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I Returned To The Scene Of The Crime

I’ve been told that a criminal should never go back to the scene of the crime. I wonder if that applies to innocent bystanders?

In the last three weeks I’ve written about this incident twice. The first time, I wrote about being in a hospital emergency room when two shots were fired (you can read about that here). Then I wrote about having to give a witness statement to the police (you can read about that here). 

I really thought I was finished writing about this incident, but something came up last night and it has me thinking about the whole incident again. 

Yesterday morning I was getting ready for work and we got a call. Our church caretaker had had a stroke and was in the hospital … in emergency. 

At the time I didn’t think anything of it. I planned to visit him later in the day, but first I had a sermon to write, and a few other pressing matters that needed to be addressed. Besides, I knew he wasn’t going anywhere. 

My plan was to visit him at the end of my day; he would likely be in a hospital ward room by then. 

The day zoomed along, and finally I hopped in the car to make my way to the hospital. 

This has become an all too familiar trip for me in the last months. I have more hospital parking charges on my credit card than any other kind of charge. I’ve been to the hospital far too much for my liking.  

I parked the car in the hospital parkade and walked across the street to the main entrance. 

I had two visits to make – I knew where I was going for one but, for our custodian, I didn’t know what room he would be in. 

I picked up the phone in the lobby and asked the operator for his room number. I paused when she said Emerg, Section A.

Wow – he was still in emerg and he was in the same section where I witnessed the shooting two weeks ago. 

I made the other visit first and then headed towards the emergency department. 

There was no way I could stop thinking about where he might be. I wondered if he was in the same bay – A8 – where I was when the inmate got the prison guard’s gun. 

It was in the back of my mind as I walked the halls, as I waited for the security to let me through, as I walked towards the nursing station. 

A nurse looked up from the overcrowded area and mouthed the word “two”, and held up two fingers … not the same bay. 

I could see A8 as I spoke and prayed with our custodian. And then when I left, I walked around the other side of the nurses’ station and took a long, hard look at where I’d stood two weeks earlier wondering if I would get hit by a bullet. 

It was all ancient history now. 

Here’s the thing: When you make a significant spiritual breakthrough – maybe you decide to follow God in a life decision, or you put your trust in God –  sometimes you get to go back to the place where you made that decision or change. Those are important events to remember how you have changed or grown, and more importantly how God has impacted you and how you’ve matured. Never fear going back to the scene; it can be a time when you reconfirm what God has done in your life. 

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: Where might you return to confirm what God has done in and for you? Leave your comments below. 

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I Didn’t Know What Would Happen Next

You just don’t know what will happen next. Fortunately, most of the time what happens is what we expect or what we could predict will happen. 

But sometimes what happens next is so unexpected, so unimaginable that it changes everything for the immediate future or forever. 

One week ago there was a shooting in the emergency room of the Kingston General Hospital. 

I was there. It happened out of the blue and it altered the lives of everyone in that ER, at least for a few hours, and maybe for years.

The whole thing unfolded before me like in a movie. 

I used to play a video game called “Uncharted”. There really isn’t another game like it. The game combines action sequences, where you use the joystick to make the main character perform actions like climbing and a host of other things, with video scenes to fill in the background storyline and dialogue between the main characters. 

When I was playing the game, and Lily would come into the room, I would always say, “Sit down; it’s like watching a movie – only I also get to participate.” 

And that’s exactly like what I witnessed in the hospital emergency room this last week.

I went in to visit a man from my congregation; his wife met me there. 

We sat with him in a curtained off bay with other patients on either side of us and across the way from us. 

During my visit I heard a noise like someone falling into something. Naturally, I looked out the opening of our curtain to see what was happening. 

What I saw was three men struggling with each other, coming toward me. Two of them tackled the third man right at the opening in our curtain. 

The two men doing the tackling were corrections officers. The third man was an inmate from a maximum security prison.

The officers were struggling to contain the inmate because he had somehow managed to grab one of the correction officer’s guns. 

As they wrestled on the floor of the ER, about 6-8 feet from me, the gun went off. 

It was one of the most helpless feelings one could experience. There was nowhere to go. The gun was facing towards our bay, towards us, and we couldn’t do anything to stop it or get out of the way. 

The fumes of the gunshot made me cough; I tasted a grittiness in my mouth. 

I wanted to get out of the way; I wanted to protect the ones I was visiting. I was moving from screening the patient’s wife from what was happening on the floor, to comforting the patient who reacted with a jolt when the shot was fired. 

