My Southwest Adventure~Part 2

30 Oct

A slice of Life

Bill Lites

Bill

 

 

1On Saturday morning, I made a quick stop at the Richardson R/C club’s Big Bird Flyin in Princeton, TX.  The weather was threatening, and there was not a large turnout, but the flyers put on a great show in the short time I was there.  Allen and the other club flyers were very cordial, and invited me to stay around for their BBQ dinner, but I needed to head South to maintain my travel schedule.

In Tyler, TX I visited the Historic Aviation Memorial, and then it was on to the Texas Ranger Hall of Fame in Waco, TX.  I had always thought it was the FBI 2who had tracked down and ambushed the famous bank robbers, Bonnie & Clyde, but I learned it was actually the Texas Rangers.   That evening, at the local Cracker Barrel in Killeen, TX, I had a wonderful catfish dinner, while being serenaded by some of the old time western singers, singing songs like “Your Cheatin’ Heart”, “Hey Good Looking” and many others.  When I came out of the Cracker Barrel, I happened to look down and there was the biggest acorn I had ever seen, laying in the grass.  My son Billy (The Environmental Consultant) tells me it’s really a “Willow Oak” acorn.  However, because of its size, “Texas Acorn” seems to me to fit perfectly into my “Texas Adventure” don’t you think.  Boy, by now, was there any question I was in Texas, where everyone seems friendly, and they grow everything “Super Size”?  It was taking me back to my roots, and I was loving every minute of it.

The next day I drove to Abilene, TX where I visited the CAF Big Country

3quadron hanger, the 12th Armored Division Memorial Museum, and the Abilene R/C Society field, where I enjoyed meeting several model flyers from that club.  Monday I headed West, stopping to checkout the National WASP WWII Museum in Sweetwater, TX.   I had always admired the service the women pilots provided during the war years, flying aircraft of all types from the many factories around the country, to the U.S. Army Air Corps bases where they were most needed.  After a great personal tour by Carol, I continued West to the Hanger 25 Air Museum in Big Spring, TX.

4Then on Tuesday I had another real treat when I visited the CAF American Airpower Heritage Museum in Midland, TX.  This was one of my planned major museum stops, as the AAHM has anywhere from 20 to 40 (mostly flyable) airplanes in their collection, at the museum at any one time, and I was eager to see as many of them as I could.  It was well worthwhile, and the museum staff went out of their way  to help me get many of the photos I wanted.

 While I was in Midland, I visited the Permian Basin Petroleum Museum and Jim Hall’s Chaparral Racing Museum.  Jim and his brother Charles were our neighbors, for a while, in Albuquerque, when I was a teenager, and I had hoped to reconnect with them.  As it turned out, he had been there the week before, to test drive one of his museum cars, and I missed seeing him, but I got to see many of his fabulous Chaparral race car designs at his racing museum.

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—–To Be Continued—–

 

 

 

Ark Adventure- A Poem

28 Oct

My Take

DiVoran Lites

DiVoran Lites

Noah, Noah, whither go-a?

Did you want to build that boat,

Take in kangaroos and horses,

Settle with a longhaired goat?

Who sleeps in your bed between you?

Who crows when the sun shines through?

Noah, Noah, soon the water

Will evaporate like dew.

See the rainbow in the sky there,

Red, blue, green—oh, every hue,

It means God will take care of us.

He’ll make all things fresh and new.

Seven Ways to Live With Confidence When Facing Spiritual Terrorists.

27 Oct

Walking by Faith, Not by Sight

Janet Peraz Eckles

“Nana, she told me it was flab,” my 4-year-old granddaughter said.

Flab? Who could’ve put that word in this child’s vocabulary? I asked and verified. Her great grandmother had informed her of this term.

She had lifted her wrinkled arm in the air. With the other hand, she jiggled her hanging flesh. “See?” she said, “that’s called flab.”

Goodness, that generation has bold honesty. No vanity or masks. They call it what it is.

