I have to admit I too laughed as I read the story of the young man and his boogie board--and then I thought of how many times I have run smack-dab into my own version of a boogie board, only to wake from my stupor and ask God to help me do better the next time!
All: A long drive home Saturday and an early morning visit to the Detention Center Sunday. Sorry to be so long in acknowledging comments. It was a great vacation and an even greater time with the kids at the Center in spite of my lack of sleep. Peace to all...
7:36 PM
Compared to former years, the condo unit and the beach, here, both seem void of the usual crowd, current gas prices, no doubt, having pressured folk into prioritizing their pocketbook expenditures. My family is just fortunate enough to have a relative who donates this package to us at a price that yet seems affordable. If the economy yet continues to strangle the average American, though, next summer may find us camping at the creek instead. We learn our lessons, I suppose, as life comes to us. It’s the nature of the beast….
Early the other morning, I watched as four young boys, pre-teen, with the surf to themselves, attempted to attack the waves like their older brothers. With a small boogie-board in hand, one fellow charged across the wet sand and into the white foam, only to misjudge the water’s retreat, planting his intended means of transportation like a javelin in the wet muck of the shoreline. His own inertia now caused the “tombstone†in front of him to resist the onward mass of his body and flipped him head over heels into the briny….
I chuckled from my viewpoint on the fifth floor; but, in truth, have had my own share of such spills along the way and, in all honesty, after getting up and brushing myself off, have more than once been no wiser than to simply repeat the whole scenario. Others may not share my own degree of stupidity. We are, though, to say the least, strange creatures who think ourselves as having most things figured out, capable to meet whatever tomorrow brings, individually better off not to trust the other guy in most matters….
If we agree on little and are seldom congruent on any one issue, it’s because our opinions have been forged from different perspectives, assembled out of hard knocks and mishaps encountered during the journey. Religion. Politics. Global Warming. Child discipline. How to get from here to there. Start a conversation. Stir up the pot and stand back. When the dust settles, usually nobody has convinced anybody else of much. Each has just further solidified his mental image of the other. Our faith is in what we think we know….
Give me, then, God’s grace, the nex step, and better aim with my boogie board….
Mowser
""Mishaps and Mileage........................""
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I think I have lived a few of those repeated mistakes. Keep enjoying your vacation.
2:02 PM
I have to admit I too laughed as I read the story of the young man and his boogie board--and then I thought of how many times I have run smack-dab into my own version of a boogie board, only to wake from my stupor and ask God to help me do better the next time!
8:44 PM
Hello
Though I only have 44yrs under my belt, I did chuckle when reading this blog. It reminded of a saying I use in regards to boys and men.
"Strong like Bull, Dumb like Ox." ;)
10:01 AM
All: A long drive home Saturday and an early morning visit to the Detention Center Sunday. Sorry to be so long in acknowledging comments. It was a great vacation and an even greater time with the kids at the Center in spite of my lack of sleep. Peace to all...
7:36 PM
Early the other morning, I watched as four young boys, pre-teen, with the surf to themselves, attempted to attack the waves like their older brothers. With a small boogie-board in hand, one fellow charged across the wet sand and into the white foam, only to misjudge the water’s retreat, planting his intended means of transportation like a javelin in the wet muck of the shoreline. His own inertia now caused the “tombstone†in front of him to resist the onward mass of his body and flipped him head over heels into the briny….
I chuckled from my viewpoint on the fifth floor; but, in truth, have had my own share of such spills along the way and, in all honesty, after getting up and brushing myself off, have more than once been no wiser than to simply repeat the whole scenario. Others may not share my own degree of stupidity. We are, though, to say the least, strange creatures who think ourselves as having most things figured out, capable to meet whatever tomorrow brings, individually better off not to trust the other guy in most matters….
If we agree on little and are seldom congruent on any one issue, it’s because our opinions have been forged from different perspectives, assembled out of hard knocks and mishaps encountered during the journey. Religion. Politics. Global Warming. Child discipline. How to get from here to there. Start a conversation. Stir up the pot and stand back. When the dust settles, usually nobody has convinced anybody else of much. Each has just further solidified his mental image of the other. Our faith is in what we think we know….
Give me, then, God’s grace, the nex step, and better aim with my boogie board….
posted by Jim at 10:46 AM on Jul 3, 2008