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April 13, 2026

Then sings my soul

by chuckofish

How was your weekend? Daughter #1 and I went to a couple of good estate sales on Saturday and got a random selection of items–an X-acto knife, a Christmas wreath holder, an extension cord–you know, the usual. We had to walk a mile to the first house in Grantwood Village, the nice neighborhood bordering Grant’s Farm. The other house was around the corner from my house, but we still had to do some walking to get there. Got my steps in on Saturday! I went home and rested, knowing that I had a big night ahead of me.

For Christmas daughter #1 gave everyone tickets to see…

We headed down to Chaifetz (on the campus of St. Louis University) and got there a good 45 minutes early–there was a lot of traffic or we would have been there an hour early. The boy and the twins, like good Presbyterians, arrived right as the concert started.

It had been a long time since I had been to a concert in such a large venue! (Springsteen in ’87?) It was pretty exciting!

Zach Williams was wonderful–I got really choked up when he started his first song–Jesus Loves–but that is who I am now. It was great to see Mac Powell and Third Day who were also in fine form. We were great fans in the late ’90s/early aughts.

The twins, I think, had a really good time at their first Christian rock concert, especially the bud who is a rock fan–Free Bird is his fave.

Lottie had played in two lacrosse games that day and was a bit tired, but she was eventually singing along with everyone else.

Anyway, I had a really fun time out of my comfort zone and that is a lesson for us all.

We were out late, but I made it to church at the regular time and heard an excellent sermon on Joshua 10:1-27: The Lord fights for his people! I really love Joshua a lot–one of those truly great “mighty men of valor”. Speaking of mighty men of valor, Mike Matheny‘s grandchild was getting baptized–but at the 11:00 service! I looked around before I left after Adult Ed, but I didn’t see him. 😭 C’est la vie.

We started a new 5-week Adult Ed term. It was hard to choose a class, but I went with “Amusing Ourselves to Death” about social media, mostly because I like the man leading the class. It should be interesting.

After church I headed out to the bud’s lacrosse game…

(And here’s Lottie at her game on Saturday)

She is small, but mighty! You go, girl!

Have a good week!

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April 10, 2026

Well, we made it to Friday, again.

by marycompton

I hope you had a nice Easter. I was a greeter and reader at the Sunrise Service in Forest Park. It was like 45 degrees with a brisk wind. The standing up and sitting down kept us warm. But the lengthy Presbyterian sermon almost did me in. By the end, I went and stood in the sunshine outside the World’s Fair Pavilion. It was a nice service—and it is fun to do something a little different. Plus there were donuts.

For Christmas, I gave my brother and his family tickets to see Third Day and Zach Williams and that weekend is finally upon us. The closest I’ve come to a Christian concert is when I went to see Billy Graham in high school and DC Talk and Kirk Franklin performed. This will be an experience. But props to Weber Chevrolet for being the corporate sponsor. If I wanted to buy a Chevrolet, I’d buy one from them.

I also have the DAR on Saturday. Sigh. I only have two meetings left during my term as Regent. Praise hands all around.

Finally, I don’t have any cute pictures of Mr. Smith because he has been an absolute maniac all week. This has truly been the vibe.

The dog really hates my slippers.

Have a great weekend!

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April 9, 2026

Look at the birds of the air: they do not sow or reap or gather into barns—and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them.*

by chuckofish

I made it to the prairie! A very windy trip indeed, but I am getting the hang of it.

We have had a productive few days…

…doing puzzles, taking walks…

…organizing the girls’ room which they are are now sharing with our antique twin beds…

Good times.

Today we have another day together with plans for more organizing fun. The weather has been great, but it will probably rain when I head home tomorrow. C’est la vie.

Embrace the simple pleasures in your life and be grateful for them. The blue sky, smart kids, good food, God’s beautiful creation, encouraging friends, faithful family.