So does God. He is honest. He doesn’t mask anything and is bold when it comes to unsightly wickedness. Even the sound of the word “wicked” jars me a bit. But the Lord is not known for his pretense or ambiguity, rather… “The LORD is known by his justice; the wicked are ensnared by the work of their hands. The wicked return to the grave, all the nations that forget God” (Psalm 9:16-18).

“Wickedness” is alive, attacks are fierce, and terrorism is in action. But those who follow Christ can smile with reassurance, walk with trust and live with hope. Here are six reasons why:

1. God’s protection is certain: “Surely he will save you from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence.”

2. His protection is near: “He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge…”

3. His ways will be your shelter: “His faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.”

4. He will remove all fear: “He will not fear the terror of night, or the arrow that flies by day…”

5. His protection is constant: “…nor the pestilence that stalks in neither the darkness nor the plague that destroys at midday.”

6. All may be attacked, but you’re protected: “A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you.”

7. He’ll set you apart: “You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked (Psalm 91:3-8).

Father, how can I doubt the clarity of your ways? Hesitate in believing your justice. Or wonder about your love for those whom you protect. In this world that turns more violent each day, I turn to you for you are my shield and my refuge. In Jesus name I thank you. Amen.

• What attacks have you faced lately?

• Who is your protector?

• How well do you sleep at night knowing the Lord is guarding your soul?

Terror

Janet Perez Eckles

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Our Trip to Maui~Part 6

26 Oct

SUNDAY MEMORIES

 Judy Wills

 JUDY

                                                    

 

Our next adventure took us on “The Road to Hana.”  Never heard of it?  Neither had we until this trip.  I guess it’s fairly famous in Maui terms.  We were up early – on the road by 7:00 a.m.  The “road” is only 52 miles from Kahului to Hana – but it takes four hours to drive it – each way!!  It has 59 one-lane bridges to go over.  So it was to be an all-day trip for us.  As one advertisement told us – “On the Hana Highway – The Journey is the Adventure.”  And so it was.2

 Hana itself was on the complete opposite side of Maui from Napili, where we were staying, and there is no through-way to get there.  Of course, the Haleakala Crater is right across the pathway, so that explains the round-about way we had to drive.

The road is almost completely filled with hairpin or serpentine curves.  And I don’t mean just those little squiggly curves – this road sign is VERY descriptive!

3In any case, we thoroughly enjoyed the ride, stopping along the way to see some gorgeous scenery.  Waterfalls everywhere.

We saw sugar cane fields in abundance.  A note from the historical side – “Before WW2, Hana was a busy sugar port.  After the war, cane fields gave way to pasture for beef cattle, and the town developed into a trade center for surrounding ranches.”  Interesting.Miles and miles of eucalyptus trees – the fragrance was incredible!  And we saw a rooster walking down the middle of the road, just daring us to hit it!  We didn’t.

On the way up, we stopped at the Wai’anapanapa State Park and Cave.  This area completely fascinated me – the sand is BLACK!4

It’s actually the small Honokalani Black Sand Beach and is composed of small, smooth lava pebbles.  The volcanic rock must be good soil, as the area is quite lush with greenery.  One of the most fascinating sights to me was the “arch” – the volcanic rock worn away by the ocean, leaving the arch.

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I’m assuming that some day it will be worn enough to collapse.   And there is a legend about the caves, but too lengthy to share here.

Again, since we are so directionally challenged, we missed the town of Hana!  However, we were headed to a restaurant that was recommended to us by the AAA travel book and other people.  It was Mama’s Fish House in Kuau Cove.       The food was excellent, but the advertised low price was not!  It was one of the most expensive meals we had while on Maui!  So be warned!

