I have been a soccer fan for the past three years, focusing my attention on some of the top professional leagues in the world. I follow England's Premier League, Germany's Bundesliga, Mexico's Liga MX, and the United States/Canada's Major League Soccer...well, maybe this last one still has a way to before attaining that "top professional league" status. I would be a fan of Spain's La Liga, France's Ligue 1, and Italy's Lega Serie A, but I don't pick up their games with my TV cable plan and have plenty of soccer to watch as it is. One of my favorite "activities" on a Saturday evening at home is to tune in to Univision and watch the Spanish-language play-by-play live broadcasts of Mexican soccer. And last night had two great games lined up: "my" team, the UANL Tigres, were facing off against Guadalajara, a traditional favorite in Mexico and doing well this year...and the later game was between first-year Necaxa and another traditional favorite: Club America, based in Mexico City. There was extra drama with these matchups because Tigres and Club America, each usually near the top of the standings, were struggling so far this season and are both in danger of missing the playoffs, which they call "Liguilla". So I'm sitting there waiting for this very violent dramatic series titled La Piloto to finish at eight, when game number one was going to start. Only it never did, and that horrid show kept going on and on. Being a citizen of the 21st century, I simply whipped out my android phone and asked it what happened to the games...the answer, while disappointing, affirmed what I had already been thinking about professional soccer, especially as it is played in Mexico...
The referees, totally exasperated at the whining, arguing, and even threatening attitude of the players whenever a call goes against them, collectively got together with their union and staged a one-weekend walk-off strike in protest of their poor treatment. Apparently, all the games slated for this weekend were postponed to a later date. While I was unhappy at missing what would have in all probability been two entertaining contests, I am completely in sympathy with the officiating staff, which gets very little respect from the players during their matches. Soccer does not use cameras and instant replays and reviews to back up their calls, so what the officials say on the field is final and that's just the way it is until the rules get changed...hopefully that won't happen as replay/review would ruin the natural flow of the game. But with that lack of official review, the authority and responsibility for calling fouls and penalties (or not calling them) rests much more heavily on the individual referees, and there seems to be an epidemic of players getting in their faces arguing with almost every serious call. I see this in all of the leagues I follow, but in Mexico the lack of sportsmanship has reached new depths. I love following the different teams and seeing the fans in the stands rooting for their sides...but folks just need to get a life...after all, it's all just a game in the end...
Sunday, March 12, 2017
Saturday, March 11, 2017
My 2017 Run for Haven 10K Experience
The town of Tioga, a few miles west of Gainesville, holds an annual 10K/5K race in mid-March on a Saturday afternoon, with the theme of celebrating St. Patrick's Day...hence the green clothing in the above picture. Today marked the third straight year I've run in it, always opting for the 10K (6.2 miles) distance. The temperature this time around was relatively moderate in the mid-seventies and the humidity was low. On the other hand, though, the part of the 10K course that went through the woods west of the Tioga neighborhoods was drastically changed due to extensive road construction...we had to run down long stretches of dirt roads with a traction as difficult at times as dry sand on the beach. Yet in spite of that, I managed to run a moderately strong race (for me), maintaining a very consistent 9:28/mile pace throughout. My final time was 58:45 and I finished 42nd out of 115 total finishers for the event. In my men's age 60-64 category, I finished first...against only one other contestant. As a matter of fact, I was the 4th oldest finisher out of the 115. You can view the race results on the following link: [link]...
Most of the participants in Run for Haven chose to run the 5K race. Since both the 5K and 10K events began simultaneously, I once again found myself spending the first mile or so struggling to avoid collisions with others. But eventually we all spread ourselves out and I could enjoy it more. Still, the race was very tiring and I found my chronically sensitive throat rebelling against the heavy breathing involved...by the race's end I was struggling to avoid coughing bouts. The folks running this event were all very supportive and friendly...as were the runners I encountered. All in all a very positive experience...aided by the fact that I sat for a while before the race at the Starbucks a few yards away from the starting line and then used the facilities at the nearby Gainesville Health and Fitness (of which I'm a member) as well as warming up a bit on the treadmill there. I think this Run for Haven, proceeds of which go to support Haven Hospice, has definitely become an annual tradition for me. I wonder what's up next on the racing calendar...
Friday, March 10, 2017
Quote of the Week...from Michael Stipe
Life is bigger, it's bigger than you and you are not me. ---Michael Stipe.
There's a pretty reasonable chance you've already heard this quote, since it's the opening line in a famous hit song, R.E.M.'s Losing My Religion, from 1990. Michael Stipe, their brilliant lyricist and lead singer, wrote a song not of someone losing their spiritual way but rather about a very frustrating conflict with another person, a conflict that is in large part about boundaries and respecting identity..."losing my religion" is an old slang expression meaning to lose one's temper. Although R.E.M. is one of my all-time favorite musical acts and I plan in the not-too-distant future to put out a comprehensive list rating almost all of their recorded songs, this song is not one of my favorites...except for that very discerning opening line that carries great meaning for me...
One of the incredible disadvantages that children have in life is that they have to take reality the way it is presented to them...and their notions about what is "normal" are largely based on those people with whom they live and go to school. Compounding this disadvantage is that many adults with whom they are in a subordinate relationship have a problem with respecting the distinct nature of a child's identity, instead wrongly concluding that they are somehow lacking in viability due to lack of knowledge and life experience. I saw this in my own family growing up, as well as with my teachers at school. There was also this notion among my childhood peers that individual kids weren't entitled to be respected for their own selves...the burden of respect was always on the one receiving it, never on the one giving (or denying) it...
But I am no longer a child and at last check haven't been for some time. I can look back and evaluate the attitudes of others who haven't respected me for who I am, especially those in positions of authority over me...particularly at home, school, and the workplace. Just because people are friends, classmates, co-workers, fellows in their respective faiths, in the same family, etc., does not mean that they have to share the same points of view and preferences as the "alpha dogs" in their respective groups. When I encounter someone who sees me as an extension of themselves instead of the complete, separate person that I am, that person is to be avoided. I have my own story to tell and others can speak for themselves, and if they can't accept that then they can just take a hike, to put it very euphemistically...
There's a pretty reasonable chance you've already heard this quote, since it's the opening line in a famous hit song, R.E.M.'s Losing My Religion, from 1990. Michael Stipe, their brilliant lyricist and lead singer, wrote a song not of someone losing their spiritual way but rather about a very frustrating conflict with another person, a conflict that is in large part about boundaries and respecting identity..."losing my religion" is an old slang expression meaning to lose one's temper. Although R.E.M. is one of my all-time favorite musical acts and I plan in the not-too-distant future to put out a comprehensive list rating almost all of their recorded songs, this song is not one of my favorites...except for that very discerning opening line that carries great meaning for me...
One of the incredible disadvantages that children have in life is that they have to take reality the way it is presented to them...and their notions about what is "normal" are largely based on those people with whom they live and go to school. Compounding this disadvantage is that many adults with whom they are in a subordinate relationship have a problem with respecting the distinct nature of a child's identity, instead wrongly concluding that they are somehow lacking in viability due to lack of knowledge and life experience. I saw this in my own family growing up, as well as with my teachers at school. There was also this notion among my childhood peers that individual kids weren't entitled to be respected for their own selves...the burden of respect was always on the one receiving it, never on the one giving (or denying) it...
But I am no longer a child and at last check haven't been for some time. I can look back and evaluate the attitudes of others who haven't respected me for who I am, especially those in positions of authority over me...particularly at home, school, and the workplace. Just because people are friends, classmates, co-workers, fellows in their respective faiths, in the same family, etc., does not mean that they have to share the same points of view and preferences as the "alpha dogs" in their respective groups. When I encounter someone who sees me as an extension of themselves instead of the complete, separate person that I am, that person is to be avoided. I have my own story to tell and others can speak for themselves, and if they can't accept that then they can just take a hike, to put it very euphemistically...
Thursday, March 9, 2017
3/5 Sermon on Family Life, Part 1
At The Family Church here in Gainesville last Sunday morning, Pastor Philip Griffin embarked on a new series...I'm not quite sure how long it'll be...titled Family Life. The first message concerned the nature of Christ's church and what it is not: it is not a building, something to attend instead of being, something that is optional, or something that, like a business, is consumer-based. Instead, Pastor Philip stresses that the church is a family, of which all Christians are integral members, each with their own specific roles to play according to the spiritual gifts that God has bestowed upon them. And being so equipped, each is then deployed to advance God's kingdom...so in this way each of us changes our world. The pastor raises some questions for us to ask ourselves in order to ascertain whether we are truly living out our family role in the church: do we bear others' burdens and allow others to bear ours, do we encourage others in a constructive way, do we confess our sins and demonstrate accountability to others, and are we engaged in service to others...notice the connection between "we" and "others": it's all about relationships, isn't it?
This message wasn't presented in the usual manner that Pastor Philip is accustomed...instead of taking a section of Biblical text and exploring its underlying themes, he has taken the theme and then used various short passages as illustrations. He used 1 Corinthians 12:20-22, 26 and Ephesians 2:19-21, 4:11-16. You can look them up for yourself through this link to Bible Gateway: [link]...
Yes, I knew that the church isn't a building or a business, but rather the collective body of believers in Christ...yet here we are with this "church", The Family Church...as opposed to the other fellowship bodies scattered about, often in a sort of unspoken competition with each other for members. And I do attend church, and it does have to be accountable and solvent like a business as well. But the message's main point is to get people thinking and acting on their own attitudes and purposes within this fellowship. If you want to hear Philip Griffin's message, here is a link to it through The Family Church's YouTube video website: [link]...
This message wasn't presented in the usual manner that Pastor Philip is accustomed...instead of taking a section of Biblical text and exploring its underlying themes, he has taken the theme and then used various short passages as illustrations. He used 1 Corinthians 12:20-22, 26 and Ephesians 2:19-21, 4:11-16. You can look them up for yourself through this link to Bible Gateway: [link]...
Yes, I knew that the church isn't a building or a business, but rather the collective body of believers in Christ...yet here we are with this "church", The Family Church...as opposed to the other fellowship bodies scattered about, often in a sort of unspoken competition with each other for members. And I do attend church, and it does have to be accountable and solvent like a business as well. But the message's main point is to get people thinking and acting on their own attitudes and purposes within this fellowship. If you want to hear Philip Griffin's message, here is a link to it through The Family Church's YouTube video website: [link]...
Wednesday, March 8, 2017
The Nonlinearity of Long-Term Progress
Whenever I am first embarking on a personal endeavor, for example like running long-distance or learning a foreign language, there seems to be a direct, linear correlation between the effort I put into it and the progress I achieve. But it seems like in every case, with everything I do, that effort/results relationship eventually breaks down. With the running I've been doing since 2007, I initially built up my endurance by simply going out there and running longer and longer distances...culminating in running a marathon in January, 2011 while training for the same-distance race later that month. But in the process I injured the IT-band in my leg and my progress was stymied, with me drawing back to running for half-marathons. But even had I not been injured, sooner or later I would have tapered off my training to a state of equilibrium...a maintenance state at the level I was satisfied with. In the years since, I had found that running too much can cause problems with my feet (plantar fasciitis) while my already-sensitive throat, coupled with a tendency for upper-respiratory airborne allergies, can make me prone to coughing over the course of a long run. So just stepping out my door and running down my neighborhood streets for a protracted period of time doesn't bring the same benefits as before...and that detracts from my enjoyment of running...
With the study of foreign languages, living completely immersed in the target language and culture is easily by far the most preferable course. But my life does not lend itself to this, and my learning consists of books, language learning apps like Duolingo and Quizlet, and Internet audio sources. It is possible to develop a good rudimentary vocabulary and get a grasp of grammar...and make great progress with scripts that aren't based on the Latin alphabet...but at a point it all falls short when it comes to understanding a regular conversation or reading an ordinary newspaper or magazine article in that language...
