Growing up, my brother and I spent every other weekend with our Dad. In the fall, Saturdays were for two things: a trip to Amarillo and college football. Sunday’s were for two things, also: Church and professional football. Now my dad was a little different, you have to forgive him. He wasn’t born in these parts. My dad was born in Kentucky, lived in Indiana, and finally arrived in Texas. Saturdays we would watch the Southwest Conference teams battle it out for the Championship, IF and only if, the teams from the Big 10, or possibly the SEC, were not playing.
Being born in Kentucky, my dad took a liking to the Wildcats of the University of Kentucky (having lived in Kentucky for four years, I can tell you from personal experience, you can’t help but get caught up in the madness). Living in Indiana for a few years, my dad took a liking to the Chicago Bears and the Big 10. I never understood his fascination with “da” Bears, I can’t see why anyone wouldn’t root for my favorite team, the Miami Dolphins. I learned a lot on those Saturday and Sunday afternoons, and not a whole lot about football. It was a time Dad would talk and I would listen, soaking up all I could during the time we had together. I can remember in the early 90’s my dad expressing his displeasure with the University of Arkansas and their intentions of leaving the SWC and joining the SEC. He hoped that they would go winless that year (although I remember him using a little more colorful language) for upsetting the balance of power in the college athletics world. That afternoon, I learned about my father’s understanding of loyalty, about his views on college politics (being a college science professor for 27 years he had a lot of views on college politics), and many other topics that we had discussed and would continue to discuss.
My dad couldn’t teach me about all the x’s and o’s of football. He couldn’t go out in the backyard and teach me many of the fundamentals of football. My Dad’s feet were injured during boot camp long before I was born and he couldn’t do many of the things I believe he would have liked to have done when my brother and I were still young and impressionable. But those game times were important in my life, it was time with Dad. It was time he imparted to me things he felt were important and things he felt I needed to know, and learning how to express my own views and opinions.
There have been several days when I have found myself at Nelson Park playing Softball with a group of guys or at the Abilene Soccer Fields with my sons and other parents and children. I will be the first to confess that I don’t know a lot about softball or about soccer. But like the time with my dad, it’s not really about the game. It is about the time spent with others, learning more about them and their beliefs and views, and expressing my own. These are people who I did not know before I started playing softball or helping coach soccer, but now I appreciate them sharing their life with me, even if it is for just a few hours a week on a ball field.
I am looking forward to taking my boys to Bulldog stadium to watch some games, or to Jones AT&T stadium to watch our Texas Tech Red Raiders(who knows where else we may find ourselves), not so much to grow within them a love for football but to have that time with them. Maybe we will talk about the x’s and o’s of football, but maybe we talk about our faith, our views on politics, learn something more about each other.
Who do you share your life with? Who are you able to share your beliefs, your views, your opinions with? If you don’t have a person, a group to do that with, maybe it’s time to take up a hobby or spend some time with others learning to do something new. After all, it’s not really about your new hobby or activity, it’s about adding life and meaning to the existence we have during our time here on earth.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Life was so much easier...
This past weekend my wife’s parents took our 4 year old for the long weekend. My wife’s sister took our 7 year old and our 5 year old for the long weekend. That left only our 21 month old at home for the weekend. Our normal everyday activities suddenly seemed much easier.
It was not that long ago that I was overwhelmed with the addition of our first child. Things that should have been easy, took on a more difficult nature. Trying to clean the house, or prepare a meal, or study for class was not as easy as it once was because now this little person demanded some of the time I was attempting to focus elsewhere. I can remember thinking, “How do other people do this?” I had a difficult time balancing life with a child, and school, and work, and responsibilities as a husband, and … Eventually I must have gotten the hang of it. But I had the same feelings when child #2 came, and with child #3, and child #4…
My wife and I laughed this past weekend remembering when we thought life with one child was overwhelming. Looking back, we did not realize how easy life really was. At the time, we were not used to another person demanding so much of our time and energy. That was our reality, for a time. Somewhere along this journey we learned how to balance things a little better, to where we were not as overwhelmed. It took us learning from our first child to prepare us for our second. It took us learning from our first and second child to prepare us for our third…
In school some of us had to struggle through addition and subtraction so that we could overcome the problems we faced in Algebra, and geometry. Some of us had to struggle with rules of grammar and spelling to be able to overcome the problem of research papers and thesis’ papers.
