Praise the Good Shepherd a few small project orders found their way to our doorstep over the last couple of days. These valves, and associated piping components, commanded a lightning fast delivery while maintaining a spec that was not necessarily “off the shelf.” As thankful as I am for the orders, I’m even more thankful for the resources that are as willing to jump through hoops as we are to wash feet and equip our diamond-like customers for victory.
Lately, my days have been consumed with running 100mph. Even when we are “slow” we are not actually slow. There is always something to do - pay bills, sign contracts, visit with accounting, sweep the floors, etc.. It never ends and the gratitude that I have in my heart for that cannot be measured. When I come home, it’s the same thing. My daughter needs to be rocked, my son needs help with his homework, my wife needs a date and I need time with the Lord. Life is nearly swallowed and “Trey time” on the water, with a fishing pole in hand, is almost non-existent
A work-life-play balance seems to be the topic of conversation as of late. And while I do agree with the importance of it, for my life, dying to self is even more dominant. The older I get the more I desire to follow Jesus. The more I desire to be like Him. The more I desire to withhold “Trey time” and spend my days serving others. I have come to learn that it does not matter how big the sale is or how many fish there are to catch. If it does not involve washing feet and looking like Christ, the pursuit is fleeting and I’m not interested.
