Thursday, January 18, 2018

Health, Appropriateness and the Divine Yes

"A healthy person is able to respond appropriately in every situation"- Bill Gross

"The disciplined person is the person who can do what needs to be done when it needs to be done. The mark of a championship basketball team is a team that can score points when they are needed. Most of us can get the ball into the hoop eventually, but we can’t do it when it is needed. Likewise, a person who is under the Discipline of silence is a person who can say what needs to be said when it needs to be said. “A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in a setting of silver” (Prov. 25:11). If we are silent when we should speak, we are not living in the Discipline of silence. If we speak when we should be silent, we again miss the mark."- Foster, Celebration of Discipline

Foster also had another quote, which I can't find right now, that said something to the effect of this: There is a place in a life centered by God where a God-led yes and no come correctly out at the right time.

I do not believe either of these is avoidance or making everyone comfortable. Often the most appropriate word is hurtful to some. Many times is conveys strong emotions and brings conflict. But the spirit I think I hear here comes from Love for God and others and is led by God's Spirit.

Well, if you know me, you know that those statements are only a goal in my life. It's not as bad as it was when I could be sure to get at least one person upset unintentionally each day. I have spoken out of excitement (see my puppy post here:, out of anxiety, fear, competition, a desire for laughter and even love in inappropriate ways.

But I am not alone, not even among good Godly people. There are many I admire, many I care for, who have similar problems, albeit not all at my level(!) Being Godly and following the Lord does not immediately cure your tongue (see James 1). It takes commitment to God, and discipline, for that to happen.

I can think of very few who seem to me (at least from my experience) good role models for this: a former pastor's wife, my pastor and a couple of others. But I agree with Bill and Dr. Foster that health, and holiness, show themselves in part in this way.

So while I am seriously working on lowering my weight this year (another long-term failure!), I am also seriously working to be appropriate. Please encourage where you see growth, and privately comment where I need more work. May the words of our mouths and the meditation of our minds be pleasing in the sight of our Lord and Redeemer.

Monday, January 15, 2018

Murphy-Puppy Time- About Joe

Over the years I have had many friends, some good friends, a few very good friends. Many of those (in each category, to be honest) have also been, um, how shall I say it, laughing friends. They would say they were laughing with me, but unless it was out of embarrassment, I wasn't laughing with them.

One on occasion, my very good friend Doug compared me to a puppy dog. Although embarrassed at the time, I believe I will own that, and even look to it as a model.
We have a new puppy dog, Murphy, who is much more like me than our old dog, Cubby.

Murphy is outgoing- he loves, as my daughter Sarah says, "All Humans!" He only meets friends. Every person is an object of love, excitement, and joy.
I think that's me for the most part. Unless you prove yourself to be my enemy, and often even then, I am going to love you. It's not me, it's God in me. And it's my family, and it's my church. I believe very strongly that each person is created in God's image, and is loved sacrificially by God. The least I can do, if a Christian so loved by God, is to love others in that way.

Murphy is also territorial. The only person he regularly growls at is my daughter Sarah, who he loves dearly. But they are still working out who is in charge of their relationship. He accepts Teresa and me as above him, but I think he's still teaching Sarah to listen to him!
He has no personal boundaries because he wants to be real close to his people. Sometimes, I too, need to work on boundaries, and on how much to go into others' lives and to let others in. I have been hurt because of that over the years. But I would still prefer pushing those boundaries to not being as close to others.
He defends himself, his home and family against all other animals, including his next-door neighbor dog (who is about twice his size!) In the same way, at times I am territorial, loyal and competitive.
I don't know how life is for the other 120+ NCAA Division 1 football teams or the other Nazarene Colleges, but am very thankful I grew up knowing and cheering for Alabama and am part of Trevecca. Being the best is fun.
I have been called out by friends for calling the NC Teens (who I worked with for a long time) the best anywhere. One wise leader said that says something less about everyone else. They have great teens and great leaders, too. I know that, but in my experience, I haven't seen a group that has loved, served and behaved better over the last 20+ years than NC NYI.
We won't even begin to talk about how great I think what God does at Eastside is. I feel we have a different perspective than other churches, even other Nazarene churches, and I believe in what we do. Perhaps I defend my territory, team, and folks a little much, but that is part of me.

