THE SHEPHERD'S JOURNAL
The observations of Mike Dittmer
Tuesday, March 31, 2026
A CUP OF DON
I haven't had my first cup of coffee yet. I think I will save that for later. The cat and I are sitting on the edge of the bed enjoying a wonderfully refreshing dose of Don. Then I will lay back down close my eyes for another couple of hours and start another delightful day of being in my electric chair inclined with my feet elevated enjoying another day of disability and fun. Later Gators. MAD DOG
Monday, March 30, 2026
DID I DO THAT?
As a notable catalyst, note the word cat, I chose plastic straws as my preference in the cat poll. Although I don't consider myself a righteous man, I am living proof that the effectual fervent prayer of a righteous or should I say faithful man is very effective. Note that I am a trained bully fighter by my tiny 5 ft 2 in mother from Springfield Illinois who promised me a bowl of ice cream every time I got beat up when I stood up to a bully. It's actually part of the American psyche ever since this nation was formed and response to King George the third who single-handedly tried to beat the s*** out of our nation and made us into intercessors for many groups of bullies for almost 250 years. I prayed for two decades for a president who understood and used the power of tariffs properly and now I feel like the boy who said DID I DO THAT? Later Gators.
Wednesday, March 18, 2026
HUMILITY AND HOW I ATTAINED IT
Saturday, March 14, 2026
TODAY'S MEMES
Friday, March 13, 2026
THE SUNDAY SCHOOL MOVEMENT
According to upper management, ie the son of God, children are the reason we are here. The Sunday school movement started well before possibly the civil war but I'll check into that. Anyway I know that there was a Sunday school movement in Britain back during the industrialization because the children work so many hours to support their families that it was necessary to educate them on Sunday and thus Sunday school was born and continues to this day.
FRIDAY THE 13TH
You know who I am. You guys are much better looking than I am but I still play the piano better than you. I am now 78 years old and partially disabled with lymphedema and have to keep my feet elevated constantly or a lot. My biggest regret, but it was in the hands of the Lord, is that I wasn't there for Pat's funeral, but I did have a nice dream probably symbolic but I'm sure it actually happened that there was a nice little get-together in heaven and Pat was introducing Lynn with an e to come up to the front of the venue. Angels in tuxedos were ushering. I became aware that I was sitting next to Mrs royer and she turned to me and said I wanted you to sing that at Pat's funeral and I sputtered and tried to explain that I was taking care of Mary who was disabled with Alzheimer's when I woke up and realized it was the most beautiful dream. Make of it what you will. But I can still play the piano better than you two.





