I think one of the problems with jumping into an endeavor enthusiastically and progressing up to the point where we reach a plateau or even a wall is that in many cases we truly do not understand the nature and scope of what we are trying to do. As we get more deeply into the activity we begin to realize its complexities. Take any neophyte president, not just the current one. They all storm into office with their ambitious "hundred days" agendas, making decrees left and right...until the resistance settles in against them, not just from the opposing party but also from those in their own who feel threatened and the need to assert themselves with the new leader. Each president has to finally learn...if they want to be re-elected, that is...that the office they have assumed is a lot more involved and complex than they may have arrogantly assumed when they were campaigning for it...
It seems like with any worthwhile long-term endeavor, clarity is the rule at the beginning...but chaos eventually takes over with all-sorts of conflicts and complications. Gee, I don't mean to sound pessimistic, but that's just how I see it...
With the study of foreign languages, living completely immersed in the target language and culture is easily by far the most preferable course. But my life does not lend itself to this, and my learning consists of books, language learning apps like Duolingo and Quizlet, and Internet audio sources. It is possible to develop a good rudimentary vocabulary and get a grasp of grammar...and make great progress with scripts that aren't based on the Latin alphabet...but at a point it all falls short when it comes to understanding a regular conversation or reading an ordinary newspaper or magazine article in that language...
I think one of the problems with jumping into an endeavor enthusiastically and progressing up to the point where we reach a plateau or even a wall is that in many cases we truly do not understand the nature and scope of what we are trying to do. As we get more deeply into the activity we begin to realize its complexities. Take any neophyte president, not just the current one. They all storm into office with their ambitious "hundred days" agendas, making decrees left and right...until the resistance settles in against them, not just from the opposing party but also from those in their own who feel threatened and the need to assert themselves with the new leader. Each president has to finally learn...if they want to be re-elected, that is...that the office they have assumed is a lot more involved and complex than they may have arrogantly assumed when they were campaigning for it...
It seems like with any worthwhile long-term endeavor, clarity is the rule at the beginning...but chaos eventually takes over with all-sorts of conflicts and complications. Gee, I don't mean to sound pessimistic, but that's just how I see it...
Tuesday, March 7, 2017
Just Finished Reading Daniel Silva's Portrait of a Spy
Daniel Silva is an American author with an interesting niche in fiction: a successful espionage series featuring as the protagonist an Israeli secret agent. His first book in the Gabriel Allon series came out in 2000 and he has been putting them out pretty much annually since...the seventeenth installment is due out later this year. I just finished reading my first book by Silva, number eleven in the Allon series, titled Portrait of a Spy...
One major advantage that standalone novels have over series is that, especially in stories involving suspense and peril, you never can be sure just who will survive to the end and who will perish. With series, the main protagonist is certain to endure, while it's also a more or less safe bet that the series regulars will make it, too, to start afresh in the next book. So in spite of Gabriel Allon finding himself in numerous very dangerous situations in the story I read, I was kind of bored...the suspense here is in what happens to the "guest" characters. In Portrait of a Spy, Allon has recently retired from working as an Israeli spy and is living with his wife in Cornwall, England, doing what he likes best: restoring great paintings. But a rash of terrorist attacks in Western cities, along with one that Allon witnesses and unsuccessfully tries to stop, leads him to serve at least one more espionage stint with the aim to infiltrate the new terror ring and bring it down. Enter the "guest" character as an important asset in this project...and that's about all I'm going to say about this story so that I don't give it all away...
I've read only one Gabriel Allon book, but I get the basic premise: the Israelis are better at the spy game because their very survival depends on their success, while other countries like America and Britain have more or less institutionalized the field and depend much more heavily on technological prowess to achieve their ends. The clumsy and overly political Americans and Brits keep getting in Allon's way...kind of reminds me of a few James Bond flicks...
Usually I avoid picking up a book in the middle of a series like this, and I should have known better: I already possess a Gabriel Allon novel that I got in a local used book sale but never got around to reading. No, for this type of genre it's much better to read a story that stands alone without any sequels and for which the author's intended suspenseful sequences ring true for the reader...
One major advantage that standalone novels have over series is that, especially in stories involving suspense and peril, you never can be sure just who will survive to the end and who will perish. With series, the main protagonist is certain to endure, while it's also a more or less safe bet that the series regulars will make it, too, to start afresh in the next book. So in spite of Gabriel Allon finding himself in numerous very dangerous situations in the story I read, I was kind of bored...the suspense here is in what happens to the "guest" characters. In Portrait of a Spy, Allon has recently retired from working as an Israeli spy and is living with his wife in Cornwall, England, doing what he likes best: restoring great paintings. But a rash of terrorist attacks in Western cities, along with one that Allon witnesses and unsuccessfully tries to stop, leads him to serve at least one more espionage stint with the aim to infiltrate the new terror ring and bring it down. Enter the "guest" character as an important asset in this project...and that's about all I'm going to say about this story so that I don't give it all away...
I've read only one Gabriel Allon book, but I get the basic premise: the Israelis are better at the spy game because their very survival depends on their success, while other countries like America and Britain have more or less institutionalized the field and depend much more heavily on technological prowess to achieve their ends. The clumsy and overly political Americans and Brits keep getting in Allon's way...kind of reminds me of a few James Bond flicks...
Usually I avoid picking up a book in the middle of a series like this, and I should have known better: I already possess a Gabriel Allon novel that I got in a local used book sale but never got around to reading. No, for this type of genre it's much better to read a story that stands alone without any sequels and for which the author's intended suspenseful sequences ring true for the reader...
Monday, March 6, 2017
Favorite Songs So Far in 2017
We've gone only a couple of months in 2017, and many of my favorite songs from last year remain my favorites...in particular P.J. Harvey's The Wheel and Regina Spektor's The Light. These are tracks from their respective albums The Hope Six Demolition Project and Remember Us to Life...I recommend both. Also, in 2016 I liked...from the radio...Take It All Back by Judah & the Lion and still think it's fantastic. Oh, I neglected to mention that when it comes to listening to current hits on the radio, there's only one station in the Gainesville area I follow: WHHZ/100.5, commonly known as "The Buzz" and which plays Alternative/Indie/Rock. Unfortunately, it transmits from a few miles out of town and its signal is relatively weak, so unless I want to drain my android phone's batteries by picking it up online, I have to wait until I'm at home or in the car to listen to it. Still, I've come to like a couple of already-established songs that are in its regular play rotation: Spirits by the Strumbellas and Ride by Twenty One Pilots. This latter act I was pleased to see win a Grammy a few weeks ago...they've amassed a nice string of hits...
I suppose if I were to name the "Song of 2017" so far, it would be Ride...although that tune has been out since 2015. As I've said before, it sometimes takes me a little while to catch on to a song...sometimes years, as a matter of fact. In any event, it's still early in the year and I'm confident I'll hear plenty of other good songs. I'm keeping a lookout for any new recordings from my favorite musical artists, Beck's much expected and long-delayed album release being at the head of the list. And, of course, I'll continue to listen to "The Buzz" whenever I have the chance...although I liked this station more from 2002 up to 2008 when its music selection was more in accordance with my tastes...
I suppose if I were to name the "Song of 2017" so far, it would be Ride...although that tune has been out since 2015. As I've said before, it sometimes takes me a little while to catch on to a song...sometimes years, as a matter of fact. In any event, it's still early in the year and I'm confident I'll hear plenty of other good songs. I'm keeping a lookout for any new recordings from my favorite musical artists, Beck's much expected and long-delayed album release being at the head of the list. And, of course, I'll continue to listen to "The Buzz" whenever I have the chance...although I liked this station more from 2002 up to 2008 when its music selection was more in accordance with my tastes...
Sunday, March 5, 2017
Market and Sell All Short Stories for Kindle as Individual Items
With the advent of the digital revolution, it is clear that the music industry has vastly outpaced that of the printed media. When the compact disc rose to prominence in the 1980s, there was no comparable technology for books. Eventually, Kindle and its imitators emerged, but the overwhelming majority of books that have been published are not available in a digitalized format...yet we've had the ability for some time now to purchase just about any individual song for download...even from old "out-of-print" albums...for $1.29. Try that with out-of-print short stories on Kindle!
Over the years, I amassed quite a collection of old science fiction short stories. For example, I have the entire 25-volume Isaac Asimov Presents The Great SF Stories, spanning the years from 1939 through 1963 and collected and published in the 1970s and 80s, and edited by Martin H. Greenberg and Isaac Asimov...these books are all out-of-print now. To me and many others, this was the "golden age" in science fiction short story writing, and these books contain many of my all-time favorite works in this genre. Yet try to find those favorites on Amazon...even if I can, in all probability they are inseparably attached inside larger, expensive collections. Why can't I go down a list of an author's works and purchase and download on my Kindle the specific ones I want, in the same way I would order a musical act's individual songs from their listed discographies? After all, short stories are copyrighted one-by-one, not as inextricable parts of a whole...so I don't see how the question of royalties would be a problem. Amazon itself proclaimed a new policy of selling short stories as individual purchases in 2013, but here we are four years later and there are still precious few to select from. I don't understand why it is so easy to sell digital music this way, but not digital stories. After all, the technology is in place to accomplish this and it can only be a win-win situation for companies like Amazon, the authors and copyright owners, and of course devoted readers like me...
Over the years, I amassed quite a collection of old science fiction short stories. For example, I have the entire 25-volume Isaac Asimov Presents The Great SF Stories, spanning the years from 1939 through 1963 and collected and published in the 1970s and 80s, and edited by Martin H. Greenberg and Isaac Asimov...these books are all out-of-print now. To me and many others, this was the "golden age" in science fiction short story writing, and these books contain many of my all-time favorite works in this genre. Yet try to find those favorites on Amazon...even if I can, in all probability they are inseparably attached inside larger, expensive collections. Why can't I go down a list of an author's works and purchase and download on my Kindle the specific ones I want, in the same way I would order a musical act's individual songs from their listed discographies? After all, short stories are copyrighted one-by-one, not as inextricable parts of a whole...so I don't see how the question of royalties would be a problem. Amazon itself proclaimed a new policy of selling short stories as individual purchases in 2013, but here we are four years later and there are still precious few to select from. I don't understand why it is so easy to sell digital music this way, but not digital stories. After all, the technology is in place to accomplish this and it can only be a win-win situation for companies like Amazon, the authors and copyright owners, and of course devoted readers like me...
Saturday, March 4, 2017
Just Finished Reading Frank Peretti's The Oath
A few years ago, a hardback copy of Frank Peretti's novel The Oath found its way into my garage...we're not exactly sure how it got there. It has a strong evangelical Christian orientation while its genre is similar to the horror fiction of Stephen King...albeit without the latter's usually strong profanity sprinkled among the pages. I finally had enough of walking past this book and picked it up to read...it was pretty much the way I expected it to be...
The premise of The Oath is basically a bargain with the devil, instituted by the corrupt owner of a mine in Hyde River, an isolated western American town in the late 1800s, and signed by that community's residents, that created a rapacious, predatory beast which devours those who sin and run afoul of the town boss. Fast forward to the present as Steve Benson, an agnostic scientist, arrives to investigate the mysterious death of his brother...ostensibly by a rogue grizzly bear. But the autopsy reveals a different sort of attacker...and Evelyn, his brother's wife, has witnessed the event but is suppressing her memories of it. Hyde River's citizens are all hush-hush about the incident...except for born-again Christian Levi Cobb, who understands the underlying mystery...
