Thinking Aloud

A couple of verses to share , this one from Phillipians 3, this is Paul talking,

“Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”

And one other from Matthew 6

“So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”

Looks like there’s just one place to focus.  Today.

I find myself reading quite a bit these days. Granted much of the reading is online. It’s still reading. And… well what’s the point of all this reading?

• Learning
• Enjoyment
• Up to Date-ness
• Procrastinating

I enjoy reading, but I think I REALLY enjoy doing things.
MEh, I don’t quite know what I’m trying to say here. But it would be nice to point at some things that I have done, even if it is just writing book reports. Somehow reading for escape, seems to be losing its charm.

Let’s do something.

To substantiate my claim I offer the definition of a Dementor adapted to the mall. Definition lifted from the HP Lexicon and unabashedly butchered for my purposes.

"Malls are among the foulest places on the face of the earth. They infest the darkest, filthiest places, they glory in mock-beauty and despair, they drain peace, hope, and happiness out of the air around them. Even the shop-a-holic feels the malls ghastly presence, though they can't keep themselves away. Get too near the Mall and every good feeling, every happy memory will be sucked out of you. If it can, the Mall will feed on you long enough to reduce you to something like itself…soul-less and evil. You will be left with nothing but the worst experiences of your life."

I must admit that I kind of enjoy plazas, but then I would say a plaza is entirely different from the mall. No crazy floor plans designed to keep you lost inside. No constant 21 degrees Celsius.

I learned something about compliments the other day.

Sometimes when people give compliments they are really just impressed by your abilities. They're thinking "Wow, that guy is just really good at that."

But sometimes compliments are more like a way of saying "I love you". And when they are, boy, you better respond. We all know that an unreturned I love you spells some pretty serious consequences (or at least some damn awkward moments). When one of these "I love you" compliments comes up… same thing. Don't leave it hanging, you gotta return that compliment, asap.

Good luck.

Once upon a time my Dad was a salmon fisherman, his bought did a whooping 6-8 knots depending on the tide, wind, current … That is slow. Really slow, it takes long 4 hours to get from Comox to Campbell River going that speed, which is a 45 minute drive along a windy BC highway. I made that trip and many others with him in that boat! They were great trips, going that slow you really see tons of stuff. Dolphins play in the wake, you can watch Jelly fish pass by the window. Interesting junk is floating about in the water and can be looked at and examined.

Since then, when the opportunity presents itself, I generally try and go the slower way, partially I reckon I am just trying to be different, and partially I reckon I am trying to get back to those great experiences on the boat,
where the only way was slow,
and there was lots in the window