Morning Friend,
Every now and then I do some designated driving duties for my friends and as one whose universe exists normally in a "how far away is it by bike" reality, the immediacy and fast pace of vehicular transport always leaves me saying, "I've got to get me one of these!".
Last weekend I drove a carload of revelers from the bar to a party halfway across town and then later after dropping everyone off at home I drove to another bar downtown to see my friend's band play until 2 after which within mere moments I was safely home.
Just a typical evening out to most folks, but to the unlimitedly patient cyclist and his limited range, it felt like a whirlwind adventure.
Such a journey never enters into the realm of two-wheeled options especially the part about the four passengers.
It's not like I haven't driven before - I used to drive all the time and everywhere, in varying states of inebriation, which is why of course I was forced to take up cycling in the first place.
It's been so long since I owned a car and drove regularly that the experience is once again novel.
And the nifty way that cars handle nowadays as opposed to the clunkering beaters I used to drive, makes it almost outer-worldly.
It's fun to drive....in many ways it's more fun than when I first drove as a nappy-headed sixteen year old, and way more fun than as an impaired 36 year old.
- I'm much more confident than I was as a fledgling driver
- I'm more competent surely than ever
- I have patience to spare which is a driver's best friend
- I am entrusted faithfully with the lives of beloved friends and family
- I appreciate the privilege as opposed to the "right" to drive
- I'm safer ( and un-stressed about being pulled over)
- I am a happier driver, because I am a happier person
I have always been fanatically ( bordering on freakishly) fond of driving so this new-found automotive ardor cannot be measured by absence alone.
Like so many other aspects of my life that have been overhauled with God as my co-pilot, the simple joy of driving a car is draped in a checkered flag of daily triumph.
The cherished freedoms I've discovered in sobriety - the range, depth and substance of traveling through life in efficient comfort - are personified by the similarly rewarding assets of a reliable automobile and apropos to one as wide of eye, broad of scope and deep of conviction as I.
How grand it is to be able to choose where I'll go and when I'll leave in the same breath as what kind of shape I'll be in when I get there!
How sublimely honorable it is to have another person put their keys, and their lives, into your hands.
While it is nicer to drive somewhere instead of walking, it's miles better than crawling.
love tImMy:/
Laugh as much as you breathe...
Love as long as you live ( on Corinthian)
My Love For You by Timothy Gerald Franklin Lawrence
My love for You
is bigger
than a shoe
The End
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Look after yourself...without health
you are of no use to anyone.
If I owned this company,
would I hire someone like me?
is bigger
than a shoe
The End
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Look after yourself...without health
you are of no use to anyone.
If I owned this company,
would I hire someone like me?
THREE Angels!
Angela, Ash & Janelle
Ab's ( REALLY GOOD) Joke of the WEEK!
A great example of Flawless Male logic —
This is a conversation between a husband and his wife. Please note that she asks five or six questions which he answered quite simply; but, then she is speechless after answering only one question.
Woman: Do you drink beer?
Man: Yes.
Woman: How many beers a day?
Man: Usually about three.
Woman: How much do you pay per beer?
Man: $5.00 which includes a tip (this is where it gets scary!).
Woman: And how long have you been drinking?
Man: About 20 years, I suppose.
Woman: So a beer costs $5 and you have three beers a day which puts your spending each month at $450. In one year, that would be approximately $5400, correct?
Man: Sounds Correct.
Woman: If in 1 year you spend $5400, not accounting for inflation, over the past 20 years puts your spending at about $108,000, correct?
Man: Again, sounds about right.
Woman: Do you know that if you didn’t drink so much beer, that money could have been put in a step-up interest savings account and after accounting for compound interest for the past 20 years, you could have now bought an airplane?
Man: Could be true. Do you drink beer?
Woman: No.
Man: Where is your airplane?
for Kenneth Mayo
Hope AND SWIM !
When I fall into an ocean, I know with certainty
That I am wet and startled will at once be plain to me
But will I sink or will I swim...to the depths or to the shore?
Perhaps a log will come drifting by, or a boat out on a tour?
I could hope as I was sinking, but I’d still drop to the floor
And hoping would I be, for logs and tour boats evermore
So I think I’ll set my sights on land and give my legs a kick
And stroke though I am weary, my decision will I stick
While Hope sustains the helpless whose outlook is often dim
Hope also fuels the Faithful, giving Strength to those who swim
So even if I falter against this fearsome tide of health
The shores of my fulfillment rise beneath me in my stealth
I’m hopeful for the strength and the courage not to give in
I thank the Lord for Faith and my resolve to hope AND swim!
My prayers and God’s Blessings be with you my friend!
Timothy Lawrence
Abraham Stainer Esq.
a.k.a. "Ab"
Tinker-Timmy & Friends
Jan'l. Angeela, Ash and Ab
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
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Life Stories
Life Stories by Tim Lawrence
The end of life…is not!
It is the end of a Chapter in a Grand, Spiritual, Novel !
These chapters called “life”, are enriching, engrossing
narratives of one’s earthly adventures.
In them, are an abundance of supporting characters and
supplementary plot elements, often curiously overlapping
and mysteriously intertwining.
Their length and depth varies from person to person;
from protagonist to protagonist.
Some people who have “died” in chapters ended many years
ago, are still quite “alive” today!
Their SPIRIT; their influence, their charisma, their wisdom,
their character, their enthusiasm, their joy, their ESSENCE....
continues to fill the “life pages” of all they’ve touched.
Their frail and finite physical chapter is ended, but the richness
of their story flourishes, and enhances God’s Novel!
Like timeless passages, indelibly marked in our hearts and
memories, to be re-read and forever treasured….
their lives never truly “end”!
When through God’s Mercy, the earthly narrative of someone
we love, ends….their life does not!
And for that, we are truly blessed!
* Dedicated with gratitude and love to the enduring Spirit of all who transcend fear and inspire faith by truly living God’s gift of life to the fullest!! T.L.
The end of life…is not!
It is the end of a Chapter in a Grand, Spiritual, Novel !
These chapters called “life”, are enriching, engrossing
narratives of one’s earthly adventures.
In them, are an abundance of supporting characters and
supplementary plot elements, often curiously overlapping
and mysteriously intertwining.
Their length and depth varies from person to person;
from protagonist to protagonist.
Some people who have “died” in chapters ended many years
ago, are still quite “alive” today!
Their SPIRIT; their influence, their charisma, their wisdom,
their character, their enthusiasm, their joy, their ESSENCE....
continues to fill the “life pages” of all they’ve touched.
Their frail and finite physical chapter is ended, but the richness
of their story flourishes, and enhances God’s Novel!
Like timeless passages, indelibly marked in our hearts and
memories, to be re-read and forever treasured….
their lives never truly “end”!
When through God’s Mercy, the earthly narrative of someone
we love, ends….their life does not!
And for that, we are truly blessed!
* Dedicated with gratitude and love to the enduring Spirit of all who transcend fear and inspire faith by truly living God’s gift of life to the fullest!! T.L.