Evangelical Christian symbols pervade The Oath, as I expected that they would...the message is clear: sin is inevitable and will ultimately consume you unless you make God first in your life. I have read literature with Christian analogies but which isn't quite so direct about it...C.S. Lewis' Chronicles of Narnia and J.R.R. Tolkien's Lord of the Rings are two examples. Even Stephen King's novels usually have a strong moral message to them and contain struggles that could only be seen as spiritual warfare. So yes, The Oath was definitely predictable about the general flow of the story, as well as its conclusion...and it was clear that the overriding intent of the author was to present the gospel message of Jesus Christ to the reader. No problem with that, as far as I'm concerned. It just bothers me that some folks apparently want to just live inside their own bubble when it comes to reading literature, listening to music, or watching television, a bubble that excludes material even created by others of their own faith but which is not theologically "pure" enough for them...
The premise of The Oath is basically a bargain with the devil, instituted by the corrupt owner of a mine in Hyde River, an isolated western American town in the late 1800s, and signed by that community's residents, that created a rapacious, predatory beast which devours those who sin and run afoul of the town boss. Fast forward to the present as Steve Benson, an agnostic scientist, arrives to investigate the mysterious death of his brother...ostensibly by a rogue grizzly bear. But the autopsy reveals a different sort of attacker...and Evelyn, his brother's wife, has witnessed the event but is suppressing her memories of it. Hyde River's citizens are all hush-hush about the incident...except for born-again Christian Levi Cobb, who understands the underlying mystery...
Evangelical Christian symbols pervade The Oath, as I expected that they would...the message is clear: sin is inevitable and will ultimately consume you unless you make God first in your life. I have read literature with Christian analogies but which isn't quite so direct about it...C.S. Lewis' Chronicles of Narnia and J.R.R. Tolkien's Lord of the Rings are two examples. Even Stephen King's novels usually have a strong moral message to them and contain struggles that could only be seen as spiritual warfare. So yes, The Oath was definitely predictable about the general flow of the story, as well as its conclusion...and it was clear that the overriding intent of the author was to present the gospel message of Jesus Christ to the reader. No problem with that, as far as I'm concerned. It just bothers me that some folks apparently want to just live inside their own bubble when it comes to reading literature, listening to music, or watching television, a bubble that excludes material even created by others of their own faith but which is not theologically "pure" enough for them...
Friday, March 3, 2017
Quote of the Week...from Dean Karnazes
Run when you can, walk if you have to, crawl if you must; just never give up.
---Dean Karnazes.
Dean Karnazes is one of the most renown ultra-marathon runners in the world, ultra-marathons being races beyond the standard 26.2-mile marathon distance...usually measuring 50 or 100 miles. I first read his book Ultra-Marathon Man: Confessions of an All-Night Runner back in 2010 and have it on my Kindle, regularly rereading it although I have no intention of ever running that far...I'll just stick with half-marathons as my "ultra" distance, thank you. But the above quote resonates with me, especially since this past Sunday morning I practiced it while participating in my first half-marathon in two years...
I enter long-distances races with the aim of running throughout them, but in any event I always resolve to finish them...even if I have to walk part of the way. In this recent race I had to walk brief stretches while I got through a coughing fit and a bad cramp in my right thigh...but I stayed the course and finished the race. In my "official" marathon back in 2011, I injured my IT-band just below the knee and, after 10 miles, had to alternate running and walking until around the 19-mile mark, when the increasing pain compelled me to walk (slowly) the rest of the way. But I finished it! I know another long-distance running enthusiast who annually trains for marathons and proudly insists that he never walks during his races...as if it is somehow cheating to do so. But in the trail races dominating the ultra-racing calendar, Karnazes not only sometimes has to walk, but also climb...and yes, even crawl on occasion! And those races often require all participants to stop at various points on the course and submit to being weighed and examined by a physician in order to avoid serious medical complications arising from the distance and conditions. Jeff Galloway, a great American marathon runner, developed a plan whereby runners will walk "x" minutes and then run "y" minutes in the appropriate ratio that enables them to be able to train for longer distances and then successfully finish their races...even marathons...this way. Now if you want to make up your own rules for yourself that prohibit you from ever walking, then that's your business...but don't hang that legalism on me. Besides, being brought up in the Judeo-Christian tradition, I've come to believe in the application of the concept of a Sabbath in just about any endeavor I do...work intensely for a set time and then lighten up for a brief period before resuming the intensity. Galloway has found that this system of his has helped runners avoid many of the chronic repetitive motion injuries that often befall this group...
Many good quotes that contain a literal meaning can carry over and be applied to other aspects of one's life...the above quote is a case in point. And if you expand its meaning to life itself, then it also has a more universal application to others, not just highly trained distance runners. And here is that meaning for me: having a purpose in life is crucial to us...and always being engaged in actualizing it is also important. But circumstances, either external...such as inadequate financial resources, conflicts with others, or rejection by potential schools, employers, publishers, etc, or those of an internal nature...such as illness, injury, physical or mental disabilities, or the lack of skill and knowledge...can present themselves to us as obstacles to the realization of these purposes. It is during these times that we shouldn't give up, but rather "walk"...or even "crawl" toward our ends until once again we can break out into a "run"...but even if it takes crawling to the end, then crawling it will be...
---Dean Karnazes.
Dean Karnazes is one of the most renown ultra-marathon runners in the world, ultra-marathons being races beyond the standard 26.2-mile marathon distance...usually measuring 50 or 100 miles. I first read his book Ultra-Marathon Man: Confessions of an All-Night Runner back in 2010 and have it on my Kindle, regularly rereading it although I have no intention of ever running that far...I'll just stick with half-marathons as my "ultra" distance, thank you. But the above quote resonates with me, especially since this past Sunday morning I practiced it while participating in my first half-marathon in two years...
I enter long-distances races with the aim of running throughout them, but in any event I always resolve to finish them...even if I have to walk part of the way. In this recent race I had to walk brief stretches while I got through a coughing fit and a bad cramp in my right thigh...but I stayed the course and finished the race. In my "official" marathon back in 2011, I injured my IT-band just below the knee and, after 10 miles, had to alternate running and walking until around the 19-mile mark, when the increasing pain compelled me to walk (slowly) the rest of the way. But I finished it! I know another long-distance running enthusiast who annually trains for marathons and proudly insists that he never walks during his races...as if it is somehow cheating to do so. But in the trail races dominating the ultra-racing calendar, Karnazes not only sometimes has to walk, but also climb...and yes, even crawl on occasion! And those races often require all participants to stop at various points on the course and submit to being weighed and examined by a physician in order to avoid serious medical complications arising from the distance and conditions. Jeff Galloway, a great American marathon runner, developed a plan whereby runners will walk "x" minutes and then run "y" minutes in the appropriate ratio that enables them to be able to train for longer distances and then successfully finish their races...even marathons...this way. Now if you want to make up your own rules for yourself that prohibit you from ever walking, then that's your business...but don't hang that legalism on me. Besides, being brought up in the Judeo-Christian tradition, I've come to believe in the application of the concept of a Sabbath in just about any endeavor I do...work intensely for a set time and then lighten up for a brief period before resuming the intensity. Galloway has found that this system of his has helped runners avoid many of the chronic repetitive motion injuries that often befall this group...
Many good quotes that contain a literal meaning can carry over and be applied to other aspects of one's life...the above quote is a case in point. And if you expand its meaning to life itself, then it also has a more universal application to others, not just highly trained distance runners. And here is that meaning for me: having a purpose in life is crucial to us...and always being engaged in actualizing it is also important. But circumstances, either external...such as inadequate financial resources, conflicts with others, or rejection by potential schools, employers, publishers, etc, or those of an internal nature...such as illness, injury, physical or mental disabilities, or the lack of skill and knowledge...can present themselves to us as obstacles to the realization of these purposes. It is during these times that we shouldn't give up, but rather "walk"...or even "crawl" toward our ends until once again we can break out into a "run"...but even if it takes crawling to the end, then crawling it will be...
Thursday, March 2, 2017
2/26 Sermon on Joseph, Part 7
At the Family Church here in Gainesville, Pastor Philip Griffin concluded his series, titled Upcycling: Trash to Treasure on the life of Joseph from the Old Testament book on Genesis, Chapter 50, Verses 12-21...you can access the passage via Bible Gateway through the following link: [link]. The theme for this past Sunday's message was redemption and summed up the previous weeks...
As Pastor Philip noted, Joseph did three things right: one, he refused to take God's place by not making up his own moral code, giving God the rightful credit for his successful interpretation of dreams, not allowing himself to worry, and to not assume God's position as judge by holding grudges or seeking revenge. Two, he sought God's perspective, not man's. Philip gave a word picture of a little child looking up from the "other" side at his grandmother's needlepoint...it looked like a mess from below but was beautiful and meaningful from above. We don't always know the divine strategy for our lives, and many problems and crises can cloud our sense of God's presence...but he is always there, turning things his way for the good. And three, Joseph embraced God's grace by being kind to all and reflecting God's grace on his fearful brothers, reassuring them of his forgiveness for their earlier mistreatment of him...
This was a good series and contained many valuable lessons. Since I've written each successive Thursday following the previous Sunday's sermon, you can read my take on each message by going back in time on this blog. You can also view the entire series on the church's YouTube video website, which you can reach through the following link : [link]. The Family Church, located at 2022 SW 122nd Street, holds its Sunday morning services at 9:30 and 11. There's good praise music, complimentary coffee, and friendly people...not to mention, of course, the messages themselves...
As Pastor Philip noted, Joseph did three things right: one, he refused to take God's place by not making up his own moral code, giving God the rightful credit for his successful interpretation of dreams, not allowing himself to worry, and to not assume God's position as judge by holding grudges or seeking revenge. Two, he sought God's perspective, not man's. Philip gave a word picture of a little child looking up from the "other" side at his grandmother's needlepoint...it looked like a mess from below but was beautiful and meaningful from above. We don't always know the divine strategy for our lives, and many problems and crises can cloud our sense of God's presence...but he is always there, turning things his way for the good. And three, Joseph embraced God's grace by being kind to all and reflecting God's grace on his fearful brothers, reassuring them of his forgiveness for their earlier mistreatment of him...
This was a good series and contained many valuable lessons. Since I've written each successive Thursday following the previous Sunday's sermon, you can read my take on each message by going back in time on this blog. You can also view the entire series on the church's YouTube video website, which you can reach through the following link : [link]. The Family Church, located at 2022 SW 122nd Street, holds its Sunday morning services at 9:30 and 11. There's good praise music, complimentary coffee, and friendly people...not to mention, of course, the messages themselves...
Wednesday, March 1, 2017
President Trump's Address to Congress Last Night
I admit it: I personally dislike Donald Trump, although he is my president and I want him to be successful in promoting the interests of the United States, performing in an ethical manner while upholding the Constitution, and respecting my own personal livelihood...the last sadly being under attack from the Republican establishment in Congress. I wish he wouldn't behave so childishly with his policy of never conceding anything...no matter how obviously true...that he perceives as negative to himself. And this getting bogged down with his asinine Twitter posts...c'mon, dude, you can do better than this! Yet I hold out some hope that his presidency will grow into something good...and Mr. Trump showed some promise of this with his address to the joint session of Congress last night...
I wasn't able to follow all of his speech, and what I did hear was through radio, not television...so I was spared the president's annoying repertoire of goofy facial expressions as he delved through his material. Nor was I exposed to the vice-president and house speaker sitting behind him, with their own smug expressions...along with the Republican side cheerleading the speaker on and the Democrats going to their own lengths to express their "resistance" to our elected president. Content-wise, Donald Trump was true to the issues that he ran on during the campaign, pointing out what he regarded as failures of the previous administration...as well as some of earlier ones. But he also struck tones of inclusiveness, unity, and optimism when he opened up the address by decrying the recent outbreak of anti-Semitic attacks and how he wanted to lift up those living in the inner cities. He balanced the idea of free trade with that of negotiating with other countries as America's advocate, first and foremost. I have a big problem with a lot of he is promoting, but our new president showed his potential for being an effective communicator with this speech...he should focus on this venue and discard the petty, petulant nonsense of his angry personal vendettas in favor of displaying a better image of himself. Last night was a promising first step, but will Donald Trump go down this road? I rather doubt it, although he would be well-served by resisting his baser impulsive and reactive instincts and instead take his presidency to a higher, more dignified level...
