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.
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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