A fellow Road Scholar hiker in Yellowstone, who is a librarian in CA said to me—Good stories aren’t always fully true. Soooo take that into consideration while reading this “It’s Saturday.” It could be full of mystery and more!
AverageJoe says--Aging is when you no longer can get better
but just worse. Yikes, I hate that; it’s reality, not a mystery. Things change folks if we like it or
not! Our daughter and family went to a Rookies
game at Coors field. There were street
performers doing their thing outside of the stadium. They saw two different street performers who
had signs for their Venmo account to send tips. Things are changing folks. It’s a mystery where this money thing is
going toooo. It’s like electric cars; where is that going. Hang onto your underwear folks; here we go!
And some of you told me it would never happen!
Here is some jive from some of the Yellowstone Road Scholar
hikers: I am one tough cookie; I have had always been that way—I’m borderline
between crazy and foolish and I can convince myself to be either one—This is
not a bathroom tour—a couple of years is five years and a few years is 10 years—several
gals told me that they would never have been able to travel if their parents
didn’t leave them money—don’t step in the fresh bison scant--the real problem
in our country is not race but class—you need to carry your toilet paper in and
carry your used toilet paper out; make sure you bring a baggy—everything
affects the fragile eco system. Ruminate on those statement folks (i.e. just like the
elk and bison ruminate). This was my first Road Scholar trip while all my
fellow scholars were veterans; one couple was doing their 19th. They seem to like them—definitely, these
trips attract a certain type of person. What a hoot I had.
I heard a grandma share concern about one of her children’s
family with me. This family has a lot
going on because of their household; not bad but just an awful lot of activity
and busyness with four young kids, a big dog and three cats. Yikes, that makes me tired just thinking
about it. But their situation put
pressure on grandparents. Yes it does. They want to help and be good grandparents
(i.e. all four grandparents). The problem is one grandma means very well but
gives a lot of advice which is very critical; she causes more added stress
instead of help. I asked if she knows
it—she of course doesn’t; that’s usually the case. I asked if the parents are aware of the
situation—they are but don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings (i.e. maybe they are financially helping them--money affects the situation). Soooo there you go, a real-life situation. Do
you think you and I ever give advice that is critical and makes the situation
more stressful? It’s a mystery for sure.
This story is an ultimate inexhaustible story. I think our kids and spouses would tell me where to go if I did that!
I was uptown or is downtown, I never know. ANYWAY, someone asked me about my trip. I gave them the snapshot version (i.e. one
big fish picture). He wasn’t interested
in more for sure; no one really is. We are but they aren’t! He told me that his uncle went on a 10-day trip seeing 10
major league baseball games in 10 different ball parks. He really enjoyed it because all the folks
were interested in baseball (i.e. a common denominator). That is pretty much what I experienced. What is even more eventful is this guy never usually talks to me; like never! Why now? I have no idea. He is full of mystery.
Life is full of mystery for sure. Sooooo are you fascinated with life or
frustrated with life? Is life a just a big problem or a big opportunity? Is
life just futile to you or exciting?
King Solomon writes that it depends if your life is lived by the
guidance of “under the sun” or “under heaven.” Is our life run by money, power,
fame, ego or the fear of God (i.e. meaning stand in awe of God) and keeping his
commandments? So maybe we all should try
to turn frustration into fascination. BuckskinJoe asks—How do we do that? Who decides if we are going to do that? My
Daddy, Chester, would say to me—erv, everyone has problems; it’s just that some
folks handle them different.
I confess that even after 75 years of living, I still
struggle to understand what I know in my heart is a mystery beyond comprehension.
Soooo what do you think I know in my heart?
What do you know in your heart? I
have acquaintances and friends who think they know everything; I don’t think
they do; they can’t; no one is capable of that; they just think they do (i.e.
folks have to have a pretty big ego to think that, my opinion). And I know a
lot of folks who know a lot; they do; they are very smart; you guys are some of
them, but the best ones are the ones who admit they don’t know everything. The good ones admit somethings are a mystery
(i.e. they admit it). CadillacJack
says—Yabut, when it comes to money, folks often behave in ungracious and
ungrateful ways. Now that isn’t a
mystery why they do that! Saturday question—Do you ever think before you do
stupid things! That is what I thought!
As I was sitting in an old rocker on the porch of the Roosevelt Lodge
overlooking the Lamar Valley in Yellowstone while eating my sack lunch, I was
told by our guide that Teddy Roosevelt probably sat the same place after a hunt
of probably elk while sipping on a brandy.
That was sorta kinda touching to me.
Teddy probably would have said his famous expression to me—Bully bully
to you erv!
Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:
erv
MyFriendJean said—Everyone is too old for something, but no
one is too old for everything.
The tip of the day comes from D.L. Moody who has been dead
for about 120 years (i.e. he is still giving advice)--The Scriptures were not
given to increase our knowledge but to change our lives.