Showing posts with label me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label me. Show all posts

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Why? ... okay, Why? ... really, Why?


A recent conversation with a friend triggered something in my head. Part of what makes me who I am, is that I am incessantly asking the question "why?"  I'm like that little kid that every time you give them an answer they ask why again.  I think I only give the courtesy of reprieve because I'm processing the answers I get, and at least some acknowledgement of how annoying being asked why over and over again is.  But ultimately, along every line of questions I come to a question that just can't be answered.  At least not yet

Much like one of my favorite videos asking: "What are birds?"


Of course, we just don't know.

In any case, I'll get all my answers eventually, I keep looking, I keep trying, I keep working at it.  I just need to remember why I'm doing it.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Sports Aptitude Diagnosis, SAD

After playing some basketball with some friends today and being utterly unable to make anything further than 5-10 ft away.  I decided to re-evaluate the athletic abilities in order from best to worst.

1. Ultimate Frisbee
2. Touch Rugby
3. Soccer
4. Football
5. Racquetball
6. Volleyball
7. Aussie Rules Football
8. Basketball
9. Tennis
10. Bowling
11. Golf
12. Cricket
Pretty much after this point, I'm completely relying on basic athletic skill, and have no reasonable experience or familiarity with the sports, or in some instances, lack a necessary skill (ie skating) in order to be able to participate in these sports.

So that's pretty much it, if it's on that list, I'll probably play, if it's not, I probably will still play, but don't expect much of me.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Manliness

It was a good thanksgiving break. I got quite a bit done of things I needed to do, but I also got some good time in with my family.  Mostly, the time I spent with them was good, there wasn't actually a lot of it.  But amongst every, I was reminded somewhere amongst all the taking care of things around the house in Provo, and being ready for the storm, that my Dad really did teach me a lot of manly skills.  I'm really grateful for it, because they've helped me out on numerous occasions. But there is more to being manly than just handy man skills, there is a great website called The Art of Manliness that often has information all types of this stuff.  This recent post reminded me of something else I saw while I was at home.  The poem the Man in the Glass:

When you get what you want in your struggle for self
And the world crowns you king for a day,
Just go to the mirror and take a look at yourself
And see what that man has to say.

For it isn't your Father or Mother or wife
Whose judgment upon you must pass,
The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the one staring back from the glass.


Some people might think you're a straight-shooting chum
And call you a wonderful guy.
But the man in the glass says you're only a bum
If you can't look him straight in the eye.

He's the fellow to please, never mind all the rest,
For he's with you clear to the end
And you've passed your most dangerous test, if the man in the glass is your friend.

You may fool all the world down the pathway of years
And get pats on the back as you pass
but your final reward will be heartache and tears
if you've cheated the man in the glass.

-Unknown

I can still almost recite that poem.  It was first shown to me by my brother who was given it from the track coach. A coach I later had myself.  While that coach may not have been the most stellar example of all gospel principles, he certainly gave a good example in a lot of aspects of life.  A bunch of great talks on charity today, taught me how much good there is to look for and see in other people. I hope to develop more of the attributes of manliness I see in those around me, and I also hope to be an example to those around me.  Although, for now, I feel like I pass the test, I've always done my best, and though if I could I would make different decisions, I've always made the best decisions I could with the understanding and experience I've had at the time.

Ultimately, though, this is the true manliness I aspire to, and the man in the glass I want to see is Jesus Christ:
 Moroni 7:48
Wherefore, my beloved brethren, pray unto the Father with all the energy of heart, that ye may be filled with this love, which he hath bestowed upon all who are true followers of his Son, Jesus Christ; that ye may become the sons of God; that when he shall appear we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is; that we may have this hope; that we may be purified even as he is pure. Amen.

But for now, I'll have to be content with what I have, because as Paul talks about comparing now to that time that we will meet the saviour:
 1 Corinthians 13:12
 For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Top Ten

As much as I love the other topics... (except for zucchini bread, not that good )

The top ten things I'm thankful for sounds like a good idea.

10.  Fire and guns
9.  Modern conveniences
8.  Outdoors
7.  Athletics
6.  knowledge and intelligence
5.  My friends
4.  My trials
3.  The education I have
2.  The gospel
1.  My family, all of them

maybe I'll do a funnier one sometime.  Cause, there a lot of funny things I'm thankful for.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Uncovering the Book of the Left

Tomorrow is regional conference and I'm quite excited for it.  Unfortunately, leadership meeting is about 4 hours from now and I've only moderately slept.  oh well, such is my life.

The amusing thing is I decided to look through my old missionary notes from meetings in order to sort of mentally prepare myself.  I really could have been doing better with my gospel studies considering the free time I have.  There are a lot of really good things in those notes.  It made me happy to read them.  But the funniest thing is on the last page I have a whole bunch of what looks like a kindergartner's handwriting of the alphabet.

It is:

The Book of the Left

I hadn't really forgotten I'd done this, but it was really funny to see.  It was when one very boring P-day with nothing to do out in the middle of nowhere's nowhere.  I practiced writing with my left hand.  It was interesting as an understatement and left me with a headache worse than the first time I learned calculus or quantum mechanics.  I did ultimately do it a few more times I think in my daily planners.  All things considered, it isn't that bad of handwriting... at least in comparison to my dominate hand.

Odd I know, but then... it's me so what would you expect

Monday, April 5, 2010

Life is good

After having spent the weekend with the simultaneous joys of conference, and pains of probable food poisoning.  I came to a more clear and firm decision.  Life is good.  In spite of hardships, the joys of life are incomparable.  The contrast and coexistence of the two states helped made that very clear.

The fun result, is I now feel fully justified and saying life is good regardless of what trials are going on in life.  I have always been generally what I feel is an optimistic person.  Even during bad days, life is good, nothing has ever been so bad that my outlook could really be negative.  Although stressful, I've always had faith that if I do my best, things will work out, and if they don't work out like I'd like, then it wasn't meant to be, so why worry.  So responding life is good in such times, always felt like I was hiding something, even though that's how I felt.  It's like acknowledging the difference between understanding a test IS hard, and that a test was easy for ME.  Life may be hard, but I feel up for it, so it's good.

So how's life for you?

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Know it all


Knowing everything is somewhat of a joking goal I have for life. I mean really, I don't expect that I'll be able to know everything. Not in this life at least. But, there are SO many interesting things to know, and most of them help make me a better person. However, as studying economics has shown, there is an opportunity cost for everything. Although I may have learned many things in the hours I've spent clicking through the vast stores of information on the web. There are other things I've missed out on. What experiences could I have had with that time, what people could I have met that I've now forever missed out on? I don't know. Ah, and there is the problem...

Monday, March 29, 2010

The Reader Beware

If you're reading this blog, I assume this means you know me. However, I think few of you ever get more than a rare glimpse into the things my mind ponders. I make no real apologies for the strange nature of the methods and subjects of my pondering. If you don't know me, you may be even more surprised at how my mind works.

You have been warned