The Time Has Come
It’s one of those weird moments in a person’s life. It creeps up on you like a bad cold. You know you are getting it; it’s just a matter of time.
I am talking about one of those life moments when you realize that your monthly income is less than your monthly bills. It’s our own fault, to a point. Of course, the case can be made that politicians have helped create this environment. It’s easy to blame someone else. It is also easy for you to blame us only. The truth is, everyone is to blame some, but it’s mostly our own fault.
We bought a big house. It’s 1800SF+, 3 bedrooms, 2½ baths. It’s not our dream home, but it’s very, very, nice. We don’t have any kids. We’re dinks; dual income, no kids. We’re in our early 40s. It’s been a good time.
The economy has tanked. The Mrs. has had her hours cut. It’s been getting tougher all of the time. But something good has happened during all of this, something spectacular. It’s a life moment that trumps not having enough money to pay your bills. Can you even guess what that might be?
Jesus has come into our life. He has revealed Himself to us. We started going to church in November of last year and the Spirit has been working at our hearts since. I’m now walking the Walk. Am I perfect? Hah. Not even close! Have I changed much? Sure, but in nothing but good ways. I wish I could convey how good I feel these days.
Look, I’m not preaching to you. I expect nothing from you, although if you are happy for me, I’d appreciate you saying so. I am sure that some of the readers of this blog have been Christians for a long time. If that is the case, I feel fortunate to have survived this long to become one of you.
This blog will continue to exist. I still play poker (I need the money), and if Jerry Yang can be a man of God and play poker, than so can I.
Thanks for listening, friends. And, as always, thanks for being there. If you ever need me, I am there for you.
The bill collectors? They can wait.
