When I did some speaking, I would use this intro at different times—People ask me isn’t it hard to speak, no, not really. If there are 100 folks here today, statistics show that 50% won’t hear a word I say. Of
the other 50 folks, 49 will hear bits and pieces (i.e. are toooo busy with their other thoughts) and by the time they get their
coffee and a cookie, they won’t remember anything I say. Soooo that leaves one person left. It’s like
having a talk with one person, a one-on-one.
Soooo if you’re that one person, let’s get started. That is just the way it goes!
In our world of 2019, it seems that many times folks are toooo busy to read or listen to what we say. ItchieBitchie says—Now that is a fact! It’s crazy! There is soooo much to read and soooo much to listen tooooo in our world of 2019. But ItchieBitchie, there are a lot of folks that read “It’s Saturday” according to Goggle, but I don’t know if they listen. I think sometimes they do; there even might be maybe more folks than I think. We all might be surprised that folks listen to us more than we think even when we don’t think they do. And then again, maybe not! That’s just the way it goes!
CrazyMarvin (i.e. who can be soooo tender hearted at times
but also can be a real doozy at times) says—It is soooo hard to accept the good
and the bad in our lives (i.e. it seems like it is soooo hard to understand). I think many folks would agree with you
CrazyMarvin (i.e. that’s my opinion). I played 9 holes of golf with some guys
the other day (i.e. a friend from church stayed with Arlene; wasn’t that
nice). I didn’t really play very well
according to my thinking (i.e. it didn’t feel very good anyway). But what was
interesting to me was I didn’t complain or say a negative thing. What was crazy, my score wasn’t much
different than what I normally shoot.
That’ s just the way it goes. I
don’t think I have the same enthusiasm for golf maybe because of my age, maybe
because of I’m not as strong physically anymore, or maybe I just don’t
know. That is maybe why most of my
buddies who are my age don’t play anymore. That is just the way it goes folks. I love
the wrestle in my life except for when I don’t! BUT golf is a great
opportunity for Arlene and me to enjoy the outside together. It’s a great fit. Oh ya! It’s a ride in the park for Arlene. I
appreciate the opportunity and realize that there will be a day that it will be
no more (i.e. that time is getting closer for Arlene); time seems to just march
on. I tell myself to do it while the getting’ is good!
One of our grandsons, Rookie, told
us last Sunday when I asked him if he can ride his bike—I can but I can’t start by myself or turn—how come you can’t do those things—well, I want to but my
brain doesn’t want tooooo--you need to tell your brain to do it—I do but it
argues with me; soooo far my brain has won! That’s just the way it goes
folks. Such is life. The last time I
gave the grand kids flowers and none of the grandkids were very impressed. Well, I gave them gifts Sunday and they were
more excited. That’s just the way
it goes. Although Rookie did say that it wasn’t fair; he thought Charlie got
better gifts. Soooo funny but such real
life (i.e. he just vocalized it).
A friend in our foursome said to me—erv, can you imagine
selling houses that you sold for $50,000 to $100,000 are now selling for double
or triple in 10 years since you have been out of the business. I think he was just making a point to me and
not rubbing it in ha ha! What is interesting is my social security check
doesn’t go up that much nor my investments.
My mentor would always say to me—erv,
it’s never as good as it looks and it’s never as bad as it looks. YaBut, selling houses looks pretty good right
now. A friend and I had breakfast
recently. He is a financial advisor and
also sells health/life insurance. He
told me that there is a lot of folks changing jobs right now. Why I asked.
There are opportunities to make more money as employment opportunities
are more prevalent. Now that makes
sense. Those changes give him more
opportunities. That’s just the way it
goes. Such is life.
I was surprised by this. I was in my drive and a kid about 10 to 12
comes across our yard from the back. He says—Hey mister, do you have $2 soooo I
can go swimming—you don’t have $2—no I don’t—how are you going swimming if you
don’t have $2—that is why I need $2. I
gave the kid $2. I asked him if he’s a
good kid—yes I am; I’m a Christian. Do
you think he is or was it just a ploy? Now that was an interesting experience
to say the least. Do you think he will
be back? Do you think I will give him another $2?
