Tuesday, June 14, 2016

All I Knew Is That I Loved You

I didn’t understand you as a child.

The way you talked…crossed your legs and held your cigarette…
You only came to visit a few times…short visits… but I had so much fun laughing with you.

I knew something was different ….
But all I knew is that you were my uncle and I loved you.

I saw you from across the church… it was quiet and the huge cross loomed
                at the front; I saw the anguish in your eyes…wondered what you were thinking.
But they say you could not have been a Christian…they say it is impossible.

I did not understand your lifestyle…
But all I knew is that you were my uncle and I loved you.

I heard you enjoyed your life in California and that you had a huge record collection.
It disappeared or was sold when you died...alone surrounded by a few friends.
If I had it to do over again, I would have flown to see you before your life slipped away.

Now a room full of lives has been lost in a senseless hate-filled rampage.
Lives gone in an instant because of evil…a punishment inflicted by a single judge and jury
                with a coward’s weapon.
You could have been in that crowd…and I could have lost you.
Some self-righteous ones would say it was not a great loss and it was a form of judgement for a lifestyle that repulsed them.

But I disagree.

Your heart beat just as mine and you loved differently than me…
But all I know is that you were my uncle and I loved you.

And I think about you now more than ever.






Tuesday, March 15, 2016

The First Step

You!
Yeah you. You know who I’m talking to.
What are you doing?
Why are you giving up?

Are you really giving up before you even start?
I know it is hard. I get that.
But anything in this life worth fighting for is hard.
If it was easy they wouldn’t call it a challenge.

Yes I know your background.
Yes I know the seemingly insurmountable obstacles you have to overcome.
I know your past was a terrible mess.
People have left you or turned their back on you.
Your plans haven’t gone even remotely close to what you expected.

So what?

There are no guarantees in this life.
There are no tickets to punch to take you to the life of your dreams.
There is only hard work and sweat and roadblocks and obstacles at every turn.
You still have a multitude of life and strength in you that you don’t even know is there.

I hurt for you.
It pains me to see you give up like this when so many others have crushed life’s obstacles under their feet.

I know you are not them.
I know it hurts to think of the hill you must climb.
But I will be there with you; even if from a distance.
Even if only one person in the world believes in you, I will be that one.

All it takes is that first step.
Then another….and another…and another.
You will rise above. You will conquer this monster that will never leave you alone.

There is no other way but up.
No other direction but forward.
But I cannot make that step for you.

The first step belongs to you.



Saturday, February 27, 2016

The Stars are Waiting

Out of the touch of humanity’s grasp…
Out of the reach of his greed…they shine.
We talk about how they twinkle, but wishes are free to all who present them—the stars ask for nothing in return.
Though the journey is far, millions of wishes move toward their final heavenly destination…
Outward…upward….when will they arrive?
Do they travel at the speed of light or are they instantaneously delivered at mind-warp speed?
Everyone who looks up sees the same sky, yet the views of some are blurred by incessant city lights (they never turn off), while others see a rich array of galaxies beyond their imaginations.
The stars await these billions of wishes that take their nightly flight on the wings of hope.
Some look with tears; others laugh; yet others scream the name of their long-lost love. Others take a good look and then close their eyes to feel the cool wind on their face as they contemplate their requests…
Hoping upon hope that millions are also beholding the glorious light show on display for free.
Make your wishes humanity.
The stars will not wait forever.

 

Sunday, February 21, 2016

Defining Moments

“…It's when you know you're licked before you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what. You rarely win, but sometimes you do."
~from To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee (1926-2016)

A while back I was listening to a few albums from the 70s. Some particular groups had a string of successful hits and nailing down one particular best album from them is hard to do. Those supergroups, it seemed, never produced a bad record. Then you have your one-hit wonders. I try to avoid the albums with those particular songs, knowing that it might be the highlight of an otherwise terrible musical career. You also find groups that produced a number of mediocre records, then burst into superstardom with a record that literally broke the charts. After that record, they were never able to replicate that level of stardom again.  When I am in the record stores, I look for those albums because they represent the group in their heyday; at the top of their game.

When we are at the end of our lives and we look back and reflect on our greatest moment, will we be able to pin it down to one major event? I used to believe that we all have one star moment, fifteen minutes of fame, moment in the sun, or time on top of the world. But is it that easy to pin down? Is it even useful or necessary to try and pin it down? To me it is like catching the elusive greased pig that we think we have a hold of, but slips easily through our fingers. Just when we think we have that defining moment defined, it is replaced with an ever better one.

In the case of the thrill seeker, it is the search for Mt. Everest. What happens when Everest is conquered? There are no more taller mountains to climb. Maybe it is on to the next challenge. Check that one off your bucket list.  Then again, many die trying to climb Everest. Then your defining moment becomes a moment of shame. You are a frozen memory on a barren rock with an epitaph of “almost made it.” Sadly, sometimes our defining moment is one of lost opportunities, unmet goals, and dashed dreams. So should we never chase the mountaintops? That is not necessarily what I am saying. The problem is that there is always another one to climb. Seeking an ever-higher goal may be as fruitless as chasing the wind. A Christian may claim their salvation experience as the defining moment in their lives. But after the fire insurance is purchased, are they making any kind of difference in the world around them? Or are they standing on the promises of the past and putting all their stock in that one moment in time.

I am not a thrill seeker, but I have to admit that I look for those mountaintops more than I should. When I received my doctorate, I thought I had reached the pinnacle. But then an offer of a tenure-track position replaced that goal with a higher mountain. There are other things in my life that, at the time, seemed like a defining moment, but then I realized that I have many more moments to create. I cried when my son was born, but every day he wins a battle over depression and anxiety and moves closer toward his degree, I wonder how many more defining moments I will trace over the course of his journey. I remember my daughter as the apple of my eye, wearing her pig tails and spinning around trees after school, with her big round glasses and her contagious laugh. But now that she is through with college and starting a new career, I wait for the moments that will define her future, and change mine for the better, as I watch her grow and develop as an adult.

I still seek to finish my tenure process. I hope to write a book someday. To travel overseas. To win awards for my second career. But since our time on earth is short and we never know if we will have the luxury of looking back, I chose to make each day a defining moment. I chose to define my life by seeking to live it to the fullest. Because it is how we live the moments of everyday existence that define us.

So keep chasing those dreams. Keep fulfilling promises to yourself and to those you love. Make a name for yourself. Rest assured that you have written your life story on the moments of the past, but know that an abundance of defining moments are always around the next corner. 

Saturday, January 16, 2016

I Dance When No One is Looking

Prim and proper…ironed and pressed…awaiting the challenges of the day.

Impressions to be made.
Rights to be wronged.
Fires to put out.
Lessons to be taught.

Yet an undercurrent of gratitude and thankfulness pervades the mundaneness of this daily grind.

Feeling blessed some may call it, but it is a benefit of breathing and sharing the oxygen around us with our fellow strugglers.

An outpouring of this gratitude is expressed in private moments in my car and behind my desk…

When an inexplicable incident of smiling spreads across my face as my toe taps and gyrations are produced that, under a watchful eye, would cause any grown man to blush.

No audience is present; no record contracts or visions of stardom; no one to impress.

Just a freedom of movement and motion that keeps despair at bay and fights off the thick depression that can accompany reality.

This private dancing is a reminder that my heart still beats and, because of that, there is still a reason to dance.