Happy Fourth of July

We are experiencing very mind weather here this year – it was in the low 60s this morning and only mid-80s now. I picked tobacco hornworms off the tomato plants, tried to mow the yard (mower choked out and so I’ll have to try after it – and I – “rest” a bit). After while, I’m going to check where I can take Tucker and see some FIREWORKS.

and I splurged and had a bowl, a big bowl, of chocolate ice cream!

Y’all have fun, stay cool, try to behave, now.

How will your obituary read?

Once again, the obituary read, “She was an avid golfer….” Down here in golf country, that’s not surprising – most people move here from other parts of the country for the golf, when they retire.

But it’s sad, too, that a life that has ended, a soul sent on its way to God for the Final Judgment, should be celebrated and remembered for something so superficial as chasing a little ball around and trying to hit it into a little hole in the ground.

When I die, I want my obituary to read of my conversion, my love of God and His Church, my eagerness to share the Faith… I don’t know that it would, since my survivors are hardly likely themselves to care about such things. But it’s what I aspire to.

How should we live, in order to merit a more substantial memorial than “she was an avid golfer”?