Murphy is also easily excited and very distracted. He doesn't mean to lose his target, or not behave- but he is SO EXCITED about what's going on! Those who have worked with me in the past 25 years of ministry have often said the same thing. We've called it "Shiny Object Syndrome" or "Ooh, a Squirrel!" But I am passionate about what's going on, grateful for the moment, and challenged by dreams and possibilities in lives, situations and just living. The cup is never only half full, and the possibilities are always much more than current realities. Perhaps that encourages a long-term pastorate in a smaller church, but I am SO THRILLED by what God is and will do! I love my children and wife deeply, my friends greatly and my life is a constant thank you to the Lord.

Murphy is loyal. He knows and loves his family. Everyone else is great, but those he is close to are greater. Those who are my first- wife, kids, family and friends, are the most important. And if I'm your friend, even if at times you're not my friend, I am on your side, have your back, and care about you. Some people ask why I have almost 3000 Facebook friends without any income from it. It's because I care for each of them at some point. And while I have accepted about 100 that I have not met personally, most of them are people I really do know elsewhere. I love my peeps.

So, friends, I may be the excited puppy in your life and my ministry. I will continue to work on correcting some excesses But how bad would a world without excited puppies be?

Saturday, December 23, 2017

My Dad

One of my wonderful cousins (not sure if they think I'm wonderful, just know that all my memories of them are!) asked me to tell them a little about my memories of my dad. So, weird writing being what I do at Christmas at odd times, that is what I'm doing.
Joseph Elwood Bell, Sr. was born in a small town in Arkansas and then moved with his family to Pratt City, AL (just outside Birmingham until it was taken into the expanding city, then blown apart by the great tornado a few years ago). His father worked for Tennessee Coal and Iron, which would later be taken over by U.S. Steel. His mother raised the two boys and one girl, and had another pair of twin girls a few years before Dad's daughters were born. They lived next to the track, but definitely on the wrong side of Pratt City's society. Granddaddy was a poor working man and had some of the societal and personal problems poor working people had. "Elwood" was the oldest child, and dealt with that a lot more than his younger siblings, I'm sure. There were one or two stories we won't share that were really bad about those times, but that's part of a family, too, right?
My grandmother got the family into a church that didn't believe in drinking and did believe in being excited about God. Their family has been changed for 5 generations by her choice of Birmingham First Church of the Nazarene.
Dad was an outgoing man. The only enemies he had were people who had proved themselves to be enemies to him. He didn't agree with what a lot of people did but still loved them. But he remembered things for a long time, too.
As a student, he had trouble. Looking back as an adult, it was probably a lot of things- ADD, boys being boys in our education system, being from a poor family, and speaking too honestly at times. He told me of one time when the teacher was upset with him and sent him to the office. The person there used a ruler on his hands for over a half hour, beating one hand until it almost bled, then letting it rest while working on the other. My father continuing to learn, then supporting and working with the teachers with his children at all is a testimony of God's grace after that.
Our family read. Jean and Ann would have to tell you what they know about that, but when I was here, we all read all the time. Dad read a lot more quantity- lots of war, westerns, politics and occasionally other things. Mom would get a book and almost fall in love with it reading it- Dad just whizzed through them. I remember the first adult book I read (besides the Bible), which I still own- Churchill's History of World War 2. I had children's books, but everyone else read from the big room (at the public library downtown, where my memory is that we went most Sunday afternoons), so I wanted to as well. (again, if you haven't been there, go online and look for the mural in the downtown library live, or online at
He worked for ACIPCO (American Cast Iron Pipe Company for the uninitiated. Look it up- great story, great company, even today!) for 43 years. He started in production- pouring iron, I believe..
This was one of the great traumas of our family's life. He was getting on one of the intra-plant trains (ACIPCO was, of not still is, the largest pipe plant in one location in the world!). Those trains went about 5 miles an hour from one part of the plant to another. But as Dad got on, he slipped, and his leg went under the wheels. Jean was 2 /12, and Mom was pregnant with Ann. They thought they were going to lose him. His leg was cut off below the knee, and he had one leg the rest of his life. Perhaps another day I will talk about how that changed my life which began almost 15 years later. But he and mom both talked about how, in the days before a lot of employee protection, ACIPCO took care of him all that time, and gave him jobs he could do his whole career.
But by the time I was in school, he had become an electrician and worked in the powerhouse. I think he just had to keep the power running for at least half his job. He worked repairing electrical grinders during the week, but on the weekends when he worked, he would take his 10" black and white TV and a stack of books to work, and best I could figure, read all the books and watch about 6 hours of TV in 2 days. What a life!
ACIPCO was a big part of our life. Our doctors and dentists, banking, and before me grocery shopping all happened there. It was truly a mill town, but a NICE mill town. Now living in a county which had over 30 textile mills, I can categorically say that conditions were better at ACIPCO than any of these. There's an article online about John Joseph Eagan and ACIPCO and Wayne Pipe Company. Dad was rightly proud of his job and company.
He was informed. He always read the paper from front to back, and one of the nightly news shows each day. And Alabama football, and where the Alabama players played in the NFL. How else would some destined to love the Chiefs start off cheering for Snake and the Raiders? He had opinions about everything, and I had most of those until I was at least 25.
