How Is Your Nose Doing?

I’ve developed a habit. Well, overstated, but at least, “upon occasion” I do this: when I compliment someone—Es Mller, my saintly mother, God rest her soul—taught me this: always try the truth on for size. If it doesn’t fit, say nothing—I point to my nose and say, “My nose doesn’t grow.” Most people, pushing 90% know about Pinocchio and laugh, often commenting, “That’s a good thing.”

Those who know me well—who know I’m a Beto guy well above a Cruz supporter, not even to say about the reality that each day it seems, someone’s contradicting the President—this morning his declaration a “deal has been agreed to” with Mexico about holding the immigrants, was contradicted by current Mexico leadership.

This morning, though, in assessing where and how I be, which I believe says a great deal on how I live the day—for I do believe in Carpe Diem—I find whether or not someone’s living with obvious integrity and has a nose’s length fixed in time and declaration is worth a mantra level rating.

Hey, I’m not an endorser of growing noses. But, I found this saying, posted by one of my favorite churches in West Seattle—Tibbett’s UMC—to have resounding impact. So, this will be, hopefully, highlighted as the day unfolds. Sure, I’ll root for the Broncos over the Steelers [Sorry, Joanne, but we’ll never be for the same teams in this instance!]. But, that is penultimate. Not ultimate.

What’s most important, no matter what happens or what I might have a chance to impact, is doing what I can to benefit others. It may be a smile. It may be paying their grocery bill—am finding greater frequency in this. It may be helping at home so Jason’s base is covered. With Jason, he’s in a recovery mode that has slipped. Another MRI will happen in a couple of weeks, but it appears a consequence of his cerebellum hematoma removal has more than a full impact upon his motor skills.

For sure, it NEEDS to be that who I am and how I live…considers this saying with more than value. It is necessity…no matter the day, the time or the place or the circumstance.

Okay. Preachy. But, so what? No apology necessary. Only a question: in what manner of living do you find this worth not just acknowledging…but find it mantra as you live?


About Mark H Miller

Diane and I live in Leander, Texas. This past June 17, 2015 I celebrated the 49th anniversary of my ordination. We returned to Texas after three years in Washington, during which I served as interim minister in Bellevue/Eastgate and Mercer Island. Am planning to begin a 5th novel that will have my protagonist, Tricia Gleason, serve a year in licensed ministry in Snoqualmie, Washington. The novel, "The Lemon Drop Didn't Melt," will find Tricia wrestling with ministry challenges. None of which more daunting than someone wanting her breathing to stop. All the published novels are available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle under Mark Henry Miller. A primary goal in our return to Texas is to make sure grandchildren get lots of attention--here and in Chicago and Washington, D.C. Traveling is definitely an activity that will not slow down. With that, of course, fishing will happen. To that the t-shirt is apt, "I fish; therefore I am." In addition to novels, the book of Blogs, "Voice Of My Heart," is also available on Amazon.
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