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One Drip Has Lead To Many More

One drip at a time, over time, can turn into a lot. I learned that the other day. 

one drip has lead to many more

I took a look out our front door and found an olympic-sized skating rink on our front door step.

Okay, it wasn’t olympic-sized but the ice was thick. Anyone thinking about ice fishing would have no trouble hauling out an auger to drill a good-sized hole. 

I’m expecting to see an ice fishing hut right outside my front door any day now. 

The whole reason I checked was because I am having a package delivered in the next few days and I don’t want a lawsuit on my hands. 

We have always had problems with ice on our front step in winter. The way the house was designed has created the perfect conditions for a pool of ice.

I remember years ago I used to play a computer golf game with a couple of buddies. We got together on Wednesday nights at about 10 pm and called it “League Night”. It was the night we would gather around my computer and play a golf game that had lousy graphics by today’s standards. 

One guy in our group, Charlie, was the luckiest of us all. If I hit the ball in the woods, I would always be behind several trees. Not Charlie. Somehow all the trees would line up on either side of his ball like he had a funnel to the green. 

In fact, we started calling it that. Charlie would hit his ball in the woods and Dave and I would call out, “funnel” because he had a clear shot every time. 

Well, the shape of our roof comes in like a funnel above our front door. The snow and ice naturally gathers there. When the sun melts the snow, it runs into the eavestrough over the door and turns to ice at night … but just keeps building up. 

We have six inch icicles hanging down above our front door. They look like an elaborate security system that I could detonate and drop on unsuspecting intruders.

We have been dealing with the ice on the front walk by sprinkling ice melt on the step. It melts the ice when the temperatures are just below freezing, but when the temperature drops lower, it stops working. 

The only good it does then is make it easier to break up the ice. It kind of works like greasing a pan before you start cooking something like eggs.

This is not an adequate fix because the eavestrough is full of ice. In fact, the ice has built up a good inch and a half over the top of the trough. 

The only way I will be able to solve my problem is to clear the gutters … and unless the temperatures start to rise that will be a long time coming. 

For now, I’m left with chipping the ice away that keeps dripping off the trough one drip at a time. 

Here’s the thing: A lot of time we deal with sin by confessing it. Then the next time we sin, we confess it again. But to adequately deal with our sin, we need to deal with the source of the sin. Acknowledge, confess and run from that.

That’s Life!

Paul

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Tweak Something To Make It Better

There are several ways you can tweak something – some are bad, but some are good. 

tweak something to make it better

Everyone has tweaked something at some time or other in their life. 

You might have tweaked a muscle … that’s a bad kind of tweak. It’s not really bad, but it is painful. You can still walk around with that sore thigh or calf muscle, but you might have a slight limp for a day or two. 

That’s the other thing about a tweak. When it applies to a muscle, it never lasts too long. In just  a day or two that bicep muscle will feel good again. But at the moment it happens, you grimace, rub your arm and say, “I think I tweaked my bicep a bit.” 

That’s just the way it is. 

Now there is another not so nice tweak I know of. I hesitate to mention it, but I guess I will anyway. 

It happened mostly in school between boys. Every once in a while a guy would come up and grab another guy’s nipple and twist it. They would tweak it and it was painful. But that was what you got for not paying attention or being aware of who was around you.

There is another use of the word, “tweak”, and that is to make something better, or to make perfect something that is already good. 

You might tweak a car engine to make it run a little smoother. You could tweak the design plans for a house to make some dramatic enhancements.

Today I’m in the middle of tweaking my hot sauce. As I’m writing this, it is the Saturday before the Super Bowl so the timing is perfect. 

I wrote about getting a deep fryer not long ago (read about it here) and since then I’ve been working on my sauce. 

The main ingredient is Frank’s Original Hot Sauce, but I can’t divulge the rest. It is fast becoming a family secret. 

I started with reviewing about seven different recipes and whittled it down to three that I thought I would like. Each recipe had about five different ingredients that supplemented the Franks – something I didn’t realize until now.  

I had thought you just dowsed the wings with Frank’s and that was it. 

