Speak Lord, for your servant is listening.  - The Book of Samuel

We have two ears and one mouth. 

We have two eyes and one mouth. 

We even have two nostrils, but only one mouth.

We have more than 2500 nerve receptors per square centimeter in our hands alone; but still, just one mouth. 

We have ten toes, ten fingers, two knee-caps, two elbows, two butt-cheeks, two shoulder blades, two sides of our brain and but two armpits, but just one mouth.  

Could Nature be trying to tell us something? Is it possible that the signals coming to and through our senses are more important than the babble coming out of our mouths.               

It's possible.

According to some anthropologists, our senses evolved in order that we could survive. If we didn't hear, see or smell the saber-tooth tiger in time, we were lunch. And if we couldn't smell or taste the rotten spot in the mastodon steak, we'd be so busy yodeling our groceries later that the pussycat would get us for sure.              

We still rely on our senses to keep from getting flattened by the UPS truck, maimed by the neighbor's demented dachshund or searing our hand to a Pittsburg-style-medium-rare with a hot skillet. We are still aware that our senses can save our butts, not to mention make life much more comfortable. But, often, we are so busy blathering on about whatever we think is important that we may actually miss what is truly important.

It may well be that paying attention is not just important in school, but is vital for our body - and soul - to survive.                 

Next week, Howard is excited to go with his LadyLove to Atlanta to play with his granddaughter, daughter and son-in-law.  That sweet family is treating Howard to a ticket to see "The Book of Mormon" for his birthday.  And then, Howard is meeting with an illustrator with the idea of creating some children's books based on songs from some of his children's albums.  2016 is off and running!