A couple of summers ago my husband and I were canoeing for the afternoon during a time when I was just getting ready to finish graduate school and looking ahead to whatever would be next. My husband, kindly prodding me (albeit in a small boat on a quiet river from which there was nowhere to […]
Love yourself. Love yourself. Love yourself. I used to not put much value on the above words. I suppose the idea seemed kind of selfish. I just thought loving others well was all that mattered. But if we do not value and love ourselves, that lack shows up, everywhere.
I was pretty proud of myself when I made a picture frame once.
The reason I was so proud is that I had to overcome so many obstacles to build it.
First, it took me a while to find just the right wood. Then I went to the store and bought an expensive circular saw to make a couple mitered cuts. Then I had to buy some expensive wood glue and then even more expensive clamps to hold the pieces I cut together. After a couple days and a whole bunch of money, I stood with a pile of tools behind me holding the crooked frame I’d built.
Let me tell you about a couple guys who moved from San Diego and from the Pacific Northwest to Gulu, Uganda this year who are building an entire school campus – out of dirt!
A few weeks ago, my wife and I locked our keys in the car during church, with the car running. We didn’t realize it until about two hours later as we were about to head to lunch.
So we did the only thing we knew to do. We called a locksmith, who arrived about 30 minutes later. But when he pulled in, we got nervous. As if the idea of breaking into our car wasn’t enough of a concern, when I caught a glimpse of him, my concern grew. He pulled into the parking lot and I swore he was still in high school.