You know the old saying. "If you 're too busy to blog, then you're too busy." That has been me for the last weeks. This tax season has been more relaxed than all but one for the last thousand years. Oops, make that since the last millenium. I started working as a CPA in 1999, and tax season always requires a lot. A lot of time, a lot of energy, a lot of thought, a lot of grace from my wife. This one has been less demanding than most, but that is not to say relaxed. Kind of like saying running a 10k is easier than running a marathon.
I hope you have a great tax season. If you do your own taxes, that should be an evening or two. If you have someone else do them for you, you still have to get your information together and review the return (after all, you know more about your financial situation than anyone else). So it will still be a few hours long.
I have quite a few more thoughts on this subject, but right now I also have a number of friends, family, and clients who have entrusted me with their personal financial information and are hoping I can help them have the best tax season they've ever had. So back to the 1040s and 1120Ss and 1065s and supporting schedules. I've got more to say, but right now I'm too busy to blog.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Morning Musing
Just like old times, as far as my blog is concerned. When you're alone, your house can be a different place. You notice things that you don't notice when there is lots of activity. Silence, for one. 5AM. The house is quiet and peaceful, the coffee strong and black. Sometimes I take cream and sugar, a compromise to my masculine identity I allowed after being married for a month or so and realizing my wife's coffee tasted better with dessert than mine did. Occasionally I use only cream, like my German friend Dieter. (I don't know if that's a German thing or not, maybe it's just how Dieter likes it.) The only time I use only sugar is when I'm camping- the cream is too much trouble, sugar such a luxury in the woods.
Well, Jack's awake, so this little session was over before it started. Let me just catch this one thought- as I woke up my heart was praying. I sense the Lord's presence, I am thankful. Words of gratitude, words of wonder. A prayer for forgiveness, I have insulted you in so many ways. A still small voice in my heart, "Has your son ever insulted you?" No, I've never really thought about it like that, but he hasn't . Has he ever ignored you? Yes. Has he ever taken you for granted? In the adult sense of the word, that happens daily. But he's only 2. How can he take me for granted? I mean, it is a granted that I will provide for everything he needs. I'm his father. At this point he doesn't even have the ability to insult me.
The light bulb goes on (I just woke up so my brain is still getting in gear). My Father loves me! He's not mad. Once again I am surprised by grace. (For more on this wonder, listen to the latest and greatest from Pastor D at http://www.branchchurch.org/)
I know some things about the heart of a Father. My Father once again has shared with me the wonder of His love. Now it's time to share this wonder with my son.
Well, Jack's awake, so this little session was over before it started. Let me just catch this one thought- as I woke up my heart was praying. I sense the Lord's presence, I am thankful. Words of gratitude, words of wonder. A prayer for forgiveness, I have insulted you in so many ways. A still small voice in my heart, "Has your son ever insulted you?" No, I've never really thought about it like that, but he hasn't . Has he ever ignored you? Yes. Has he ever taken you for granted? In the adult sense of the word, that happens daily. But he's only 2. How can he take me for granted? I mean, it is a granted that I will provide for everything he needs. I'm his father. At this point he doesn't even have the ability to insult me.
The light bulb goes on (I just woke up so my brain is still getting in gear). My Father loves me! He's not mad. Once again I am surprised by grace. (For more on this wonder, listen to the latest and greatest from Pastor D at http://www.branchchurch.org/)
I know some things about the heart of a Father. My Father once again has shared with me the wonder of His love. Now it's time to share this wonder with my son.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
It just sounds better when you're inspired
I am in love with my beloved. If I wasn't, she wouldn't be my beloved, would she? As evidenced by these first 2 sentences, early morning is probably not the best time for creative romantic expression. If you're an accountant, having a mike in your hand isn't either. No matter how much you are in love, it just sounds better when you're inspired.
Last night we attended the Valentines Dinner for the Branch Family Church. It was great food and great fun. We made some new friends and got to know old friends better as each couple at our table shared stories of how they had met, fallen in love, or favorite memories.
At the end of the evening Pastor John opened the mike for the men to publicly share their love and affection for their wife, aka, to embarass yourself in front of a room full of supportive people. There was a lot of laughter, and it was really encouraging to hear the depth of love and commitment that was expressed. One man had been married 4 months, another 52 years. One thing came through loud and clear: God knew what He was doing when He made Eve. These guys spoke from the depths of their hearts, valiantly looking to translate into English what the heart speaks in the language of love.