We could do nothing but wait – wait for the officers to get the gun from the inmate or for another shot to be fired. 

Within about twenty seconds, another shot rang out. 

Shortly after that the gun was secured and the inmate subdued. 

An innocent person was hit by one of the shots. There was a bullet imbedded in the wall of the bay I was in. 

… And the lives of twenty to thirty people had changed in a flash. It was so unexpected. 

Here’s the thing: Life often flows like you think it will, or you predict it will. But the unexpected can happen at any time, and change your life for a moment, an hour or forever. You don’t know when a moment like that will happen to you. You can only mitigate an unexpected life change by being ready for anything. Be ready to face God. It could happen any time. Don’t wait, delay or even ponder it – place your faith now in Jesus Christ as your Lord and Saviour. Then you’ll be ready for the unexpected.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: Are you ready to stand before God? Leave your comments below.

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Some Injuries Tempt You

When it comes to injuries, I’ve had my fair share … but I’m tempted to ignore some more than others.

I’ve had injuries where there was nothing I could do but wait until the injury was better before I resumed activity. 

I think of the many times I’ve hurt my left knee – I have a torn ACL (anterior cruciate ligament). Before I knew what that was, I had injured that knee many times. 

My surgeon went in and cut out a portion of my cartilage and decided that I could treat the ACL with a brace – not a cheap, off-the-shelf kind of brace, but one that was moulded to fit my knee exactly. It was pretty pricy and, over about 25 years, I’ve had two made.

When I injure that knee, I’m out of commission. I hobble around for a week or two, but know my knee won’t be stable again for another few weeks.  

There is no playing hockey, no exercise involving my legs at all. I can only sit around and get out of shape. 

But there are other kinds of injuries that tease you a little. You get hurt but think, “It’s not that bad; I can still keep going. I just won’t go as hard as normal.” 

… In theory that’s great, but in reality it doesn’t work out that way.

Recently, I pulled a groin muscle playing hockey. It didn’t seem that bad; it was more of a nagging kind of pain … you know, one that you can play through. 

“This injury isn’t going to sideline me,” I decided. I played hockey a few days later with the idea that I would take it easy and not skate too hard.

The problem was the game was fast. There were a lot of young guys on the other team so our team had to work to keep up.  

Without thinking, just keeping pace with the level of play, I found myself skating pretty hard at times. In fact, I could feel a little pain when I took off quickly or tried to out-skate a guy on my heels. 

I could do it. It was the kind of injury that wasn’t going to hold me back. 

But I paid for it the next day. It was sore to walk without a limp. Even getting in and out of the car required some delicate manoeuvring. And when I slipped on an icy patch of sidewalk, I thought I tore the muscle more. 

This injury that wasn’t too bad, and had tempting me to keep going, had just gotten worse. Now I was looking at having this nagging injury for a very long time – maybe all season. 

So, I’ve made the decision that I’m going to stop skating until this thing gets better. 

I might miss a week of hockey, but it’s better than playing with that nagging pain every time I move a certain way. 

Here’s the thing: There are some things in your life about which you think, “I can keep doing this; it’s not that bad; it doesn’t hurt me, or my witness; it doesn’t cause pain to anyone else.” You may think you have it all under control, but the reality is you need to stop it. That thing will just nag at you and will, at some point, become a problem that forces you to stop. Listen to the Lord’s voice quietly telling you to stop now before it gets worse.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What might you be doing that’s not that bad, but you really need to stop doing? Leave your comments below.

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Embarrassment Can Last Forever

From time to time I publish an article I’ve written in the past. This blog post is from November 2014, enjoy.

I’m sure everyone, at some point, has wanted to kick themselves for something they did or said.  For many of us, this happens rather frequently … too frequently for my liking.

I remember entering a Sunday School class when I was in my teens and making a snide remark about the teacher, thinking he wasn’t there yet … only to hear the teacher respond. At that moment, I wanted to take my words back.

As I recall, I didn’t remain in the class for the whole lesson that Sunday.  

Then there was the time I was with a bunch of friends on a bus and I saw a man burning leaves on his front lawn. I yelled some comment out to the man which, in the moment, I thought was quite witty.  

But all my friends thought it was lame – I mean really lame! I was pretty embarrassed at that moment, and every once in a while, even 40 years later, I still feel like kicking myself for making that comment.

