sometimes when my kids or a friend asks me if I am excited about an upcoming event I usually respond with “not much”, which is usually an understatement if not an outright lie. I deny being crazy excited to protect my tough guy , show no emotion image. Oh well, to hear my kids talk that image got blown up years ago. Anyway, I tend to dwell on fun things, exciting things, new and never experienced things, and challenges. By dwell on I mean think about 24/7 over and over again. Each round elevates the excitement and anticipation of the event so by the time  when I actually go or do what I am anticipating it is usually anticlimactic, being no where near what I had been visualizing in living color. I am heading up to Alaska in a week to fish for Sockeye salmon which is just about the funest event in my life. I have been catching hundreds of fish in my imagination all day long every day for a month. So if you talk to me this weekend in church it may look like I am on drugs because I will be mentally gone to Soldotna, Alaska. Don’t take it personal. I think a lot about and visualize heaven now, but as wild as some of my day dreams are I don’t think I am remotely close to the beauty, the joy, the excitement of the real thing. The part that gets me most excited is my new body. Mine will fly faster than superman at least that is what I am anticipating, you can ride a horse in your new body if  you like. I choose not to dwell on the bad things of the past or to dwell on future possible trials, instead I fish and fly.