Posts Tagged With: Hope


Actually a pretty fun game.

Actually a pretty fun game.

I’m not sure about the world. I’m not sure about the country. I’m not sure about the state, region, county, or you. However, I’m absolutely positive about me. I am fed up.

That’s right, absolutely sick and tired of the way things are. How are things? Aggravating, to say the least.

We live in a world where mass murder masquerades as political or religious activism. Every single day there are multiple people killed, maimed, or injured by lunatics that feel the need to prove that they… actually I don’t know what they are trying to prove, but they are insane.

On top of that, we are filled with anger and vitriol. Political arguments have this country more divided that I have ever seen it. Of course, I’ve only been paying attention for the past 10-15 years. I know that, historically, things got pretty bad, but we’re not living then, we are now. The now is filled with the 24-hour news channels, talk-radio, and sound bites; all driving us further from discourse, cooperation, and compassion.

I really don’t care what side of the aisle you’re on. Demublican or Repocrat, I don’t care. Yet, we have to get to the point where we stop calling everyone idiots and listen to what they have to say. Try to see things from the other person’s point of view. We rail against the Iran’s and North Korea’s of the world, but are our political tirades any more civil? If the wingers on either side had the option to destroy the other, would they? Based solely on the rhetoric I’ve seen, the answer to that question scares me.

We are in the wake of a tragedy here. These always bring unity, but I really wish we didn’t have to wait for one.

 I could go off on all the individual issues at hand, but chances are you have already made up your mind about those and we won’t do anything other than get mad or at best waste time arguing.

One thing remains that I will address. We, as a country, as a nation, as a people need to return to one thing. The one that that we have lost since “The Greatest Generation” served our country (and arguments could be made there as well).

That thing is Honor.

We as a people, have lost this (if we ever had it). We have kids in our schools today that have no desire to succeed. I began teaching only five years ago. At that time, I dealt with a class that had one or two people that didn’t care. One or two, that ruined everything for the rest. Now, in half a decade, we have a group that has no motivation and no interest, couple with three or four that want to do the right thing.

I fear for us as a country. Not because of some great “liberal” threat, or horrid “conservative” plot, but because we are no longer instilling a sense of honor in our children. Maybe, we’ve never done that. Maybe I’m speaking out of naivety, but the fact remains, we need a change.

That change won’t come from a political leader. It won’t come from some great hope-bringer. It will come from you. It will come from me.

It will come from teaching our children that everyone is important. That there is no one beneath you, and there is no one above you. We must be, as our country aimed at the beginning, equal.  We must be willing to work for that equality, and work for our place in this world.  Everyone must pull their own “fair share.” Not just the rich, not just the middle class, not just the poor, but everyone.

It’s not about politics, it’s not about religion, it’s about respecting those around us.

I’m not saying that I’ve always been perfect at this. I’m not saying that you and I can fix this overnight. But the effort must be made.


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Oh what a tangled…

Some of the simplest things in life are also the most beautiful. What you see here is a beautiful spider lounging in the results of its hard work.

It is an intricate and gorgeous creation. However, it is ultimately fleeting. In a few short hours it will be torn down, hopefully with a meal inside. The spider will spend the day resting and begin the same task tomorrow night.

Many people have told me to kill this spider, but I see it as a harmless visitor to accompany my nightly canine feeding ritual. In fact, his eating of other bugs is actually helpful.

Have you ever felt like your work is temporary, As if you’re doing the same thing over and over? Remember, even the most common, everyday things can be beautiful when seen from a different angle.


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Old F2The last post talked about old things being cool again. They are. A while back, a picture of this truck accompanied an entry on being out of place. Today we talk about patina.

Just in case you aren’t aware, the patina is defined as: “a surface appearance of something grown beautiful especially with age or use” -Merriam-Webster

In my opinion, the patina on this old Ford is both beautiful and tragic. Beautiful in an old timey, remember your past sort of way, but tragic in the fact that it was left to rot. That such a beautiful old truck could be left to its own devices.

Don’t worry, I’m not just writing about a truck. Because you and I both have a patina, too. We have bumps and scrapes, dents and ding, even a few rust spots. Yet, we keep can keep going. We can still be useful and serve a purpose, even with our problems.

You see, I know more about this old truck than you probably do (unless you’re family reading this). It’s a 1951 Ford F-2, and it’s nearly complete. The engine is there, all the interior parts are in tact. If you look closely, you can even see there are still bulbs in the tail-lights. The point is, everything that made it work is still there. It needs some work, but it’s there.

You and I are the same way. We may have problems. We may have even broken down, but our parts are still there. The things that we need to keep moving forward are still in place, we just need to do some restoration. It can be hard work to bring a rusty classic back up to showroom quality, but it can be done. If you’re willing to put forth the effort, you can do the implausible.

Don’t let anyone tell you that you’re too old, too young, too broken, too hurt, too impossibly optimistic. Because, we can all be restored.

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