The times we stick our foot in our mouth – or do something so dumb that the actors of “Dumb and Dumber 2” would be embarrassed for us – stay with us and its hard to forget them. 

But the worst are the times we say or do things that hurt someone else. Those are the worst because it’s about more than just being mortified or humiliated; you’ve caused someone pain as a result.

By the time you’re in your 50’s, you’d think those days would be over. When the person is a loved one, like a daughter, you’d think this couldn’t happen.  

But it did happen with me the other day. I was in a meeting … a prayer meeting. Four of us (my daughter included) had grouped together and shared some personal things we wanted prayer for.

I was just about to pray for my daughter Karlie – in fact, the first few words had come out of my mouth – when my phone started to ring.

I know, you’re supposed to turn your phone off in the movies, services and prayer meetings. Well I hadn’t, and my ringer is a funky piano tune.  

I panicked and went for my phone, quickly swiping my finger across the screen and answering it. 

Of course being in a prayer meeting I couldn’t talk loudly, so I quietly said, “Hang on; I’m in a meeting,” as I moved to an exit.  

That’s right, I left praying for my daughter to answer a phone call!  

I was kicking myself all the way to the exit. And I’ve been kicking myself ever since! 

How could someone do that? How could I do that? What message did I send my daughter in that moment?

I know this is one of those moments that I will cringe about every time I think of it … for years! You can’t take your actions back; you can’t undo what’s been done.

All I could do is say, “I’m sorry, Karlie. I panicked and did the wrong thing. Will you forgive me?”

Here’s the thing:  When we sin, that memory can linger with us and Satan can use it against us to discourage us, to make us too embarrassed to go to God with it. But the best thing, the only thing we should do, is confess our sin to God and move on from there. You can’t take it back. You might not even be able to forget it, but it doesn’t have to keep you from restoring your relationship with God.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What’s one of your most embarrassing moments and what did you do about it?  Leave your comment below.

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I’ve Been On A Wild Ride

It was a wild ride and I hadn’t gotten out of bed yet. 

When I turned my head and opened my eyes, my bedroom seemed to be moving. I knew it wasn’t, so I turned over and closed my eyes to see if I could make the ride stop. 

Sometimes that’s all you can do. 

I remember when I was a kid, my brother, another kid, and I went to the EX (CNE – Canadian National Exhibition). 

This is one of Toronto’s historical end-of-summer traditions. We would even get a ticket to kids’ day at the Ex with our end-of-year report cards. 

It was near the end of the night; we were going to go on one last ride. We decided on the Toronado, a roller coaster-type ride. 

But we accidentally got in the wrong ticket line and bought a ticket for the Zipper instead. The Zipper was more like a merry-go-round type ride … only with a sinister twist.

The first clue was the seats you rode in. You were in a cab that seated four people. But it was a cage, because you were completely enclosed. There was a big wheel in the middle of the cage, coming up from the floor that could turn. 

The cage we were in started to go around in a circle, but then it also started to flip around. It was like the earth that goes around the sun but also spins as it goes. 

Let me tell you that on a much smaller scale than the earth sun scenario, this was a wicked ride.

We were thrown back against the cage and the only way to avoid the centrifugal force was to hang on to that big wheel in the center. 

We all took turns. You could spin the wheel to make the cage go faster, but we just tried to slow it down. 

Half way through the ride we all gave up. Plastered to the outer walls of the cage, we closed our eyes and hung on till the end. 

Our heads were spinning; we were dizzy to the point of nausea. Thankfully no one threw up – that would have been ugly! 

I never wanted to go on that ride again and I never did.

That is what you call self-imposed vertigo. 

I’m not sure if what I had this morning was vertigo, but it sure reminded me of that ride … only it wasn’t self-imposed.

The first time I got up, I stumbled to the bathroom like a drunken sailor. I went back to bed after that and closed my eyes to wait out the ride. 

My wife, Lily, told me there was some infection going around that causes vertigo symptoms and there were a number of people that had it. 

I sure don’t want to be one of them! … I’m thinking that maybe I was a little tired after a very long, busy day yesterday. 

I think a good game of pickup hockey will fix me. Maybe the vertigo will help me deke past other players today.

Here’s the thing: Life can get so busy, it leaves you spinning. When you get to that stage you need to slow things down. You need something that will intervene in all the crazy busyness. Two things can help: Break away; get somewhere different, somewhere quiet and calming. The right scenery helps – something peaceful. The second thing is connecting to the God of all peace. If you will spend time with Him, and listen to Him, God will help you see straight so the way ahead is clear. 