The#1MrRe-PoGuy says—I had a
client who I had 100%completetrustin toooo always being the same; he never
wavered—If his lips were moving, he was lying!
I read this while eating my oatmeal with half a banana on it--The
test of integrity is that your public life and your private life match—what’s
in your heart and what’s in your life are the same thing. You ask yourself,
“Would I want everyone to know about this decision that I’m making?” The truth
is, when it comes to integrity, even if you can fool everyone else, you can’t
fool yourself. And if you violate your own conscience, you have to pay for
that. Yikes, but that’s just the way it goes. When confused, sometimes we give
it some distance or some time. GeorgeTheCrook
says--That confusion can produce a lot of head shaking. John Wayne said—Life is
tough but it is much tougher when your stupid.
WorldClassLarry (i.e. has a lot of git in his tank) says--Effective
people figure out what’s essential in life and what’s trivial, and they spend
more time doing the essential things and less time doing the trivial things.
You can’t eliminate all the trivia in your life, but you can reduce it. Our
world of 2019 is way different than our grand parents’ world. I can only imagine. And I can only imagine how the world will
change in the future and it will change if we like it or not; don’t kid
yourself. That’s just the way it goes.
Orville Wright said, “No flying machine will ever fly from New York to Paris…(because)
no known motor can run at the requisite speed for four days without stopping.”
I can hardly believe that we already have had our longest
day of sunlight. This story happened
about around the longest day of the year about 61 years ago. I don’t remember my Daddy, Chester, ever
telling me that he loved me. He did show
concern about me at times but never real obvious. Our neighbor, Elden Williams, who was maybe
16 and I who was maybe 12 went riding our horses at the county line ditch which
was an old ditch with massive huge old trees.
It was a fun place to ride our horses.
It started to get dark soooo we started our 2-mile trek back to our farmsteads. The time I got home there was very little
pink on the western horizon (i.e. like it was really dark). My Daddy was sitting on our front steps. He was concerned, I think. He said to me something like—erv, it’s pretty
dark to be riding horse; you better put Queen away and come in the house.
Most folks are confused about something at sometime in their
life. I seem confused a lot about a lot
of stuff. I think that is normal if we
care at all about anything. It just
can’t be any different (i.e. my opinion).
LuckieEddie says--Most followers of Jesus go through seasons of doubt
and darkness. LuckieEddie asks—Why is
that? I have no idea; that’s just the
way it goes! A friend told me this story about an acquaintance—When his wife
died, he remarried a gal who lost her mate as well; they moved to another
state. She got Alzheimer’s soooo he
drove her back to IA to her daughter’s place and just dropped her off with a
few clothes (i.e. unannounced)! He had
enough I guess. That’s just the way it
goes for some. AnOl’Pickleball buddy ended his email to me with these words--Wishing
you the best in your daily struggle. I hate that disease. Well
PinkPete—we pickle on! That’s just the way it goes.
A couple of friends’ family business in little Aplington is
celebrating their 80th year of existence. Wow, that is amazing for a family owned
business to be in business that long.
Something must have gone (i.e. is going) right! That just doesn’t happen
very often. First of all, they must have
and are making money; you can’t operate a business if it doesn’t make
money. There must not have been any
major family problems; major family problems are very hard on businesses (i.e.
usually death to a business). My hat
goes off to them. I have known/know
three generations of the family and they are good folks; that could be another
reason. I think it is more than just being lucky but luck never hurts (e.g.
timing). Sometimes, that’s just the way
it goes and sometimes the corollary of that is true.
Chester and Anna didn’t teach me to spell very well. Why they didn’t, now that’s just the way it
goes; I have no idea. Maybe they thought
I was beyond hope. Now that could be.