Life can get overwhelming. Tasks that should not be difficult, are, because of circumstances we find ourselves in or the choices we have made. When we experience times of difficulty, or find ourselves overwhelmed with the goings on of life, these just might be times that are preparing us for the next chapter of our life!
The stuff we deal with now might feel more like a struggle than an opportunity, but dealing with it just might prepare us for the next opportunity that comes along.
Our difficulties and problems today may really be opportunities for tomorrow. At least that’s what I keep telling myself as we now try to adjust to three kids in school, two kids in soccer, one child in ballet and dance classes, along with school activities, church activities, etc. I wait for the day when we can look back on today and see the bigger picture and notice all the blessings we didn’t notice in the midst of our difficulties.
It was not that long ago that I was overwhelmed with the addition of our first child. Things that should have been easy, took on a more difficult nature. Trying to clean the house, or prepare a meal, or study for class was not as easy as it once was because now this little person demanded some of the time I was attempting to focus elsewhere. I can remember thinking, “How do other people do this?” I had a difficult time balancing life with a child, and school, and work, and responsibilities as a husband, and … Eventually I must have gotten the hang of it. But I had the same feelings when child #2 came, and with child #3, and child #4…
My wife and I laughed this past weekend remembering when we thought life with one child was overwhelming. Looking back, we did not realize how easy life really was. At the time, we were not used to another person demanding so much of our time and energy. That was our reality, for a time. Somewhere along this journey we learned how to balance things a little better, to where we were not as overwhelmed. It took us learning from our first child to prepare us for our second. It took us learning from our first and second child to prepare us for our third…
In school some of us had to struggle through addition and subtraction so that we could overcome the problems we faced in Algebra, and geometry. Some of us had to struggle with rules of grammar and spelling to be able to overcome the problem of research papers and thesis’ papers.
Life can get overwhelming. Tasks that should not be difficult, are, because of circumstances we find ourselves in or the choices we have made. When we experience times of difficulty, or find ourselves overwhelmed with the goings on of life, these just might be times that are preparing us for the next chapter of our life!
The stuff we deal with now might feel more like a struggle than an opportunity, but dealing with it just might prepare us for the next opportunity that comes along.
Our difficulties and problems today may really be opportunities for tomorrow. At least that’s what I keep telling myself as we now try to adjust to three kids in school, two kids in soccer, one child in ballet and dance classes, along with school activities, church activities, etc. I wait for the day when we can look back on today and see the bigger picture and notice all the blessings we didn’t notice in the midst of our difficulties.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Big Pictures & Details
I have always enjoyed the first day of school. I enjoyed the newness. New teachers, new spirals, new pens or pencils, a new start…
I will admit there were parts of the first day of school I was not so excited about, especially in college and seminary. I dread seeing the Syllabus (the big picture), the pieces of paper that would direct my life (as far as that class went) for the next few months. The long list of reading assignments, projects, and papers (the details that make the big picture a reality) seemed so overwhelming on the first day of class. But as the semester went on, the list became shorter and shorter. Chapters were read, projects were completed, papers were turned in, tests were taken… At the end of the semester or the end of the year I could look back and see all I had accomplished. I could look back and see how far I had come and how much I had learned. I could look back and see that what at first seemed impossible and overwhelming had been achieved and completed.
If I had stayed focused on the big picture I would not have been able to accomplish many of the details that would make the big picture a reality. Focusing only on the big picture can be overwhelming if you do not know how to get there. On the other hand, if I stayed focused on the details I would have eventually been discouraged by not seeing where these tasks were leading me. Focusing on the tasks can be overwhelming, with all that has to be done, so much so that we can forget the big picture and forget why we are doing what we are doing.
There is a balance between the two. Luckily, or unfortunately, everyone’s balance is a little different. There are some people who are big picture people. They can see the possibilities; they can see what they want the end product to be, yet too often we have a hard time getting there because they do not want to be bothered with the details. There are other people who are detail people. They can see the processes that can get us “there”, they know what needs to happen and the pitfalls that might spring up between now and making the big picture a reality, yet too often they have a hard time looking up from the details to remember why they are doing these tasks.