That’s Life,

Paul

Question: What has you spinning around in circles right now? Leave your comments below.

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The State Of My Garage Is Concerning

I’m concerned about the state of my garage as we approach the colder weather. 

When I grew up, my family home never had a garage. The car was always in the driveway, exposed to the elements. 

So, when I finally got a house with a garage, I decided that I was going to park my car in that garage. 

That sounds like a no-brainer, but if you drive around neighbourhoods you will see how many homes with garages have cars parked outside in the driveways – ALL … YEAR … LONG! 

In the middle of the winter when I’m driving to work in the morning I feel sorry for those folks who have a foot of snow on the top of their cars. Their windows are all frosted over while my car has no sign that there was snow in the forecast overnight.

I like parking my car in my garage and I don’t want that to change. But over the last six months, my garage has gotten smaller. 

What I mean is, it’s filling up with stuff other than my car. 

We used to keep two cars in our garage but, even if we had two cars now, we couldn’t do it. The one bay is filled with stuff.

That’s the reason so many homes with garages have cars parked in the driveways – they have too much stuff to park in their garages! 

I guess it’s cheaper than renting a storage unit … though my guess is that most of the people who are not parking their cars in their garages already have storage units filled to the brim.

The problem is people have too many things that they don’t need or use, but want to hang on to. 

That’s not my problem. 

My problem is that I have kids who have stuff they are not using and have nowhere to store it. They noticed we had a free storage unit attached to our home and took advantage. 

It’s not climate-controlled, but it’s dry.

And now my wife is starting to add to the collection of items we are storing in the unit. 

We have been doing some cleaning out of things we don’t need or want anymore. However, some of those things are not finding their way to new homes, the garbage dump or a donation store. 

They are just making it to the garage where they are starting to look like they fit in there really well. 

As I survey the items in our garage, I’m thinking that if I rearranged them a bit I could turn them into a nice little living area that we could rent out to someone.

They would have to put up with a bit of carbon-monoxide in the morning and evening when the car next to them was leaving and returning from trips … but we could reduce the rent. 

All we need now is a hot plate and a mini fridge. Anyone got spares they want to donate to the cause?

Here’s the thing: Clutter finds its way into our lives and it’s easy to add to the clutter without taking time to evaluate it. Clutter can be sin we don’t deal with, interests that fill our hours, or things that demand our time. If your life is too cluttered you won’t have much time for God – He’ll be parked outside in the driveway. Take some time today to survey the clutter in your life and make some room to bring God in from the cold.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What is the biggest source of your clutter? Leave your comments below.

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I Need To Change My Mood

It doesn’t take much to change a mood. A mood is often dictated by events.

Music can put you in the mood, and lighting can set the mood. 

As a hockey chaplain, I meet with players for chapel, but also to check on them personally. This week I chatted with some of the guys after they had lost all three games on the weekend.  You could tell that, even though it was three days past the weekend, there was still some sting from the losses. Their shoulders were drooping a little.  

But this Friday my guys won 4-1 and the mood was different. The guys who were a little shruggy on Wednesday were all smiles after their game win on Friday. 

It didn’t take three wins to change their mood, or a long period of time – just one win did it. 

I remember years ago when you could buy mood rings. They were supposed to reveal the kind of mood you were in by their changing colours. Of course, it couldn’t really tell what kind of mood you were in; it changed colour depending on your body temperature. 

Kids would tease each other for being in love if the stone turned red. But you could quickly get the stone to change your mood by how you held it or placed it on your skin. 

A “yes” or a “no” can also change your mood in an instance. 

You can go into a meeting with your boss to ask him for a raise. A “yes” from him puts you on cloud nine, but a “no” sends you down into an emotional pit. 

One time I was looking forward to going biking on the trails. I hadn’t been on my bike in a week. But when I got up that morning, the rain washed my hopes of a bike ride down the drain … my mood took a downturn rather quickly.

Over the last little while my mood hasn’t been the greatest. There have been a few things that have been really disappointing and they have kind of locked me into a bad mood. 

There has not been anything to change my mood either – no positive that might jolt me out of my mood. 

It seems like my circumstances are dictating my mood, that I’m at the mercy of something out of my control. I feel like a puppet with other people and happenings pulling my strings. I don’t like the mood I’m in but I’m dependent on someone or something to get me out of it. 