(Another thing I learned last night: there are no words in Russian for bar-b-que or ATV. Inside joke).
For my own part, I had been to these before. Before we left the house I looked into my wife's eyes and did my best to say again what I've tried to say at least a million times before: I need you, I want you, I respect you, I love you. I've never really been able to fully articulate it, I mean I can (and do) say the words but words don't do it justice. It's like trying to carry the ocean in a bucket- the container isn't adequate. Of course I was called upon to go forward, my machinations otherwise to no avail. I shared my love and embarrassed myself and had fun. What I wanted to say went something like this: "Honey, I love you. Remember those hundreds of poems and love letters from me that you have saved in your dresser? Please read a couple of those tonight. They are still all true and more, but it just sounds better when you're inspired."
Of course, she knows. She knows what I mean, and she knows that English isn't sufficient to say it. She knows because we have become one. We have something special and we know it, and we are very very thankful. The only way to really say something like that is in the cumulative effect of a thousand million ways, large and small, words and deeds, looks and touches and sacrifices and surprises and laughter and forgiveness given and forgiveness received, love expressed consistently and over a lifetime together.
You have to say it with your life. But if you try to write it down, or try to say it into the mike, it just sounds better when you're inspired.
Last night we attended the Valentines Dinner for the Branch Family Church. It was great food and great fun. We made some new friends and got to know old friends better as each couple at our table shared stories of how they had met, fallen in love, or favorite memories.
At the end of the evening Pastor John opened the mike for the men to publicly share their love and affection for their wife, aka, to embarass yourself in front of a room full of supportive people. There was a lot of laughter, and it was really encouraging to hear the depth of love and commitment that was expressed. One man had been married 4 months, another 52 years. One thing came through loud and clear: God knew what He was doing when He made Eve. These guys spoke from the depths of their hearts, valiantly looking to translate into English what the heart speaks in the language of love.
(Another thing I learned last night: there are no words in Russian for bar-b-que or ATV. Inside joke).
For my own part, I had been to these before. Before we left the house I looked into my wife's eyes and did my best to say again what I've tried to say at least a million times before: I need you, I want you, I respect you, I love you. I've never really been able to fully articulate it, I mean I can (and do) say the words but words don't do it justice. It's like trying to carry the ocean in a bucket- the container isn't adequate. Of course I was called upon to go forward, my machinations otherwise to no avail. I shared my love and embarrassed myself and had fun. What I wanted to say went something like this: "Honey, I love you. Remember those hundreds of poems and love letters from me that you have saved in your dresser? Please read a couple of those tonight. They are still all true and more, but it just sounds better when you're inspired."
Of course, she knows. She knows what I mean, and she knows that English isn't sufficient to say it. She knows because we have become one. We have something special and we know it, and we are very very thankful. The only way to really say something like that is in the cumulative effect of a thousand million ways, large and small, words and deeds, looks and touches and sacrifices and surprises and laughter and forgiveness given and forgiveness received, love expressed consistently and over a lifetime together.
You have to say it with your life. But if you try to write it down, or try to say it into the mike, it just sounds better when you're inspired.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
The Wonderful Magic of Kidness
Our snowy weather has gotten me to thinking lately about being a kid. Not that it has been that snowy, but I have been telling my children stories of when I was their age.
One favorite winter activity was to drive up to Soco, the mountain pass between Maggie Valley and Cherokee, to the entrance to the Blue Ridge Parkway there. With a foot of snow on the ground the big iron gate to the parkway was always closed and locked with a federal government sized padlock, but you could park the car on the side road and walk past the gate. (Why does it seem like the best spots are always just on the other side of the gate?)
Just past the gate there is a very steep section of the hill that somehow has an alley with no trees. Its not very wide. There would be no steering of your sled on a hill like this, it's way too steep. At the bottom of this hill, the engineers sloped the ground down and away from the road to drain water. So at the bottom of this straight, incredibly steep hill is a short incline back up to the paved road. During most of the year, there is nothing about this spot to attract any attention. But with a foot and a half of snow on the ground, this spot is revealed as the best naturally occurring Ski Jump on earth.
