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Oh Poop....

So I went to lunch today with an old friend. I let him pick the place much because I haven't seen him in quite a while and he picked Freebirds World Burrito. Needless to say it was a nice visit but I'm paying for it now. That is all.

God's Zip-Ties





Well, here I am again with another night of intense insomnia.  I have laid in the bed for approximately five and a half hours, and it has become apparent, that the blessed event known as sleep will not be visiting me tonight.  The thoughts that cross my mind on nights like these can be wonderful and disturbing. 

On the wonderful side, all I have to do is roll to my right.  There she is, my beautiful wife Erica.  I thank God everyday for bringing her to me, and for the joy she has brought to my life.  Tonight, after I fixed dinner, several times I watched her as she was grading papers, and thought about how blessed I am.  Even when we disagree I have discovered that it is impossible for me to stay angry with her for any extended period of time.   I have never felt like I belonged with someone like I do with her, she is my best friend, and love of my life.

On the disturbing side, I get up and read the news.  The thought of where our world / nation is headed scares the crap out of me.  Erica and I would love to bring a child into our lives, but what future will that child have to face?  I have had these same thoughts in the past, before Joe and Lyndee were born.  I have to say they have turned out pretty great.  That being said though they are truly just starting their adult lives, and both have a long road ahead of them.  I honestly do not believe it will get that bad in my lifetime, but the thought of what my kids will face is disturbing.  Every now and then, I wonder how my Great Grandfather Papa May felt as he watched us growing up in a world that was so very different from the world he grew up in.  I can not even imagine being able to tell a story about the very first time I saw a ‘Horseless Carriage’, but then again I can tell a story about the first time I saw a Space Shuttle launch.

We now live in a world that in my opinion is diseased by people being ‘politically correct’.  Why is it that we are so afraid to speak the truth?  Why are we so afraid that we might offend someone?  Why must we tell lies in order to keep up certain appearances?  Well here is my truth.  I do NOT want my children to grow up thinking they have to lie in order to accomplish their goals.  I want them to be honest and always speak for their beliefs.  Lord, please give them the strength to stand up against the masses. 

Sometimes, I see the lives of my family as a huge tangle of wires leading in every direction, and I wonder how can I possibly keep up with all of the different paths.  Then I remember:  Ephesians 4:3 - Make every effort to keep yourselves united in the Spirit, binding yourselves together with peace.  All of a sudden the tangle of wires becomes an organized flow bound by zip-ties directing them in the right direction.  I know God has a path for my kids, and I have faith that he will zip-tie them in the right direction.

I guess if it ever gets too bad we can all yell ‘circle the wagons’ and move out to Mom and Dad’s place.   We could even hunt and grow our own food.

I am sure Thomas would love that.