ANYWAY, they did teach me some stuff.
Anna taught me about HYPOCRISY. If I told you once, I've told you a
million times, don't exaggerate! She
taught me about ANTICIPATION. Just wait until we get home. Chester taught me
HUMOR. When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me. He
taught me WISDOM. When you get to be my age, you'll understand. I had breakfast
with a friend recently and we talked about how our parents put very little to
no pressure on us to succeed (i.e. in fact they let us fail it seems). It was like they didn’t care. We both agreed that it is amazing that we
made it this far in life. Where did we
get our mindset to be what we are? You tell me; I don’t know!
Sometimes, that’s just the way it goes! Early Sunday morning
I was sitting in our sun porch (i.e. beautiful morning), drinking coffee and
meditating. Our back yard is the school
ground which has a soccer field and a ball field. A pickup pulls up on the road and a guy and
his young boy gets out along with two dogs.
The wife or live in (i.e. who knows in our culture) stays in the
pu. The dogs start running; the guy
starts hollering; the dogs keep running; the guy hollers louder; the dogs run
faster. There is an acreage just behind
the school ground that raises dogs and also deer. Those dogs didn’t stop running no matter how loud
the guy hollered. He ran after
them. The lady took off in the pu. I just laughed. After some time, the pu came back; end of
exercising the dogs. I think I read their lips--%#?! What a hoot!
I recently was with a group of guys. We had a shared
interest. But being around them, I felt
not a part of the group (i.e. they had their own little click). They were nice guys but I didn’t fit or
something. They were of their group and
it seemed like I was an outsider. It
felt awkward. What was really
interesting is that I was ok with that.
It didn’t bother me. They
probably felt awkward with me as well. I think this happens in some churches as
well. Generally, I think, when this
happens, the person who feels they are not really on the same page as the
others in the group, well, they just disappear completely or find a different
group or a different church. I don’t
think folks are necessarily unhappy, but they could be but more often they feel
that they don’t fit in this group and just move on. What do you think? That is what I thought.
Have you ever tried to force something on someone that they didn’t
want? How did it go? That is what I
thought. JoeBlow says--YaBut, I think
it’s right and it’s what they should have; it is the right thing! Soooo what usually happens JoeBlow? Well, they usually go their way where they
can get the product presented to them in the way they want it with or without
me. I read while eating my oatmeal with
half a banana on it, this-- In years past, church attendance was popular,
almost mandatory for people that wanted to succeed in business. That is no
longer the case. Today we have what we might term a “new normal,” a social
environment that places diminishing value of genuine relationships. Ouchy
ouchy! You think that is true? That is what I thought.
This friend is a good guy with a good heart (i.e. my kind of
person) and is using his talent (i.e. he’s a good example). He sent me this email--By the way in one of
your recent "Saturdays" you mentioned an episode of Arlene and music.
I have some experiences that have led me to believe that music occupies
a special place in our brain that is more "durable" than other memory
phenomena. My mom suffered from dementia in her last years. She was a
singer/guitar player who taught me to sing and play guitar...........and she
taught me many, many old country songs which I still remember. In her final
years, when she couldn't remember the names of her grandkids or much of
anything,...............we would go to her care center regularly and she would
join us ( my brother,daughter,and grandkids) in singing these songs for the
rest of the folks. It was a highlight of her day,..........and she still knew
those old songs. I currently go to a
dementia "day care center" in our local senior center every other
week with my guitar and conduct an hour long "singalong" with the
folks there, singing old time songs,....and many of those folks join in singing
and they all enjoy it..............almost as much as I do.
TommyTom (i.e. he’s got
game) who is a brother to TommyJohn says—There is a difference in folks, yes there
is. Folks aren't all the same. Why do you think that is TommyTom? I
have no idea! That’s just the way it goes!
Such is life.
Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:
MyFriendJean says—If you haven’t asked the Lord to help
study, then don’t ask him to help you pass the test.
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