In Life, no matter what the circumstances,
If your mind is closed to all possibilities,
Then your mind is closed to God.
God IS all possibilities!
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Saturday, October 01, 2005
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Boomerangs
Just got back into the sport of tossing boomerangs. I started doing it back in 1984 when my marriage was breaking up. I found it was good therapy and exercise at the same time. I even got my 4 sons interested in the sport. Over the next 20 years, I would throw only occasionally, sometimes going several years without touching a rang. A lot of my boomerangs I distributed amongst my kids. They continued an interest in the sport over the years, and during my most recent visit with two of my son's in Louisiana I went out with them to throw. I'd forgotten how much fun and also what a physical workout it was ,which my body quickly reminded me over the next day or so. I purchased a few new rangs and renewed my acquaintance with Rich Harrison, The Boomerang Man. I've never met Rich in the 21 years since my first purchase, but consider him a friend and very generous human being.
A month and 5 new boomerangs later, I was back in Hawaii, in Kailua on the island of Oahu. Now Hawaii, although a beautiful place and having comfortable temperatures all year, is in many ways not the ideal place to toss boomerangs. There are strong tradewinds a lot of times, and when tossing boomerangs, no wind to medium wind is best. One also needs a big, deserted field to have room enough to allow for an occasional, or in my case, quite a few wayward tosses. In Hawaii, finding such a field is almost as impossible as trying to find a surf spot where you're the only surfer. Oh, there are quite a few large ball/soccer fields around town, but with the year round, almost perfect weather, there is usually some event taking place on them all the time.
I made several attempts to find an ideal place, including a little used, three tennis court area (Where I could only throw one of my plastic short distant rangs) and a small field bordered on one side by a highway and the other by a sawgrass covered hillside. A bad toss, with my newest and smallest rang, had four of us looking in the serrated edged, chest high weeds for fifteen minutes. Three of us, including myself, abandoned any hope of ever finding it and went back on the field to collect the rest of my boomerangs and leave. Fortunately, my girlfriend, an intensive care nurse in the newborn unit of a local hospital, did not want to give up quite yet (Which is why she's probably such a great nurse) and a few minutes later emerged; scratched and itching, like the rest of us, but with boomerang in hand (I fell in love with her all over again!).
I have now had to resort to getting up at 5 am on the weekends and going to the baseball and soccer field at the elementary school near my home, to get 2 hours of clear air space, before baseball practice or all day games start. But, it's enough for now, and it does have an unexpected benefit. I now get to "sleep in" Monday through Friday because I don't have to get up for work till 6 am on weekdays. God truly does work in mysterious ways.
A month and 5 new boomerangs later, I was back in Hawaii, in Kailua on the island of Oahu. Now Hawaii, although a beautiful place and having comfortable temperatures all year, is in many ways not the ideal place to toss boomerangs. There are strong tradewinds a lot of times, and when tossing boomerangs, no wind to medium wind is best. One also needs a big, deserted field to have room enough to allow for an occasional, or in my case, quite a few wayward tosses. In Hawaii, finding such a field is almost as impossible as trying to find a surf spot where you're the only surfer. Oh, there are quite a few large ball/soccer fields around town, but with the year round, almost perfect weather, there is usually some event taking place on them all the time.
I made several attempts to find an ideal place, including a little used, three tennis court area (Where I could only throw one of my plastic short distant rangs) and a small field bordered on one side by a highway and the other by a sawgrass covered hillside. A bad toss, with my newest and smallest rang, had four of us looking in the serrated edged, chest high weeds for fifteen minutes. Three of us, including myself, abandoned any hope of ever finding it and went back on the field to collect the rest of my boomerangs and leave. Fortunately, my girlfriend, an intensive care nurse in the newborn unit of a local hospital, did not want to give up quite yet (Which is why she's probably such a great nurse) and a few minutes later emerged; scratched and itching, like the rest of us, but with boomerang in hand (I fell in love with her all over again!).
I have now had to resort to getting up at 5 am on the weekends and going to the baseball and soccer field at the elementary school near my home, to get 2 hours of clear air space, before baseball practice or all day games start. But, it's enough for now, and it does have an unexpected benefit. I now get to "sleep in" Monday through Friday because I don't have to get up for work till 6 am on weekdays. God truly does work in mysterious ways.
Friday, April 29, 2005
Great Quotes
If there is light in the soul, there will be beauty in the person.
If there is beauty in the person, there will be harmony in the house.
If there is harmony in the house, there will be order in the nation.
If there is order in the nation, there will be peace in the world.
Chinese Proverb
If there is beauty in the person, there will be harmony in the house.
If there is harmony in the house, there will be order in the nation.
If there is order in the nation, there will be peace in the world.
Chinese Proverb
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Great Quotes
Before you speak, ask yourself, is it kind, is it necessary, is it true, does it improve on the silence?
-Sai Baba
Thursday, February 03, 2005
The imperfect I.
No one can say for sure where the person that we call I goes when the body stops functioning. For the atheist, the I and the body are the same, so the I goes nowhere, it's just ceases to exist. But, why does any thing exist at all. Why is there a universe, an earth, life, and why am I aware of it?
The material realist, those who believe that only matter is real, would say I'm aware of these things because I have a brain. But, who or what is the I that is aware? The brain is basically a super computer, but what good is a computer if there is nothing or no thing that observes the results of the computers computations. If we were just bodies acting out the computations of the brain, what makes me have different likes, or tastes in food, music, art, sports, and colors, and why do I have different political and social ideas than members of my own family. It is this difference from others, this me, that is not you, which makes me aware of myself as an individual; an I, different from your individual I.
God is the Perfect or Ideal I. In order for this Perfect I to be aware of Itself, God created other, like I's, which were imperfect, in order for the Perfect I to know it's perfection. We are those imperfect I's.
The material realist, those who believe that only matter is real, would say I'm aware of these things because I have a brain. But, who or what is the I that is aware? The brain is basically a super computer, but what good is a computer if there is nothing or no thing that observes the results of the computers computations. If we were just bodies acting out the computations of the brain, what makes me have different likes, or tastes in food, music, art, sports, and colors, and why do I have different political and social ideas than members of my own family. It is this difference from others, this me, that is not you, which makes me aware of myself as an individual; an I, different from your individual I.
God is the Perfect or Ideal I. In order for this Perfect I to be aware of Itself, God created other, like I's, which were imperfect, in order for the Perfect I to know it's perfection. We are those imperfect I's.
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