New Year’s Resolutions. 

New Year’s Resolutions. 

It is finally here. The end of another year. 2015 is being left behind and we are entering 2016. Along with that move millions of people all over the world are making New Year’s Resolutions. 

We all mean well when we make these resolutions. This will be the year I eat better. This will be the year I exercise more. This will be the year I quit smoking. This will be the year I will try harder at work. This will be the year I will… The possibilities are endless and so is the failure with this statement. 

Yoda said it best when he said, “Do, or do not. There is no try.” When we make a New Years resolution all we are doing is saying we will try. Don’t try, just do. You want to exercise more, contract your muscles while watching television or playing a board game with your family. That’s exercise!! Laugh! That’s exercise. 

We need to quit setting ourselves up to fail by setting resolutions that will drop off in two weeks! We need to just do! Be you! You are a human being and a human doing! But, what are you doing? Is it positive? Will it have a positive impact on anyone in the world? Will it have a negative impact? These are serious questions we need to answer before any New Years plan gets put into action! And into action it must! Do, or do not! There is no try! Thank you, Yoda! 

All Aboard. 

All Aboard.
It amazes me how the human mind can become so disjointed over time. Some memories stick with us like glue and others fade away. Still others may be remembered quite differently from someone else who was there. 

I have some memories from childhood, but they are mainly cracked pieces of a whole. I attribute my memory lapses to the fact that I have been under anesthesia over 40 times now. Sometimes the picture fades for any number of reasons.

I have had so many surgical procedures done I would have to ask my parents where in the timeline these two occurred, but I have a couple early hospital memories. I remember being discharged from Station 55 and I was dressed in my favorite jeans, my cowboy boots and a Northstars shirt, not like a jersey, but one of those 80’s style ones with the logo and the green sleeves. Something like this, only for males: 

I remember watching The Smurfs before I was discharged from the hospital. Other than that, I don’t have any memories of that specific event. 

I remember singing to the babies in the hospital. I remember singing Rock-A-Bye Baby (which I now believe to be a terrible, horrible song). A nurse came in the room and said something along the lines of, “why aren’t you asleep? You need to get to sleep.” And I responded with, “I would get to sleep if I could get these darn babies to sleep!” 

I also have many memories of time on the tractor with my dad. I remember it was around 1984, my dad and I were spreading manure on the field behind the yard. He was pumping the liquid into the tank and said, “you need to let me know when the red arrow gets to the ‘F’ because that means it’s full.” I was wearing jeans, a tee shirt, not sure which one, but I had on my Pac-Man mesh farmers hat. It was just like this one, only yellow:  

And Pac-Man Fever and Abracadabra were both on the radio that day. I remember watching the tank full and I yelled out ‘It’s Full!!’, only it wasn’t. I don’t know why that memory sticks with me. I also remember along that same time driving through Sacred Heart, Minnesota on a different tractor with my dad and he was getting frustrated because I could not figure out how to spell the word, ‘Yellow’. Seems like yellow had a dominance of my memories from that year. 

I could go on and on for days about little snapshot memories of times in the hospital or the tractors with my dad as a kid. But, what I most remember is being happy, being content. I was often told my happiness was infectious. Somewhere as an adult the pain of loss and the responsibilities of adulthood have taken over and from time to time I can lose that childlike wonder and joy. I think all adults have been there at one time or another. I think we all lose our memories too. They fade away with time. Sure, some files remain locked in the file cabinets of our minds, but it’s never the whole picture again. 

Like I said, I could go on and on about memories from the last 39-years, but they will never be the full picture of who I am now and where I am trying to go. In order to see that, you’ll have to jump on board with me now. One of my favorite lines in life comes from The Polar Express, ‘One thing about trains, it doesn’t matter where they’re goin’. What matters is deciding to get on.’. 

Not a single one of us knows where our journey will lead today. Some may not be here to see tomorrow. All of those things are based on the decisions we make today, but we can’t let the journey stop by deciding today to not get involved. We must wake up, take our memories with us as long as we can and journey forward. Today could change our entire destination. 

