by greg stone

Each day God brings different people across my path through phone calls, emails, and personal encounters. It may be the gas station attendant, the teller at the bank...a friend of one of my sons. Each day I get the opportunity to love others the way God loves me. Some days I blow it. Some days I marvel at the beauty of it.

Like the rippling of water extending outward when a rock is dropped in, so impact extends outward when we invest in the lives of others.

Confrontation is never a fun word. However, those who are committed to real and honest love lean into confrontation as a bridge to deeper connection, rather than a roadblock to tranquility. 

I'm still processing the death of my mother, who battled COPD among other ailments. Her sickness was hard on all of us who loved her, but gave us opportunity to honor her and create some special memories with her before she passed. Today I remember childhood memories with fondness when I think of my Mom.

Are you a bucket filler or a bucket dipper?