Author: kenlassblog.net

I’m having trouble adjusting to the concept that breakfast cereal is no longer considered healthy for me. I grew up filling my bowl every morning with Frosted Flakes, Lucky Charms, Cocoa Puffs, Wheaties and Rice Crispies. My best morning friends were Tony the Tiger, Snap, Crackle & Pop, and Lucky the Leprechaun. The boxes told me that cereal was full of oats and wheat and, combined with whole milk, would help me grow up to be big and strong.

Now they say cereal is terrible for you. Full of sugar and processed ingredients. Instead they recommend high fiber, high protein, low sugar products. I’ve tried them. It’s like eating wood chips. Next thing you know, they’ll be telling me that big glass of orange juice I drank every morning was bad. Oh wait, they already have. Again, too much sugar.

I don’t know what to eat for breakfast anymore. Guess I have to switch to something else. Maybe a nice big chocolate muffin.

When I’m driving, I always look forward to getting out of the city, because then I can put my car on cruise control. From that point forward, I don’t have to worry about speed. I can focus on traffic and road conditions. I might also be able to sneak a glance at something interesting on the roadside (although just a very quick glance), or carry on a conversation with a passenger. Whatever I focus on, I know I don’t have to worry about going too fast. The car has that covered.

Putting your faith in Jesus can work the same way. He can be your cruise control. Whatever you may be dealing with in life, no matter what the adversity, at least you don’t have to worry about your eternal future. He’s got that covered.

With Him, you know you’ll always reach your ultimate destination safely.

Will today be a good day or a bad day for you? Actually, it will be what you make it. Don’t let the quality of this day be determined by what happens to you. Make what happens to you be of high quality. Control your time. Set a goal that brings you joy today, and accomplish it. Doesn’t have to be momentous or life changing. Could be a small thing, or a list of small things. Just strive to get them done before you go to bed tonight.

Do a volunteer job, visit or contact a sick or lonely friend, get that lawn mowed or that flower bed weeded, go to the gym and work out, play pickleball, finish reading that inspirational book, play with your grandkids. If you’re working, compliment your co-workers, turn criticism into patient kindness. Set a classy and humble example.

Doing stuff like this will bring you warm and positive vibes regardless of whatever adversity comes along. People love to say goodbye by chortling “have a nice day”. Just remember, you can make it so.

One of the highlights of every spring for me is the blooming of our daffodils. As soon as the weather shows a hint of warming up, they emerge and blossom into their bright yellow glory, lighting up the side of our home with lush color. Sadly, they last in full bloom only a couple of weeks. Then they wilt and gradually disappear, not to be seen again until another year passes.

So I try to make it a point to admire them every precious day they are on display, because they will soon be gone. If that concept is true for mere flowers, how much more should we value our family and friends? We should value and love them up every precious day, because, one day, they too may be gone.

Or you might be.

I so admire people who have the gift of patience. Sharon and I pulled up to the menu board of a fast food restaurant recently. I ordered, and then we drove around to wait in line for the window. The line was slow. Actually, it wasn’t moving at all. We just sat there, with three cars ahead of us, nobody getting food.

I lasted about three minutes. Then I began drumming my fingers on the steering wheel, shifting in my seat, letting out deep sighs of frustration. By the time five minutes had passed, I was like a caged animal, grousing and complaining about incompetence and poor management. We weren’t even really in a hurry. it just seemed like minutes of my life being wasted.

Meanwhile, Sharon had pulled out her phone and was calmly browsing the internet, perfectly content and unstressed. Waiting is no problem. How do you do that? I really want to learn how to become more patient like her. And I want to learn it right now.

Did you ever notice whenever there is a group of folks having a conversation, there is always that quiet person? That individual who focuses on listening rather than talking. The one who places more value on what others have to say, and less on expressing himself.

This person is never me. When I’m in a conversation, I’m always quick to insert my feelings and opinions. Sometimes, I realize I’m not even listening to what the rest are saying. I’m just waiting for an opening in the dialog to jump in and share my thoughts. Kind of makes me wonder if the others are listening to me. Well, I guess at least one person is. The quiet person.

There’s an old saying that God gave us two ears for listening and just one mouth for talking, because listening is twice as important. That’s probably true. And I just can’t wait to talk to somebody about it.

Every morning Sharon fills our two backyard birdfeeders with fresh seed. Minutes later, there is a frenzy of birds flocking to the feeders, pushing and shoving each other, trying desperately to eat enough to satisfy their bellies. It’s every bird for himself (or herself). Life is about their needs. If others get knocked off and don’t get to eat, it’s their problem.

But occasionally we will spot a bird who will secure a beak full of seed, then fly to our backyard oak tree, landing in a nest, and then distributing the seed to others, probably their offspring. Their priority is not themselves. They fight the feeder battle to secure nourishment for others. They understand their purpose is to care for those who can’t care for themselves. They get it.

Do we?

“Have a blessed day.” I hear that phrase a lot, usually from employees at fast food windows, or grocery store checkers, or customer service reps. They say it as a matter of protocol and routine. But will you have a blessed day today?

Actually, you already have been blessed. You woke up this morning and got to spend another day in this beautiful world. That shouldn’t be taken for granted. Now take it to the next level. Want to really have a blessed day? Be a blessing to someone else. You’ll be amazed at how it will make a difference in the way you look at your own life.

Joy is contagious. Contaminate somebody today. It’s the surest way to make every day blessed.

Hope and trust are two different things, yet they go together, or at least they should. I hope that making godly decisions in my life will lead to protection, security and blessing. But trust is the next step. It is confidence that you are loved, cared about, and that circumstances, no matter how adverse, are working toward your eternal happiness.

It’s pretty hard to have hope if you don’t have trust. It also matters where you place those two things. Hoping and trusting in the things of the world is risky business. It may or may not work out. Placing your faith in God has proven over thousands of years to be much more reliable. That’s a pretty good track record.

My hope today is that you will find Him in your life, and I trust that He will reward the effort.

Self pity is a trap we are all tempted to fall into. Woe is us. Why me? Nobody understands what I’m going through. Maybe we use these mindsets to somehow console ourselves when adversity strikes. But they usually don’t work. In fact, they often make us feel worse. Trying to focus on the positive, and counting your blessings, almost always works better.

I met a woman recently who lost her sight ten years ago. Then she lost her taste and smell during the Covid pandemic. They have not returned. She is also experiencing numbness in her hands and arms. So basically, of the five senses, only her hearing is still fully intact. Yet she lives a full and active life. She cooks, sews, reads, attends church regularly, and even gives lectures on overcoming hardships. Her challenges make mine seem very small.

The old saying goes, “somebody always has it worse than you do”. It’s true, you know. Don’t give up. Fight off your adversity. Be determined to be full of joy. Others have overcome worse than your problems. You can do this. And you will.