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ENCOURAGEMENT YIELDS BLESSING

     I have a confession to make…I may be a borderline perfectionist. I say “borderline” because I know I have not, cannot, and will not achieve perfectionist status in many areas. Nonetheless, I have high expectations for myself and for others. The underlying focus for my high expectations is “always do your best.” Admittedly, the definition of “best” is somewhat fluid as one person’s “best” may fall short of another person’s “best.” When “bests” and expectations differ, frustration can arise between the parties involved.

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FALLING REFRIGERATORS

     I don’t know how you spend your Saturdays but mine tend to have lots of variety (translated as working on several different projects). A recent Saturday began with food preparation for my mom followed by hauling items to the burn pile and starting a fire. Next, my wife Joyce and I loaded a trailer with several commodes and water heaters that had been replaced during a home renovation project. We delivered these items to a ministry non-profit located about a half hour from our house. We then drove about a half-hour in another direction to pick up a new refrigerator for the ministry building (“The Shed”) being constructed behind my house.

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GOING TO THE DENTIST

     I don’t know about you, but I enjoy going to the dentist. I recognize that some folks might raise an eyebrow or question my sanity for admitting that I like to visit the dentist, but I really do enjoy my dental appointments. Granted, I don’t get terribly enthused about the seemingly malicious manner in which the hygienist uses barbed wire to floss my teeth or the pick-axe that is used to rid my teeth of plaque build-up. Furthermore, I’m not a huge fan of the rotary sander spread with flavored toothpaste that is used to brush my teeth or the firehose that is utilized to rinse my mouth.

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35 YEARS AND COUNTING

     I don’t know about you and your family, but significant dates such as birthdays and anniversaries (along with special holidays) tend to be clustered in certain months for my family. For instance, February includes the birthday of a brother, a sister, my father, my grandfather, and two sons (one born on Valentine’s Day). The month of May includes my mom’s birthday, Mother’s Day, and my parents’ anniversary. August includes the birthdays of my daughter, another sister, me as well as the anniversary of my wedding.


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BETTER THAN BISCUITS

     At a Sunday morning prayer breakfast, an old farmer was asked by the pastor to say the blessing before the meal. The farmer began, “Lord, I hate buttermilk!” The pastor opened one eye and wondered to himself where the farmer was going. The farmer continued, “And Lord, I really hate lard.” Now the pastor was worried, but the farmer prayed on, “And another thing Lord, you know I don’t care much for raw flour.” The pastor was about to interrupt the farmer but he could tell that the prayer was almost over. The farmer concluded with these words:

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ENCOURAGEMENT YIELDS BLESSING

     I have a confession to make…I may be a borderline perfectionist. I say “borderline” because I know I have not, cannot, and will not achieve perfectionist status in many areas. Nonetheless, I have high expectations for myself and for others. The underlying focus for my high expectations is “always do your best.” Admittedly, the definition of “best” is somewhat fluid as one person’s “best” may fall short of another person’s “best.” When “bests” and expectations differ, frustration can arise between the parties involved.

Read more...

FALLING REFRIGERATORS

     I don’t know how you spend your Saturdays but mine tend to have lots of variety (translated as working on several different projects). A recent Saturday began with food preparation for my mom followed by hauling items to the burn pile and starting a fire. Next, my wife Joyce and I loaded a trailer with several commodes and water heaters that had been replaced during a home renovation project. We delivered these items to a ministry non-profit located about a half hour from our house. We then drove about a half-hour in another direction to pick up a new refrigerator for the ministry building (“The Shed”) being constructed behind my house.

Read more...

GOING TO THE DENTIST

     I don’t know about you, but I enjoy going to the dentist. I recognize that some folks might raise an eyebrow or question my sanity for admitting that I like to visit the dentist, but I really do enjoy my dental appointments. Granted, I don’t get terribly enthused about the seemingly malicious manner in which the hygienist uses barbed wire to floss my teeth or the pick-axe that is used to rid my teeth of plaque build-up. Furthermore, I’m not a huge fan of the rotary sander spread with flavored toothpaste that is used to brush my teeth or the firehose that is utilized to rinse my mouth.

Read more...

35 YEARS AND COUNTING

     I don’t know about you and your family, but significant dates such as birthdays and anniversaries (along with special holidays) tend to be clustered in certain months for my family. For instance, February includes the birthday of a brother, a sister, my father, my grandfather, and two sons (one born on Valentine’s Day). The month of May includes my mom’s birthday, Mother’s Day, and my parents’ anniversary. August includes the birthdays of my daughter, another sister, me as well as the anniversary of my wedding.


Read more...

BETTER THAN BISCUITS

     At a Sunday morning prayer breakfast, an old farmer was asked by the pastor to say the blessing before the meal. The farmer began, “Lord, I hate buttermilk!” The pastor opened one eye and wondered to himself where the farmer was going. The farmer continued, “And Lord, I really hate lard.” Now the pastor was worried, but the farmer prayed on, “And another thing Lord, you know I don’t care much for raw flour.” The pastor was about to interrupt the farmer but he could tell that the prayer was almost over. The farmer concluded with these words:

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