We never took sleds to Soco, somehow they were too civilized for that wild place. Or maybe it was the fact that they probably would not have survived the ordeal. We would take inner tubes, walk up the hill as high as we dared, then try not to think about the bottom. You just have to jump on your inner tube and hang on for dear life. Sliding down is a blur, you can almost feel your stomach in your throat. At the bottom of the hill, you go airborn. If you're lucky, you land on your inner tube. As often as not, you land in the snow. I can still picture my friend Mark about 6 feet in the air on one particularly fast run. It took us a little while to revive him, but he was famous after that.
Mark and I still reminisce about that day when we get together. We talk about his famous slide down the Ski Jump, and we talk about the magic of being a kid. I'm going to hold on to this magic as tightly as my innertube, this wonderful magic of kidness.
One favorite winter activity was to drive up to Soco, the mountain pass between Maggie Valley and Cherokee, to the entrance to the Blue Ridge Parkway there. With a foot of snow on the ground the big iron gate to the parkway was always closed and locked with a federal government sized padlock, but you could park the car on the side road and walk past the gate. (Why does it seem like the best spots are always just on the other side of the gate?)
Just past the gate there is a very steep section of the hill that somehow has an alley with no trees. Its not very wide. There would be no steering of your sled on a hill like this, it's way too steep. At the bottom of this hill, the engineers sloped the ground down and away from the road to drain water. So at the bottom of this straight, incredibly steep hill is a short incline back up to the paved road. During most of the year, there is nothing about this spot to attract any attention. But with a foot and a half of snow on the ground, this spot is revealed as the best naturally occurring Ski Jump on earth.
We never took sleds to Soco, somehow they were too civilized for that wild place. Or maybe it was the fact that they probably would not have survived the ordeal. We would take inner tubes, walk up the hill as high as we dared, then try not to think about the bottom. You just have to jump on your inner tube and hang on for dear life. Sliding down is a blur, you can almost feel your stomach in your throat. At the bottom of the hill, you go airborn. If you're lucky, you land on your inner tube. As often as not, you land in the snow. I can still picture my friend Mark about 6 feet in the air on one particularly fast run. It took us a little while to revive him, but he was famous after that.
Mark and I still reminisce about that day when we get together. We talk about his famous slide down the Ski Jump, and we talk about the magic of being a kid. I'm going to hold on to this magic as tightly as my innertube, this wonderful magic of kidness.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Snow Day!
This morning Charlotte is white and the world seems magic. Schools are closed and the snowman population is about to explode.
Do you remember what it was like to be a kid? I remember one year when it was so snowy and icy that we didn't go to school at all in January. Seems like every winter my grandparent's mountain resort transformed into our own personal sledding paradise. It was a fast downhill slide for 10 acres. We'd start at the top of the paved road in front of cottage #11 (which somehow was built further up the mountain than #12) and zip through the twists and turns until the hill in front of #7 transformed your sled into a rocket. With that kind of speed a lot of kids wiped out trying to make the right bend in front of #1. If you navigated that then the very last turn before the house required some quick decisions. If you were going too fast you would slide into the creek (which happened a lot). If you slowed down too much you would make the turn but not get the longest distance. Then it was a very long walk back to the top, pulling your sled and breathing steam like a locomotive. One night we had a dozen cousins and friends there and snow was flying. Gramma had hot chocolate waiting on the back porch, after you made the run you could take your hot chocolate and watch the other kids coming down the hill, hoping they went into the creek and your slide was the longest. To top it off, Uncle Bob brought his Jeep and pulled us all back to the top! We kept going until all the moms finally shut us down. If wishes came true, I would probably still be there sledding right now.
Of course, I would have missed out on all the good things that have happened in my life since then. God's plan for me was to enjoy the sledding and the fun, it was not for me to get stuck trying to hold onto that moment. Sometimes we want to hold on to it, but it can never be. Snow melts, days pass, seasons change.
Lord, teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom. Now get out there and play in the snow!