I wasn't able to follow all of his speech, and what I did hear was through radio, not television...so I was spared the president's annoying repertoire of goofy facial expressions as he delved through his material. Nor was I exposed to the vice-president and house speaker sitting behind him, with their own smug expressions...along with the Republican side cheerleading the speaker on and the Democrats going to their own lengths to express their "resistance" to our elected president. Content-wise, Donald Trump was true to the issues that he ran on during the campaign, pointing out what he regarded as failures of the previous administration...as well as some of earlier ones. But he also struck tones of inclusiveness, unity, and optimism when he opened up the address by decrying the recent outbreak of anti-Semitic attacks and how he wanted to lift up those living in the inner cities. He balanced the idea of free trade with that of negotiating with other countries as America's advocate, first and foremost. I have a big problem with a lot of he is promoting, but our new president showed his potential for being an effective communicator with this speech...he should focus on this venue and discard the petty, petulant nonsense of his angry personal vendettas in favor of displaying a better image of himself. Last night was a promising first step, but will Donald Trump go down this road? I rather doubt it, although he would be well-served by resisting his baser impulsive and reactive instincts and instead take his presidency to a higher, more dignified level...
Tuesday, February 28, 2017
My February 2017 Running Report
In February this year my running mileage increased substantially from the previous month, greatly helped out by the unintended 14.2-mile run I managed to swing during this past Sunday morning's Five Points of Life Half-Marathon...read that day's article for details. By the way, my official finishing time in that race was better than I had anticipated, at 2:24:39...you can see the complete race results (I ran in the men's age 60-64 category) through the following link: [link]...
So after two years, I finally got around to finishing another half-marathon, although it was fraught with numerous obstacles. But the main thing is that I ran it and completed it...whew, glad that's over! Now I can get back to a reasonable running regimen. But wait, there's that local Run for Haven 10K race coming up in a couple of weeks that I've run the last couple of years in Tioga, a few miles west of Gainesville. Who knows, maybe I'll do better in it this time around: I think this race is starting to become an annual habit for me, in spite of it being held late in the afternoon when temperatures are the hottest...
Anyway, as I was saying, my total running mileage for this past month increased substantially over January's total, reaching 123 miles, with the upsurge credited to that recent half-marathon plus my gradual recovery from the upper-respiratory viral infection I suffered last month...with an annoying, lingering sensitive throat prone to coughing. I somehow unwittingly managed to run on every day of February, and of course my longest run was for that strange 14.2-mile jaunt on race day...
I'm feeling a bit on the optimistic side about my future running prospects, but I need to train intelligently and have some ambitious but realistic goals set in front of me to pursue. The weather, already very warm for this winter season, is only going to heat up in the next few weeks and I need to take that into account when I go out to run distance on a regular basis. Then again, there's always a treadmill waiting 24/7 for me at the gym...and mixing up the routine with walking and bicycling (plus a little swimming) may be the way to go for the future...
So after two years, I finally got around to finishing another half-marathon, although it was fraught with numerous obstacles. But the main thing is that I ran it and completed it...whew, glad that's over! Now I can get back to a reasonable running regimen. But wait, there's that local Run for Haven 10K race coming up in a couple of weeks that I've run the last couple of years in Tioga, a few miles west of Gainesville. Who knows, maybe I'll do better in it this time around: I think this race is starting to become an annual habit for me, in spite of it being held late in the afternoon when temperatures are the hottest...
Anyway, as I was saying, my total running mileage for this past month increased substantially over January's total, reaching 123 miles, with the upsurge credited to that recent half-marathon plus my gradual recovery from the upper-respiratory viral infection I suffered last month...with an annoying, lingering sensitive throat prone to coughing. I somehow unwittingly managed to run on every day of February, and of course my longest run was for that strange 14.2-mile jaunt on race day...
I'm feeling a bit on the optimistic side about my future running prospects, but I need to train intelligently and have some ambitious but realistic goals set in front of me to pursue. The weather, already very warm for this winter season, is only going to heat up in the next few weeks and I need to take that into account when I go out to run distance on a regular basis. Then again, there's always a treadmill waiting 24/7 for me at the gym...and mixing up the routine with walking and bicycling (plus a little swimming) may be the way to go for the future...
Monday, February 27, 2017
Just Finished Reading Maria Semple's Today Will Be Different
I am an avid reader, as you probably already know if you've read this blog for any amount of time. Yet I've hardly begun to scratch the surface of all that is out there to read. Take Maria Semple, for example. A few years ago she had a blockbuster bestseller with her novel Where'd You Go, Bernadette, but I had neither heard of her nor of this book when I selected, almost at random, her 2016 work Today Will Be Different from my local public library's shelves. So I had no idea what I was in for...as it turned out, my reading experience with this book was refreshingly different...
The premise of Today Will Be Different is basic enough: Eleanor, a fifty-year old woman with a background in the TV industry, who with her long-time physician husband has carved out the yuppie dream in suburban Seattle, has woken up one morning and resolved that "today will be different". Her idea is, of course, that she is responsible for what goes on in her life and, by consciously deciding to do a lot of little constructive things, she will improve her life...sounds like something I would do, something easier decided than implemented, though. Instead, it seems that with each succeeding hour her life is unraveling...her little boy Timby is having problems at school and manipulates the staff there...and later his pediatrician, into being released so that he can tag along with mommy all day... which doesn't make mommy very happy. And then Eleanor discovers that her hubby is apparently on "vacation" from his office...without telling her and leading her to suspect that he is having an affair. So instead of a positive, self-controlled day, Eleanor slips further and further into melancholic introspection about her family, including remembering her estranged sister Ivy. Along the way, she interacts with different folks she encounters, displaying a tendency to abruptly, emotionally scream at people in public settings and doing all sorts of crazy, impulsive things. And I'd better leave off here in case you might want to read this story for yourself...
Yes, Today Will Be Different contains a lot of introspection from the viewpoint of someone who has inner conflicts between her previous role with her career and her current one as a homemaker...with regrets abounding about her past, vulnerability about the present, and uncertainty about her future. I found that, in a general sense, I could be sympathetic to Eleanor's situation and yet also feel that she was in a great way responsible for the predicaments she found herself in. And she was also a little bit too much of a drama queen to boot. Furthermore, I had some difficulty in feeling for this relatively healthy and wealthy middle-to-upper class person with her assumptions and prejudices...and discontent. But that's not to disparage the author, who I believe honestly depicted a flawed...and often quite funny...character...
It isn't often that I would recommend that a book I read be adapted to the screen, but I think that, with the proper casting and direction, Maria Semple's Today Will Be Different would make quite a good television movie. I read some reviews online for this book and discovered that many who read it and her earlier novel Where'd You Go, Bernadette found that they had far too many similarities, which detracted from their enjoyment of the latter. Still, maybe someday I'll get hold of Semple's more widely known work and try it out for size...
The premise of Today Will Be Different is basic enough: Eleanor, a fifty-year old woman with a background in the TV industry, who with her long-time physician husband has carved out the yuppie dream in suburban Seattle, has woken up one morning and resolved that "today will be different". Her idea is, of course, that she is responsible for what goes on in her life and, by consciously deciding to do a lot of little constructive things, she will improve her life...sounds like something I would do, something easier decided than implemented, though. Instead, it seems that with each succeeding hour her life is unraveling...her little boy Timby is having problems at school and manipulates the staff there...and later his pediatrician, into being released so that he can tag along with mommy all day... which doesn't make mommy very happy. And then Eleanor discovers that her hubby is apparently on "vacation" from his office...without telling her and leading her to suspect that he is having an affair. So instead of a positive, self-controlled day, Eleanor slips further and further into melancholic introspection about her family, including remembering her estranged sister Ivy. Along the way, she interacts with different folks she encounters, displaying a tendency to abruptly, emotionally scream at people in public settings and doing all sorts of crazy, impulsive things. And I'd better leave off here in case you might want to read this story for yourself...
Yes, Today Will Be Different contains a lot of introspection from the viewpoint of someone who has inner conflicts between her previous role with her career and her current one as a homemaker...with regrets abounding about her past, vulnerability about the present, and uncertainty about her future. I found that, in a general sense, I could be sympathetic to Eleanor's situation and yet also feel that she was in a great way responsible for the predicaments she found herself in. And she was also a little bit too much of a drama queen to boot. Furthermore, I had some difficulty in feeling for this relatively healthy and wealthy middle-to-upper class person with her assumptions and prejudices...and discontent. But that's not to disparage the author, who I believe honestly depicted a flawed...and often quite funny...character...
It isn't often that I would recommend that a book I read be adapted to the screen, but I think that, with the proper casting and direction, Maria Semple's Today Will Be Different would make quite a good television movie. I read some reviews online for this book and discovered that many who read it and her earlier novel Where'd You Go, Bernadette found that they had far too many similarities, which detracted from their enjoyment of the latter. Still, maybe someday I'll get hold of Semple's more widely known work and try it out for size...
Sunday, February 26, 2017
Ran Today's Five Points of Life Half-Marathon
This morning I ran my first half-marathon race in two years, finishing my hometown of Gainesville's Five Points of Life event for the fourth time in eight years. It was also the race I was the least prepared for, having not consistently trained for that 13.1-mile distance as I have in the past with regular runs of five to ten miles...and it was reflected in my final finishing-line-crossing time of 2:26:08, easily by far my all-time slowest half-marathon. Looking back on it, I had no business in running it, but I did it anyway. But I probably would have come out of it with a better time had a number of mishaps not beset me, beginning with the race's start...
I had read somewhere that the Five Points of Life Half-Marathon, which runs concurrently with the marathon event, was set to begin at 7:30 am...my mistake was not to back up this observation. I got up early in the morning and timed everything to reach the race site's parking lot (behind the Orthopaedic Center off SW 34th Street) around a half-hour before the start...it was a nippy 47 degrees and I didn't want to spend too much time standing around shivering before the race, but I still wanted to use their bathroom facilities. I found some empty remaining parking spaces in the back and noticed the lack of runners mulling around when I got out of the car. And then I heard the national anthem being played and, still a half-mile from the starting line, I realized I had made a huge mistake: I nearly sprinted the distance and reached the race just as it was beginning, filing into the crowd of entrants near the rear. I was already winded before the race began and I needed to go to the bathroom! Still, I kept my head, found a volunteer pacer for a slower pace than I had planned, and flowed with my circumstances. I eventually did find a portable bathroom after about two miles, but I had to wait about five minutes in line to get to use it. When I emerged, my pacer was way down the road and I knew it would take a while to catch up. A mile or two later I found myself succumbing to a severe coughing attack and had to stop and walk for another five minutes or so, wondering whether the race would end in this ignoble fashion for me. But I persevered and eventually caught up with my pacer, who was running the full marathon at a five-hour pace...meaning that sticking with him would give me around a two-hour thirty minute half-marathon time. I had planned to follow someone pacing for a 2:15 time but after that initial rush to begin the race, I settled into a more pragmatic strategy. I stuck with the pacer's group then for most of the remainder of the race and appreciate the great job he did. He was always looking around him and asking how runners in his contingent were doing while pointing out hydration stations with Gatorade and water and turns in the course. I was sorely reminded of the hilliness of this course and began to suffer a bad cramp in my right thigh right near the end of the race while going (again) uphill on Fraternity Row. My pacer pulled up beside me and walked with me, asking if I'd like him to stay with me to the end. But although I appreciated his concern, I told him this same thing happened two years earlier and I would be fine. So he went on ahead to pace his marathon distance and I recovered after yet another five-minute walking break to finish this difficult race. Yet I'll say one thing: in spite of me running a fast half-mile just before the race began, getting sidetracked waiting at the porta-potty for five minutes and having to stop and walk for a total of about ten minutes due to coughing and cramps, my energy level remained strong to the end. Several hours later, my legs feel sore, but that's normal...I'm definitely going to take it easy with the running for the next few days.
