A Poem

My day old Son is plenty scrawny
His mouth is wide with screams of yawny
His ears seem larger than he's needing
His nose is flat
His chin's receding
His skin is very, very red
He has no hair upon his head
And yet I'm proude as proude can be
To hear you say
He looks like ME!

Jesus said in Matthew

28 "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."

MARCH MADNESS

Every year we hear about March Madness!
Just why does March get this distinktion? Other than the "beware the ides of March" I have no disrespect for the month that comes in like a lion and goes out on the lamb! But where is the madness? Unless it comes from cabin fever after being couped up all winter in the frozen northland, I just can't figgure it out. One could be gone mad all year from what I've seen. Well, I am forced to file this one under things that make you go Hmmm.