One of the first things you notice at Walt Disney World is the preponderance of “Mickey-shaped” items. From pencil tops to fireworks, everything seems to consist of two small circles sitting atop a larger circle. Sometimes, as with shrubbery, the shape is forced upon the item; those in charge simply alter it until it achieves the proper proportions. Sometimes, as with ice cream, the item is formed inside a mold. The latter of these can get downright creepy at times. Forcing a pumpkin to grow in a “Mickey” shape by placing it in a mold in its infancy is … weird. The desired effect is achieved, yes. But at some point a living organism has to be allowed to grow in its own direction. I don’t know. Maybe I’ve just seen one too many Mickeys over the last seven years.
Anyway, striking a balance between fostering growth and channeling that growth has been a bit of an obsession with me over the last 23 years.
Some people have five talents. They have all the skill, all the charisma, all the opportunities. It seems as though service in Jesus’ kingdom comes naturally to them. We are not surprised to hear when they have done great things in His name. We expect it out of five-talent people
Some people have two talents. They are not as privileged as the five-talent people, obviously. But we still admire them. They get the most out of what they have. They do not envy the five-talent people for their success and the glory that comes with success. They just do their job and do it well. Sometimes they even wake up to find they have become five-talent people themselves. And good for them. Good for us. And then there are those with only one talent. Read More
So, I mention a restaurant in the area that serves good food, and I am flooded with reader feedback! Everyone likes to hear about a new place to eat, I guess. That’s not surprising, though. We all eat, and we all prefer (all things being equal) to eat food we like. So why not jump at a new opportunity?
If only I could use that little snippet of life as an idea for an article … Read More
I know it’s the eleventh hour and all that, but I may have found my presidential candidate. I found an envelope pushed under the church’s front door with “To Pastor” scrawled on the envelope. After bemoaning yet another abuse of the Biblical term “pastor” (Ephesians 4:11 — a church overseer, not an evangelist or a teacher, terms which are noted separately), I opened it up. Read More
The word “young” carries particular significance for college football fans. It is full of hope, yet resigned to a mediocre or worse present. I think it’s basically a way for coaches, fans and sports writers to safely lower expectations. “Sure, they can’t block, tackle, or correctly identify their team uniforms. But what do you expect? They’re young.” Read More