Points2Ponder-Reconnecting With An Old Friend

I can honestly say "I'm Glad I did!" Can you?
I can honestly say “I’m Glad I did!” Can you?

Ever hear that line that people come into your life for seasons and reasons.

Some come to stay…

Some stay for a day…

But all have a reason for being in your life.

And for those who didn’t come to stay but instead, stayed for a day…

What happens when… they come back?


Point2Ponder         When’s the last time you suddenly ran into someone you lost touch with—and you reconnected?


I have an old friend—he can’t be “old”—we are the same age.

We met at IBM when we were both starting out in our careers.

I was a young married.

He was stylishly single.

Two men—walking two different paths—taking two different journeys.

Yet—we become good friends.

We accepted our differences—but we appreciated our commonalities.

He had a Jamaican mother who made a comment that he and I used to laugh about.

I’ve never forgotten that comment.

When faced with two choices of same value, neither worth choosing…

His mom would say in her Jamaican accent “What? You trade black dog for monkey?”

And we would laugh!

It was true—she understood, so much of life would be just substituting a black dog for a monkey!

But we were 24—we had no idea what she meant at that time—she just sounded funny and made us laugh!

As life would have it—

My family choice took we down a certain path, on a specific journey.

His non-family choice took him down another path, on a different journey.

And… we lost touch.

For years—

I even remember one time, looking through Facebook to see if I could just “check in” and see how he was doing.

But this time—Facebook failed me—he could not be found.

Until LinkedIn ( a professional website that you use to network with other colleagues) happened to show me someone I had lost touch with—and I was startled that—there was my friend.

So… I sent him an email through LinkedIn and thought “Wow! It’s been 25 years—wonder how his life turned out?”

And then…I waited..and waited…and…waited.

No response!

I just had to accept—my “friend” didn’t want to reconnect with me!

And weeks went by… no response.

I forgot about it—just accepted that old “reasons and seasons” saying.

And then—I got the response from my email.

He wanted to reconnect also—and wondered how life had treated me.

We exchanged personal email addresses and cell phone #s—and we texted immediately. Email followed.

And Wow!

We really did take different journeys.

But… one thing was certain… we treasured our old friendship and wanted to have another “season” sharing life.

And… so Bella and I will be having lunch with him in a little while.

Just to have a friend that you started out with—before life threw you the first of several twists and turns.

That friend who remembered you with a full head of hair and no white bristles.

Someone who heard your dreams for the First time you dreamt them.

And believed that you would achieve them.

And you believed the same for them.

It’s the old “Fork in the road” adage.

You always wonder about the choice you “didn’t “ take!

I chose marriage and kids and mortgage and private school and piano lessons and all the joy and pain of parenting.

He chose to remain single and travel the world, seeing sights I will never see, having experiences I will never have.

And now—we can compare notes—not envious—celebrating the fruit of the paths we chose, the journeys we took.

And just sit for a moment with an old friend…

And toast to life—a life well lived—no matter which path you took—you wore that path out—you got the most out of it.

You lived your life—

You experienced your life—

You made “your” memories!


Reflections of… Standing In The Gap!

That's a friend who prays!
That’s a friend who prays!

You ever get overwhelmed with all the needs in your life.

All the people who need God’s unchanging hand to touch them and make them whole.

It just seems that so many of our friends and family are hurting and need God to take control.

There’s a newborn named Zohie who is fighting for her life in the NICU.

There’s a 9 year old named Maddy who was burned severely on her upper chest.

There’s a 50 year old man trying to move on with a life that is so empty after his wife’s death.

There’s a 33 year old man who is fighting to rid himself of the grips of alcoholism.

There’s a 29 year old man recently diagnosed with bi-polar disorder trying to adapt to his diagnosis.

There’s a 26 year old man facing an uncertain future as he faces the repercussions from a DUI.


And that’s just the priority prayer list!

So many people need someone to pray for them—sincerely pray for them.

The Word says that “the effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much!”

Prayers of righteous men make a difference.

Jude 22 tells us “having compassion—make a difference!”

We are called to show compassion and make a difference in the lives of others around us.

I’ve started this men’s support prayer team called ITG comprised of 7 men who make a difference.


