02.14.2025 – The Life and Death of Pretty Prairie Church

The Indiana Toll Road is the portion of Interstate 90 that runs from Ohio to Illinois. For most of its distance it hugs the Michigan border. Earlier this week Becky and I were on the Toll Road headed to Chicago, and along the way Becky took the photo shown above – a little country church in Indiana about a half a mile south of the Michigan line.

Yes, it is a great photo and kudos to the photographer.

The scene and the photo taken from the Toll Road have gotten me thinking about the church.

I knew nothing about the church when we saw it on our trip. Since we got  back home, a little Google Maps investigation and search engine work has provided a bit of information. The church is called Pretty Prairie Church, and its denominational website tells us 31 people attend worship at Pretty Prairie on a given Sunday. The satellite view on the map site shows the cemetery that surrounds the church building. Findagrave.com says there are 622 graves in the Pretty Prairie Cemetery; the first burial in the cemetery was nearly 200 years ago, the most recent occurred two weeks ago. The dead outnumber the living at Pretty Prairie 20 to 1. That’s the way it should be. Continue reading

02.07.2025 – An Imperceptible Hiss

 

A few cold Sundays ago, the low tire pressure warning on our car pinged and the light flashed on the dashboard just as we were making the final turn toward the church. No problem getting to worship, and on the way home we stopped at a gas station to fill the tires with air. The right rear was down a little more than the others, but I figured the cold might be affecting the pressure. A week or so later I added some air to all the tires before we began our 1200+ mile trip to Missouri.  Again, that right rear tire seemed to want a little more air than the others. Then last Thursday, about a week after our return from Missouri, the low pressure light flashed again.  That right rear tire had lost another 7 PSI. Time for a visit to the tire shop.

Sure enough, the tire technician found a small nail between the treads. He pulled the nail, plugged the leak, and we were on our way. The right rear tire is holding its air as well as the other three.

So, for more than a month we had been driving round on a right rear tire with a very slight puncture wound. We never heard a hiss. Missouri and back with no problems. I suppose we could have added air every couple of weeks for a long time. I guess we could have ignored that low tire pressure warning light until we happened to find a filling station with an air pump – it’s just that right rear tire down around 7 PSI, we’ll take care of it when we can. Continue reading

01.31.2025 – Certain Hatreds

 

The past two editions of Observations have been, if not political in nature, at least triggered by news from the world of politics (presidential behavior at a state funeral, and presidential pardons of the unsavory sort).  Thinking about what to write in this week’s post, I promised myself that I would not refer to presidential politics.  What, then?  Officiating in the NFL?

But I can’t help myself.  I came across a comment by Donald Trump that got me thinking.

At one of the many executive order signing events last week, a reporter asked the president about a critical comment made by Elon Musk regarding an announcement about funding for the president’s Stargate AI project.  “Were you bothered by the criticism?” the reporter asked.  “No, no,” President Trump answered.  “The people in the deal are very, very smart people.  But Elon, one of the people he happens to hate.”  Then he added, “But I have certain hatreds of people too.”

The interview moved on quickly to China and any leverage the Chinese might have with Russia in terms of ending the war in Ukraine. Continue reading

01.24.2025 – Pardon Me

We’ve been hearing a lot about pardons of the presidential sort.  Both former President Biden and President Trump have used, some would say abused, their power to pardon. A couple of clarifications and then an observation:

  1. The pardons appear to be constitutional, Article II reading in part, “The President …shall have Power to grant Reprieves and Pardons for Offences against the United States, except in Cases of Impeachment.” For our purposes, we will use the term pardon, understanding it to mean both reprieve (think a commuted sentence) and pardon. We may not like them, but presidential pardons are not against the law. In Federalist #74, Alexander Hamilton, with Shay’s Rebellion in mind, thought a presidential power to pardon might be helpful as a strategy to insure domestic tranquility. Again, while the recent pardons seem to have done little to insure domestic tranquility, they are allowed by the Constitution.
  2. Just because they pass constitutional muster does not mean we have to like them. Most objective scholars and commentators agree that among the pardons issued by both recent presidents are cases of shameless partisan politics and grievous reversals of justice. If you’d like to argue whose pardons are more grievous or which pardoner is more corrupt, please go to your favorite social media site to do so.
  3. Presidential pardons are not unusual, even if the recent ones seem unusually unsavory. By one estimate the total number of presidential pardons granted since the Constitution was ratified may exceed 40,000. Lincoln’s pardon of Patrick Murphy pictured in the header was granted to a mentally disabled private sentenced to death for desertion. Not unsavory at all.

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01.17.2025 – Rude in the Pew – Been There, Done That

Some of the internet cranks were cranky about Garth Brooks and Trisha Yearwood singing John Lennon’s “Imagine” at last week’s funeral service for President Jimmy Carter. While I did not take to social media to express my opinion, I did wonder about the choice of that particular song for the National Cathedral service. “Imagine there’s no heaven/It’s easy if you try/No hell below us/Above us, only sky.” Not exactly sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life.

Apparently “Imagine” was sung at the request of the Carter family, it being a favorite of the president. Had it been a more typical funeral service and had I been the officiant, I would have suggested playing a recording of the song at the funeral luncheon in the church basement following the service. But it was a state funeral, and I wasn’t the officiant. I don’t know if there was a luncheon in the cathedral basement following the service.

Anyway, the internet cranks sent me to You Tube to watch parts of the service. Yes, “Imagine” is a silly song and not appropriate for a church funeral. But there’s another thing I noticed: former presidents, like former pastors, don’t always take the worship of the Living God seriously enough. Continue reading