The glory of the young is their strength; the gray hair of experience is the splendor of the old.
One hundred (100) years is a long. Last week was grandfather’s birthday. If he was still living, that is how old he
would have been. I have lots of memories
that include my g-pa and g-ma. They were
precious people.
My favorite picture and one of my favorite memories
is of me sitting on my grandfather’s lap in a lounge chair in their yard on
Fannin Loop in Temple, Texas. I remember
talking about faith, spending time with them at their home near Denver,
Colorado and enjoying life with these precious people.
Life is meant to be treasured. Don’t waste the time you have been
given. Tell people how you love them and
that they are important you. I want
remember and live out daily the fact that the way we interact with people either
adds value or removes value from their lives.
I want to add value to everyone I come in contact with.
Who are the people that I will give value to
today? What is it or what relationship
have I been neglecting recently? Answer
those questions and make some changes.
I have a big prayer thing I am striving for and
praying for recently. It is my desire to
be right with God and honest in all I do.
I desire to stop worrying about what people think AND to sure I am not
just seeking to protect what people think of me. It is more important to please God. You get my point.
Seek the Kingdom of God above all else, and
live righteously, and he will give you everything you need.
Several years ago I met an incredible man by the name
of Brad Winters. Brad is a
historian of basketball, specifically in Indiana, plus he loves Jesus writing
stories about sports and faith. I get to
serve with Brad on the national Raceway Ministry board. Last night he shared a story that caught my
attention:
Ten
years ago I was checking into a hotel in Buffalo, NY and received a call from a
family friend that something had just happened at our house. A few minutes
later I received a call that told me my son, Dustin, had been accidentally shot
and had passed away. Thirty minutes later my wife called me and said that
Dustin was still alive. A heart doctor was preparing for a surgery at the
hospital that night and he and his team came running to the emergency room and
took over. Meanwhile, around 100 members of our church came to the hospital to
sit with my wife and children during Dustin's surgery and we were told that if
he lived through the surgery he would most likely have permanent injuries.
Yesterday, a perfectly healthy Dustin, married the love of his life and as we
sit outside of the city where I prayed alone and on the phone with friends and
family that night that God would allow us the watch Dustin grow up, be able to
see him get married and raise a family. I am humbled by his grace. We have an
amazing God!!!
That story made me smile and to thank God. How awesome is that? Make today count and give value to those you
come in contact with!
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