Admittedly my thoughts are all coming from the spark of a simple clip from YouTube. But before I go I am going to have to give a little background. The TV show, or what I am assuming is a TV show, the Newsroom has a piece where the main character debates against two other random people and the question "Why is America the greatest country in the world" was asked. This sparks a seemingly middle of the road political TV host to voice his opinions which are more of a Nationalist view rather than a red or blue focus. His rant depicts USA as not the best or not even close giving off some very fantastic statistics (which I have no idea the legitimacy of them) which backs up the "not the best" theory. But the brilliance of the clip is the ending where he tells how we used to be. Taking the obviously disappointed point of view to a certain nostalgic feeling of what we once were.
OK Now we are done with the longish set up and my thoughts which I am sure you are waiting with bated breath.
I love these types of clips/movies/shows because they get you excited. They take something that isn't quite right and rings a bell inside you to make you think. Sometimes these videos only get you thinking for a second, sometimes they only make you want to argue for arguing sake, but sometimes they spark an individual to change something... Maybe not the world but maybe at least their heart. Now I am not saying that these simple words in my barely read blog will do any damage against the dimming light that is our excitement for our country but simply expressing the short fireworks that were set off in my heart.
This video focuses on what America used to be... The brilliance that once was brought to the hearts and imaginations of the American people. Us younger generation "kids" simply watch in awe of these stories depicting where we live as not only this powerhouse of a military, not only this trailblazer of an economy, not only this mastermind of technological advances, but a hope... a dream... an idea that sparks creativity, pride, that teases the imagination of what reaching for the stars really means. We hear stories of how brilliant and sought after the privilege of being called an American citizen was. How people would risk their lives to come to the US to be a citizen. And yes of course there are plenty of people still going through major difficulty of getting into the US by any means necessary but to live here, to work here... To reap the benefits that the structures designed by the old can lend them. What the difference is in today and yesteryear is people fought to be called an American not just to live here.
Us youngsters sit and stare hearing the stories of how America once was... How brilliant our Lady Liberty was standing by with her glowing lamp for those yearning to breathe free. What stories we have heard and been a part of. But now we sit and are astonished at the fact that the younger crowd is not as involved or seemingly careless over politics of today or the direction of the US much less the world. Maybe they... we are tired of simply hearing stories...
The brilliant conundrum that is before us is that those deprived of great reality and full on fantastic memories are on their way to lead the world. Those who have been standing down waiting for a reason to actually care are on deck to lead those younger generations. Will the remaining few who have been inspired be able to lead the masses of unimpressed. The decision that lies before us will be to be proud over something that lacks reason of pride and to actually believe again.
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Getting Married
Wedding time...
I think there will always be entrances to new parts of our lives that will try and strain us to the point where we clearly see what we want, why we want it, and just how far we are willing to go to get it.
I am getting married... And I have been chasing this girl for a long time... making her happy means so very much to me. But getting married is the combining of hopefully two different souls, two different hearts to form one team, one solid effort to walk through this world and hopefully leave it better than we found it.
Now the fun part. These two different souls, these two different hearts have been walking through this world at their own pace, listening to their own song, and picking our their own special cherished details that make the world beautiful specifically to them... These two are now tasked with combining all of those thoughts, those ideals, those truly unique idiosyncrasies that have formed their life and really put them to the test. We will find what really works and what was really just a quick fix to get us through special seasons. We will realize that what we stood for might not necessarily change but maybe the tools that kept us standing weren't the best fit for our lives and that brilliant someone has been given the secret that we needed so sincerely. Sometimes that can hurt and sometimes that can be frustrating because we never really leave the place where we want to impress the other. We never really grow out of our burning desire to wow one another and when we actually need help or some simple piece of advice it can sometimes feel as if we have failed them or simply not up to the task.
We feel the heat of these moments in our young relationships and we watch them as time goes by doing one of two things. Either the flames harden and shape us to a new uniqueness, giving us beauty and definition that we never knew we could achieve. A new look, new abilities, new strengths and details that help get through this world and really accomplish that little thing we set out to do in the first place. Leave this world and this life better than we found it. Or... The heat breaks us, shattering our fragile state because were not ready or able to be formed in the manner as to which the moment was working.
We see these moments shaping us, giving us the brilliant opportunity to see just how sincere we really are. Seeing what we want, why we want it, and just how far we are willing to go to get it.
I am getting married... And nothing could make me happier.
