Quality Abounds

I suppose it is what I do. Make a plan, and compile the evidence as to why it is a good one. But...I can't wait to be rid of Cleveland Tennessee. Coming back from thanksgiving in Ohio, it occurred to me as we arrived back home how fat and stupid mostly everybody looks around here.

This observation was not helped by my trip tonight to the library. I, for some reason, started feeling all fancy and wanted to get a CD of Tchaikovsky. Alas, the Cleveland Public Library only had two CD's, both of which were different editions of "selections from the Nutcracker."

Of course, if I had been in the mood to sample any of Gary Chapman's 11 timeless works, I would have been in glorious luck.

Hear 'O steady and shaky hands.

Someday we will sail away. Not just away. We will sail There. It's no easy task.

And sometimes we faithless yell. "Captain, awake! We are drowning and You sleep!"

Ought we not follow in His way? To lay down beside the Master and rest a while in peace, tho the world wash away.

Lord, Wash it all Away.