When I was a kid (some time before the Civil War 😉 ) life wasn’t quite as convenient as it is today. This was before email, personal computers, microwave ovens, etc. While I didn’t grow up in poverty, my family was not by any stretch of the imagination wealthy. I got lots of hand-me-downs, didn’t have the latest toys, clothing, etc., and if anything I had broke, guess what? We didn’t just throw it away and replace it. We mended it.
Have we become so familiar with God in our “culture” that He no longer draws from us awe and wonder? Has God become a cosmic buddy, or life coach? I fear that this might have happened in my life and I fall in the danger of esteeming him lightly, which is to say, dishonoring Him. And how about the Church? Has God ceased to strike a healthy and good sense of awe in its people? What about our nation, our world?
Tossing and turning at night, troubled by that one issue that you have no way of knowing, no way to control, and no absolute certainty of the outcome?
Through the years, I’ve had plenty of things to worry about. There were months of unemployment, wondering if we’d be able to pay the rent, keep the lights on, life -threatening family health issues, sudden deaths of friends and loved ones, etc. Lean times, scary times with which I’m sure many can relate. It was stressing the heck out of me and I could easily lose sleep over it. After all, what else could I do but my best?
Then I realized, I had a choice.
So, a good friend of mine who is a bestselling author, brilliant entrepreneur, and publishing/marketing genius named Aaron Patterson posted the following today on facebook:
I know asking advice on Facebook is asking for trouble but I am not sure what to do so maybe some of you have something to say that I can use. My problem is with my 7 year old daughter. She is a slob and almost a hoarder. She keeps everything and packs it away in her room…
So this morning, I hear the panicked cry of my daughter (whose hamster Diana just passed away a month ago), “Daddy, Gracie’s not in her cage.”
Gracie joined the family a week after Diana passed away and as she’s so new to the home, we’ve been super careful with her. Or so I thought.