Do It Right or Do It Again

“Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might; for there is no work or device or knowledge or wisdom in the grave where you are going.” (Ecclesiastes 9:10)

I mowed my yard today. That’s not such a big deal because people do that every day. But as I mowed my yard today, I remembered an important lesson taught to me by my daddy when I was just a young boy.

When I was about 7 or 8 years old, my parents told me I had to get a job! They suggested that I take the 22 in. push mower we had and ask the neighbors if I could mow their yards. Mrs. Edla Edwards, Julia and Moody Howard, and Mr. John and Ms. Blanche Galloway agreed and they agreed to pay me the grand sum of $2 every time I mowed their yards. That was $6 a week if you are keeping count. I used that hard earned money to buy cardboard insoles to go inside my shoes for the winter. You see, I had to walk 4 miles, uphill — both ways, in blustery snow with my sister on my back in order to attend school. But that’s another story for another day.

I would mow the yard and as an 8-year-old boy, I would sometimes miss a streak or I wouldn’t cut close enough to a bush or some other such thing. Usually, my customers wouldn’t say anything — they realized it I was just 8 and just getting started in my grass cutting career. But I learned very quickly that my daddy didn’t overlook those minor infractions.

When he came home from work, he examined my work to make sure I had done a good job. And I didn’t have to do just a “good job,” I had to do it to satisfy my daddy’s standards. On a couple of occasions, my daddy came home and made me take my lawn mower and go back to the yard I had mowed and “do it right.” I must say he didn’t have to do that but a few times. It was embarrassing to have to go back over to the neighbor’s yard after I had already finished and after I had already been paid and after I had already put away the mower and changed my clothes and was playing in the yard.

“But Daddy, it’s not that big of a deal. Mrs. Edla didn’t seem to notice that I forgot to cut along the ditch bank. I’ll get it next week. She’s already paid me anyway.”

Here is where I learned the lesson. My daddy taught me that I could either do it right or I would have to do it over. You see, it didn’t matter that Mrs. Edla hadn’t caught my oversight. It didn’t matter that I said I would take care of it next week. It mattered that Stanley Vaughan’s son was going to do a good job EVERY TIME or he would come back and make it right.

I didn’t like learning that lesson way back then. But as I mowed my yard today, I smiled as I looked over my yard. I don’t like anybody else to cut my yard…I want to do it myself. The reason? I’m the only one who can cut my grass to the standard my daddy set for me. I do it right because I don’t want to do it over.

I smiled a little smile and thanked God today for a daddy and momma who taught me the lesson of integrity and honesty in everything you do. Wise old Solomon learned the same lesson I learned (maybe his daddy David was a stickler for detail too). Solomon said, “Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might…” Whether it is mowing the yard, or serving in the church, or doing your job…do whatever you do right the first time so you don’t have to go back and do it again.



More in Common Than You Might Think

Over the last few weeks, I have been thinking about the deaths of Rev. Billy Graham and Professor Stephen Hawking. They seem so opposite.

Billy Graham…American Evangelist, Ordained Southern Baptist minister.
Stephen Hawking…English theoretical physicist, cosmologist

Billy Graham…Florida Bible Institute and Wheaton College
Stephen Hawking…University of Oxford, Trinity Hall, Cambridge

Billy Graham…friend of Presidents
Stephen Hawking…played Words with Friends with Sheldon Cooper

Billy Graham…good health until his death at 99 years of age
Stephen Hawking…Lived with ALS for over 55 years and died at the age of 76

On and on I could go listing the differences between these two. One is known as the most influential Christian leader of the 20th century and the other is known as one of the greatest, if not THE greatest physicist of all time.

Billy Graham believed Genesis 1:1 — “In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.”
Steven Hawking said this…”Before we understand science, it is natural to believe that God created the universe. But now science offers a more convincing explanation.”

Billy Graham said, “If God can be fully proved by the human mind, then He is no greater than the mind that proves Him.”
Steven Hawking said, “What I meant by ‘we would know the mind of God’ is, we would know everything that God would know, if there were a God, which there isn’t.”

In spite of what Professor Hawking believed or didn’t believe about God, he and Rev. Graham would absolutely agree on one thing which they both discovered. Rev. Graham discovered it on February 21, 2018 and Professor Hawking discovered it on March 14, 2018. They both discovered the truth of a verse found in Hebrews which says, “And as it is appointed unto men once to die…” (Hebrews 9:27).

