My say... and we're probably done

I'm gonna say just a couple of things and then I'll be talking about what I love, because that's what I'm made to do.

Who can go through quarantine, Black Lives Matter, turning 60, launching kids, welcoming them back due to Covid, yada yada... and not feel like you want to say something profound?

But is it just me? Or are we all a wee bit weary of words word words?

So much fear producing material is being featured, but I see deeper things happening.

And I keep hearing WAKE UP!!!

COVID 19 and BLM are potentially like a magician's slight-of-hand. While we're all looking at the red scarf he's waving around in his right hand, he's pulling a snake out of his left pocket.

So, can I dip in the left pocket a minute?

I heard in someone in a webinar lately - which one I can't remember - that the people who have made a mark on their present day all had eternity in their heart. Even my planner software states that you will get more done in your short moments if you have a long term goal.

But depression and discouragement seem to be the salt and pepper we are sprinkling liberally on our daily diet of social media and politics. This, to me, is really alarming.