Have you ever been called out by your kid when you lied?
“Sorry, we couldn’t make your daughter’s dance recital, but my son had a soccer game.”
“No I didn’t, Daddy. You said that you didn’t want to watch bad dancing and hang around with crazy dance moms.”
“Thanks, son.” Continue reading
“Remember, each one of us has the power to change the world. Just start thinking peace, and the message will spread quicker than you think.”~Yoko Ono
Over 550 people have liked Bloggers for Peace on WordPress and Facebook. People like what we are doing. Let’s keep it up. I realized last week that finding peace is the channel I have been searching for my entire life. My existence now has purpose, drive, and meaning. When I had a cushy job, I was counting the days until I could retire, but with this new undertaking, I don’t want to do anything else. I just want to bring peace. I know some of you feel the same way, and I thank you for everything you do.
To help inspire the Bloggers for Peace (B4Peace), we will have a Monthly Peace Challenge. To participate, tag your post with B4Peace and make sure you copy your URL to the Linkz collection. Anyone who completes all twelve Monthly Peace Challenges will receive a Free B4Peace T-shirt. Continue reading
The Lil’ Buddha
“Daddy, are sharks googuys or baaguys?” my three year old son asked while he was taking a bath.
It’s a legitimate question. I don’t want my son to classify all sharks as bad, but I also don’t want him to pet a shark because he thinks it is his friend. I heard a story of some little girls who got mauled by a bear because they ran up to it thinking it was a Care Bear.
My older son rescued me, “Sharks are not guys, right Daddy? Plus, there are no good guys and bad guys.” Continue reading
This is an issue I really care about, so I’ve decided to come out from behind the curtain to talk to you.
Do you see these incidents as symptoms of a much larger problem? Why or Why not? Please share.
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On Sunday we were late to church as usual. Before entering, I opened my wallet to find two twenty-dollar bills. I usually give each of my sons a dollar to put in the offering tray just to get them in the habit of giving. We donate quarterly to the church, so the two dollars on Sundays are more of a superficial gesture than a tithing.
Some Sundays, I only have one single and a five, so one of my sons gets to give five dollars, but $20 is a bit extreme, especially on our tight budget. Since we were late, I knew we could sneak in without giving anything and only a few members sitting next to the door would even notice. I even thought about dropping the $20 in and taking out two fives. But my conscience kept nagging me.
“You blog about abundance all the time, and you’re going to stiff the CHURCH for a measly 20 dollars? Everyday Guru, my ass. What about Everyday tightwad?” Continue reading
Have you ever fixed something, but had no idea how you fixed it? We have this clock radio and the clock part went dark. Everything else worked, but we could not see the time at night. I pushed every button on that damn clock, but nothing could make the light work.
