One of the pitfalls of this job is having mistakes pointed out to you, especially typos on the front page. I look over page one many times, and the final thing I do is spell check all the headlines. Unfortunately, when I do misspell something, that is actually a word when misspelled, spell check doesn’t pick it up.

In the weekend edition the header for the picture of the new signs placed on Aransas County Navigation District property by the Wings Rescue Center was supposed to read, “Report injured birds.”

However, it red (I misspelled that on purpose), “Report inured birds.”

David Herring wrote me a nice email making light of the mistake, noting, “Mike, your front page sub-head requested that we report ‘Inured Birds’. I report that my hummers are inured to my low quality sugar water.  They have requested more sugar, some ice, and maybe a touch of spirits?”

In case you’re wondering what “inured” means, the Internet dictionary says it is “accustom (someone) to something, especially something unpleasant.”

I have to cut this column short this week so I can get a bag of sugar over to David’s house for his feeders!

Better than biscuits

(Note: the following was sent to me from my father, a retired Lutheran pastor.)

A while back I read a story of a visiting pastor who attended a men’s breakfast in the middle of a rural farming area of the country.

The group had asked an older farmer, decked out in bib overalls, to say grace for the morning breakfast.

“Lord, I hate buttermilk,” the farmer began. The visiting pastor opened one eye to glance at the farmer and wonder where this was going.

The farmer loudly proclaimed, “Lord, I hate lard.”

Now the pastor was growing concerned.

Without missing a beat, the farmer continued, “And Lord, you know I don’t much care for raw white flour.”

The pastor once again opened an eye to glance around the room and saw he wasn’t the only one to feel uncomfortable.

Then the farmer added, “But Lord, when you mix them all together and bake them, I do love warm fresh biscuits.

“So Lord, when things come up that we don’t like, when life gets hard, when we don’t understand what you’re saying to us, help us to just relax and wait until you are done mixing.

“It will probably be even better than biscuits.

“Amen.”

Within that prayer there is great wisdom for all when it comes to complicated situations like we are experiencing in the world today.

Stay strong, my friends, because our Lord is mixing several things that we don’t really care for, but something even better is going to come when He is done with it.

Until next week, have a good week … and trust in something or someone greater than yourself.

Mike Probst can be reached at publisher@rockportpilot.com.

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