Showing posts with label Junk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Junk. Show all posts

Saturday, March 3, 2018

WHAT IS IT?


I do not know what it is either.
But with it's location, near the top of a hill
in Wrightwood, CA, makes me think it is
part of an old ski lift.

So, what's so exciting about an old piece of junk?
To some of us guys, it is as exciting as a lady finding
a pretty little flower out in the wild all by it's self.

Saturday, July 16, 2016

GOOD OLD JUNK MAIL


Remember the good old days?
Oh, how we used to complain
about the junk mail.  The junk
mail was filling our mail box.




I wish that were my complaint now.
At least it stayed in the mail box until
we were good and ready to look at it.
It never banged on the door while I was
eating or trying to take a nap.  It waited
until "I" was ready for it.




Do you remember how we used to sort the mail?
If the piece of mail we picked up was of no interest
whatever to us, just one flip of the hand and it went
into the "round file".  We did not even have to get up.
And never walked across the room to pick it up 
and quite it down.


(Image courtesy of:www.Pixabay.com)

But the joy that is ours now.
At any inconvenient moment the
phone will demand our attention.
It will be a "junk call" even if we
are on the "Do not call list".

How times have "improved".
Instant inconvenience. 



Tuesday, February 21, 2012

I STRUCK IT RICH


IF,
"One man's junk (trash) is another man's treasure."
as they say.
Then, I'm rich, rich, rich.



I know the man who owns this property in the neighboring county.
He not only gave me permission to explore around on it,
but also let me know that I could have anything out of his trash pile I wanted.

I'm rich, rich, rich.


Look. A noise maker. An antique radio.

A microwave oven and a bicycle.
We can eat and exercise.

And here is a metal hen's nest near the hood of an old pickup truck.
And below is an old chicken feeder.
We are in the chicken business.

WHAT'S THE POINT?

We are just like that in life. We try to see how much "stuff" or "things" we can accumulate in life. When in truth it is only something else to take care of, then eventually discard.

God said,

"Watch out and guard yourselves from every kind of greed;
because your true life is not made up of the things you own,
no matter how rich you may be"
-Luke 12:15 (TEV)

Do you know what God thinks of all your "stuff", possessions, treasures?

"For the things that are considered of great value by people
are worth nothing in God's sight."
-Luke 16:15 (TEV)

Just prior to this Jesus tell us of a rich man that had too much. He did not even have a place to store it all. And there was no self storage buildings around.

God called him a "fool".
And he died that night.

God's conclusion was,

"This is how it is with those who pile up riches for themselves
but are not rich in God's sight."
-Luke 12:21 (TEV)

Sunday, February 28, 2010

WHICH IS IT, JUNK OR TREASURE?


FOR THE LADIES.












TREASURE

















MORE TREASURE


FOR THE GUYS.












JUNK















JUNK AND MORE JUNK
You know,  "a junk yard."
















The "stuff" in the first two photos is buried treasure.

The "stuff" in the next three photos is Junk.

Now what is the difference?
Is it because some of the stuff (Ladies) is inside,
and some is outside (Men)?

Or is it because "beauty is in the eye of the beholder"?
What ever that means.

Or, maybe just because God made ladies different
than men? I'm sure glad He did.

If you find out why some junk is "just precious",
and other junk is, just junk - let me know.