“Good” people have argued about the existence of God and the origins of the universe for centuries. From an academic perspective, Professor Hawking was perhaps much more qualified to talk about such things than Rev. Graham. In the world’s eyes, Rev. Graham was just a country preacher who believed an outdated, unprovable book called the Bible. Professor Hawking was an Oxford educated theoretical physicist who said, “There is a fundamental difference between religion, which is based on authority, [and] science, which is based on observation and reason. Science will win because it works.”

And yet, on March 14, 2018, Hawking discovered something that Graham had preached and it turned out to be true…all men die.

This led me to think about the question WHAT NEXT? After these men died…what happened to them. Professor Hawking had a theory about that. He said, “I regard the brain as a computer which will stop working when its components fail. There is no heaven or afterlife for broken down computers; that is a fairy story for people afraid of the dark.”

For Billy Graham, he believed something quite different. He said, “Death is not the end of life; it is on the gateway to eternity. Though the Christian has no immunity from death and no claim to perpetual life on this planet, death is to him a friend rather than a foe, the beginning rather than the end, another step on the pathway to heaven rather than a leap into a dark unknown.”

“Pastor Keith, you really haven’t told me much today that I didn’t already know.”

I’m well aware of that. It’s just that I keep coming back in my own mind to that verse in Hebrews…”It is appointed unto men once to die.” Now that verse goes on to say that after death comes the judgment. I suppose Hawking and Graham have both found out the truth of that statement as well.

Suppose Hawking was right. We are just computers whose parts finally wear out and that’s it. Then I guess it really doesn’t matter how we live while we are here. What’s the point? Just do whatever you want to do, when you want to do it and however you desire to do it. You and I are here for only a brief time so just LIVE IT UP. Take no thought for tomorrow.

The problem I have comes not because I more closely identify with Rev. Graham than Professor Hawking. The problem I have arises from the fact that deep within my being, I know that there must be more. There is a deep longing inside of every human being to know the answer to three basic questions…Where did I come from?, Why am I here?, and Where do I go when I die.” Professor Hawking believed that you are here by accident, not design and that when you die…you are just dead. For me, that just doesn’t inspire me at all.

I do believe there is an afterlife and that there truly is a Heaven where I will live for all eternity. I believe that I am on this earth by God’s design. He put me here and He has a purpose for my life. He desires that I live in such a way that I point people to Him and that I bring glory to Him by the way I live and by the way I treat others. I believe that one day, I will reach that “appointed day” and I will die…and when I do, the most important thing will not be the awards I win or the books I write. The most important thing will be simply this…how did I respond to my Creator’s offer of a relationship with Him through His Son, Jesus Christ.

I believe there is purpose for every life…not just in the here and now, but for eternity. And eternity is too long for me to be wrong about its existence. The Bible (which has proven itself trustworthy in my own life) says that God looks at us and sees two classes of men. He sees those who are saved through a personal relationship with Jesus Christ and the GRACE He extends to every soul who will believe on Him…and He sees those who are lost because they rejected His authority in their lives and lived as though He didn’t exist and rejected His freely offered GRACE.

You must decide. Are you going to follow the way of Professor Hawking and take you chance on theories that may or may not be true? Or are you going to follow the way of Billy Graham and countless others who have found true peace and fulfillment in this life by surrendering themselves to the plan and will of God?

Too many people today want salvation, but they want it on their own terms according to their own understanding. But God…our Creator has provided the means and the method for our salvation. As Billy Graham said so many times, “Your salvation is a free gift, made possible only because God planned it…Christ paid for it…and the Holy Spirit assures you of it.”

There is appointed for YOU a day…nobody knows when it is, but Professor Hawking AND Billy Graham would agree that there is a day appointed for you to die. My question for you? Where will you be 30 seconds after you take your last breath on this earth? You don’t have to go through this life wondering if there is anything in “the black hole.” You can have the absolute assurance that when you take your last breath here on this earth, you will take your first breath in Heaven with God. I beg you to place your faith in Him today.


Image-1.jpg Dear Harper,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! You are 1 year old today. It’s so hard to believe. 365 days ago, you made your grand entrance and our world has not been the same since!

You are no longer “the baby” of our family. Baby Ellie was born a little over 2 weeks ago and that makes you “the middle cousin.” I think you will do just fine in that role. You met Ellie over the weekend. Everybody got along just fine and I bet ya’ll are going to be best buddies.

The title of your letter is a little different. I’m not even sure what a “hashtag” is, but this one has become your signature line when I post pictures of you. I think people use “hashtags” to call attention to special things they want lots of people to see. When Al Gore invented the internet I don’t know if he knew all the trouble he would cause, but when I post pictures of you, Hudson and Ellie…it makes the world-wide web a much happier place…I guarantee! You are the prettiest redhead I know and you certainly are #MyFavoriteRedHead.

You are still my “Little Bit” but in recent days you have discovered just how much fun it is to EAT! I haven’t seen anything that you don’t like. That’s good. Don’t be a picky eater. Food is just too good to miss out on things by not trying it. I’m having to buy extra Little Debbie oatmeal cookies because you really like those. You need to understand that I don’t share my Little Debbie cookies with just anybody — but you are just too cute and too special for me not to share with you.

You are a jumping bean! That’s your favorite thing right now. You hold on to my hands and jump up and down and laugh. Nana calls you Tigger (from Winnie the Pooh) because you jump so much. You are a bundle of energy and you are curious about everything — especially Rosie. Rosie is a sweet girl and she just lets you pull on her ears and play with her paws. She loves it when you and Hudson come over to play.

There is one more thing I want to talk to you about today. It’s been weighing on my mind for a while, and I want to make sure you understand this from the very beginning.

We live in a crazy world right now. People are not always nice to each other the way they should be. That makes Poppo very sad. I was taught that it didn’t matter what color your skin was or where you came from, God loves all people and He wants us to treat each other the way we would want to be treated. Our family has always tried to live by that rule.

Most of the time when you and I are together, we like to sing. And one of our favorite songs says, “Jesus loves the little children. All the children of the world. Red and yellow, black and white; they are precious in His sight. Jesus loves the little children of the world.”

That is not just a song to me. That is the way I always want to see the world and it is the way your parents and your grandparents want you to see it as well. We don’t judge people based on the way they look or where they come from. We are supposed to love all people because God made them. It is wrong for us to treat others differently just because they look differently or talk differently or come from a different part of the world from us.

Remember the Bible verse that says, “For God so loved THE WORLD” — that means EVERYBODY in the world is loved by God —  “that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life” (John 3:16). That means that Jesus came to this earth and died on the cross so that all of us can have a personal relationship with God. NOBODY is left out. Anyone who admits their sin and believes in Jesus will be saved. As you grow older, we will talk much more about that.

Right now, I just want you to learn early to treat everybody the way you want to be treated. Everybody will not always do things that are lovable — but we love them anyway because God loves them. Don’t ever treat people differently just because they don’t look like you or dress like you or talk like you. I think this is one of the most important lessons you can learn in life.

I’m sorry to tell you that people will not always treat you nicely. Sometimes they will talk about you and they may hurt your feelings. That is NOT FUN. When it happens, always remember that Poppo loves you more than anything and I will do my very best to make sure you always know that you are loved and that you are special to God. There is nothing that you cannot do if you trust God and follow Him. As you learn that lesson, always remember how bad it feels when people don’t treat you nicely. That will help you understand what other people feel like when they are treated unfairly. I pray that you will always share that special smile with everybody you meet. It will sure brighten somebody’s day!

Well, here we go. Today begins your second trip around the sun. I’ve made almost 55 trips and you, Hudson and Ellie have made the most recent ones my favorites yet. I can’t wait to see what happens to us this year. Whatever comes our way, always remember that God loves you, Nana and Poppo love you and there is absolutely NOTHING you can ever do to change either one of those things.

I love you Little Bit. You truly are #MyFavoriteRedHead.



Pastor Keith, What Are You Reading?

We’ve made it to September! This year is flying by at breakneck speed. Occasionally, I try to post about some of the books I am currently reading or have recently read. I thought today might be good for that. I hope some of these will be an encouragement to you.

Faith Crisis by Ron Dunn (currently reading)
Ron Dunn was a major voice in SBC evangelism prior to his death in 2001. In this book, Dr. Dunn walks you through a fascinating study of the nature of faith. My takeaway so far in this book…Faith is about QUALITY not QUANTITY.

“Success in the Christian life is measured by faith. Always the word of Jesus is, ‘It shall be done to you according to your faith’ (Matt.9:29). All our failures are failures in faith.” (Ron Dunn)

Son of a Gunn by Jim Henry (recently completed)
Dr. Jim Henry served for 29 years as the Senior Pastor of First Baptist Church Orlando, Florida. After “retiring,” he became the preaching pastor at Downtown Baptist Church in Orlando. This book is the autobiography of Dr. Henry.

I love biographies/autobiographies and this one did not disappoint. Dr. Henry has 56 years of pastoral experience, he served as president of the Southern Baptist Convention and he has served as a spiritual consultant to US presidents and national leaders. Those things…and many more…made this a very interesting book for my summer reading. You will especially enjoy it if you are a life-long Southern Baptist and remember the battle we fought for the inerrancy of Scripture 30+ years ago.

Firefall 2.0 by Malcolm McDow & Alvin Reid (currently reading)
John Avant, Senior Pastor of First Baptist Church, Concord, TN said about this book: “Firefall 2.0 is one of the most important books you will ever read because it is about the most important thing we need — a fresh move of God among us! Learn from God’s work in the past to prepare for God’s work in the present!”

I firmly believe that the greatest need in the American church today is a true God-sent, Holy Ghost revival. Not just a series of meetings where an evangelist comes in and preaches 4 or 5 sermons about how we need a greater commitment to God. I’m talking about a true move of God. I’m talking about preachers and people who flood the altars of our churches repenting of our sins and pleading with God to do a special work among us in these last days.

This book provides a wonderful history of true revivals from the Old Testament to our modern era. Especially interesting is the section about revivals during the Reformation period. There is also a section about modern revival movements from the time of the Puritans to today.

Dr. McDow was an evangelism professor at Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary and Dr. Reid is an evangelism professor at Southeastern Baptist Theological Seminary. Dr. Reid was a student of Dr. McDow!

I LOVE to read. I wish I had more time to read even more but here are three books that I believe will bless you and your walk with the Lord.

What are YOU reading? Share with me in the comment section.

Every Poppo Needs A…


Dear Ellie,
I don’t even know where to begin with your letter. For every grandchild, I write them a special letter from me on or around their birthday. I started it with your cousins Hudson and Harper. Now, it’s your turn.

I think I have been expecting you for a little more than 31 years. When your momma was born, I KNEW that one day she would have a little girl who would bring as much joy to her as she brought to me. Your momma is the definition of “Daddy’s Girl” — always has been, always will be. Based on my very early observations, I have a feeling you are going to be a Daddy’s Girl too. That’s a good thing. As you grow, I will teach you how to use that to your every advantage. I’m already watching you wrap your daddy around your finger and I’ve been standing back and smiling because I KNOW what’s going to happen.

There are a few things I would like to share with you as we start this journey of life together.

First, and you already know this. God loves you, your parents love you, and Nana and I love you. Those are three things you can ALWAYS count on. I don’t care what happens in your life or where you go in life, our love for you is unconditional. There is absolutely nothing you can ever do to make us stop loving you.

I think you already know how much God loves you. I think all babies know that because I believe that the last place you lived before you were in mommy’s tummy was in Heaven. You were quite stubborn and didn’t want to join us in the “real world” yesterday (8/21/17). I wasn’t there, but your daddy told me that he thought you had latched on to mommy’s insides with your toes and weren’t going to turn loose! That sounds about right. I know if I had to leave the warmth and comfort of Heaven and my mommy’s womb, I’d want to stay too. We will do our very best to make you feel safe and loved here too. Don’t worry.

The second thing I want to tell you is about your nickname. I actually titled your letter, “Every Poppo Needs A…” as a little tease for your nickname. Every time a grandchild is born, I get to know them a bit and then give them a name that is special for them and that I call them. I call Hudson, Scooter — you will understand that soon enough. I call Harper — Little Bit because she was so tiny. I decided on your nickname before you were born.

When your momma was born, she was the first grandchild for my parents, Granny and Popple. Popple is the one who started this nickname thing. Oh how I wish you could have known him. He lives in heaven now, but I feel like he is with me and I am trying to be as good a Poppo as my daddy was a Popple. The grandchildren called him Popple because of your momma. That’s the advantage of being the first grandchild. You get to pick the names of your grandparents and the rest of the grandchildren basically follow along. For some reason, your momma couldn’t quite say Pappa and it sounded like Popple. So that was it.

It didn’t take him long to give your momma a nickname. She was his Punkin Doodle. I have absolutely no idea what a Punkin Doodle is but that’s what he called her. Popple had a very special relationship with my sister (your Aunt B) and your momma. I always wanted that kind of relationship with my daughter too. And I have it with your momma. I’ll tell you everything you need to know about your momma as you get older. She thinks she rules the roost, but I’ve just let her believe that for almost 32 years. There are some good stories I will tell you. Stick with me Ellie and you will be running this house in no time flat!

Back to my story. After Popple went to heaven, there was nobody who called your momma Punkin Doodle any more. Popple called your Knuckle Dustin, PeeWee and I always have called him PeeWee and now YOU can call him Knuckle PeeWee! But when Popple died, the name Punkin Doodle faded away.

The more I have thought about it, the more I have realized that Every Poppo Needs a PUNKIN DOODLE….so there you go. That’s your name. You are my Punkin Doodle. After having met you, it fits. I still don’t know what it means, but when I saw you, I knew I had made the right choice. My daddy would be proud of me and he would so love you.

The third thing I want to tell you is that this family is CRAZY! The more I hang around them, the more I realize that the only sane ones left are Scooter, Little Bit and Poppo! You have joined a very exclusive club. You will meet them all — Nana, Knuckle PeeWee, Aunty Em (I just decided that’s what you would call her), Granny (don’t even get me started) and ALL the rest. It can be overwhelming sometimes, but again…stick with me. I will guide you through the maze of craziness and you will come to love all of them. They really are cool people!

Finally, I want to tell you about your momma and daddy. They have their quirks but I can already tell that they love you more than anything. They have that look in their eyes when they look at you. Your parents are going to teach you so many things as you grow that will help you later on in life. I have watched them mature and grow since they got married and I’m convinced they are ready for the challenge. You won’t always agree with them and there will be times when you don’t like them very much. That’s ok. Just remember they are doing the most important job that God every gave to people — raising children. They are going to tell you about Jesus and they are going to show you what it means to love Jesus and follow Him. Watch them, listen to them, cut them a lot of slack — they really are doing the best they can.

You are a blessing and miracle from God for us. I look forward to watching you grow and I can’t wait until you are big enough to play with us. It’s going to be a blast! I’ve gotten quite good at this whole Poppo thing, if I do say so myself.

Punkin Doodle, always remember that God has a special plan for you and there is absolutely NOTHING you cannot do when you follow Him and trust Him. Nana and I love you and I promise you can always count on us.

Welcome to our world! Let’s go have some fun.

Dear Hudson…#3

IMG_9617.JPGDear Hudson,

Three years ago today, I met you for the first time. I held you close to me and I whispered in your ear — “Hudson, God loves you and I love you. Both of us always will.”

From that day forward, your parents and grandparents have done our very best to make sure you realize that — God loves you and we love you…and we always will.

The “terrible 2’s” turned out to be just that…according to some. You are becoming more independent every day (if that is possible). You have spent this past year telling us that you can do it by yourself and your favorite phrase right now is — “Poppo, I told you…” Your momma and daddy are doing a great job teaching you right from wrong and how to behave, but you are waging a pretty strong resistance as well. When James Dobson wrote the book, “Strong-Willed Child,” I think he should have included your picture.

My theory is that your strong personality is going to serve you well as you grow older. You will be a leader. I’m guessing now that you will be a politician or a preacher. You sure know how to “work the crowd” and you are able to charm everyone you meet.

As usual, this has been a pretty eventful year for you. Your baby sister made her appearance in September, 2016. Harper is your opposite. She is stoic and quiet (for now) and the two of you compliment each other very well. You have been a great big brother. You help take care of Harper and you make sure that I give her to somebody else when you want me to chase you — which is most of the time.