Do you have dreams, but rarely see them become a reality? Do you get a lot of stuff done, but rarely know why you do all that you do? We live our lives so fast we forget to take a look around us. If we never see our dreams become a reality, it may be because we never slow down to see what we need to do to get there, or share our dream with other people so they can help us know how to get there or join us on the journey and we get there together. If we rarely know why we do what we do, it may be because we never slow down to see where we are going, or we have not embraced any big picture and so are not going anywhere.
Maybe your big picture, your dreams, need to be shared so they become our dreams and we accomplish them together. Maybe you need to grasp someone else’s dream and show them how to get there. Who knows, maybe that is why we start out our education in classes of our peers, so that we can learn to work together and accomplish more than we ever thought we could on our own…
I will admit there were parts of the first day of school I was not so excited about, especially in college and seminary. I dread seeing the Syllabus (the big picture), the pieces of paper that would direct my life (as far as that class went) for the next few months. The long list of reading assignments, projects, and papers (the details that make the big picture a reality) seemed so overwhelming on the first day of class. But as the semester went on, the list became shorter and shorter. Chapters were read, projects were completed, papers were turned in, tests were taken… At the end of the semester or the end of the year I could look back and see all I had accomplished. I could look back and see how far I had come and how much I had learned. I could look back and see that what at first seemed impossible and overwhelming had been achieved and completed.
If I had stayed focused on the big picture I would not have been able to accomplish many of the details that would make the big picture a reality. Focusing only on the big picture can be overwhelming if you do not know how to get there. On the other hand, if I stayed focused on the details I would have eventually been discouraged by not seeing where these tasks were leading me. Focusing on the tasks can be overwhelming, with all that has to be done, so much so that we can forget the big picture and forget why we are doing what we are doing.
There is a balance between the two. Luckily, or unfortunately, everyone’s balance is a little different. There are some people who are big picture people. They can see the possibilities; they can see what they want the end product to be, yet too often we have a hard time getting there because they do not want to be bothered with the details. There are other people who are detail people. They can see the processes that can get us “there”, they know what needs to happen and the pitfalls that might spring up between now and making the big picture a reality, yet too often they have a hard time looking up from the details to remember why they are doing these tasks.
Do you have dreams, but rarely see them become a reality? Do you get a lot of stuff done, but rarely know why you do all that you do? We live our lives so fast we forget to take a look around us. If we never see our dreams become a reality, it may be because we never slow down to see what we need to do to get there, or share our dream with other people so they can help us know how to get there or join us on the journey and we get there together. If we rarely know why we do what we do, it may be because we never slow down to see where we are going, or we have not embraced any big picture and so are not going anywhere.
Maybe your big picture, your dreams, need to be shared so they become our dreams and we accomplish them together. Maybe you need to grasp someone else’s dream and show them how to get there. Who knows, maybe that is why we start out our education in classes of our peers, so that we can learn to work together and accomplish more than we ever thought we could on our own…
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Celebration
A few weeks ago when I returned from one of my longer trips away from home my kids wanted to surprise me with a party. They spent time making signs (with a little help from my wife) welcoming me home. I was glad to be home, and it was nice to see how excited they were to watch me take in all that they had done for my return.
My wife recently spent a few days away from us with some of the friends she made while in college. My wife had barely walked out the door when the kids started asking if we could have a surprise for her when she returned home. They kids wanted to decorate our daughters room like a cave (we have recently gone to Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico, and I think that was still on their minds) with bats and a few leopards. I tried to focus their energy and enthusiasm into something that might make Mom feel more special when she got home. Unfortunately she returned before we had a chance to finish our plans.
This last weekend our Church had a get together to show the staff how much we appreciate all they do as we minister together in our church and to our community. I was a little worried about a small turn out for our get together. I was amazed at the number of people that showed up and the amount of cards of appreciation and food that was brought to celebrate and honor our staff.
We like to be honored. We like for others to tell us and show us that we have done a good job or that we have been missed. I think that we need to be celebrated from time to time.
But I am beginning to think just as much as we need to be celebrated, we need to celebrate others. For our kids it was not just that mom and dad were coming home, but there was a buildup of excitement as they waited for our return. I think those that attended our staff appreciation get together were just as excited as the staff to be there and to enjoy the homemade ice cream and other goodies that were brought.
When is the last time you took the time to show someone else how you feel about them. When is the last time you made a phone call, sent a text message or an e-mail, or wrote a note to someone just to tell them you hope they are having a great day? When we take the time to show others how much they mean to us, we begin to see how truly blessed we are.