Do you remember what it was like to be a kid? I remember one year when it was so snowy and icy that we didn't go to school at all in January. Seems like every winter my grandparent's mountain resort transformed into our own personal sledding paradise. It was a fast downhill slide for 10 acres. We'd start at the top of the paved road in front of cottage #11 (which somehow was built further up the mountain than #12) and zip through the twists and turns until the hill in front of #7 transformed your sled into a rocket. With that kind of speed a lot of kids wiped out trying to make the right bend in front of #1. If you navigated that then the very last turn before the house required some quick decisions. If you were going too fast you would slide into the creek (which happened a lot). If you slowed down too much you would make the turn but not get the longest distance. Then it was a very long walk back to the top, pulling your sled and breathing steam like a locomotive. One night we had a dozen cousins and friends there and snow was flying. Gramma had hot chocolate waiting on the back porch, after you made the run you could take your hot chocolate and watch the other kids coming down the hill, hoping they went into the creek and your slide was the longest. To top it off, Uncle Bob brought his Jeep and pulled us all back to the top! We kept going until all the moms finally shut us down. If wishes came true, I would probably still be there sledding right now.
Of course, I would have missed out on all the good things that have happened in my life since then. God's plan for me was to enjoy the sledding and the fun, it was not for me to get stuck trying to hold onto that moment. Sometimes we want to hold on to it, but it can never be. Snow melts, days pass, seasons change.
Lord, teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom. Now get out there and play in the snow!
Monday, January 14, 2008
Dreamin'
What are you dreaming of? I mean, if money was no object, where would you be right now? If you won the lottery (if you would never ever buy a ticket (like me) then imagine someone like your uncle gave you a winning ticket!) would you call into work and tell them bye? A lot of folks would do just that.
I don't think I would. That's not the only reason I'm there. I mean, I do need to get paid at this point in my life so it makes sense to do my best for my employer. But that is not the only reason I'm there, and to tell the truth I'm not really working for him. I'm working for Jesus, and I'm doing the work he directed me to do at the place He told me to do it. How do I know that? Because I asked Him to direct my life and I believe He is doing just that. So I'm not there just because of the money. I have a dream, it will continue growing beyond where I am just now but I believe where I am just now is an important part of it.
And your real dream is not just about work. It's about who you are. Abram had a dream to be the father of many nations. His God-given dream was not about his profession, it was about him. Joseph had a dream, it was not about his job, it was about who he would become. Moses had a dream, a picture of what God hoped for him. It was not about gaining a place of high privilege (he was already about as high in the world as he could go), it was about becoming someone of weight and substance and gravity. If Moses had focused on enjoying everything the world had to offer, he would have done so and his name would have passed into ignominy upon his death. As it is, we're still talking about him millennia later.
What's your dream? Who do you want to be? Do you ever think about it? Sometimes the days are so filled with appointments and bills and to do lists and phone calls that we forget there is something miraculous happening in us and through us. When you get interrupted from your interruptions, it's time to find a place to let your mind free-wheel for a while. One day last week, after the rush (or should I say crush) of the holidays, I was at home all by myself for several hours. I laid on my back on my bed and looked up at the ceiling and let my mind go free. I thought about all kinds of stuff, very stream of consciousness-like. After about 30 minutes I finally smiled. Then I got up and went to work around the house and enjoyed it.
When a baby is born, he or she will go through some definite and distinct stages of growth. Predictable stages. Learning how to walk and talk. Feeding yourself. Potty training. Socialization. There are predictable stages in church growth. There are predictable stages in seeing your dream become reality. I do not know what those stages are for a dream to become real, but I can tell you this. I am going to learn them. Then I am going to do them. Then I'm going to help other people walk them out. How do I know? Because it's part of my dream.
I don't think I would. That's not the only reason I'm there. I mean, I do need to get paid at this point in my life so it makes sense to do my best for my employer. But that is not the only reason I'm there, and to tell the truth I'm not really working for him. I'm working for Jesus, and I'm doing the work he directed me to do at the place He told me to do it. How do I know that? Because I asked Him to direct my life and I believe He is doing just that. So I'm not there just because of the money. I have a dream, it will continue growing beyond where I am just now but I believe where I am just now is an important part of it.
And your real dream is not just about work. It's about who you are. Abram had a dream to be the father of many nations. His God-given dream was not about his profession, it was about him. Joseph had a dream, it was not about his job, it was about who he would become. Moses had a dream, a picture of what God hoped for him. It was not about gaining a place of high privilege (he was already about as high in the world as he could go), it was about becoming someone of weight and substance and gravity. If Moses had focused on enjoying everything the world had to offer, he would have done so and his name would have passed into ignominy upon his death. As it is, we're still talking about him millennia later.
