Sunday, December 23, 2007

Christmas/Family/Remebering


I love Christmas, I always have. I love the music, the decorations, the smell of pine needles, the excitement you feel when you walk into the mall. I love it all, but this year I have not been excited about Christmas and after reading Cassie's blog (home) I have come to the conclusion that the reason for this is that I am not home. In 83 days I will be getting married. In five months I will graduate from college. I just moved out of the dorms and into a new house as well as have just started a new job. I am so busy It just doesn't seem like Christmas yet. I am by myself in this huge house, while the rest of my family is in Lubbock and my fiancee is in Houston.

I can think back over 21 years and there is only one Christmas I didn't enjoy. The reason that one has not found a fond corner of my memory is because that one Christmas my family wasn't all there. I realize that even though I love the music, decorations, and atmosphere of Christmas those things are not why I love Christmas itself. I love Christmas because of who I share it with. I can remember back five years ago when all of us were employed by the Raspberry Enterprises. As a family we were in all the restaurant business, flipping burgers, pealing sweet potatoes, and scooping chicken salad. Looking back those memories are good ones (even if we didn't think so at the time.)

Five years later we are all still in the family business but we no longer work in restaurants. Dad is now the founder senior pastor of Turning Point Community Church. Mom just finished her class work for her masters degree in counseling, as well as working as a full time pastor's wife. Carrie is the children's minister at Turning Point and is married to Kyle the youth pastor at Turning Point. Cassie is as well working on her degree in counseling at Southwestern Theological Seminary and it looks as though she will soon be married to Curtis, a youth pastor in Dallas. I am now working at Crescent Heights Baptist Church in Abilene as a youth minister and am one semester away from having my bachelor's degree in church ministry, and am 83 days away from marrying the girl of my dreams. Life is good.

While I am not excited about Christmas yet soon I will be on my way to Lubbock to see my family. And even if I do not enjoy Christmas this year I will most certainly enjoy the time I spend this next week with the people I love most in the world.



Thursday, December 20, 2007

Definition of Friendship

I wrote this on Feb. 28th 2007


I was working this morning at Cracker Barrel when a man was seated in my section. He was an older looking man and a little rough around the edges. (Most likely this guy was never called a wimp or a sissy.) When you are working in restaurants you can usually tell who is traveling through and not native to your surrounding area. I poured the man his coffee as he poured over his road atlas. When I finished taking his order he asked me the best way to get to Denton. I suggested a route and pointed it out on his map. When waiting tables you are always searching for betters tips, so in an attempt to be more personal and social I inquired where he was from. He replied with, "Phoenix, I am traveling to Denton because one of my closest friends in the world is dieing. He saved my life." I offered my deepest condolences and feeling a bit awkward hurried off to put his order in the computer. A bit later I was stopping by to refill his coffee and inform him his food shouldn't be much longer when, with glazed eyes, he said: "I was a Fighter pilot in Vietnam, flying the F-4 Phantom. One afternoon I was flying my routine mission when out of nowhere a S2AM (surface to air missile) came up from behind me and clipped my landing gear. The plane was on fire and the landing gear was jammed so I knew I couldn't land back on the carrier. I found a rice patty, radioed my location and glided in. When the plane crashed within seconds I saw four black Marines. They drug me out of the plane. Timmy, Daryl, John, and Robert, they made a stretcher and carried me on it for three days. Three days on a hand made stretcher! They saved my life. After we came home two of them came and worked for me as district managers for my oil company in southern California, another is living in Brewten, Alabama, and Daryl is in Denton, thats who I am going to see. Daryl is the one who is dieing. Its a shame, a damn shame." As the gruff Vietnam veteran wipe the tears out of his eyes, I had to excuse myself to do the same. I think that today I heard the best definition of friendship I will ever hear.


Wednesday, December 19, 2007

The Extraordinary of Any Idle Day

One of my favorite things about my blog is the name, "The Extraordinary of Any Idle Day." Out of the title, I really enjoy to think about the phrase, "any idle day." It is something that implies ordinary. There is nothing special about any idle day. A movie that I really enjoyed was the movie Stranger than Fiction, starting Will Ferrell. In this movie Ferrell plays the character Harold Crick. You see Harold leads quite a routine lifestyle, he is awoken each morning by his Timex T56371 watch, eats alone, counts the number of steps he walks for fun, focuses on ways to save time tying his tie, and brushes his teeth exactly 76 times (38 vertical strokes, 38 horizontal). He does the same work and does not leave his routine. Harold lives an idle life, with no excitement and no changes. In the movie Harold's life gets turned upside down and he begins to experience change in his routine. But life is not a movie. While in the movie, Harold Crick changes who he is because of the event that occur to him throughout the plot line, in real life those changes seldom come. When we do experience changes in our everyday routine, the changes that are made lead to new routines. For most people in this world our everyday norm is idle.

