Archive for January 2011

Life is a Vapor

This week, I’ve got age on my mind.  You see, in a few more days, I will reach another mile marker – it’s been another five years.  I remember when I was 40.  I felt terrific and looked terrific.  I looked better at 40 than I did at 20 – no kidding!  But when I was about 45, I felt that “looking good” feeling start to slip.  Then a few years later the big “50” hit – I was still slipping – another wrinkle or two, another pound or two.  Soon I will be, well, just add another “5” to it.  Ok, so I cannot deny that age comes whether we want it to or not.  And now that I acknowledge the age factor, I feel more like living for the moment.  Don’t get me wrong, I believe in being sensible, living responsibly, and somewhat preparing for the future, as best we can.  And certainly I believe in being spiritually prepared for eternity.  However, the older I get, the more I realize each day here on earth is a gift; and none of us are promised tomorrow.  So perhaps we should wear that outfit tucked away in our closet for a special occasion, or perhaps we should break out that expensive bottle of perfume given to us a couple of years ago, or maybe we should take time to do that one thing we’ve been putting off for several years.  If you get a second chance to take the trip of a lifetime, perhaps you should reconsider.  Or perhaps you simply need to make the time to see your parents or children.  Oh my, and how about all those little things we forget to do for others.  Now is not the time to withhold praise, to forget to say thank you, or to put off those random acts of kindness.  Ok – I’m preaching to myself.

Chances are, over the next couple of weeks, you will likely see me wearing some new threads, smelling good, and letting you in front of me in the grocery store line.  And I am so glad I took the time to celebrate my mother’s birthday with her last Sunday.

Show me, O Lord, my life’s end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting is my life.  You have made my days a mere handbreadth; the span of my years is as nothing before you.  Each man’s life is but a breath.  Psalm 39:4-5

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Run for the Roses

Last summer, I had completed about five chapters of my book project – an idea in my heart/mind for about four years.  Since I was finally making some progress, my thoughts turned to the day the book would be completed (hopefully within a year or so), and along with that came questions about publishing.  I called my friend, Brenda, and asked for advice.  She suggested that I attend a writing seminar – Dan Miller’s Write to the Bank.  Many things came together that allowed me to attend the seminar (that’s another story).  While at the seminar I learned about a writing contest.  When I returned home, within a couple of days, Brenda came over for an update on the seminar.  I mentioned to her about the contest and that I would like to enter the contest to test the waters, but my book was far from complete; and the contest had an entry deadline of January 15.  I work two jobs, and that seemed an impossible feat.  She paused, and then firmly said, “It will be a push, but you can do it.  You have nothing to lose.”

I consider myself to be a storyteller, and my book is a series of very short stories about my life.  One of my favorite songwriters was also a storyteller, Dan Fogelberg.  I have adopted the chorus of one of his songs as my theme for completing my book because, you see, it is so fitting.  I have completed my book with what seemed to be an impossible deadline:

Run for the Roses

Next Tuesday, I am taking a day of vacation and will be officially submitting my manuscript in the contest – I’ve joined in the dance.  And again, I am so grateful for yet another encouraging friend.  Is there something you long to do?  Do you need to join in the dance? Perhaps you, too, need a little encouragement. http://www.MidLifeDoOver.com/ 

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