Time Well Spent

club de rencontre sur paris This may come as a shock to you but I love my time in the shop. I love working to the tune of box fans and the Skyrim soundtrack. I love seeing the sweat drip off my nose onto a hot piece of steel and hearing the salty water boil and pop. I can very easily lose track of time. My eyes seem to roll back in my head and I lose all sense of the outside world. It is most definitely where I go to clear my head, to be alone with my thoughts.

Play time with Roman a.k.a. Romanovonowski

ligar para o celular gratis About two days ago I had a few orders to fill. Time was pressing pretty heavy on me and I told Katie, “Listen, babe, I have to get these orders done tonight!”. She is such an awesome wife, she looked at me and said “Ok! No problem!” It meant that I was going to be working hard but it meant that she was going to have to work even harder handling the boys by herself! (Which she does every day because she’s a rockstar!) Excited about the prospect of 3 or 4 hours of uninterrupted shop time, I hurried outside. I put my headphones in, got settled on my stool, put some buffing compound on the buffing wheel to begin polishing some rings that I had forged the day before. I hadn’t finished the first ring before I got a tap on the leg.

http://itwixie.com/?rimotyr=site-rencontre-dans-le-train&4aa=5c There stood my oldest son Copeland with a small rubber football. “Hey daddy. Umm, do you want to play football with me?” The question hit me like ice water in the middle of a hot shower. It’s not that I didn’t want to play with him, it’s just that, well, I was all set. I had the music, the fans, the tools, the time. I hadn’t even had time to break a sweat yet! It was all there right in front of me! And with one tiny question, this little human put it all in perspective for me.

Here, Copey is helping me melt down some beeswax that I gathered from an old house.

http://www.newmen.eu/mysoroj/viosa/4332 As much as I love working in my shop, the heat of the fire, the burning of clothes and fingers, the feel of the metal under the hammer, I must always remember that my life is not about me. It’s not about what I want. It’s not about how many tools I can buy or what new projects I can take on. My life does not belong to me it belongs to Christ. When I decided to follow Jesus, I decided to give up my life and live it for other people. My life is about others. My life is about Christ first, then my wife, then my children, then my family, then every other human breathing air, then and only then is it about me. I come in a distant last place.  Now, I’ll be the first to tell you that I screw this concept up all the time. I am selfish more times than not. Obviously, a person can’t consistently live for other people in and of their own power. It’s only when I am relying on my own power that I become selfish. When I rely on the Holy Spirit, the Spirit of God that dwells inside me am I able to live for others. 

rencontres seniors plus 70 ans After Copey asked me the fateful question, I’m not ashamed to say that it gave me pause. I nearly broke and said “Sorry buddy, Daddy has to finish his work. I’ll play later.” Believe me, I wanted to, but by the power of God I was overwhelmed with compassion for my boy and his desire to be with his dad, so a split second after I considered sending him away I said “Of course!”. I’m not really a big sports guy in the first place but seeing the pure heart of a child that just wanted to spend some time with his dad made me turn off my buffing wheel and pick up a cheap rubber football. I tell you right now, it was time well spent.

Copeland (a.k.a. Copey Poopy Pants) and Maverick (a.k.a. Buffy Chickle Foot Sharkhead) showing off the mess of sand crabs we caught at the beach.

http://abbeyviewsalon.co.uk/tyman/3327 Spend time with your children. I’m speaking to myself more than anyone. I heard a preacher the other day say “Children spell love T-I-M-E.” It’s not about what you’re doing together as long as it is together. I like to think of my time as currency. I’ll only spend my time on things worthwhile. Spend your time with God, your spouse, your children, your family, with other humans, and the leftovers you can have for yourself. You will have great returns on your investments, believe me.

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http://vertesinfo.hu/vselenaya/1488 “No one should seek their own good, but the good of others.” – 1 Cor. 10:24

Zac Stephens

femme а“Т la recherche d'un mari Zac is the owner/operator of Cottonport Tool and Design. He is passionate about craftsmanship and design. For more information please visit the about page!

Zac Stephens
Zac Stephens

Zac is the owner/operator of Cottonport Tool and Design. He is passionate about craftsmanship and design. For more information please visit the about page!

1 thought on “Time Well Spent”

  1. Zac, have I told you lately that I love you and that I am so proud of the man God had led you to be. Your devotion to your family make this this Nan’s heart sing along with all my grands!

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