Topic: Dailies

Bell Peppers

by

Leo Crocker Rogers

Is fear good? Sometimes.

The plane is going to crash. I have two parachutes. You do not have one. I say, "Put one on. Here it is." You say, "No. I think I'll jump without one." I say, "Please reconsider." " No. No. I am okay." So I take you by the feet and hang you out the door (gently). You are scared out of your wits. Stark fear. I pull you back into the aircraft. You then say, "I'd like a parachute." When safely on the ground with the plane in flames a hundred yards away, I ask you, "Why did you refuse the chute?" You say, "I thought I could land safely without it." Sounds like life without Soul. What does it take to get us to listen?

Who takes the time these days to help those that are clearly going down the wrong path? How about us? Do we take the time to listen when someone tells us we are going down the wrong path?

Others should listen to us. We should listen to them. In both cases, run the ideas through the double sieve of the Ten Commandments and the Nine Beatitudes. If there is no conflict. If the idea gets through both sieves, consider the idea. Suggest they do the same thing. It is not personal.

I bought two new tires yesterday. Well really one. Both failing tires were under warrantee for life, but guess what, "life" is not really life. Life is "three" years according to the small print on the back of the warrantee. So the tire company graciously gave me one tire for free and charged me for the other. Their point was that I had been rolling on the tires for 11 years and that was beyond their "life" time warrantee. It is nice when someone, even a company, who has the might to make ethics the way they wish, compromises and meets the customer half way seeing as how "small" print is always a surprise. By the way, the tire company is Discount Tire from whom I have been purchasing tires for many vehicles for over two decades.

It rained last night. In Phoenix, that is special. I mean you can hear the trees and grass sing. "The skies are dark, the lightening strikes, and the thunder rolls, oh what a wonderful day. Enjoy it now for soon the sun will shine again."

My first kitchen-window bell pepper was picked and eaten today. Nothing like home grown. Skipper and I enjoyed even the seeds. Just another day in paradise.

Say goodnight Gracie. Good night George.