A digital commonplace for a Regular Guy called Charlie Pharis

Author: Charlie Pharis (page 21 of 165)

I Can’t Get This Passage Out of My Mind…

God’s been rocking my world over the last week with these words

O God, you have taught me from my earliest childhood,
and I constantly tell others about the wonderful things you do.
Now that I am old and gray,
do not abandon me, O God.
Let me proclaim your power to this new generation,
your mighty miracles to all who come after me.

Sooooo…This Is the Blog….

Remember those old commercials – I can’t remember the product – where the guy sits down for a scrumptious meal, and exclaims…

So this is the dining room!

Well, in AT* time it seems this little space has been more than a little neglected. Now, don’t get me wrong…I’m all over the real-time quickness of Twitter. But sometimes you just need more than 140 characters.

So, for what it’s worth, in case all two of you loyal readers notice, I think I’m going to be spending a little more time over here. Blow off the dust, open the blinds…

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*After Twitter

Sunday Night Unwind, 08.03.08…

Long, interesting day today. In case you’re interested – all two of you – it went and is going something like this…

  • The soundtrack for tonight’s Unwind is courtesy of Willie Nelson and Wynton Marsalis. Love their new CD, Two Men with the Blues! Some reviewer talked about how Willie’s losing it vocally. Maybe, but the blues in his voice is the real deal! (Can I get an Amen?)
  • “The Boy” was home for a surprise visit over the weekend. Always good to spend a little time with him. Even if some of that time was spent in Bass Pro Shop! (Camouflage light switch covers, anyone? Maybe a largemouth bass mailbox? What about a toilet paper roller made out of deer antlers?) And we think Jesus Junk is way out there!
  • Talked about power this morning. Which was especially apropos since many of our people had been without it for about 12 hours!
  • Overheard one of our women say something like…“I was so focused on Charlie’s sermon I forgot to take notes!” Cool. I guess…
  • Had a great opportunity to bless a couple in our church in a very real, specific way. And that was very cool!
  • Lunch. O’Charley’s. Saw about 7 of my Y folks who were paranoid about what they were eating. Too funny! (I guess it’s kind of like when you see your teacher in the grocery store or something like that!)
  • Talked about Barnabas this evening. I think of all the characters in the Bible, I’d like to be like ol’ Barney! Encourager and all that jazz…
  • Mad dash after our evening service to the lake for a farewell party for my Y boss. Pretty low-key affair, about a dozen or so folks. Good food, good fun, lousy Jimmy Buffett/Kenny Chesney wannabe providing the entertainment. (The bottom of the check said, “Live music 3-8 pm Sunday.” One of our Y peeps observed: “It’s after 8, and there hasn’t been any live music since we got here, but that guy keeps on going!”)
  • The shrimp po-boys aren’t quite the same in Cherokee County, Georgia as they are in N’awlins, but they’ll do in a pinch.
  • I just realized that next-to-last bullet point was very un-Barnabas-like. (“Forgive me, Lord, and bless all the pygmies in the Congo!”)
  • Treated Dr. Jerry Vines to Starbucks on the way home. He was just in from Springdale, Arkansas. “Not the end of the world, but you can see it from there,” I opined.
  • While at Starbucks, I watched one of the baristas roll his own smoke. I thought that was a lost art that went out when Moses was just a corporal. Interesting….
  • Finishing up a little reading, then off to bed, because 4 am comes dark and early!
  • Oh, one more thing…our little a/c replacement is only going to be less than $15,000. Notice I said “only.” Lots better than the 19 grand we originally thought it was going to be.

I’m out. See y’all in the morning!

Sunday Night Unwind, 07.27.08…

Slee-py tonight! Been running all weekend…let’s keep this one brief, shall we?

  • The soundtrack for tonight’s Unwind is a mixed bag, all courtesy of Pandora. Switching between Nightnoise, Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings, and, thanks to a suggestion from my buddy Gary Lamb, Piano Man (including the “title cut” live!)
  • Speaking of Piano Man, Billy Joel’s The Stranger was the first album I bought at the pseudo-socialist, but very cheap co-op in Tallahassee, Florida when I was a freshman in college. Good stuff!
  • I’ve also been digging some Harry Chapin this weekend, especially my favorites, “Mr. Tanner,”“WOLD,” and “30,000 Pounds of Bananas.”
  • A little better crowd this morning. About a quarter of our attendees were guests! Cool!
  • Any message that includes references to Randy Bohlender and Chris Elrod can’t be all bad, right?
  • I got just a tad excited this morning as well. Enough of that!
  • Oh, and we’re spending about $19,000. On freakin’ air conditioners! That stinks!
  • The lovely and gracious “Mrs. Just Charlie” is back to school officially tomorrow. She’s already been almost every day this past week, but tomorrow she “has” to be there.
  • Came thaaaaat close to going on up to NewSpring yesterday and blowing off the ‘Crest today. We were already in the huge metropolis of Commerce, Georgia, just down I-85 from Anderson. Decided against it. Did I mention that I wasn’t overly impressed with the outlet center in Commerce?
  • Finishing up some reading – Mark – and writing a bit in my Moleskine.

That’s about it! 4:00 a.m. will be here before you know it! Off to bed pretty soon!

When “They” Tell You You Can’t…

I was an innocent bystander in a conversation today that reminded me of a couple of quotes.

The first one, attributed to Vincent van Gogh, appeared on my old blog a little over three years ago…

If you hear a voice within you say “you cannot paint,” then by all means paint and that voice will be silenced.

And this one, attributed to some anonymous Chinese proverbist…

The man who says, “it cannot be done” should never get in the way of the man who is doing it.

And finally, one of my dad’s favorite Howardisms…

“Can’t” never could do anything.

Isn’t it funny – and rather tragic – that people who’ve never attempted something, or who have failed at it, are the first and loudest ones to explain why “that’ll never work”?