 

We finally made it home for a quiet evening together.  It was a long and exhausting day – for the driver and the riders.  But we enjoyed everything we saw!

~~~~~More to come~~~~~

“Hold on to Your Fork-The Best is Yet to Come”

25 Oct

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

author of Window Wonders

Oh, the nostalgia of memories of long ago-
of friendships formed in church groups
that set our heart aglow.

Friends are one of life’s richest blessings-
the fellowship warms our heart.
We need people to share our hopes and fears-
a family set apart.

Life, like a church supper,.
offers a variety of temptations to succumb-
But, like the preacher always stood up to say,
Hold on to your fork, folks-
the best is yet to come”!

My Southwest Adventure Part~1

23 Oct

A Slice of Life

Bill Lites

Bill

The main reason for this trip was to attend the CAF AirPower Expo in Addison, Texas, where “FIFI”, the only flying B-29 in the world and her CAF 1companion B-24, “Diamond Lil”, were to be featured, along with a varity of other WWII Warbirds.  I had seen static B-24 and B-29 displays at museums, but this would be a special treat to see these famous WWII Warbirds fly.  Then after that experience, I planned to complete an 11-day, 2660-mile circuit of aviation museums and other attractions in Central/West Texas and New Mexico.

I knew I was headed for Texas, because on the first leg of my flight to Austin, Texas I sat next to an older couple who were dressed in western togs.  The man was holding his 10-gallon hat in his lap the whole trip, because he couldn’t wear it and lean back in his seat.  I didn’t pay much attention to that until we got ready to disembark in Austin, at which time 2he and his wife kept taking things out of his hat; like her watch and hair comb, and his glasses and billfold.  Now I knew cowboys used their hats on the trail, to give their horses a drink of water, but I never thought about how convenient those big hats would be to carry things in!  Then I arrived at the Dallas airport, many of the people were dressed in their western clothes and boots, and I saw this 10-gallon hat display used as a window decoration for a restaurant.  The next thing I noticed, after obtaining my rental car was the Geico billboard sign, with the Gecko wearing a 10-gallon hat.  Yep, I was in Texas for sure!

The next day, at the CAF AirPower Expo, as advertised, “FIFI” and “Diamond Lil” thrilled the crowd and gave us all a sense of being a part of the past, that few people of the modern generation can appreciate.  The many other WWII Warbirds participating in the Expo made for a special day for me to remember.  Being trained as an Airframe & Engine mechanic in college, I still love the sights, sounds and smells of the round-engine propeller airplanes from the 1930s-1950s era.

One of the most memorable things for me at the Expo was meeting Bob Searden, who was part of the 507th Airborne Infantry Regiment, parachuting into Normandy in the early hours of D-Day.  Bob was all decked out in his jump uniform, metals, and even a pair of jump boots.  I was privileged to have my picture taken with Bob, who I consider a real WWII hero.  Check out Bob’s memoir To D-Day and Backwhich chronicles his experiences on D-Day and his subsequent capture and life as a POW.

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——To Be Continued——

 

An Interview with Mary Harwell Sayler

21 Oct

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Mary Sayler at FL BeachI met Mary Harwell Sayler at a writer’s conference where she was the teacher and I was the student. Mary didn’t have a watch and couldn’t tell when it was time to end the lesson. She is an excellent writer and teacher and we all wanted to hear as much as we could, so we didn’t care If she didn’t end on time.

Mary was staying at the conference center of the church I attended, but it wasn’t easy for her to get away, so the next day I took an inexpensive watch and gave it to her. She received it graciously and from there we became not only student and teacher, but the best of friends.

I took her poetry writing course and she helped with my first novel. I drove to her hometown once a month and we learned about each other’s families. Mary was endlessly creative and constantly encouraging of my efforts to learn how to write poetry. She has never stopped being a role-model for me and a supporter. Check out her links, get to know her. You will be glad Mary Harwell Sayler has come into your life.

     Mary, your newest book is Christian Writer’s Guide. Can you tell us how this book is different from other writer’s guides that are available?

Great writing book

