Saturday, January 6, 2018

It Comes With The Territory

The Story Continues....

Yesterday, while sitting in a Clinic Lobby waiting for Syl to come out I noticed a Mother and her small 2 year old girl come in. The little one went directly to the Butterfly wall and stood looking at it. After sitting down for only a minute or so she was up and running around testing every seat in the house and playing while "Mom" sat watching her... Everyone thought she was so cute... for about 10 minutes then her "cuteness" started wearing off and "Mom" tried to corral her to no avail.

Finally, I got up and walked over to the Butterfly Wall and took a taped butterfly and put it in my pocket then returned to my seat just a few away from Mom and Daughter.

I got their attention and asked the little girl, "Hey you want to see what I have?" pulling the butterfly from pocket......

The mother smile and told her "Go see what he has."

The little one shyfully crept close and I asked her to put out her finger, which she did and I placed the butterfly on the tip of her index finger and said. "But you have to be quiet or it will fly away." holding my finger to my lips....shhhhh"

The little girl's eyes widen as she looked at "her" butterfly then at the butterfly wall....

Then she quietly walked around the room showing everyone her butterfly but each time putting her finger to her lips and going "shhhhhhhh.... mine." with a big smile...

The Mother watched in amazement then turned to me and said... "You.. must be a Grandfather?"

My reply..." Actually a Grandfather and Great Grandfather.. it comes with the territory."

Life is too short not to live to the fullest....

Johnny

Thursday, December 21, 2017

Giving The Gift of Kiindness

Its the time of year when gifts are past back and forth.  We spend so much trying to make sure that what we give will  be heart felt and enjoyed.

But, what we tend to forget is that the gifts we give do not measure anywhere near as much as our compassion and love towards one another throughout the year.  Its not the material things we give that will be remembered.  Sometimes it's the little things that stand out to those who needed our understanding.   Things like...

A phone call just to say hello and let you know that your thinking of them.....

A pat on the back to re-assure them that what they are doing is appreciated.....

A welcoming handshake to the neighborhood for someone who has just moved in.....

A here let me get that for you....

Maybe just sitting and listening for a few minutes and sharing what your day has been like...

Or stopping to buy a cup of home-made lemonade from the brother and sister act down the street even though you have 2 bottles of water there in car with you.

So many times we pass by an opportunity to let those who mean so much to us or just to a fellow person who could use a little help because we are so wrapped up in our own lives.

Tis that time of the season.... Take time....

Merry Christmas to all...

Johnny






Monday, November 6, 2017

Someday

Someday....

We will wake up and:

Realize that another's life is to special to be taken away from those that love them.

We'll understand that taking another's life is the most Selfsh act that anyone can do.

We will accept that the lives of those around us are not here on this earth for us to control, manipulate or bring harm to.

But also we will realize that there are those who are evil and that no matter what, they will let their presence be known and for those, we can only pray they not come our way.

And then one day, God will realize that it is a time for a Miracle to happen...

Because thats the only way these things can end...

Lord... Please take Hate fom our hearts and our souls.

And please Lord, let that someday come soon.

Johnny

Monday, September 25, 2017

Sneak Away.....


Yesterday... I went to the Ivanpah Dry Lake Recreation area at the Nevada/California State Line...

Once on it, I drove for about 5 miles along its edge leaving the sounds of civilization behind me.
After getting out of the car and walking out into the flats of the scrub brush I stopped and looked back at the Highway which was about 3 miles away across the dry lake bed. I watched the line of cars lead up and over hills leading into California now moving silently up and away. 

Only a few minutes before I had been one of those thousands trudging down the road, trapped among the honks and clanks, caught up in our maddening world of having to get somewhere before it's to late....

But now I was all alone, if nothing but for a little while. And ya know what... It was nice...

It was only then did I realize that there was nothing to be heard. There was no wind blowing, nothing stirring... no sound... none...Total silence..

I stood there for a few minutes and tried to hear something... Nothing... how odd... It was like the desert was saying... "Nope... Don't need it." and I've got to admit that there for just a few minutes... it was enjoyable......

Now don't get me wrong. I love our world, our people, our country. I love being part of it.. But... every now and then..... I just think everyone should have a little alone time...

So. if ya don't hear from me, don't worry... I'm still here... I just snuck away for a little bit...
johnny

Friday, September 8, 2017

If Only.....

Sometimes, there are things in our world,

that we wish we could change....

But there are others that we wouldn't change for the world....

We think back and we think forward.... 

And wonder what would happen if only we had that power....

To be able to say ....

Oh.... If only....

But we can't do that..... 

Thats not the way it was meant to be.

So I guess the best we can do...

Is be happy with what and who we are...

Besides.... I'm not sure that if we had that power...

If we were able to have everything just exactly our way...

To be able to be in total control...

Come to think of it, No... I don't think we could handle it...

Because....

Knowing us, we would still ask for more....

So.. thats why each morning as I start my day...

I ask him to help me.... with....

"Lord... please show me your way...."

Johnny


Sunday, August 20, 2017

Sometimes It's Hard to Keep Quiet

With getting older I find that when I see something going on around me that just doesn't seem right I want to speak out and say... Wait, don't do that.

I want to tell them.  Trust me, I know because I was headed down that path and I know from my own results where that will get you.

So many times I took off in a direction that ended up with me trying to have to take back what I said or fix what I had done.

Isn't it funny how we think we know what we're doing and what it will get us only to find that if we would have stopped first and thought about it, we probably wouldn't have taken that path.

There is the old saying "Don't sweat the little things." But in reality, it's the little things that turn into BIG things before we realize it and then it's to late.

"Oh I'll only do it this one time" turns into a second time and a third until it becomes a "norm" and we don't even realize that "we" have changed who or what we are becoming a "different" person.

I look back now and think to myself... What a fool....  Why did you go there?  What were you thinking." and I shake my head.

There are things that I have done that I know has hurt, scarred and that I have burnt bridges behind me which I know is not a good thing and wish I hadn't done so, but now, all I can say is, that I'm sorry.

With age comes a higher level of understanding of what life is all about I think.  Oh trust I am still learning and will never know it all thats for sure.

So when I see others who are just starting their journey and have so many paths to pick from, I now realize that it is their journey not mine. That they will learn also from their mistakes and actions just as I did.

I guess I have to just say... Be careful, and good luck.....

Johnny....

Onward thru the Fog.....





Thursday, August 3, 2017

A Place To Sit and Listen

I don't know why...

The old rural route road sign was almost hidden from sight and the small road went up and over the hill side so quickly that you couldn't tell what was back in there..

 It took me almost a minute on down the highway before I decided I had to go back to see.... It was like it was calling me.  

Way back at the end of the winding country road I came upon an old mill pond with a waterfall under the old abandoned mill shed...

Sitting on the bank.... It was now obvious why I needed to find it.

So, I did what it told me to do....

I sat and listened.

And it told me it's story...


Old Mill Rd. South Central Louisiana