I Can Still Hear You and See You. 11/7/2026

 Good Morning,

A little goose hunting is waiting for me today. I packed a hot bottle of Door County Spiced Apple Pie Coffee and it is time to write. 

Today we would be celebrating my dad's birthday. There isn't much left of the old regime. Mom and Dad are both gone. One sibling went early and many aunts and uncles are now gone as well. So for the immediate family of old, my brother and I are all that's left. We have 3 children between the two of us. 

I wouldn't say today is a day of sorrow. Because for some reason. I am blessed to have many good memories of my Dad. He was not easy on us, yet He was there whenever needed. 

He shaped our work ethics and respect for the outdoors. He was a proud American and made sure we knew where Bataan was. We knew enough about Pearl Harbor, Iwo Jima, Korea, and what a concentration camp was. If a movie had John Wayne in it, the movie could be watched at least 50 times. You are not warm unless it is 85 degrees in the living room. Anything less than that is cold. 

Popcorn was best eaten with a spoon so as to not get your fingers greasy.  I said I can still hear him and see him. I am not talking about ghost sightings. But every now and then I will say something that Dad would say. My brother often walks fast like the old man, with a penguin hitch. When I throw a log on the fire. I judge the log as to if it will last all night or not. A"Polee" is good for the night. Why he referred to an unsplit log as a polee I will never know. But I would bet I could trace that title back another generation. 

So later before going to bed tonight, I will throw a "Polee on the hearth and then "brew a batch, which means make some popcorn. He left a lasting impression. 

God bless. If you still have your parents be sure to visit often, If not, let your memories be sweet.

Marty

Operation Christmas Child 11/6/2026

 Good Morning,

I just poured a large, hot cup of Door County Maple Coffee and it is time to write. 

Mark 9:37 NIV Whoever welcomes one of these little children in my name welcomes Me, and whoever welcomes Me, does not welcome Me,but welcomes the One who sent Me

Last night I attended a meeting at our church and when I left I grabbed three shoe boxes designated for "Operation Christmas Child".I brought them home as I have in the past and gave them to my wife Rene to fill with things like pens, pencils, small toys, note books , jump ropes, tooth brushes. The list and one can use their imagination  as to what else can go into the boxes is endless. The boxes are then collected at church and our boxes join other boxes from other churches and are then given to less fortunate children around the world. 

It's nice to see how Rene really embraces this act of charity and kindness. It starts the Christmas season off right for her. 

While on a mission trip to a foreign nation filled with poverty I have seen the boxes in action. Even the boxes are used by families for storage of dried beans. 

My point for the day is this. If you are searching for the "Christmas Spirit" look into the eyes of a child who has nothing and then is given a box that says you care. You might never see or meet this child your box was given to. But what this box says to an impoverished child is "Someone Cares".

Food for thought!

Marty

Marty

Every Answer Is Made To Order11/5/2026

 Good Morning,

My cup was just filled with Door County Breakfast Blend Coffee and it is time to write. 

Yesterday while I was online my wife Rene asked me to purchase some new bed sheets. She said "The color doesn't matter, they are seen until the covers are pulled back. Use your head."

I thought some sheets that matched the wall paper and paint would be nice. So I spent more time searching the right color. Much to my surprise this morning, the online mega store sent the wrong color. Now I either accept what they sent or go through the problem of returning them or not returning them. The time and effort just isn't worth the hassle. Lesson learned. Some things are best purchased from a store where you can see what you are purchasing. 

I sure am glad that I serve our God who when you pray and ask for something, your order or request is answered each and every time. The answer isn't always exactly how we want us and it is better to have God sort the answer by what we actually need.  You never need to stand in a return line nor are you ever sent the wrong answers to your requests. 

We all need to trust God to b the qaulity control over our prayers and requests.

Food for thought. Isn't life better because of God sorting the requests? Just think about it. What if your requests were just sent in and we say to God. "Please order for me'? Instead of "I will have it my way please"

God bless,

Marty

Just Do A Good Job 11/4/2026

 Good Morning,

It is a quiet morning and my cup of Door County Breakfast Blend Coffee is keeping me company at our desk. It is time to write. 

Daniel 2:21 He changes times and seasons. He removes kings and sets up kings. He gives wisdom to the wise and knowledge  to those who have understanding. 

