Upon hearing that one winner of this humongous MegaMillions lottery was someone in Georgia and then getting a constant busy signal at my mother's phone in Conyers, Ga., I just let myself imagine that she'd won and that the line was busy with congratulation calls. Of course, I was thinking that in her generosity, if she had won, she'd kick a million or so my way!
Oh, well...
Someone had left the phone off the hook.
Congratulations to whoever won. And please be smart and generous in handling all that cash. Remember Luke 12:48:
"For everyone to whom much is given, from him much will be required; and to whom much has been committed, of him they will ask more."
Showing posts with label Adventurers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Adventurers. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Who Kept The Dog Warm?
I'm rather flummoxed by the notion of various narcissistic adventurers that if their butts get in trouble while they are climbing some mountain that doesn't cry out for their climbing it, others will risk their lives to find said adventurers.
Latest example: A group that decided to climb the 11,239-foot Mount Hood in Oregon. Three fell off a cliff, along with their dog, Velvet, a 4-year-old Labrador mix.
This from the Associated Press after an arduous, but ultimately successful, attempt to rescue them:
"The rescuers credited the group's rescue to two things — one low-tech and one high-tech: Velvet, who offered warmth as the three climbers huddled overnight, and the activation of a radio transmitter the size of a sunglasses case that helped rescuers to the group."
And this:
"Velvet, owned by [one of the three, Matty] Bryant, had minor cuts and abrasions on her back feet and legs caused by prolonged exposure to the snow. She was cleared to go home.
"'The dog probably saved their lives' by lying across them during the cold night, said Erik Brom, a member of the Portland Mountain Rescue team."
Are we obligated to indulge the hubris of men and women who choose to tackle mountains just because they are there? What about the humans and, in this case, dogs, who risk their lives to save them from themselves?
Latest example: A group that decided to climb the 11,239-foot Mount Hood in Oregon. Three fell off a cliff, along with their dog, Velvet, a 4-year-old Labrador mix.
This from the Associated Press after an arduous, but ultimately successful, attempt to rescue them:
"The rescuers credited the group's rescue to two things — one low-tech and one high-tech: Velvet, who offered warmth as the three climbers huddled overnight, and the activation of a radio transmitter the size of a sunglasses case that helped rescuers to the group."
And this:
"Velvet, owned by [one of the three, Matty] Bryant, had minor cuts and abrasions on her back feet and legs caused by prolonged exposure to the snow. She was cleared to go home.
"'The dog probably saved their lives' by lying across them during the cold night, said Erik Brom, a member of the Portland Mountain Rescue team."
Are we obligated to indulge the hubris of men and women who choose to tackle mountains just because they are there? What about the humans and, in this case, dogs, who risk their lives to save them from themselves?
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