'Twas battered and scarred, And the auctioneer thought it hardly worth his while To waste his time on the old violin, but he held it up with a smile.
"What am I bid, good people", he cried, "Who starts the bidding for me?" "One dollar, one dollar, Do I hear two?" "Two dollars, who makes it three?" "Three dollars once, three dollars twice, going for three,"
But, No, From the room far back a gray bearded man Came forward and picked up the bow,
Preparing for retirement is not hard, but it must be intentional. Advancing age is automatic. Good preparation for advancing age is not. There is the old adage, “When you aim at nothing, you are sure to hit it.” Unfortunately, many of us don’t think of retirement as something to plan for unless we feel guilty for not saving or not saving enough.
I remember hearing Tony Campello preach his now famous message entitled, "It's Friday and Sunday's Coming." He tells the story of a "preach-off" and being totally overwhelmed by the message about the challenges of Friday, and the anticipation of the answer coming on Sunday. I've thought of the significance and the meaning of this message often. Each year during Easter season is a likely time to examine the pains of Friday and sunrise of Sunday.
Purpose is often obscure and hard to describe. It is one of those things that we are able to identify once we see it, yet we often view it through a glass darkly. When our actions are lined up for our purpose, it’s like a hot knife through warm butter. When these two don’t align, it’s like looking for butter in a pig's pen.
Life is complicated, most of the time. Technology is supposed to make it easier, better, and faster. However, I’m not so sure it does. When I look around my office at work and then my office at home, I’m convinced that the idea of the paperless office was invented by the paper companies to sell more paper. There is paper everywhere.