Do you know anyone who’s notoriously difficult to get on the phone? Maybe somebody who, when you’re trying to get a hold of them, you call their spouse first?
I confess, I’m usually “that guy.”
Have you ever been behind somebody in line who was making a big fuss?
A few weeks ago, I had the privilege of standing within shouting distance of somebody in the grocery store who, I have to admit, was delivering an impressive dressing-down of not just the grocery store she happened to be in, but the larger corporate entity that made up the grocery store chain. She clearly came to fight.
“Look for the hardest decision to make. That’s usually the right one.”
I’ll never forget hearing my dad absent-mindedly dropping that truth bomb on me on a quiet car trip. I don’t even remember the context-but I remember the deep clarity it brought me. It’s a motto I’ve frequently fallen back on many times as I’ve gotten older.
"Ike! Get away from the window!" I can still hear my mom's voice coming from the next room as I pressed my head against the glass and watched the incoming storm. As a kid, there was something memorizing about the old trees in my yard swaying back and forth as the sky turned odd shades of blue, green, and gray. I was probably 9 or 10 years old at the time, but in spite of the warnings and the sirens in the distance, I wasn't worried about the storm outside. I knew how this was all going to go down. The Weaver family "severe weather routine" went like clockwork, and we always made it out fine.
Psalm 29:11 – The Lord gives his people strength. The Lord blesses them with peace.
Strength and peace. If I could pick a couple of traits to have more of, these would be a no-brainer.