It Had Never Worked Right

It had never worked right.

It was an extravagant gift from a posh place far away and well past the time to exchange or return it.

But it had never worked right.

It was packed away and long forgotten.

Surfaced recently.

Still didn’t work right.

Took a fresh look at it.

Saw something I wouldn’t have even noticed until about five years ago when a friend told me a story. I had listened. Even better, I had learned.

In less time than it’s taken me to write this and you to read it, I had it fixed.

Yes, I fixed something! If you know me well, you know I inherited my dad’s lack of mechanical ability…but I fixed this.

Three questions for you and me —

What in your life needs to be fixed?

What do you need to learn

to do the responsible thing?

What’s stopping you?