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Definitely! The most noticeable difference occurs in the opening pages of the e-book, which begins with prayer, discusses the importance of a biblical foundation for writing in any genre or readership, then helps Christian writers discern a gift or calling in the writing ministry. Also, such sections as “Listen for The Voice in your voice” address God’s leading. Since I wanted to offer as much practical information as possible and keep the price low, the last part of the e-book includes an extensive Glossary to help writers learn the unique terminology and techniques associated with writing.

     You have written many books, you are a teacher of writing poetry, you have written novels, and you write reference books. Would you tell us if any of these would stand out as a favorite subject and the reason for it?

As a child, I began to read the Bible regularly and write poems, so those “first loves” have not changed. Instead of getting a regular job, I earned a small income by instructing through critiques and correspondence courses on various aspects of writing, and frankly, I learned a lot from my students! In recent years, I heavily researched and wrote a couple of life-health Living in the The Nature poemencyclopedias because I needed to know more about those particular subjects for my own health. That work also put a new roof on our 100+-year-old house! My biggest thrill as a writer, however, came when I placed my first book of poetry, Living in the Nature Poem, with an environmental publisher. Those poems take a realistic, rather than a romantic, approach to nature but hopefully help readers to see the intricacies of creation and the loving God who created such a spectacular variety.

     Have you always wanted to be a writer, or did it come to you in a sudden revelation?


From about junior high school on, I thought I’d be a writer, librarian, or artist. When I took my first art course in college though, the instructor graded us on a curve with the only top grades going to students who had studied art and worked as commercial artists. Getting a C in the class upset and mystified me, ending any thoughts of an art career.

     What kind of books do you like to read?
Since I have little time to read, I focus on my all-time favorites: The Bible in almost any English translation, countless volumes of poetry, and award-winning books for children.

     Did you have a mentor or someone who inspired you when you first began to write?

My parents encouraged each of my siblings and me in the creative arts. Teachers encouraged me too, and I’m especially blessed to have a supportive husband who believes in me.

   How did you break into publishing.

I began freelancing as a stay-at-home mom during my children’s naptimes then school hours. After placing articles with parenting magazines our church distributed, I wrote to the denominational headquarters to ask about writing poems and stories for children’s take-home papers. Later I wrote curriculum and Bible stories on assignment for denominational and nondenominational publishers. Since the kids and I often visited our local library, I got to know the kinds of stories children like to read, so I wrote a few children’s books and inspirational romance novels. The second year I taught at a Christian writers’ conference, one of the editors and I enjoyed chatting over lunch, and not long after that, she called to ask if I’d think about writing a series of devotional books. I said I’d pray about it, and immediately the idea came for a 7-book series of devotionals. Some time after this, our pastor asked my husband and me to plan an in-house church retreat, and from that came the book What A Body! on developing ministry gifts. Later, a writer-friend asked if I’d ever consider writing encyclopedias – right at a time I needed to know more about the skeletal system in order to make informed decisions about my own spinal woes! I researched enough information to put together a book proposal and received a contract shortly thereafter. Since that book did well, other health-related writing opportunities arose.

     What writing projects do you plan to work on next?

I’d love to do almost anything related to the Bible. For example, I recently realized I have enough “Bible people” poems for a book. Also, I’ve been researching and talking about favorite topics, such as prayer, for years, so I finally began putting together book proposals for those.

     Tell us about your Facebook group Christian Poets & Writers.

Most of my life, I’ve lived in small towns and now in rural Florida where few opportunities exist for me to get together with other Christians who write. I’ve pretty much had to learn the hard way what works and what doesn’t in writing, which can make a lonely job even lonelier! With the advent of social networking, however, all that changed. I joined various online communities for Christians and/or for writers, but Christian poets consistently got left out! Since I wanted to encourage Christians in all kinds of writing ministries, a group on Facebook seemed like an ideal way to do this and offer tips occasionally too. Poets and writers from almost every denomination have now joined us from all over the world, so we’ve become a highly eclectic and ecumenical group, who can learn much from one another. With my own ecumenical background and strong conviction that we, as the church, can make a huge difference in the world, I especially want to encourage other Christians to use their ministry gifts to up-build the Body of Christ.

