A need to know

Did you ever beg someone to know a secret? When the answer or information was given, did you just feel a need to give it back? It's like the age-old forbidden fruit thing. If you eat it, you will know stuff. But the stuff isn't necessarily helpful or pretty or nicely said or edifying or even just make you feel better. That's where I am today. Wishing I hadn't pushed for information. Wishing I didn't know an awful truth. It is truth, but blissful ignorance seems better now. So what do I do with this? Do I stuff the information or beg God to block it from my mind or call a spade a spade and say so what? I don't know.

Come, and let us return unto the LORD: for he hath torn and he will heal us; he hath smitten, and he will bind us up. After two days will he revive us: in the third day he will raise us up, and we shall live in his sight. Hosea 6:1,2

Calling all Harry Potter fans!

Number seven has come and has been gobbled up here. I miss Harry. More than Harry I miss Snape (or was that Alan Rickman I miss?). Dontcha just wish there was a little more? That's a good yarn, one that leaves you with the feeling that the character just left the room. So what did the rest of you think of the last installment of J.K. Rowling? Inquiring minds want to know.

New look

Do ya like it? I thought I'd play with a little update, here. Nothing like summer time rain to keep one indoors and bored. I should be doing something constructive. But this is better, right? The above fishies are from a trip the old man took. This isn't only his catch, rather a collection from all the patrons on board. I thought it was pretty. Yum!