Yes –


We are Standing In The Gap for situations that need powerful prayer warriors who will pause and pray—NOW!

We have this process.

As a need arises that is urgent and requires “Stop, Drop and Roll” measures…

I simple send out a text message to these mighty men of valor with the letters ITG!

They know—time to bombard Heaven with the effective prayers of righteous men!”

I agree—righteous women can bombard Heaven also—and I have my prayer warrior Mama Mamie!

But these men are committed to making a difference and having compassion by praying for an answer.

Sometimes—it is what makes the difference—those who prayer effectively for God to move mightily!

There are times when your friends can step in and pray for you when you are too weak to pray for yourself.

The scriptures says in Luke chapter 5 and verse 20:

And Jesus saw the faith of the friends, He said to the man, “thy sins are forgiven thee!”

This shows that Jesus was impressed by the faith of the friends—and He healed based on their faith, not the man’s!

So… that tells me that Heaven takes notice when friends pray for one another.

Just ask yourself…Who do you call when you need someone to pray?

Is it that special someone who you trust with your life?

Is it that special friend who has been there for you, through thick and thin, and you know—they can pray!

You say—there is a time for talking and advising and speculating and hypothesizing…

But then—there is a time for PRAYER!

It’s an age old saying, but it is still true: Prayer Changes Things!

There’s an old song that says “Somebody prayed for me, had me on their mind, they took the time, they got down on their knees and prayed for me… I’m so glad somebody prayed for me!”

And when you can’t fix the problem—you know who can.

And when you can’t take away their pain—you know who can.

And when you can’t heal the hurt in their heart—you know who can.

Maybe you are burdened for a friend, and you wish you can fix their problem, take away their pain and heal the hurt…

But all you can do is Pray!

Yet… that’s the Best thing you can do.

Stand ITG!

And impress our Lord and Savior with the faith you have that God can provide exactly what is needed for your friend!

And then just do your part—

And Pray!

Prayer Really Activates You!

Get Active in Prayer—your friends need you to Stand In The Gap for them!

Let’s impress the Lord with our faith!

Next time you get a text that says ITG—you’ll know exactly what to do—

Pray like it matters—because it does—to them!


Points2Ponder-Challenging Yourself!

Look what I learned this week! What did you learn?
Look what I learned this week! What did you learn?

You ever hear the line “You can’t teach a old dog new tricks”?

Well—I am here to say—

If that old dog wants to stay in the game and feel like he is relevant—

better start that “trick” training!


Point2Ponder     When’s the last time you challenged yourself… and learned something new?


For those of us in that ever growing population bracket called “50somethings”—this is specifically for you.

There is so much technology out there—and most of us are “techno challenged!”

I just heard a friend say “If it’s something technical—I give it to my 9 year old grandson—he knows it all!”

Sad…but true.

I have seen Jett, at age 2—using the remote control because his favorite channel was 253—and he switched channels.

At age 4? He handles his own Kindle, plays games on my Ipad, GalaxyNote2 and my Window7 laptop.

And his one year old sister? She is watching Little Mermaid and singing to it!

But this is not about kids these days!

It’s about their old fogey grandparents that are hiding under the “I don’t know a thing about technology” tree!

And that’s just bunk!

For example—

You see that picture up there?

I took that picture on my new Sony Continuous Pic Camera—it takes 10 pics at one time—you no longer miss that 1 perfect pic!

Believe me—it’s in the middle of the 10—but now? It’s there!

And the words are mine—and the signage? I created it with my new Free app called InstaQuote!

You can create your own signs for Instagram or Facebook—using your design, your pics, your words!

By the way—apparently Facebook is for Fogeys –

I overheard a 12 year old tell another 12 year old—Instagram is their media of choice!

Well? We will see about that!

I have an Instagram account where I put my pics for my followers to see.

I also have signed up for Pinterest and LinkedIn, Shutterfly and DropBox!

And I use them all!

The funnest one—yes I said “funnest”—is creating a Vine!

What’s a Vine?

I will tell you—it’s a 6 second video that you can make with your grandkids (Jett has made 5 and Cali even has 2).

