I used to think my life was going by in slow motion. Every day seemed to last three days. I had the same routine. I talked to the same people. I ate the same breakfast. I wore the same outfits day in and day out. But as of late it seems I've blinked and my whole life is different. In a matter of a moment my boring hum-drum life changed into a completely different animal. I'm on the adventure of a lifetime. Three days in and I can hardly believe it's already been three days. In some ways I'm waiting for life to slow down again, but I have a feeling life won't. Life has a way of doing that to you.
Some say your childhood is the best time of your life. I wonder if it feels that way because childhood takes so long to get through. Life has a way of snowballing on you. Or at least it does me. Childhood was great, don't get me wrong, but there were definite days when I longed to be grown up. High school was a little more of a blur and college even more-so. Then - BOOM - I fell in love and life started really happening - faster and faster and faster! It makes me wonder how much faster can it really get?
How 'bout you, void? Is your life trucking along at a 100mph pace? Or, are you waiting for your life to pick up the pace? Be careful, Void, don't blink or you might miss the moments which you've been waiting for since childhood. Don't blink, or you might miss the best parts...the quick parts...the exciting parts...the parts you'll want to remember until you die.
I guess that's why I'm thankful for you, Void. Thanks for letting me write down the parts I might easily forget otherwise.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
knobby hobby
What are your hobbies? Seriously, I'm curious. I don't know if I have one and I'd like to know what yours are so I can decide if I have one too. When a person spends approxomately 93.445% of the little free time she has on the couch watching bad TV, it leaves very little room for a genuine hobby. So, I'm asking you, Void...What are your hobbies? How did they come about? And...how do I get one?
Watching TV is not a hobby. Of that I am certain. And sleeping is probably not something we should consider "a hobby" either. I wonder what a hobby is anyway? Let's ask our great nerd friend, Webster. Here's what he said: "hobby: noun - An activity or interest persued for pleasure or relaxation and not as a main occupation." Oh, well in that case...I guess maybe watching TV is a hobby...as long as you're not paid to do it.
Why this sudden interest in hobbies, you ask? This afternoon, I was engaged in a rather interesting and humorous conversation on the very subject and that's when I realized...I don't have a hobby. And I guess if everybody else has a hobby, I think I want one too. Even the students in my class have hobbies. I think making toys out of 2-dimentional pieces of paper could be considered a hobby. Reading is definitely a hobby. Perhaps losing one's pencil...is that a hobby? (maybe not since it doesn't bring much relaxation or pleasure.)
Do you think people of today have any of the same hobbies as people of yesterday? Have you ever met someone who enjoys bird-watching or stamp collecting? Maybe not. I would think with such a broad definition for the word hobby a person could invent a new hobby everyday. Today my hobby was watching old re-runs of Seinfeld on YouTube. Tomorrow I may make it a hobby to pull weeds in the front flower beds.
In the end, I guess it really doesn't matter what our hobbies are. What probably matters most is that we're willing to try new things and get new hobbies once our old ones have run their course. So, maybe I don't have hobby. Maybe you do. Maybe we both find time for relaxation and pleasure in this busy life we live. Maybe that's what's really important and healthy - making time for your hobby. I guess if your hobby ends up being napping on the couch...so be it, Void, so be it.
Watching TV is not a hobby. Of that I am certain. And sleeping is probably not something we should consider "a hobby" either. I wonder what a hobby is anyway? Let's ask our great nerd friend, Webster. Here's what he said: "hobby: noun - An activity or interest persued for pleasure or relaxation and not as a main occupation." Oh, well in that case...I guess maybe watching TV is a hobby...as long as you're not paid to do it.
Why this sudden interest in hobbies, you ask? This afternoon, I was engaged in a rather interesting and humorous conversation on the very subject and that's when I realized...I don't have a hobby. And I guess if everybody else has a hobby, I think I want one too. Even the students in my class have hobbies. I think making toys out of 2-dimentional pieces of paper could be considered a hobby. Reading is definitely a hobby. Perhaps losing one's pencil...is that a hobby? (maybe not since it doesn't bring much relaxation or pleasure.)
Do you think people of today have any of the same hobbies as people of yesterday? Have you ever met someone who enjoys bird-watching or stamp collecting? Maybe not. I would think with such a broad definition for the word hobby a person could invent a new hobby everyday. Today my hobby was watching old re-runs of Seinfeld on YouTube. Tomorrow I may make it a hobby to pull weeds in the front flower beds.
In the end, I guess it really doesn't matter what our hobbies are. What probably matters most is that we're willing to try new things and get new hobbies once our old ones have run their course. So, maybe I don't have hobby. Maybe you do. Maybe we both find time for relaxation and pleasure in this busy life we live. Maybe that's what's really important and healthy - making time for your hobby. I guess if your hobby ends up being napping on the couch...so be it, Void, so be it.
Monday, April 2, 2012
my God is not dead
Having 5 extra minutes of down-time this Monday morning, I think I'll write a little bit. I've been wanting to for some time now, but as many of you writers know, it's a hobby which takes more than just time. But this morning, the stars have aligned and I have something to write.
I have a question for you, Void. I came across it in our morning devotion and think it's worth sharing. If you had a choice to live your life over again (exactly as it went) or to die today...which would you choose? When I first read it my initial reaction was to die. Although I've lived a mere 25 years and I have not seen nearly as much tragedy or hardship as some 9 year-olds-see, I still think I would rather die than live it all over again. Even though my life has been filled with joys and adventure, blessings and pleasure, wonder and beauty...I still think I would chose death rather than to live each moment over again. My reasoning is this: the amazing joys and happiness I've felt, the fantastic experiences I've had, and the people I've met (or fallen in love with), can not compare to the joy, happiness, experience, and love I will have in heaven with my God. My God is not dead and he never will die. After my death is my real life. After death is when I will see God. "With my own eyes I shall see him." says Job, the great sufferer. And that, Void, is the greatest joy and pleasure of all. Wouldn't you agree?
K, that was my 5 minutes of thought for the day. Blessings to all of you in the wide-world!
I have a question for you, Void. I came across it in our morning devotion and think it's worth sharing. If you had a choice to live your life over again (exactly as it went) or to die today...which would you choose? When I first read it my initial reaction was to die. Although I've lived a mere 25 years and I have not seen nearly as much tragedy or hardship as some 9 year-olds-see, I still think I would rather die than live it all over again. Even though my life has been filled with joys and adventure, blessings and pleasure, wonder and beauty...I still think I would chose death rather than to live each moment over again. My reasoning is this: the amazing joys and happiness I've felt, the fantastic experiences I've had, and the people I've met (or fallen in love with), can not compare to the joy, happiness, experience, and love I will have in heaven with my God. My God is not dead and he never will die. After my death is my real life. After death is when I will see God. "With my own eyes I shall see him." says Job, the great sufferer. And that, Void, is the greatest joy and pleasure of all. Wouldn't you agree?
K, that was my 5 minutes of thought for the day. Blessings to all of you in the wide-world!
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