I Read Too Much

I find it ironic that, for the past couple of days, my devotionals have been almost word for word with my blogs. OK, that may be stretching it, but my blogs, now that I have caught up with my devotionals, seem to follow suit.  (Or the timing of my experiences I should say.) EXCERPT FROM MY DEVOTIONAL: Galatians 3:4 says, “Were all your experiences wasted? I hope not” (NCV). Don’t run away from your past. Because of pain, many people deny their past, ignore their past, discount their past, regret their past, or resent their past. They revise their past and make up stories because they’re happier dealing with the lie than the pain of the past. But if you’re in denial, God can’t use your experience for good. God can use every experience in your life for good, but you’ve got to stop running from them. You have to embrace your experiences. Maybe your parents weren’t that great, maybe you weren’t that hot in school, maybe you weren’t the football captain or the prom queen — so what? ...

Have you ever seen one of those movies where the main character has had to move heaven and Earth to get to their final destination?  By this, I mean find any mode of transportation to get them to that place they just had to be at by the end of the movie or the plot would go to the waste side?  Well, this last trip that I took was a close runner up to that.  I will post some photos and share a little bit about the time spent in Poland later, today I want to share my travel story. Last Saturday morning I began my journey to Poland.  My first flight was scheduled to leave at 11:10am.  So, naturally I thought if I left my house by 9:30am I would have plenty of time to get there, print my boarding passes, and start my journey.  That, my dear readers, was my first fatal assumption.  For leaving at 9:30 did not assure me the necessary time for two reasons, first I didn't factor in the time my family would take in saying their goodbyes and sec...

Have you ever just looked at other people; something akin to noticing what they don't realize others actually see?  Now, I'm not talking about unhealthy observations here - that is just creepy, but observation in general, due to the utter fascination with the other bipedal inhabitants of this crazy sod?  Alright, if you won't come out and admit it then by all means, I will.  There I was today, in the middle of my non-routine, routine.  Ah, yes, I must preface this all with the fact I had a vacation day which afforded me the opportunity to, well, observe my fellow man.  I went to the corner gas station this morning, which is something I do every day to get my daily dose of diet Pepsi from the fountain, and thus my day begun.  As I approached the light there was a kid, no more than 18 skating away on his skateboard.  He was really into it too, doing tricks and jumps and skating back and forth on th...