Columbus Day

I recently wandered over next door to our church library which is sadly not visited very often by our congregation. There are many gems there just waiting to be picked up and explored. I guess you can tell I love books! Alas, there hardly ever seems like there is enough time to read though. But, I am not complaining. I am thankful for my distractions from reading! If I read all day, my house would be filled with the dog's hair that sheds so quickly, and my laundry never done! Not to name other everyday chores that I do. But I give thanks that I have the energy to be doing these things, at least until about 2:30 when I need a cup of caffeine.... I mean tea!

But that is not the point I wanted to share in this blog today. ~ I found a small book titled- God Still Loves My Kitchen by Mab Graff Hoover. It is a supposed journal of her year, and hilarious with a moral. I wanted to share the reading for yesterday, Columbus Day.

" In high school, American History was probably my worst subject, next to World History or Geometry. I could not remember dates. To this day, even if my life depended upon it, I could not tell you when Daniel Boone made the Louisiana Purchase. And I have no idea when they first sailed Old Ironsides through the Erie Canal. I'm not even sure when Abraham Lincoln married Barbara Fritchie. One date I am certain about, however, is that Columbus discovered America in 1492. I don't know why that date is so indelibly inscribed on my brain. I've often wondered what the teacher said to make 1492 stand out when all other dates are hopelessly lost in my gray matter. When I help the kids and quiz them on American History dates, it's as though I never heard any of them before. Yet, the other night watching a quiz show they asked when Columbus discovered America, and I piped right up: 1492! The family was amazed, and I let them be impressed. I hate for them to find out that is the only date I know. Even in more recent history I haven't the foggiest idea about dates. I ought to know when the Hindenburg sank after running into an iceberg, but I don't. I don't even know when Glen Campbell landed on the moon. But I know Columbus discovered America in 1492.
I don't suppose it is really going to hurt that I can't remember any of these dates- but I wish I could remember from one year to the next that the banks are closed on columbus day.
"Our days on earth are like a shadow. (1 Chron. 29:15)
I am not the only one who can't remember historical dates, and it points up an important fact. No matter how great a person was, or what he accomplished, the only date that mattes in the light of eternity is the date he accepted Christ as Savior.
The Lord reigns forever. (Ps. 9:7)"