NO, NO, NO. There is more science behind the perfect sauce than that. 

So I’m on my third attempt to get the sauce just right. Today I will tweak my recipe again. I’m going to add more Frank’s, reduce one ingredient, and add another ingredient. 

The sauce is good; it just needs something more to make it perfect. So I will continue to tweak my recipe until I get it just right. 

I may have to eat a lot of wings before I patent my sauce, but that’s just the price I’ll have to pay.

Here’s the thing: Let me encourage you to tweak your time with God every once in a while. Your quiet time with God may be good, but there will come a time when you need to tweak it to make it even better. If you don’t have a fulfilling time with God right now, don’t just keep doing the same thing. Don’t lose interest. Take some effort and tweak the time you spend with God. Change where or when you meet with Him. Add journaling or a guide. Begin to read through the Bible. Whatever it takes, make the most important time of your day a little more meaningful. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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The Third Time Is Not Always A Charm

They say there is a first time for everything, but I say there is a third time for some things.

the third time is not always a charm

What I’m referring to is the mistakes we make. Sometimes we can learn from our mistakes. There are other times when we just keep repeating the same mistake over and over.

If you do something for the first time that ends in failure, you may not want to try that again.

I know of people who had a car accident when they were first learning to drive. They were afraid of repeating their error so they decided not to ever drive again.

I think mistakes are important for us to learn from. They shouldn’t scare us away. We should use our mistakes to make corrections, to change the formula, to improve the process. 

That is why I keep using my garage every day. I don’t park outside the garage; I drive my car inside. 

The reason I tell you this is because the other day I drove my car into my garage door. 

You might be thinking that anyone can make a mistake, but this is not the first time I’ve done it.

This is the third time I’ve driven into my garage and wrecked something.

There is another saying, “third time’s a charm” … well, not when it comes to garage doors, it’s not. 

The first two times were a little different. I had a bike on top of my car both of those times and so I didn’t really hit my garage door but the frame above the door – one time destroying my bike rack and the other time knocking the side view mirror off my car.

This time it didn’t involve my bike, but the bike rack still gets a starring role in the story.

Usually when I come home from work, I hit the garage door button when I turn the corner onto our street. That way the door is almost up by the time I get to my driveway. 

This particular day last week, Lily was shovelling the driveway when I came home and she had the garage door already up. 

So when I hit the button, the door started closing instead of opening. As soon as I saw that, I hit the button again, but that only stopped the door. It didn’t send it back up. 

Meanwhile, I was smiling at Lily as I passed her on the driveway until “BOOM!” … The door was just low enough to catch the top of my bike rack.

I probably would have snuck under the door if the rack had not been there, but the lock on it is jammed and I can’t take it off.  

The accident pushed the bottom panel of the garage door off the track and put a good-sized dent in it. Now the alignment is off and the door doctor says I will have to replace the panel. 

At least we don’t need to replace the whole garage door. 

… And just maybe, after the third time, I’ve learned my lesson.

Here’s the thing: It is good to know that God will forgive you when you sin – even if it’s not the first time you have sinned that way. This doesn’t give you a license to sin, but it does give you hope that your failings can be forgiven even if you haven’t learned from your past mistakes.

That’s Life!

Paul

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I’m A Contradiction And I Don’t Care

Most people are going to think that I’m a contradiction to what I’ve said I believe and practice.

I'm a contradiction and I don't care

But before you get your shirt in a knot, I’ll assure you it has nothing to do with my faith.

There are a lot of things these day that are contradictions. For example, there was Biden’s executive order of wearing a mask on all federal premises and then he was seen on federal premises without a mask. 

I’m a contradiction because I recently wrote four blog posts about a plan for losing weight. And now in this post I’m going to tell you something that seems to go directly against all I wrote in those previous posts.

Adults have this problem of not acting out what they say they believe. Parents will even tell their children, “Do as I say, not as I do.” The reason they say that is because what they are telling their children directly contradicts something that they are doing. 

No wonder, by the time kids reach junior or high school, they no longer believe anything their parents say. To teens, their parents are a contradiction. 

