Advertising Jesus

 

April 14, 2026

 

The pastor on my radio Bible study was giving an example of being enthusiastic about religion. He concluded the story with something like, “I realized that my grandson was more excited about Iron Man than I was about Jesus.

 

“Do you think maybe we should re-think our advertising?”

 

Of course, I started pondering ad campaigns for Jesus. When I flipped the radio dial, Cyndi Lauper’s song came on with the chorus,

 

“If you’re lost, you can look, and you will find me,

  Time after time,

“If you fall I will catch you and be waiting,

“Time after time.”

 

Bingo!

 

Decorating Trends

 

April 12, 2026

 

There was yet another article in the paper about updating your décor. I’ve always been of the opinion that if you like it and it’s in reasonably good shape, you should just let it be. And sometimes the authors of books that I read note that somebody’s furniture is shabby or worn, but they think that that is a sign that that the room is “comfortable”; so, apparently that can be OK too, if the visitor has the right attitude. So really, who gets to decide what’s outdated?

 

As for me, if I’m ever feeling really motivated, I might change the throw pillows on the sofa every 20 or 30 years. But I might not.

 

 

And Here on Page A7...

April 9, 2026

 

Demonstrating their flair for irony, the editors of today’s Post-Dispatch put an article about climate change—“March Smashes Record”—at the top of the page. The article reports that this past March was the hottest since record-keeping began 132 years ago, and lists other severe indicators of global warming, which are increasing in frequency.

 

In the bottom right corner, there is an article about the head of the EPA congratulating himself on repealing the 2009 Endangerment Finding, which concluded that greenhouse gases are leading to climate change. Thanks to Lee Zeldin, from now on we will be free from following regulations designed to abate the myth of climate change. (Cue the trumpet flourish.)

 

Well, if the earth continues to heat, he’ll have plenty of sand to bury his head in.