Are We A Family?

What is a Family?

What does a really good one look like? Is there such a thing?

I surely don’t have an answer. And yesterday, as I was minutes from leaving my house for the airport, I quietly wondered if I even have a clue.

The car was packed with my carry-on suitcase and small backpack. I was all set to drive to Orlando International Airport for a business trip to Niagara Falls.

“Goodbye Mom and Dad”.

My Father-In-Law started to cry after he shook my hand. He never cries. “What’s wrong”?, I asked.

Next thing I know we had a 20-minute conversation about life and the physical hardships of getting old.

They are 83 and 86, and when I get get back home today, they’ll be back in Allentown, Pennsylvania.

They’ve been visiting us for several weeks, to witness our Son’s First Holy Communion.

To make a long story short, I am challenged to know what to do, what to say or when to do it or when to say it.

Mother Theresa said something to this effect, “The way to create World Peace is to go home and Love your Family“. Humbly, jeff 🙂

Come Monday?

Come Monday, it’ll be all right. Come Monday, I’ll be holding you tight“.

Remember that song, Come Monday, by Jimmy Buffett? No worries if you don’t.

Jimmy Buffett is a master storyteller. I have every CD he’s made, except a few of his greatest hits and Live CD’s. All told, it’s like three dozen.

We are all story tellers, aren’t we?

Whether we admit it or not, we are.

I’m working really hard today, Monday, to tell a great story. You in? carpe diem, jeff 🙂

Why?

Why do I write five blogs every day?

Not sure exactly. Trying to figure it out actually.

Maybe this is why:

“Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For whatever measure you use, it will be measured to you”. — Luke 6:38

There’s a part of me that (probably falsely) believes if I pour myself out to try to make the world a better place, in my own small way, that God will protect my Family. Sort of like a trade off.

I pay the price to try to help others, so that my Family will receive whatever help it needs.

That was really sort of weird to write that. Not sure I like how it sounds. Maybe I shouldn’t post it.

For now, I will. I’m more afraid of not trying, than I am of making mistakes. This may be a mistake, but at least I tried.

Today may be a great day for you to try. Carpe diem, jeff 🙂

Above All?

Above all what?

Cleaning up some emails and came across a You Tube video clip link. A Family member sent it. This impactful song was even more so, with the addition of the lyrics and photos.

It’s a song by Michael W. Smith. Click here to play, Above All.

Little things like this, when I take a few minutes to be still, help frame my day. Carpe diem, jeff 🙂