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Monthly Archives: May 2015

The Wolves of Tomorrowland

I was examining the presents under our Christmas tree, anxiously wondering if my parents had gotten me what I had asked for Christmas when Erik Sevareid made a troubling announcement. I turned to our brand new color television and watched as the aging news anchor announced to the world that Walt Disney had died. It was Thursday, December 15, 1966. My heart sank and I collapsed in the middle of the floor. Uncle Walt was dead? How could this be?

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And so it was that on that day, my future died.

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What Have YOU Seen?

Jason Allen Brown, one of my FaceBook friends shared this experience regarding his own personal UFO sighting (with his permission, of course!)

One morning in spring, while eating breakfast, while no one was paying attention (I was a total loner at the time), I zoned out and looked outside the window of the cafeteria only to see something in the distance. It was in the sky, possibly 3 miles from the school, something white. Nearly circular, with no discernible features from that distance, just moving at a steady rate to the north. It disappeared when it got to a bush that was in my view. I waited a few seconds for it to get back in sight, which it never did. I moved from side to side to get another angle, but never saw it. When I mentioned it to a few classmates and a couple teachers, my own teacher tried to convince it could have been something else, but none of his theories made any sense (especially the one about it being a daisy in the sky). The weirdest part came that following summer, when, while playing with a voice modifying toy megaphone, it suddenly emitted an impossible noise. Impossible because (1) the noise wasn’t a programmed part of its system and (2) I didn’t press any button at that moment.

What about you? Have you ever seen a UFO? If so, drop me the account through the Contact form and I’ll post it!

I Want to Believe!

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I’m old enough to say I totally geeked out over the X-Files television show back in the 90’s. In fact, I would put myself right up there with Spooky Mulder in saying, “I want to Believe!”. I grew up in the countryside outside of the tiny hamlet of Blanchard, Louisiana and my night skies were brilliant and clear. There were many nights I would take an old blanket out and place it on the ground, recline and just watch the stars go by. Many times, I would see meteorites falling to the Earth streaking across the sky in brief brilliance. I watched as satellites blinked and slowly made their way across the darkness. One night, in coordination with a broadcast on network television, I watched one of the Gemini spacecraft soar across the heavens, a tiny blinking white dot against the cosmos.

I yearned, I longed, I even prayed to see a UFO. Just once, I wanted a flying saucer to land on my front lawn. Back then, aliens were not quite as hostile in their fictional depiction. It was the age of Progress, a time enlightened by the success of the American space program. Our hope was the stars. Our future lay beyond the solar system. Star Trek promised a future Utopian society where racism, sexism, disease, hunger, and strife were a thing of the past. If we could only get out there! And, in our unyielding optimism, we knew that friendly, highly educated aliens were just waiting for us to mature to a level that could withstand the truth of their existence.

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What to do when LIFE happens

I just posted this on my Conquering Depression blog so I wanted to share it with my reading followers.

My wife, at diverse times, is convinced I am crazy.

Okay, so maybe my behavior, at diverse times, is consistent with her conclusion. For instance, it was mid February. Sherry and I had just returned from a much needed break, a trip to Orlando to relax and have fun and visit our dear friends Mark and Donna Sutton. On a Wednesday afternoon, Mark and I spent several hours brainstorming a devotion book to accompany “Hope Again”. In a rather alarming revelation, Mark told me he had gone to have a check up the day before and his doctor wanted to keep him overnight for a cardiac treadmill. But, Mark told them he had to keep his appointment with me! Wait a minute, I said. You refused a treadmill because you might have heart problems so you could meet with me?

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