Don’t Fear The Reaper.

Don’t Fear The Reaper.

Write whatever you normally write about, and weave in a book quote, film quote, or song lyric that’s been sticking with you this week.

How would your life be different if you were incapable of feeling fear? Would your life be better or worse than it is now?

I am going to attempt both of these prompts in one post!! I have had the notion of ‘We reap what we sow’ in my head this week. Fear only creates more fear, and anger, and hate. We here in The United States are bombarded with fear every single day, and I for one, am sick and tired of this rhetoric!! 

Fear religion, fear people, fear guns, fear food, fear weather, fear driving!! And those have only come up in the past four days!!! SHUT UP!!! When did we lose sight of FDR’s famous words ‘We have nothing to fear, but fear itself!’ 

If we knew we had no fear what would we do? Anything! Fear cripples us. I am already disabled and in a wheelchair. I don’t need anything else to immobilize me. Fear has no place in my vocabulary, and yet, I suffer every single day with anxiety. God does not ever give us a spirit of fear, Satan does that. In a world where whispers can be louder than shouts we still should have nothing to fear. Satan breeds fear with his whispers in our ear and that creates a world of pain. 

Earlier this week I watched a YouTube video about the universe and the vibrations within it. Everything has a frequency vibration. Rocks, trees, animals, humans, water, molecules, buildings, everything has a vibration! We are all shaking, we are all moving! The world will tell us we are trembling with fear. Do not believe this lie! 

Whatever vibrations we put out we will receive in return. What we plant, we shall harvest. I have seen a few people who have been asking the question, ‘why me? Why does this always happen to me?’ What are you planting? Are you planting negative images in your mind? If that’s what you see, that is what you will get! 

U2 once wrote a song, I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For. We live in a world that is constantly seeking peace, love, acceptance, forgiveness. And there are those who say it can be found in Jesus Christ. And then they turn around and condemn the ones who need these things. If we don’t fully turn to The Cross of redemption and grace we never will find what we are looking for. We will never find it in humanity that only seeks for itself preservation. There is no fear or condemnation in Christ Jesus. You want to know how all of our lives would be different without fear? Seek Him. Seek The Prince Of Peace and you shall have no fear. 

Can You See What I see?

Can You See What I see?

Young At HeartWhat are your thoughts on aging? How will you stay young at heart as you get older?

When I think on this Daily Prompt the following video is the first thing to pop into my mind. We are two days out now from Christmas Day 2015 and this film, National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation, along with A Christmas Story and It’s A Wonderful Life. These films conjur up images for me of my youngster days during Christmas. 

I find it awesome timing that The Daily Post would ask this question around Christmas time. I never find it hard to be ‘young at heart’ around this time of year. I still believe in the magic and grace of Santa Claus. I believe he still lives in the hearts and minds of all of us and that spirit of giving and living for one another can and should be found every single day of the year. 

How do I stay ‘Young At Heart’? 

Thoughts and memories of being young. Why are we forced to completely grow up and forget all the wonder of our younger days? Does innocence truly need to be lost? I don’t believe so. I am almost forty years old and I believe in miracles. I believe in peace and love. I believe in the wonder of learning new things every day like a child seeing the world anew! That is how I will stay young. 

Yes, as it already is, my body will grow old and one day die. But I hope that I will keep some of the things of this body healthy so I can help as many others as possible after I am gone from this body. That is how I wish to live on. That is how I hope to stay young for as long as possible. 

Maybe one day my brain will be placed into the body of an able-bodied Athlete and I will have a new perspective with an old brain?! You never know the miracles that can be found on any street. This is my Grown Up Christmas Story Wish. Happy New Year to one and all from Rolling Blogger!!! 

I Love To Tell The Story!!!

I Love To Tell The Story!!!