We’ve seen in our society where people condemn the violence that took place at the Capital Building, but then defend the violence of the many protests which took place in US cities during the summer.

We are a complete contradiction. 

So be kind to me when I tell you I just bought a deep fryer. 

That’s right, I wrote about how you can lose that weight you desperately want to get rid of and then I bought a deep fryer. 

It’s like I was saying, “Do this, but I’m going to do something contradictory instead.” 

It seems like I’m a contradiction and not just on the surface. You may be thinking “I’d like to see you get out of this one, you phony.”

Though I admit it seems like I’m a contradiction, I really am not. 

You see, the four posts I wrote about losing weight were not tied to a diet. I didn’t encourage anyone to only eat certain foods. In those posts I was advocating a lifestyle. I was saying this is how you can live your life and lose weight. 

One of the things I do each week is have chicken wings. I didn’t stop eating chicken wings in order to lose weight. I am, however, careful not to eat them too often. 

But I enjoy them and I will enjoy my life. 

Recently, the place where I get my wings each Saturday night (and I only have them once a week) has been closed. I’m not sure they will open up again, but if they do, they were going to start selling fish as well. 

Lily is highly allergic to fish, so it was looking like the end of getting wings there any way … best wings in town, by the way.

So I thought I would try to make my own wings. There is no difference in ordering wings from a restaurant once a week or making them myself once a week. 

No contradiction. 

By the way, they were delicious. … Now I’ve just got to perfect my hot sauce recipe. 

Here’s the thing: There are some people who say that the Bible is filled with contradictions. That is as good a reason as any for them not to believe the Bible. But the truth is, if you take a deep and closer look into what the Bible really does say, you will find that the seeming contradictions are not there at all. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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To Be Wanted Is A Really Good Feeling

Everyone has a desire to be wanted; it makes us feel loved. And it doesn’t take much for us to feel appreciated or loved or even wanted. A simply gesture will do. 

To be wanted is a really good feeling

When I was growing up, when all our friends lined up and two captains picked teams, as long as we were not the last one picked, we felt wanted. 

If we were picked first, second or third, we had an even greater bond with our captain. He wanted us; we were important to his team.

There was even a sense that he liked us.

Every dad or mom knows that feeling when their child sees them after a time away and runs into their arms screaming, “Daddy!” or “Mommy!” 

Even if that time away has only been an eight hour work day, or even an hour long shopping trip, in that situation, as they wrap their little arms tightly around your neck and yell their excitement to see you, about a quarter of an inch from your ear, you know, you feel it, you love the feeling of being wanted, being loved. 

In a work environment, when you get called in to be told you are getting a promotion or given more responsibility, or just a pat on the back because of the work you are doing, you feel wanted, like you are important to your company and to your boss.

Dogs are great at making us feel wanted. They follow you around; they just want to be with you. They are glad to see you when you come home. They stay close to your side. They invite you to play with them. 

They make you feel wanted, loved. 

So the other day, I had this weird and funny thing happen. I entered the garage and got into my car to go to work. I turned it on, backed it out of the garage and stopped to record my mileage for the previous day. 

Then I hit the garage door button, put my car in reverse and backed onto the street.

I looked back at the garage door to make sure it was closing and, just as I went to put the car in drive, I noticed something. 

The garage door was inches from being closed but there was a basketball rolling slowly down the driveway towards my car. 

I laughed, but my first thought was, “Look, that basketball doesn’t want me to leave. It’s like it’s saying, ‘Wait for me; let me come too.’”

In the weirdest way I felt wanted by that basketball. I laughed as I hit the garage door button again and got out of my car. 

I scooped up my basketball in my hands and gave it a few loving bounces as I walked back up the driveway. Then I took a couple of shots at the hoop – just to be playful – and put the ball back in the garage. 

I couldn’t get the smile off my face. 

Can you be wanted by an inanimate object?

Here’s the thing: God created this world, and the fact that you are alive is a sign that you are wanted. Even if you don’t feel wanted by anyone else, you are wanted by God. In fact, God wants you so badly that He sent His Son, Jesus, to come after us. He did that by going to the cross to pay for our sins. That’s how much you are wanted by God. … So how are you going to respond to being wanted?

