Sometimes I think God has a great sense of humor
This may be kind of an odd topic for a post but I have been thinking about this lately. I was going to share a recent story but as I was writing another came to mind which I would like to share. And yes, I laughed about it; a lot. The story…
It wasn’t until I was in my thirties that my mother decided to let a little tidbit about me and my sister out (many years after my parents’ divorce). My dad is very cheap. He could be the photo for the definition of “frugal” in the dictionary. But he also has dreams of having special things just like anyone else. He had always wanted a boat, but I came along instead. So no boat. Several years later, he wanted a color TV. Instead, my sister came along. So no color TV. So you can say I was supposed to be a boat and my sister was supposed to be a color TV.
A few years into his retirement, dad got his boat. It was a very nice pontoon boat. He invited a number of his friends for the christening of the boat; my sister was there too. I didn’t get invited. In fact I didn’t know he had a boat until several months later. The plan for the day was to go out to the middle of the lake and have a nice relaxing cookout on the boat. My sister was kind of enough to tell me what happened.
Everyone boarded the boat and dad did well at getting the boat headed out to the middle of the lake. He picked a nice spot where he intended to anchor the boat. He went and grabbed the anchor and tossed it into the water. Just as he let go of the anchor he realized that the anchor was not attached to a rope to hold the boat in place. I was told the look on his face was priceless.
I still get a chuckle out of this as I was supposed be his first boat.
~”the Boat”
Is there ever a time that you should consider just walking away?
Today is going to be a little different from the past few Wednesdays. There is a little something that I came across this past week that really hit home with me. I love reading through people’s posts on FaceBook. Many times people will post quotes that really get my mind going. This past week I came across the following graphic.
This is something I think we should all take into serious consideration. I say that in reference from the other end of this quote; as I seem to be the person that gets ignored by family and friends quite frequently.
I try to always be caring and give to those that I mean a lot in my life. It gives me great joy to show that I care by giving to others in some way. I give of myself without any expectation of return as I feel that is one of the ways that God blesses us in the sense of having made a small difference in the lives of others.
Yet many times, I end up being ignored and at times forgotten by family and friends. I do realize that each of us has a full life that takes our all of our attention and can over whelm us at times. But as this is something that continually happens to me I begin to wonder if there is some underlying message that people are trying to tell me. It is hard not to think that. Many times I have family members ask me the day before an event if I am still coming when I was never invited in the first place. It does make me feel as if I am an afterthought to people.
So to get to the thought behind the title of my post; is there ever a time when you should just consider walking away? I would love to hear thoughts from others on this as I am seriously considering walking away from a few situations in the near future. It is a hard thing to consider; an even harder thing to do. Yet, I feel it may be the right thing to do at the moment. It is not that I do not care any more. It is just that it hurts to be in a situation like this. There are times when we need to look after ourselves as much as we want to look after others. We must trust with our heart that God will take care of those you care about even if you are put into a situation where you can’t be there for them because they don’t want you there.
~The Quiet Computer Guy
Self-discovery: I am a prude
Yes. I admit it. According to Miriam Webster’s Dictionary a prude is “a person who is easily shocked or offended by things that do not shock or offend other people.” Thus, I am a prude.
How did I come to this conclusion? I was working an event this weekend. I am a volunteer for a music organization called the RAMIs or Rockford Area Music Industry. Our mission is to give out scholarships to graduating seniors that intend upon pursuing the study of music in college so we have several fund raising events throughout the year. Today’s event was our Rock’n Roll Garage Sale. It was here at this humble event that I finally admitted I am a prude because the following question kept coming to mind all day:
How can people walk out in public with no thought or consideration of their appearance?
Maybe I should try to add the words “no shame” in there somewhere.
Upon arrival to the event I had to wait for a young gentleman bending over to pick up a pile of guitar cords that had fallen off his stack of items he was carrying. As I was behind him, I was greeted to a sight that I truly did not need to see; a full moon at 10am in the morning. I held my tongue and quietly waited as he and his friend gathered up the cords. Later in the day, another incident of the same vein occurred. A woman walked into the hall with a top on that barely covered her essentials.
I am always conscious of my appearance in public and I dress appropriately. Yet I see more and more people that just don’t seem to care how they look. Have we as a society just come to a point where we don’t care about ourselves anymore?
~The Quiet Computer Guy
