Yesterday I had surgery and two malignant skin cancers were removed. After having my face sliced and diced like a pumpkin at the dermatologist’s office, I immediately had to drive across town and a plastic surgeon did his thing with hundreds of tiny stitches. I now have them running the entire length of my nose and a matching one on the right side of my face, and I have a black eye.
Aside from looking like Frankenstein and a little residual pain this morning, I’m doing well.
I texted a photo to my friend T.K. and he wrote back and told me that he would loan me his camo turkey hunting face mask and suggested that I stay out of public for a while.
I responded with a text suggesting that he needed to just keep it and wear it himself and do us all a favor because he was ugly “au naturale”. Then my friend Jack Murphy called and after hearing of my cancer surgery tried to sell me some device that makes water more alkaline, stating it would prevent further tumors. Yeah right! I told him to find another sucker from whom to make a fast buck.
So there isn’t much sympathy out there and someone is always trying to cash in.
Bah! Who needs it anyhow?
Due to the surgery I was too uncomfortable to sleep last night, so I just kept working. When I looked at my watch I realized that I’d been up and at ‘em for 27 straight hours. (Yikes! No wonder I was having trouble focusing.)
After I sold my last company my wife wanted me to retire. To get her off my back I told her okay, but then wrote my book Miracle on Luckie Street. When finished I along with my son Jon developed Honey Lake Plantation Resort and Spa. I’m still CEO of Honey Lake. Then I got a call from God and came up with the idea that He wanted me to found Honey Lake Church and Worldwide Ministry which now pretty much consumes all of my time. I’m also writing two more books, one is a Bible based fictional account of what occurs leading up to the End times, and the other is a step by step guide as to how I study the Bible, pray, and witness to others, (I attribute any successes I have in life to these three important subjects and I attribute my failures in life to not heeding what I’ve learned).
So if all of that isn’t enough I have a meeting Tuesday of next week with a Hollywood screenwriter and producer so they can get started on writing the screenplay for my book which is going to be made into a movie.
Retirement????
The Bible doesn’t mention retirement aside from suggesting that when a member of the Levites (whose responsibilities were to take care of the temple) got old, they would no longer be required to carry heavy urns of ceremonial water, but were told to teach instead.
So I find myself still putting in long arduous days at the ripe old age of 67. I just learned of a friend who unexpectedly lost her dad at 66 due to a heart problem. He seemed in perfect health and one day felt nauseous and went to the doc and died later that day.
Life is short and all of our plans can change at a moment’s notice. I’m frequently counseled that I should take better care of my health and not work so hard, but aside from cancer I seem to be doing okay. (“I used to nag my dad that he needed to exercise, and he responded, “I get my exercise being a pallbearer for joggers”). I guess his system worked because he lived to 92.
I say go for the gusto. I want to go out like a fiery meteor blazing towards glory. So this Words for the Day isn’t much about anything; it reminds me of a spiritual Seinfeld episode; it’s about nothing, save work hard and rest on Sunday.
Genesis 2:2
Thus the heavens and the earth were completed, and all their hosts. By the seventh day God completed His work which He had done, and He rested on the seventh day from all His work which He had done. Then God blessed the seventh day and sanctified it, because in it He rested from all His work . . .
February 20, 2014 – Click here to listen