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I have been told that people with ADHD are distracted easily. That really is difficult to ascertain at times. (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder – This means that people may have trouble focusing on some tasks and subjects). We live in a time and country filled with distractions and diversions designed to detour us from the Lord.

I have radio, TV, cell phone and a computer filled with distractions. I seem to have things to do and places to go? I have a car that helps me run errands in minutes. I am inundated with advertisements in the form of signs, emails, messages, mail outs, TV ads – they are everywhere. I see enticements for easy payment plans, free gifts, buy one and get a bonus, and get a free dinner if I listen to a sales promotion. Everywhere I go or do, I find someone vying for my time and money.

It is nice to just sit down, read the Bible, think on it and pray for my day. But I think I have spiritual ADHD. My personal motor starts revving up during this time. My mind reminds me of stuff to do. I go from Bible to busy-ness, from peace to temptations fighting over my attention. Perhaps I should stand up and yell, “SHUT UP” sit back down and…but I need a cup of coffee first…argh! God needs to help me endure all this temptation.

Blessed is the man that endureth temptation: for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life, which the Lord hath promised to them that love him. – James 1:12. 


Inadvertent Idiocy


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One day I was sitting at a stop light daydreaming. Suddenly a lot of honking came from the car behind me. I looked in my mirror to see what all the fuss was about. The guy behind me was waving his arms about in an erratic manner. I lifted my arms to say, “What is your problem?” Next thing I knew he was at my driver’s side window pounding on my roof yelling something about a green light between profanities.

Huh, I thought to myself, it is green! I apologized to him and went through the green light. As I continued down the road to Walmart, he followed me all the way, honking, flailing his arms, yelling and looking to all the world like his head could explode. I really thought he would follow me into Walmart, but God stepped in and prompted him on down the street.

I had a good idea of the content of his rant. I am pretty sure the word “idiot” was included. Now, I may have been a little preoccupied, but I don’t think lack of brain power was the cause. As my day, progressed I realized how often I get upset with other people and consider them of lesser intelligence than myself at the time. Then God reminded me how often He has to deal with such behavior in His people.

I am sure glad God has more patience with me than I would have with me.

Now the God of patience and consolation grant you to be likeminded one toward another according to Christ Jesus: – Romans 15.5.


Good Morning, Lord


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Good Morning, Lord

Jesus is my friend. However, I have noticed that I don’t always treat Him very well. I am kinda rude a lot of the time. So, this morning I started my prayer and devotion time a little different. I began with, “Good morning, Lord.” I believe that is a good way to greet a friend.

My wife is my best friend in this world. We always greet each other in the morning. We spend much of our time together and help each other out. She knows what things are difficult for me with my Parkinson’s and lends a hand and moral support.

Jesus and I are going to mail some packages, go to Walmart, and make a couple other errands. We are planning on reorganized some stuff and doing some winterizing around the house. Even if these plans are foiled, Jesus will be with me for moral support. He also reminds me that what doesn’t get done today will get done tomorrow or another day. Besides He might have totally different plans for me.

“Good morning, Lord. What are your plans for my day?”

And the scripture was fulfilled which saith, Abraham believed God, and it was imputed unto him for righteousness: and he was called the Friend of God. James 2:23. 


What a Grand Adventure


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What A Grand Adventure!

I like reading or watching adventure stories. I enjoy writing funny stories from life. The interesting thing is that a story without something going wrong is boring. Something has to happen. An antagonist must somehow be involved, whether it is a storm or a person or an animal or one’s own foibles.

Life is an adventure. I never saw it that way until I trusted Jesus as my Savior. Before Christ trials and tribulations seemed so horrible. But now that Christ is with me and is guiding me, helping me and giving me hope through life, it has become an adventure. I know that story ends well.

Thus as each day unfolds, the high points and low points all mix together with purpose. My Parkinson’s, my foibles, my difficulties, my funny stuff all have a purpose in this great adventure. Events of the past and future experiences are part of my grand adventure with God.

What is going to happen today? It could be average, but then again it could contain adventurous things. I know that even small things can be adventurous if I just pay attention (I’m not so sure red traffic lights are included, though).

I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye. Psalm 32:8.

