I'm no mathematician, though I did enjoy some math classes in school. I'm a small-scale user of arithmetic, whether it's pronounced ah-rith-muh-tik or ar-rith-maah-tik. Math is part of my job, as it is for anyone who covers sports for a living. Simple for the most part and when it gets beyond that, I trust a calculator to figure out the ERA of an ace pitcher.
But there are times when I simply wonder if the world just doesn't know how to add or subtract anymore.
Nov. 25, 2011
In the busyness of everyday life, who really knows whether our life is the gooey, stinky, but tasty and cheesy part ... or if it's the holes in that block of cheese, the airy, ethereal area that lets us breathe, while simultaneously giving our feet nothing to stand on.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Letting go is so hard at first. Then it feels like the sweetest, lightest thing ever. Carrying the load no more. It's all in the Lord's hands. Consecrate, release, trust . . . not easy with for a man with so little faith.
Friday, May 20, 2011
A parent who is lazy teaches a child the same value without even trying. A parent who works at success teaches a child this value without saying a word. One takes the easy way out and has a hard life. The other takes the hard way out and life gets easier.