(written on the 4th and 5th of July from notes taken previously)
I was up later today after my super late night last night, though not late enough to get a good night’s sleep 😅. In fact, I had a little bit of a genealogical hangover. 🙃
I think I got up somewhere around 8:30?
I chatted with the Big Guy and put on some uplifting music before then checking in on BYD’s stock. I imagine I’ve mentioned how I’ve been contemplating getting back into the stock market as a more long-term trader or swing trader instead of a day trader?
If I haven’t mentioned it, then I guess here you go now. 🙃
BYD was one of the stocks that was drawing me in, as I felt like it was massively oversold, investors focusing only on the most recent news instead of on the broader outlook of the ginormous company that’s set to take off.
I had been watching the price drop and drop and drop quite surprisingly, and it felt like it would be sort of stupid not to invest.
But I’ve sort of held back, partly I think out of the fear of just repeating the same mistakes I’ve made over and over again, and partly because, despite my relative confidence that the stock is likely going to go up by 50 to 100% over the next year or two, because of how well they’ve positioned themselves in the market, it still has an air of gambling to it, and that’s… not comfortable. I’ve generally done well coming up with ways of making money that actually produce a product or service and obviously not well at disciplining myself to make money in the markets.
Anyway, I bring that up because BYD’s stock jumped significantly today on good news for deliveries for the month while I was hemming and hawing about getting back in the market. 🙃
I suppose it could still come down again, and it’s still significantly oversold, in my opinion, compared to where it’s likely going to be in a year or two when the factories they’re building open and start producing product that increases their bottom line instead of just sucking up investment capital, but… as much as it’s often considered prudent to have long-term investments in the markets… I just… hesitate… feeling like maybe that’s not where I should be?
I don’t know.
And especially right now seemingly being such a poor time to “get in” with the markets already so… inflated?
At some point, it just can’t be sustainable, right?
😅
And I just… I feel like my focus… needs to be elsewhere, not drawn in on a focus of making money. The longer I live the more money, stuff, entertainment… they all feel like a waste of the precious time I have.
There’s so much more I want out of life than thinking and worrying about that stuff.
I guess the longer I spend living in a van, the more I feel like it matches my heart and my deepest desires. Do I still want a stationary home to call my own? Yes. But perhaps the cheapest possible home that’s comfortable.
I don’t want obligations that require decades of my life to fulfill, just for a place to live. I’d rather live on dirt floors and spend my time helping, loving, and encouraging people than stuck working for years and years and years for a comfortable place to rest my body.
Anyway…
Tangent.
I found out this morning that a couple of younger 20-something? women have, very publicly, accused some really wonderful people, including one I know personally, of really awful things.
I know what that’s like. I’ve been accused of really awful things (and I think it’s understandable enough for people to have made the leaps they made about me given the struggles I do have and the realities we see in society around us, but they were false accusations all the same). In my case, rumors and accusations flew, and I think many? people who meant the world to me started believing the rumors about me.
The fallout from all of that had an enormous impact on my life that persists to this day. As we’re all familiar, even when rumors and accusations are false, the negative consequences can be very real, very painful, and very destructive.
Gratefully, God is in charge, and truth will, ultimately, prevail–even if injustice persists for a lifetime and all looks dark.
I think of Joseph in Egypt and his recognition in Genesis 50:20 of God’s hand leading him through difficult and painful situations (one of which included being falsely accused). However painful and difficult the way, even if the obstacle to overcome seems impossibly big, God. is. bigger.
So, with absolute confidence in God, we can say, “Bring it on. Come what may.”
We follow the Spirit, we emulate the Savior, we stand firmly and boldly for truth and light, and we trust that God has us covered, no matter what follows, no matter how comfortable or uncomfortable the blessings might be. We give thanks to God for the opportunities to experience and receive them, to learn and grow and to become more like Him through the gift of those experiences.
God. Is. Bigger. 🙏
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I spent some time chatting with my mom about family history stuff (what I had found last night 😊). I spent some time chatting with Cory, and I spent time chatting with Family Search volunteers (I was battling the Family Search app 😅).
Sometime during the early afternoon, I rode up with my sister to Rapid to run some errands with her. The first one didn’t really involve me, so I sat outside in the shade working on my journal catch-up efforts (and making progress! 🎉).
Then we dida bunch of shopping, bouncing around from Walmart to Sam’s Club to Fleet Farm, and finally, to Menard’s.
We got back home later in the evening, unloading stuff from the car, and then once all together, enjoying a beautiful message President Gordon B. Hinckley gave way back in 1992. I loved President Hinckley. 🥰
Lift the world.
Bring it on.
~ stephen
Lift the World 