Sunday Sermon

Living the dream,  That’s my motto.  Where else in the this Universe can an old fat guy have a good job,  great children and grandchildren, good friends, a home, people who care about me, a church who feeds me in spirit and human food and a Harley to ride on good days.  I look around at the men and women I “hang with” in the Midwest and on the net.  I am so Blessed (a slightly over used word) but, blessed I am.

A brief rundown on the people I hang with.

A man who recently had cancer surgery
A women who needs a kidney transplant*
A women who is nearly 80 and works 40 hours a weeks  because she needs the money.
A young women who has had a knee replacement and needs another one
A man who had a knee replacement and it didn’t take
A husband and wife who wake up every morning wondering if the cancer has returned and she will need a second mastectomy
A friend who is struggling with alcohol and has a dying father because of cancer
The wife of my cousin.  He passed away on Valentine Day. She calls me and asks “how am I!”.  OMG.  I feel guilty that’s how I am.  She is so very strong
A woman who has been full time employed for 30 years and was laid off and now struggles to make her house payment.

That’s just ten people I feel I know well.  The point of this post,  As my father would say, “I felt really sorry for myself because I had no shoes………until I saw a man who had no feet.”

Quit your whining and be so very thankful for God has given to you!

Thus endeth the sermon for Sunday.

PS Say a prayer for Jake.

Pops