Greetings,
Over the years I have come to realize that there are some things that I am good at and then there are some things that I am not good at. I am not sure which one outweighs the other but I am sure that someone is keeping track of both of them. One of the things that I am good at is sending greeting cards to people. I have know idea which part of the brain that task is assigned to but I can tell you, whatever side it is, it isn't working.
I mention the card thing because today is Mother's Day. This is the day that we honor those who have given us the gift of life. Now, probably most of you, knowing me the way you do, are thinking that I should be God or Dad some of the credit for this thing called life. Since God has Sundays and Dad's have a day in June let us just ponder for a moment this day set aside for our Moms!
I didn't send my Mom a card today. I will call her later and wish her a happy Mother's Day. I didn't buy a card for two reasons: 1) She will need to be where I live to get her gift and 2) I like to write my own words and, in my own humble opinion, I can believe that I can come up with better words than Hallmark! Having written all of that I want to tell you about my Mom!
Normally other people would probably tell you that their moms are just like any other mom. I am not other people and my mom is not like any other normal mom, my mom is special. I know that you are probably thinking that your mom is special as well. And you would be right in thinking that. However, my mom is special to me! I have no doubt that if I met your mother I would thoroughly enjoy her company but she would not be special to me. So, let me rephrase the statement I wrote earlier. My mom is special because she is my mom. That might seem like a childish statement and it probably is. The reason that is is because I am her child! Are you following me?
If not, then let me go on. Of all the wonderful traits that my mother has, and there are many, the one that I think has inspired me the most is my mother's ability to overcome tragedy. After 42 years of life I have realized how strong my mother really is. Her ability to process tragedy in the life of our family and bring hope where hope can not be found, joy when all joy seems gone, and strength where weakness abounds, inspires me to be a stronger person. I have seen her deal with the death of a grandchild in an incredibly strong manner. I have seen the strength that she possesses. I have seen the love that she shares with all of her children. I have seen the model of a woman she has given to my sister and I have seen the model of a wife that she has shared with her sons. I have seen! I have seen my mother in so many different situations share her strength, composure, and faith strengthen us all. I have seen! I have seen my mother bandage her children's scrapes and I have seen her mend the broken hearts of her kids. I have seen a mother who is dedicated to her children and their father. I have seen a PTA mom, a sports fan mom (slide, baby, slide), a mom who has watched as her children were married and when their children were buried , and in both cases the love stayed the same, as it always has. I have seen!
I am, partly, what I am today because of what I have seen in my mother. I have seen her love and her compassion. I have seen her discipline and, in looking back, I know she was right! I have tried to be what I have seen! But, mostly, I have cherished the memory of seeing her face after waking up from brain surgery. Just before going under for my first brain surgery I gave my mother a book. It was called "Hope For the Flowers". Hope For the Flowers is a 1973 children's novel by Trina Paulus. It is an enduring fable about two caterpillars. I gave her that book because I wanted her to know that Hope is what she has taught me.
Today is Mother's Day and mine is special...I know that because of what I have seen!
God Bless you Mommy!
Derek
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
That is AWESOME!
Greetings,
Once again the business of life has gotten in the way of my writing. With my daughter's graduation coming up, our church fundraiser this Sunday, and the general day to day stuff , I have found myself stretched from my writing! Oh well, what can you do?
Today I want to share with you an amazing experience I had last week. After Stephanie's tennis tournament last Saturday Christine and I found ourselves perusing the shelves of the nearest Barnes and Noble book store. It was while I was in the humor section when I found a book. I am not sure whether it was the bright colors of the front cover that pulled me towards it or whether God Himself was pulling me toward a book that would bring a smile to an other wise mournful day. I wasn't sure why I began reading this book. All I know was that I could not put it down.
