A word about the economy. Good Grief! Okay that’s two words. My pastor told us not to look at our 401K. So I went right home and took a peek.
My nest egg is a yoke.
I thought an empty nest was when you lose your kids.
I was wrong,
It’s when you lose your shirt.
These are tough times. I saw a guy running down the street naked, yelling “thank you Paine Webber!”
Seriously, Here’s my word of encouragement to you. This is the kind of thing that used to throw me into depression. Not any more. Wealthy or penniless, Republican administration or Democrat administration, recession or inflation, God is still in control! He will still reign.
And in the midst of all this uncertainty we may just learn where our real security lies. My retirement might be gone, but my life and my mission are not over. I praise God for continued opportunity to serve in whatever capacity he allows. I will not allow my emotions to ride the political or the Wall Street roller coasters. Wow, It felt good to get that off my chest. Now let’s go out and live it! Give like we have never given before! Live like we have never lived before! This could be the best time of our lives.