Ron Ross
Loveland, Colorado, United States
You and I are allowed to spend a limited time on this little blue planet; therefore, I believe we should do everything we can to squeeze the most life out of each day God gives us.
In pursuit of that yearning, back in the 1990s I started writing a weekly newspaper column designed to help the discouraged, distracted and disillusioned discover and develop real meaning and purpose in life. I continue to read, research, and write with the same goal in mind.
My theme is “You’re Something Special.” I write in my blog and in several papers. My stuff is read by thousands every week. On the blog I often post additional articles and thoughts that I hope will help you get the most out of your life.
I grew up in a parsonage, have been a missionary, pastor, author, publisher and more. My viewpoints are unapologetically Christian based.
For those who want to know more – here is some personal stuff about yours truly:
My wife of over 51 years and I have been on a variety of adventures - from being missionaries in Zambia for 7-years to house sitting on an elegant estate in Point Loma (San Diego) California for 9 months.
Though I barely graduated from High School in 1961, I fell in love with education and have three earned degrees. But mostly I love to self-educate. I read voraciously, have been to uncountable seminars and training sessions, and I love to join discussion groups on almost any subject.
As the years go by, I have never stopped learning. It is clear to me that the more you know; the more you know you don’t know. (I think it was Aristotle who first said that.)
Besides a variety of interesting adventures over the years, I have also endured a few not-so-significant achievements, many of which I have subjugated to the land of forgotten screw-ups.
I have been fired from jobs, missed some great opportunities, made bad investments, and started businesses that failed. I have also disappointed friends and loved ones with unwise words, foolish ventures, and dim-witted decisions.
But through it all I knew one thing, I was here for a reason and by golly I was going to fulfill my destiny. It didn’t matter to me how far I would have to travel, how many books I would have to read, classes I would have to take, or how many mistakes I would have to make. I had a mission to accomplish, even if at times I didn’t know what that mission was.