The choices we make..

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings,
but shorter tempers;

We buy more,
but enjoy it less;

We have bigger houses,
and smaller families;

More conveniences,
but less time;

We have more degrees,
but less sense;

More knowledge,
but less judgment;


We drink too much,
smoke too much,
spend too recklessly,
laugh too little,
drive too fast,
get too angry too quickly,
stay up too late,
get up too tired,
read too little,
watch TV too much,
and pray too seldom;

We have multiplied our possessions,
but reduced our values;

We talk too much,
love too seldom,
and hate too often;

We've learned how to make a living,
but not a life;

We've added years to life,
not life to years;

We've been all the way to the moon and back,
but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor;

We've cleaned up the air,
but polluted the soul;

We plan more,
but accomplish less;

We have higher incomes,
but lower morals;

We've become long on quantity,
but short on quality;

These are the times of fast foods
and slow digestion;

More leisure,
but less fun;

More kinds of food,
but less nutrition;

These are days of two incomes,
but more divorce;

Of fancier houses,
but broken homes;

These are days of quick trips,
disposable diapers,
throw away morality,
one-night stands,
overweight bodies,
and pills that do everything from cheer
to quiet, to kill;

We are called to make many choices,
that affect many people
and we live with the consequences.

Let our choices be the type that lift up God
and bring glory to His name.

Words for Life's Journey

“Among the things you can give

and still keep

are your word, a smile, and a grateful heart.”
—Zig Ziglar
(1926-); motivational author, speaker

Words for Life's Journey

“When you do nothing,
you feel overwhelmed and powerless.
 But when you get involved, you feel
the sense of hope and accomplishment
 that comes from knowing you are
 working to make things better.”

~ On the lighter side ~

One day my mother was out and my dad was looking after me.


I was maybe 2 1/2 years old and had just recovered from a bad cold. Someone had given me a little tea set as a get-well gift and it was one of my favorite toys.

Dad was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought Daddy a little cup of "tea," which was just water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such good tea, my mom came home.

Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea. ("It's just the cutest thing!") My mom waited and sure enough, I came down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy. She watched him drink it, then said (as only a mother would)..."Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is from the toilet?"

(true? I don't know...this was a recent e-mail !

~ HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY ~