Surfing

I was surfing the net... something I don't get to do very often. Do people actually surf the net? I've heard of people surfing TV channels...

I've read mostly very serious concerns tonight everything from the mayor of Detroit's woes to Matthew McConaughey is going to be a daddy to the tragedy of Heath Ledger's early demise to a serious discussion of people's vanity. Being the opinionated person that I am, I was busily expressing my opinions of each of these concerns (not out loud, that would sound crazy) when it suddenly struck me that the tragedies of humankind are common to man.

And then I surfed through Michael Synder's blog and I found something unique that put everything into perspective for me. But I'll let Thursday's Guest explain it to you.

I'll be reviewing Michael's new book My Name Is Russell Fink in February. I got a sneak peek at it back in 2006 or was it 2005 when he wrote a very strange, but quite halarious short story.

His book is that story. I can hardly wait to dive into it. It's things like this that put the world into perspective. What is crucially critical to one person may be just a brief sojourn to another. What may be heartbreaking for some, may be juicy gossip to another. What may be a deep study of how we look to each other and to God, may just be an enjoyable read to another. We are all different and yet the same.