But that’s not really true. Things, events, and other people don’t control my mood – I do. 

Your mood is actually based on a decision – your decision. 

I choose what mood I am in. Sure, it’s based on peripherals, but I have control of the decision. 

So today I’m changing my mood. I’m not going to be grumpy, sad, or sullen. It’s my decision, so today’s going to be a good day.

Here’s the thing: You can let your circumstances discourage you and take your hope away, but that is your choice. Resist discouragement and disappointment by focussing on God’s goodness yesterday, His presence today and His promises tomorrow. You have the choice to either zero in on your purpose or your problem, on God’s power or your weakness, on Christ or your circumstance. What’s it going to be? You decide.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What’s got you down lately? Leave your comments below.

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Your Greed Will Get You Every Time

We are all a little greedy at times; it shows up in many areas of our lives. 

We look at a buffet and heap our plates full, only to leave some uneaten at the end. 

Well, not always … if we don’t leave food on the plate, we often need someone to roll us out of the restaurant because we ate way more than we should have. 

One time when we were at Disney World in Florida, our son, Mike, saw people walking around chowing down on turkey legs and he wanted one, too.

He was 9 years old at the time and the turkey leg was about half his size. He still thought he could eat it. Not a chance! Before we threw it out, Lily, his sister, Karlie, and I all pecked away at it just to eat enough to justify throwing the rest out. 

I’ve also seen greed a million times playing hockey. A player will hold onto the puck too long before he passes or will try to stickhandle around one more guy. Every time the pass gets intercepted or he loses the puck. 

His greed keeps him from making the play.

The other day, however, I heard the greatest example of greed in years, even though this person’s greed was camouflaged as being unlucky.

While driving in my car, the radio station I was listening to had a game going on. The caller would tell the DJ where to cast a fishing line and you would hear the line go out and plop in the water. You would hear a reeling sound and then the announcement of what the caller won. 

Before this one caller made her cast, she told the DJ she was really unlucky. But after her first cast, she won $140. 

Now, I think that if you were an unlucky person, you would respond with, “I just got $140 for free. Thanks, I’ll take it.” 

But this unlucky person didn’t do that. She said, “I’ll cast again.” And there was no hesitation; she didn’t even have to think about it.

Cast two went out and, unbelievably, she won $150.  

For sure I thought she would take her money – after all, she was unlucky. 

Nope! Without blinking her eyes – and believe me, even over radio I could tell she didn’t blink – she said, “I’ll cast again.”

And this time she caught nothing. She lost it all.

And you just know what she thought after she hung up. She thought, “I was right; I’m unlucky.” 

No, you’re not, lady. You are, first of all, foolish … I’d like to say “stupid”, but my wife tells me I shouldn’t use that word. 

Second of all, lady, you are greedy. 

That lady was lucky. Out of all the people who called in to the radio station, she got through. Then she made money on her first cast and made more money on her second cast. 

That’s luck. But her greed overpowered her luck.

We all have that urge to get a little more than what is in our hand. Recognize when you get the urge and don’t be greedy.

Here’s the thing: Many people want to squeeze all they can out of life. They want to do it all before they give their lives to God. Don’t be greedy with your life, thinking you want a little more before you ask for forgiveness, or you want to wait just until … and then you will ask God to forgive you and be the boss of your life. Don’t be greedy; get right with God now. You never know when your game will be over.

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What do you find you are greedy with? Leave your comments below.

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It Was A Powerful Experience

There are a lot of powerful things in nature, and this past year we’ve seen more than our share of nature’s power on this earth.

Though there have always been reports and news stories of hurricanes, tornados, floods, tsunamis, and earthquakes, this year we have felt the power of nature a little closer to home. 

Canada gets its fair share of cold, ice and snow, but for the most part we’re spared many of the devastating natural disasters. 

This year, however, we’ve had run-ins with fire, wind and water on a greater scale. Yet, in spite of all that, where I live we experienced the best summer weather in about four years.

You can’t really appreciate the power of nature by watching it on TV. It’s only in person that you can feel the immense force of nature. 

… Like when you stand on the edge of a rock, overlooking the surge of water dropping to the next level – that’s when you really get how powerful water can be. 

… Or when you drive through a city that was hit by a tornado the night before and see metal twisted around trees, and roofs ripped off of homes, then you realize the power of wind. 