I think there will always be entrances to new parts of our lives that will try and strain us to the point where we clearly see what we want, why we want it, and just how far we are willing to go to get it.
I am getting married... And I have been chasing this girl for a long time... making her happy means so very much to me. But getting married is the combining of hopefully two different souls, two different hearts to form one team, one solid effort to walk through this world and hopefully leave it better than we found it.
Now the fun part. These two different souls, these two different hearts have been walking through this world at their own pace, listening to their own song, and picking our their own special cherished details that make the world beautiful specifically to them... These two are now tasked with combining all of those thoughts, those ideals, those truly unique idiosyncrasies that have formed their life and really put them to the test. We will find what really works and what was really just a quick fix to get us through special seasons. We will realize that what we stood for might not necessarily change but maybe the tools that kept us standing weren't the best fit for our lives and that brilliant someone has been given the secret that we needed so sincerely. Sometimes that can hurt and sometimes that can be frustrating because we never really leave the place where we want to impress the other. We never really grow out of our burning desire to wow one another and when we actually need help or some simple piece of advice it can sometimes feel as if we have failed them or simply not up to the task.
We feel the heat of these moments in our young relationships and we watch them as time goes by doing one of two things. Either the flames harden and shape us to a new uniqueness, giving us beauty and definition that we never knew we could achieve. A new look, new abilities, new strengths and details that help get through this world and really accomplish that little thing we set out to do in the first place. Leave this world and this life better than we found it. Or... The heat breaks us, shattering our fragile state because were not ready or able to be formed in the manner as to which the moment was working.
We see these moments shaping us, giving us the brilliant opportunity to see just how sincere we really are. Seeing what we want, why we want it, and just how far we are willing to go to get it.
I am getting married... And nothing could make me happier.
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Trust?
Heart racing today...
It is funny to me that although I know that I trust God I still have incredible fear over particular things in my life. It is funny that my mind can pick out very small and insignificant details and allow them to grow and manifest into these incredibly dramatic and upsetting things. The way that someone looks at you or the tone of voice they may use. Allowing you mind to whisper to your heart, this is something you should be worried about... and without hesitation your heart does it's very best at carrying out that request. He starts to beat faster and without rhythm making very easy tasks seem impossible. Focusing on work and other responsibilities becomes a hopeful wish rather than a usual day.
And then out of nowhere your mind, the instigator of this rather depressing moment shows his ugliness once more. But this time it seems that your mind has forgotten that he caused this chaos in the first place. Conveniently he has forgotten that all of this emotion has been caused because of how someone said hello or goodbye and he has taken it past ridiculousness. All he can see now is how crazy your heart is. He focuses on all of the reasons this could be happening... and with the amazing imagination that he has the blurred line between real faults and exaggerated moments becomes invisible. He races on and on thinking of all of the fantastic truths and all of the fantastic lies that could be concocted, giving meaning and reason to the actions of your heart.
Meanwhile that moment, that flippant hello or goodbye was due to the other persons troubling moment and while they stand in anguish going through their own frustrations we stand idly by worrying about our own.
All of this while standing firm that I trust God with where I am... Its a little funny.
It is funny to me that although I know that I trust God I still have incredible fear over particular things in my life. It is funny that my mind can pick out very small and insignificant details and allow them to grow and manifest into these incredibly dramatic and upsetting things. The way that someone looks at you or the tone of voice they may use. Allowing you mind to whisper to your heart, this is something you should be worried about... and without hesitation your heart does it's very best at carrying out that request. He starts to beat faster and without rhythm making very easy tasks seem impossible. Focusing on work and other responsibilities becomes a hopeful wish rather than a usual day.
And then out of nowhere your mind, the instigator of this rather depressing moment shows his ugliness once more. But this time it seems that your mind has forgotten that he caused this chaos in the first place. Conveniently he has forgotten that all of this emotion has been caused because of how someone said hello or goodbye and he has taken it past ridiculousness. All he can see now is how crazy your heart is. He focuses on all of the reasons this could be happening... and with the amazing imagination that he has the blurred line between real faults and exaggerated moments becomes invisible. He races on and on thinking of all of the fantastic truths and all of the fantastic lies that could be concocted, giving meaning and reason to the actions of your heart.
Meanwhile that moment, that flippant hello or goodbye was due to the other persons troubling moment and while they stand in anguish going through their own frustrations we stand idly by worrying about our own.
All of this while standing firm that I trust God with where I am... Its a little funny.
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