Follow-through is essential . . . in more than tennis.
By Stephanie Bennett
One of the joys I have in life is the ability to play tennis. It's such a fun and enduring sport. One doesn't need to be a superstar to play this game, and it's a great way to stretch the old bod, keep the balance and agility well oiled, and have a bundle of laughs with some friends. Even at this . . . ripening age of mine I am BLEST to be able to run around the court several mornings a week before work and act like a kid. The endorphins kick in, and I remember that I am more than a machine pumping out productivity each day behind a lectern or computer screen. Once in a while I even find the Lord using the time on the court to teach me a spiritual lesson or two. This happened last week while playing with a new friend I'll call Kelly.
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A quiet heart is hard to maintain these days, particularly if you're among the many who live in the cities and suburbs. When you visit my blog, why not take a little time to breathe deeply and linger over some non-essentials. Let's talk poetry, prose, music, and LIFE! If ever there was a time to embrace the simplicity of each moment, to notice the organic intricacies of everyday life, and to experience the joy of shared beauty, it is now. Artificial intelligence clicks at our heels, the world is redefining what it means to be human, and at every turn terror seems to be breathing down our backs. Life is too precious to abdicate our humanness to the technological bluff. So, please, contribute a word of cheer or a favorite quote, poem or musical review. I'm listening....