Praise God for the end of a successful week and for a current financial position that has somehow left us in the black as we start the next seven-day journey here in a few hours. The delta in our payables department remains grave and as our customers extend their terms again, I wonder if a strong cash position truly rests on the other side of the horizon or if it’s just another pipe dream. No matter, the generous wisdom handed out from these valleys and summits would more than likely make Solomon blush. This classroom has left nothing to disappoint, and I remain speechless once more.
Despite the hours I spend “managing” this vineyard, here is the cold and simple truth behind the labor of love connected - all of my joy and all of my sustenance, every last penny spent, and every last dollar gained, every pursuit worth preparing for, every battle worth fighting, every mountain worth ascending, every garden worth tending, every field worth purchasing, every staff meeting that is foot-washed, every vendor list acquired, every offering given, every football game sponsored, every family dinner attended and every bike ride made, stinks of refuse without a full, and deliberate, onslaught of keeping Jesus Christ at the center of it all and understanding that without Him, this life is completely futile, I’m as good as bankrupt and I reside as nothing more than a creaking old rusty gate.