Normally, a book that I pick up to read at a bookstore is one that would take me a better part of a day to read. However, this book was written in such a way that I was finished with it in a matter of minutes. And when I finished it I I felt a sense of renewal. The words that had been put down on paper moved me to, perhaps, consider the possibility that the people around me weren't all idiots. For one brief moment in time I felt connected to humanity. The pages in this book convinced me that, in a general sense, we are all alike.
The name of the book is The Book of Awesome and it is written by Neil Pasricha . For many years Neil kept a blog, somewhat like this one. He had created it as a get away from his daily grind. After working his nine to five job he was able to come home and laugh. The Book of Awesome is a collection of the tiniest things in life that make you smile, brightens your day, and changes your attitude for the better. Neil has been collecting these awesome things for years. What started out as a hobby has turned into a multi million hit blog!
The premise of the book is quite simple. It list 1000 awesome things that people find comforting. I know you are probably thinking to yourself, "what the heck is this man talking about?". Well, the easiest way to explain it to you is to give you examples of things that are awesome.
1. When cashiers open up new lanes at the grocery store...that's awesome!
2. Snow days...for the kids that is awesome!
3. The smell and sound of a campfire... that's awesome!
4. When your microwave popcorn pops perfectly...that's awesome!
5. Old folks who sit on their porch and wave at you when you go by...that's awesome!
I hope that you are beginning to get the idea of the awesome things that I am talking about. To read more awesome things you can go to http://www.1000awesomethings.com/.
After reading this book I began thinking to myself what I considered to be awesome. We all have those little things in our lives that can take a bad and turn it upside down in mere minutes. Things like flipping your pillow over to the cool side, rubbing a new baby's bald head, or the smell of rain on a hot sidewalk. All of these things are the little things that make up our lives. I believe that so many of us are concentrating on the big things of life we forget to notice tiny awesome things in life.
On my journey home I have found that God has blessed me with the little things. There are times when I become so tired of fighting pain that I just want to give up. It is during these times when God chooses to remind of the little awesome things in life like opening and sniffing a new can of tennis balls. Silly? Maybe, but it is small things that life that can take awful and turn it in to AWESOME! Life really isn't about the big things we do it's about the little things. It's the smell of leaves on a brisk fall morning. It's being the guy on the construction team who gets to hold the stop sign, it's being able to solve anything in life with rock-paper-scissors. Our lives are an accumulation of little things. It's the awesome things in life that make life awesome and I can assure I know. When we find ourselves in life threatening situations we don't think about how much a new roof is going to cost we think about our families. We think about our children's first step or the sound of our spouse's voice as they say, "I love you". No, our lives are not defined by the great accomplishments in life. Our lives are defined by the little things wait, I mean to say the awesome things!
So, take time this moment and think of the little awesome things in your life. Take a moment to bring to mind the funny, quirky, priceless moments in your life and when you do I'll bet the farm that it brings a smile to your face. God is in the little things. So if your missing God look for Him in the little blessings of life! Finally, go to the web page I mentioned above and then come back and use the comment section under this blog to share your awesome things with others. I can't wait to read them. Whether it's peeling an orange in one shot or the smell of bakery air our lives are filled with AWESOME things!
Until next time,
Derek
Once again the business of life has gotten in the way of my writing. With my daughter's graduation coming up, our church fundraiser this Sunday, and the general day to day stuff , I have found myself stretched from my writing! Oh well, what can you do?
Today I want to share with you an amazing experience I had last week. After Stephanie's tennis tournament last Saturday Christine and I found ourselves perusing the shelves of the nearest Barnes and Noble book store. It was while I was in the humor section when I found a book. I am not sure whether it was the bright colors of the front cover that pulled me towards it or whether God Himself was pulling me toward a book that would bring a smile to an other wise mournful day. I wasn't sure why I began reading this book. All I know was that I could not put it down.
