I like all four Seasons – Winter, Spring, Summer, & Fall. They come and go bringing with them numerous emotions and opportunities.

Similar to nature, I think our personal lives even go through similar “Seasons” – segments of time when things are going very well, maybe not-so-well, times of encouragement, times of discouragement, times of excitement, even times of “lull”.

Scripture points to these natural seasons, too, stating: “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:” (Ecclesiastes 3:1)

After the overwhelming response to a previous post where I asked for feedback, I’m attempting this again…

What do YOU do during these “seasons of life”? Both the good and the bad. How do you cope with the bad, and how how do you rejoice when you’re living in a “good” season?

Welcome to Spooner, WI.

We arrived in Spooner this morning before 11AM after getting on the road before 6! It was a great trip. I’m here for a District Camp Committee Meeting and have finally finished for the day long-enough to find an Internet connection and time to blog!

It’s been great discussion today. Senior High Camp is called, “Altered” and Middle School Camp is called, “My Story”.

If our brainstorming and discussion makes its way into real-life this Summer, both camps will prove to be incredible!

We’re leaving Spooner sometime tomorrow and will make our way home at a leisurely pace.

“leisurely” – that’s one of those words that doesn’t follow the “i before e, except after c” rule.

Interesting.

The Sunday School song, “This Little Light of Mine” – sung by thousands of us church-kids growing up has been brought to new light (pun not intended, but I laughed out loud when Jess pointed this phrase out to me) this week in my life.

My beautiful wife ‘called me out’ on some of my lyrics as I sang them aloud:

“Hide it under a bushel, NO!”

To which she said, “No, No, No – it’s, ‘Hide it under a bush, Oh No!”

To which I replied, “you’re an idiot.” (maybe it wasn’t that harsh…)

She then got ‘scientific’ on me and said, “a bushel is merely a unit of measurement and can’t actually impede the flame of a fire, but a bush is a literal object that could be placed above a flame to cause it to extinguish.” (okay, she didn’t really say these exact words, but you get the picture…)

To which I replied, “you’re an idiot.”

To which she replied, “Google-it.” (the solution to ALL marital strife)

A quick Google-search (more-importantly, a Wikipedia article) reveals that sure-enough a “bushel” is merely a unit of measurement, and not synonymous with the bushel basked we’re all familiar making with our cupped hand while singing this song. I also found enough lyrics defending BOTH of our “right answers” via Google.

So, stevansheets.com readership… what is it? Is it:

01. “Hide it under a bushel, NO! I’m gonna let it shine.”
02. “Hide it under a bush, Oh NO! I’m gonna let it shine.”
03. “Hide it under a bushel basket lined with fire-retardant fabric, Oh NO! I’m gonna let it shine.”

Please advise this twenty-something who’s childhood theology is based upon your answer to this question.

Even with more than 150,000 voting for him, Huck didn’t win in Wisconsin last night. Even my overtly-Republican county of Waukesha gave a majority of their votes to McCain.

Huckabee is still standing firm and we supporters are praying that McCain doesn’t get the 1,191 delegates he needs to clinch a nomination before the Republican National Convention.

Now it’s up to YOUR states!