Tools

Enjoyed our vacation time last week. I spent most of it working on our garage. I did this really neat thing, building an "abrasives" workbench for my grinders and sanders. I can almost sense my wife rolling her eyes when she thinks about the tools that I have but seldom use. I mean, how many grinders and sanders is enough? I guess the only way to find out is to keep buying until it IS too many.

I'm so much...a guy.

I was told a couple months ago that there are two kinds of guys - one who has tools, and one who knows how to use tools. I'd like to think that I'm the latter, but I know that it isn't always true. I love new projects because it might mean I get to buy a new tool; but that doesn't always mean I know what I'm doing when it gets in my hands for the first time. So, I've got to use it...to become proficient with it.

I was in a store the other day when I came across a friend who wasn't feeling well. Right there 'in front of God, the checkers, customers and assorted hardware,' I laid my hand on his shoulder and prayed for him. No, I didn't draw attention to my friend or myself. I guess the point is I had a tool and knew how to use it...

I just wish I always responded that way, every time, with the gifts created and distributed by the best Toolmaker in the universe.