Haven’t heard of it? Well you should have—Ellen DeGeneres displays vines on her show on a weekly basis.

I love making them with the kids—like our old home movies—just 6 seconds in length!

And what about having Skype on my phone? I was able to SEE my daughter who is in Pittsburgh—see and talk on my phone!

And don’t get me started on YouTube—I dare you to go there and search for “A-Rat Kia Alanscag”

I may or may not have put out 2 YouTube videos recreating the Hamster commercials for the Kia Soul.

Not sure—you will have to check.

My point is—if I can learn all these things—you can learn one of them! Maybe 2 or 3?

You have got to impress those kids in your life—the 20somethings and the toddlers!

We are NOT old!

We are NOT antiquated and technologically challenged!

We are Fifty hear us roar!

Just like the Lion for the old MGM movies—do NOT admit to anyone under 30 that you know about that lion!

Seriously—I challenge you to just do something technological!










Do something—Learn something!

Only you will decide—

Am I a relic or a transformer?

We are 50—Hear us Roar!!

And for me, please– slap the next 50something who calls his grandkid to program the remote!

Do it yourself!



Reflections of… Our Risen Savior!

Go and Tell... Jesus is Alive and Well!
Go and Tell… Jesus is Alive and Well!

Easter is my favorite time of year!

As a Christian—it is a time to celebrate the Resurrection of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ!

Christianity is the only religion who proclaims that Our Savior is Alive and Well!

And because of that… we celebrate that Jesus did not just die on the Cross—

But on that first day of the week, on Sunday morning—He Arose!

The Scripture says in John 20:

1The first day of the week cometh Mary Magdalene early, when it was yet dark, unto the sepulchre, and seeth the stone taken away from the sepulchre.

Then she runneth, and cometh to Simon Peter, and to the other disciple, whom Jesus loved, and saith unto them, They have taken away the Lord out of the sepulchre, and we know not where they have laid him.

Peter therefore went forth, and that other disciple, and came to the sepulchre.

So they ran both together: and the other disciple did outrun Peter, and came first to the sepulchre.

And he stooping down, and looking in, saw the linen clothes lying; yet went he not in.

Then cometh Simon Peter following him, and went into the sepulchre, and seeth the linen clothes lie,

And the napkin, that was about his head, not lying with the linen clothes, but wrapped together in a place by itself.

Then went in also that other disciple, which came first to the sepulchre, and he saw, and believed.

For as yet they knew not the scripture, that he must rise again from the dead.

10 Then the disciples went away again unto their own home.

11 But Mary stood without at the sepulchre weeping: and as she wept, she stooped down, and looked into the sepulchre,

12 And seeth two angels in white sitting, the one at the head, and the other at the feet, where the body of Jesus had lain.

13 And they say unto her, Woman, why weepest thou? She saith unto them, Because they have taken away my Lord, and I know not where they have laid him.

14 And when she had thus said, she turned herself back, and saw Jesus standing, and knew not that it was Jesus.

15 Jesus saith unto her, Woman, why weepest thou? whom seekest thou? She, supposing him to be the gardener, saith unto him, Sir, if thou have borne him hence, tell me where thou hast laid him, and I will take him away.

16 Jesus saith unto her, Mary. She turned herself, and saith unto him, Rabboni; which is to say, Master.

17 Jesus saith unto her, Touch me not; for I am not yet ascended to my Father: but go to my brethren, and say unto them, I ascend unto my Father, and your Father; and to my God, and your God.

18 Mary Magdalene came and told the disciples that she had seen the Lord, and that he had spoken these things unto her.

Mary saw Jesus!

Talk about a surprise of her life!

But she did exactly what Jesus instructed her to do—“Go and Tell!”

And today, 2000 years later, He is still giving us the same instruction—“GO AND TELL!”

I know it is not politically correct—but Jesus was NOT politically correct!

Jesus revolutionized His world—and he is asking us to do the same!

Don’t be so afraid that you will offend those who do not believe …that you offend the Savior whom you do believe!

As Christians, this is our time of year to proudly proclaim “Jesus Christ is Alive and Well!”

Tell your family!

Tell your friends!

Tell your co-workers!

Tell them all- Be Proud! Be Loud!