*Matthew 6:26

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April 7, 2026

A little that a righteous man has/ Is better than the riches of many wicked*

by chuckofish

Everything is greening up nicely in flyover country. I am heading up to the prairie for a few days today for some hang-out time with the girls and the prairie prince. The speedwagon is loaded up and raring to go. But first I have to vote for city council members and school board members. It is my civic duty!

And this is one of the greatest things I’ve seen in a long time:


Who knew Bluegrass was a thing in Japan?!

Look up! Pray for the day ahead. Pray that you might bring glory to God, in thought, word and deed. Thank God that his mercies are new every morning. Thank God that his grace is sufficient for all situations that you may encounter.

*Psalm 37:16

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April 6, 2026

Sons of men and angels say

by chuckofish

I hope you had a wonderful Easter weekend. Mine was lovely. I went to the Friday night Good Friday service at church which was appropriately solemn. On Saturday daughter #1 and I finished watching Ben Hur (1959) which never disappoints.

(With a wineglass and a Westie in hand)

On Sunday I went to church with the boy and the twins, plus daughter #3 and her mother who is in town. It was nice to hear her Mom comment on how bright and sunny our church is, how the music is not all doom and gloom and no one looked askance or batted an eye at the children in the pews acting like children. Well, yes.

After church we all went over to the boy’s house where we ate a lovely brunch, drank Mimosas and then sat around talking. What could be better? Not much. I didn’t take any actual pictures, but you get the picture.

Meanwhile on the prairie daughter #2 and her famille celebrated in like fashion.

…in vintage smocked dresses of course.

There were Easter egg hunts on both ends…

Good times.

Sorry to hear that the Illini lost to UConn, but c’est la vie. And, hey, it’s lacrosse season!

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April 3, 2026

O Sacred Head, now wounded

by chuckofish

It is the culmination of Holy Week. Good Friday and on to Easter!

But tomorrow is also my father’s birthday.

Amazing to think he was born 104 years ago! He died in his seventieth year and as I am turning 70 in a few weeks, I am feeling reflective.

The older I get, the more I think I am like him and less like my precious mother. We have the same curiosity about certain things, but lack the genius that my siblings inherited from our mother. We have the same weaknesses and insecurities. We are introverts. I find myself driving to the P.O. just to get out of the house like he did. He was a bad example to me in many ways and that has helped me avoid some pitfalls. But then, I never took part in WWII, nor did I have to support a family. I have no idea whether he was a Believer. Is he in heaven? Is he in hell? I cannot say. He never went to church with us, although he was a card-carrying Episcopalian his whole life. But we know that frequently means nothing. He is, in the final analysis, a mystery to me.

I hope I am not a complete mystery to my children. I mean, you never know everything about a person. We all have our secrets. But I think they know me pretty well. And if they have a question, they can ask. Only God knows our true heart. There is no escaping Him.

(And never forget this about ANCIII.)

I went to our Maundy Thursday service last night and it was wonderful. I held it together until two soloists sang this song during communion:

We had our high school cellist accompanying them as well. And here’s a hymn for Good Friday:

Anyway, have a blessed Easter. I pray that all those who go to a service on Sunday for the first time this year will want to return before next Christmas.

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April 2, 2026

The full extent of His love

by chuckofish

It is Maundy Thursday. I watched Sinclair Ferguson’s lesson on the Foot Washing in Five Stages–physically and theologically, in which He reveals Himself as the One who served us in order that we might serve others.

I read Luke 22 and reformed commentary on the subject of the Last Supper. And I started watching the Hillsdale College online course on C.S. Lewis.

I also listened to a barred owl outside my window last night being very talkative.

All highly recommended.

And here’s a poem by George Herbert (1593-1632): “Love”

LOVE bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
            Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
    From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
            If I lack’d anything.

‘A guest,’ I answer’d, ‘worthy to be here:’
            Love said, ‘You shall be he.’
‘I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
            I cannot look on Thee.’
Love took my hand and smiling did reply,
            ‘Who made the eyes but I?’