As for the total distance I ran and my final time: the (fast) half-mile I ran just before the race added to the total mileage, but then I discovered on my android phone GPS tracker that I had covered 13.7 miles during the race! So my run was actually for a total of 14.2 miles. As for the finishing time, as I had mentioned, I crossed the line at 2:26:08...but it took about 30-40 seconds at the race's beginning to even reach the starting line. Whether that will be taken into account when they tabulate my "official" time, I don't know. Not that it really matters...I'm just happy I stuck with the race through all the adversity and finished it with my head held up high. Having supportive people around me was a real help, too. Oh, and if you're wondering what the photo is that I included with this article, it is the view in front of us running westward on SW 2nd Avenue, during the second half of the race, in the direction of the University of Florida campus...
Saturday, February 25, 2017
Farewell, Alan Colmes
Alan Colmes was one of my favorite opinion makers on television and radio...and he passed away on Thursday from lymphoma at the age of 66. Whenever he was a guest on a FoxNews Channel show, I would always look forward to hearing his take on the topic being discussed. And seeing how Fox, despite its ridiculous claims to "fair and balanced" journalism, was very biased in favor of the Republican Party's talking points, it was fun to see Colmes consistently stand apart from everyone else...not necessarily to espouse a liberal/leftist agenda, but rather to inject some healthy, blunt realism into the on-air discussions. For many years he had cohosted the Hannity and Colmes show, and later had his own talk show on Fox News Radio that I used to be able to pick up on a weak local AM station here in Gainesville. On that show he would interview guests from all political persuasions, always treating them with professional dignity while standing true to his own beliefs. Because Colmes was employed by Fox and had many conservative friends there, some on the political left criticized him as if he were some kind of traitor to their cause. That's a shame...I think each of us has our own set of beliefs and the right to choose whatever form of venue in which to express them, and none of us owe allegiance to others who arrogantly claim to have an inside track to legitimacy on any side of the political debate...
Alan Colmes was a blessing to us while he was here...I'll miss him.
Friday, February 24, 2017
Quote of the Week...from Bryant McGill
One of the most sincere forms of respect is actually listening to what another has to say.
---Bryant McGill
I had never heard of Bryant McGill before I read this quote of his. He is something of a pop philosopher/motivator who has devoted the recent years to promoting human rights across the world. He sounds like someone whom I would be interested in following...I understand he's written a few books. Well, knowing that he seems to be generally esteemed and respected is the main thing for today's purposes. After all, if someone...say, Adolf Hitler or Pol Pot, had written the above, I don't think I'd be using it! But then again, I doubt that villains of this ilk would have authored such a quote since neither was terribly interested in hearing what others had to say, being ruthless dictators that they were...
What exactly does it mean to listen to others, anyway? It's not quite as straightforward as it may seem on the surface, for listening is not really a passive form of behavior. Listeners are actively communicating interest, directing the flow of the talker's speech, and carefully remembering as much as possible. Also, sometimes listening is a bit of a tight-rope act when someone is saying things with which you disagree: respect who's talking and, for their sake, honor their viewpoints, but don't compromise your own beliefs...
Of course, there are a few folks who dive directly into their favorite topics of discourse and go on endlessly with their opinions. With these, who can come across as relentless bores, I think the listener's trick is to catch them off guard and get them talking about themselves...but not about their favorite talking points. I've seen good listeners in action: they are patient with whom they are conversing, they almost never directly dispute what they are saying while searching for places of affirmation, and display their interest and affection by remembering and recalling the speaker's own personal interests and endeavors...and asking about them and how they are doing. You might think that good listening is something that introverts might do better than extroverts, but being an introvert myself, I would beg to differ with that assumption: I know I can do much better listening to others than I am currently doing. You not only need to value people in general, but you also need to want to seek them out proactively and draw out what they think is the most important to them...that sounds like awfully extroverted behavior to me...
I don't think one needs to be like Larry King to be able to effectively listen to others: just keep it simple, ask for clarification when you don't understand what someone says, and try to put to memory what they said. I know this from personal experience: not from me being a good listener to others, but from others being good listeners to me. Oh, and it would go a long way to remember people's names, another sticking point with me...
---Bryant McGill
I had never heard of Bryant McGill before I read this quote of his. He is something of a pop philosopher/motivator who has devoted the recent years to promoting human rights across the world. He sounds like someone whom I would be interested in following...I understand he's written a few books. Well, knowing that he seems to be generally esteemed and respected is the main thing for today's purposes. After all, if someone...say, Adolf Hitler or Pol Pot, had written the above, I don't think I'd be using it! But then again, I doubt that villains of this ilk would have authored such a quote since neither was terribly interested in hearing what others had to say, being ruthless dictators that they were...
What exactly does it mean to listen to others, anyway? It's not quite as straightforward as it may seem on the surface, for listening is not really a passive form of behavior. Listeners are actively communicating interest, directing the flow of the talker's speech, and carefully remembering as much as possible. Also, sometimes listening is a bit of a tight-rope act when someone is saying things with which you disagree: respect who's talking and, for their sake, honor their viewpoints, but don't compromise your own beliefs...
Of course, there are a few folks who dive directly into their favorite topics of discourse and go on endlessly with their opinions. With these, who can come across as relentless bores, I think the listener's trick is to catch them off guard and get them talking about themselves...but not about their favorite talking points. I've seen good listeners in action: they are patient with whom they are conversing, they almost never directly dispute what they are saying while searching for places of affirmation, and display their interest and affection by remembering and recalling the speaker's own personal interests and endeavors...and asking about them and how they are doing. You might think that good listening is something that introverts might do better than extroverts, but being an introvert myself, I would beg to differ with that assumption: I know I can do much better listening to others than I am currently doing. You not only need to value people in general, but you also need to want to seek them out proactively and draw out what they think is the most important to them...that sounds like awfully extroverted behavior to me...
I don't think one needs to be like Larry King to be able to effectively listen to others: just keep it simple, ask for clarification when you don't understand what someone says, and try to put to memory what they said. I know this from personal experience: not from me being a good listener to others, but from others being good listeners to me. Oh, and it would go a long way to remember people's names, another sticking point with me...
Thursday, February 23, 2017
2/19 Sermon on the Life of Joseph, Part 6
Forgiveness is the theme of the most recent installment of Pastor Philip Griffin's series on the life of Joseph from the book of Genesis, presented last Sunday at The Family Church in Gainesville...and titled Upcycling: From Trash to Treasure. The Biblical text of focus is Genesis 42:6 through 45:8, which you can access in the New International Version via Bible Gateway through the following link: [link]...
Jacob's favorite son Joseph, presumed dead, is now in charge of much of the governing of Egypt, and his interpretation of Pharaoh's dream...of seven future years of famine...is now coming true. But he has prepared for it and Egypt has vast storehouses of grain that attract those suffering from surrounding famine-stricken areas...including the homeland of Jacob, who sends his ten older sons to Egypt to buy some and bring it back. Joseph meets with them, but they don't recognize him and he tests them to see whether they have regretted and repented of their earlier treatment of them...moreover he is concerned about the safety of his little brother Benjamin, also favored over the others by their father. After his brothers "pass" his test, Joseph reveals his true identity and expresses his forgiveness of them...after all, God used their bad aims for good and placed Joseph in a position to ultimately save his family...
In applying this passage, Pastor Philip stressed that forgiving is not the same as forgetting...after all, "it is precisely because we cannot forget that we must forgive". Neither does it mean wiping the slate clean, so to speak, and trusting the transgressor as if they have never done anything meriting forgiveness. Forgiving someone, after all, is the act of the forgiver and doesn't at all imply any change for the better...or any contrition...on the part of whom they are forgiving. But, as Philip continued, it does mean relinquishing one's right to get even and exact revenge. That doesn't mean, though, that what was lost shouldn't be grieved: on the contrary, grief is a process to get over the loss in order to it from being in control. Joseph made a point of expressing his forgiveness to his brothers...when advisable, letting others know that you have forgiven them is a good idea...although I would like to add a caveat to this. For if you approach someone who isn't even aware that they had done anything wrong, then telling them you forgive them comes out sounding like a manipulative sort of accusation...
Finally, Pastor Philip recognized that forgiveness isn't just a decision one makes one time...it often needs to be repeated and reinforced. But not, in my opinion, in such a way in which it serves as a verbal weapon of aggression in order to continually remind the offender, long already supposedly forgiven...
I have my own views on the subject of forgiving, having been on this planet with my fellow humans for some sixty years and having experienced quite a variety of offensive behavior against me...with myself guilty as well of some against others. When it comes to forgiving others, there are some transgressions that are so egregious that they are literally criminal...the need to forgive is very clear in these cases. On the other hand, if you have allowed yourself to fall into the habit of seeking fairness in every social situation and collect offenses the way others collect coins or stamps, then this notion of always forgiving others, in a way, only reinforces the justice trap you have allowed yourself to become ensnared within. So as one final caveat to the above excellent message from Pastor Philip, I would like to add that it might be a good idea to first pray to God for discernment as to whether someone's transgression against you is really a transgression at all...and for the ability to see yourself from their point of view...
If you'd like to watch Philip Griffin's message, here is a link to the church's YouTube video website: [link]. The Family Church, located at 2022 SW 122nd Street, holds its Sunday morning services at 9:30 and 11 and has discipleship courses and family groups available as well. And the praise music is very inspiring!
Jacob's favorite son Joseph, presumed dead, is now in charge of much of the governing of Egypt, and his interpretation of Pharaoh's dream...of seven future years of famine...is now coming true. But he has prepared for it and Egypt has vast storehouses of grain that attract those suffering from surrounding famine-stricken areas...including the homeland of Jacob, who sends his ten older sons to Egypt to buy some and bring it back. Joseph meets with them, but they don't recognize him and he tests them to see whether they have regretted and repented of their earlier treatment of them...moreover he is concerned about the safety of his little brother Benjamin, also favored over the others by their father. After his brothers "pass" his test, Joseph reveals his true identity and expresses his forgiveness of them...after all, God used their bad aims for good and placed Joseph in a position to ultimately save his family...
In applying this passage, Pastor Philip stressed that forgiving is not the same as forgetting...after all, "it is precisely because we cannot forget that we must forgive". Neither does it mean wiping the slate clean, so to speak, and trusting the transgressor as if they have never done anything meriting forgiveness. Forgiving someone, after all, is the act of the forgiver and doesn't at all imply any change for the better...or any contrition...on the part of whom they are forgiving. But, as Philip continued, it does mean relinquishing one's right to get even and exact revenge. That doesn't mean, though, that what was lost shouldn't be grieved: on the contrary, grief is a process to get over the loss in order to it from being in control. Joseph made a point of expressing his forgiveness to his brothers...when advisable, letting others know that you have forgiven them is a good idea...although I would like to add a caveat to this. For if you approach someone who isn't even aware that they had done anything wrong, then telling them you forgive them comes out sounding like a manipulative sort of accusation...
Finally, Pastor Philip recognized that forgiveness isn't just a decision one makes one time...it often needs to be repeated and reinforced. But not, in my opinion, in such a way in which it serves as a verbal weapon of aggression in order to continually remind the offender, long already supposedly forgiven...
