Those of us blessed with over-active imaginations start pursuing three, four, and more new possibilities for every old one realized. We let them slide, seeds sown in gravel, quick to sprout, soon to wither. Huey Long’s last words were, “God, don’t let me die. I have so much to do.” Foolishly, he thought more time was the answer. I’m no fool. I don’t need more time. But what do I need? A mindset coach? New strategies? Priorities? Scheduling? One thing I am sure I need — prayers. Yours will do nicely.
Photo of the Gild Hall parking lot, Arden, Delaware, using a shutter speed of one-sixth of a second.
Photo and text copyright 2019 by Danny N. Schweers.