Take some time today and celebrate someone. Can you allow the excitement to build as you peek out your window waiting for your neighbor to find the card or baked goodies you left for them… Can you allow the excitement to build as you wait for a phone call or an e-mail letting you know you didn’t have to do that, but it means so much… Can you allow the excitement to build around you as you see how truly blessed you are by your family, your friends, your neighbors, and your co-workers?
My wife recently spent a few days away from us with some of the friends she made while in college. My wife had barely walked out the door when the kids started asking if we could have a surprise for her when she returned home. They kids wanted to decorate our daughters room like a cave (we have recently gone to Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico, and I think that was still on their minds) with bats and a few leopards. I tried to focus their energy and enthusiasm into something that might make Mom feel more special when she got home. Unfortunately she returned before we had a chance to finish our plans.
This last weekend our Church had a get together to show the staff how much we appreciate all they do as we minister together in our church and to our community. I was a little worried about a small turn out for our get together. I was amazed at the number of people that showed up and the amount of cards of appreciation and food that was brought to celebrate and honor our staff.
We like to be honored. We like for others to tell us and show us that we have done a good job or that we have been missed. I think that we need to be celebrated from time to time.
But I am beginning to think just as much as we need to be celebrated, we need to celebrate others. For our kids it was not just that mom and dad were coming home, but there was a buildup of excitement as they waited for our return. I think those that attended our staff appreciation get together were just as excited as the staff to be there and to enjoy the homemade ice cream and other goodies that were brought.
When is the last time you took the time to show someone else how you feel about them. When is the last time you made a phone call, sent a text message or an e-mail, or wrote a note to someone just to tell them you hope they are having a great day? When we take the time to show others how much they mean to us, we begin to see how truly blessed we are.
Take some time today and celebrate someone. Can you allow the excitement to build as you peek out your window waiting for your neighbor to find the card or baked goodies you left for them… Can you allow the excitement to build as you wait for a phone call or an e-mail letting you know you didn’t have to do that, but it means so much… Can you allow the excitement to build around you as you see how truly blessed you are by your family, your friends, your neighbors, and your co-workers?
Celebration
A few weeks ago when I returned from one of my longer trips away from home my kids wanted to surprise me with a party. They spent time making signs (with a little help from my wife) welcoming me home. I was glad to be home, and it was nice to see how excited they were to watch me take in all that they had done for my return.
My wife recently spent a few days away from us with some of the friends she made while in college. My wife had barely walked out the door when the kids started asking if we could have a surprise for her when she returned home. They kids wanted to decorate our daughters room like a cave (we have recently gone to Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico, and I think that was still on their minds) with bats and a few leopards. I tried to focus their energy and enthusiasm into something that might make Mom feel more special when she got home. Unfortunately she returned before we had a chance to finish our plans.
This last weekend our Church had a get together to show the staff how much we appreciate all they do as we minister together in our church and to our community. I was a little worried about a small turn out for our get together. I was amazed at the number of people that showed up and the amount of cards of appreciation and food that was brought to celebrate and honor our staff.
We like to be honored. We like for others to tell us and show us that we have done a good job or that we have been missed. I think that we need to be celebrated from time to time.
But I am beginning to think just as much as we need to be celebrated, we need to celebrate others. For our kids it was not just that mom and dad were coming home, but there was a buildup of excitement as they waited for our return. I think those that attended our staff appreciation get together were just as excited as the staff to be there and to enjoy the homemade ice cream and other goodies that were brought.
When is the last time you took the time to show someone else how you feel about them. When is the last time you made a phone call, sent a text message or an e-mail, or wrote a note to someone just to tell them you hope they are having a great day? When we take the time to show others how much they mean to us, we begin to see how truly blessed we are.
Take some time today and celebrate someone. Can you allow the excitement to build as you peek out your window waiting for your neighbor to find the card or baked goodies you left for them… Can you allow the excitement to build as you wait for a phone call or an e-mail letting you know you didn’t have to do that, but it means so much… Can you allow the excitement to build around you as you see how truly blessed you are by your family, your friends, your neighbors, and your co-workers?
