To Vote, or to Not Vote (that is the real question….)
Posted: October 23, 2010 Filed under: EMS, Spirituality, Thoughts 15 Comments »
The more I think about it, the more I am inclined to NOT vote. I’ve not settled on an opinion yet, I’m just thinking through this. Bear with me, while I process this for a few minutes – then, I’d love to hear your thoughts on this.
Those that know me, know that I’m a raging moderate. My friends on the Left think I am very conservative. My friends on the Right, well, they think of me as being very liberal. The reality is, I’m neither. I tend to pick and choose issues as they come along. I don’t align with any political party. I align myself with Kingdom principles: compassion, love, simplicity, transparency, accountability, and obedience to Truth. If anyone, any party, or any organization – Left, or Right – is opposed to the purity of Truth, I will speak up against it.
Dads
Posted: October 17, 2010 Filed under: Parenting, Thoughts 4 Comments »
The longer I’m a Dad, the more I appreciate mine. The more I watch my kids interact with their Mom, the more I appreciate my Mom. I finally am beginning to realize the effort, the love, the hopes, and the fears that a parent feels towards their kids.
A couple of days ago I walked into our homeschool classroom and found my very curious daughter watching an historical video. A baby had just been born, and my Darling Daughter was grinning ear-to-ear. On the spot, I made an executive decision and altered my agenda. I sat down next to her.
Nothing on my To-Do list was more important than sharing these moments with my first-born kid.
An Axe to Grind
Posted: October 14, 2010 Filed under: Parenting, Thoughts 6 Comments »
The other day I met a man who had nothing good to say. In fact, he complained about everything. But he didn’t stop with complaining; he actually was trying to fix every wrong that ever existed – the economy, healthcare, customer service, the government, racial slights, or just about every slight he’d ever experienced in his 75 years of life. He was sort of likable, but he complained for the entire 60 minutes he was in my life.
I believe he had valid complaints, but the problem is, none of the things he complained about are going to change. Either they are in the past, unchangeable, or he’s not spoken to the people responsible. As my Dad used to say, “some people think it’s easier to complain about it, then it is to actually change it.” As we dropped the man off, I mentioned that man had an axe to grind, but it wasn’t getting any sharper.