     Sounds like a lot of work! What’s your favorite way to relax?

With woods, water, and wildlife all around us, I like to meander down the unpaved road in front of our house or take a bike ride or just sit on the deck and do nothing except try to remember the names of birds flitting between the evergreens or tiptoeing by the cattails along the margins of our little lake.

     Is there a scripture verse that has special meaning for you?

My personal favorite since childhood has been David’s prayer in Psalm 19:14: “Let the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in Your sight, O Lord, my strength and my redeemer.”

I also like to use Bible verses as themes for novels, and Romans 8:28 is the one I’ve used most often: “For we know all things work for good for those who love God and are called according to His purpose.”

     Mary, I have thoroughly enjoyed this interview and the opportunity to share your talents and wisdom with everyone. Where may our readers find out more about you, your editing services and purchase your books?
I have a website – Mary Sayler.com and Amazon provides an Author Page for anyone who has books or e-books listed on their site –  . Also, Poets & Writers magazine hosts a website with an online Directory of Poets whose work has been traditionally published. P&W offers this for published writers, too, but if I understood correctly, you have to choose one, so my bio and poetry credits went into the poet’s directory –

 Thank you to Mary for agreeing to this interview. She has a detailed bio page on Poets & Writers. You can also find her on Twitter, LinkedIn and of course  Facebook where she moderates the popular and helpful page, Christian Poets and Writers.

Our Trip to Maui~Part 5

20 Oct

SUNDAY MEMORIES

 Judy Wills

JUDY

                                                    

We had planned for our next adventure to be to drive to see the Haleakalā 1Crater.  It was a long drive, and we stopped several times along the way just to take in the island beauty. We saw lots of sugar cane fields, and a few pineapple fields, as well.

We stopped at the Visitor’s Center at 6500 feet up.  This most unusual Silver Sword plant grew all around that area.  We were told that the Silver Sword plant only grows in that area near the Haleakalā Crater – nowhere else in the entire world!  Gorgeous!

We stopped again on the way up to get some pictures, and were amazed that the ocean color is really as blue as it is in this picture!  Beautiful!2

The summit of Haleakalā Crater is 10,023′ and the air is thin and 3quite cool.  We were glad to have our sweaters and jackets!  Silver Sword plants were quite abundant there.  Inside the pavilion was a legend telling about “The Life of a Volcano.”  Interesting.

We arrived at the summit about 10:00 a.m. – and the FOG rolled in!  We were told we needed to be there for sunrise to see the crater.  Someone should have told us that before, right?  On our way up, we were passed by a man and his sons on their way down.  His comment as he passed us was, “Best view of the clouds you’ve ever seen, right?”  So we had to content ourselves with pictures of fog – and 4postcards of what we would have seen at sunrise.  A very impressive sight, to be sure. Since we are known for being directionally challenged – we totally missed Kula, so we drove on down to Kahului for lunch.  On our way after that, we stopped and took some gorgeous pictures of Molokai in the near distance.  Really a beautiful island.

When we finally drove into Lahaina, we stopped at the Lahaina Cannery Mall, thinking to have a light supper.  But somehow we found that, if you go through the mall, to the other side, and then outside, across the street is a unique outdoor restaurant, called the Aloha Mixed Plate.  Nothing fancy, but the food was delicious!  As a side note – when we returned to the mainland and told Fred’s sister about this little restaurant, she had never heard of or seen it!  Something for them to explore on their next visit to Maui.

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~~~~~More to come~~~~~

Two Sure Steps to go to Heaven

19 Oct

Walking by Faith, Not by Sight

Janet Perez Eckles

We took pictures, from every angle. Our granddaughter was the flower girl at my brother’s wedding. So our camera was smoking from those umpteen pictures we took of our princess. We planned to send them to the world.