Shout it to the rooftop—our Lord is Alive and Well!

On a Hill faraway, stood an Old Rugged Cross

The emblem of suffering and shame

And I love that old cross…

where the dearest and best…

For a world of lost sinners was slain!

So I’ll cherish the Old Rugged Cross!

Till my trophies at last I lay down…

I will cling to the Old Rugged Cross…

And exchange it someday for a crown!

I’m still Loud and Proud to be a Christian!

What about you?

Who will you Go and Tell?

Proclaim your pride today as you Celebrate our Risen Savior!!!!


Points2Ponder-Catching Up On Life With An Old Friend

Friends sharing a moment together!
Friends sharing a moment together!

Spent a beautiful Florida Spring Saturday in a little town called Tarpon Springs, Florida—

Filled with sponge docks and Greek food!

No schedule. No agenda.

Just good friends.

Recipe for a great time!


Point2Ponder When’s the last time you shared a moment…with an old friend.. and just caught up on life?


We have been planning this day for 3 months.

We are busy people.

If you read my columns, you get a sense  of how busy I am.

Our friends are missionaries to Costa Rica and Brazil.

He is also the missions pastor at one of the largest churches in Tampa.

And he is dedicated to his missions and to his church.

So… scheduling time becomes the only hurdle that we often have to jump!

But…we work together, pick a date and understand…life can sometimes throw you a curveball—

You just have to roll with the punches.

If we have to reschedule a few times—no worries—the friendship is worth the wait.

I’m not talking acquaintance, colleague, coworker, casual visitor into my life.

I am talking about someone who speaks into my life, tells me what I do NOT want to hear sometimes—

Because he cares about me—about my family—about my life.

And I feel the same.

And our wives love to go antique-ing!

And we know the golden rule to marriage…

When Mama’s happy—everybody’s happy!

So we both make it a point to make Mama happy!

And today…it’s was walking around Tarpon Springs, taking in the sights, loving our wives, sharing a moment with a friend.

As we walked, we talked, we laughed, we questioned, we challenged, we rested in a friendship that has stood the test of time…

And occasional disagreement—but with God’s help and a whole lot of effort—we have weathered the waves and won the war!

It’s that kind of friendship that you realize, as you get older—it’s a treasure that God gives—and one that you should appreciate.

My best friend Ellen used to tell me “I’m not looking for a certain number of friends—I just want some friends I can be certain of!”

And Butch—I can be certain of.

We are very different and yet very much alike.

Stubborn mules at times and yet… passionate for the things of God and humble that He chooses to use us for His glory.

We support each other in the worlds that we live in—although very different—yet still—so much alike.

And it’s not the quantity of time we spend together—we don’t get a lot of that due to our schedules.

But—we make time to spend time—whether it’s a day trip to Sarasota to eat at a Mennonite Restaurant or just strolling down

the main street of Tarpon—while the 4 of us are together—laid back and relaxed and no need for roles or faces…

We just treasure the sincere sense that this person cares for my well being—and they matter to me.

As we drive home—ladies in the back talking about whatever ladies talk about…

And Butch and I in the front—we share what God is doing with us and thru us and for us—

And these grown rough and tumble guys—shed a tear or two of appreciation for the relationship we have with the Lord.

And that’s the best part of the day—two grown men, not afraid or embarrassed to express emotion of awe toward our Savior.

You just reach a place in your life when you ask “does anybody out there live the life anymore?”

And I know they do…

I’m just glad to have found a friend who is just as bold, just as committed, just as passionate, just as dedicated—as I am.

And for that… I am grateful!

And until the next “day trip with our ladies” – it’s just good to know— I have this friend who has my back- no questions asked!

What about you?

Do you have that kind of friend?

The kind you can count on—no matter what?


Butch and Mavis - true friends thru thick and thin!
Butch and Mavis – true friends thru thick and thin!


Reflections of NeverTheLess Prayer!

Jesus Willingly Gave His Life... for US!
Jesus Willingly Gave His Life… for US!

Palm Sunday is found in Matthew 21:

1 And when they drew nigh unto Jerusalem, and were come to Bethphage, unto the mount of Olives, then sent Jesus two disciples,

2 Saying unto them, Go into the village over against you, and straightway ye shall find an ass tied, and a colt with her: loose them, and bring them unto me.

