A Traveling Post

Today will be a traveling day. This morning I have no time to write and post. Possibly this evening I’ll be back to fill in the details. If not, then tomorrow.

So here it is, Tuesday morning. We are back home and re-establishing routines. Last Monday, following an afternoon medical appointment, we headed to West Texas. We got as far as Oklahoma City and spent the night in a hotel. We made it to Big Spring early afternoon on Tuesday, early enough to pick up the grandkids at school, a surprise for them. That night was the awards ceremony for Ezra (finishing 5th grade) and Elise (finishing 3rd grade).

On Wednesday, Elijah graduated from pre-K-4. Having a graduation for that level is something new to me, but it was a fun evening.  He was excited during the whole ceremony, and after.

On Thursday morning, Ephraim had his 8th grade award ceremony. He received recognition for having made the National Junior Honor Society in 7th grade, and also won the award for cross-country. The other sports must have had separate award ceremonies. It was a different type of ceremony than for the younger kids.

They are braver than I am.

That afternoon, Sara and Ephraim boarded a plane for Chicago to spend the weekend with our son, Charles. We stayed to help Richard with the children. Now out of school, they worked around the house on Friday—fairly willingly, I might add. Or at least without complaint. They seemed happy to realize they had done a job well.

That evening, we introduced Ezra and Elise to Rummycube—the adult version, not the kids’ one. They both took to it and did really well. We played each night after that. I must admit that I would rather have been reading, but we took the time to get them off their screens. And just to spend time with them. 11-year-old Ezra is already a master at it. He has learned to maximize the manipulation of tiles on the board to reduce his holdings. 9-year-old Elise is also quite good, though she is somewhat too exuberant for this old man, playing the game half in her seat and half jumping up to do something.

Little Elijah, going on five, wanted to play. I let him draw my tiles for me, which satisfied him. When he heard the TV go on in the other room, he naturally went to watch Obi Wan or whoever work through their adventures.

The trip home yesterday was uneventful. Contrary to predictions, traffic was light. Also contrary to predictions, gas prices had not spiked anywhere for Memorial Day weekend. In fact, at most places they dropped a couple of cents. We dropped recyclables in Oklahoma City, dropped used cloth at Goodwill, and shopped in there a little. I found a book about C.S. Lewis to add to my collection. We got home around 8:20 p.m., having made really good time for a somewhat late start and the stops on the way.

We will be mostly home now for a while, working through medical appointments and yardwork and writing and stock trading and decluttering. A quick trip back to Big Spring may happen in July to fetch kids for week’s stay. Other than that, nothing planned until my twice-delayed high school reunion in August.

May the routines recommence.

Comments on the Blog

Just as discoverability with books for sale is a big issue, so also is finding readers for my blog. I don’t think I have a lot of readers, nor do I get many comments.

Let me rephrase that: Nor do I get many legitimate comments.

Back when I started the website and blog, in 2011, it was of course unknown. Then, after a few days, I started getting comments. They were spam. I didn’t immediately do anything about them. Then, suddenly, 250 comments posted one day. They were all spam.

I still get a few spam comments every day. What kind? Here’s a sampling, about 1/3 of spam comments over two days.

From “Hairstyles VIP” to a post from Aug 2014: “Hi! I’m at work surfing around your blog from my new apple iphone! Just wanted to say I love reading through your blog and look forward to all your posts! Keep up the fantastic work!

That’s innocuous enough, and the English is okay, but why would Hairstyles VIP suddenly find one of my posts from Aug 2014 and comment on it?

From “Julie Autry”, whose e-mail address looks nothing like that, on a post from Feb 2010: “Give your new site a boost, submit your site now to our free directory and start getting more clients https://1mdr.short.gy/submityoursite.”

Kind of humorous.

From “2004 pt cruiser PCM” on a July 2020 post: “Great info. Lucky me I ran across your website by accident (stumbleupon).
I have saved as a favorite for later!”

“pt’s” e-mail address has “Jewell McConnan” in the name. He/she includes a website URL about that infamous 2004 PT Cruiser.