I have my own views on the subject of forgiving, having been on this planet with my fellow humans for some sixty years and having experienced quite a variety of offensive behavior against me...with myself guilty as well of some against others. When it comes to forgiving others, there are some transgressions that are so egregious that they are literally criminal...the need to forgive is very clear in these cases. On the other hand, if you have allowed yourself to fall into the habit of seeking fairness in every social situation and collect offenses the way others collect coins or stamps, then this notion of always forgiving others, in a way, only reinforces the justice trap you have allowed yourself to become ensnared within. So as one final caveat to the above excellent message from Pastor Philip, I would like to add that it might be a good idea to first pray to God for discernment as to whether someone's transgression against you is really a transgression at all...and for the ability to see yourself from their point of view...
If you'd like to watch Philip Griffin's message, here is a link to the church's YouTube video website: [link]. The Family Church, located at 2022 SW 122nd Street, holds its Sunday morning services at 9:30 and 11 and has discipleship courses and family groups available as well. And the praise music is very inspiring!
Wednesday, February 22, 2017
Just Finished Reading Erin Morgenstern's The Night Circus
Erin Morgenstern is an emerging writer who wrote her first and only (so far) book, The Night Circus, as an entry in a book-writing contest. It was published in 2011 and has received critical acclaim. Never having heard of the author and novel before, I discovered it through the simple and time-tested expedient of browsing though the shelves of my local public library. Seeing that it did not appear to be part of a series, I checked it out...in order to check it out. And I've just finished reading it...
Spanning mainly the years from 1885 to 1902 and initially centered in London, England, The Night Circus has two intertwining stories that inevitably come together as they progress: a boy and girl have each been chosen, by elderly magicians...who possess the ability to perform real magic...to be the combatants in a contest of magic against each other. In the meantime, a new traveling circus is being organized, one that combines illusion, acrobatics, fortune-telling, and thrilling settings to dazzle the customers. And the Night Circus does dazzle, always mysteriously suddenly appearing unannounced in a field somewhere and then opening its tents from sundown to sunrise until, a few days later, it suddenly disappears, only to set up its operations outside a different town. Marco and Celia, the two contestants, find themselves involved in the circus, with the former working as an assistant to the circus's producer, forming a huge bonfire that bestows magical effects on it and its performers...and the latter as one of those performers, an illusionist who disguises to the enthralled spectators the fact that her acts are truly magical. Neither Marco nor Celia, although bound to participate in the "game", know anything of its rules...eventually they discover each other as their opponent...and unwittingly grow closer and closer, to the consternation of their "sponsors"...
Ultimately, the most compelling and sympathetic characters in The Night Circus are introduced in the middle of the story: a teen-age boy, Bailey, and the young circus-born twins Poppet and Widget, who form strong friendships with each other and play an increasingly important role in the resolution of the intensifying crisis...
I have mixed feelings about this book. Morgenstern's narrative style to me seemed too stiff and presumptive...on the other hand, the characters' spoken dialogue was amazing...especially that of Widget, a master storyteller with a magical gift of empathy. As with any tale in which the author attempts to create a new "universe", there is a necessary balance between going too far to explain everything, bogging the reader down in details...and not going far enough, creating the danger of too much confusion. Maybe, just maybe, The Night Circus erred a little on the side of not saying enough. Still, I recommend it and am looking forward to Erin Morgenstern's next book. I've also read that there may be a movie in the works, based on The Night Circus...
Spanning mainly the years from 1885 to 1902 and initially centered in London, England, The Night Circus has two intertwining stories that inevitably come together as they progress: a boy and girl have each been chosen, by elderly magicians...who possess the ability to perform real magic...to be the combatants in a contest of magic against each other. In the meantime, a new traveling circus is being organized, one that combines illusion, acrobatics, fortune-telling, and thrilling settings to dazzle the customers. And the Night Circus does dazzle, always mysteriously suddenly appearing unannounced in a field somewhere and then opening its tents from sundown to sunrise until, a few days later, it suddenly disappears, only to set up its operations outside a different town. Marco and Celia, the two contestants, find themselves involved in the circus, with the former working as an assistant to the circus's producer, forming a huge bonfire that bestows magical effects on it and its performers...and the latter as one of those performers, an illusionist who disguises to the enthralled spectators the fact that her acts are truly magical. Neither Marco nor Celia, although bound to participate in the "game", know anything of its rules...eventually they discover each other as their opponent...and unwittingly grow closer and closer, to the consternation of their "sponsors"...
Ultimately, the most compelling and sympathetic characters in The Night Circus are introduced in the middle of the story: a teen-age boy, Bailey, and the young circus-born twins Poppet and Widget, who form strong friendships with each other and play an increasingly important role in the resolution of the intensifying crisis...
I have mixed feelings about this book. Morgenstern's narrative style to me seemed too stiff and presumptive...on the other hand, the characters' spoken dialogue was amazing...especially that of Widget, a master storyteller with a magical gift of empathy. As with any tale in which the author attempts to create a new "universe", there is a necessary balance between going too far to explain everything, bogging the reader down in details...and not going far enough, creating the danger of too much confusion. Maybe, just maybe, The Night Circus erred a little on the side of not saying enough. Still, I recommend it and am looking forward to Erin Morgenstern's next book. I've also read that there may be a movie in the works, based on The Night Circus...
Tuesday, February 21, 2017
SpaceX Rocket Launches Successfully from Canaveral After Delay
Sunday morning the SpaceX Falcon 9 rocket, carrying the Dragon spacecraft containing supplies and experiments for the International Space Station, successfully launched after a day's delay. The original 10 am Saturday launch target from Cape Canaveral was scrubbed at the last minute when a technical complication arose...SpaceX CEO Elon Musk himself made the decision to back off the launch...better to be safe than sorry. This pioneering company has already had its share of setbacks, including a launch pad explosion last year that destroyed a $250 million satellite. The plan is to eventually transport people into space using the Falcon 9 and Dragon, but I think the company would like to first drastically improve its reliability...
Our previous president, Barack Obama, is often accused by those on the political right of being a socialist and wanting more and more state control over businesses. Yet in 2010 he essentially privatized our space program by first ditching the plans of his predecessor, George W. Bush, which involved a highly centralized project to establish a permanent moon base, and then placing the future of space exploration into the hands of private companies, SpaceX rising to become the most notable and ambitious of them. Their goals are very bold: to send a manned mission to Mars and back within ten years and to follow that by settling the Red Planet in the 2030s. But wait...here comes yet another president onto the scene...
Donald Trump hasn't spoken much about the American space program, except to criticize Obama for scrapping Bush's Constellation moon project. Does he intend to continue along with his immediate predecessor's privatization/Mars goals or will he veer off in a different direction? Being pretty gung ho about space exploration, I'm hoping he'll do both: keep our eyes set on Mars while returning to the moon in a more permanent fashion. But we really don't know what our new president will do, do we? After all, during the final days of his first presidential campaign in 2008, Barack Obama traveled through Florida and assured the people in the Space Coast area that he would not upset his predecessor's plans...and then proceeded to renege on his word once he stepped into office. If Trump wants to change my opinion of him in a positive way, he at the very least will not backtrack the way Obama did and will honor the continuity through successive administrations that our space program so desperately needs...
Our previous president, Barack Obama, is often accused by those on the political right of being a socialist and wanting more and more state control over businesses. Yet in 2010 he essentially privatized our space program by first ditching the plans of his predecessor, George W. Bush, which involved a highly centralized project to establish a permanent moon base, and then placing the future of space exploration into the hands of private companies, SpaceX rising to become the most notable and ambitious of them. Their goals are very bold: to send a manned mission to Mars and back within ten years and to follow that by settling the Red Planet in the 2030s. But wait...here comes yet another president onto the scene...
Donald Trump hasn't spoken much about the American space program, except to criticize Obama for scrapping Bush's Constellation moon project. Does he intend to continue along with his immediate predecessor's privatization/Mars goals or will he veer off in a different direction? Being pretty gung ho about space exploration, I'm hoping he'll do both: keep our eyes set on Mars while returning to the moon in a more permanent fashion. But we really don't know what our new president will do, do we? After all, during the final days of his first presidential campaign in 2008, Barack Obama traveled through Florida and assured the people in the Space Coast area that he would not upset his predecessor's plans...and then proceeded to renege on his word once he stepped into office. If Trump wants to change my opinion of him in a positive way, he at the very least will not backtrack the way Obama did and will honor the continuity through successive administrations that our space program so desperately needs...
Monday, February 20, 2017
Decided to Stay an Extra Day at Daytona Beach
Well, Melissa and I were enjoying the beach and hotel so much here at Daytona Beach that we decided to extend the stay to a second night...we'll definitely be heading back to Gainesville tomorrow. I enjoyed the pool and swam some laps...maybe it's time to resume that form of exercise regularly at my gym, which features a great indoor pool. I also ran 4.5 miles on the beach, this time using a free GPS mileage-tracking android app I just installed last night. This should make it a lot easier to be creative about my future running, walking, and biking...no need anymore to map out a course in advance and measure its length...
It's a good thing to have at least one full day to enjoy at the beach...checking in one afternoon and leaving the next morning seems a bit incomplete. We spent a great deal of time outdoors, and it was refreshing and invigorating for both Melissa and me. The two of us enjoyed a twilight/early evening walk down the beach after flying a little kite that she had recently purchased (that's what I'm doing in the above photo). And tomorrow morning we'll still be here, although the emphasis will be more strongly task-oriented as we pack up to go back home. Yes, we need to get away like this more often...
Sunday, February 19, 2017
Short Stay at Daytona Beach
For the extended President's Day weekend, Melissa and I decided to drive over to Daytona Beach and stay overnight at our favorite hotel here. The above picture was taken in the late afternoon from our sixth floor balcony...that big shadow is of our hotel over the beach and water. The patrol car is going by announcing the impending closing of the beach at night to automotive traffic. I haven't been in the pools yet, but I did get in a nice 2.6 mile run at sunset along the shore to the Daytona Beach pier and back...the beach seems almost deserted, in sharp contrast to what it's like in the summertime or during major holidays. I'm now writing this from that same balcony at night, overlooking the lighted pool and a burning fire pit warming up the surroundings...it is just a little bit on the chilly side right now and pretty breezy...still, for February this is warm...
We'll be leaving here for Gainesville sometime tomorrow afternoon. I plan to make good use of the pool and get in another run...although temperatures are expected to climb into the 80s. Yes, it's wintertime, or so they say...hard to believe with this unseasonably warm weather. But for our purposes, Melissa and I are enjoying it all and appreciate the chance to take in a little break and a welcome change of scenery...
Saturday, February 18, 2017
Just Finished Reading The Fall of Hyperion by Dan Simmons
It took a little while, but I finally just finished reading The Fall of Hyperion, the second book in Dan Simmons' four-volume Hyperion Cantos series. As is often the case with this genre of literature, the author has created his own universe of the future, complete with intricate details about how humankind left the Earth and settled other star systems. With Hyperion, there are two waves of space settlement, one coming before the "Big Mistake" that eventually turned the Earth into a black hole (don't worry, folks...we all still have about twenty more years left)...and the other a more massive hegira from our doomed planet, done out of the necessity of survival. AI, or artificial intelligence, has developed so much in the early 21st century (this novel came out in the early 1990s) that humanity has become totally dependent on it without being to control it any longer. After the disaster, the AI's "Technocore" bestows a gift on humankind: the farcaster, a device that allows instantaneous travel between worlds of systems light years apart. With this technology, the second wave of space settlers terraforms planet after planet, in the process destroying indigenous life forms and imposing their own images of "old" Earth wherever they go. Meanwhile, the first wave has gone down a different path, choosing instead to adapt to the different environments of the worlds they settle by changing themselves through genetic manipulation. These two groups of humanity eventually descend into war against each other...and the remote outpost planet of Hyperion...controlled by that second-wave called the Hegemony but sought by the Ousters...turns into the focus of attention as seven pilgrims are chosen to visit the enigmatic Time Tombs there to solve the mystery of their anti-entropic fields and seek out the monstrous Shrike. I know, I know, there is way too much stuff here to digest and I haven't even gotten around to the characters...but Simmons is relentless with his detailed descriptions and explanations for everything, often using terminology that is nonexistent in our present "real" world. Like I said, it took me a while to get through both books...and I'm only halfway through with the series...