‘Truth, Lord; but I have marr’d them: let my shame
            Go where it doth deserve.’
‘And know you not,’ says Love, ‘Who bore the blame?’
            ‘My dear, then I will serve.’
‘You must sit down,’ says Love, ‘and taste my meat.’
            So I did sit and eat.

(The photo of the grape hyacinths is from Don.)

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April 1, 2026

How’s it goin’?

by chuckofish

I did some outside work yesterday and it wore me out in, like, 15 minutes. But it’s going to rain for the rest of the week and through Easter (typical) so I wanted to get out there.

Anyway, I thought it was really cool that Gatlin Didier @gatlin_didier and his grandmother Arleta Kay Didier @grannybibbins went to the White House last week.

I guess they had a great time:

I have bought their beef (shipped nationwide) and it is excellent!

This article in the NYTimes about the end of the free-range childhood made me think of my own childhood and how my friend Leah and I would walk all over downtown Clayton, eat lunch at a diner and walk home to her house. We would ride bikes down McKnight Road over to Delmar (before highway I-70 was built) to go to some drugstore to buy candy. We would be gone for hours. We were in fourth grade–9 or 10 years old in 1966. Leah was a free-range kid to be sure and I’m not sure my mother would have approved had she really known what was going on. But I survived and was probably the better for having been pushed out of my comfort zone. My children who grew up in the eighties and nineties did not do this and the twins who are that age now would never. And I’m not sure they could do that and find their way home! Different times.

And this is cool.

Have a great day!

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March 31, 2026

Who do you say that I am?

by chuckofish

Well, it’s March 31! We are in Holy Week! What are you doing to mark that?

I am watching Franco Zeffirelli’s Jesus of Nazareth (1977) which I still think is really well done. You can skip the first hour and move on to the part with Jesus. Robert Powell as Jesus is impressive. But James Farentino as Peter and Ann Bancroft as Mary Magdalene were never better. Truly.

I really love them both.

And watching brings back my trip to the Holy Land in 2018 and I am so glad I went. It was the trip of a lifetime. I stood in the Jordan River. Wow.

Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? 27 And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?[a] 28 And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, 29 yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 30 But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? 31 Therefore do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. 33 But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.

34 “Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.

–Matthew 6:26-34


Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.

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March 30, 2026

Through cloud and sunshine, abide with me

by chuckofish

How was your weekend? Here in flyover country the temperatures plummeted on Friday from a high of 92 on Thursday to the low forties! But we still had a nice weekend. The sun was shining and it wasn’t super windy.

On Friday night daughter #1 and I watched the first half of Ben Hur (1959) which marks the official start of Holy Week. We made it to end of the sea battle…

We can no longer do the whole 3.5 hours at one time. We’ll watch the rest on Easter Saturday. Such a great pre-CGI movie!

The twins were excited to participate in the Palm Sunday service–the children sang a special song, “Hail Jesus You’re My King”…

…and then processed around the sanctuary waving palms. They were really into it. But as the bud admitted, “Benjamin is the best singer; he really belts it out!” I agreed. “Yes, he closes his eyes when he sings!”

We heard a good sermon on Luke 19:28-40 and we finished our class on the Westminster Shorter Catechism. I was never good at memorizing and now it is a lost cause, but I wish I could memorize all 107 Q&A’s. Well, I do know #1:

Q. 1. What is the chief end of man?
A. Man’s chief end is to glorify God, and to enjoy him for ever.

I also went back to church for the evening Service of Lament, which was something new. It was quite moving, especially when our music director sang this song:

In other news, I went to the Queeny Park Art Fair on Saturday because my friend Becky @rhworkshandmade was exhibiting her amazing punch designs.

Daughter #1 and I had lunch afterwards at the Village Bar for my weekly hamburger. It’s the simple pleasures, am I right?

O Lord, how happy should we be
If we would cast our care on Thee,
If we from self would rest;
And feel at heart that One above,
In perfect wisdom, perfect love,
Is working for the best!

–Hudson Taylor

And from 1987:

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