Worldwide Day of Prayer for the Oil to Stop!

Even as a child, I liked to wander unexplored territories, as much as that was possible growing up in a subdivision. It was nothing for me to jump the backyard fence, cross the concrete ditch, and shimmy under the barbed wire in order to explore the field behind the house. As I grew older and with a bicycle as my free ride, I went as far as my imagination and legs could take me, which was often to a pecan tree-filled lot beside the junior high school.

Whenever I see an agent of decay, like fungus, I hear my daddy saying, jokingly, “There’s a fungus among us!” I can’t for the life of me recall what he would have possibly been referring to, because none of us had nail fungus or anything like that. But what some folks might consider just ugly…