I've come to the conclusion that interesting is over rated. Let me explain.
When I was little, I thought of my parents as normal people. My Dad went to work, my Mom stayed home and raised us. Life as a kid was pretty simple. I did my homework, cleaned my bedroom, and played with my friends. I didn't really think about it being boring, or interesting. It just was.
When I got a little older, and I was given a little more freedom, my friends and I liked to ride our bikes to the local Wal-Mart. That to us was exciting because it was something we could do without our parents supervision. Sometimes we even went to the local movie theater( usually after being dropped off by our parents because it was a little bit farther). One friend and I took every Friday and went on a hike in the nearby foothills. I can't even remember all the times we got into trouble of some sort.
Life was life, and it still is. However, the older you get, the more responsibility you have. The more responsibility you have, the less adventure your life is involved with. I don't mean that life has to be boring, or can't be interesting. I mean that those who are adults have responsibilities that they need to fulfill. As a result, they can't just take the day and wander through the foothills all the time, or stay up all night talking about boys. (Yeah, we did that one too, quite a bit. While trying to quietly walk through my house to the garage so we could climb up into the rafters where it was more exciting :P)
The thing is, when I was a kid, I always thought my life would be really exciting all the time. That I would have endless adventures, and explore unknown places (I had a pretty vivid imagination, what can I say?). What I didn't know then, and what I'm learning to reconcile now, is that life can't always be exciting and interesting. It might be fun to go and have adventures all over the world, but no matter where you go, life will always catch up with you.
I'm not James Bond, nor do I wish to be. And even if I was, I would still have to come home at the end of the day. Life is meant to be lived, and experienced, but the definition of that experience will always be determined by me and what I choose to do with what I am given. That being said, I like my life, and I need to learn to appreciate what I have. God has blessed me tremendously, and to be dissatisfied simply because things are not as exciting as I would like them to be is selling not only myself, but God's gifts, short.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
The election, politics, etc...
Tuesday night, our President was re-elected. Do I think he was the best choice for our country? No. He is in fact, against almost everything I believe in. But that's not the point. The point is, he was re-elected. Our nation chose him to continue to be our leader, and with that comes a certain degree of respect.
I'm not saying that being disappointed that Romney didn't win is being disrespectful. What I am saying is that being hateful and vindictive towards Obama is. What it comes down to, really, is how you decide to act. It's understandable if you want to disagree with things a person in charge is doing. But again, disagreeing, and being disrespectful are two different things. America has had bad presidents before, and Romney certainly wasn't going to be our nation's savior. In fact, if you look at the political history of the two, it is remarkably similar.
What it comes down to is this: Our nation won't be destroyed by one man, just like it can't be saved by one man. Our government has three branches, for the purpose of checks and balances. The President does not have all the power. In fact, the power is pretty evenly distributed between the three, although the President does have certain authority that does not belong to Congress or the Judicial system.
So what does this mean? It means that if you don't like the way our country is going, then change it. Especially as Christians, we are called to care for the poor, the widows and the orphans. When was the last time a mega church (and there are tons of them in the country) put something together that was more than a handout? Ever stop to think that maybe people wouldn't be crying to the government to give them free health care, free food and free money if that was provided willingly by the church? Think about it. The biggest argument that Christians I know have against big government is that those are services that should be provided for by the private sector, that people should have the freedom to willingly give their money to help the less fortunate, instead of being forced to through ridiculously high taxes. But it comes out the same. Either you give to the poor through charity, or you give to the poor through taxes.
The reason Obama was re-elected is because those who don't have the means to support themselves will have a better chance of doing so under him. Those who do have the means to support themselves are becoming much fewer and more far between, so the group of people adversely affected by his policy changes is becoming smaller and smaller. I don't think taxing the living daylights out of us is the answer to that problem, but maybe there wouldn't be such a problem if we actually got up and did something about it. Stop complaining about what he is doing. Stop whining about how he was not the President you wanted. Get up off your butt and do something about it. It's only gonna change if we work from the inside out.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Fear
"The only thing we have to fear, is fear itself." (FDR) You never really know how true that is, until you experience it for yourself. More specifically, until you realize you are afraid, and the only reason for that fear is simply because you don't know what it will be like. I have now been in Texas for a little over six months. I've made a few friends, gotten involved in church, landed a good job. All of that is good, but since I moved here, I have done absolutely nothing about trying to connect to any of the Deaf community out here (and yes, it does exist, I've looked). The only reason I can think of, is fear. It's scary to me, to put myself in yet another new situation. And not just a situation where I'm meeting new people (that would be scary enough) but a situation where I have to use another language that is not completely natural to me. It's fun, once I can get myself to go, but taking that first step is always the hardest.
There's a deaf church in the area. It starts before my church does, and I've felt for weeks now like I should visit, that I should try to go to both churches. The problem is, I'm scared. It took most of my spunk to move here; I don't have whole lot left with which to continuously place myself in unfamiliar situations. But I want to go, and I know that once I do, it won't be so bad. It's just the idea of it. But I'm tired of being afraid. I'm tired of avoiding situations simply because they sound scary. And I'm tired of pretending like everything is ok, I'm tired of pretending that I'm not afraid. I'm terrified. But I'm going to do it anyway. Wanna know why? Because that is the area of my life that is the hardest to keep up with, but it's also the most important. It's something that I am determined to pursue, in spite of the fear that wants to hold me back. Lord give me strength.
There's a deaf church in the area. It starts before my church does, and I've felt for weeks now like I should visit, that I should try to go to both churches. The problem is, I'm scared. It took most of my spunk to move here; I don't have whole lot left with which to continuously place myself in unfamiliar situations. But I want to go, and I know that once I do, it won't be so bad. It's just the idea of it. But I'm tired of being afraid. I'm tired of avoiding situations simply because they sound scary. And I'm tired of pretending like everything is ok, I'm tired of pretending that I'm not afraid. I'm terrified. But I'm going to do it anyway. Wanna know why? Because that is the area of my life that is the hardest to keep up with, but it's also the most important. It's something that I am determined to pursue, in spite of the fear that wants to hold me back. Lord give me strength.
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