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It all started with that 55-mph speed limit.   In the mid-1970s, Americans traded in their muscle cars for Toyotas and slowed down.

But a certain segment of the population balked.  These people were paid to transport goods to their destinations in a timely manner, and felt that the new speed limits were doing considerable harm to their livelihood.  So they started working together to cover each other’s back.

This created a fad that spawned a counterculture, complete with its own lingo, music, and personal identities.  Everybody, it seemed, rushed out to get a CB radio.

Once the stuff of rescue workers, hobbyists, and the like, citizens-band radios became standard equipment in many vehicles.  Gone were the official call-letters used by the “legal eagles” who actually paid for a license to use the things (KFN 0508, if you even remotely care what ours was).  Everybody used a “handle.”

A handle was a nickname you gave yourself so that people could “grab hold” of you by saying something along the lines of, “Break, one-nine.  How ‘bout that Blue Goose?  You got your ears on”?  And you, assuming that was your handle, would reply something like, “Ten-four, good buddy.”

No, children, I’m not making this up.

CBs, for the most part, have gone the way of the 55-mph speed limit, though our trucker friends still use them.  But you still have a handle – a unique identity by which you can be “grabbed.”  [click to continue…]

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Wisdom is boring.

Wisdom is a nag.

Wisdom is a boring nag.

Wisdom sucks the life out of the party.

Wisdom is a boring, party-killing nag.

Wisdom asks questions about consequences when all I want to do is enjoy myself.  What’s wrong with a little fun, know what I mean?  Wisdom uses words like “safe,” “abstinence” and “consequences.”  Now THAT’ll get your blood pumping.  Zzzzzzz.  Look, all I want to do is have a little pleasure in my life.  I know there’s more to life than feeling good.  But I can control myself. [click to continue…]

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highway 2Today I give up my small ambitions. 
I will give thanks for the pleasures God has designed for me to enjoy,
But no longer will I allow my life to be driven by the pursuit of pleasure. 
I will no longer sacrifice joy on the altar of happiness. 
I will never again measure my success by my ability to escape pain.

Today I give up my small ambitions. 
I will give thanks for the material blessings God entrusts to me,
But no longer will I associate money with happiness. 
Never again will I believe the lie that gain is godliness,
Or that my worth is measured by what I own. 
From this day forward, I will use things and love people,
Not the other way around.

Today I give up my small ambitions. 
I will give thanks to God for the ways
I can be a blessing to others. 
I will accept with humility
The words of gratitude and honor I receive from others. 
But I will never again live to please other men. 
Today I choose to get off the pedestal,
Knowing that I don=t have to live in the gutter to do so. 
I will find my honor in being no more than a man,
But no less than a child of God.

Today I give up my small ambitions. 
And instead, I reach for the stars. 
I will spend my life in pursuit of my God-given destiny. 
By His grace I will fulfill the purpose for which
I was created and redeemed by Christ. 
By His love I will touch the lives of those He died for. 
And by His power
I will span the breech between time and eternity.

From this day forward,
I will seek dreams as big as the heart of my God
And visions as great as the need of this world. 
And though through human failure
I may never see all those dreams come true,
When I stand to face my Lord and my God,
I pray He will see a heart determined to do exploits for His glory.

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