This is my father’s slide rule. One of many. It was in the box I received last summer, the last of the things left in my father’s garage, 18 years after his death, and just after my step-mother’s death. The fancy slide rules had already been passed down to my nephew who is a whiz kid engineer. This one I wrapped with a ribbon and presented to my son. He liked it. I know he will like it more as time passes.
There are five days left of this year. This has been one of the more difficult years of my life, but I hate to write off a year as being “bad.” It just seems extremely ungrateful to do that. So, I’ll just say this has been a very “educational” year.
As I prayed this morning for help with my impatience and down-right anger as I drive to the bus each morning, I had an intuitive thought. I believe this is how God talks to me. He said, “Try leaving the house earlier so you won’t be in such a hurry.” Hey, that’s a good idea! But I am writing this when I should be almost ready to leave the house, and hence, the whole stressful thing starts again. This has got to change.
Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the world; he who follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life. — John 8:12