I heard a story a while back.
There was a man in a foreign country who ran a successful cement manufacturing plant. The government in that country changed hands and the plant was taken from its owner and given to a friend of the new ruler of that country. This new owner had never been in the cement business before, but business was good. No one knew the previous owner had employed a worker whose sole job was to sweep the cement off the roof of all the plant buildings. And so, every day a thin layer of cement dust accumulated on the rooftops. In the mornings, the dew fell and hardened the cement. The next day, the dust fell, the dew hardened, and so on. Then one day, the roof could not withstand the tremendous weight of the cement on the roof. The roof collapsed and all the machinery was ruined. The business was lost.
Bitterness is like that. Day after day, anger falls and bitterness hardens it until, one day like the roof, it all comes crashing down.
God, give us the broom of forgiveness. Amen.
Monday, August 27, 2007
Saturday, August 11, 2007
You find out who your friends are
That Tracy Lawrence song stuck with me all week. "You find out who your friends are, somebody's gonna drop everything/ hit the gas, get there fast/ never stop to think whats in it for me...
This week I saw several examples in the news about selfish or greedy folks.
The guy who caught the Barry Bonds homerun baseball. The mad struggle that ensued and how the mob fought each other for a chance to kick him while he was down and steal his ball away. There was a woman who ended up with that guy's flip flop, and said, "well.. maybe it's worth somethin." Or the cowards who held up the manager of Brookshire Bros. this week. Aren't these pictures of our 'what's in it for me' world?
Well, not always. We were baling hay this week when the guys we hired couldn't/wouldn't show up. Trina got on the horn and within an hour 5 guys were here ready to help us get our hay in. Now I know they had better things to do than wrestle 65 pound square bales on a 100 degree day, but there they were.
I hope I can live up to the example these have shown.
This week I saw several examples in the news about selfish or greedy folks.
The guy who caught the Barry Bonds homerun baseball. The mad struggle that ensued and how the mob fought each other for a chance to kick him while he was down and steal his ball away. There was a woman who ended up with that guy's flip flop, and said, "well.. maybe it's worth somethin." Or the cowards who held up the manager of Brookshire Bros. this week. Aren't these pictures of our 'what's in it for me' world?
Well, not always. We were baling hay this week when the guys we hired couldn't/wouldn't show up. Trina got on the horn and within an hour 5 guys were here ready to help us get our hay in. Now I know they had better things to do than wrestle 65 pound square bales on a 100 degree day, but there they were.
I hope I can live up to the example these have shown.
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