The drills were out today--drilling holes in maple trees to tap them for sap. Oh, boy. I know what that means: fresh, hot maple syrup coming my way very soon. Maple syrup church dinners with hot syrup poured on snow. Oh, my. I'm melting just imagining it.
But first: 40 gallons of sap boils down to 1 gallon of syrup. Sort of like our life. 40 years of experience boils down to a small amount of wisdom. Now i know better than to.... Now i know when to shut my mouth. "Life is short" and other pithy sayings.
Wisdom. Isn't that what we really want? Peace and wisdom.
Drill past superficial appearances. Drill down into your base of love and kindness. That's where the sweetness is.
