Little boys find things to do. I was around 5 years old when we lived on the farm. Our house was about 50 to 75 yards from the shop. In between the house and the shop was a pasture where I played dodge the patties. On this morning dad and the men had been repairing …
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“Question Bearing On Need”
This is one of the fundamental Principles taught in the Dale Carnegie Sales Course. It’s the question that gives the conversation focus. It’s the question that must be satisfied. What kind of questions are you chasing an answer for? I remember the lonely nights in college (1965-68), driving gravel roads thinking and talking to myself. …
The Key?
I’m a dude. Although He has changed much of my dude thinking ways since 1984 when I came to Jesus, I am still a work in process. One of the areas He is working on is my entrenched way of focusing on performance. Performance is a core attribute of our culture. Did you make the …
“And She Will Have A Handful of Those”
It was our first cup of coffee on a Saturday morning. Mary & I are sitting outside of our daughter’s home, grandson & grand dog sitting when I said, “We need a treat. I’m going up to the donut place.” A few minutes later I was there standing in line. In front of me is …
She Carried Sweet Memories…
Tupperware…the carrier of good things. These are 3 of my mother’s Tupperware containers. She used these to carry her pies, cakes, candy and other delicious foods to potlucks, church events and to the field at harvest time. When a person saw one of these sitting on a counter, table, or the tail gate of a …
I Had No Idea…
I must have been 6 or 7 years old the summer I spend with my dad’s Aunt Mary & Uncle Aldo (Doe Doe). They lived in the country outside Carlisle, AR, just down the road from the house my grandpa & dad built. I remember the first morning, before the sun came up, Uncle Doe …
Lessons From The Farm: His Hands
My dad had massive, callused hands. If he tightened a nut with his hands, you didn’t need a wrench. When my dad was a young boy, he and his dad built their house (probably 90 years ago – still occupied in Carlisle, AR) with their hands. Dad could build whatever he needed out of wood …
What If…?
It's an early morning rainstorm coming over the lake. It’s the sound of the rain hitting the steel roof and the rolling thunder in the distance. To me, it’s His whisper, "Be still. It's Me." When we are busy, we miss the small whispers of His presence. Everything God does is intentional. He reveals His …
“Running Around Like A Chicken With His Head Cut Off!”
I must have been 5 or 6 years old the morning my aunt told my cousins & me, “Go pick out a chicken for supper tonight.” Like a well-choreographed dance move she took the chicken in one hand and the hatchet in the other and as she brought the chicken down onto the chopping block, …
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Seeing Around Corners & Curves
Life is full of sharp curves & blind corners. Life is like going down the highway, foot on the floor, just fat dumb & happy when suddenly…it’s a curve. You have no idea what is on the other side. What are you going to do? Your sharp curve, blind corner might be, “We are going …