What's your dream? Who do you want to be? Do you ever think about it? Sometimes the days are so filled with appointments and bills and to do lists and phone calls that we forget there is something miraculous happening in us and through us. When you get interrupted from your interruptions, it's time to find a place to let your mind free-wheel for a while. One day last week, after the rush (or should I say crush) of the holidays, I was at home all by myself for several hours. I laid on my back on my bed and looked up at the ceiling and let my mind go free. I thought about all kinds of stuff, very stream of consciousness-like. After about 30 minutes I finally smiled. Then I got up and went to work around the house and enjoyed it.
When a baby is born, he or she will go through some definite and distinct stages of growth. Predictable stages. Learning how to walk and talk. Feeding yourself. Potty training. Socialization. There are predictable stages in church growth. There are predictable stages in seeing your dream become reality. I do not know what those stages are for a dream to become real, but I can tell you this. I am going to learn them. Then I am going to do them. Then I'm going to help other people walk them out. How do I know? Because it's part of my dream.
What you get
The holidays were exciting and busy, with lots of laughter and traveling. The mountains were cold and rainy, but we didn't seem to mind. Snow would have been the icing on the cake (white icing, I guess). We squeezed in as much time with our family as we could and came home exhausted and satisfied.
"The end of a thing is better than the beginning." I have started to write about gaining understanding and feel compelled to finish the thoughts. It's not good for the heart to leave things undone, so here is the end of the matter (this particular matter, that is).
The wisest man who ever lived laid out a four step process to gain understanding. Amazing when you think about it, that the secrets to everything should not be secrets at all, they are stated in black and white by God. Why does it take so long to understand?
In Proverbs 9:5,6, Widsom calls out and shows the steps: Come, Eat & Drink, Forsake (& Live), and then Go.
1. COME- The invitation is there, the door is open. We must choose, we must decide. The first and most important step to gain understanding is to decide to do so. Elsewhere, Proverbs says we must earnestly seek for wisdom, like a treasure. This requires humility; we must humble ourselves to admit we don't know, that we need help. The first step to gain understanding is COME- to go to the people/places where understanding is. Ultimately God, but He often uses those who have already learned. You won't gain understanding about accounting in a dance school, you have to go somewhere with a good business college. Seems too obvious? What is it you don't understand? Who does understand it? Are you reading their books? This step is the most important, because without it nothing will change. God rewards the humble.
2. EAT & DRINK- After we come to the place or person who understands, we must eat of the bread of wisdom. Not just any bread, but her bread. Not just any wine, her wine. We must take into ourselves the right thoughts, the proper thinking. We must consume the materials that give life and wisdom. and understanding. We must take into ourselves the thoughts of those who understand. Reading, listening, thinking, musing, questioning. We must digest these thoughts, we must allow them to feed our thinking. The ultimate and most important application of this is with the Word of God and our salvation. It applies to other specific areas of learning as well. You won't gain understanding of accounting without doing the math. Seems too obvious? Then what area of your life are you growing in? What free time are you devoting to moving forward? This step is the most work. God rewards the diligent.
3. FORSAKE- As I sought to understand how to gain understanding, I was not expecting this step as part of the process. I would have agreed that it was important, but a key step in gaining understanding? I was surprised, but no more, I have taken it into myself. Let it become a part of who I am and how I think and live. "Forsake foolishness and live." It is not enough to take in new thoughts, we must actively expel the old thinking. Just because we have new thoughts doesn't mean the old is automatically gone. We must reject worldly and unsuccessful thoughts, habits, patterns, reasonings, emotionalism, religion, tradition, wrong doctrine, and wishful ways. We must actively push away, reject, get rid of, dump, delete seek & destroy foolish thinking. God told Abraham in Genesis 17, Walk before me and be blameless, so that I may establish my covenant with you and multiply you exceedingly. God wants to multiply us exceedingly, but refusal to follow His ways stops the blessing. Wisdom says "forsake foolishness and live." Another way of saying that is "don't forsake foolishness and don't live." This is the most overlooked step. God rewards the obedient.