3 And if any man say ought unto you, ye shall say, The Lord hath need of them; and straightway he will send them.

4 All this was done, that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the prophet, saying,

5 Tell ye the daughter of Sion, Behold, thy King cometh unto thee, meek, and sitting upon an ass, and a colt the foal of an ass.

6 And the disciples went, and did as Jesus commanded them,

7 And brought the ass, and the colt, and put on them their clothes, and they set him thereon.

8 And a very great multitude spread their garments in the way; others cut down branches from the trees, and strawed them in the way.

9 And the multitudes that went before, and that followed, cried, saying, Hosanna to the Son of David: Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord; Hosanna in the highest.

For a Christian, this is the beginning of our Holy Week—when we celebrate the greatest gift ever given mankind!

For a Christian, we celebrate that a Savior, Our Messiah, willingly gave His life so that we could be saved!

For a Christian, we commemorate this great historical moment as it still applies to our world today!

For a Christian, we share the joy of our Savior with the whole world as we pause to praise our Lord and Savior!

 This is a wonderful time of our year—it’s my favorite!

Of all the religions in the world—Christianity is the ONLY ONE who has a RISEN SAVIOR!

Jesus Christ—Our Savior—is Alive and Well and sitting on the right hand of the Father, interceding for you and me!

In America—we have watered down this wonderful moment in time with the now famous Easter Bunny!

But…Even the Easter Bunny knows—Jesus is the Reason for THIS Season too!

We get our children an Easter Basket, and we gather as families at churches all around America for an hour.

Did you know that it is the #1 attended service in the year?

Proof that Mamas can still get their children into church when they demand it.

But then… we all gather at our family homes, and we have an Easter Egg Hunt with the kids.

We eat too much, we talk too much, we laugh too much…but…we Praise Too Little!

This whole celebration started with…Palms, a Colt, a Savior, and a Declaration.

When Christ entered Jerusalem that Sunday, He was fulfilling a prophesy.

When they declared “Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!

When they declared “Hosanna to the son of David: Hosanna in the Highest!

Hosanna means to express adoration, praise or joy!

The Jewish people were expressing adoration for this son of David—their Messiah!

Funny how things changed in 4 days!

By Maundy Thursday, when we celebrate the Lord’s Supper and His betrayal and His being taken captive…

We often forget that…it all started with NeverTheLess!

Yes – the prayer that changed our lives forever!

In the Garden of Gethsemane Jesus prayed for the Father to take this cup from Him…

But then he submitted His will to the Father’s plan when He prayed Never The Less THY WILL BE DONE!

And Jesus made the conscious decision to offer His Life in exchange for yours and for mine!

That’s why this week is such a Celebration—He Had a Choice—and HE CHOSE US!

So Celebrate All WEEK LONG—



Points2Ponder-Admitting Someone Had A Hand In It

Me and my godson Shane Alan Wood!"
Me and my godson Shane Alan Wood!”

Sometimes, things just fall into place…

They fall into place so perfectly, you ask?

Did someone have a hand in all of this?


Point2Ponder When’s the last time you had to admit…this did NOT happen all on its own?


Tuesday was my godson Shane Alan Wood’s birthday. He is my forever friend Sandy’s son…

She chose me to be his godson 33 years ago—I was 21!

I had never had a godson…and didn’t have kids at the time—so he was a whole new experience for all of us!

His mom and dad and his Uncle Alan—his godfather.

I was in his life for about 5 years…and life just drifted us apart.

He says his mom always reminded him that he had a godfather; I always knew– I had a godson.

But life has a way—of just taking you into separate directions.

About 4 years ago, I remember having a conversation with my sweet Bella.

I told her that my life is so full of love, and I have experienced so much, and I have seen the best of our world…

And I wouldn’t have any of this if… Sandy had not saved my life on December 12th, 1978!

Nope—she was the reason that I survived and got to live this wonderful life.

Sandy literally saved my life and I owed her a “thank you!”

But…I had no idea where she was. I didn’t know her last name—25 years—a lot of time, a lot of life happened.

