40 Years of Books
I am 39 years old. It’s not forty, but it's close. For a while it was just hazy peaks in some far off land. But I am at the foot…
I am 39 years old. It’s not forty, but it's close. For a while it was just hazy peaks in some far off land. But I am at the foot…
Though I have come to love my smartphone, I have come to realize that it has had a hand in making me less productive. I am more distracted. I am more superficial. Red notification balloons are constantly calling to be seen. The phone has become like the One Ring. I am always reaching for it. I feel phantom vibrations that are actually nothing. It calls to me often. It is the first thing I look at when I awaken, and the last thing I look at when I lay me down to sleep. I don’t want to be ruled by the One Ring. So, the time has come to make a change.
“Husbands. Every Sunday before your week begins, sit down with your wife. Get out your calendars and let her know what the week looks like. Go over the schedule. Get on the same page. And whatever the calendar says, live by it.”