[This was scheduled to post yesterday, but didn't; not sure what's up, but Blogger's scheduling seems flaky lately]
14 hour days really cut into my blogging time. Sorry - things will be back to normal after today.
It must be ten years since I've been to Orlando. ow the kids are old enough that it's sort of a "Meh" to them. Looking at the families here in the hotel reminds me of when #1 Son and #2 Son were young enough that they saw the magic of the puppet show, and not the puppeteer.
Along those lines, North has some thoughts that are worth your while.
It looks like this from my hotel room, right now. I wonder how many people here forget North's and Lissa's advice, and don't notice what's there right before their eyes. As the non-canonical (and possibly heretical) Gospel of Thomas says, The kingdom of the Father is spread upon the earth, and men do not see it.
Every day is a gift, which we should appreciate more than we do. This has been known for a long, long time.
It's always a good flight when you're going home. Ignore the puppeteer. Hug your kids, dance with your wife. Turn up the music.
4 comments:
'Ignore the puppeteer' and dance...'
I LIKE IT!
Thanks for linking. Yes we all need to stop the crazy ride of life just long enough to think of and do the good things. Rebuild our own character. Invite others into our lives. Celebrate joy.
You should try and see the Randall knife shop/museum while you are in Orlando, it's on the Orange Blossom Trail.
Thanks BP! Tell the missus that if she ever changes her mind I'll bake her a strawberry pie. And The Rajah would be happy to see y'all!
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