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July 7, 2008: The Story of Misfortune by Max Lucado

I have posted this story several times on my web-site. I always keep this story close in my thoughts.  I found it to be the most true parable that I have ever heard/read.


Misfortune…By Max Lucado

Once there was an old man who lived in a tiny village. Although poor, he was envied by all, for he owned a beautiful white horse. Even the king coveted his treasure. A horse like this had never been seen before—such was its splendor, its majesty, its strength.


People offered fabulous prices for the steed, but the old man always refused. “This horse is not a horse to me,” he would tell them. “It is a person. How could you sell a person? He is a friend, not a possession. How could you sell a friend?” The man was poor and the temptation was great. But he never sold the horse.


One morning he found that the horse was not in the stable. All the village came to see him.


“You old fool,” they scoffed, “we told you that someone would steal your horse. We warned you that you would be robbed. You are so poor. How could you ever hope to protect such a valuable animal? It would have been better to have sold him. You could have gotten whatever price you wanted. No amount would have been too high. Now the horse is gone, and you’ve been cursed with misfortune”


The old man responded, “Don’t speak too quickly. Say only that the horse is not in the stable. That is all we know; the rest is judgment. If I’ve been cursed or not, how can you know? How can you judge?”


The people contested, “Don’t make us out to be fools! We may not be philosophers, but great philosophy is not needed. The simple fact that your horse is gone is a curse.”


The old man spoke again. “All I know is that the stable is empty, and the horse is gone. The rest I don’t know. Whether it be a curse or a blessing, I can’t say. All we can see is a fragment. Who can say what will come next?”


The people of the village laughed. They thought that the man was crazy. They had always thought he was fool; if he wasn’t, he would have sold the horse and lived off the money. But instead, he was a poor woodcutter, an old man still cutting firewood and dragging it out of the forest and selling it. He lived hand to mouth in the misery of poverty. Now he had proven that he was, indeed, a fool.


After fifteen days, the horse returned. He hadn’t been stolen; he had run away into the forest. Not only had he returned, he had brought a dozen wild horses with him. Once again the village people gathered around the woodcutter and spoke. “Old man, you were right and we were wrong. What we thought was a curse was a blessing. Please forgive us.”


The man responded, “Once again, you go too far. Say only that the horse is back. State only that a dozen horses returned with him, but don’t judge. How do you know if this is a blessing or not? You see only a fragment. Unless you know the whole story, how can you judge? You read only one page of a book. Can you judge the whole book? You read only one word of a phrase. Can you understand the entire phrase?


“Life is so vast, yet you judge all of life with one page or one word. All you have is a fragment! Don’t say that this is a blessing. No one knows. I am content with what I know. I am not perturbed by what I don’t.”


 “Maybe the old man is right,” they said to one another. So they said little. But down deep, they knew he was wrong. They knew it was a blessing. Twelve wild horses had returned with one horse. With a little bit of work, the animals could be broken and trained and sold for much money.

 The old man had a son, an only son. The young man began to break the wild horses. After a few days, he fell from one of the horses and broke both legs. Once again the villagers gathered around the old man and cast their judgments.


“You were right,” they said. “You proved you were right. The dozen horses were not a blessing. They were a curse. Your only son has broken his legs, and now in your old age you have no one to help you. Now you are poorer than ever.”


The old man spoke again. “You people are obsessed with judging. Don’t go so far. Say only that my son broke his legs. Who knows if it is a blessing or a curse? No one knows. We only have a fragment.Life comes in fragments.”


It so happened that a few weeks later the country engaged in war against a neighboring country.All the young men of the village were required to join the army. Only the son of the old man was excluded, because he was injured. Once again the people gathered around the old man, crying and screaming because their sons had been taken. There was little chance that they would return. The enemy was strong, and the war would be a losing struggle. They would never see their sons again


“You were right, old man,” they wept. “God knows you were right. This proves it. Yours son’s accident was a blessing. His legs may be broken, but at least he is with you. Our sons are gone forever.”


The old man spoke again. “It is impossible to talk with you. You always draw conclusions. No one knows. Say only this: Your sons had to go to war, and mine did not. No one knows if it is a blessing or a curse. No one is wise enough to know. Only God knows.”


July 7, 2008: Tired…but good!

  It has been a long few weeks.  All good though!  We have been staying busy with the house projects, school, selling properties, trying to move back into Ashcreek, and a thousand other little things!  The moments of peace come when I visit the farm.  I feel so relaxed up there.  Hard to explain but it is a great feeling.

  I went to the class reunion last night.  I have to admit that it was a bit weird seeing all of my old classmates.  This is the first reunion that I have attended.  My first one was missed due to circumstances.  I was glad that I attended this one. 

