So, after a dozen golf tournaments, 6 weddings, 5 weeks of track and field practice and 2 track competitions, summer basketball league, inter-squad basketball open-gym, 4 weeks of dance camp, long days of life guarding and teaching swimming lessons, and 1 road race - the summer is finally winding down. That is what we did in just the 2 months of June and July. And no, I have nary a stitch of sanity left.
Time for a vacation!!! But since we're about all traveled-out - we are actually thinking of doing a stay-cation. For us - since we are not exactly in 'vacation haven' here in northern South Dakota - a stay-cation would mean cleaning out the garage and re-organizing the kitchen cabinets.
It's not exactly Costa Rica my friends . . .
Heads up!!! SATURDAY AUGUST 6 - Day of prayer and fasting. Join us in asking our Father's mercy on us and our nation. May he hear our humble prayers. 2 Chron. 7:14 May we repent like Ninevah and unleash revival in our land!
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Proper perspective . . .
Our gravel road never, and I mean, never gets graded. In fact, many times, the grader will do all the roads surrounding ours, but not ours. Well, just the other day, he finally went through and made all nice and smooth. Yeah! Then it rained that very night. No, it poured. The next morning, all the heavy duty farm trucks drove on it making deep ruts filled with water and mud all along the road. Not yeah.
Murphy's law or what.
We just bought an army sized bag of cat food a couple days ago, put it in a 5 gallon pail with the lid on and that very night, the raccoons came, and yes, they got the lid off the bucket and ate the ENTIRE bag. Seriously?! Thanks Murph.
Then the boys put the badminton net up with all the stakes and boundaries perfectly measured out, played a couple games and that very night, an epic storm comes and rips the net to the ground.
You're starting to annoy me Mr. M.
Easy to get miffed - right?
Well - I had to put all this in perspective when I read this: A couple months ago, there was this young guy who for three days was leading a major (MAJOR) golf tournament and everyone thought for sure he had it won. Then, on the very last day, he shanked so many shots, he ended up loosing the whole thing. By a lot. People called it a meltdown, and that he choked, and that it was so bad how could he ever get over it and ever do well again. Especially since this very same thing had already happened to him in another MAJOR tournament just a few months earlier. Ouch. Now, he could have really gotten down about that, don't you think? But this young man, age 22 said after it was over, "You know, if loosing The Masters is the worst thing that ever happens to me, it's not such a bad thing." WHAT?
You see, he had just gotten back from Haiti. There he looked upon the REAL definition of 'loosing'. He saw TRUE suffering first hand. He witnessed the aftermath of the disaster there, with it's unbeliveable heartache and pain, and reasoned that that loosing a golf tournament is - well - way beyond insignificant.
Wise man, that Rory McIlroy.
So, if muddy roads, an empty bag of cat food and a fallen net are the worst things that happen this week - hey - it's not that bad of a week. Unfortunate, sure. Devastating - not even close.
So - I need to concentrate on those things that are worth fretting about - and usually those things have nothing at all to do with me.
Perspective. The proper kind. I hope I will learn that as well as Rory.
Murphy's law or what.
We just bought an army sized bag of cat food a couple days ago, put it in a 5 gallon pail with the lid on and that very night, the raccoons came, and yes, they got the lid off the bucket and ate the ENTIRE bag. Seriously?! Thanks Murph.
Then the boys put the badminton net up with all the stakes and boundaries perfectly measured out, played a couple games and that very night, an epic storm comes and rips the net to the ground.
You're starting to annoy me Mr. M.
Easy to get miffed - right?
Well - I had to put all this in perspective when I read this: A couple months ago, there was this young guy who for three days was leading a major (MAJOR) golf tournament and everyone thought for sure he had it won. Then, on the very last day, he shanked so many shots, he ended up loosing the whole thing. By a lot. People called it a meltdown, and that he choked, and that it was so bad how could he ever get over it and ever do well again. Especially since this very same thing had already happened to him in another MAJOR tournament just a few months earlier. Ouch. Now, he could have really gotten down about that, don't you think? But this young man, age 22 said after it was over, "You know, if loosing The Masters is the worst thing that ever happens to me, it's not such a bad thing." WHAT?
You see, he had just gotten back from Haiti. There he looked upon the REAL definition of 'loosing'. He saw TRUE suffering first hand. He witnessed the aftermath of the disaster there, with it's unbeliveable heartache and pain, and reasoned that that loosing a golf tournament is - well - way beyond insignificant.
Wise man, that Rory McIlroy.
So, if muddy roads, an empty bag of cat food and a fallen net are the worst things that happen this week - hey - it's not that bad of a week. Unfortunate, sure. Devastating - not even close.
So - I need to concentrate on those things that are worth fretting about - and usually those things have nothing at all to do with me.
Perspective. The proper kind. I hope I will learn that as well as Rory.
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