There but for the grace of God go I

It is true. I spent a bit of time listening to someone this weekend. I mean really listening. Thinking back on our conversation, it made me think long and hard about where I am at and where I am going. Why is it that it takes hearing of someone else's misfortune and bad turns to remind me of how blessed I am? We did some great news this past week... we'll pass it along as soon as it comes to be reality. I was very thankful because it was something that I had spoken to the Big Man about each day. I am still thankful. Still I was all the more thankful after my conversation with this person. He has worked very hard to get to where he is, has a good heart and a positive outlook. He takes joy in simple things like visits, letters, phone calls and so on. He is more concerned with people and his relationships with them than he is with things. It isn't much that separates people. There but for the grace of God go I.