Accept No Mediocre Life.

I am currently reading David Foster's book Accept No Mediocre Life. I really love the message of living beyond your labels, libels and limitations. Here is a paragraph from the book:

• I take heart when I consider my access to God. I heard about some newlyweds who, in the wee hours of their wedding night, were escorted to the bridal suite of their high-priced hotel. Once in the suite, they saw a sofa, chairs and table but they couldn't find the bed. They spent the first night of their honeymoon on the sofa, which was turned into a hide-a-bed with a lumpy mattress and sagging springs. After a fitful night with sore backs, the next morning they went to the hotel desk to give the management a tongue-lashing. "Did you open the door to the room?" asked the clerk. "What door?" they replied. He opened the door they had thought was a closet. There, complete with fruit baskets and chocolates, was a beautiful bedroom! They had wasted the first night of their honeymoon because they didn't open the door.

I guess turning 47 this year has given me the feeling that I don't want any doors left unopened in my life. There may be chocolates and fruit baskets on the other side. 

Randy was approached to come on board as the CEO for American Consolidated Media. He accepted the position and we bought a house last week in the Coppell, TX, area. Randy and I were both in agreement that this was a door that God was calling us to walk through. We are bracing ourselves for hot summers and milder winters; we are very excited to be moving south and not north. Texas, here we come.

--Pam

(Originally published on Monday, November 10, 2008.)