Normally, a book that I pick up to read at a bookstore is one that would take me a better part of a day to read. However, this book was written in such a way that I was finished with it in a matter of minutes. And when I finished it I I felt a sense of renewal. The words that had been put down on paper moved me to, perhaps, consider the possibility that the people around me weren't all idiots. For one brief moment in time I felt connected to humanity. The pages in this book convinced me that, in a general sense, we are all alike.
The name of the book is The Book of Awesome and it is written by Neil Pasricha . For many years Neil kept a blog, somewhat like this one. He had created it as a get away from his daily grind. After working his nine to five job he was able to come home and laugh. The Book of Awesome is a collection of the tiniest things in life that make you smile, brightens your day, and changes your attitude for the better. Neil has been collecting these awesome things for years. What started out as a hobby has turned into a multi million hit blog!
The premise of the book is quite simple. It list 1000 awesome things that people find comforting. I know you are probably thinking to yourself, "what the heck is this man talking about?". Well, the easiest way to explain it to you is to give you examples of things that are awesome.
1. When cashiers open up new lanes at the grocery store...that's awesome!
2. Snow days...for the kids that is awesome!
3. The smell and sound of a campfire... that's awesome!
4. When your microwave popcorn pops perfectly...that's awesome!
5. Old folks who sit on their porch and wave at you when you go by...that's awesome!
I hope that you are beginning to get the idea of the awesome things that I am talking about. To read more awesome things you can go to http://www.1000awesomethings.com/.
After reading this book I began thinking to myself what I considered to be awesome. We all have those little things in our lives that can take a bad and turn it upside down in mere minutes. Things like flipping your pillow over to the cool side, rubbing a new baby's bald head, or the smell of rain on a hot sidewalk. All of these things are the little things that make up our lives. I believe that so many of us are concentrating on the big things of life we forget to notice tiny awesome things in life.
On my journey home I have found that God has blessed me with the little things. There are times when I become so tired of fighting pain that I just want to give up. It is during these times when God chooses to remind of the little awesome things in life like opening and sniffing a new can of tennis balls. Silly? Maybe, but it is small things that life that can take awful and turn it in to AWESOME! Life really isn't about the big things we do it's about the little things. It's the smell of leaves on a brisk fall morning. It's being the guy on the construction team who gets to hold the stop sign, it's being able to solve anything in life with rock-paper-scissors. Our lives are an accumulation of little things. It's the awesome things in life that make life awesome and I can assure I know. When we find ourselves in life threatening situations we don't think about how much a new roof is going to cost we think about our families. We think about our children's first step or the sound of our spouse's voice as they say, "I love you". No, our lives are not defined by the great accomplishments in life. Our lives are defined by the little things wait, I mean to say the awesome things!
So, take time this moment and think of the little awesome things in your life. Take a moment to bring to mind the funny, quirky, priceless moments in your life and when you do I'll bet the farm that it brings a smile to your face. God is in the little things. So if your missing God look for Him in the little blessings of life! Finally, go to the web page I mentioned above and then come back and use the comment section under this blog to share your awesome things with others. I can't wait to read them. Whether it's peeling an orange in one shot or the smell of bakery air our lives are filled with AWESOME things!
Until next time,
Derek
Friday, April 23, 2010
You Get What You Deserve!
Greetings,
Once again I find myself trying to explain why I have not entered a post in the recent past! There are so many reasons I could give you that I think I will start with the one that will attract the most sympathy for myself!
Awhile back my daughter, Stephanie, started running a fever and became congested. Christine and I, being the great parents that we are (that was a sympathy statement), decided to take her to the Dr. She got an antibiotic and was feeling better in a matter of days. Later on, my son, Jacob, started exhibiting the same symptoms. So we took him to the Dr. and repeated the same process that we had with Steph. He got to feeling better in a matter of days as well. So, now this evil fever/cough finds it's way to me. Here is where I begin to troll for the most sympathy as I can!