But I knew one thing—my godson’s name was Shane Alan Wood—but, where should I start looking?

Where everybody looks these days—FACEBOOK!

My wife started looking for Sandy Wood, Sandy Sawyer—nothing!! Nothing at all!

Then she asked me again “what’s your godson’s name?”

I told her the complete name.

She tried just Shane Wood—over a hundred Shane Woods out on Facebook.

Then she said “Are you sure that he had your name for his middle name?”

I replied “that is ONE thing I know FOR SURE! His middle name is ALAN!”

She changed her search to include the middle name…

Out of the over 100 Shane Woods on Facebook…guess how many had the middle name Alan?



So…next came the hard part—messaging this stranger and asking “are you my godson?”
And that’s exactly what I said.

I explained how my best friend from high school was Sandy Sawyer; whose married last name was Wood…

Was he her son?

I sent it—and  thought “why would he even want to reconnect with me IF this IS him!”

30 minutes later—a reply!

And he said “yes, I am your godson, and you are my godfather—where have you been for the last 25 years?”
He took my phone number…and he said he would give it to his mom…but he could not speak for her—she may not call!

30 minutes later—my phone rings.

It’s my forever friend.

And that’s how we all got back together—

Or so I thought.

Shane and Jessica at their wedding-- which I officiated!
Shane and Jessica at their wedding– which I officiated!

Until this weekend…talking to my godson Shane and his lovely wife Jessica.

We were talking about how we all got back together when Shane said…”there’s something I never told you!”
I thought I knew the whole story…

Nope—It seems there was a part they kept from me.

Until now.

Shane’s Facebook page originally said SHANE WOOD!

Jessica decided to add his MIDDLE name—a week BEFORE we went looking!

IF “ALAN” had not been there—

You get the picture.

Sandy asked me while we were going through her cancer journey…

“Did God bring you back into our lives so you could help with my boys when I am gone?”

Apparently so.

With the help of their Dad Derrick—the BEST husband I have ever met—

And all those Sandy gathered into her small close-knit circle—

We are Sandy’s hands extended!

So next time you wonder why something happened the way it did—just know—

God is always sewing a tapestry –

On one side—just a bunch of colored threads that just don’t make any sense—

Until one day—you turn it over—and there it is!

This beautiful tapestry that God sewed out of your life!

All for His glory!

And you have to stop and say… that did NOT just happen!


Bella and Alan with our godchildren Shane and Jess!
Bella and Alan with our godchildren Shane and Jess!



Reflections of…What A Friend Is!

The only kind of friend..I want to be!
The only kind of friend..I want to be!

We spent Saturday in Dunnellon—1st Saturday!

That’s the day of the town swap meet!

All the local yokels come out and sell their wares—

To each other—and to unsuspecting victims like my Bella and me.

It’s a great slice of Americana!

They are all convinced that you cannot live without buying what they’re selling!

For the baked good lady selling the Chocolate Lava Brownies—she is right!

We came to town to see our buddy Derrick.

We promised to be there for him—to help him sort out all of the paperwork—to help him move on.

And so…we did!

All the paperwork—file this, sign that- fax here—mail there!

It can be really overwhelming for anyone—especially someone dealing with a broken heart!

Bella and I even did his taxes for him—

Not an easy task—when you are trying to decipher someone else’s filing system!

But… we got it done!

And we just shared the day…

A beautiful Garden, meant for someone now gone!

A perfect Spring day, once shared by four, now shared by three.

A conversation that now relies on a quiet man to be the center of the other side of it.

A friendship that will now be stronger even though it is missing an important piece.

And I thought about keeping my word.

That’s what I do… I am “that” guy.

I have always taught me children: consider your promise carefully.

Once promised, do your very best to keep it.

Do not promise what you can’t or do not intend to keep.

Your promise is your word!

And I made a promise to a friend.

And I keep my promises to my friends.

And here I was in Dunnellon—on the next leg of our friendship—keeping a promise.

And I wondered “how many people just don’t take the time to keep in touch or step up to help—someone move on!”

It’s not easy—that I can tell you.

Lapse in conversations, when you realize that “missing link” would be chatting about something right about now.

