Pressed is good . . .

Life has a way of teaching us things we may not want to learn. I am in one of those times. To be disciplined is a great thing, but the life of non discipline has proven to place me where I am presently. To move from here to there, there will have to be a plan in place, and it will have to be followed. I heard yesterday that "Failing to plan, is planning to fail" . I do not want to continue in the way that I have been. W. L. Bateman said "If you keep on doing what you've always done, you'll keep on getting what you've always got." I have got to embrace discipline in my life. Peace (Photo from http://www.sgeier.net/fractals/indexe.php )

Life is Strange sometimes . . .

Is it me, or is it odd how our lives weave a pattern through this world? We move and change as the days come and go. Is there such thing as a Constant in life?? Friend and acquaintances come and go as we enter or leave seasons of our lives. Wow, I sound kinda philosophical. I am 42 years old, or young and I have engaged life on several fronts, maybe not all pleasant, but all good to their respective degrees. I began this world as a child, that did not ask to be brought into this world. My little pond landed me in Detroit in 1966. My parents loved me and worked through life together to make our home awesome. I went to school made friends had fun worked hard and all the stuff that goes along with that. I dated and enjoyed the company of the opposite sex. I attended two colleges. I met my wife. I worked several "JOBS". I have enjoyed the joy and the pressure of having Children (3). I have been a pastor with the desire to point people away from "Bad Religion" and to a wonderful loving "Sweet Jesus". I have struggled as a hypocrite - desiring to be a better person than I know I actually am. I am a love of people exactly where they are hoping to encourage them to explore life and hope as they move on this continuum. I do not see life as a single trip that has a definite beginning and a definite ending. I see life as a continuation into something different. Something beyond death. I see life from a Bibliocentric viewpoint. I see God as a lover of His Creation and the payer of the ultimate price to redeem or buy back His love - Man - lost in the garden. I can not explain it all, nor will I ever in this realm be able to explain it all. I have placed my Faith in what Jesus has done that I could not do for myself. I long to live the way that Jesus lived in my life. Wow, writing . . . I long to be out of debt. I thought slavery was abolished long ago in America. I have made myself slave to others. I do not like this place where I am at in regard to finances. I have been set free by Jesus to love and enjoy life, but often I find myself entangled into the passions of this world. I long for the rest that Jesus talks about in the Gospels. I am looking forward to our fall study at Orchard Grove called REST. I need it. I do not know when this thing called life will end for me, but I do know that I want to finish well. I love my wife, my family, my kids, my friends, I am blessed beyond belief. Thank you. Peace

(art found at: http://www.freakuency.com/2006/10/michal-macku-gallery/ )

Anomaly . . .

Anomaly - I life an anomaly? Is our existence just a series of odd circumstances? Or is it merely our attempt to understand our existence that brings about the Anomalies. I am going to read a book called 13 Things That Don't Make Sense: The Most Baffling Scientific Mysteries of Our Time . I saw it at the book store a few weeks ago. This is where I plunged into this idea of an anomaly. Well. I miss blogging, I miss you. Peace

Just thoughts . . .

Today marks the end of the first week of school. I must say, I have enjoyed being back to school, but I am tired today. I need to get to bed sooner. I need more sleep. It has been fun riding with my daughter to work / school each morning. I am so thankful for my job.

I am beginning to get involved in my church Orchard Grove. I am a greeter at one of the doors of our church at this time. I am meeting with one of the folks that lead our pastoral care ministry in order to work with them. I am excited about this as well. I have to go to work now. I will chat with you all soon. Peace

Back to School, Back to Work, Back to Fun . . .

Today is the First Day back to school for Teachers and support staff. I am sitting in my office back early from lunch ready for our first meeting as a High School staff. I am so glad to be back to school. I really enjoy my work. The other day while working at Busch's, I was talking with the folks in my line about the value of enjoying the work you do. I do not know how it all plays out in the real world for others, but I will spend the greatest part of my life sleeping, the the second greatest bulk of my time working, then it reduces from there. If you do not love, or at least enjoy your job, what is the sense. I am not saying love every single aspect of the work, but for Pete's sake take more than just a pay check away from the experience. So what about you? What do you love, or do you think you will love doing?

O, let me tell you, I did not go into what I enjoy about my job. I work with students at a High School. I am a compassionate lover of people and I especially love to help people learn and grow and become better people. I love to walk with the hope that often resides within the youth. I see the potential energy that is bound up within their souls. It gives me life to engage them in thoughts and dreams. I am built for this type of work. I love the kids that are struggling all the way to the kids that have a clue just what is going on. I am so blessed.

I look forward to seeing you all back at school. I hope to blog more this year than I did in the summer. Peace

School . . .

I am back at School. I can not believe that I did not blog more this summer. It thought I would have spent some time sharing my thoughts. Well, School will begin in a few days. I am so excited. I will be the parent of a High School student for the first time this year. I do not think I am old enough for this, but here we are. I look forward to blogging this year. What are your plans for this school year? Peace

There is no thing like home . . .

I had a great time with my brother, his son and my boys. We saw a lot of the south and much of the Tennessee river. We had some great southern Bar-B-Q. Drank some real southern sweetea. It was wonderful being in the south again. It is nice to be home and I will share more with you soon. Peace