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Nov 10
To those who have served…
I open the packed refrigerator and complain because there’s nothing to eat. My family’s three cars have a little too much patina. There are 150 channels to choose from, and yet there’s nothing good on TV tonight. I go to bed and my pillow is a little too lumpy.
I suffer from too much. A byproduct from a generation that sacrifice was a way of life and by it, allowed us to live in prosperity. Abundance brings with it a virus called ingratitude, and I have suffered from bouts of this affliction as well. How can you relate to people and a lifestyle that you have never experienced? Every time period has had its givers and takers, and I would venture to guess that this generation has more takers than givers. We are seeing the death of an era. The WWII generation is in its final days and when they’re gone, we’ll have lost the wisdom that goes with them.
I have not served in the military, nor have I made a sacrifice for my country. I am a person who has lived in the aura of the blood that was shed so that we’d be able to live in freedom. The men and women who’ve given up their down pillows and warm beds for sleepless nights, uncertainty, and frazzled nerves are the true heroes that we are to admire.
Today, we have a new group of soldiers that are willing to put their lives on the line to hold back 
the evil that roams the earth. We have too many reasons to remain complacent, but they do it. To voluntarily give up the lap of luxury, to serve is truly remarkable. I thank God for all of those who have sworn this oath to protect this country:
I, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God.
I cannot adequately express my gratitude to all those who have sacrificed for this country. I am awed and envious. As best as I try to relate, I am not in the family of soldiers. My perspective is that of an outsider. But, you have given all of us a gift. A gift of liberty and freedom. Some may squander it, and some may relish it. At times, I live close to both of these truths.
Even though saluting is reserved to those within the “family”, I stand with you and I salute you. I am grateful beyond words. From one of us to all of you… thank you.
Nov 10
Absence makes the Camera grow Fonder
For my daughter Allison’s birthday in March, I decided to give her my Nikon D40x camera and lens kit as a gift. She had been dabbling in photography for a while with her point-and-shoot, so I thought it would be nice to see if she was serious about this picture taking thing. She has tried on various “hobbies” and nothing has seemed to stick. The tributary of this was that I would then be able to upgrade to a new camera – not that I had an ulterior motive! So my quest began.
My first choice for a camera replacement was a Nikon D90, mainly because of its video capabilities. I figured I would be able to save the money and make the purchase. The camera had been out for a couple of years, so I decided to check and see if there were any new cameras poised to be released. I checked with Nikon Rumors, a website that is dedicated to just such a venture since Nikon (or any other camera manufacturer for that matter) does not give any indication when it may be releasing new gear.
Well, lo and behold, in July, they stated that there was a camera coming out that would be a replacement for the D90. Hmm, now what do I do? It would be coming out in the fall. No name yet, no definitive specs, so I decided to wait. Why invest into a discontinued item? Finally, in August, they announced the name, the D7000. More information kept trickling in and I was getting more and more excited about this new camera. I still didn’t know what the price would be, but it would be available in September – October. It finally showed up on Amazon’s website on September 15th, and I placed my order for the body only. If it shipped soon, I would still be able to take some nice fall pictures. Well, here we are in November and still no clue as to when the camera might ship.
In all this talking about my dilemma, one important element has been glossed over. What about Allison and her photography experiment? Well, it stuck. She has fallen in love with photography and has even purchased a new lens (35mm f/1.8). She has taken thousands of pictures and has even has taken some senior pictures for her friends. She has a natural eye for taking unique shots. I have seen her blossom in more than just photography since then. She has found something that truly makes her happy and expresses her creative side.
It’s been eight months without a camera and I don’t think I have been without a camera for that long in my entire adult life. My love for photography has just grown during this absence and I get to see that love manifest in Allison’s photography. What has been my loss has been her gain and I could not be happier!
Jun 10
Perfection? I think I will pass . . .
When you are doing a task, do you feel if it doesn’t get done “right”, you aren’t going to do it at all? What does doing it “right” look like? Is it perfection? Diligent effort over a period of time will produce a high degree of effectiveness, not perfection.
Perfection is: “an exemplification of supreme excellence or an unsurpassable degree of accuracy or excellence”.
I was thinking about this and how easy it is to be in one extreme or another on this matter. One extreme is putting in a half-hearted effort over a long period of time and having only marginal results. Never approaching anything close to what would be considered perfection.
The other extreme is what I want to focus on, putting in so much time into a project because you want to get as close to perfect as you can. This results in one of two things.
- Accomplishing very little, but what you do is as close to perfect as you can get.
- Not starting anything because you know you will not have the time to do it to your level of perfection.
The end result is the same, being ineffective and having minimal influence in those things you do. I work at a church where we have an awesome music department, a great T.V. department, and a strong web presence. I oversee our IT area, along with supporting over 30 websites with a skeleton staff. Our IT staff has shrunk over the past few years and we have lost some good web programmers. We have taken over the support of more of our Outreach ministry websites from volunteers who develop in their own favorite flavor of code. In order for us to accomplish this, we had to change the way we do business. We standardized on developing all our sites in Joomla, realizing we needed to be as effective as we could with the limited resources we had. It was a complete shift in traditional thinking, but it has worked out.