What we fail to realize is that laced in the normalicy of our lives are traces of something that keeps the world spinning. Action, adventure, love stories, tradgedy, fear, humor, sadness, theses are the things that make our everyday idle lives extraordinary. These are the things that makes us exactly who we are.
It isn't our routines or life styles but our lives that are extraordinary. "Everyday extraordinary," are the things I want to think about, write about, and remember when I look back and ask myself what I was doing in 2007. I will easily remember where I worked and lived, the idle things about my life but what I want to enjoy when I am old and looking back on my life isn't the idle it is that on some random Sunday I forgot my wallet twice in one day. That is the extraordinary of any idle day.
  • They are the things that make us cry because we didn't know it could hurt so much.
  • They are the things that make us fear because we don't know what the future will look like.
  • They are the things that we marvel at the adventures we take.
  • They are the things that make us giddy because we never thought a kiss could taste so good.
  • They are the things that make our sides hurt because we never thought we could laugh so hard.
They are the things that make us feel more than idle.


Monday, December 10, 2007

One of Those Moments


Recently I had, "one of those moments." Anyone who has ever had such a moment knows exactly what I am talking about. It is an instance in life where one experiences or witnesses something that reassures the lack of perfection in the human race. I was the key player in such an experience only yesterday.

Pt.1
After church yesterday I went with the rest of the church staff out to eat at Rosa's Cafe, a delicious Mexican food restaurant. I waited through the line, walked up to the counter and ordered my chicken enchilada plate with an extra chicken fajita burrito and a medium drink. The nice cashier informed me of my total, $6.48, and instinctively I reached for my wallet in my left rear pant pocket...No wallet. I must have made a mistake and placed my wallet in my right rear pocket, but again I found no lump in my pocket. After thoroughly checking the remainder of the pockets in my pants and jacket I realize that I had left my wallet in the top right drawer of my desk back at the church. Embarrassed for having already ordered my food I thoroughly apologized to the nice lady and mumbled something about going and checking for my wallet in my car (even thought I knew it was not there). I hung my head and retreated to the large area where several people had pushed tables together so our party could all sit together.

It didn't take long for someone to notice my lack of food and drink and without telling me they took the initiative to purchase my food and drink. (One of the members of our group had heard my order while standing in line behind me and had made sure that I received my meal, by paying for it himself.) With humility I accepted the gracious offer and enjoyed my enchiladas, and chicken fajita.

Pt.2
Last night at church there was supose to be a men and boys bake off, but do to unfortunate weather the services were canceled. Before I knew of their cancellation I had determined to purchase the ingredients to make a delicious Coca Cola Cake. I walked into United Supermarkets on Judge Ely Blvd. and began collecting ingredients into my buggy. After making my final selections I made my way to the checkout line. The nice lady scanned my items, told me my total, $11.27, asked if I wanted paper or plastic, and began sacking my groceries while I reached into my left rear pant pocket to retrieve my wallet. OH CRAP!!

Once again I had the realization that my wallet lie dormant in the top right hand drawer of my desk at the church. For the second time in the past two hours I graciously apologized and walked the shamefully, tail between my legs, back to my car without my groceries. It was one of those moments that made me realize how not perfect I am.

My Thoughts: If at first you don't succeed give up before you fail again.


Wednesday, December 5, 2007

LifeVesting


We are all given choices in our every-day existence that allow us opportunities not only to succeed , but also to receive the greatest possible return from the decisions we make. In the adventure of life that we have all been chosen to participate in, we find ourselves in situations filed with these opportunities to succeed. Every day we are given multiple opportunities to invest our lives in hopes of gaining a return from our “LifeVesting.” LifeVesting are the investment we makes in the personal, social, and spiritual aspects of our lives in hope of gaining some form of profit. The idea behind LifeVesting is that we have to make our life investments in wise opportunities, or the “Wall-Street-market” of the world will beat us. How, then, does one make the investments in life that can yield the greatest return? In order to gain the greatest benefits from LifeVesting, three different types of investment are necessary: SelfVesting, OtherVesting, and GodVesting. These three areas, if invested properly, not only affect, but also benefit each other. Each has its own unique dimensions, its own risks, and its own benefits or consequences.