My wife recently spent a few days away from us with some of the friends she made while in college. My wife had barely walked out the door when the kids started asking if we could have a surprise for her when she returned home. They kids wanted to decorate our daughters room like a cave (we have recently gone to Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico, and I think that was still on their minds) with bats and a few leopards. I tried to focus their energy and enthusiasm into something that might make Mom feel more special when she got home. Unfortunately she returned before we had a chance to finish our plans.
This last weekend our Church had a get together to show the staff how much we appreciate all they do as we minister together in our church and to our community. I was a little worried about a small turn out for our get together. I was amazed at the number of people that showed up and the amount of cards of appreciation and food that was brought to celebrate and honor our staff.
We like to be honored. We like for others to tell us and show us that we have done a good job or that we have been missed. I think that we need to be celebrated from time to time.
But I am beginning to think just as much as we need to be celebrated, we need to celebrate others. For our kids it was not just that mom and dad were coming home, but there was a buildup of excitement as they waited for our return. I think those that attended our staff appreciation get together were just as excited as the staff to be there and to enjoy the homemade ice cream and other goodies that were brought.
When is the last time you took the time to show someone else how you feel about them. When is the last time you made a phone call, sent a text message or an e-mail, or wrote a note to someone just to tell them you hope they are having a great day? When we take the time to show others how much they mean to us, we begin to see how truly blessed we are.
Take some time today and celebrate someone. Can you allow the excitement to build as you peek out your window waiting for your neighbor to find the card or baked goodies you left for them… Can you allow the excitement to build as you wait for a phone call or an e-mail letting you know you didn’t have to do that, but it means so much… Can you allow the excitement to build around you as you see how truly blessed you are by your family, your friends, your neighbors, and your co-workers?
Celebration
A few weeks ago when I returned from one of my longer trips away from home my kids wanted to surprise me with a party when I returned home. They spent time making signs (with a little help from my wife) welcoming me home. I was glad to be home, and It was nice to see how excited they were to watch me take in all that they had done for my return.
My wife recently spent a few days away from us with some of the friends she made while in college. My wife had barely walked out the door when the kids started asking if we could have a surprise for her when she returned home. They kids wanted to decorate our daughters room like a cave (we have recently gone to Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico, and I think that was still on their minds) with bats and a few leopards. I tried to focus their energy and enthusiasm into something that might make Mom feel more special when she got home. Unfortunately she returned before we had a chance to finish our plans.
This last weekend our Church had a get together to show the staff how much we appreciate all they do as we minister together in our church and to our community. I was a little worried about a small turn out for our get together. I was amazed at the number of people that showed up and the amount of cards of appreciation and food that was brought to celebrate and honor our staff.
We like to be honored. We like for others to tell us and show us that we have done a good job or that we have been missed. I think that we need to be celebrated from time to time.
But I am beginning to think just as much as we need to be celebrated, we need to celebrate others. For our kids it was not just that mom and dad were coming home, but there was a buildup of excitement as they waited for our return. I think those that attended our staff appreciation get together were just as excited as the staff to be there and to enjoy the homemade ice cream and other goodies that were brought.
When is the last time you took the time to show someone else how you feel about them. When is the last time you made a phone call, sent a text message or an e-mail, or wrote a note to someone just to tell them you hope they are having a great day? When we take the time to show others how much they mean to us, we begin to see how truly blessed we are.
Take some time today and celebrate someone. Can you allow the excitement to build as you peek out your window waiting for your neighbor to find the card or baked goodies you left for them… Can you allow the excitement to build as you wait for a phone call or an e-mail letting you know you didn’t have to do that, but it means so much… Can you allow the excitement to build around you as you see how truly blessed you are by your family, your friends, your neighbors, and your co-workers?
My wife recently spent a few days away from us with some of the friends she made while in college. My wife had barely walked out the door when the kids started asking if we could have a surprise for her when she returned home. They kids wanted to decorate our daughters room like a cave (we have recently gone to Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico, and I think that was still on their minds) with bats and a few leopards. I tried to focus their energy and enthusiasm into something that might make Mom feel more special when she got home. Unfortunately she returned before we had a chance to finish our plans.
This last weekend our Church had a get together to show the staff how much we appreciate all they do as we minister together in our church and to our community. I was a little worried about a small turn out for our get together. I was amazed at the number of people that showed up and the amount of cards of appreciation and food that was brought to celebrate and honor our staff.
We like to be honored. We like for others to tell us and show us that we have done a good job or that we have been missed. I think that we need to be celebrated from time to time.