But all that planning fell apart. On the way home the camera slipped of the console between the seats, right into a large cup of water.

We lifted the dripping camera. There went our pictures. There went our hopes of those priceless images.

To diffuse the tense moment, I gave a silly grin at hubby. “Maybe this is an underwater camera, and we just didn’t know it?”

“Wishful thinking,” he said.

That’s me—the wishful thinker. I used to wish about lots of things. In fact, I wished my way would be the one that would bring me to heaven: By being good. By praying. By staying out of trouble. Through my religion. Or wishing God would be good enough to swing open heaven’s doors and unable to resist my pitiful look, He’d say, “C’mon on, silly chica.” I wished that.

Then some powerful truths evaporated my wishful, wrong thinking. God’s truth—the spiritual GPS programmed my destination: heaven.

The map showed two turns outlined in chapter 10 of Romans:

1. “If you confess with your mouth, ‘Jesus is Lord,’

2. And believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.”

Father, how awesome of you to make it so simple to be saved from hell and enter heaven. I confess there was a time when I doubted the path would be as simple. But now I know when I made the commitment to follow you, my heart was transformed. My life was changed. Joy was renewed. And hope for eternity turned to reality. I thank you in the name of Jesus. Amen.

• When you take your last breath, where will eternity find you?

• Were you like me, wrong about the way to be saved from eternal gloom?

• Is Jesus knocking at the door of your heart?

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GrandPa “The World’s Oldest Cat”

18 Oct

From the Heart
Louise Gibson

author of Window Wonders

These days, pampered felines enjoy the food,

accommodations and medical care money can buy.

But none can match the record for longevity achieved by “Grandpa”

No matter how hard they try.

He lived to the slightly overripe age of thirty-four years,

Two months, and four hours-

Earning him a spot in the Guinness Book of World Records

And worldwide gifts of cards and flowers.

The Story

 

Grandpa’s life was as strange as it was long. A rare hairless sphinx, he was taken to the Humane Society of Travis County (Texas) on January 16, 1970 by a good Samaritan who found him running loose near a busy intersection.  Jake Perry, a plumber, almost immediately adopted him, part-time cat show enthusiast, and feline rescuer. Figuring such an unusual cat must have a worried owner somewhere; he put up posters about him around town. Months later he received a call from a Frenchwoman, who in December, 1969 had come to the United States to visit her daughter.  While there her cat, Pierre, had escaped through an unlatched screen door, never to be seen again.

By that time Perry had owned the male sphinx, whom he had renamed Grandpa Rexs Allen, for quite a while. Nevertheless he agreed to let the woman have a look at him.  After confirming that it was indeed her cat, she graciously allowed his benefactor to keep him.  She even handed over his pedigree papers, which stated that he was born early on the morning of February 1, 1964 in Paris.

A few years later, Perry started entering Grandpa in shows sponsored by the International Cat Association under the “household pet” category.  To his great surprise, he feline who was already into his second decade and thus considered old, earned the rank of supreme grand master, the highest possible reward for pets in his division.

As his age reached the high twenties, Grandpa’s fame grew. Each year for his birthday, he got a vanilla cake topped with tuna and broccoli icing.  Not surprisingly, he was generally the only one to partake.  The rest of his unusual diet, however, would have passed muster with most human diners.  Breakfast consisted of Egg Beaters, chopped bacon, broccoli or asparagus, and coffee. (Yes, coffee!!) He also enjoyed either jelly or mayonnaise smeared on his food: he would choose which one every morning by putting his paw on the jar he preferred,  (too cute!)

Fortified by lots of vegetables, Grandpa persisted into his early thirties, which is roughly 150 in cat years.  Finally, on April 1, 1998, he gave up the ghost after a long bout with pneumonia. After an elaborate funeral, inside a tiny, laced-lined coffin, he was interred in his owner’s backyard pet cemetery, which already contained about two dozen cats. Roughly four hundred fans from around the world sent cards, flowers, and other mementos.

His final honor was, of necessity, posthumous. The 2000 edition of the Guinness Book of World Records duly recognized the wizened French expatriot as the oldest cat who ever lived..  His record just barely squeezes out the previous record holder, an English cat named Ma who survived for thirty-four years and one day, it just goes to show that in longevity, as in any other endeavor, persistence is key.