I sold my book…and not at a yard sale!!!
Now, lest we get carried away, I should clarify that I sold exactly two copies of my book. I did, however, manage to give away 231 copies for free. That goes to show that the readers of this blog are both intelligent and frugal. I count this a win, not because of the big bucks I raked in (though I can certainly use that $4.10), but because of the lessons learned. Such as: (more…)
I’ve been meaning to write this for a while now, but I keep putting it off… (more…)
Note: This is, as you can read from the title, part three in a series. If you’re just joining us, may I suggest that you go back and read parts one and two?
The unendurable teaches you endurance—or leaves you broken and weeping by the side of the road.
So, I forgot to replace the tubes on the trailer. (more…)
When you assume…
I have mentioned before that I’m not what you, or anyone you know, would call “handy.” One of the problems that comes with being less than fully “ept” is that one tends to trust any man with coveralls or a tool belt to automatically know what he is doing. I know I shouldn’t oughta, but I do. Last week I paid an annoying price and learned some valuable lessons. (more…)
O.K., this time there will be no rabbit trails. In my last post, I started to talk about our family’s worship experience, and I got distracted by the issue of sleep.
I love sleep.
Anyway, it is a bit ironic that I got distracted when I was talking about worship. You see, my family always gets distracted when we attempt to worship. (more…)
My dog is defective.
Harsh? Yes.
True? Unfortunately, also yes.
It isn’t entirely her fault; some of it is a gene thing. Still, some of it is pure choice.
O.K., from the beginning… (more…)
How do you solve a problem like Maria…
I’m sorry; that had nothing to do with this post. I don’t know Maria, but I’m sure she is capable of dealing with her own issues. It’s just that I happen to be writing this from backstage at The Sound of Music, a show that my daughter and I are involved in. I never would have heard about this show, much less been in it, if not for my daughter. I owe you my thanks, Riss. If I had missed this show, I would have missed out on a key element of my quest for A Life Worthy. (more…)
Mine hit while I was standing at the bathroom sink. It had not been a good day. A virus was mocking my immune system. My part-time “extra” job was giving me fits. I had just been fired from my primary job–a job that I didn’t even like in the first place. I was breathless from the walk up the stairs, and I knew I couldn’t blame it on being sick. Feelings of failure, and weakness, and plain old ineptiosity were creeping in.
Then my wife, beloved of my heart, partner of my life, stood behind me at the sink and uttered the magic words. (more…)
