I believe in evolution.  I also believe that was God’s way of creating humanity.  (We still don’t know the fine details.)  I have problems with my evolutionary self (my genes) so that I’m not always ready to do the dishes after Loretta has slaved to prepare a fine meal.  And I get enthralled when I’m on Facebook and supposed to be writing this blog.

The other night I was sure there was a firefly dancing around my smoke alarm.  I got a sheaf of papers to swat it, and on closer inspection found it was the active light on the alarm.  I’m supposed to depend on these eyes when driving in traffic?

I’ll not despair.  I just won’t do things that require a strong young man anymore.  I’ll relax into that lazy, son-of-a-gun and wait for my son to come by.

Errant is a peculiar word in the English language: it has two almost opposite meanings.  If I am a knight errant, I am a knight going about the manly purpose of saving damsels in distress, and doing honorable deeds.  I am onto doing things related to the Spanish ir, to go.

However, if I am an errant human being, I am doing the wrong thing.  I have sadly fallen into the situation where I am not helping that damsel at all, I am doing the sort of thing which is not honorable, but related to the Latin errare, to make a mistake or stray.

Believe me, ladies, I want to be the Knight errant, and so far into the past I have succeeded.  My model is a white-robed, stalwart man from two thousand years ago, who was born on Christmas Day.

We say in the Apostle’s Creed: “Creator of Heaven and Earth.”  That could mean Creator of the immaterial and material, though Heaven is not all immaterial.  We know, from partially immaterial things, like the Higgs boson, which is on the borderline, that the immaterial need not exist alone.  The material, after all, does not exist alone either.  Haven’t you had a thought lately?

The immaterial likely has an influence on the material, witness Lourdes and Guadalupe, and for us, that is all to the good.  That there are wonders in the world we live in is something we know since we are conscious, and I accept that as one of the rigors of sanity.

We’ve all touched the borders of insanity; it’s part of being alive.  May I stay within the bounds of sanity to my dying day.

I was looking for the Optimum office, and after misjudging on which side of a six-lane road it should be (no turns permitted) I found it was closed. (Covid, undoubtedly).  So I tried the phone, although I never have any luck with these pre-recorded messages.  They said they’d call me back.

It’s been quite an adventure getting a hacked computer repaired, and costly — $180.  But the email sale of my book continues, if I can  convince an agent it’s worth it.  Prayers to that effect may be answered, as I never know what good surprises God has in store for me.

There are many influences in this life beside my own input, darkened by my evolutionary limits.  I’m sure the Lord understands, as author of it all.  So I smile and am grateful for a successful son who makes everything I did in raising him look right and wonderful.

Hi, I’m back.  I had the computer repaired by Geeks on Site, and while I’d like to say things are back to normal, I still can’t log onto my email.  Which brings up the subject of time.   All these things take time.  Time is not what I have plenty of anymore.  Life is such a great gift, and we only have a certain amount of time, so I did what I could with it.

Meeting the right people is part of it, and believe me, I met the right ones.  From my parents to my teachers, to my brothers, wife, nephews and nieces, they were all God-sent.  And my three sons, where did God find such perfectly human beings?  They weren’t perfect, but in Yiddish there’s a word for them—Menschen. And I met some fantastic friends.  I look forward to spending an eternity with all of them.

Yes, I believe.  I believe I know the teacher who taught me to believe as well as his mother did – and that was two thousand years ago.  I have read, studied and meditated on him, and thank God that was not omitted from my life, for I think every human alive has heard something of him.  I acknowledge the divine favor.