One of the greatest “SelfVesters” I have ever known is my grandfather. He has taken care of himself physically, financially, mentally, and emotionally. In the physical sense, almost every morning of his adult life he has gotten up early and gone jogging, no matter what the weather conditions. Financially, he has never invested in something he hasn’t researched and is confident about. Mentally, he began his college education at the age of nineteen and continued until he received his M.D. degree. But in my opinion, his greatest SelfVesting achievement was his emotional investment in marrying my grandmother. The two have now been happily married for fifty-two years. As easily seen from my grandfather’s life, the investments of a SelfVester are those that attempt to add value to one’s self. We are born with an innate desire to seek self-perfection. We want our lives to be better today than they were yesterday. But the unfortunate reality of the situation is that many times we are our own harshest critics when our investments turn out to be unwise.


There are two risks with SelfVesting. The first is in not investing at all. This results in an apathetic lifestyle causes our lives at best not to change at all, or, at worst, to turn out worse because we didn’t invest. For example, how many people who can’t get jobs wish that after high school they would have gone on to college instead of pursuing their instant self gratification? The consequences of having no self investments can be dire, resulting in an unsatisfactory life that is rapidly wasted.


SelfVesting also carries the risk of over-investing in self, which leads towards a life of vanity. The unfortunate fact about our own desire to gain perfection is that many times we get wrapped up in our self-improvement to the point that it can actually damage us. For example, girls who have eating disorders feel like the size of their bodies doesn’t meet the standards of the world that so harshly portrays the image of the “perfect” woman on the cover of Cosmopolitan This demonstrates that the end result of over-investing in self matters can actually turn the tables on us, and instead of helping us improve, it can actually end up hurting us in our vain attempts.
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But what about the possibilities of a return from our SelfVesting? My grandfather has stayed in shape, his education produced a successful career in the medical field, and financial success through his wise investing have produced a secure retirement. But the greatest self- return from his investments have come from his investment in his family, having had four children and eight grandchildren. When a person is successful in investing in himself, it in turn affects those around him and opens doors for the next type of LifeVesting.


“OtherVesting” is a type of investment in which both we and others gain and benefit by our investment in their lives. My father has spent a large portion of his life OtherVesting. He has spent countless hours pouring his life into others so that they may be better off for it. The results of his OtherVesting can be seen every day when he leaves the house. I don’t believe I have ever gone with him to the grocery store, mall, or any other place open to the public where he doesn’t see someone he knows. He has spent countless hours investing in others’ lives. Socially, he is well-liked and respected. Relationally, people trust him. Personally, people feel respected by him.


OtherVesting helps us relate to the world and improves the way the world relates to us. Investment in others is the basis by which our world gets along; it can also be the cause of why it doesn’t. When looking at the investments themselves, what is it that we are actually investing? The most significant investment one can make toward others is simply time. Of course, the needs of others are many, and time is not the only investment we can make. Regardless of what is invested, however, the hardest part about othervesting is learning how to “get over ourselves.” We have to do things for other people, putting ourselves aside, to receive the greatest benefit.


The greatest risk of under-investing in others is isolation. In the book Silas Marner, by George Elliot, the main character, Silas, had a bad experience with investing in others. As a result, he became a miser never - leaving his house and making no outside contact with others. His lack of OtherVesting caused him to live a sad, gray, miserable life. But looking at the other end of the scale, if one over-invests in other people, the end result will be one in which they care too much about what others think and do too much to please others. As a result, they lose their sense of self.


The investment return of OtherVesting, though, can be one the greatest rewards experienced in this life. If we invest in other people, they, in turn, will invest in us. We will receive what we need and more from others, forming true bonds that can help us in every aspect of life. If we look at two best friends, they are two people who over time invest in each other’s lives. Each also receives the benefit of the other’s investment. But to truly understand the potential value of the return from our LiveVesting, we must examine the third type - “Godvesting.”


Each one of us has a longing for answers to the innate spiritual questions that arise in our lives. We all have a desire to invest in something dealing with the spiritual. GodVesting is most certainly the most important venture that LifeVesting brings. Godvesting has the potential to yield a greater benefit than the other two. The reason that Godvesting offers so much to those of us who truly don’t deserve its gracious dividends is because of the investment that was first made in us. God saw humanity and invested Himself into it so that we may in turn invest in a Savior to become closer to him.


