Zero Comments and Counting -

From the overwhelming email response I received about my last post, I can see that no one is reading my blog. Except me, and only because I have to when I type.

And you know what? That's OK...I guess. After all there are a zillion members of the blogosphere, many with much greater ability to hold a reader's attention. There are many more pressing subjects being vehemently debated in cyberspace (does anyone use that word anymore?)

The more I blog, the more vulnerable my posts seem to become. Not sure if I want that broadcast across the galaxy. Plus I have a tendency to become overly verbose when a succinct word or phrase will do. Why take a short cut when you get so much more from a scenic route? Unfortunately for me, others observing me overcoming my verbal shortcomings in real time does not make for a compelling read. Unless you are slightly deranged and are fascinated with train wrecks, you probably stopped reading long ago.

Enough whining, already.

A few brief quotes on a plethora of subjects:

"I drank what?" - Socrates

"Positive thinking won't help you do anything, but it will help you do everything better than negative thinking." - Zig Ziglar

"Salvation is from our side a choice; from the divine side it is a seizing upon, an apprehending, a conquest by the Most High God. Our accepting and willing are reactions rather than actions." - A.W. Tozer

"The right manner of growth is to grow less in one's own eyes." - Thomas Watson

Elementary, my dear Watson. He must increase, and I must decrease.


Now back to my little corner...


JRod

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow... Part 2

Hasn't let up for several hours. May not make it to church (Don't you love long gravel driveways?)

Bring it on.

Going back to my warm corner...

JRod

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

There is a storm coming. We are in the path of a large cloud that is dropping quite a few flakes. Could be 6 inches of snow by the time it's over, which is a lot for here, I'm told. Not being a native, I think it is cool. People who have lived here (at least the ones I talk to with any regularity) HATE the snow.

It is actually pretty funny when snow is mentioned in the St. Louis area. You would think that we were being invaded by all of the people madly stocking up on milk, gooey butter cake (isn't that stuff the best?), and Twinkies. Since we are on the subject of snow, most of the drivers I have encountered seem to have never EVER learned how to drive in the snow. Well, a lot of them act like it, anyway.

I wish I could come up with something deep and profound and insightful about storms and tie it into something that will change someone's perspective on life. (Sigh)

The last big storm here was nothing to sneeze at (where did that expression come from?) I should have taken pictures. the ice was everywhere. I had seen pictures AFTER an ice storm in an anonymous picturesque town that is always so willing to smile for the camera...simply gorgeous and breathtaking. Until now I had NO idea about how that little phenomenon happens. Crazy. Snapped tree limbs and cracked power poles...I should have taken pictures to show the hidden story that no one will tell you.

Tangent alert - I should use more pictures in my blog. Actually, I should use pictures, period. Then maybe someone will actually read it.

The posting of a thousand pictures begins with one bonehead finally posting the first picture. -Anonymous

If you are reading this and you are not me, leave me a short, pithy comment. Say hi, tell me you absolutely are enthralled by the psychological train wreck that is my blog. Otherwise, if you are me, don't leave any comments...I already know what you think.

Well, we'll see what tomorrow brings. Let it snow (but not in my corner...I'm going to be there)

JRod

If a grain of sand from a hour glass fell in the forest, would I have time to care?

Time.

I've read books on time management, listened to audio books, asked peers for their input.

"How do you do as much as you do?"

I then get a Superman, "Master of the Time Management Universe" answer. Setting priorities and goals and not sleeping and intravenously pumping coffee into their system and other such "time savers."

And time still marches on.

Wake up, sleepyhead (is it morning already?). Get ready. Rush to work (why are there 2 stoplights on this particular highway, anyway?). Sell, Sell, Sell. Cold calls, gate keepers, proposals, new company-wide initiatives. Quotas and Gross profits and presentations and headaches. Sell, Sell, Sell. Fortune 500. Mom and Pop. Do more with less and do it yesterday. Rush home. Four of the best children ever born in the history of the planet just so happen to live at my house. Blink. It's now 11:37 pm, the 14th good night kiss has been given and there is so much I want to do, but tomorrow morning is menacingly whispering in my ear "Ready or not, here I come." (Thank God I don't have a TV or I would NEVER get anything done...when do people have time to watch, anyway?) Oh, yeah...shouldn't I have at least thought about writing a new song? Oh, I just did. Think about it, anyway.

Well at least I thought about it. Maybe tomorrow I'll get another book on time management. It would be great if I had the time to read it.

Has anyone written a real long song that doesn't take up too much time incorporating biblical time management principles? Something about how our days are few on the earth, so teach us to number our days and redeem the time for in an hour you think not Jesus will come and time will be no more.

Wow...no more time. Imagine that.

Now I'll go back to my corner for a time out.

JRod