I have been accused of focusing on one thing at a time to the exclusion of all other things. In this state of mind, I hear nothing, see nothing, and know nothing, in the Sergeant Schultz and Colonel Klink manner. However, if the above observation by F. Scott Fitzgerald is accurate, I will have to let my thoughts fly free and take in at least two things at a time. Zack, my daughter's well fed dog, seems to agree, and he should know, judging by the way he pleases everyone in her household.

I have long been fascinated with lighthouses like many people I'm sure. Recently my wife and I photographed the lighthouse in the picture above, not long after we had lunch with a son of an old friend. It was a joyful occasion. Later in the day I received a message that the husband of another old friend was terminally ill. The image of the lighthouse reminded me of the joys and sufferings we experienced as we shared life together for a short time. And we, like sailors of old who increase hope of a safe haven when they see a lighthouse, hoped for a happy reunion in a life after death with our old friend, because the Light that leads us there, beckons us with joy.