What's In Your Life?

Some days are just the same old grind. Then there are the rest of the days.

Years ago our son, Big Fuzzy and his family were visiting for the weekend. They had only their oldest son at the time and he was a small child.

As a mother I've used different tricks to make meals stretch and this was one of those days I applied one of those tricks.

It involves taking a quantity of burger, mixing a couple of eggs, some crackers or oatmeal, salt, pepper/spices to taste, then frying it like a regular burger. It is similar to a meat loaf, only fried.

Our family likes it, but our daughter-in-law had never had it, and she was a bit leery. She decided to share hers with their son. Since he was just a little guy, we figured it would work, that's what we set out to do.

Some things work the way we intend and some don't. We divided it into two halves and proceeded with our supper. Child gobbled his half up, and as he's sitting between mom and dad, when his half is gone he reaches over with his fork and stabs his mom's half.

As it's sailing through the air on his fork toward his plate he nonchalantly says to his mom, "You wanna bite?"

It didn't take him long to decide he liked the burger whether she did or not.

Life isn't always forgiving. When opportunity knocks you best be ready to grab the mouse by the tail.

Trusting. That's a huge word. There are days when the stress and pressure become hard. There are days when I feel like a fish in a barrel and someone with a net is after me.

I've threatened to pitch my tent in the back yard and pretend I'm on vacation. That may be appealing when life becomes unbearable, but there's the freezing temperature and tent thing to take into consideration.

This is not a political rant or post, however, I read just today a certain group of people in our legislature are proposing a 70% tax to pay for their agenda.

We have worked for the money we do have, now someone wants most of it?

Generosity doesn't count when it's forced. Being generous with someone else's money, possessions, or time doesn't make you generous. It generally makes you a thief.

I understand why some people choose to be Street People. Homeless people are those who for various reasons live in their vehicles, on the street, in the park, or a shelter ...wherever they can find to live.

Street people are those who choose to live on the street. It goes with being tired of some smarter-than-you-government elite who can tell you how to run your own life.

We have several political designations—Democrat, Republican, Libertarian, Independent, Socialist. They all come with their own ideology. Some overlap, and some are complete opposites.

In life there are many trade offs; losing and gaining, giving and taking. Many times the conundrum is we don't count the cost before we make the contract.

Too often only when the Piper shows up for his payment do we realize what the real price is that we pay. My children were raised in the old fashioned principle.

If you don't work, you don't eat, and there aren't any free lunches. If someone wants to give you something for 'free', just say no. You can add a 'no, thank you', but run the other way.

As they say, 'Mice Die in Mousetraps because they don't understand why the cheese is free.' And no one understands the dangers of small creeps, creeping in... Most often until they've crept in and it's too late to uncreep them.

1 Corinthians 5:6 "Your glorying is not good. Know ye not that a little leaven leaveneth the whole lump? 7) Purge out the old leaven, that ye may be a new lump, even as ye are unleavened. For our passover also hath been sacrificed, even Christ: 8) wherefore let us keep the feast, not with old leaven, neither with the leaven of malice and wickedness, but with the unleavened bread of sincerity and truth.