The other day I was taking out the trash. What a mundane task that is. So, to amuse myself I made a game out of it. I used the bags as a hammer throw; you know like in the Olympics. I held on to the handle and spun around several times and let it go. Just as I let go I said, “God let it go in the dumpster.”
I realized what I had just done and had to laugh. First of all because I am a 55 year old man spinning around with a full trash bag and secondly cause I included God in this mundane task I was doing. Ok, here’s the deal. Make it a point to seek God even in the mundane tasks of your life.
PS: The bag landed in the dumpster!
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As I sat patiently watching a train pass I noticed that the majority of the cars had been “tagged” with graffiti. I began wondering why we humans feel so strongly that we must leave our mark on this world. What I came up with is it is because we need to let people know we were here.
Walking through a grave yard I noticed the dates on a tombstone; 1927-1990. For many the mark we leave is the dash between two dates.
Maybe that is what this blog is about . . . leaving my mark somehow.
Walking through a grave yard I noticed the dates on a tombstone; 1927-1990. For many the mark we leave is the dash between two dates.
Maybe that is what this blog is about . . . leaving my mark somehow.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
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