What is the good life?

Sunday morning, I was sitting in church when that question was asked. It made me really think about the things I seek to attain in life and the values I want to impart on my children.

When my son Al was little, we’d go to the park just about every afternoon. A lot of times, we would see these kids running up the slide backwards. Their parents just let them have at it, but when Al would try to do the same thing, I would stop him, and tell him that it would hurt him. A lot of times, all of these years later, I’m back at the playground. Except now, the dangers are a lot more serious than a boo boo or two.

Some people think the good life is equated with an abundance of expensive items and money, but there has got to be more.