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Photo by  CHUTTERSNAP  on  Unsplash Stuff Breaks. Surely, it does. No jokes about calling me, “Shirley.” That would be a: Faux pas literally meaning “false step.” What do you do when it happens and you do not really know why? If you knew it was you and what it was, you could, possibly, fix it. If you knew it was someone else and what it was, you could ask them to fix it. But some things are not fixable. So, you step back and learn from them. You also seek greater principles through them and apply them. You also write about them as you reflect upon them for the benefit of those who derive benefits from the things you write and they read. I am not sure what happened to “Music of the Heart. and some other pages I created. The whole batch disappeared. Now, I can moan about it or make accusations, or I can adapt and figure something else out. Yes, it was a lot of work building these pages and gaining some following and will be more work, but I am going to find a place to curat...

There is some satisfaction in a self-centered life. Some. Fleeting. There is some gratification in self-serving deeds. While we can still taste the thrill. And until it is gone. But a year from now, it is gone. A month from now, we have forgotten the flavor. We have lost the feeling. A moment from now, we want more. Build a house for a higher purpose. Build a place where inhabitants of earth can meet with divinity. Build a cause that gathers a community and makes them brothers and sister. Build a movement. The satisfaction lasts. The gratification endures. Haggai, what do you mean about our paneled houses and our gardens? What are you saying about our luxuries and leisure? The prophet is pleading and exhorting us to bring our devotion to a higher calling. Losing oneself in a greater purpose is finding oneself. Investing time in eternity is multiplying time. Joining hands with neighbor, friend, and stranger to make a place of meeting is an enduring thrill. Beyond thrill. A purposeful li...