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... coffee every morning with Max Lucado is my current therapy du jour. That's Lucado with a long "A" and I found that out listening to some of Max's Upwords on his website:
I've resisted the impulse to go to Max's website, highlight and copy some of his best stories and paste them here for you to read. If you want to read Max Lucado, do it the right way. Go buy one of his books or go check one out at your library. You owe it to yourself to take him seriously.
Day before yesterday I had a big grin at one of Max's stories. He tells of going to the church gym to play basketball. The players are made up of a diverse age and size variety, Max calls the "flat bellies" and the "fat bellies."
The flat bellies are agile and admired for their precision moves. They score a high percentage of baskets as the morning workout progresses. They are however, very tolerant and respectful of the fat bellies.
the fat bellies are very respectful of the flat bellies and admire their precision moves, their high basket scores and their youth and vitality.
The flat bellies respect the fat bellies because the fat bellies have the keys to the gymnasium in their pockets.
We all need to go through life remembering who has the keys to the gymnasium in their pocket.
I'd heard this story before, probably in one of Sherry's sermons (she's been reading Max Lucado for years).
Two battleships have been in stormy seas for days on manuevers off the Pacific Coast. In the early morning hours, still stormy with visibility at near zero, the intercom crackles "forward lookout to bridge, there's a light dead ahead." Because of the weather, the Captain has remained on the bridge and responds, "Forward lookout, this is the Captain, keep observing the light and tell me if it moves starboard or port or remains steady. If it remains steady it means we are on collision course."
A little while later the forward lookout reports the light is remaining steady. The captain sends a signalman out who flashes the message. "Light off point bow, change your course twenty degrees." From the light there comes the signal, "You change your course twenty degrees." The captain has the signalman send, "I am the Captain of this vessel and I command you to change your course by twenty degrees." The response comes, "I am a Yeoman 2nd Class and I instruct you to change your course twenty degrees."
Enraged, the Captain has this message sent, "This is a United States Battleship, change your course twenty degrees." From the light comes the response, "This is a lighthouse, change your course twenty degrees."
I don't need to finish this story. But the question that begs being answered is, "How much of our time do we spend demanding that lighthouses change their courses?"
I got Karen's beautiful red sunset shortly after I'd finished my "Coffee with Max" session and this thought came to mind.
An unusually percentage of males have a visual abnormality known in laymen's terms as "red-green color blindness."
During World War II, one of the sad things was the number of qualified young men who wanted to be aircraft pilots, but were color-blind. As I recall, they became bombardiers or navigators or maybe gunners. They can't be policemen. They will live and die and never know what the color "red" looks like.
I've tried to image how you could describe with words the color "red" to someone, to lessen their loss. I haven't even come up with a vague outline.
The question we all need to ask is, "What are our color-blind spots, our blind spots? What are the things we will never be able to fathom because of a flaw in one of the five senses?" If we know ourselves, our strengths (like the keys to the gym in our pocket) and our weaknesses (like color-blindness) and accept them, we'll be better able to deal with life.
The theme for week 47 is Portrait - not a self portrait! This is my cat companion Max and today is his second birthday. He agreed a little reluctantly to let me take his photo.
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Kleman Plaza is an underground garage located northwest of the Capitol. Entrances are located on Duval Street and Bronough Street. The Eastside Parking Garage is located on Calhoun Street, and the entrance is on Calhoun Street. Cost information for city-owned parking facilities can found on the City of Tallahassee's website.
Visitor parking in the Capitol area is limited to either metered street spaces or designated lots. The City of Tallahassee manages two parking garages (Kleman Plaza and Eastside Parking Garage) and one surface lot (near Duval and Gaines). The Department of Management Services (DMS) manages two lots (Lot E and Lot 4). Spaces for visitors with disabilities are located on the west side of the House Office Building in the north side loading zone. There are more spaces located in the parking lot south of the Knott Building. If you're parking outside these lots in a non-metered spot, please ensure that the spot is marked for visitor parking. Cars parked in employee spaces will be towed.
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Max came over for photography lessons the other day. While he was there, I turned the camera on him. One of the best things about being an SL photographer is showing someone how you see them.
This is Max from Crawley, Sussex. She was on the South Bank sketching St Paul's cathedral and agreed to a stranger portrait, warning me first that she wasn't at all photogenic. I tried a new approach to the stranger portrait this time: I took a polaroid picture which I gave to Max and then 2 or 3 shots with Kodak Portra 160. The whole process is quite long with all manual settings and manual focus (used an android app to get light readings) Max really liked the polaroid and it might have been the best shot out of the set. Still, I like this one, too, and I think Max's style and look really suited film. Was good to talk to you Max, thanks for being a great stranger.
This is #17 in my 100 strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at 100 Strangers Flickr Group page
With a fresh crew on board, DMVW 5418 and 5544 are seen doubling up their train at Max just as a lucky break in the clouds speeds by. After a quick air test, the wayfreight would head south towards Coal Creek and eventually Bismarck.
It's no stretch to say that the most prominent structures in small prairie towns are their water tower and grain elevators. Heading north from Bismarck towards Minot, you'd be hard pressed to miss this prairie skyscraper with it's large black letters: "M A X N. D."
Max is where the line from Drake splits. One leg heads west toward New Town and the other leg heads south towards Bismarck. In 1984, the Drake-Bismarck line was Soo Line's "Missouri Valley Subdivision" while the Max-New Town line was the "New Town Subdivision".
These days, the line south of Max is operated by the DMVW as their own "Missouri Valley Subdivision" while the Drake-New Town section is simply CP's "New Town Subdivision". CP's side saw an explosion in oil-related traffic, which resulted in major upgrades to this previously sleepy branch. DMVW's side is still kept busy with the majority of interchange terminated at the energy park in Coal Creek.
Max loves to help me make the bed.....trouble is, he hinders more than helps, as he loves to get under the covers!
Taken with my phone, as it was the only camera handy!
A Dakota, Missouri Valley & Western train bound for Bismarck has just departed from Max, North Dakota on August 14, 2020.
Last time I worked with Max, he was reluctant to try out this look during the shoot, so I prodded him into putting on chainmail afterwards and took a quick phone snap to show him the concept. To my horror his first post from our shoot was an edited crop of this phone snapshot which I'd sent him, but for some reason it garnered hundreds of likes.
I've been itching to get him back to redo this properly, but he's been busy with a move to NYC, so here's a little sketch in the meantime.
#portrait #nyc #czechboy
My girlfriend's cat Max chasing a moth.
Of our 3 cats, Max is probably the best bugger. He goes crazy whenever there's a moth or some other type of insect around and if the bug is high on the wall, he'll cry until one of us picks him up and gets him close to it. But I don't think he's ever killed a mouse.
My cat Nero on the other hand couldn't care less about bugs. But when it comes to mice, he's pretty deadly. Knock wood, we don't have mice in our house, but back in my last apartment, there was one winter where the mouse situation in the building was pretty bad.
Nero racked up about a dozen confirmed kills. Fortunately, he only brought me one that was still alive.
Happy Furry Friday!
she had her own leash so she could walk max little did she realize that her mum had the other leash :-)
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Kersosin 95 - Take the A-Train Musikfestival Salzburg - 14.09.2019 - Jazzit Musik Club Salzburg
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Besetzung:
Kathrin Kolleritsch: vocals
Max Plattner: drums
Nastasja Ronck: keys, guitar