Huddled in the Dark
Huddled In The Dark Here’s to hoping that one man’s struggles can help out another I share these thoughts as my cure and to help my fellow sister or brother I sit here…
Tribute to Tyler Walsh
I was in the car, driving alone, down my driveway when I received a text message from a long time friend of mine asking if I knew Tyler Walsh. I have coached baseball for many…
Special People
Saturday afternoon I was fortunate enough to be present for a very special celebration. I attended a celebration of life, the life of Joe Hubbard, my friend. Due to family commitments, I arrived later in…
Re-Post: Tribute to Sam Carey
I originally posted this tribute back in November when I heard the news that Sam Carey had passed away. Tonight his Central High School number 52 jersey will be retired in a halftime ceremony of…
Good people
Just a random thought passing through my head. Would American companies be better off by hiring and retaining good people or by hiring to a quota, demographic, or some model created in the spirit of…
We Were Friends
January, 2012 – We Were Friends. Recently a long time friend of mine passed away. I hesitate to say he lost a bought with cancer because he battled, he inspired, he laughed, he smiled,…
God’s plan – A tribute to Joe “Hub” Hubbard
I got home from my son’s hockey practice earlier this evening. After everyone settled in, I flipped on the Australian Open as background noise while I checked email, FB, the weather, and a few mindless things. My mindless escape from a couple of busy, if not trying, days, was instantly diverted. I felt my heart leap into my throat as I read Mark DiMarzio’s post first. My hopes of some alternate meaning shattered as I read posts on Hub’s FB wall.
Sunday Series – Christmas Edition – Silent Night
Silent Night. The most famous Christmas song of all-time. The lyrics of this song started as a poem written in the early 19th century by an Austrian priest. At the time the little village on…
Sunday Series – Christmas Edition – Away in a Manger
Away in a manger, No crib for His bed The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head Maybe you have a baby, or maybe someone else’s baby is the one, isn’t there or…
God’s plan – A tribute to Dennis Traynor and his family
I sit here with a heavy heart and tears in my eyes, as I cannot seem to make myself move a muscle. This is another tribute piece, not much different from one I wrote just…
Would you rather have 50 million dollars or live for an extra 50 years?
I don’t know how valuable $50 million is, but I do know that it wouldn’t have bought any more of the stuff I have been writing about. I would take the extra 50 years.
Sunday Series – Christmas Edition – Little Drummer Boy
I know the Little Drummer Boy doesn’t qualify as a Christmas hymn but I am including it in my series here. Based on the fact that several versions of this song appear in my YouTube…
Sunday Series – Where’s the line?
Once again I received a simple email from my mother and it prompted a post to my blog. It seems that emails from mom have this tendency. I love it mom, don’t stop sending them…
Sunday Series – Inside the first time
A few days ago I wrote a post called “The first time” and it was a short story about my first time seeing the Trans-Siberian Orchestra in concert. I have included that post here and…
Sunday Series – The Battle Hymn Of The Republic
This is the latest entry in my Sunday Series of posts to my blog. In the spirit of Veteran’s Day and also to touch on some of my favorite hymns, I thought this one belonged.…
Sunday Series – The Old Rugged Cross
I always pictured the hill far away, with the cross standing there for all to see. The cross there was never as finished as the ones seen in churches everywhere. The one I picture is crude, barely a cross, just enough to get the job done by those who put our Lord there to die. The picture in my mind is a sacred place where a stand was taken for all of us, past, present, and future. This space is near and dear to my heart, as without it we are all lost.
I think on the things we gather, the achievements we garner, the trophies we win, the awards bestowed upon us while we are here on earth. I can still hear my grandfather say “it’s all going to burn” as it relates to earthly possessions. Whether you believe or not, the possessions we have here on earth matter not once we are gone.
Things I Wish I Had Said
This is another topic suggested by Scott Berkun, “Make a list of things you wish you had said.” Once again I am going to put my own spin on this. I may come up with…
Sunday Series – Amazing Grace
Were it not for God’s Amazing Grace I would probably not be here to write this blog, or to do anything else for that matter. This is yet another heart wrenching, tear jerking hymn from…
Sunday Series – preview
Come back tomorrow for the 3rd installment of my Sunday Series. Tomorrow I touch on the hymn, Amazing Grace, and it’s meaning to me. Thank you for checking out 1inawesomewonder.
Sunday Series – Just as I am
The sermon closes, the organ and/or piano plays, the congregation is standing and singing. Those singing are on the edge of tears, pulling for those who battle the urge to come forward. One steps to…
Sunday Series – How great thou art
The title of the hymn, ‘How great thou art’, says it all really. As I have written before, it really is one of my favorite hymns. Singing the words, or even hearing a beautiful version of this…
Our loss. Heaven’s gain.
This is an update to a post I published back on October 6th. On October 11th, my family and our church family lost another dear friend. Rev. Lafayette Pinckney passed away on October 11th. Although…
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