Before I tell you my experience with this fever/cough I need to ask you a question. Do you agree with the statement, "You get what you deserve"? I think it's a tricky question. But, let me get back to that question in a moment as I share with you the story of "a man", "his Dr.", and "the wife who told you so"!
I love the fact that my family shares things. We share bathrooms, vehicles, TV's, and, oh yes, bacteria and viruses. It was with this last item that I found myself on the business end of some creepy virus that was making it's way through the respiratory system of our family. Just as with Stephanie and Jacob I began running a fever and finding my chest tightening. Before I go on I have to say that, in my own defense, I have had quite a bit of luck recovering from colds. Well, now that I think about it, I have more luck recovering from brain surgeries. Nonetheless, after catching the bug that my son had thrown to me I was supremely confident that I would be able to whip this "thing" without the cost of medicine and a Dr.'s visit co-pay. Obviously, since I have been sympathy-grubbing and decision justifying I was wrong! Here is where the "you get what you deserve" question rears it's ugly head and my wife rears her pretty one!
In the beginning of my "cold" I had beaten the fever back into submission and was feeling very manly in my destruction of the "bug" that had sent my less able children running to the Dr. Yet, after the fever had been beaten the cough set up shop in my left lung. I admit, now that I have no other choice than to do so, I might have waited a tad bit too long to go and see my physician. It was so long that I now found out that I had pneumonia in my left lung. How it had gotten there was a mystery to me. I mean my defenses were fortified. I had seen the weakness of my children and I had made adjustments to account for any type of left flank maneuver this enemy could have thrown to me. What I didn't take into account was the awesome strength of this "bug" and the absolute weakness of my decision make process! In three days my enemy had conquered me, taken over permanent residence, changed the curtains and the wallpapers, and even made an address change to 1600 Derek's Left Lung Ave. I was whipped before I Knew that I was in a fight. So, instead of taking five pills like my children and being done with it I found myself making deals with my Dr. to keep me out of the hospital. I think I spent $16.00 dollars for both of my children's medicine. After all was said and done I was swallowing 2 antibiotic pills, 4 steroids pills, and breathing in Albuterol every four hours! Oh ye, and I also got a Toredol shot in the Doc's office just for good measure. In reality, I got what I deserved!
On my journey home I have received many things. Some of them I deserved and some I didn't. Pneumonia is no laughing matter and I jeopardized my health by letting myself think that I was somehow "bigger than the bug". However, I can look back and truly believe that I don't think I deserved 3 brain surgeries. Yet, when I look at my life as a whole I realize that it is not really about getting what you deserve it is about living with what you get. Bad things happen to good people and, sometimes, pneumonia happens to dumb people! All in all it comes down to how we react to things we get. I don't, fully, know the reason why God has allowed me to endure such pain and trials and the reason I don't know that is because I am not God. I do, however, know why I got pneumonia! God works in our lives, through our lives, and, sometimes, in spite of our lives. He gets to do that because He is God, a sovereign God! I am OK with that.
In the end, my wife was right when she told me to go to the Dr. before my cold turns into pneumonia. I have come to realize that my wife is, almost, always right when it comes to my health. The thing I can't figure out is why I don't listen to her. Maybe it's a guy thing or a macho thing. I do know it's a dumb thing! I think God knew how dumb I was going to be in my life and He blessed me with Christine to offset the damage. At any rate, that is my story and I am sticking to it.
So, as I leave you this day with thoughts of "physical vigilance" and "bodily fortification" I give you this last piece of good and sound advice...if you ever find yourself wondering whether your wife is right or not, take my advice, SHE IS!
Until next time,
Derek
Once again I find myself trying to explain why I have not entered a post in the recent past! There are so many reasons I could give you that I think I will start with the one that will attract the most sympathy for myself!
