Psalm 23:5: Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Waste not, want not.
Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.
I drove a hitch-hiker to Tallahassee today. I wasn’t going to Tallahassee. Again. It was 70 miles in the opposite direction I was going.
Am I bragging? No. It’s just a thing I can do since I’ve chosen a cup of appropriate size. It’s actually pretty small. It’s not that hard to make it runneth over.
If you wonder why there is so much gone wrong in the world, maybe it’s not everyone else to blame? You laugh when I say I’m on a mission from God. So are you. If you laugh at mine, do you laugh at your’s? Maybe that’s why the world sucks? Maybe more people should take their missions more seriously?
How big is your cup? How big is your mission? It’s all just a dream, go back to artificial reality…