Major elections were held in the United States were held yesterday and there are alot of politicians crying in their beer today. I have a message for all of them. If you want to keep your jobs you have to remember who your bosses are. It is the people. And as with any job, in order to keep it, your performance counts. Also perception is 90% of doing a good job. If a refrigerator is empty, it is not perception but a fact. People vote on their stomachs and what they believe is right. I will keep my beliefs to myself and just say this. If you lost the election it is because your bosses are not happy. It is as simple as that. 

So my point for the day is this. Despite who won the winners must be prayed for. And as you gear up for the future truly look for the men and women who love God and are respectful of Him. See how they treat others and vote as God would lead you. 

God bless, 

Marty

Is Your Fear Louder Than Your Faith?

 Good Morning,

I will be going to work the voting polls for the last time this year. We will see what the election process will need next year. Anyway though my Insulated Bottle is filled with Door County Breakfast Blend Coffee.  I think it will come in handy later tonight. 

One thing I don't like is loud sound that blocks me from hearing other things. Loud tractors, televisions that are way too loud get to me. Too many voices at one time where it is impossible to sort out what they are saying just helps me to disengage.

1Kings 19:11-12 ESV.

And he said, "Go out and stand on the mount before the Lord" And behold, the Lord passed by. and a great and strong wind tore the mountains and broke in pieces the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. And after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. 12. And after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire the sound of a low whisper.

This brings me to the thought of the day. We might be going through tight times or times of stress. Times when our own anger compels us to be loud. If we are constantly talking, we at times cannot hear when God is directing us. Some people when they get nervous are another form of noise. They are waiting on God, yet chatter with negative comments, like."How can this be? Where is God? What do you think I should do?" Most of the time when the conversation with God is not really happening it is because our fear has taken over. We tried God and nothing happened in our time frame. So we move on, chatting up anyone who will listen. We place our faith in man and ourselves. Soon, we just can't find our faith and we blame God for becoming distant. The noise we raise just drowns out the voice of God. 

My friends. God hasn't moved. But we have, out of fear drowned Him out. We are are own worse megaphone..A sign of faith is often how quiet you are as you wait on the Lord

Food for thought!

Marty 

Say Something Funny To Me 11/2/2026

 Good Morning!

My chair is holding me up this morning, The lights in the den are turned on and they are bright. My Door County Pumpkin Spice Coffee is ready to drink and it is time to write.

Proverbs 16:24 Gracious words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the body.

Tomorrow I will be working the voting polls for the last election of the year. In the United States we are holding what is labeled as the "Mid Term Elections."

For the last month our radios, and our televisions have been captured with advertising, mud slinging, and other voter campaign jargon. The Nightly News broadcasts have all been centered on the elections and who is who. They make predictions on the outcomes to the point that I would rather watch reruns of old sitcoms. Some of the rhetoric is down right nasty and if you weren't worried about the world, you are worried, depressed, angry, and doubtful after an hour in front of the television.

So today, I challenge you all and those from other parts of the world to make this "Say something nice to someone day.  Or make someone laugh today. Share a story of good. Go out of your way to be nice. If you like being sick to your stomach, watch television. One more day of tearing people down verbally and visually. Listen to music of your own choice and commercial free. 

God bless,

Marty

Changing The Time On The Clocks.11/1/2026

 Good Morning,

Colossians 3:13 ESV Bearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other, as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive. 

Last night in the United States we turned back the clocks 1 hour until we set them ahead in the spring. My wife Rene and I have our assignments as to who sets back certain clocks. She resets the kitchen clocks, wall, stove and microwave. She then resets the alarm clocks. My job is to reset the clocks in the truck and her car. Last but not least is the clock over my desk. This clock was given to us for a wedding present. It needs to be disassembled to do the chore and then reassembled. So that one has been my responsibility to change the time as well as the battery twice a year. So 80 times I have changed the time on this clock. 

What's my point for the day? Time does not stop for anyone and this clock has been faithful to point that out. 

With each day that we neglect to forgive one who needs to be forgiven we waste another day not being whole ourselves. Some day the clock of your life will stop and you leave behind the hurt of not forgiving. The one who needs to be forgiven  will never know the freedom that you can give now by truly forgiving them. The clock ticks on and another day goes by and you carry the burden of a heavy and possibly angry heart. 

Lighten the load of your heart  and forgive today.

Marty