That’s Life!

Paul

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Packed Up For Another Year

Well, its that time of year that everything gets packed up again.

packed up for another year

It started yesterday in our home, three days after the new year. 

There have been years when the packing didn’t start until a week into the year, but there are other factors at play this time. The bottom line is if Christmas doesn’t get packed up now, it will be weeks before there is an opportunity to get at it again.

I have to admit that I’m not the main packer in our home. My wife, Lily, takes the lead and the bulk of the job. I’m just there for a little grunt work and some moral support – and I’m a little light on the moral support, to be truthful.

We don’t have tons of storage in our house, so the fact that Lily has skill and lots of experience in packing is a good thing. 

I’ve helped move a lot of people in my day and people have very different ideas of packing. 

I’ve arrived at people’s houses to help them move and their place looks like everything is still in its place. They think they are ready to go, while I wonder if they have ever heard of boxes. Please pack your stuff in boxes before I get there!

Our son pulled that once. Though, to be fair, he’d never moved before. Lily asked him if he was pretty much packed up. He assured her that his apartment was all ready to load into the van. 

I liked hearing those words. But when we arrived, you would have thought he was just getting settled into the place. 

Well, he knows now what getting packed up is all about and for his last move he was ready.

But Lily is a master packer. The proof was in our move from Edmonton to Kingston. She had about 100 uniformed boxes, just the perfect size for carrying. Light ones could be stacked and carried. Heavier boxes were not too heavy for one person. 

The day we moved into our Kingston home, she stood in the doorway as our helpers brought the boxes in. She looked at the number she had marked on the box, looked at her master sheet and directed them to the exact room where the box was to go. 

Packing up Christmas is no different in our house. Some of those same boxes she used 25 years ago are still the off-season home for decorations, ornaments and trimmings.

It’s a lot of work. I couldn’t do it like she does, but it has to get done now. She is running out to time. 

Our daughter and son-in-law are moving to a new place in less than two weeks and guess what? Lily has been hired to help them get packed up for their move. 

I haven’t seen the contract yet, but I’m sure the payment will be time spent with Karlie and Matt. 

Here’s the thing: What state are your affairs in right now? If your time was up, are you packed and ready to go? Would you have everything in your life in order, ready to meet God? Or would there be a mess that still needs to be cleaned up? It will be too late at that point. Be sure that your life is in order now, so that you are ready when the time comes.

That’s Life!

Paul

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Bring On Christmas!

From time to time I repost articles from the past. This post is from December 2014. . . Enjoy.

Well, our house is finally decorated for Christmas. It has been about a two week process. We’ve lived in a Christmas construction zone in that time, with boxes and decorations lying in wait to be placed where they need to be.

bring on Christmas!

It’s not just the living room that needs to be decorated, our family room gets almost as much glitter and lights as the upstairs.  

For me, I’m glad that it’s all finished now because the in-between stage looks so unfinished and I really don’t like the clutter.

For two weeks I haven’t been able to walk around our pool table and if I need to get in a few more steps for the day, I need that space to pace around in.

But now everything is in place where it should be and the Christmas work site has now turned into a beautiful scene of lights, ornaments and ribbon. Lily’s happy with it and that makes me happy.

I don’t really contributed to the putting up of all the decorations. Lily has an idea of what she wants to do and I’d probably mess things up if I got involved … at least that’s what I’ve convinced myself of. 

Sunday afternoon I sat down on the couch and ended up taking a well-deserved nap. When I awoke, Lily had just finished the last touches on the decorations. I figured I woke up just in time.

She asked what I thought and I said it all looked great. I think she was looking for something more, maybe something more flowery or possibly a “I’ll help take it all down”. But the best I could offer at the time was “great job, dear”.

Hey, I was still waking up.

It’s not like I don’t do anything to contribute to the Christmassy look around our house. I put up the lights outside … and Lil doesn’t help me with them.  