Glances at objects that just make you well up inside because they remind you of moments past shared.

But mostly, it’s loving someone enough to feel their pain, understand their hurt, and carry them until they can walk…


And I saw that plaque, in her home office— the one that I had given her four years ago…

And I started to cry—alone, no one was standing next to me at that moment…as I recalled.

Why I do this—why I will continue to do this—why I must do this.

That’s what a friend would do.

And my life scripture is what is in action in my life at all times, devoted to my Best Friend Jesus:

Proverbs 18:24

A man who has friends must show himself friendly—and there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother!”

Not a lot of “friends” who “live” this anymore.

But I can’t use that as an excuse or as a barometer for what kind of friend I will be…

Nope—I have to be the kind of friend Christ has been to me.

True, worthy, dependable, caring, selfless—just like Jesus!

That’s the kind of friend I am—because it’s the only kind of friend I would want.

So… while he is hurting, while he is adjusting, while he is putting his new life back together…

For a friend, because of a friend, I will be a friend—a friend would like to have!

And I am proud to be “that kind” of friend.

It’s the only kind of friend I can be.

Because my “BEST” friend… expects that of me!

What kind of friend are you?





Points2Ponder-That Looks That Makes You Go Awww!

That look of love between a daughter and her Papa!"
That look of love between a daughter and her Papa!”

You ever see that look?

The look that a young daughter gives to her father that just says…

“I know you hung the moon and the stars, and you are my hero—my Daddy, my protector!”

It just makes you go  AWWWWWWWW!


Point2Ponder When’s the last time you were reminded NOT to judge a book by its cover?


Peter is my niece Krissy’s husband.

They are visiting from Illinois—in the cold country—where they raise their four children.

We only get to see them once a year… when they sojourn from the frozen country of Illinois to the sandy shores of Florida.

As a family—we get together to catch up and to share a moment.

Peter has come a long way.

I remember when I first met him.

Rough around the edges—I thought.

Just kept to himself and didn’t say much—very different from our family.

But—something about him I liked.

He was committed to his view toward life.

He was talented and gifted.

He was sincere and honest.

And all of that impressed me…

Over the years, I have seen him morph into this responsible family man.

He works in a plant that makes the sniff samples that you smell in magazines—he creates and installs them in the magazines.

Hey? Somebody’s gotta do it, and… now you know who does!

Peter is hard working, dependable and devoted to his family.

He is not conventional, buy any means.

He is not typical anything.

He is not cookie cutter husband or father.

But…he loves his wife and kids, and he shows his love in traditional ways.

I got to see a glimpse of that traditional way, and I have to admit, I was impressed.

Bella and I went over to visit with them while they were home.

Krissy had gone out for the evening with her sisters, leaving Peter and his in-laws to watch the four kids.

And yet—Peter was in the middle of all four, taking care of a 1 year old, a 3 year old, and 7 year old and soon to be ten year old.

Not an easy task—considering one was sick, one was asking a million questions, one was wanting to go to the park, and one…

Miss Olivia, the eldest child, who is rather mature for her age and very hands-on helpful with the children.

But at this moment, Peter had his guitar out, and he and his daughter were singing together a long she loved.

And that’s where I noticed—Olivia adored her Papa!

She looked at him with that look that says “My father can do no wrong!”

And watching her sing with her dad, harmonize like adults, and just smile to each other and make you want to cheer them on.

All of that made me remember what it was like when my baby girls used to crawl into bed with their Papa and want to play.

We would play “Put Brother Gibson in the grocery buggy!” and they would giggle and laugh and say “I love you, Poppy!”

It had been a while since I had seen that look, from a daughter to her Dad, but…there it was!

And this 10 year old knew… her Dad could do no wrong!

That look of love, between a little girl and her Daddy—is priceless!

She really believed that he could save the world!

Olivia knew—her Papa loved her more than life—and he hung the moon and the stars just for her!

And she was star struck – so enamored with her dad that she giggled when he whispered something in her ear. Just Priceless!

And I was impressed—this young man had morphed into a loving and adored father!

And I remembered what I originally thought about him—

And I said to myself “You just Can’t judge a book by its cover!”

Nope—you sure can’t!