Awhile back my daughter, Stephanie, started running a fever and became congested. Christine and I, being the great parents that we are (that was a sympathy statement), decided to take her to the Dr. She got an antibiotic and was feeling better in a matter of days. Later on, my son, Jacob, started exhibiting the same symptoms. So we took him to the Dr. and repeated the same process that we had with Steph. He got to feeling better in a matter of days as well. So, now this evil fever/cough finds it's way to me. Here is where I begin to troll for the most sympathy as I can!
Before I tell you my experience with this fever/cough I need to ask you a question. Do you agree with the statement, "You get what you deserve"? I think it's a tricky question. But, let me get back to that question in a moment as I share with you the story of "a man", "his Dr.", and "the wife who told you so"!
I love the fact that my family shares things. We share bathrooms, vehicles, TV's, and, oh yes, bacteria and viruses. It was with this last item that I found myself on the business end of some creepy virus that was making it's way through the respiratory system of our family. Just as with Stephanie and Jacob I began running a fever and finding my chest tightening. Before I go on I have to say that, in my own defense, I have had quite a bit of luck recovering from colds. Well, now that I think about it, I have more luck recovering from brain surgeries. Nonetheless, after catching the bug that my son had thrown to me I was supremely confident that I would be able to whip this "thing" without the cost of medicine and a Dr.'s visit co-pay. Obviously, since I have been sympathy-grubbing and decision justifying I was wrong! Here is where the "you get what you deserve" question rears it's ugly head and my wife rears her pretty one!
In the beginning of my "cold" I had beaten the fever back into submission and was feeling very manly in my destruction of the "bug" that had sent my less able children running to the Dr. Yet, after the fever had been beaten the cough set up shop in my left lung. I admit, now that I have no other choice than to do so, I might have waited a tad bit too long to go and see my physician. It was so long that I now found out that I had pneumonia in my left lung. How it had gotten there was a mystery to me. I mean my defenses were fortified. I had seen the weakness of my children and I had made adjustments to account for any type of left flank maneuver this enemy could have thrown to me. What I didn't take into account was the awesome strength of this "bug" and the absolute weakness of my decision make process! In three days my enemy had conquered me, taken over permanent residence, changed the curtains and the wallpapers, and even made an address change to 1600 Derek's Left Lung Ave. I was whipped before I Knew that I was in a fight. So, instead of taking five pills like my children and being done with it I found myself making deals with my Dr. to keep me out of the hospital. I think I spent $16.00 dollars for both of my children's medicine. After all was said and done I was swallowing 2 antibiotic pills, 4 steroids pills, and breathing in Albuterol every four hours! Oh ye, and I also got a Toredol shot in the Doc's office just for good measure. In reality, I got what I deserved!
On my journey home I have received many things. Some of them I deserved and some I didn't. Pneumonia is no laughing matter and I jeopardized my health by letting myself think that I was somehow "bigger than the bug". However, I can look back and truly believe that I don't think I deserved 3 brain surgeries. Yet, when I look at my life as a whole I realize that it is not really about getting what you deserve it is about living with what you get. Bad things happen to good people and, sometimes, pneumonia happens to dumb people! All in all it comes down to how we react to things we get. I don't, fully, know the reason why God has allowed me to endure such pain and trials and the reason I don't know that is because I am not God. I do, however, know why I got pneumonia! God works in our lives, through our lives, and, sometimes, in spite of our lives. He gets to do that because He is God, a sovereign God! I am OK with that.
In the end, my wife was right when she told me to go to the Dr. before my cold turns into pneumonia. I have come to realize that my wife is, almost, always right when it comes to my health. The thing I can't figure out is why I don't listen to her. Maybe it's a guy thing or a macho thing. I do know it's a dumb thing! I think God knew how dumb I was going to be in my life and He blessed me with Christine to offset the damage. At any rate, that is my story and I am sticking to it.
So, as I leave you this day with thoughts of "physical vigilance" and "bodily fortification" I give you this last piece of good and sound advice...if you ever find yourself wondering whether your wife is right or not, take my advice, SHE IS!
Until next time,
Derek
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