Our son Sam is just so dang cute. I know that may seem a little biased but it is the truth. Sam is so caring and empathetic to those around him and those qualities showed themselves this past weekend when we went to the cabin for a day trip.
I’m not sure if you’ve heard of this guy called Jon Acuff, but not only does he have awesome hair, he is a pretty smart guy and has come out with some great practical information recently.
As November / Movember comes to a close and I review some of the goals I put in place for raising support for men’s health issues, I see that I am coming up way short. When I look at the amount of money I raised, which is a whopping zero dollars, it is literally the opposite of my fundraising goal of raising $5,000.
Vacations and breaks are needed. It allows us the ability to slow down, recoup, and spend some quality time with those we love most. It makes me feel so good that my family actually wants to be around me and makes me realize that I must be doing at least one thing right.
‘Tis this season to envy and be jealous of what others have and are about to have. Even though it is easy to find ourselves wishing and wanting for more during the holiday season, it is important to remember to be thankful for the little things.
This past weekend, after Sam played in the leaves for the second weekend in a row, it was time to get them out of the front yard. With the leaves removed, it was time to start back up the project that had begun months ago when I purchased supplies from Lowe’s because the deal on brown mulch was just too good to pass up.
It has been amazing to be surrounded by such a great community of folks and the Lord has absolutely placed certain people in my life for a time such as this. What seemed like random rendezvous were actually perfectly crafted together moments by the master planner. I love being able to look back in hindsight and see how He has been working.
While I was looking and blaming, Lindsay was defending Sam and saying that she didn’t think he would move and lose the remote. I would respond to her by telling her how neither of us touched the remote, her parents placed it on the fireplace mantel the night before, and I saw sam touching remotes. Ergo and ipso facto he did it.
Most of the time when we get involved with outside volunteer opportunities, projects, and anything else, we just pile it on our proverbial plate like a Thanksgiving dinner. As easy as that route is, it isn’t truly affective and creates a lack of clarity for you and others. Instead of piling our plate full of opportunities, we need to be a little more selective with the opportunities we take on.
Purpose matters. I don’t know why it took me so long to realize this, but purpose really does matter.