The Parable of the Tree

Each of the trees were green and strong. Oaks they were and strength was something they were proud of. The trees talked with one another and compared how strong they were.

A small acorn grew and grew until it had become a young tree. His branches were green and wide. He had the tallest branches and greenest leaves of all the young trees.

Many days he bragged to the other young trees and told them to look at his strong branches. He bragged about how strong he was and gloated in the sunlight. An old oak, with white vines growing on his trunk, spoke up.

I don’t know what I’m doing, but I’m doing it anyways

It’s the truth. I don’t have a masters in the English language. In fact, I hated English class. I’m not a huge presence on social media. Often times, I’m not sure what’s going on. I’m not Max Lucado (my FAVORITE author). In fact, I feel like he’s Picasso and I’m using a box of crayons.

But, you know what? It doesn’t matter. I’ve discovererd I have a “little” talent so I’m gonna use it the best that I can. I know I can help someone and I know I will. I’ve also found that my harshest critic is me. I want everything perfect, but I know it probably never will be.

Thank you for joining me on this journey. Where it ends up, I have no idea. But to quote a line from one of my favorite songs, “one foot in front of the other”.

How about you? Scared to step out and take a chance on your dream? Here’s some ground breaking news: All of us are! I don’t even know what I’m doing, but I’m doing it anyways.

I challenge you to write down your dream on a sheet of paper. Next, I challenge you to put down the date you’ll take action toward achieving it.

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Let me know what you wrote?

Are you brave enough or are you chicken?

Facebook needs an “Ok” button

I “like” when I see a cool cat knocking things over, I “like” when a kid does something that embarrasses their parent. I even “like” when I see my favorite food. And I do “like” when someone shares something sad. And you know what, I feel weird when I do that. I don’t really like it, but I “Like” it. Ten years ago that statement wouldn’t have made sense, but it does now!

How about an “ok” button. C’mon Facebook, put it right beside the “like” button. If someone lost their dog, I don’t want to “like” it, but I can “ok” it. I guess that wasn’t a good example. Let’s try this again. If someone had a tree fall on their car, I don’t want to “like” it, but I can “ok” it. Well no I really can’t. Let’s try this one last time. If someone stubs their toe and falls over the recliner, I don’t want to “like” it, but I can “ok” it. Never mind.

Heck with it. Facebook, you need an “acknowledge” button.

Post Frequency

Look for new posts on Mondays and Fridays.

Last week’s post was on Risk. This coming Monday, Facebook and the “Like” button is in the spotlight.