Pride is a good word. Dad was proud he had been a Marine. He enlisted and went into the Marines when war came. He was already dating Mom- I don't know what the deal was, but they were joined either before or during the war in a way that never left them. I'll talk about Mom another time, too. But he joined the Raiders while they were still on Guadalcanal, and I have a certificate where he helped take a Japanese battleship when they took over the Japanese navy at Tokyo Bay. Mom and Dad both believed until they died that he would have died in the invasion had the A-Bombs not been dropped, along with hundreds of thousands of Americans and possibly millions of Japanese.
Dad was not proud of the troubles he had growing up but was proud to be from Pratt City, Birmingham, and Alabama. He was proud of the football team (who wouldn't be?), of his church (most of the time) and of his children (Always). He always thought he married above himself, and the love he gave my Mom was the wind in her sails. He loved his sisters, and always took up for them with others, although he didn't always understand some things that happened. He was very proud of his younger brother Raymond, especially after he got back in church!
He was funny. He was silly. He was outspoken. He was truthful rather than diplomatic. He loved strongly and probably talked too much a lot. On occasion, he was a big gossip. He probably spent hundreds of dollars a month calling folks in the evening. He would call his brother and sisters (of course!), his daughters and their families, his old Marine buddies, relatives from here to California, church friends, work friends... I never remember him being absent from us, but I remember hearing about someone else's life, joys, and troubles almost every night. If he thought you needed to be told something, he would do it, and if he believed in you, someone had to prove him wrong.
He could be loud and get mad. Teresa and I tell our kids that I am much better at those things, but I get them honestly. But eventually the love and good would outweigh the mad. He spoiled all three of us and all his grandchildren.
He was born in the south in 1923 and grew up in Birmingham, Alabama. He had prejudice, but in reality, he was more against people not doing what they could than a person's color. I remember when one of the family had an interracial relationship that everyone was afraid of Dad's reaction. He reacted with love for the friend and pride in his family, as he always did, surprising some a great deal.
The honesty comes in here as well. I have honestly told the story for years. Growing up, I was privileged to go to Episcopal Church of the Advent in downtown Birmingham from 4 through 4th grade (we can get into that later, too). But as we drove past everywhere, he was the tour guide (which I inherited, I'm told!). However, he didn't just tell the good stories. He took me past the 16th street Baptist Church and the nearby park where demonstrators were fired upon. He took me to the bus station where "that man" turned dogs on the riders. He took me by Legion Field (where Alabama still played its big games at the time) and by the next-door now torn-down National Guard armory, where water cannons were used on demonstrators. He told me the bad stories, as well as the good.
Football was a big thing. I think that was how many good people in Alabama found some pride int he midst of really bad times. Changing your whole society, even if it is right, is never easy. Alabama went through tremendous struggles in the early 60s- but I have since learned that other places did it a lot later, just not as openly. Having a winning football team gave the state (well, except the Auburn people! :) )something to cheer for, even in dark days.
For a while in my life, my grandmother lived in the projects right across from the stadium, which gave us free parking! Dad would work as an usher some games, which got us in, and at other games, he would find a way to "buy" a ticket which we never brought home. But I saw LOTS of football! I sat next to drunken college students in blowouts and went to the Tennessee games as well. My cousin Murphy Young (my aunt Vertrees, his mom, was a Murphy) was a well-heeled alum, at least to us, and did get us in some things from time to time (even a party at that afore-mentioned armory). I said hi to Coach Bryant and he nodded once (huge for me, still!).
Mom usually took me to school, and dad usually picked me up (well, until I went into 5th grade, when a bus did both from the nearby public schools- interestingly enough, we had to hire a bus company to take me through 6th grade-the limit for a public bus was 3 miles or more- I lived too close!). We spent hours talking about all sorts of things, and I still treasure those conversations.
He also bought cars. The best I can figure, he would buy 1 new car every two years. He always thought he made a great deal, and the car dealers were always glad to see him. But as far as I can figure, he made car payments every year until I was about 24. He bought me an Olds Omega when I was 17, then my last car was a Cavalier when I was 21. He got into a lease with one of those and was mad about that until it finished.
He was proud of me and loved me. I always knew that, even when I messed up. He didn't even know about all the ways I messed up, but every time as a child and an adult that I told him about something (because I remember almost everything wrong that I ever did!), he would talk to me, often tell me he did know at least some of it, and we would go through and get over it. Him being proud of me was probably one of the biggest things in my life. Him loving me was one of the most constant.
He loved the two girls in my life, Angela Graham Morrow, and Teresa Smith Bell. He loved Teresa from the start. She tells about being asked which team she was for (didn't make the mistake my aunt Wanda Moody did on that!), but that wasn't a thing. She knew he loved her. In fact, both sets of parents (hers and mine) told her if we got into a fight that she could come to their house. (?) They would get in silly arguments and play fight, but she was his daughter.
He was proud of my life and ministry and very proud of his only Bell grandson, Stephen. His last trip up to NC was for Stephen's baptism in 1997.
He died of a massive heart attack in 1998. I still miss him every day. And if there are any good things in my life, I'm sure that they are because of he, my mom and family Teresa, my friends and the Lord. I am proud to be Junior to him.

