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Thank You
Sunday, February 20, 2011 by Disciple186
Today I am faced with something that we all have faced or will face at sometime in our life. It is the reality that we are mortal beings and that our time is limited on this earth. It always makes you stop and ponder life, God, and the direction that your life has taken or will take.
Somewhere in fog of transition between Jr. High and High School, I was privileged with the opportunity of a job at the "Hideout". I call this a privilege, because of the family that opened their door to me. Gary and Debbie saw that this point in my life was critical, and that I was lacking in authoritative discipline. They did not replace my family, just helped out with the parts that were missing with mine. At the time, my parents had been divorced for several years, my dad lived out of state, and my mom was working full time to support the both of us.
There is no one moment in time that defines this relationship, but as I told Debbie tonight, they were able to direct the rudder that steered the ship in the right direction. I am in a large part who I am today, because of the time an energy that they put into me when I needed it.
If you ask them they will probably say that they didn't do anything special, or purpose to "help me", or "fix me", and I would agree with that. What they did do was allow me into their life, and show me what it meant to be a family. I was able to see how they cared for each other, the struggles that they had, and the obstacles that they overcame together. Again some of the words that I heard tonight were very appropriate, Gary said "All we can do is the best that we can do." It is hard to pinpoint what to thank them for, but when I realized what it was that I was thankful for I also realized that they had more of an impact on my life, than I originally thought. What I am most thankful for is the the door that was open, that allowed me to see what it meant to be a family. Subsequently, this is also what I have purposed to provide for children that cross my path, an open door to see what it means to be a family. Please take comfort in the knowledge that you planted this seed in my life.
I now know that there is no such thing as a perfect family, mainly because I am responsible for my own, and we are far from perfect. It is not the house that we live in, the cars that we drive, whether our kids excel in school, or are on the first string of the soccer team. What I have learned that a family is, is a group of people that love each too much to watch each other make mistakes. To support each other in their goals, to forgive each other when we make mistakes, and to be there when we need each other most.
This was the direction that I was nudged in when I was in the fog of adolescence, I guess this gives me hope for my own family, knowing that something that important can be imparted to someone that has no idea that they are in some of the most important years of their lives.
Thank you for being you, and allowing my to be part of your family.
Somewhere in fog of transition between Jr. High and High School, I was privileged with the opportunity of a job at the "Hideout". I call this a privilege, because of the family that opened their door to me. Gary and Debbie saw that this point in my life was critical, and that I was lacking in authoritative discipline. They did not replace my family, just helped out with the parts that were missing with mine. At the time, my parents had been divorced for several years, my dad lived out of state, and my mom was working full time to support the both of us.There is no one moment in time that defines this relationship, but as I told Debbie tonight, they were able to direct the rudder that steered the ship in the right direction. I am in a large part who I am today, because of the time an energy that they put into me when I needed it.
If you ask them they will probably say that they didn't do anything special, or purpose to "help me", or "fix me", and I would agree with that. What they did do was allow me into their life, and show me what it meant to be a family. I was able to see how they cared for each other, the struggles that they had, and the obstacles that they overcame together. Again some of the words that I heard tonight were very appropriate, Gary said "All we can do is the best that we can do." It is hard to pinpoint what to thank them for, but when I realized what it was that I was thankful for I also realized that they had more of an impact on my life, than I originally thought. What I am most thankful for is the the door that was open, that allowed me to see what it meant to be a family. Subsequently, this is also what I have purposed to provide for children that cross my path, an open door to see what it means to be a family. Please take comfort in the knowledge that you planted this seed in my life.
I now know that there is no such thing as a perfect family, mainly because I am responsible for my own, and we are far from perfect. It is not the house that we live in, the cars that we drive, whether our kids excel in school, or are on the first string of the soccer team. What I have learned that a family is, is a group of people that love each too much to watch each other make mistakes. To support each other in their goals, to forgive each other when we make mistakes, and to be there when we need each other most.
This was the direction that I was nudged in when I was in the fog of adolescence, I guess this gives me hope for my own family, knowing that something that important can be imparted to someone that has no idea that they are in some of the most important years of their lives.
Thank you for being you, and allowing my to be part of your family.
"Off to Work"
Saturday, January 22, 2011 by Disciple186
I woke up early on Friday morning because I had to get to work. There are times when I go into the office early to get a jump on the day, knowing that it is going to be a busy day. After getting ready, I grabbed my backpack of essentials that I take with me everywhere. I headed to the door, and the thought ran across my mind, "Off to work".
This is a common thought for me, but the circumstances are definitely different. Today work requires a 14 hour flight across the country. I was up to early to say goodbye to my wife and kids, so I had done this the night before. I shut off the lights, shut the door, and left my house, not to see it again for a week and a half. Fortunatly, I am not going to be gone the usual 20 days, I only have ten. My schedule was rearranged so that I could attend the Expo that we are going to be a part of on the next trip. I am sure that I will make up the days lost on the next trip.
I spent the rest of the day in the routine of travelling through various airports across the country, Grand Jct., Pheonix, Charolette, Philadelphia.....but I never made to Williamsport that day. I got to the airport, made the plane, sat down in the exit aisle seat that gives you th most room. Started reading my book, and waited for the plane to start rolling down the runway. The pilot hit the throttle, and away we went headed down the runway, waiting for that moment when the we are freed from the grip of gravity. That moment never came.
Let me tell you a little bit about the airplane I was travelling on. This is not your typical walk down the hallway, and onto the plane with the other 120 people. This is a twin-turbo prop that holds 40 people, including the pilot, co-pilot, stewardess, and the guy stuffed in the aisle on the back row. You have to walk out onto the tarmac, and go up the stairs, and duck your head before you get on. Because of the turboprops, there is a inordinate amount of noise, especially on takeoff.
Anyway, imagine getting halfway down the runway with this thing going full tilt, with the anticipation of being a part of something completely unnatural, and suddenly the engine shuts down, the plane comes to a stop on the runway. A little while later the pilot says that there was a panel light that wasn't working so they aborted the take off.
This little light was the cause of a stay at the local airport hotel, and I didn't get to work until the next day.
Fortunately I only have to do this commute once a month rather that once a day.
This little light was the cause of a stay at the local airport hotel, and I didn't get to work until the next day.
Fortunately I only have to do this commute once a month rather that once a day.
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