4. GO- True understanding and Godly wisdom becomes yours when you act upon it. Up until this point it is mental, internal, the battle is in the mind, it's all in your head. To truly understand, action is required. Not just comsume the thoughts of those who understand but put into practice what we have learned. GO in the way of understanding (we have already forsaken other ways). We must do, put into practice, walk in the way of understanding. Obviously, the more we do, the better we understand, we make some adjustments and do even better. Some people skip immediately to this step without doing the previous steps (i.e., work) required to truly understand. Other people think deep thoughts but never do anything about it. May we be the people who have taken understanding into our lives and live it out before others as a testimony of God's goodness to men. This is the final step. God rewards the faithful.
So these, my friends, are the steps to gain understanding. God has given us a treasure, may we use this powerful tool for His glory and our good.
"The end of a thing is better than the beginning." I have started to write about gaining understanding and feel compelled to finish the thoughts. It's not good for the heart to leave things undone, so here is the end of the matter (this particular matter, that is).
The wisest man who ever lived laid out a four step process to gain understanding. Amazing when you think about it, that the secrets to everything should not be secrets at all, they are stated in black and white by God. Why does it take so long to understand?
In Proverbs 9:5,6, Widsom calls out and shows the steps: Come, Eat & Drink, Forsake (& Live), and then Go.
1. COME- The invitation is there, the door is open. We must choose, we must decide. The first and most important step to gain understanding is to decide to do so. Elsewhere, Proverbs says we must earnestly seek for wisdom, like a treasure. This requires humility; we must humble ourselves to admit we don't know, that we need help. The first step to gain understanding is COME- to go to the people/places where understanding is. Ultimately God, but He often uses those who have already learned. You won't gain understanding about accounting in a dance school, you have to go somewhere with a good business college. Seems too obvious? What is it you don't understand? Who does understand it? Are you reading their books? This step is the most important, because without it nothing will change. God rewards the humble.
2. EAT & DRINK- After we come to the place or person who understands, we must eat of the bread of wisdom. Not just any bread, but her bread. Not just any wine, her wine. We must take into ourselves the right thoughts, the proper thinking. We must consume the materials that give life and wisdom. and understanding. We must take into ourselves the thoughts of those who understand. Reading, listening, thinking, musing, questioning. We must digest these thoughts, we must allow them to feed our thinking. The ultimate and most important application of this is with the Word of God and our salvation. It applies to other specific areas of learning as well. You won't gain understanding of accounting without doing the math. Seems too obvious? Then what area of your life are you growing in? What free time are you devoting to moving forward? This step is the most work. God rewards the diligent.
3. FORSAKE- As I sought to understand how to gain understanding, I was not expecting this step as part of the process. I would have agreed that it was important, but a key step in gaining understanding? I was surprised, but no more, I have taken it into myself. Let it become a part of who I am and how I think and live. "Forsake foolishness and live." It is not enough to take in new thoughts, we must actively expel the old thinking. Just because we have new thoughts doesn't mean the old is automatically gone. We must reject worldly and unsuccessful thoughts, habits, patterns, reasonings, emotionalism, religion, tradition, wrong doctrine, and wishful ways. We must actively push away, reject, get rid of, dump, delete seek & destroy foolish thinking. God told Abraham in Genesis 17, Walk before me and be blameless, so that I may establish my covenant with you and multiply you exceedingly. God wants to multiply us exceedingly, but refusal to follow His ways stops the blessing. Wisdom says "forsake foolishness and live." Another way of saying that is "don't forsake foolishness and don't live." This is the most overlooked step. God rewards the obedient.
4. GO- True understanding and Godly wisdom becomes yours when you act upon it. Up until this point it is mental, internal, the battle is in the mind, it's all in your head. To truly understand, action is required. Not just comsume the thoughts of those who understand but put into practice what we have learned. GO in the way of understanding (we have already forsaken other ways). We must do, put into practice, walk in the way of understanding. Obviously, the more we do, the better we understand, we make some adjustments and do even better. Some people skip immediately to this step without doing the previous steps (i.e., work) required to truly understand. Other people think deep thoughts but never do anything about it. May we be the people who have taken understanding into our lives and live it out before others as a testimony of God's goodness to men. This is the final step. God rewards the faithful.
So these, my friends, are the steps to gain understanding. God has given us a treasure, may we use this powerful tool for His glory and our good.
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