It was the day after the storm, and the PT (Physical Therapy) hall was deserted.  The PT instructor had only me to instruct, and he watched me like a hawk.  I was afraid my minor omissions would catch his eye, and then my forgetfulness did.  I forgot I was to stay at the last station until he returned.

When you’re old you no longer care about taking things exactly.  You blunder on peaceably.  And that can mean a confrontation with those in charge.  Luckily he had regard for my self-image and didn’t belabor the error.

I was able to do exceedingly well on my next exercise through plentiful attention to what I was doing, and I satisfied my instructor.  I’m still learning the ropes.

Sometimes we do things just to humor a friend or acquaintance, and in the eyes of God, that’s love.  Today I went to the pharmacy to pick up two prescriptions.  The clerk gave me three.  Sometimes, when one of my prescriptions is close to the refill date, Kara, the pharmacist, fills it for me without a consult.

 This was the case here, but it was a month early, and would be sitting on the top kitchen cabinet shelf until it was due.  Well, anyway, I kept silent and paid for it.

I wondered, how appreciative would Kara be that I saved her an embarrassment?

When I feel down and out, it is good to realize that I am living among people with similar values and morals.  When I am at the top of my game, I feel able to handle the challenge of others, like the Left.

The presence of what we consider irresponsible values in our midst can be an incitement to clear thinking, and an antidote to complacency.  This last-mentioned mood can be the cause of corruption and lazy thinking.

I’m saying the kite rises with a wind that is against it, so it is not good to have life just the way we like it.  It is perhaps what Jesus meant when he said the rich find it hard to get to heaven.

We sometimes set out to do what we think is God’s will, and then become waylaid or distracted.  But if we were sincere in our attempt, another opportunity will arise, perhaps greater than the first.  I was once distracted from my purpose, but then came the opportunity of teaching.

It was at times tedious, but I persevered, and the years of effort resulted in years of authorship.  If we persevere, the Lord makes our sand castle a piece of enduring art.

I have always suspected that my successes were not my work alone.  There was a higher spirit inspiring them.                    

All you doubters, here’s cash proof of what I’ve been saying.  I had to have a hole in my utility room repaired and my kitchen refloored.  This in Judeo-Christian Western Civilization.  The first estimate was $1200 just to treat the mold in the hole and the utility room.  The second estimate, from a different handyman, was $1284 for everything.  The second man, a talkative fellow, lost his father, when he was fifteen and had to go to work to support his five brothers and mother.

The second estimator was a man of faith, and trusted I would pay an irregular repair.  I trusted he wasn’t scamming me.  The result, because of trust, was a profitable transaction for two.