  I saw a number of my old classmates.  It was so nice to see so many friends from Jefferson School.  There aren’t many schools like Jefferson left.  So I count myself as fortunate to have been able to attend.  It was a small school, we only had about 20 kids in our 8th grade class.  🙂  Smaller is better when it comes to classes in school.  We all grew very close to each other.

  I visited with several of my neighbords, including Jennifer Quint (who lived down the road from me).  She didn’t know I bought the farm back.  She was happy to find the news out.  I am sure her mother will be happy as well…although she has moved back to Metropolis.

  It has been a tiring day today.  Not sure why.  Trying to work on this archive page for a weather project.  I added a couple of hundred files today.  I still have over a 1000 to go.  🙂  If I can do a few every day then perhaps I can get it finished.

  School is moving forward.  I was lazy last week and didn’t do all my homework.  That means double work this week.  🙂  Once I get started though it usually moves fast.  So I will get it done!  Three more major tests in each class.  Then I am finished.  For this semester at least.

  I am leaving next week for Washington D.C.  There is a weather conference going on.  I am looking forward to attending.  Should be fun.  David and Joey are also going.  They will be seeing the sites in Washginton.  I am not sure what we will do afterwards.  Most likely come home…then again we may decide to go somewhere else.  Drive to the ocean perhaps?  Who knows.

  Sometimes I think it is easier to be honest with someone else other than ourselves.  It has been a long road to get from point A to B.  Being addicted to alcohol and drugs since I was twelve years old is something a person should never have to go through.  I can’t remember the number of nights that I battled the desire to drink or use.  It would be in the thousands.  Getting away from all of that wasn’t and isn’t easy.  It has taken many years.   Having been sober for the past few years makes me feel great.  I don’t lie to myself though and think that the battle is somehow magically over.  It never is.  So I am told. 

  For now we celebrate the successes of our lives.  There is much to be thankful for and I was reminded last night that I am doing exactly what everyone thought I would be doing.  Weather.  🙂  Not many people get to do what they want in life, so I count myself among the lucky ones.  Following my passions and dreams.

  Behind all of these achievements are a group of people who helped me through it all.  I am and will always be thankful for the kindness of friends and family – for the patience of the saints and the steadfastness of those who believe in themselves and me.



July 5, 2008: Nice day out…

  The journey is the dream.  Don’t let anyone tell u that the journey is a destination.  It’s not.  The destination is the process along the way…the steps along the journey’s path that you must take in order to fulfill destiny.  All of it is the journey – all of it is the destination.  Today is now…the present journey that leads to the next day and another step along the journeys path.  One day you look back and see that all of those steps make up "a journey".  Sometimes it is easy to focus on the end game, the goal, the destination.  In doing this we miss the path along the way – we miss our life as it passes us by.  Enjoy the journey. 

  Kept busy today trying to reconstruct a web-site.  Rather lengthy process. 

  It is beautiful outside.  I was out on the deck for awhile.  Temperatures are nice…breeze is nice.  Daisy sat outside for a long time.  She likes to watch the birds.

  I worked on the house plans for awhile.  Trying to figure out how big the deck/porch should be – how it should look on the southwest/sunset side of the house.  Also trying to work through the green ideas.  There are a lot!  We are meeting with Don (the architect) on Monday morning.  I need to have everything figured out by then.  I say everything…rather loosely.  🙂

  I am going to my class reunion tonight.  This is the first one I have attended.  Should be fun.  Hopefully.  🙂


Daisy enjoying the holiday weekend.  Lucy eat your heart out!!!

So spoiled.


Snoring away…


July 4, 2008: Happy Birthday America



July 3, 2008: $$$$$$



July 2, 2008: Jungle Golf at Kentucky Lake

  We went to play Jungle Golf yesterday at Kentucky Lake.  We took the kids.  Dairy Queen was first…hamburgers and ice cream!  It was actually nice in the sun…just warm enough!

  I am not sure who won at the golf game.  I did manage to get a hole in one at the gorilla – which means I get a free game!!!!  I can’t say the rest of my score was anything to brag about.  🙂

  Here are some photos from the day…


Tyler – hard at work.  Tiger Woods 2??


The gang


There were creatures all around


Danielle, Ashton, and Mariah



Joey missing the hole in one…


Danielle and Tyler


Hard work on the field…






Tyler with his slurpy


Miss Mariah


Joseph – his shirt matches the giraffe



A fun day at Jungle Golf!!






July 2, 2008: My first solar light…

  I am really excited about the prospects for solar energy.  Wind energy as well – today, though, we are working with solar.  I bought my first solar light.  It is an outdoor landscape light made up of 12 LED lights (inside one bulb).  I left it in the front yard today – west side of the house.  It had sunshine for the afternoon hours but was shaded in the morning.  So here are the results!  You will have to turn your volume up…sorry about that.  🙂  The video is dark until we light up the bulb!



This is what the product looks like.

July 1, 2008: Poof – welcome to July!