What saved The Fall of Hyperion for me is how well Dan Simmons developed his characters...and what distinct personalities each of them has! The poet, the professor, the warrior, the diplomat, the priest, the detective, and the ship's captain form complex relationships with one another...and each comes from his or her own special background that brings them together on the desolate landscape of the Tombs. But there is more: one of the AI entities in the Technocore has created a resurrected persona of the famous 19th century poet John Keats in the form of a "cybrid", i.e. a fully human entity whose essence is nevertheless AI. This character dreams the experiences of the pilgrims on Hyperion and reports it all to the Hegemony's leader, a striking personality who models herself on Winston Churchill...
Even after reading The Fall of Hyperion, I'm left scratching my head over what it all means. There is definitely here the kind of atmosphere reminiscent of the Terminator and Matrix movies, where humanity has foolishly relinquished its authority over its own developed technology and has to suffer the consequences. But I'm still not quite sure what the heck the Time Tombs were all about, what the point was about one of the characters pulling a "Benjamin Button" and physically regressing from adulthood to infancy...and what exactly was this empathetic entity from the future that everybody seemed to be looking for? Hey, I know...you can read it for yourself and then explain it all to me!
What saved The Fall of Hyperion for me is how well Dan Simmons developed his characters...and what distinct personalities each of them has! The poet, the professor, the warrior, the diplomat, the priest, the detective, and the ship's captain form complex relationships with one another...and each comes from his or her own special background that brings them together on the desolate landscape of the Tombs. But there is more: one of the AI entities in the Technocore has created a resurrected persona of the famous 19th century poet John Keats in the form of a "cybrid", i.e. a fully human entity whose essence is nevertheless AI. This character dreams the experiences of the pilgrims on Hyperion and reports it all to the Hegemony's leader, a striking personality who models herself on Winston Churchill...
Even after reading The Fall of Hyperion, I'm left scratching my head over what it all means. There is definitely here the kind of atmosphere reminiscent of the Terminator and Matrix movies, where humanity has foolishly relinquished its authority over its own developed technology and has to suffer the consequences. But I'm still not quite sure what the heck the Time Tombs were all about, what the point was about one of the characters pulling a "Benjamin Button" and physically regressing from adulthood to infancy...and what exactly was this empathetic entity from the future that everybody seemed to be looking for? Hey, I know...you can read it for yourself and then explain it all to me!
Friday, February 17, 2017
Quote of the Week...from Winston Churchill
Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm.
----Winston Churchill
Because President's Day is coming up...between the birthdays of Abraham Lincoln and George Washington...I was tempted to select a former president for this week's quote. But then I saw the above saying of the great twentieth century British Prime Minister Winston Churchill and I changed my mind...because, like other quotes on this blog, it seemed pretty profound...
There is a "counterquote" to the above, one of W.C. Fields' most famous comedic lines: "If at first you don't succeed, try, try again. Then quit. There's no point in being a damn fool about it." Well, for many things it is this quote of Fields that applies, and for a few it's a good idea to heed Churchill. After all, in any challenging ongoing endeavor the underlying motivation for it is crucial as to whether, when confronted with repeated failures, I can maintain my enthusiasm for the project or lose interest for lack of positive feedback. Sometimes after all, we can choose to pursue something unwisely and we need to have an inner mechanism that allows us to see the "writing on the wall" and change our focus to something else that dovetails with where we want to go. On the other hand, experiencing failures, especially at the beginning of an undertaking, can serve by itself as an excuse for quitting. Just be aware that, like anything else in life, failures can serve as lessons for improvement or signals to change what you're doing to something else. There's nothing inherently wrong in changing your mind as to what you want to do...in a way, that's learning from failures as well. But Winston Churchill's quote looks back from the vantage point of having been successful...and that view sees that success as having been built upon a foundation of many, many failures...each one providing instruction and direction to the ultimate goal...
----Winston Churchill
Because President's Day is coming up...between the birthdays of Abraham Lincoln and George Washington...I was tempted to select a former president for this week's quote. But then I saw the above saying of the great twentieth century British Prime Minister Winston Churchill and I changed my mind...because, like other quotes on this blog, it seemed pretty profound...
There is a "counterquote" to the above, one of W.C. Fields' most famous comedic lines: "If at first you don't succeed, try, try again. Then quit. There's no point in being a damn fool about it." Well, for many things it is this quote of Fields that applies, and for a few it's a good idea to heed Churchill. After all, in any challenging ongoing endeavor the underlying motivation for it is crucial as to whether, when confronted with repeated failures, I can maintain my enthusiasm for the project or lose interest for lack of positive feedback. Sometimes after all, we can choose to pursue something unwisely and we need to have an inner mechanism that allows us to see the "writing on the wall" and change our focus to something else that dovetails with where we want to go. On the other hand, experiencing failures, especially at the beginning of an undertaking, can serve by itself as an excuse for quitting. Just be aware that, like anything else in life, failures can serve as lessons for improvement or signals to change what you're doing to something else. There's nothing inherently wrong in changing your mind as to what you want to do...in a way, that's learning from failures as well. But Winston Churchill's quote looks back from the vantage point of having been successful...and that view sees that success as having been built upon a foundation of many, many failures...each one providing instruction and direction to the ultimate goal...
Thursday, February 16, 2017
2/12 Sermon on the Life of Joseph, Part 5
The Family Church here in Gainesville continued its Sunday morning message series titled Upcycling: Trash to Treasure, as Pastor Philip Griffin focuses on the life of Joseph from the Old Testament book of Genesis. We've reached the point in the story when Joseph is in prison based on a false charge. But he refuses to become bitter and makes the most of his confinement by ministering to others around him. After interpreting Pharaoh's cupbearer's dream for him, Joseph asks him to remember what he did and speak on his behalf to Egypt's ruler...but the cupbearer forgets and Joseph continues his imprisonment. Eventually, though, Pharaoh himself has his own unsettling dreams and his cupbearer finally remembers Joseph and recommends him...ending his long wait in prison and abruptly changing his home to that of a palace...
Pastor Philip pointed out that when God wants to use someone, he will make them go through a period of waiting...this is borne out multiple times in scripture. And the end of that waiting period may well come about just when it seems that there is no way out of it. Waiting builds character...including, of course, patience...and can, after it is over, give us greater confidence in God that he will provide the desires of our hearts...as the pastor explained. And the big picture of what God has in store for our lives becomes clearer...
The Family Church is located at 2022 SW 122nd Street and holds its Sunday morning services at 9:30 and 11. You can watch Pastor Philip's message on the church's YouTube video site...just click on the following link: [link]. And now here is the Bible text discussed here: Genesis 41:15-52 through 42:1-5, in the New International Version, courtesy of Bible Gateway:
41 15 Pharaoh said to Joseph, “I had a dream, and no one can interpret it. But I have heard it said of you that when you hear a dream you can interpret it.”
16 “I cannot do it,” Joseph replied to Pharaoh, “but God will give Pharaoh the answer he desires.”
17 Then Pharaoh said to Joseph, “In my dream I was standing on the bank of the Nile, 18 when out of the river there came up seven cows, fat and sleek, and they grazed among the reeds. 19 After them, seven other cows came up—scrawny and very ugly and lean. I had never seen such ugly cows in all the land of Egypt. 20 The lean, ugly cows ate up the seven fat cows that came up first. 21 But even after they ate them, no one could tell that they had done so; they looked just as ugly as before. Then I woke up.
22 “In my dream I saw seven heads of grain, full and good, growing on a single stalk. 23 After them, seven other heads sprouted—withered and thin and scorched by the east wind. 24 The thin heads of grain swallowed up the seven good heads. I told this to the magicians, but none of them could explain it to me.”
25 Then Joseph said to Pharaoh, “The dreams of Pharaoh are one and the same. God has revealed to Pharaoh what he is about to do. 26 The seven good cows are seven years, and the seven good heads of grain are seven years; it is one and the same dream. 27 The seven lean, ugly cows that came up afterward are seven years, and so are the seven worthless heads of grain scorched by the east wind: They are seven years of famine.
28 “It is just as I said to Pharaoh: God has shown Pharaoh what he is about to do. 29 Seven years of great abundance are coming throughout the land of Egypt, 30 but seven years of famine will follow them. Then all the abundance in Egypt will be forgotten, and the famine will ravage the land. 31 The abundance in the land will not be remembered, because the famine that follows it will be so severe. 32 The reason the dream was given to Pharaoh in two forms is that the matter has been firmly decided by God, and God will do it soon.
33 “And now let Pharaoh look for a discerning and wise man and put him in charge of the land of Egypt. 34 Let Pharaoh appoint commissioners over the land to take a fifth of the harvest of Egypt during the seven years of abundance. 35 They should collect all the food of these good years that are coming and store up the grain under the authority of Pharaoh, to be kept in the cities for food. 36 This food should be held in reserve for the country, to be used during the seven years of famine that will come upon Egypt, so that the country may not be ruined by the famine.”
37 The plan seemed good to Pharaoh and to all his officials. 38 So Pharaoh asked them, “Can we find anyone like this man, one in whom is the spirit of God?”
39 Then Pharaoh said to Joseph, “Since God has made all this known to you, there is no one so discerning and wise as you. 40 You shall be in charge of my palace, and all my people are to submit to your orders. Only with respect to the throne will I be greater than you.”
41 So Pharaoh said to Joseph, “I hereby put you in charge of the whole land of Egypt.” 42 Then Pharaoh took his signet ring from his finger and put it on Joseph’s finger. He dressed him in robes of fine linen and put a gold chain around his neck. 43 He had him ride in a chariot as his second-in-command, and people shouted before him, “Make way!” Thus he put him in charge of the whole land of Egypt.
44 Then Pharaoh said to Joseph, “I am Pharaoh, but without your word no one will lift hand or foot in all Egypt.” 45 Pharaoh gave Joseph the name Zaphenath-Paneah and gave him Asenath daughter of Potiphera, priest of On, to be his wife. And Joseph went throughout the land of Egypt.
46 Joseph was thirty years old when he entered the service of Pharaoh king of Egypt. And Joseph went out from Pharaoh’s presence and traveled throughout Egypt. 47 During the seven years of abundance the land produced plentifully. 48 Joseph collected all the food produced in those seven years of abundance in Egypt and stored it in the cities. In each city he put the food grown in the fields surrounding it. 49 Joseph stored up huge quantities of grain, like the sand of the sea; it was so much that he stopped keeping records because it was beyond measure.
50 Before the years of famine came, two sons were born to Joseph by Asenath daughter of Potiphera, priest of On. 51 Joseph named his firstborn Manasseh and said, “It is because God has made me forget all my trouble and all my father’s household.” 52 The second son he named Ephraim and said, “It is because God has made me fruitful in the land of my suffering.”
53 The seven years of abundance in Egypt came to an end, 54 and the seven years of famine began, just as Joseph had said. There was famine in all the other lands, but in the whole land of Egypt there was food. 55 When all Egypt began to feel the famine, the people cried to Pharaoh for food. Then Pharaoh told all the Egyptians, “Go to Joseph and do what he tells you.”
56 When the famine had spread over the whole country, Joseph opened all the storehouses and sold grain to the Egyptians, for the famine was severe throughout Egypt. 57 And all the world came to Egypt to buy grain from Joseph, because the famine was severe everywhere.
42 When Jacob learned that there was grain in Egypt, he said to his sons, “Why do you just keep looking at each other?” 2 He continued, “I have heard that there is grain in Egypt. Go down there and buy some for us, so that we may live and not die.”
