Retired people find themselves at home a lot, with time on their hands. So they say. I wouldn’t know. Then, sickness often restricts people to a bedroom or a couch for a time. Mothers used to stay at home with little children (congratulations to those who still do), and they’d sometimes feel stir-crazy being confined with the toddlers. And let us not forget the golden agers who lose mobility, are stuck at home, or now find themselves living in a care facility where their every activity is regimented and controlled.
Life situations sometimes restrict us, and we can’t do what we once did. We can’t go out, we can’t get about, we can’t decide when and where to go. Continue reading “Work within your limitations”
“But also, for this very reason, giving all diligence, add to your faith virtue, . . .” (2 Peter 1:5 NKJV).
I have watched as a crew of workers built a road (or driveway) on private property in Bangladesh. First they dug out the soil to a pre-determined depth, then filled it with pieces of concrete broken into chunks the size of one’s doubled fists and larger. After those are packed and leveled there will be a layer of brick chips several inches thick, and ultimately a cement pavement.
The order of fill is of great importance as the varied materials in the base strengthen and support the smooth surface. If the smaller chips were put in first, on the bottom, they would eventually be pressed into the dirt and the road would become uneven and broken. The larger concrete chunks will stay at the correct level. Continue reading “The big stuff”
We must collect the good and let the mundane pass… Continue reading Collect them all!