Yesterday we were closing up our cottage for the year and during the day the wind got progressively more intense. 

The trees seemed to all move to the music of the wind … and it must have been more like rave music than a slow waltz because the trees were dancing wildly!

There were warnings of extreme winds, but from the comfort of our cottage, the only indication of the weather was the sound it provided. 

Just after sundown, Lily and I went for a walk down to the beach. We could see the dark clouds racing across the sky. 

As we got closer to the beach, the noise of the wind increased. We also felt the wind more, especially when there was nothing in the way to block it.

I’ve watched television news reporters standing outside, giving their weather reports, hours before a hurricane would be full throttle on that city. Sometimes you could tell they were struggling not to be blown away. 

I have often thought that those reporters had tiny toothpicks for legs … I don’t any more.

We stood just onto the beach. The forecast was for wind gusts up to 80kph, and though I didn’t fear that I was going to get blown over, I had to brace myself to take pictures and video. See one of the pictures I took above. 

When we walked against the wind, we had to do so with a serious forward lean to fight the push back of the wind. 

… And that wasn’t even close to the power of the wind in a hurricane! 

Both Lily and I marvelled at the power of the wind and the waves as we surveyed Lake Huron from the beach.

Powerful.

Here’s the thing: As powerful as the wind might be, as hungry as a fire is, as devastating as water can be, God’s power is over all these and more. There is nothing – no power of earth – that is as powerful as God. So when you see first hand the power of water, fire or wind, comprehend its force, but know that there is someone more powerful. There is One who can control and command the power of each and every element we have on earth: God. May you be in awe of the Lord every time you see the power in nature. 

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What powerful force have you experienced lately?  Leave your comments below.

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I Spent the Morning Going Down A Rabbit Hole

I went down a rabbit hole this morning. I had no intentions to when I started to write this post, but I just kept being led.

Alice in Wonderland is most famous for going down a rabbit hole, but so many of us end up there one way or another.

… And there are so many ways that we can do it. 

There are people who check something out on Facebook or the internet and end up spending the next two hours mindlessly scrolling on their phone or computer. 

I don’t spend much time on Facebook, but I can understand the rabbit hole effect.

About 20 years ago, going down a rabbit hole wasn’t as easy. If you were listening to music, you couldn’t just go from song to song, artist to artist. You would have the put different records on the turntable.  

Even looking at pictures was not easy to get lost in, unless you were looking at slides on a carousel. They always seemed to last forever … especially if they were old family reunion pictures.

For me, my rabbit hole started when I was trying to think of what to write for this post. As my mind went from one thing to another, a song popped into my head. But there were a couple of lines in the song that stumped me, so I turned to my computer and Google to find the lyrics. 

After finding the lyrics on YouTube, the sidebar showed some videos of the song. I clicked on one. It was a cover of the original song. 

Then I clicked on another. I was pretty impressed with the music of the cover bands but the singing didn’t do the song justice.

No one sounds like Donald Fagan of Steely Dan. 

So I clicked on an video of one of their concerts. I watched for a while, but that crazy YouTube sidebar kept calling me to go deeper down the rabbit hole.

I was intrigued by one video that was titled, “What Canadians really think of Americans.” The clip was from a Jimmy Kimmel show, and that led me to another late night talk show interview that was titled, “Josh Brolin reads Trump Tweets as Thanos.” 

I clicked on it. During the interview, Stephen Colbert promoted Brolin’s new movie, “Sicario”. I had seen a movie by the same name a few years ago and was interested if this was a sequel. 

Sooooo … I had to google it, and sure enough there is a Sicario 2. I clicked on the link and started to watch the trailer. 

That’s when my son came into the room, “Wha’cha doing?” he said. I told him how I got to watching the movie trailer.

His comment was simply, “Oh, you went down the rabbit hole.”

“Ya, I did”, I said. I had just wasted about an hour and a half and still hadn’t written my blog for the day. 

… But now I have. LOL.

Here’s the thing: It’s so easy to get distracted from following something God has given you to do. You may not have completely abandoned it, but your focus has shifted in a slightly different direction. Perhaps a new interest has distracted you from spending time with God. Whatever it is, you’ve gone down the rabbit hole. The thing to do is stop the distraction and get back to what you should be focused on. Don’t let distractions take you away from what you know you should do. 

That’s Life!

Paul

Question: What rabbit hole do you need to climb out of right now? Leave your comment below.