3 Then ten of Joseph’s brothers went down to buy grain from Egypt. 4 But Jacob did not send Benjamin, Joseph’s brother, with the others, because he was afraid that harm might come to him. 5 So Israel’s sons were among those who went to buy grain, for there was famine in the land of Canaan also.
Pastor Philip pointed out that when God wants to use someone, he will make them go through a period of waiting...this is borne out multiple times in scripture. And the end of that waiting period may well come about just when it seems that there is no way out of it. Waiting builds character...including, of course, patience...and can, after it is over, give us greater confidence in God that he will provide the desires of our hearts...as the pastor explained. And the big picture of what God has in store for our lives becomes clearer...
The Family Church is located at 2022 SW 122nd Street and holds its Sunday morning services at 9:30 and 11. You can watch Pastor Philip's message on the church's YouTube video site...just click on the following link: [link]. And now here is the Bible text discussed here: Genesis 41:15-52 through 42:1-5, in the New International Version, courtesy of Bible Gateway:
41 15 Pharaoh said to Joseph, “I had a dream, and no one can interpret it. But I have heard it said of you that when you hear a dream you can interpret it.”
16 “I cannot do it,” Joseph replied to Pharaoh, “but God will give Pharaoh the answer he desires.”
17 Then Pharaoh said to Joseph, “In my dream I was standing on the bank of the Nile, 18 when out of the river there came up seven cows, fat and sleek, and they grazed among the reeds. 19 After them, seven other cows came up—scrawny and very ugly and lean. I had never seen such ugly cows in all the land of Egypt. 20 The lean, ugly cows ate up the seven fat cows that came up first. 21 But even after they ate them, no one could tell that they had done so; they looked just as ugly as before. Then I woke up.
22 “In my dream I saw seven heads of grain, full and good, growing on a single stalk. 23 After them, seven other heads sprouted—withered and thin and scorched by the east wind. 24 The thin heads of grain swallowed up the seven good heads. I told this to the magicians, but none of them could explain it to me.”
25 Then Joseph said to Pharaoh, “The dreams of Pharaoh are one and the same. God has revealed to Pharaoh what he is about to do. 26 The seven good cows are seven years, and the seven good heads of grain are seven years; it is one and the same dream. 27 The seven lean, ugly cows that came up afterward are seven years, and so are the seven worthless heads of grain scorched by the east wind: They are seven years of famine.
28 “It is just as I said to Pharaoh: God has shown Pharaoh what he is about to do. 29 Seven years of great abundance are coming throughout the land of Egypt, 30 but seven years of famine will follow them. Then all the abundance in Egypt will be forgotten, and the famine will ravage the land. 31 The abundance in the land will not be remembered, because the famine that follows it will be so severe. 32 The reason the dream was given to Pharaoh in two forms is that the matter has been firmly decided by God, and God will do it soon.
33 “And now let Pharaoh look for a discerning and wise man and put him in charge of the land of Egypt. 34 Let Pharaoh appoint commissioners over the land to take a fifth of the harvest of Egypt during the seven years of abundance. 35 They should collect all the food of these good years that are coming and store up the grain under the authority of Pharaoh, to be kept in the cities for food. 36 This food should be held in reserve for the country, to be used during the seven years of famine that will come upon Egypt, so that the country may not be ruined by the famine.”
37 The plan seemed good to Pharaoh and to all his officials. 38 So Pharaoh asked them, “Can we find anyone like this man, one in whom is the spirit of God?”
39 Then Pharaoh said to Joseph, “Since God has made all this known to you, there is no one so discerning and wise as you. 40 You shall be in charge of my palace, and all my people are to submit to your orders. Only with respect to the throne will I be greater than you.”
41 So Pharaoh said to Joseph, “I hereby put you in charge of the whole land of Egypt.” 42 Then Pharaoh took his signet ring from his finger and put it on Joseph’s finger. He dressed him in robes of fine linen and put a gold chain around his neck. 43 He had him ride in a chariot as his second-in-command, and people shouted before him, “Make way!” Thus he put him in charge of the whole land of Egypt.
44 Then Pharaoh said to Joseph, “I am Pharaoh, but without your word no one will lift hand or foot in all Egypt.” 45 Pharaoh gave Joseph the name Zaphenath-Paneah and gave him Asenath daughter of Potiphera, priest of On, to be his wife. And Joseph went throughout the land of Egypt.
46 Joseph was thirty years old when he entered the service of Pharaoh king of Egypt. And Joseph went out from Pharaoh’s presence and traveled throughout Egypt. 47 During the seven years of abundance the land produced plentifully. 48 Joseph collected all the food produced in those seven years of abundance in Egypt and stored it in the cities. In each city he put the food grown in the fields surrounding it. 49 Joseph stored up huge quantities of grain, like the sand of the sea; it was so much that he stopped keeping records because it was beyond measure.
50 Before the years of famine came, two sons were born to Joseph by Asenath daughter of Potiphera, priest of On. 51 Joseph named his firstborn Manasseh and said, “It is because God has made me forget all my trouble and all my father’s household.” 52 The second son he named Ephraim and said, “It is because God has made me fruitful in the land of my suffering.”
53 The seven years of abundance in Egypt came to an end, 54 and the seven years of famine began, just as Joseph had said. There was famine in all the other lands, but in the whole land of Egypt there was food. 55 When all Egypt began to feel the famine, the people cried to Pharaoh for food. Then Pharaoh told all the Egyptians, “Go to Joseph and do what he tells you.”
56 When the famine had spread over the whole country, Joseph opened all the storehouses and sold grain to the Egyptians, for the famine was severe throughout Egypt. 57 And all the world came to Egypt to buy grain from Joseph, because the famine was severe everywhere.
42 When Jacob learned that there was grain in Egypt, he said to his sons, “Why do you just keep looking at each other?” 2 He continued, “I have heard that there is grain in Egypt. Go down there and buy some for us, so that we may live and not die.”
3 Then ten of Joseph’s brothers went down to buy grain from Egypt. 4 But Jacob did not send Benjamin, Joseph’s brother, with the others, because he was afraid that harm might come to him. 5 So Israel’s sons were among those who went to buy grain, for there was famine in the land of Canaan also.
Wednesday, February 15, 2017
Framing the Years
When I look back on my early childhood, I know that back then I was aware of the passage of time: days, weeks, seasons...and even years. But the actual time in my life when I first consciously became aware of how time is specifically numbered, i.e. by one's age, the calendar year, or grade level in school is problematic. I can pinpoint events that happened when I was two to six years old: I remember the events but not necessarily the designated time in which they occurred...that I may have retroactively inserted into my memory. I think I remember people telling me when I became three years old...and from then on I counted the years that way. When I entered first grade in September 1962 (skipping kindergarten), my teacher Mrs. Parsons...perhaps the best one I had ever since...often had us pupils write the dates, including the year, on our papers. And when my grandfather Papa (my mother's father) died on Christmas Day 1962, it was an important date marker in my mind. As I grew older and progressed through school, my grade level and the calendar year were the dominant means by which I regarded the years, my age fading more and more into the background...I think that tended to set me apart to a great degree from my peers. When I began to follow popular music and prime time television in earnest in 1964, and politics and sports in 1968, the calendar year designation became stronger with me. Of course, after my school years grade level was meaningless and I was left with my age and the calendar year to frame time, along with the ages of my wife and children and how long we've been married...
Until I turned sixty last October, the year number has been my dominant point of reference in referring to the passage of time. I not only tended to refer to events happening in the world around me in terms of the calendar year, but also those in my personal life. But I know that I am entering a period in which my age will progressively matter more and more, although I would have preferred to just continue focusing on the calendar year to mark the passage of time. After all, there is that ultimate, unknown...but eventual...cap on one's own age somewhere in the approaching future while the calendar year just keeps going on and on and on...
Until I turned sixty last October, the year number has been my dominant point of reference in referring to the passage of time. I not only tended to refer to events happening in the world around me in terms of the calendar year, but also those in my personal life. But I know that I am entering a period in which my age will progressively matter more and more, although I would have preferred to just continue focusing on the calendar year to mark the passage of time. After all, there is that ultimate, unknown...but eventual...cap on one's own age somewhere in the approaching future while the calendar year just keeps going on and on and on...
Tuesday, February 14, 2017
Happy Birthday, My Dear Melissa
We've come around the calendar once again to one of my very top favorite dates of the year: the birthday of my adorable, beautiful wife Melissa. What a blessing to have had her in my life all these years! Happy Birthday, Sweetheart...and of course happy St. Valentine's Day as well!
Monday, February 13, 2017
Mixed Feelings About Warm Winters of Late
Here we are entering the middle of February, and I hear there are snowstorms in the northeastern part of the country. Meanwhile, here in Gainesville it is a sunny, clear 78 degrees...little indication of winter as many trees and shrubbery continue with their greenery, unlike in years past when pretty much all you saw were bare branches everywhere. And I also used to be able to go from late November until early March without the need to mow the lawn...forget that now, as well. As far as I can remember, early 2011 was the last time we had a cold winter...I know that because back then my car's horn would get stuck around 28 degrees and suddenly go off honking uncontrollably in the early morning hours on a number of occasions. Well, there's no danger of anything like that happening here anytime soon. And then there was the first half-marathon I ever ran, the Five Points of Life Half-Marathon here in Gainesville on the morning of February 14th, nearly seven years ago: the temperature at starting time was a frigid 25-27 degrees. The 2017 edition of this race will be held in less than two weeks, and I expect much warmer conditions. Don't get me wrong: I'm not complaining too much about it being warmer, but I'd at least like for the highs not to rise too much beyond 70, at least for this season. But of course, I'll take this current weather any day over the snow and ice in the north...
Sunday, February 12, 2017
Watching the Grammys Right Now on CBS
I've been doing something this evening I have steadfastly avoided over previous decades: watching the Grammy Awards on TV. It started at eight and, at this writing, there is still about an hour and a half left. Late night talk show host James Corden is doing a good job hosting it...so far I've only heard one direct political barb against our new president, with Corden inserting it into an almost undecipherable opening rap/rant. The nominees, by and large, are the usual bunch of established acts like Adele, Bruno Mars, Beyoncé, Alicia Keyes, Carrie Underwood, Kanye West, Justin Bieber, Keith Urban, while a few new ones...most notably (to me) Lukas Graham and Twenty One Pilots, are talented and have some good music out there. Most of the winners this year are no surprises...literally, they've been announced in advance, maybe so that an astonished, dismayed, and drunken Kanye West won't once again rush up onstage in anger in case Beyoncé fails to win in a category...as a matter of fact, I haven't yet seen our first declared candidate for president in 2020. But there are a few categories, it seems, that will have to wait for the final announcement...so Trump's successor Kanye may be waiting in the wings somewhere. As for Beyoncé, she is a consummate, talented performer with a great singing voice; my problem is how so intensely many seem to idolize her...then again, I grew up during the Beatlemania years and some folks were more than a little nuts over them, too. And sorry, I've never been able to figure out Adele and her popularity...I think Regina Spektor should instead be a number one hits superstar, up for multiple awards. Unfortunately, she seems to be nominated for nothing this year in spite of her great album from 2016 titled Remember Us to Life. I was very heartened to find out that the late David Bowie won multiple awards, including one for best rock song, Blackstar, which to me is truly the best song from 2016. He also won for best alternative rock album, also titled Blackstar...
No, I don't care for much of the music being aired here on the Grammys...but I believe that the way this show has been conducted (so far) is far classier and more professionally done than were the MTV Video Awards a few months ago, one of the more unpleasant (putting it lightly) spectacles ever to disgrace my television screen...
No, I don't care for much of the music being aired here on the Grammys...but I believe that the way this show has been conducted (so far) is far classier and more professionally done than were the MTV Video Awards a few months ago, one of the more unpleasant (putting it lightly) spectacles ever to disgrace my television screen...
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