And, one more for good measure. From “Best Hostings Coupons” on a May 2021 book review: “Magnificent goods from you, man. I have understand your stuff previous to and you’re just extremely excellent. I actually like what you have acquired here, really like what you are stating and the way in which you say it. You make it entertaining and you still take care of to keep it smart. I cant wait to read much more from you. This is really a wonderful web site.”

BHC’s e-mail address has Jaime Heppeard in the name. Something is rather lacking with Jaime’s English usage.

Why these spammers found my website I don’t know. Back in 2011 I immediately changed comments to be moderated before going posting to the blog. I spent quite a while deleting those 250 that had already posted. So if you wonder why you write a comment and it doesn’t show up on the blog, that’s why. It’s waiting for me to moderate it. I get to them every couple of days.

What’s even more surprising is why these guys think anyone would allow their posts on the host’s website. Surely other bloggers, once they realize these are nothing but spam posts, will do what they can to prevent them. Or are people so desperate for comments that they allow spam comments and then say, “Wow! See how popular my blog is!”

Help a guy out, here. After reading this, please leave a comment, even if nothing more than “Hi.” I wonder how many comments I’ll get.

 

Science and Religion

A few posts ago, I wrote about science and faith, and how they are not incompatible. I stand by that statement. Yesterday, a writer friend I know only through on-line contacts posted this meme, which came from The Other 98%.

Why would anyone think that science doesn’t belong in religion?

Let’s set aside for the moment the wall of separation between church and state. Let’s also set aside the implication that those of the church should have no part in things of the state. Those are subjects for different posts.

The part of this picture that I don’t agree with is “Science belongs here” with the arrow pointing at “State”.  This implies that science doesn’t belong in religion. Or, perhaps, that science is incompatible with religion because religion relies on faith, not scientific evidence and method.

To which I respond with a big, fat, “So?”

As stated in my last post, faith is belief in something for which there is no evidence. I can’t prove there is a God, who created the universe, of which mankind is a small part. But neither can the atheist prove there is not a God. Both rely on faith concerning God’s existence or non-existence.

But why would anyone say science doesn’t belong in the church, in religion? Do such people really think that Christians (or, as some people say in a non-sectarian way, religionists) should not study science, should not believe in science, should not rely on science. Or are they saying that if you are in the church (since the meme frames the argument in a church context, though it does in fact show a synagogue and a mosque though only mentioning “church”), you cannot possibly believe in science? What dreck. What utter garbage.

Of course, perhaps this meme is saying that the state is built upon science, or that science maintains the state.  That also seems like a strange conclusion.

It’s true that at various times in the past the church (i.e. the Roman Catholic church, perhaps others) strongly resisted advances in science and misunderstood how science and faith interacted and could exist very well together. Nowadays, I don’t think that is still true in the main. Those mistakes have, for the most part, been eradicated from the church. At least, it has from the part of the Church Universal that I belong to. I don’t try to keep up with all the branches of the Church Universal.

To paraphrase what I said in that last post, science is experimenting, observing, concluding, and reporting, bit by bit, and so expanding man’s knowledge about the universe. It is involved in what you can prove. Okay, some things that science tells us are theories, based on reasonable assumptions but still lacking some final piece of proof.

Faith takes over for things that don’t need to be proved. What a truncated existence it is for those who have no faith in anything or claims to need evidence for anything and everything.

I hope all Christians study science and so show the foolishness of this meme. Much of my career as a civil engineer was based on science and mathematics. The Other 98% seem to be saying that I can’t be a Christian. Sorry, folks, you’re wrong.

I find my faith to be enhanced by science. My practice as a Christian is so much more meaningful to me because I believe in science.

The wedge between Christians and science is not being driven by Christians, but by memes like this.

Projects Closure Now Very Close

Not the final cover, but some thoughts I had on a draft. The artist is working on it.

As I mentioned in my last post, several writing projects are at or near an end, and it’s time to start thinking about what’s next.

Last night and this morning, I believe I completed both the Amazon page description and the back cover copy for There’s No Such Thing As Time Travel. This is something I’m not particularly good at, these short descriptions aimed at “closing the sale” when someone is looking at my books. I like how it turned out in this case. I have high hopes for this book. Maybe these short descriptions will help.

