NOW, HOW'D HE KNOW THAT?

Whether one has flown or not, that's where our focus must be. Skywards. Heavenward. For this earth is not our home.

It's so easy to lose focus. I mean we live here. We know now. Even with the faith we have, it's easy to delay, to concentrate on what is the near future. Someone once said, "Faith is like frosting on the windowpane". I'm still trying to understand that.

I like potato chips. Always have. One of my long time friends says she never saw me pass up a potato chip. That's instant gratification. If I could only think, "It will make me look so much better if I'm thinner, if I don't starting eating chips, because when Lays started the jingle, 'bet you can't eat just one', they had me in mind".

So while I can not keep my focus to the future, and I'm talking about my daily trip to the scales, then I can certainly empathize with those who lose focus.

I wish I was more of a hiker. You know, great exercise and all. But for me the exhilaration of the climb is worth it all when one gets to the top to see the sights beyond. Oh, who am I kidding? I'd probably just pack a lunch, including some snack pack 150 calorie bag of potato chips and never get to the summit.

But that's where our focus must be--skyward as Leonardo said. I like this code better than his other one. (I know: it wasn't his idea.)

So I think I'll ponder that thought today. Either that or the frosting on the window pane thing. I'll be back in a minute. I feel a hunger pang coming on. A diet coke and some chips would taste good about now.