What I Refuse to Be

I had a visitor on Sunday.  A guy my sister-in-law used to date stopped by to say hello yesterday.  He drives a truck for a living and he was in Utah for a short time to drop off and pick up.  We had a nice talk.  He told me some things about his life these days and I talked of mine.  We talked a bit about God and this incredible peace I know.  We had dinner at the house together, and then he had to be on his way.  It was a good time to witness to someone and when he left I made him promise to actually OPEN his Bible in the near future.

He stopped by the Wal-Mart where the immigrant works to tell her goodbye.  I found out from June that he was a bit surprised and told June "Dale really IS a changed man."  I guess I am in a lot of ways.  I still have issues with a BYU Quarterback starting for the Washington Redskins (REALLY?) and Don Mattingly being the manager of the Los Angeles Dodgers. (how come both teams I'm a big fan of have owners that would be better suited to their usual pursuits than owning sports teams and these other little annoyances that keep me from enjoying being a fan?)  I see me as a work in progress.

I had to tell you that story to tell you this one: (what else is new?)

I have a headache tonight.  I didn't have it this afternoon, but then I answered the phone. I'm still trying to sort out the whole thing, but I got yelled at.  When the yelling stopped, I was able to get in a few words for once and then the yelling seemed to cease.

So, in thinking what to post, what I could take away from the conversation to make life better for everyone involved, I decided that maybe it's a good time just to say this:

I refuse to be the man I was.

Who I am now is so much better than even just six months ago.

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