I have to risk life and limb going up on a ladder to string the lights along the garage eavestrough. Then use an extension ladder to secure the lights along the peak of our roofline.

I don’t see her needing a ladder to put her newly spray-painted star on top of the tree … well maybe a step stool.

I was able to get all my decorating done in one afternoon and not the two weeks that we have had to wade through the junk.

But it’s all good now. We are ready for this season we call Christmas. 

The decorations are just a mood-setter for what the season is all about. I think the trimmings trigger memories and alter our mood. And this ushers in a most special time of year. Where we celebrate the birth of Jesus, God’s Son, who came to restore us to God.

Here’s the thing:  Like decorating for Christmas moves us into experiencing the season with a greater depth of feeling, taking time in the next couple of weeks to focus your attention on Jesus and His birth will move you to cherish Him more. The thing is, like putting up the decorations takes effort, take effort to spend some time in God’s Word around the miracle of the Messiah’s birth.

That’s Life!

Paul

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The Fix For My Problem Created More Hassle

What do you do when the fix for a problem becomes more of a hassle than the problem?

the fix for my problem created more hassle

That’s the situation I find myself in.

A while ago we got a new internet service. We’ve been fairly satisfied, with one slight nagging problem: the wireless router we got from the company doesn’t always reach the far end of our house. 

The signal seems weak.  

It’s been a nagging problem. It’s not like we don’t have any wifi there, but sometimes we have to move a little to get it. 

I figured that maybe the router was not that strong and a wifi extender could fix the problem. 

I purchased one that was on sale, but when I got it home I noticed that it had been an “open box” item, meaning someone had bought it and taken it back to the store.

That should have been my first clue. 

Set up was easy and it worked well … for a couple of hours. Then it cut out. 

We went from weak wifi reception to no wifi reception because our devices were still connected to this wifi extender that had disconnected from the router. 

I tried several things like moving it to a different location and updating the firmware. It was all good for a couple of hours … until it cut out again. 

It was more hassle to have the extender than to move a foot or two to get a better signal. 

I remember building a go-kart with my neighbour when I was a kid. We used an electric motor with a pulley wheel to power the thing. It was awesome to have a motorized go-kart! 

We placed the motor on one side of the seat, creating a bit of a teeter-totter. We took the rubber tire off the rear wheel, leaving just the rim. Then we slipped a car fan belt around the pulley and the wheel rim.

When we sat on the far side of the seat, it put tension on the fan belt, which caused the wheel to start turning. 

It was great fun; the go-kart went fast. 

We would have used it for years, except for a couple of things … 

We couldn’t drive it anywhere we wanted because we were connected to an extension chord – actually several of them. 

As a result, we had to go in circles. That was okay, except every time we drove across the extension chord, the metal wheel rim sliced into the chord. 

The idea was great; the go-kart was fun to drive. But in the end, it was more of a problem than just pushing the go-kart down the street by hand.

Similarly, I feel like this wifi extender has raised more issues than we had before.

So what do you do when the fix becomes more of a problem than the original problem? 

You take it back, that’s what you do.

Here’s the thing: In life, sometimes we find ourselves with a problem. It might be that we’ve sinned, or just found ourselves in an unfortunate circumstance. Often our first thought is to try to solve the problem ourselves. When we do that, we can find that our solution makes things worse or creates another problem. It’s always best to seek God when you need a solution. His solution won’t make your problem worse or bring you more hassle. Go to Him first. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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My Old Ways May Be Coming Back

I hope it’s not true, but I wonder if I’m back to my old ways. 

my old ways may be coming back

This morning I was taking apart a speaker that wasn’t working, and the tool I was using slipped and struck my hand.

Immediately it hurt, but it wasn’t until a couple of minutes later that I saw blood. I realized then that it was more than just an ouch; I had cut myself. 

Normally that shouldn’t be a big deal. But where I struck my hand brought back some memories. 

Somewhere in my forties, I became a little clumsy.

There was one time that I was cutting off the bottom of a door in our basement so that it would not rub on the carpet. The door was big and I didn’t have a table to place it on. So I just propped the end of the door up on my leg and held it there with my left hand.