Thursday, February 18, 2016

A Letter to my friend who lost someone

I am hurting with you today.
I am not the one to tell you how to get through your relationship because I wasn't asked and try not to butt in. Know that you will always have my love, prayers and support.
But if you're truly breaking up, I also have a prescription for you. If you really want the best life you can have, you have to make radical steps to get through this, allow God to heal you, and grow:
1- Let God forgive you. Allow God's grace to get in all the places where your life wasn't what it should be, where anger, bitterness and hurt changed how you were. Allow God to tell you how valuable you are, how special you are, who you are.
2- Put your time and energy into prayer, reading and learning scripture, and getting to know what God wants of you. Romans 12:1-2
2a- Check every decision- about what to say, how to react to an ex, a friend or anyone else, or what to do- through the question- "How would Jesus want me to do this?". It will make decisions and choices much slower for a while, but that will speed up as you know God and God's word more.
3. Lose the habits that hurt. Substances you take in, ways of talking to or about people, unhealthy eating and living- all these make your life worse not better, and teach you to lean on people or things, not on God. If you really want a happy wonderful life, you have to detox from the bad things (and conversations) that might be in your life now.
3a. That probably means throwing things out, and probably means there are people you shouldn't be talking to.
3b. It also means leaving behind blame. You need to simply stop blaming- out loud or in your thoughts- anyone else for what is happening, has happened or will happen. Change your way of thinking- people aren't good or bad, they make good or bad choices. People don't make you mad, happy, sad, right or wrong- you choose that. Don't choose to allow blame to be part of your life. Take responsibility for what you do, and look at everything outside of what you do as simply part of life. That doesn't mean you let others do things that hurt you without stopping them, but it means you don't blame or accuse- it just brings you down.
Many times, a lot of the anger between people comes from your reactions to each other. Choose not to curse someone out, not to gossip and not to be petty or bitter- for your good, and theirs.
4. Don't get involved with another person romantically for at least 6 months, preferably 1 year. You are leaving a long-term relationship- don't rebound into something else. Spend your time improving you, getting to know God and learning what a woman of God looks, sounds and acts like.
4a- Don't even begin talking to someone you might be interested in unless you know they love God MUCH more than they love you. If you follow #2 above, find someone else who is more attached to God than anything else. Then try to help them follow God more, not get them to fall in love with you. Then- if you are both doing your best to follow God- God will take care of making the relationship what it needs to be in Christ.
4b- Don't live with someone before you are married. I promise, God doesn't want you living with someone before you have a lifelong commitment to them. Don't let finances, frustration or loneliness get you into another intimate relationship without permanence at any point after 2017.
- Before 2017, see #3 above!
5. Get in church- here or somewhere- where you can sit, listen, learn and be loved. Don't go in to be something or do something- you need time to heal. Go in to allow others to speak words into your life, to love you and help you grow. Go in to learn the word, to take notes and live them out, to pray with people and have people pray for you. Go in to be quiet and learn.
6. Find 2-3 "3 a.m." truly Bible-based Christian believer friends (People who will do anything they can to help you, even if you call at 3 a.m.!) Don't count on people as your support system friends (call anytime, share details of life) who don't absolutely live out the fullness of the Christian life. People like Jesus- you know at least a few of them.
6a. Don't surround yourself with people who say anything's all right if you feel good, or that God works in everything, or that God has a plan for everything. That's not scriptural. God has plans for you- as you put God first. If you are on the fence, obeying when you want and doing what you want, not seeking God's will, there is no promise in the bible for you except God's mercy and love. God gives you free will, and only is able to do amazing things in your life when you follow Christ. If your "friends" say everything will work out, without regard for what you do or how you follow Christ, love them, but find new best friends. 6b. God's Spirit and scripture will show you people you should listen to, and that you should not listen to. Scripture also shows you that obedience is part of God's blessings:
Matthew 6:33 "Seek first his kingdom and righteousness and all things will be given to you."
Romans 8:28-which properly translated says "God works in all things for the good of those who love him, who are called according to his purpose." "Things" don't work together- God works in all things.
- in both of these, see that obedience to God precedes God's work and blessings for us.
7. Know that i love you, have been praying for you,and will continue to pray for you. Follow this prescription and God will do things you can't imagine in you. Whether or not you do, I will help however I can- but this is where God wants you to work.
Matthew 6:33- I love you!- Pastor Joe