But I am beginning to think just as much as we need to be celebrated, we need to celebrate others. For our kids it was not just that mom and dad were coming home, but there was a buildup of excitement as they waited for our return. I think those that attended our staff appreciation get together were just as excited as the staff to be there and to enjoy the homemade ice cream and other goodies that were brought.
When is the last time you took the time to show someone else how you feel about them. When is the last time you made a phone call, sent a text message or an e-mail, or wrote a note to someone just to tell them you hope they are having a great day? When we take the time to show others how much they mean to us, we begin to see how truly blessed we are.
Take some time today and celebrate someone. Can you allow the excitement to build as you peek out your window waiting for your neighbor to find the card or baked goodies you left for them… Can you allow the excitement to build as you wait for a phone call or an e-mail letting you know you didn’t have to do that, but it means so much… Can you allow the excitement to build around you as you see how truly blessed you are by your family, your friends, your neighbors, and your co-workers?
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Imitation
I am always amazed when my children imitate my mannerisms, or copy something I do or say. I have a black Texas Tech hat that is usually attached to my head. During my slacker days of college I would get up throw on my hat and go to class. As I matured I and left with my wife for seminary in Kentucky, I would get up and throw my hat on and go to class. Now, on days away from the office, that hat is usually plastered to my head. Until recently…
Our 20 month old son has developed a liking for MY hat. In fact, I am not really sure it is my hat anymore. If I am wearing the hat, he points at the hat and “asks” (ok so it is really a string of grunts, but I know what he means) to wear his daddy’s hat. He will walk around for hours with my hat on.
He is starting to imitate phrases that my wife and I use. I frequently see our other children in him as he learns to climb or say new words. I guess I also see a little bit of myself and Rebecca, after all, they all have imitated us at some point. I guess if you think too much about it, I can see a little bit of my mom and dad, and Rebecca’s mom and dad in my children’s mannerisms.
Our children imitate us because they want to be more like the grownups. We rarely think about it but they watch us to see what we do or how we do something, then they go and do likewise.
Sometimes it can be humbling to be a parent. My kids think so much of me that they want to imitate me, they want to do the things that I do, and they want to spend time with me. It happens more often than I would like, but there are times I act in a way I would be very embarrassed for my children to act. There are times I say things that my kids would be in trouble for saying, and it doesn’t make these things any better when my wife lovingly points out I would not want them to be imitating me at that particular moment…
Are we careful about how we act, because others are watching us, not in some creepy stalker way, but there are those who respect us and we may never realize it? They watch and they imitate. Eventually someone is going to watch and imitate those that watch and imitate us. Are the lives we are living, are our actions, or words worthy of being imitated? We can strive to do and be someone whose life encourages others do strive for more, or we can do whatever we want no matter how it affects others, and there will be those who do likewise.
Our 20 month old son has developed a liking for MY hat. In fact, I am not really sure it is my hat anymore. If I am wearing the hat, he points at the hat and “asks” (ok so it is really a string of grunts, but I know what he means) to wear his daddy’s hat. He will walk around for hours with my hat on.
He is starting to imitate phrases that my wife and I use. I frequently see our other children in him as he learns to climb or say new words. I guess I also see a little bit of myself and Rebecca, after all, they all have imitated us at some point. I guess if you think too much about it, I can see a little bit of my mom and dad, and Rebecca’s mom and dad in my children’s mannerisms.
Our children imitate us because they want to be more like the grownups. We rarely think about it but they watch us to see what we do or how we do something, then they go and do likewise.
Sometimes it can be humbling to be a parent. My kids think so much of me that they want to imitate me, they want to do the things that I do, and they want to spend time with me. It happens more often than I would like, but there are times I act in a way I would be very embarrassed for my children to act. There are times I say things that my kids would be in trouble for saying, and it doesn’t make these things any better when my wife lovingly points out I would not want them to be imitating me at that particular moment…
Are we careful about how we act, because others are watching us, not in some creepy stalker way, but there are those who respect us and we may never realize it? They watch and they imitate. Eventually someone is going to watch and imitate those that watch and imitate us. Are the lives we are living, are our actions, or words worthy of being imitated? We can strive to do and be someone whose life encourages others do strive for more, or we can do whatever we want no matter how it affects others, and there will be those who do likewise.
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