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As for me and my house.
We like to know where we are goin’.☺️
And. In the end.
Siri is not gonna get us “there.”
The best things in life are not free.
(Siri has been lookin’ over your shoulder for far too long)
Keeping score, tallying up the debts and deficits.
Far. Too. Long.
Really?
Yes.
In the meantime.
Someone. Somewhere. Somehow. Someway.
Is picking up the slack.🙏🏻🤗
Hurray.
Now what.
Embrace the beauty in the ugliness of the me that is we. Well. If a shower is not beyond the horizon….a fist pump will do!😏
🤜🏻🤛🏻
The beauty in a day, is to realize we are all different!
Hurray?
Way to go!
And.
Cool!
If you had a gagillion Benjamins (aka dollars) Yeah, and btw, Benjamin, is the guy who invented electricity by flying a kite during a thunderstorm….charge your phone?
Thank Mr. Franklin.
Flying a kite in a thunderstorm?
KIDS. DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!
Hungry. Thirsty. Jonesing for a hot digitty dog? Searching for a bag……
Let’s savor the moment. Mmmmmm. Mmmmmm. Yum. Yum. Licking our chops for those “baggos”……
Huh?
Baggos.
Louis Vitton, Clutch, Ziploc,
The ole over the shoulder boulder holders(🤓)
Ahhhhh. The possibilities. Ahhhhh, imitations and fakes abound.
10,000 bags of “chewy nerds”
10,000 bags of “ROLOS”
10,000 bags of nuts🥜🌰
10,000 bags of legos😃
(The beauty. Legos must be connected, “put together” in order for the final product to look like something to someone..
Yes!
One kid’s pile of “what is that?”
Is another kid’s Picasso!
Yes!
Awesome.
Finally.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder!
And.
Many of our greatest founders simply said, “What the heck.” “Let’s give it a try!”……
Connectors connecting the connection of life. For and of one another as and for each other.
Yes!
Beauty!
Is in a pile of legos looking like, well, a pile to some.
While at the same time, looking like the Eiffel Tower to another!
Yes!
How?
Well.
There are many ways and paths and non sirisical ways to achieve a masterpiece.
Trust in Truth.
Practical application.
Common sense.
And.
A yearning for love😃.
What’s the diff?
A lot.
Between a Soldier.
And.
A Civilian.
A lot.
And.
Not so much.
Huh?
A boxer may throw a “right”.
A boxer may throw a “left”.
Bob. Weave. Left. Right.
Huh?
Lean in?
Nope.
Doesn’t work that way.
Doesn’t work this way.
To think we actually have control is the moment we kid ourselves. Like a kid. A real kid. Who has a kid-like right to because they have not grown up. Yet.
Tug-o-war.
At some point. The tug of war game pulls a team into the proverbial sand. Trap. With no way out.
”Lean to the left.
Lean to the right.
Stand up.
Sit down.”
Fight. Fight. Fight.
Yes.
And.
Not so fast.
For some.
Soldiers walk before us.
To ensure we do not have to be afraid.😳.
Huh?
Yes.
Those who decide to risk their lives for another have common sense. A purpose. A soul.
Huh?
Yes.
What is it?
The answer is simple.
SIMPLE.
Our leaders, our Soldiers have a sense of duty. Our leaders get their 10,000 hours of application much sooner than most professions in the civilian community.
Huh?
Yes.
Thank you.
First responders?
A close second.
O.K. You ask: “Time to go outside with a kite during a thunderstorm?”
No. No. No. Silly.
Time to recognize those who have walked before you, on your behalf, really on your behalf, carry enormous scars and still wake up each day wanting to make your day,
Perfect.
Wow.
Yes.
Wow.
It isn’t just the frequency that they are applying their leadership skills, by example, but also the intensity. When lives are on the line all the time, the intensely focused nature of “attack” becomes of utmost importance. (dk)
Wow.
Yes.
Wow.
A kind of love only known from experience. Like. One kid’s pile of legos is another kid’s Eiffel Tower.
No concrete explanation may exist for the logical illogical. No concrete explanation may exist for the illogical logical.
What then. Is left?
A desire.
To get “it” right.
Family exists in the darndest of places. Some we are born into. Some we “fall” into. Some we choose. Some we do not choose. Some we do not know we choose until the mud and the stench of the trench is staring us face to face.
We think. “Let’s go fly a kite!” Yea. Right.
Wouldn’t it be lovely.
What is the goal?
Contentment. Understanding. And. A whole lotta LEGOS.😊
ME + ME = ME.
ME + WE = US!
The worst part of a life well lived is to see another’s hurt and not be able to do something about “it”. The hurt.
No snow cone.
Will help.
No cotton candy.
Will help.
No big gulp of Coca Cola.
Will help.
No creamy or snowy blizzard.
Will help.
Over and over and over.
Consumption. Consume. Consumption.
Nope.
Empty.
To feel love is to feel full. Of love.
Anything else?
Is simply,
Cotton Candy.🍭
Instant gratification.
No long term “gain” Other than, of course, the extra baggage.🧳
You think. “ I am just gonna dig in” to this big bowl of…….
Take your pick.
Or.
Make your pick.
Then ask yourself:
”Why me?”
Or.
”Why not me?”
At the end of the day. The ink blot for some may look like a colorful and comfortable rainbow. For others a straight, black, curved line.
In the sand.
Yep.
There is a hope of the so called 10,000–let’s call them—the 10,000 club. And as per life’s usual daily plan and, as is their goal. It is simple.
Understanding.
Yep.
To serve His Great Commission.
His. Great.Commission.
And.
Not our own.
As much as we like to down the cotton candy and chewy nerds.😉
The Great Commission is to equip us.
Yes!
Helmet. Shield and all.
To equip us with proper life tools so that we can better serve others.
Beauty!
Wonderful, too.
Life is meant to challenge you to embrace the catalytic changes with honor and resolve. Meant to be a catalyst for change (not just a “hope”) in your life and not a simple book to read. (dk)
Book are great. Reading left to right is the foundation of life.
Some. Heroes. Have already memorized these important principles because they have had to in order to survive what life “throws” their way.
In the end.
And. In the beginning.
The most important tool to remember is that we are not in charge. We serve Him.
And.
He expects the most of us all day, every day.
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