“All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field. The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the LORD blows on them. Surely the people are grass. The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever.” (Isaiah 40:6–8, NIV 1984).
Musings of Others – The visibility was poor with patchy fog, so the captain remained on the bridge keeping an eye on all activities. Shortly after dark, the lookout on the wing of the bridge reported, “light, bearing on the starboard bow.” “Is it steady or moving astern?” the captain called out. Lookout replied, “steady captain,” which meant they were on a dangerous collision course with that ship. The captain then called to the signalman, “signal that ship. We are on a collision course, advise you change course 20 degrees.” Back came…
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The Brew Is A Musing 