Years ago as the sun set along the Colorado River I found myself drinking whiskey as the deer season came to an end. We (the landowner)were on the edge of an old Comanche campground. We had seen several nice bucks through the windshield, shooting them with our fingertips. We had no plans to shoot anything, just a farewell drink to the end of the season. We were discussing the meaning of life and he said, “you know-you can’t buy your way into Heaven”.
Just be generous. Even when it’s the last thing on your mind, be generous. Today I gifted smoked green chile cheese meatloaf, Spares, BabyBacks, Wings And some pork tamales (purchased at a really cool Mexican Restaurant)to a person who loves to eat these things but is no longer able to cook them.
I like to cook, and I enjoy gifting what I cook.
But I realize,”you can’t buy your way into Heaven”
Just be generous. Even when it’s the last thing on your mind, be generous. Today I gifted smoked green chile cheese meatloaf, Spares, BabyBacks, Wings And some pork tamales (purchased at a really cool Mexican Restaurant)to a person who loves to eat these things but is no longer able to cook them.
I like to cook, and I enjoy gifting what I cook.
But I realize,”you can’t buy your way into Heaven”