The only risk in this eternal investment is not investing at all. The consequences are not only the worst, when speaking of severity, but also the most assuredly dire. As for over-investing, the only risk we run is becoming closer to the Being that loves us more than we can possibly fathom. The benefits we receive from GodVesting are those of the eternal, that make the suffering we could experience on the earth minimal. GodVesting is also the most significant type of LifeVesting because it encompasses the others. When our relationship with God is in the right place, our relationships with others fall into place as well, and we are better.


Our life investments determine the type of life we will live. The results of wise investing can produce the profit not only of a successful life, but a happy one as well. The return of our wise life investments can be seen in our personal lives, our relationships with others, and our relationship with God. The greatest part is that we have new opportunities daily to make investments and to change our returns from losses to profits. Life provides all of us the opportunities to have success. LifeVesting is the greatest determinant for how successful that life will be.



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Anderson Hall

With the exception of a few months over the last three Summers, Anderson Hall has been my home for the past four years. Most Hardin Simmons residents live in the dorm for two years, as is required by the HSU handbook. I however am working on my fourth. For the past seven semesters Anderson has been the place where I returned at the end of the day. Some of my fondest memories have been in the walls of this building.

Freshman year - August 14th 2004 I moved into room 122 with my best friend Geoffrey Turner. Freshman year was crazy. Between getting locked out of the dorm our first night to having our suite mates set off black cats in our room life in 122 was never boring. Frequently graced by overnight visitors such as Lance Huston someone was always in our room and willing to make a late night run to Wendy's or Wataburger. We had a quote board that we made out of part of my bed and only two quotes ever made the board: "We the British have hated the French for years, you the United States have just joined the club." - Simon Cowell, and "For losing the Superbowl the Eagles don't go away empty handed. For finishing second they receive the Stanley Cup" - ESPN Magazine columnist.

Sophomore year - Room 208 was by far the coolest dorm room Hardin Simmons has ever seen. Room 208 is located in just the right position of the building that it is several feet larger than most Anderson rooms. During the 2005-2006 school year Anderson Hall room 208 housed two beds, a large desk/entertainment center, a mini fridge, an end table for toiletries, two TV's each with separate cable hook ups, surround sound stereo, with speakers suspended from the ceiling, two couches, one of them raised on a platform behind the other to form stadium seating, and walking around room. It was by far the coolest dorm room in Anderson's history. Again living with Geoffrey was always interesting always making room for late night Wendy's runs. During our sophomore year, Geoffrey proposed to his now wife, and I met and began dating my now fiancee. Things had mellowed out much more since freshman year. With the exception of the occasional rowdy attacks on the two R.A.'s on our floor Purkey, and Pool.

Junior year - If room 208 is the largest room you can get on campus room 248 is the smallest. A single "closet room" there was barley enough room to turn around, but I didn't complain much since the room was complimentary with my new job as Anderson Hall Second Floor Pound Side Resident Assistant. By this time Geoffrey had married and I was living on my own room with the responsibility of making sure that everyone else kept their rooms clean. Between constantly telling freshman (and Hunter Mangrum) to be quiet the new job came with the role of "dorm police." Between finding beer, pornography, marijuana, cocaine, liquor, girls, and even snakes in several dorm rooms our group of RA's became fast friends (with the exception of the third floor pound side RA). Bobby Cooley, Ryan Vanderland, Josh Knapp, Casey Jones, Jay Patterson and myself had some amazing times playing dbaba, 4th flooring it (Anderson only has three floors), and playing crotch bear. It was an unforgettable year.

Senior year - As one of the senior RA's I know am living in another oversized room, room 105. The room that is directly under the room from my sophomore year (208). Still living on my own this year I have had more room than I know what to do with. My room is a makeshift office, kitchen, entertainment room, bedroom, and bathroom. Having proposed, to my now fiancee I will only spend one semester in this room, a semester that is almost over. This year I have realized just how quickly time can pass. Having broken my foot I have spent the majority of the semester hopping around my room. And it mostly feels as thought I am simply waiting here. Waiting to move out, waiting to get married, waiting to graduate.

Well my waiting time is almost over. I am now spending my last nights in Anderson Hall because as of December 16th Anderson will no longer be my place of residence. I am moving out, because I am getting married, and shortly after that I will graduate. Seven semesters I have walked the halls and staircases of Anderson. I have met lifelong friends. I have experienced once in a lifetime opportunities, I have studied and I have played. I have caused trouble and I have worked. I have pulled all nighters and I have slept through class. I have made Anderson my home.

My Thoughts: September 14th 2004 - December 16th 2007...Not a bad run!!




 
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