I’m not sure why I chose the particular saw I used, but it was very toothy and came to a sharp point at the end. I had other saws but I chose that keyhole saw. 

While I was sawing my way through the door, the saw slipped out of the groove and struck the base of my index finger. 

I flung my hand off the door, sending blood up to the ceiling.  Three ceiling tiles were ruined in the process that day.

I realized the cut needed more than a bandage; it needed stitches. Down to emergency we went. Lily drove; she was very concerned. 

When it was all said and done, the doctors said I was fortunate that I didn’t cut a tendon or a nerve.

Anyone can have an accident.

Three months later I was cutting some fibre board for some sliding doors in another part of our basement. 

My tool of choice that time was a utility knife.  

As I scored down the length of the board, the knife slipped out of the groove and sliced into the top of my finger – same left hand index finger. 

This time Lily didn’t bother going to emergency with me. I did get more stitches.

No one would give me anything sharp to hold for some time after that. It was a running joke. 

But those were my old ways. I’m way more careful now … well, until this morning. 

To take that speaker apart, I was using a tool that was like a screwdriver but the end on it looked more like an ice pick. It’s called an awl, and it’s used for piercing and punching. And that’s just what I used it for. 

It slipped off the speaker case and pierced into the skin between my thumb and finger. 

You guessed it – on my left hand, just below my index finger. 

This time I’m hoping to avoid the emergency room, but my old ways may be catching up with me. I now have a hole in my hand and I haven’t been able to stop the bleeding.

I think I’ll get it under control. 

Here’s the thing: I find that it is so easy to go back to my old ways. It’s like they are second nature. When those old ways are destructive or harmful, you need to consciously replace them with new ways. You may also have some old ways that God wants you to replace with new ones. Don’t just fall back to them. Ask the Lord how you can replace those old ways with something that is beneficial, good and pure. 

That’s Life!

Paul

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Your Routines Are Too Important To Break

Breaking from your routines can have an effect on your day.

your routines are too important to break

Routines are important; we all have them. We use routines for almost every aspect of our lives. In fact, the way you tie your shoe laces is a routine.

And another thing: when you break a routine, it can mess you up. 

I have a routine every morning when I make my breakfast. But every once in a while I will do something out of order. It’s funny how I will stumble through making my breakfast that morning.

Routines are more than something we are accustomed to. They even get programmed into how our minds and bodies work. That means some of our routines become a part of who we are and how we function. 

That’s a good thing, by the way, because when a routine is so ingrained in us, we don’t even think about it. We just do it. It takes no thought on our part. It’s a process that works automatically.

And when you think about it, it would be brutal to have to use your brain to think through every thing you do. 

Routines are a lifesaver. 

Routines work in the background. You don’t even know all the routines you have. But during the day you use many of them to do things that you consider automatic.

But what happens when something interrupts a routine?

Maybe you have a morning routine to start your day, but you have an early meeting scheduled. It could be as simple as having to play hockey that clashes with your morning routine.

Of course you are going to play hockey and forget your routine that morning. You can usually work around routines, they are never life or death.

But they become such an important part of us that when we break those routines, even to do something we like, the routines makes us pay.

When we snub some of our basic routines, we can subsequently feel off-kilter for a while. 

In fact, maybe during that game of hockey that you broke your routine for, you might not play up to your standards. And the only thing you can point to as the cause of your sub-standard play is that routine that you broke.

The good thing is that breaking a routine doesn’t have to impact your life for a long time. You can easily get back on track – even by just making sure that you start your next day with your routine before doing anything else. 

However, if things in your life change, routines can change and be adapted. 

It might take a week or two. You may have to give it some time or thought, but before you know it, you make adjustments to your routine and everything is back to normal.

You are regular again.

Here’s the thing: The best way to meet with God is to have a routine – one that you don’t have to think about, that’s automatic. If you have time with God at the same time each day, know where you will do it and have what you need ready for you, when something comes up to break that routine, it won’t ruin you. You might feel off-kilter for a bit, but if you get back at the routine, everything will be back to normal by the next day.

That’s Life!

Paul

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