Tuesday, January 26, 2016


Pastors, here's a nugget for you from another discussion. Please pray, search your hearts, be honest, then add your comments.
One of my teacher/mentors told me that if you had a proper passage and were preaching a message (as opposed to giving an exegetical report or teaching a lecture), after 15 minutes you were repeating yourself. I've found that to be true.

When I go over that time (or actually about 20 minutes), I'm usually doing one of 3 preacher no-nos:

1. Trying to get my points across again because I didn't do well enough the first time. People don't need to pay because you didn't do well enough the first go-round. Prepare your sermon so that you are saying what you need to say in the best way possible. One definition of poetry is "the best way something may be said." Make your sermons poetic- struggle to make every phrase, every word, exactly what it should be. Then you don't need mulligans or do-overs.

2. Trying to include another sermon that I want the people to hear. If you are listening to God for what you are going to say, then trust God to give you the right message.
Now part of this may be indecision caused by a lack of Bible study and prayer about your messages. If you aren't sure that what you're saying is god's message for the week, the answer isn't to squeeze parts of 2 other messages in, but to seek God's face until you have God's message.
Also- if the Lord really is the Lord, your 20 minutes isn't the only message from God they hear this week. Trust the Spirit to work in you and others- God will speak to God's people- you're not the only voice they hear from God.

3. Adding unneeded fluff to the message God gave me. Again, poetry- make every thought, every illustration, every phrase, even every break (laughter, movement or change of topic)- serve the message God gave you for these people in this place and time.

The average adult in America today has a 26 minute span of conversation, broken into 5 minute segments. I'm not blaming TV, but there is a coincidence. Every time you go over 5 minutes, they need a break. If you don't give one, they'll take it anyway. And if you go over that time, you won't have the audience all with you for the whole thing.
If you really think more than 10% of your people are listening to the whole 40 minute message, do the math and think about your adult members so that you know I'm right, There may be 4 note-takers, but there are 5 guys who have been thinking about playoff scenarios for half of the message, 2 women who think dinner is burning (or today, that they need to make a call-ahead), and 3 young adults who need God's help with their thoughts about certain brothers or sisters in the church. Right?

Simply put- Your message should be able to be summarized in one sentence (remember the old thesis sentence in school? It still works!); have less than 5 points, and bring home one great truth of life in and with Christ in 20 minutes or less. Anything else is diluting the power of what you say, hurting the reputation of the preacher, and hindering people's learning in the Kingdom.

Monday, March 23, 2015

Why is Everything So Complicated?

