Once when we were relative newlyweds we decided to “swing by” the pet adoption clinic, because we had a free afternoon. That turned out to be a great way to come home with a lovable dog. Continue reading “Fire Someone Today: Best Advice I’ve Heard This Week.”
That Family at Our Church With the Drug Problem.
The family at church that parks in the far corner of the lot? It’s not because they have drugs in the car. They aren’t “ridin’ dirty” as the prophet Chamillionaire would have you believe.
And even if they are, at least they are at church, am I right? Continue reading “That Family at Our Church With the Drug Problem.”
Pat Robertson. A Case-Study in Assuming the Best.
The blogosphere has more fuel, ladies and gentlemen.
Behold, Pat Robertson, king of the soundbyte. This looks really, really bad, I have to admit. Continue reading “Pat Robertson. A Case-Study in Assuming the Best.”
How to Derail your Productivity in less than 5 minutes.
I packed up my laptop, headed to the business office at my apartment complex, and made a plan to get some stuff done on my day off.
But my plans were interrupted when I met Alberto (not his real name.)
He speaks no English, so I thanked Jesus for the dozen-or-so years of Spanish class (now a dozen-or-so years ago) and asked him where he was from.
Venezuela. He is in the states seeking political asylum.
Translation: he had to leave his home, and go to a place where he doesn’t even speak the language, to prevent Hugo Chavez from killing him.
I watched as he Skyped his family through tears, asking them about the violence, and if they were OK.
He ended the call, thanked me for letting him be so loud, and said grinning (pointing at the laptop) “Isn’t this marvelous?”
Yes sir. It is indeed pretty marvelous.
Please pray for my new 60-year-old friend, that he would be granted asylum, and that he and his family would be safe from a ruthless dictator.
It makes all my “productivity” seem pretty frivolous.
A Cure for all of the Political Woes facing us: Casserole.
Here’s the thing: All Liberals are not trying to take down our way of life. The guy who lives next door and has an Obama sticker is most likely a pretty nice guy. He just voted for a different guy than me.
I know I’m risking the entire operation here by starting with politics, but it was an easy target. What if, instead of Continue reading “A Cure for all of the Political Woes facing us: Casserole.”