The Thoughts and Poetry of Glenn Ervin

Friday, July 6, 2012


We had a great 4th of July. My daughter, son-in-law, and the girls came up and we all met at the other grands' house for a barbecue and a lot of fun. The hospitality of Terry and Leslie Tritsch ("Papaw" and "Mamoo")  always puts us at ease and makes us feel right at home, and Sis. Taylor ("Bickey") is ever a joy just to be around. Add to this getting to see my daughter and getting to dine upon the cuisine of my grill master son-in-law...well, like I said, it was a great 4th of July.
My contribution to all of the good times was to stay in the Tritsch's comfortable den, with my shoes off, and keep the girls entertained. Ok, we watched Loony Tunes and it kept us all entertained, but that's where the idea for this post came from. In one episode Porky Pig was being pestered by Daffy Duck. Try as he might, poor Porky just couldn't get away from Daffy. He'd open a door, and there would stand Daffy. He got on a plane, and Daffy was the pilot. He parachuted out of the plane, and Daffy was his parachute. On and on it went until my five-year-old granddaughter, Jordan, furrowed her brow, looked at me and said, "Papa, I would hurt that duck."
That got me to thinking about the "ducks" in my own life. You know, the ones you can't ever seem to get in the proverbial row. And then there are the "ducks" that, like Daffy tormenting Porky, appear as things that constantly pester, harass, interrupt, and worry us to the point of frustration. Bills, car repairs, sicknesses, deadlines...they're all "ducks." If we could get our hands on these things, like Jordan said, we would hurt them. Instead, they always seem to hurt us, don't they?
The Bible tells us that we are to cast our cares upon the Lord, because He cares for us. I've decided that my prayer time should include a time of "duck hunting." I'm sure I can come up with a flock or two to send His way. How about you?

1 comment:

  1. Remember the dog that "laughed" at you when you missed a duck? That seems to happen in life as well. But who needs the dog anyway when we can prayerfully find and shoot the ducks! Great thought, Daddy.