As I said before, the church Centennial book is done, and print copies are in-hand. The church has been taking pre-orders, and this Sunday, distribution will start. I’ll be at the table where people will pick up pre-ordered copies or buy them that day. A presentation of the book will be made in the church service. I’ll get to man the table between first and second services.

Also as mentioned in the last post, I’m waiting on feedback on my completed Bible study before doing the last 25 percent of the second one. But next week, I think I will hop back on that project and start bringing it to completion, whether I get the feedback or not.

This week, I quickly wrote a couple of thousand words in a memoir-type piece that I’m contemplating writing. At present, it is titled Tales Of A Vagabond, but I’m not sure if that’s how it will end up. I’m not even sure it will be my next project. I wanted to have something for the Scribblers & Scribes writers’ group meeting last night, so I wrote that. It was well received, though of course I received valuable feedback should I want to continue with this. I guess I mentioned Tales Of A Vagabond in my last post as well.

So I’m not quite in between projects, but I continue to inch closer to that point. TNSTATT should be published within two weeks. The two Bible studies should be done in about a month. Centennial committee duties are almost over for me and will be over as of July 10. High school reunion is Aug 13. Somewhere, sometime soon, is my next writing project. Possibly I’ll take a week off.

 

Casting About

The Centennial book is done. I have my copies in hand. Full distribution starts on Sunday May 22.

Ack! It’s almost 11 a.m. and I’m just now getting to writing my blog post for today. Something must be wrong with me.

Yes, something is wrong with me. I’ve been too busy. It began last Thursday, when a Zoom meeting about our upcoming church Centennial celebration was still going strong after 2 1/2 hours, and I hit a wall. I couldn’t go on. I abruptly ended the meeting, took a break, and a few hours later got back to the task we had been working on—now alone. Yes, I still work better alone than with someone else.

Not the final cover, but some thoughts I had on a draft. The artist is working on it.

Friday and Saturday are blurs to me now. I know some heavy yardwork and a daily walk were involved. I had a number of e-mails about the Centennial, also about There’s No Such Thing As Time Travel. Saturday evening was taken up with study to teach Life Group on Sunday morning. Sunday was the usual church, Life group, fast-food takeout. Then we went to the high school graduation reception for our neighbors’ daughter. Through a comedy of errors (which included my not understanding the invitation), that took us a while to even get there. Back home, tiredness set in and I didn’t get a lot done during the afternoon. In the evening I went back to the Centennial work I have been tasked with, and got a little more done.  I also did some in-depth critiquing of a piece send by a member of our critique group. This morning, the first thing I did was finish that critique and e-mail it to her.

Back on TNSTATT, we must finalize the book cover, create the publication files (e-book and print book), decide whether it will be on Amazon only or go “wide” to other publishers. I think it was on Friday that I got most of the final formatting done. Today I re-read a couple of the later chapters and made a few edits. I declared it done around 8:15 a,m. and began the final formatting. This includes such things as adding in a listing of my other books which, for some reason, is never up-to-date. I spent time getting it up-to-date, and creating a system for keeping it up-to-date henceforth.

I have another hour and a half of work on the print book, then an hour or so on the e-book. Then I will be ready to work on something else. What will it be?

I ought to get back to the second of two Bible studies I was writing, as described in this post. I had pulled off the second while waiting on feedback on the first. But last night I learned that the man I sent it to for review never got the e-mail. I re-sent it last night, confirmed he got it, and so now I wait. I may get back to that. The Scribblers & Scribes meet this Thursday evening, and I’d like to have something to share. But what? I’m not sure they will want to review and critique pages of a Bible study.

Or, I may start on something completely new. I don’t want to go into too much detail. Tentatively titled Tales Of A Vagabond, it would be the start of an autobiography. I actually started it when I realized I needed to write my blog post.

Whatever I ultimately do with Tales Of A Vagabond, I know that finishing the two Bible studies will be my next main writing tasks. But after that, what? I’m kind of itching to do some work on a genealogy book about one of Lynda’s ancestors. My two partly-complete and temporarily-abandoned Thomas Carlyle books are starting to look attractive again.  There’s always the next Documenting America book, for which I have completed the research. If TNSTATT takes off, I may hop right on Book 2 in that series.  I just don’t know.

