Something from Max Lucado to begin the week:

"My dad repaired oil-field engines for a living and rebuilt car engines for fun. Dad loved machines. But God game him a mechanical moron...a son who couldn't differentiate between a differential and a brake disc. My dad tried to teach me. I tried to learn Honestly, I did.

"Machine anesthetized me. But books fascinated me. What does a mechanic do with a son who loves books? He gives him a library card. Buys him a few volumes for Christmas. Places a lamp by his bed so he can read at night. Pays tuition so his son can study college literature in high school. My dad did that.

"You know what he didn't do? Never one did he say, 'Why can't you be a mechanic like your dad and granddad?' The greatest gift you can give your children is not your riches, but revealing to them their own!"

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