Love may precede respect but it cannot survive the loss of it.
Joe L. WheelerTags: disillusionment love loss grief
There is something deep within us that sobs at endings. Why, God, does everything have to end? Why does all nature grow old? Why do spring and summer have to go?
Joe L. WheelerTags: nature god summer endings-and-beginnings
Time remorselessly rambles down the corridors and streets of our lives. but it is not until autumn that most of us become aware that our tickets are stamped with a terminal destination.
Joe L. WheelerTags: life learning time life-lessons autumn
As we hypnotically watch the steadily diminishing reserve of sand in life's hourglass, the instincts of a miser surface. Life is now savored, sipped as with a fine 19th Century French wine.
Joe L. WheelerTags: life wine hourglass precious-life
There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.
Joe L. WheelerTags: life nostalgia seasons autumn changing-seasons
Man’s glory lies not, Lincoln thought, in ‘his goodness,’ for this is often nonexistent. He derives glory, instead, from his being made in the image of the Living God.
Joe L. WheelerTags: god faith goodness abraham-lincoln
When Lincoln was asked if God was on the Union’s side, Lincoln’s unvarying response was that what was really important was whether they were on God’s side.
Joe L. WheelerTags: history god faith abraham-lincoln
Lincoln grew immeasurably as he came to think of himself as an “instrument of God’s will.
Joe L. WheelerTags: god courage faith abraham-lincoln
With age, gone are the forevers of youth. Gone is the willingness to procrastinate, delay, to play the waiting game. Now each day is a treasure beyond compare . . . because there are so few such diadems left.
Joe L. WheelerTags: life procrastination youth treasure aging enjoying-life
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