That’s not really the full list. I will be taking time soon to pray about this and see if I get some divine direction. The problem is, God has never given me such specific guidance. He usually leaves it up to me, and I have learned to pray that he would direct my footsteps as I make the best decisions I can. I suspect this will be one of those times.

 

Worn Out

Nothing seems to wear me out more than talking on the telephone. Long calls, such as a couple of hours or more, require twice that amount of time to recover.

That’s what happened yesterday. I got to the late afternoon completely exhausted. It wasn’t all the call’s fault. And, actually, it was a Zoom conference, but that’s the same thing as a phone call. I spent the morning working on the publication files for There’s No Such Thing As Time Travel. I managed to get about 2/3 of the way through it on this latest pass, looking for formatting inconsistencies, typos, missing quote marks, etc.

I pulled off the formatting to work in the yard. That was about 10:30 a.m. or so. Fortunately, I didn’t have any stock trading tasks to do yesterday. I worked pretty hard, mainly weed-eating at the front of our unbuilt lot, going around known blackberry plants and looking for new ones coming up. I worked on that until I figured the battery needed charging. I moved a few downed limbs, then raked some of the cuttings and put them on the compost pile. I didn’t even come close to finishing that. I also spent a little time working on a sitting-in-the-woods location to make it a spot where I could go out with a book, in the shade, drink coffee, and rest my body while working my mind.

I was almost done with outside work. I decided to tackle—that is, begin to tackle—a small woodworking project I’ve wanted to do for a couple of years. I figured out what I wanted to do, found the odd pieces of wood in the garage, and did some measuring and cutting. Possibly tomorrow I’ll work on it again. When that was done, I came into the house and checked the time. Almost 12:00 noon, so close to an hour and a half of this work.

I went to the hot sunroom for reading, a window fan making it tolerable. It was just a little over 90° there. I managed to get a few pages read in Boswell’s Life of Samuel Johnson, but not near enough to justify the time spent.

After a lunchmeat and cheese sandwich lunch, I headed back to The Dungeon for the Zoom conference. I won’t go into the work we were doing, just that it was a one-on-one conference related to our church’s Centennial celebration coming up in July. It was tedious, finding the correct places on Google Drive to put some files, creating new folders. I grew weary of it and, after 2 1/2 hours, told our committee chair I needed to leave. I had hit a wall and was unable to accomplish anything more. We had at least another hour of work, and by this time I was scrolling through folders and just seeing words or pictures racing by. I couldn’t find anything.

I went upstairs and, for an hour and a half, did nothing except sit in my reading chair, check a little on e-mail and Facebook, and nap. It was after 6:00 p.m. before I got up and started putting supper together. Fortunately, it was leftovers and pre-prepared salad.

By the time 8 p.m. rolled around, I was able to go back to the Google Drives and pick up where we had left off. Over the next hour I got a lot more done. It’s not finished, but it’s in better shape. I should be able to finish it today.

Well, for now it’s back to the book and try to finish that formatting today. Publication is getting closer.

Science and Faith

Faith and science work together, to my mind it brings completion.

When we were recently in Lynda’s hometown, Meade Kansas, we went to a library surplus book sale. We don’t need another book in this house, but such a sale is an irresistible tractor beam, so we went. I picked up two used books for a quarter each. One was on the British romantic poets. The other was some correspondence of Bertrand Russell.

I knew nothing about Russell, other than the name and a vague idea he was an atheist, or an anti-Christian, but don’t know where I got that idea. I’ve read nothing he wrote, no biography of him, nothing. I suppose his name might have been in something I read, but if so, I don’t remember anything about him. But I knew he was an important man. I won’t go into a bio of “Lord” Russell in this post. Let’s just say I know more about him now than I did before, though not as much as I feel I ought to know. More research is needed. I’m only about 40 pages into the book.

In response to one letter to him dealing with his atheism, Russell replied (on 2 December 1964) with this statement.

I think that all religions consist at least in part of believing things for which there is no evidence and I think that in face of such beliefs loyalty to evidence should be substituted.