Complicated by Avril Lavigne

Why can't everything just be black and white? Why is there so much grey in this world of ours?- CB

Good question
Sometimes life comes at us, hits us and we still don't know what happened. Sometimes we can't understand people, the universe, God or even ourselves. We do our best, but it doesn't seem to make sense- or be the best set of choices for anyone involved. 

So how do we deal with that?  What does that say about our faith, and what does our faith have to say to that?

Sometimes life just hits us, and we don't see the black and white, the right and wrong- we just experience being run over by the truck. Part of that is how fast things are going, and growing, and learning, and sharing and happening. Our great-grandparents would have checked out after 2 of our months- but we keep on going- school fast, work fast, travel fast, vacation fast, rest short, start again. There aren't porches on our houses because we no longer sit on them and watch the grass grow. It has changed. There is no gray in life because life is moving too fast to have shades and colors...

Sometimes, though, we say we want black and white, but only on our terms. My white absolutely doesn't include smoking, but it does include speeding. Your black may include a mix of social faux pas and murder. When each person decides what's okay and what's not, there is no clear black and white. Even people of the same faith have different whites and blacks, and different levels of sin and righteous acts.

The things that came to me today about this, though, is the gray we create out of black and white. I'm not going to argue the details of our varying "rights" or "whites" and "wrongs" or "blacks" with you. 

But I will use an example from my life to explain how we "gray" our lives.
I feel compelled at this point in life to stop speeding. Even there, I will admit to some gray- most people speed. Even here, I am classifying the speeding I feel convicted about to those times when for fun or schedule I go more than 5 miles over the posted speed limit.

I speed. I enjoy speeding- I like, as Top Gun describes it, going "Mach 2 with my hair on fire." I enjoy going around people, beating people to a location, just going fast with the music up. 

But here's how the world becomes more gray. There are sometimes consequences for our actions, even justified. I would say I don't speed with other people's kids in the car, or when it's dangerous, or without being polite to all the other drivers. I would say it's just me, and even the danger is only on me. But I'm wrong. Even "private" things affect your attitudes, perceptions, how you see others and their words, lives and actions, and how you feel about yourself, God and others. 
For example:
- Friends have seen me speeding by and commented on it. It becomes gray when I have to explain, defend or rationalize something I chose to do knowing it wasn't "white." 
- I have friends who are policemen and deputies. If one of them were to stop me for speeding, what would I say? 
- I have a fear response when I see police cars- whether or not I am speeding, because at times I do speed. 
- I am tempted (although I usually don't give in) to pray for God's protection on my law-breaking. And when you start saying those prayers, you make promises and pray in ways that don't build your relationship with God in healthy ways.
- Because of this, I have an emotional trauma- guilt- when I speed. When experiencing guilt, I am also more likely to judge and/or make comments about other peoples' failings- guilt response. 

So- for say 15 minutes in a 3 hour drive, I do all of this, and put up with all of this? In the end, it's not worth it. But I have taken a simple, easy-to-follow rule, and added gray, if not black, to my life. 

That's my stuff. I don't know what attitude, habit, way of dealing with people, stress, conflict or relationships you allow to "gray up" your life. But I think we can avoid some of that by simply doing what we know to do, and avoiding what we know not to do, no matter what we "think" or "feel" about listening to the wisdom of our God, society, church, family and friends. Makes the world more black and white, don't you think?

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Do you Make A Difference?

What do you spend your life on?
I spent the equivalent of a day working at Gaston Memorial Hospital this past weekend. I usually average about 20 hours a week serving as a chaplain.
I preach and teach each Sunday at church, and try to serve as pastor to our small congregation.
I spend 3/5 hours 3 days a week helping children & teens with their schoolwork.
I spend time each day reading the Bible and trying to talk with God about my life, faith, family, friends, church and co-workers, patients, families and the world.
I try to keep up with my wife and help her disciple and raise my two favorite children.
I spend about 30 minutes a day reading and writing to try and help others.
I read either a paper-pages book or a book on my Kindle app on my Blackberry each day.
Those are the things I spend my life on.
Sometimes I also spend time watching sports & other TV and looking at things on the computer-too much, at times, but I've cut back.
Others may be more famous- others certainly make more money. But at the end of every day, I can honestly say I loved God and did things to help others. I am thankful and proud of that.
What do you spend your life on?