Never give up; you never know until you try.
I hope everyone has a safe and happy New Year's Eve and a prosperous 2012. May you have no unfinished business left over from 2011--no baggage, no hurts.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Merry Christmas
Never give up; you never know until you try.
I decided to post early this week because like so many of us, I've got a whirlwind week planned. I wish everyone a wonderful Christmas and a joyous Hanukkah.
I decided to post early this week because like so many of us, I've got a whirlwind week planned. I wish everyone a wonderful Christmas and a joyous Hanukkah.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Betrayal
Never give up; you never know until you try.
My apologies for posting later this week than usual. I'm still reeling from a betrayal, and to say that I'm shaken to my core, cliche' that it is, is accurate.
We've all been there and felt that pain that is unlike any other, so I'm sure you can relate. When things like this happen, I guess most of us try to figure out what went wrong and regroup, hoping that it will never happen again, at least with the same person. Often, a relationship is killed when one party betrays another, but sometimes the relationship can be saved and both (or all) parties learn a valuable lesson. I'm unsure at this stage what my outcome will be, but I have been reminded of a valuable lesson. (You knew that, I'm sure.)
God never betrays us. He's always faithful, always true, always loving. He's with us to the end. He never forgets us. I'm holding onto those promises.
My apologies for posting later this week than usual. I'm still reeling from a betrayal, and to say that I'm shaken to my core, cliche' that it is, is accurate.
We've all been there and felt that pain that is unlike any other, so I'm sure you can relate. When things like this happen, I guess most of us try to figure out what went wrong and regroup, hoping that it will never happen again, at least with the same person. Often, a relationship is killed when one party betrays another, but sometimes the relationship can be saved and both (or all) parties learn a valuable lesson. I'm unsure at this stage what my outcome will be, but I have been reminded of a valuable lesson. (You knew that, I'm sure.)
God never betrays us. He's always faithful, always true, always loving. He's with us to the end. He never forgets us. I'm holding onto those promises.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Remember--and Be Grateful
Never give up; you never know until you try.
Part of a student’s daily work in the GED class is to journal what he or she has worked on that day. To help the process, one of us instructors will write the date on the board at the front of the room, knowing that it’s very easy to forget the date. (Yes, we sometimes “cheat” by checking the date on the computer.)
Today, I had already erased the board when a student asked if we knew the date. Thinking maybe he meant that he didn’t know the date, I told him, but that wasn’t what he was asking. He restated, asking if we knew what that (the date) meant. When I said, “Pearl Harbor Day”, he smiled slightly and wrote his journal entry. He said nothing more and neither did I.
As anyone familiar with me knows, that is very unlike me. I’ve always got something to say, especially about something as important as the tragedy that occurred December 7, 1941. I could’ve said how much I appreciate the brave women and men who serve the United States in our military. I could’ve said that I feel a debt of gratitude to them and their families for their sacrifice. I could’ve said that that debt is magnified countless times for those who have given their lives or who live with lasting physical and emotional repercussions of their service. I didn’t, but I didn’t need to, because “R” and I had already discussed my views on military service when he joined the class. Upon learning of his past military service, I did what I make it a point to do when I meet a veteran—I thanked him for his service to our country.
I hope everyone in the States remembered today for what it was. It was the anniversary of one tragic event in a far-too-long list of tragic events in the history of our nation and the world. The idealist in me cringes that there is still so much poverty, bloodshed, and misery. The optimist holds onto the positives that are still all around. The Christian in me wants everyone to really understand and remember where the positives come from: a loving God Who gave Himself for us.
Remember. Be grateful.
Part of a student’s daily work in the GED class is to journal what he or she has worked on that day. To help the process, one of us instructors will write the date on the board at the front of the room, knowing that it’s very easy to forget the date. (Yes, we sometimes “cheat” by checking the date on the computer.)
Today, I had already erased the board when a student asked if we knew the date. Thinking maybe he meant that he didn’t know the date, I told him, but that wasn’t what he was asking. He restated, asking if we knew what that (the date) meant. When I said, “Pearl Harbor Day”, he smiled slightly and wrote his journal entry. He said nothing more and neither did I.
As anyone familiar with me knows, that is very unlike me. I’ve always got something to say, especially about something as important as the tragedy that occurred December 7, 1941. I could’ve said how much I appreciate the brave women and men who serve the United States in our military. I could’ve said that I feel a debt of gratitude to them and their families for their sacrifice. I could’ve said that that debt is magnified countless times for those who have given their lives or who live with lasting physical and emotional repercussions of their service. I didn’t, but I didn’t need to, because “R” and I had already discussed my views on military service when he joined the class. Upon learning of his past military service, I did what I make it a point to do when I meet a veteran—I thanked him for his service to our country.
I hope everyone in the States remembered today for what it was. It was the anniversary of one tragic event in a far-too-long list of tragic events in the history of our nation and the world. The idealist in me cringes that there is still so much poverty, bloodshed, and misery. The optimist holds onto the positives that are still all around. The Christian in me wants everyone to really understand and remember where the positives come from: a loving God Who gave Himself for us.
Remember. Be grateful.
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