Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Last Night's Cornbread

TODAY'S QUOTE:
You've got to continue to grow, or you're just like last night's cornbread--stale and dry.
Loretta Lynn

Growth is a blessed thing that is too often treated like a chore. Sure, sometimes it sticks its nose into a safe rut and mucks things up. Sometimes it causes system wide panic and discord, replacing hibernation with a sudden total awareness that is almost blinding in its intensity. Change is filled with sensations, both good and bad. Nothing is meant to stagnate, standing water breeds bugs and frozen-in-place people are bugs by default.
They are like a record skipping over the same tired tune over and over. Children go through normal stages of growth; once we reach adulthood that should continue, but too often it just screeches to a sudden stop. I am sure that everyone knows someone who had a favorite time of life that they seem determined to remain inside of even though it is long past. The 60's are used a lot by many such theme role players and although it is entertaining to view them from time-to-time it is sad to think anyone is more fond of moments past than excited about ones yet to come.
If I have to be like a baked item, stale corn bread is a poor choice. I would hope that I am a bit more like angel food cake. It is sweet to taste. It keeps well if wrapped right. It can be topped with many different things and adapts well in the process. And it has such a pretty name... What would you choose? Choose wisely and do not be satisfied to be half-baked. Make life a rich banquet, not simply a meal of leftovers.
I received the following in an email. Enjoy and share!

Near my friends home is a field, with two horses in it.
From a distance, each looks like every other horse. But if you stop your car, or are walking by, you will notice something quite amazing.
Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that he is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him put down, but has made a good home for him. This alone is amazing.
If nearby and listening, you will hear the sound of a bell. Looking around for the source of the sound, you will see that it comes from the smaller horse in the field. Attached to her halter is a small bell. It lets her blind friend know where she is, so he can follow her.
As you stand and watch these two friends, you'll see how she is always checking on him, and that he will listen for her bell and then slowly walk to where she is, trusting that she will not lead him astray. When she returns to the shelter of the barn each evening, she stops occasionally and looks back, making sure her friend isn't too far behind to hear the bell.
Like the owners of these two horses, God does not throw us away just because we are not perfect or because we have problems or challenges. He watches over us and even brings others into our lives to help us when we are in need.
Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by the little ringing bell of those who God places in our lives. Other times we are the guide horse, helping others see.
Good friends are like this. You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.
Please listen for my bell and I'll listen for yours.


THINK ABOUT IT
LET IT GROW
THEN DECIDE
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