That got me thinking about religion and science. People are often categorized as being either of faith or of science. “He’s a man of faith,” is a statement frequently heard. Or, the converse, “He’s a man of science.” This latter statement is usually presented as science being exclusive of faith, while the former seems to be neutral on science, or so it seems to me. I guess my question is: Why can’t it be both?

Science is obvious, especially since the scientific method came into vogue. You observe, experiment, document, and conclude. The result is a snippet of information for which there is evidence. The moon is not made of green cheese. It’s made of rock. Barnacles don’t grow without parentage (i.e. via spontaneous generation) as once thought. They are spawned. Disease isn’t caused by evil spirits, but by germs.

We can’t see these germs with the naked eye, of course. It takes a microscope. I remember the fun in university science lab, where we looked at a wastewater sample under the microscope and a rotifer propelled itself across the part of the sample in view. Now that was exciting! While we haven’t seen the germs, we read that others have seen them, observed them, documented what they do, and conclude that germs are real. Faith isn’t required to believe in germs. Nor in atoms, nor the parts of the atom. Well, maybe a little faith that those who have done the experimentation/observation have accurately concluded and reported. But what with peer reviews, etc., not much faith.

Going out the other way, we now have powerful telescopes. They give us evidence of what stars are, how far away they are, the different types of stars, and a whole lot about them. They give us evidence of galaxies, clusters of galaxies, and the incredible distance from ours to others. Faith is not involved.

But where did it all come from? The most powerful space-based telescopes, seeing light from a long time ago, are starting to give us hints of the universe’s forming. But it really doesn’t tell us the why.

Science is constantly changing. I remember a college chemistry professor telling us what a professor of his had told him 25 years earlier. That prof had said, “Forty percent of what I teach you will eventually be proven untrue.” I think that prof was correct. As science advances, as more experiments are conducted and observations expanded, our knowledge changes. That’s not a negative. That’s a good thing.

But it does remind us that science, in general, is a moving target, constantly changing as knowledge increases.

On the other hand, there is faith, which for this post I’ll define as belief in something for which you don’t have evidence. Belief in God, in His sovereignty. That God created all that we can see and experience. How wonderful is faith! How wonderful it makes the world. How it expands on the enjoyment of all that is around us.

I suppose I get a bit irked when I see things such as “Evidences for God”. I don’t read them any more. I remember reading on-line the transcript of a debate between an atheist and a Christian. Both gave long opening arguments. Then they got into their main, prepared arguments. The Christian debater went to great lengths to prove mathematically that God existed. What? Who needs evidence? Who needs proof? I quit reading after a couple of paragraphs.

I prefer to believe in God by faith. I need no evidence other than that described by the apostle Paul in Romans 1.

For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.

But that’s still a matter of faith, not of science. I’m sticking to faith, which enhances science. Does science confirm faith? Doesn’t matter. Faith needs no confirmation.

I’m going on in this life by faith. Come along with me.

April Progress, May Goals

Writing this on May 3 for posting on May 6. Lots done last month, ambitious goals for this month.

  • More work on those pesky research notes for the church Centennial book. I don’t know that I’ll worry about whether I finish it or not. Another hour or two will result in being close to done. I did what I said I would. Spent some time on it. It’s not done, but it’s further along.
  • Continue inching along with There’s No Such Thing As Time Travel. Not much for me to do but work with the cover creator and do a little more editing, by myself and with the critique group. And, inching along it continues. I made another editing pass, heard back a little from beta readers, and the cover artist/creator made significant progress. I think it will be published in May. I hope it will.
  • Work on the two Bible studies hand-in-hand. I anticipate finishing the “guts” of the one for this year, on Gethsemane and Arrest. The one on the Last Supper I don’t expect to finish, but who knows? I’m actually ahead of where I expected to be by this time, so maybe I can get the “guts” of it done too. I did finish the one on Gethsemane and Arrest. I also made significant progress on the other, but nowhere near finishing.
  • Attend writers groups.  Three will be in-person, and three on-line.  Done. Missed two due to the heart diagnostic procedure.
  • Blog twice a week, Mondays and Fridays. Done, with a little help from writing ahead and scheduling the posts.
  • Continue work on the “Available Works” part of my web site. Based on how much I have done, I ought to be able to do this. I’m not quite sure what I had in mind when I made this a goal. I was able to do more work on that section of my website, though it’s not quite done. Something for next month, I suppose.
  • One irregular item: Work on and finish the presentation I’m scheduled to make to the Northwest Arkansas Letter Writers Society on May 10. I have what I want to say planned out, have begun writing it, and have pulled together some graphics for a power point presentation. I worked on this but did not finish it. That may be my main work for the next week.