Self Help for Dummies


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Self Help for Dummies

I like the series of books for dummies, also those for idiots. They actually can be helpful – to a point. Self-help books teach a person to focus on themselves. I have found that I am not the best “go-to” person for self-help. If I knew what I was doing I would need to help myself. The self-help books are written by people that don’t know much more than I do, they just articulate it better.

Instead of seeking self-help, I have found much better answers in the best help book around – the Bible. Why not seek help from my designer? He knows me better that I know me. He can actually solve my problems instead of just talk about them. My biggest problem is taking my problems to God, the problem-solver.

Now, I just need to remember that my help and advice doesn’t help me much.

I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing. – John 15:5.

Go Ahead Make My Day


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Go Ahead Make My Day

It’s amazing to me that my mere presence can bring a smile to someone else’s face. I guess it is because they like me. I know seeing someone I love to be with can bring a smile to my face because I enjoy being in their presence. It just changes my day to spend it with my best friend. My wife helping me with my day makes it so much better.

This verse is saying that to me this morning. Jesus’ presence makes my day better. My thoughts go from my tasks, problems and concerns to just being with Him. He just makes everything seem less concerning. My day has lightened immensely.

Just as some people are glad to see me and it makes my day, I am glad to have Jesus with me – He makes my day.

Thou hast made known to me the ways of life; thou shalt make me full of joy with thy countenance. – Acts 2:28.

I Can’t

Isn’t it interesting than we look for other people’s strengths, while God uses us because of our weaknesses? This is because our weaknesses amplify our need for God. Seems odd to thank God for Parkinson’s…Feel inadequate today?

2 Corinthians12:10 Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ’s sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.

Stupid is as Stupid Does


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We bought a house that needs a bit of work. One of the things was the absence of a few lights. I am working on installing a couple of them. I discovered that a house with stucco “siding” is made differently – and a previous owner did some unsettling wiring. This means more work to fix it right.

Since a previous owner strung a wire along the upper exterior wall and slathered stucco stuff to hide it, I had to break out the stucco in order to replace the wire. A hammer and chisel proved a bit laborious to me. Thusly, I got out my compressor and hand-held air chisel. Wow! What a difference!

I made great progress, producing debris at an unheard of pace – until I hit another wire that went vertically. Not knowing it was there I chiseled it. Suddenly, the compressor quit. As a matter of fact, all the power went out in the hosue. No amount of breaker flicking seemed to help. So, I swallowed my pride and called a friend that does electrical work.

My friend came over, tools in hand, complete with a no-nonsense demeanor. He had the battle plan all worked out. But first he checked the breakers. He flicked the right one and everything worked again. Sigh. Did I feel stupid! I mean, I flicked that very breaker earlier. I guess it feared a bona-fide electrician.

All’s well now except I reaped stupid stuff because I stupidly chiseled a wire. The stupid stuff compounded with the breaker issue. I guess I reaped stupid stuff because I did stupid stuff. Funny how that works. Now I will never be able to prove to the electrician, or my wife, just how handy I am to have around.

For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting. Galatians 6:8. 

Jerkier Jerk


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Jerkier Jerks

I remember a guy giving me a hard time about being a Christian. He told me to Google his name and I would be surprised (actually his statement was filled with profanity, I cleaned it up to make it palatable). His attitude was that since he had some fame and notoriety in is profession, that he could be a jerk if he wanted to be one. He went on quite a rant and railed on me. I have since learned to walk away from jerks – well I hope I have. But then there are always jerkier jerks.

In this passage the angels set the example. Even though they have the power and might to fuss about leadership, they don’t.

My how easy it is to get critical. How quickly I find myself diving into a conversation criticizing a leader or even another person. This eventually brings me down. I find myself grumpy and miserable because I look at everybody and everything with a bad attitude.

I enjoy meeting people and having pleasant and even fun conversations. For example, I was talking with a guy about the old days. We both had a good laugh over the fact that the kids today wouldn’t understand the song, “Sylvia’s Mother” when the lyrics say, “…and the operator said 40 cents more for the next three minutes…” That’s much more fun than grumping.

Talking about Jesus is also rewarding and fun. No matter where I go, there are jerks – my goal is not to be one of them.


Whereas angels, which are greater in power and might, bring not railing accusation against them before the Lord. 2 Peter 2:11