Thursday, May 24, 2007

Relaciones con Familia: Presente y Futuro

Recently I have been thinking about family. Both in it's current form, and what it might potentially be at some distant unknown date. The question I keep posing to myself is how will my future family be different then my current family.

Yes, those involved will be varied. Personalities, quirks, character traits, emotions, interests, past times, passions, goals... This mix will most definitely be different. What I cannot seem to deny being the same is my immediate intimate relationship with them, will all its ups and downs.

Just like with my current family, I will come to know my future family inside and out. As such, I will be faced with the same relational thorns that scar my relationships now. The seemingly insurmountable instincts of my sinful nature will still exist. There will be times when my guard will drop and snap, I will loose my temper, get frustrated, push away, and argue with those I love, just as I do now with my current family.

It is here where the conviction settles in with it's unsettling prods at my heart. If I am not willing to put an effort into resolving problems now, how different will it be in the future? If I am not willing to communicate and pursue a growing healthy relationship now, why would it be any different in the future?

If nothing else, today is excellent training ground for tomorrow.

Ephesians 5:15-17 Be very careful, then, how you live - not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. Therefore do not be foolish, but understand what the Lord's will is.

My prayer is for the strength and wisdom to have healthy God pleasing relationships with my family, both today and tomorrow. That I will not look at my current relationship with my family as something that is temporary and passing, therefore not worth the effort. On the contrary, that I will invest myself wholly in my family, in relationships that will grow and mature as my position in life changes. That I will make the most of this opportunity with my family so that I will have the experience to have a joyful family of my own.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

One Up Me

...I dare you!

The challenge is for you to come up with a more witty/creative/original completion to a given sentence then me (and the roughly 40 other people who contribute) thereby "one up-ing me".

Example (Yesterday's winner, which just so happened to be posted by none other then myself.):

"He was like an elevator: never to be trusted in cases of emergency."

The registration is perfectly harmless (it doesn't even require an email address). Once you have a log-in you are able to post, as well as vote for the entries you think are best (just reading the entries can be entertaining in and of itself).

Every morning at 7:00 (eastern) a new sentence is posted along with the previous days winner. You have until 7:00 in the evening to post a reply and until midnight to vote.

I'm putting a link on my blog under "Site I Visit", if you are ever looking for a productive mentally stimulating way to burn some time.

...and it's a lot more fun then Sudoku.

Saturday, May 12, 2007

Stewartia Pseudocamellia

I have finally tracked down the name of my favorite tree, thanks to the botanical genius of Guy "Bilbo" Meacham.

The Stewartia Pseudocamellia:

Having journeyed across the Pacific from Japan, in the spring its branches spread wide with smooth taut bright green leaves reaching towards the sky. Summer invites the buds to unfold their snowy pedals revealing vibrant orange anthers. Upon falls arrival, the tree erupts in a brilliant explosion of gold, crimson, and purple. This deciduous looses its foliage in the winter only to expose it's multicolored exfoliating bark of contrasting shades of gray and brown.

Honestly, who has a favorite tree?

Sunday, May 06, 2007

White Nights

White Nights (i.e. summer nights in Petersburg) by Fyodor Dostoevsky opens with a quite humorous introspection by the narrator. I was laughing out loud at his detailed description of his intimate relationship (with people and inanimate objects alike) where no such relationship exists in reality. The loneliness of his reality fuses with the detail of his dream world when a real relationship with a young naive Nastenka is sparked.

The narrator embarks on beautiful strains of thought, such as when he reflects on idealism in the story of his life:
"For, after all, you do grow up, you do outgrow your ideals, which turn to dust and ashes, which are shattered into fragments; and if you have no other life, you just have to build one up out of these fragments. And meanwhile your soul is all the time craving and longing for something else. And in vain does the dreamer rummage about in his old dreams, raking them over as though they were a heap of cinders, looking in these cinders for some spark, however tiny, to fan into a flame so as to warm his chilled blood by it and revive in it all that he held so dear before, all that touched his heart, that made his blood course through his veins, that drew tears from his eyes, and that so splendidly deceived him!"
This reminds me of Oswald Chambers thoughts in Baffled to Fight Better. One can blind themselves to the tragedy at the core humanity and live a perfectly happy life raking the cinders all the while being "splendidly deceived". But if one removes the blinders, honestly facing the way things really are, one can not help but be pessimistic.

Later, the narrator ponders, after the simple minded Nastenka shares of her love for a man:
"But how beautiful people are when they are gay and happy! How brimful of love their hearts are! It is as though they wanted to pour their hearts into the heart of another human being, as though they wanted the whole world to be gay and laugh with them!"
For the same reason that Crime and Punishment is one of my favorite books, White Nights is written with a fantastic grip on human emotion. Specifically, at times I became filled with such embarrassment by the awkward tension created between the narrator and Nastenka.

Dostoevsky concludes this suprisingly easy to digest, tender, at times humorous, and raw perspective on love with a solid emotionally climatic ending.

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Blog Addict?

10 signs that you may be a blog addict.

I'm 5 out of 10. Not too shabby.

"Bloglines, Google Reader or some other RSS reader is constantly open on your computer's desktop."

"You tell customers that you missed a project deadline because "some things" came up but in reality, you were blogging." (I think this one covers school assignments as well)

"You get inspiration for new blog posts at the strangest times "

"In order for your family to keep up with what's going on in your life, they have to read your blog. Furthermore, if they want to communicate with you, they have to comment on your blog." (I just wish more people understood this)

"You blog about anything and everything including bad meals, your pets, getting your car stuck in snow, conversations you have in the bathroom, etc." (Raisins?)