Mark's Views, Perhaps — from behind my eyeballs
Mi nose was stuffy, plugged, congested, and/or mormada this morning.
So, with a built-in tribute to are anguished English language
And in memory of the Burma Shave
I present “Ode to My Node,” composed well before breakfast this morning… Read it all
“Promotion cometh neither from the east,
nor from the west,
nor from the south.
But God is the judge:
he putteth down one,
and setteth up another”
(Psalm 75:6,7).
Only is a little four-letter word.
But it sure can encompass great things!
Another short post: Thank you, Lord.
And this on Twitter: Read it all
To file in the Blame the Teacher for the School Fire folder: