Wanderings

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Death of Blogging Software?

The question mark is there because there are no responses to either of the developers of my blog, the web site returns a blank page (with no HTML code), and the forum for users has simply gone away.

While I know it has been a very long time since I updated anything, I had hoped to keep this going almost forever. Now, it looks like I will have to change software. But in the process, need to find a way to migrate all my old posts to whatever I choose. Right now, it looks like I will be moving to WordPress, but need time for testing.

So now the question is, "Do I install new blogging software or replace the server?" Replacing the server was on my list BEFORE I got Windows 7. Now that I build a new computer that is super fast, that leaves me with a motherboard that would make one heck of a server. After all, OS/2 does not have the speed and memory requirements of Windows, and yet can outperform Windows.

We shall see…And, I'll keep you posted

Gone!

Sounds like something else should be there, but then that says it all.

Opened the paper yesterday, and while flipping past the obituary page, a picture popped out at me. The face was unmistakable. A man many of us knew, was gone.

Bill was a manager for the Pinole Radio Shack store. Over the years (can't remember how many) we had talked about his open heart surgery and his foibles with Radio Shack. At one time, they had him managing three stores, simply because he was the best.

What first got my attention about Bill was the smile, always on his face. Then, there was the almost instant knowledge about where something was in the store.[more] You describe it or show him a picture, and he would say something like "over on the second aisle, about halfway down and about your belly button height…"

He chided those young guys and gals who worked in the store about learning what was there and where it was. Many times, I went to Radio Shack and spent more time talking to Bill about life and his health than I did buying whatever it was that had taken me to the store.

After Pastor Dave's "30 Days" series, it draws me up a little short. Not that he died, but Bill's age – only 58. Whenever someone younger than me dies, I start to appreciate the fact that I got another day. But the real question is "what have I done with that day?" Have I touched any lives to the point where it makes any difference, or am I just wasting precious minutes on nothing? Have I given, rather than taken?

Life has more meaning than "fun". We were put here for a purpose – more like a whole bunch of purposes. Major one is that we make a difference by living our lives so that others can see the "Light" in us and want to have some of it for themselves. Our lives should be building up others – making their lives better, rather than tearing down. Bringing joy – not sadness.

Every day is a gift. A gift that is an opportunity to share the one who came in love and gave His life to rescue us all. A gift to share what God has given me, through whatever way He gives me to share it. I'm thankful for today – every minute of it. Sure hope I live it that way!

Booker T

The cleanup has found many things that have just been laying around (some for years) waiting to have something done with or to them. One of the items was a clip full of calendar pages with quotations from Booker T. Washington and his "Sunday Evening Tuskegee Talks".

I won't bore you with a history of Booker, just a quick summary. Freed from slavery, he went on to become the founder of Tuskegee Institute in Tuskegee, Alabama. Surprisingly, he literally built this college fast with a totally different approach.

The top quote in the stack sort of stands out. "We very often hear it said that the one who has succeeded has been fortunate. It is not so. The fortunate persons, in nine cases out of ten, are those who have had sense enough to lay their plans and bend all their energies toward accomplishing what they have laid out."

Kind of makes me pull back and take stock. What are my plans, and to what are my energies devoted?

Check him out – just search the web for Booker T. Washington.