I’ve never seen anybody who loves to run like you do. “Poppo, I bet you can’t chase me.” I do my very best, but you are a fast little rascal and we run through the house and in the yard and anywhere else you can find to just take off and go. Even Rosie has gotten in the game and you chase her and then she chases you. Rosie and I seem to get tired a lot quicker than you do.

As usual, there are some big changes coming to the family. In August of this year, we get a new member of our club. Aunt Deeves and Knuckle Nate are having a baby! Ellie Jean will be your cousin and we can’t wait to meet her. You are going to be outnumbered by the girls, but I’m pretty sure you will handle it just fine.

You love popsicles, hot dogs, The Dollywood (that’s what you call it), the Aquarium and Toy Story 3. To tell you the truth, after watching that movie what seems like 100 times, I’m ready to move on to something else! You aren’t too fond of naps, but if we can convince you that after nap time we can do something fun, you are usually cooperative.

My favorite time of the week is Sunday afternoon. You and your parents come to our house where Nana fixes us a delicious lunch. After lunch, you and I go lay down on my bed where we watch a movie and then take a nap. I know that one day before long, you won’t want to do that, but for now, I promise you it is the highlight of my week.

I thank God every day for trusting your parents so much that He sent you to them. Your parents are amazing and Nana and I are so proud of the way they are raising you. I will tell you this…when they discipline you, Poppo has to go outside. It’s one of those things that I know has to be done, but I don’t like it one little bit.

So we now begin this new trip around the sun and who knows what the new year will bring. I do know this…God still loves you — He always has and He always will. Momma, Daddy, Nana, Poppo, Nonnie and Poppy all love you — and we always will. It’s a troublesome world we live in and it’s nice to know that there are people in this world who will always love you and have your back. I promise you this…your backfield is FULL of people who will do whatever it takes to make sure you grow up into the man God created you to be.

I can tell you this…grandchildren make life funner and funner every day! Poppo loves you and there is absolutely nothing you could ever do to make me stop loving you. I can’t wait to see how we handle being 3 years old. Happy birthday Scooter.


BEING with Jesus

“Then He appointed twelve, that they might be with Him and that He might send them out to preach, and to have power to heal sicknesses and to cast out demons.” (Mark 3:14-15)

As I read these verses this morning, I was convicted by the phrase “that they might be with Him.” Stop and think about that for just a minute. What does it mean to “be with Him?”

In 1978, I took notice of a young girl in my 10th grade geometry class. I probably should have been paying more attention to geometry, but I was a 10th grade boy. I assure you I was much more interested in girls than math! But there was something special about this particular girl. When I was around her, my heart fluttered and my palms got sweaty and I just couldn’t stay away from her. Her name was EDNA.

Maybe my approach was different from the one you would take, but when I took notice of EDNA I did not visit the library to see what I could learn about her. I didn’t search the internet — I didn’t even know what an internet was. Al Gore had not invented it yet. But that’s another story.

My point? I didn’t want to know a few facts about EDNA. I wanted to know EDNA! I wanted to be with her…ALL THE TIME. And the more I was around her, the more I wanted to be around her. This desire to “be with” EDNA has led me to being around her now for almost 40 years! And my heart still flutters and my palms still get sweaty and I still want to be with her…ALL THE TIME!

In one little phrase, Mark records the focus of Jesus’ ministry with His disciples. And Jesus’ approach was quite different than the modern church. We seem to be caught up in highly programmed ministries and leadership seminars and church grow ideas to reach Baby Boomers, Millennials and now Generation Z. On the surface there is absolutely nothing wrong with those things. I’ve read books about all of that and have greatly benefited from them.

But Jesus didn’t disciple the twelve by meeting with them once a week on Tuesday night and reading a few books. Read the verse again…“He appointed twelve, that they might be with Him” (emphasis added).

The thing that makes my marriage to the beautiful Miss Edna wonderful is that I love BEING WITH HER. The thing that makes our relationship with Jesus so wonderful is when we discover that we don’t need more facts ABOUT Jesus. We need more time WITH Jesus. Read the New Testament and do a study of the number of times Jesus told His followers to “abide in Him.”

Discipleship is about being with Jesus and allowing Him to speak through His Word and to guide us in our lives. Don’t get caught up in the culture of growing churches man’s way. Let’s stick with Jesus’ way…make up your mind that more than anything else, you want the presence of Jesus in your life…all day…every day.