Like so many around me, I tend to take a reactive, if not reflective approach to life. My whole life is basically a series of reactions to situations that might arise in my life at the time.
For some time now, I’ve been what many of “the faith” would call a back slider – one who was once a believer and follower of Christ who has chosen to deviate from the path of righteousness and salvation.
Almost eight years have passed since I was an active member of the Church and I find myself longing again for that sense of belonging, though I know I will not find it. I never truly found it in the Church.
I used to walk my own way to school.
Kicking at the stones and feeling strong.
That was when the world seemed my own.
Didn’t have to fear the unknown!
Now my life is changing so much.
I’m wondering if I’m losing my hold,
Of things that seemed so real they bit.
Now I’m so afraid I might slip
Completely without a clue
Trying to find my way back to you
Desperately gasping for air
Submerged in this chaos
You will be there
So, for most of you, Dependency Injection sounds like something you would associate with drug addiction. I assure you, this is not the case at all. At least not the Dependency Injection I’m talking about.
So often we take things for granted. Many times the things we take for granted are exactly the things we need most. The big things, as it were. Too often we forget to take the time to appreciate the things we have. We forget to acknowledge the people that have helped us become who we are today.
With Volleyball Season over and a new Bowling Season about to get started (for me at least. The season has been started for 2 months already!), I’ve been bombarded by constant reminders of just how much I really take for granted.
It’s funny what you can learn when you actually pay attention, isn’t it. It turns out that for the last 10 years or so, I’ve not been the best programmer I could be. Now, I never had any grand illusions that I was the best there was. I know well and good there are many areas of my professional life that could be dramatically improved, but recently I was kind of thrust in to a world I thought I was already pretty well versed in. Boy, how wrong I was!
Yesterday marked the fifth anniversary of my marriage to Jennifer Lee Colwell. In fives years we have experienced many of the classic problems that come with marriage. Learning manage our personalities. Learning to manage our finances. Learning to respect each other and love each other, even when we want to kill each other. And yet, through all of that I can say I love my wife more today than I did the day I married her.
In today’s fast paced society, it’s so easy to get caught up and lose ourselves in all the humdrum of daily life. Everything is instant these days. Patience is a virtue few possess.
It’s funny how certain things trigger thoughts and ideas, but I just recently had a “conversation” in the comments on one of my wife’s old photos, from about 6 years ago. It made me really think. How often do we really stop to consider the things that really matter?
This morning I was going through my Facebook feed and came across a video shared by one of the girls on the volleyball squad I help coach. The video depicted a woman beating the hell out a screaming child, probably 6-8 months old, with a pillow, slapping it across the head and bouncing stuff off it’s head. The child started to calm down and began crawling to it’s mother for comfort, she shoved it over then started hitting it, making it scream all over again.
For months now, I’ve chronicled the state of my internet service on my facebook account. Well, after months and months of constant call to the support center and hearing “WOW! You’ve had 100 drops in the last week!” and having several technicians come out to the house, only to have them tell us “You’re getting full service. So what’s the problem?” and “We’re working to the spans right now, but you’re getting a perfect signal from DSLAM.” why are we no closer to getting a stable, reliable internet connection. That is what we’re paying them for right?
Well, in a new twist to this story, a neighbor of ours, also a Windstream customer, call the billing center to see if she could get some money on her bill. The woman on the other end of the line actually had the audacity to tell her “Well, you’re getting your internet for free anyway, so…”