Life Styles

Though we are different, we are all children of our Father in Heaven. Though we may not agree with each others choices, that does not mean that we should we should forget the first statement.

This evening I went out with some fellow co-workers and talked about the scary world world we live in and the changes that are taking place around us. As we conversed over dinner, I looked around to observe the different life styles.

Dinner started at the walk up bar. Parents were there with their children. The establishment we were at had a sandbox for the kid to play in while their parents socialized over drinks. I thought it was an interesting touch to family time. Mothers, all dressed up, brought the children to see father interacting with his business associates over margaritas.

The place was packed. I could not believe that there were so many people out on a Wednesday evening. It makes one question the state of the economy.

I have observed things this evening that make me scratch my head and wonder. Agency is an amazing thing.

There are stories to tell, memories to share, but I don't think this is the time or place. I will just leave it at that. I wonder what my Father thinks as he looks down upon us.