Christmas Eve and Christmas Day 2015 may one day disappear from my memory. I sincerely hope not, because it was a 30-hour period of my life worth remembering!! 

Christmas Eve morning started off as any other holiday celebration. My wife baking ferociously in the kitchen!! Pies, cookies, a failed attempt at Christmas Crack, which is a cracker based dish with chocolate and caramel, Yum! (Usually). This time was a failed attempt, but as life often shows us, we can’t always be winners. 

We got a late start Christmas Eve and needed to make a run through Walmart to pick up some last minute necessities. My wife returned from that excursion with the emboldened phrase, “Never, Again, Ever, on Christmas Eve!”!! The day we are to be celebrating with loved ones, our local Walmart was a madhouse of corporate greed and people’s lusty lists for more “stuff!”! What should have taken my bride ten minutes took more than 30!!! So, I circled the lot. I figured it would be quicker to not have to deal with my wheelchair. 

On we go!! My sister has been blessed with a heart of Gold for God and wonderful business opportunities. My wife and I, along with my sister were able to reap the benefits of these opportunities when she cashed in some points for an Executive Suite at The Hilton in Bloomington! You have not seen The Twin Cities Southern Suburbs until you have seen them from the Executive Lounge on the 12th floor!! Wow! Overlooking a wildlife refuge on one side and Fort Snelling Outpost on the other! My wife and I actually took some time Christmas Morning yesterday to drive through parts of it and pay our respects as civilians. Awe inspiring and humbling! 

The rest of our time was spent together with pot roast and board games. We each took our turn at winning at Farkle and met one of my sisters amazing friends! It was a day of laughs and so much joy! 

Sadly, as all good times do, we ended our weekend last night with a leisurely soak in the hot tub before packing up and heading home. We believed we were headed into a storm and took our precautions, but nary a flake did fall until we were home!! Many times if you seek it, God will bless the journey. 

My wife and I have been married two and a half wonderful years and I must say, the past two days of memories will remain some of my favorites for years to come. I hope one day all of the world will join in the hope and peace of Christmas every single day of our lives. Is peace and harmony and giving freely of ones self and ones gifts every day possible? I would love to give the world a chance to find out. 

Also, I would love for us all to share our stories. I utilize this blog to attempt to bless the world. I am a writer. I write. I inspire. I give hope. I share memories so they may be remembered and built upon. I love to tell the story, of my life and God’s Love for us all. Shown in a humble, stable birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ. Please do not miss a chance to share your own stories. 

Because You Gotta Have Faith, Faith, Faith.

Because You Gotta Have Faith, Faith, Faith.

Tell us about the role that faith plays in your life — or doesn’t.
The way I see the world is every single person in it has faith. We all have faith we will see tomorrow. We all have faith we are correct in our assumptions. Don’t believe me? Have you ever seen air? Have you seen every square inch of the round world? Is there a famous person you have never met in person, but you know they still exist? That’s all faith! 

There is no such thing as faithless!! Have you ever took a vacation to a new destination? That’s faith!! You only knew it was there from previous stories of those who have been there. Yet you still ventured away from home to see that place, why? Faith! 

I know a lot of people who question why I have faith in God and His Son, Jesus Christ. How do I know they exist when I have never seen them? Because I have seen the evidence for them all around me. Sure, there was a time I didn’t, but those days are gone. I see God in nature. I see God in the smiley giggle of a baby. I see God in our pet cats, Butler and Mew and our dog, Rollie. They have faith in my wife and I that we will always provide for them.

The same is true of human children. They have faith in things not seen all the time. They have a pure love and faith in the adults of their life that they will be provided for in all situations. And it is often true. Yes, sure there are times adults do not take charge of their responsibilities for children and children can get hurt. That is often because of lack of faith. That is because of lack of listening to the still small voice of God saying ‘This is what I need you to do!’ 

How often do we corrupt God’s plan by not only not listening but by not believing that He is constantly trying to whisper to our soul? We all have faith if we are willing to listen.