Below is a chart of what perfection should look like. As a co-worker of mine, Matt Leonetti said, “If it passes the mom test, it is good enough”. What does that mean? For those perfectionist out there it is this: If your mom can’t tell the difference between the product (music, video, or web) when you get to the “Sweet Spot”, or when it is done to your level of perfection, it passes.
Perfection robs you of being effective.
Perfection robs you of having an impact.
I am certainly not advocating grinding out shoddy work, but I am suggesting that you aim squarely at the “Sweet Spot” that produces maximum results without wasting time trying to gain a more perfect result, that for the most part, no one would notice. Ask yourself if you can relax your standards to get more accomplished, which in effect, increases your overall effectiveness.
I encourage you strive to be as effective as you can by putting in a consistent diligent effort at all you do, knowing that unfinished work benefits no one. Take the time to look at what you do differently and maximize your results without sacrificing the quality of your work.
Dec 09
Tis the Season . . . for what?
This time of year seems to magnify our emotions. A lot of lip service is paid to having a holly jolly Christmas, but for many it is a very lonely time. Isolated and without family, it can be a very trying time for some.
I wax and wane with these feelings during Christmas. The seemingly over-exuberance of fun others seem to have makes me feel like I am missing out on something. Like I am not part of the club – whatever “club” that might be. Stores are filled with hustle and bustle. Roads are jammed with busy travelers. But something is missing.
I’ve taken time off from work this week and next and have not yet felt like I can relax. Everything is caught up in the blur of preparations. We have three family Christmases to celebrate, and we’ve also have some work celebrations. These all take time to get ready for and once the event is over, it’s on to the next. Even when nothing is happening, the tape that plays over and over in my head is filled with the unfinished business for the next gathering. But busyness is a poor substitute for meaning.
When I was a kid, Christmas was the most special time of year. It was all about the food, cutting your own tree, beautiful lights, friends, family, baking cookies, and waiting. Why have things changed so much? Well, now we are the ones putting it all together. Being a kid, you just sat back and enjoyed the time. Is it possible to put the genie back in the bottle?
I think that is the challenge and what we all are faced with. Stop the hours of shopping, preparing, cleaning, running, and this and that. This week, I have wanted to go see a movie or two, maybe bowling, playing family games, making lefse, and other family fun. So far, no go . . . Even though I might have cleared the decks, if everyone else hasn’t, then we still have an issue. We ALL need to be on board. It’s a purposeful effort.
It really doesn’t matter what we do, as long as we do it together. So far this season, we have not got into the “family time” groove… yet. We have another week of vacation–and another opportunity. I hope you too can clear the decks, slow down, and add additional mortar to those special relationships in your life.
“And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more”. ~Dr. Seuss
Remember whose birth we celebrate this Christmas season. Without Him and what He did for us, we are lost. It is only through Jesus that we are able to freely give that gift of love to others. What we give was first given to us. Happy birthday, Jesus! Don’t forget Him. He is the reason for the season.
Dec 09
Honey, let’s go for a walk
That thought has drifted through my head at least once a week for the past 6 months – which happens to be the last time me and my wife Julie went for a walk. This morning it drifted through again. I reached up, grabbed it, and then hung on to it. While I was holding it captive, I proceeded to make an analysis if this is a good day for walk.
- Was it cloudy out? No – a little hazy
- Was it warm out? No – it was 20 degrees
- Was it windy out? No – it was relatively calm
- Did I feel like it? No – this isn’t unusual
- Do I need the exercise? Yes – 30 minutes a day goes a long way
Conclusion? Inconclusive evidence. By this time, I was sick enough of not getting out for a simple 30-minute walk, that I got up and asked Julie if she wanted to go for a walk. She said, “Sure!” Alright then! We were committed.
We got ready and set out. The air was crisp and the slight breeze quickly froze my cheeks (on my face). As we were walking, we started talking and the cold was quickly forgotten. Nothing earth-shattering or urgent, just nice casual conversation. This is one of the best by-products of getting out into another atmosphere with your spouse. Conversation happens much easier.
We are a 5-minute walk from a county park, so we headed in that direction. Within 10 minutes, we were walking along the Mississippi River. It seems like you enter another world. We were shaking our heads and asking why we don’t do this more often. It was absolutely beautiful outside. Yes, it might have been cold and winter-like (after all, it is December), but it completely recharges your batteries.
Therein lies the issue. If you know all the benefits, why don’t you do those things more often? Why are we ruled so much by our feelings. It’s ridiculous! I knew before we left that I would be happier, more healthy, and feeling better when we got home. But still, it was SIX months—the whole summer—since we took a walk! Arg!
Alright, a change is in order. If I made all my decisions on whether I “felt like it” or not, I wouldn’t do anything. Criminy! I need to move over into what the results would bring if I did what I was contemplating. I am not taking on the world, just this one thing. Thirty minutes of walking a day… outside and with Julie as much as possible. Alright, my sails are set. It says in James 2:17 “Thus also faith by itself, if it does not have works, is dead.” It is time that my faith mixes with the movement of my legs, and work with the Lord to accomplish those I couldn’t accomplish on my own.
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