Roller coasters have never been my thing. I experience motion sickness riding in the back of cars sometimes. I shut my eyes when the sensations caused by IMAX films become too realistic. I can only imagine what an actual roller coaster ride must feel like.
While I may not have physically experienced a roller coaster, the past couple weeks have been quite the emotional ride. My journey has taken many ups and downs during this latest period of time. Here is a synopsis of the major events.
Over the weekend the 2017 edition of The Championships, Wimbledon wrapped up. This event is the third major championship for the top men and women tennis players in the world. As a child, this event captured my attention. I remember watching Breakfast at Wimbledon on NBC and I especially enjoyed the musical highlight reel that they always showed at the end of the tournament.
In my youth I imagined myself playing at Wimbledon. Every year after the event was on TV I was inspired to go to the tennis courts. If I couldn’t find a friend to go with me then I would hit balls off a wall. I never could beat that wall! I still dream of someday traveling to London to attend The Championships, watch tennis and eat strawberries and cream.
Over the past several weeks, I have found myself struggling to prepare a blog post. I always want the satisfaction of having a beautifully written piece published, but it can be a challenge to make it happen.
With the whirlwind of life, I have not been reading as much idea-provoking material or putting enough thought into blog topics. I have noticed that this has made a difference in my creativity. As I was preparing to write this week, I was inspired with the thought, “keep persevering”. It was a quiet and quick motivation that sparked my spirit.
With the approaching July 4th holiday and the recent news I heard about the financial struggles of Colonial Williamsburg (one of our family’s favorite places!), I am again contemplating the importance of history. If we fail to remember our heritage, we begin to lose the appreciation of liberty. The majority of people throughout history have not lived enjoying the freedom that life in the United States provides.
Last year our family heard a suggestion to read aloud the Declaration of Independence on the 4th as a way to remember the history and honor the proclamation that led to the country we have today. This year we will revive that tradition and read it aloud again as a family. Of course, some of the content is difficult to understand, but the idea is to open up discussion about the larger concepts and themes in the document.
There is a well-known radio host who uses the phrase “talent on loan from God” to describe himself. I am often uncomfortable with his repetition of this phrase. It brims with a confidence and self-assuredness that I lack. Yet, there is something in the statement that always resonates with me.
Wrestling with my own self-worth has been a challenge for many years. Attempting to measure up to a mythical standard that only exists within my mind seems to be an endless journey. Just when I think I have kicked the ball far enough and in the right direction the goal posts move. Trying to feel good by pleasing others is a recipe for frustration.
Last weekend I traveled with my oldest son to a father-son event. It was a wonderful enrichment opportunity for our relationship as he grows into a young man. Almost 15 years have passed since I became a father for the first time. Where has all that time gone?
If you are anything like me, the days roll by much too quickly. The speed at which we move down life’s highway makes it easy for significant moments in life to become lost in a blur. My role as father is something I cannot take for granted. I encourage you to slow down and think about being a father or ponder the impact of a father or father-figure in your life.
Last week I celebrated one year of blogging. For most of this past week, I was unplugged from the digital world and spent time with my oldest son at a father-son event. Therefore, this week I am sharing some of the highlights from the past year.
One year ago this week I published my first blog post. Wow! I really find it hard to believe it has been a whole year since I started. I am SO VERY GLAD to have reached this milestone!
Over the past year, I have published a post every Monday. My writing has encompassed a variety of subjects but primarily focused on personal development. The weekly discipline of writing has been challenging and but definitely worth it. I have received feedback from more than one person that the writing has improved over time. Thank you! I agree and I appreciate those of you who have noticed.
Our founding documents codified the principle that every person is “endowed by their Creator” with certain rights, one of which is the right to liberty. This commitment to liberty stands in stark contrast to the history of the rest of the world. Most people throughout time have been subject to royalty, dictators, or some other type of tyrant. We are the exception to what is commonplace around the world.
For much of the history of this country, the U.S. military has fought to defend the cause of liberty around the globe. Today, Memorial Day is a day to commemorate those who have died while serving in this fight.
During our premarital counseling my wife and I took a test to determine our “love language”. It was one of the ways that our pastor used to help us get our marriage off on the right foot. A “love language” is the way that people speak and understand emotional love. The concept was originated by Dr. Gary Chapman who wrote the book The 5 Love Languages: The Secret to Love that Lasts.
The topic of the love languages comes up in conversation in our household with some frequency. Sometimes it revolves around how our children receive love. Other times it is because my wife or I feel an urgency to re-connect in a way that meets our emotional needs.