This morning I was sorting through some old files, deleting what I could and organizing the rest when I ran across this file.  We were living in Butte, Montana at the time and I think I may have originally written it as a letter to the editor of our local paper, The Montana Standard.  It is worth posting here and I hope it stirs us to take a good look at our hearts and consider our motivations.

It's been a long while since I posted here.  Really, I have no excuse.  However, to rectify that situation I am working on a series of posts dealing with my thoughts concerning the shutdown of the churches in America.  I'm not going to start posting that series until I get them all finished, otherwise you would likely get the first few and the end would never come.  In the meantime

So, here is something kind of off-track from my usual posts......My oldest son (currently residing in Canada) posted a link to the launch of the latest test of the NASA/Space X crew transport rocket/capsule.  It was really cool to watch and a true accomplishment for America’s space industry.  Here is a copy of our (slightly edited) Discord dialog:

It seems to have become a Saturday night tradition in the Reagan household to eat pizza and watch a movie.  We like, on occasion, to watch a good spy thriller and the last two Saturday evenings we watched the first two movies in the Jason Bourne series.  This isn't really a review, by the way, and I'm not even going to recommend that you watch the movies.  The movies were very dark, missing almost completely any portrayal of human goodness.  (The second movie was even darker than the first.)  What is prompting me to write this morning is that the ending scenes of the second movie highlight