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Why did the cowboy buy a dachshund?

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Professor Howdy said...

Why did the cowboy buy a dachshund?
Someone told him to get a long little doggy.

Professor Howdy said...

“The world is charged with the grandeur of God,” writes Gerald Manley
Hopkins in one of his most famous poems. After lines filled with life and
wonder, Hopkins turns his phrases toward how the Industrial Revolution had
crushed nature under the blows of technology and economic exploitation.
Yet, the grandeur remains.

Even living beside the ever-buzzing city of Los Angeles, I see patches of
glory, despite the concrete prairies that we have today. The fluttering
of a poplar leaf, the quick flowering of a poppy that falls and makes ten
more, the snow-smattered mountains unveiled after a rainstorm, and the
bees swarming like an army around the blooming trees that bookend my
firewood pile. These peek out of the noisy city-life and remind me of

These hints take me back to a moment where everything seemed just right
in the world. Yet the difficulty with this kind of moment is it is shy of our
manufacturing it. You may even return to a location, but the sense is no
longer there—almost as if a clear patch of meaning crossed paths with
yours and you spend much of your life wondering if you will cross paths

A moment for me was beside a glacier in the Bugaboos in the Canadian
Rockies. I was in my teens. My mother took my sister and me to enjoy
heli-hiking. This is an activity where a helicopter drops you off at
remote ridges, places that seem untouched by human hands, and you
hike to a rendezvous to enjoy a cook-out lunch over an emerald lake.

One afternoon, I decided not to go with the group. Rather, I wanted to
hike alone up toward the glacier that overlooked the lodge. After a few
hours, I arrived at the end of the trail. The August air was smooth and
warm with a soft, cool breeze tumbling down the canyon. I was in a field
of white boulders with small patches of green grass. It was idyllic, like
a picture from a book of fairy tales. I perched atop one of the boulders
overlooking the glacier and enjoyed a sandwich. A ground squirrel
scurried across the patches of grass. A brook gurgled. Below me, in the
distance, I could see the lodge and the trail. The mountain was alive.
The goodness of God was present. I felt like I had crossed paths with
something that made the whole world mean something more.

Out of my backpack I pulled my portable headphones. I had brought my
favorite musician with me, Rich Mullins, who taught me how to see God
through poetry and beauty. I played a song that seemed appropriate:

There is such a thing as glory and there are hints of it everywhere
And the hints are overwhelming and its scent is in the air
It’s more powerful than morning, oh, the morning can’t compare
To such a thing as glory (1)

God was pouring out glory that day. Or perhaps it would better for me to
say that He’s always pouring out glory. That day was special because for
a brief moment I really caught a glimpse of it. I had stilled myself
enough to see what the psalmist had also seen three thousand years prior:

The heavens declare the glory of God,
And the sky above proclaims his handiwork.
Day to day pours out speech,
And night to night reveals knowledge.
There is no speech, nor are there words, whose voice is not heard.
Their voice goes out through all the earth,
And their words to the end of the world. (Ps 19:1-4)

Always good, always present, always glory—the unrelenting voice of
creation. That is God revealing Himself. And “we who come beneath
His mercies will be compelled to sing.” (2) Dale Fincher

(1) Rich Mullins, Winds of Heaven, Stuff of Earth, “Such a Thing as
Glory,” (1988).

(2) Ibid.

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Professor Howdy said...

We should rejoice with thankfulness that the Lord in His infinite mercy has
most signally favored our country and our people. For all these things, it
is meet that the voice of the nation should go up to God in devout homage.
--President Chester Arthur, 1881


[Jesus said,] "I am the good shepherd; I know My sheep and My
sheep know Me - just as the Father knows Me and I know the
Father - and I lay down My life for the sheep."

--John 10:14-15

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