As for May goals, I’m not sure it will be a very productive month, but will set ambitious goals.

  • Finish preparing for my presentation to the NW Arkansas Letter Writers Society at the May 10 meeting. I would say that as of the date of this writing (May 3), I’m 50% done with prep work.
  • Complete all tasks and publish There’s No Such Thing As Time Travel. Very do-able, I think.
  • Attend writers meetings. There will be 5 or 6 this month, two in person and three or four on-line.
  • Make good progress on the second Bible study while I wait to hear from my beta reader on the first.
  • Finish those website updates. I think I have less than 30 minutes of work on this.
  • Complete work on the Centennial research notes. I think this will be another 2 or possibly 3 hours of work.
  • As always, blog twice a week, on Monday and Friday.

Book Review: Reagan In His Own Hand

Love him or hate him, this is excellent reading of historical significance.

Today should be the day for my writing progress & goals report, but I may be AWOI (away without internet), so I’m writing this post early ad scheduling it for posting on May 2.

The book Reagan In His Own Hand: The Writings of Rondal Reagan That Reveal His Revolutionary Vision For America is a great book. I began reading it a number of years ago, got maybe 1/3 of the way through it, and stopped. Why? Because I found it very intense, and more politics than I wanted to read at that time. I picked it up again a couple of months ago and got back into it.

It’s still intense, but I was able to read the rest of it by choosing a manageable amount per day and read just that. The book contains typescripts of the drafts Reagan wrote mainly of his radio addresses from 1975-1980ish. He wrote these on legal pads, doing what we all do when we draft on paper. He crossed out and inserted. He reworded and moved things around. Some staffer must have edited it. Somehow, it all came together into a script that Reagan read on the radio.

The book includes some other miscellaneous writings. Some are from his early years pre-politics, some from time as governor, some drafts of campaign speeches, and I think one or two presidential papers. Always they were typed from Reagans own writings.

My only complaint about this book is that they typescript includes all of Reagan’s handwritten edits.  These would be of interest to a researcher who wants to study Reagan’s composition style. For me as a reader, they were distracting, something I either needed to wade through and read or attempt to jump over and get to what the final version was. I mostly did the latter.

Whether you love Reagan or hate him, this book is good reading. If you hate Reagan, pick up a copy, read through it, get angry, and feed your hate. At least you’ll be reading historical stuff. If you love Reagan, well, what better thing to have than something written by him rather than something about him?

5-stars. It would be 4.5 stars if that were allowed, the 1/2 star lost for putting all the editing stuff in the typescripts. But it’s not a keeper. I don’t anticipate reading it again. Out to the sale/donation shelf it goes.

Book Review: A Gift of Miracles

A series of 31 short, inspiring stories. Well worth the read.

In our evening reading time, my wife and I recently read aloud A Gift of Miracles: Magical Stories to Touch Your Family’s Heart. This is a group of stories about events in peoples’ lives where something unexpected and, shall I say, miraculous happened.

Submitted by those whose stories they are, the book is by Jamie C. Miller, Laura Lewis, and Jennifer Basye Sander. I assume they are editors of this, though they may have served as co-writers with some who submitted their stories.

The book contains 31 inspiring stories, typically three to five pages. These are very much like the stories you find in Guideposts magazine, though this is not a Guideposts book. While this is a faith-based book, all the stories are not outwardly spiritual. No matter. It’s a good book.

If you find this book, it’s well worth a read. Read one story a day for a month. Or two if you have the time. Or read it straight through. You will be inspired.

While I liked the book and give it 5-stars, it is not a keeper, as I don’t see myself ever reading it again. If this is in a series, or we find another like it, we will probably pick it up and read it.

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