Old Folks
After many years of being around “old folks”, I am beginning to understand them. Why, you may ask? Well, I are one!
Yes, the year of 2009 led me into the magical age of 65. It is a time when all of your youthful fun and fantasies have been realized and “you have arrived”. Some call it “the life of Riley”. Everything just seems to go extremely well, and now, you can just “coast” the rest of the way.
I’m beginning to understand the thing about, old folks not remembering things, like times, dates, events, others birthdays and anniversaries, appointments and such. In a favorite song of mine by the Statler Brothers, The Class of ’57, the line goes like this, “Things get complicated, when you get past eighteen, the class of ’57, had its dream”. And it just seems to compound when you hit sixty-five. It seems the family gets larger with grand-children and schedules expand. You try to make all the games, performances and major events like birthday parties… for everyone. While all the time, trying to enjoy “your life” for yourself. Projects and the “honey do” list really get shoved to the bottom of the list and you never seem to get anything done. I’m really not complaining, just making known to the readers I’m not going crazy, I’m just really busy. And did I mention your own job or business; all the things that need to be done and schedules that need to be kept in order to keep your clients and customers happy.
Then there are the things that jump up, out of nowhere, to put you further behind. Last September I got a notice in the mail that there was a warrant for my arrest for not paying my State Sales Tax. Well, to their surprise, I don’t pay Sales Tax, my business is exempt.
I have to file a form each year to show how much I made and that the total amount is “tax exempt”, put a zero on the bottom line and send it in. The main problem was that I had been trying to satisfy this problem since the beginning of the year. Somehow, the state had not gotten my original filing. I got a notice of this in May 2009, because it was not evident, since I don’t usually do my taxes until April. With a phone call and a fax, I thought the issue was resolved. In June I get another letter saying I was delinquent and penalties were being added, the same in September, but also came the letter informing me of the warrant. This prompted a trip to downtown Indianapolis to hopefully rectify the situation. Finally, resolution, what a relief.
Time marches on and no man is left behind. In January of 2010, however you want to pronounce it, We were in the process of refinancing our home to try to save money, remember I are old, our (my) credit report came back with this same issue staring us in the face. A credit rating of over 800 was dropped to 600. So, it was time for another call to the tax office to see what happened and what could be done, hopefully there would be no trip to downtown. The agent could not understand what I needed or how to help me so she got her Supervisor on the phone. Even though it was a thirty minute call, he did take care of me. He also helped me with a possible delinquent situation because of all this, when filing my 2009 taxes in 2010. Ain’t Life Grand!! I are getting older, quicker, faster!
Ron
Thursday, February 4, 2010
January 2010
Perspective
You will have to bear with me on this one. It will be random and all over the map.
Getting older is not as “fun” as I thought it would be. Now I see why “old folks” were always considered grumpy. Old folks have been through a lot, seen a lot, experienced a lot, cried a lot, laughed a lot and in general, know what life is all about.
As I have, from time to time, I will take opportunity to insert a passage from the Bible.
1 Corinthians 13 verse 11 the Apostle Paul writes… When I was a child, I used to speak as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I did away with childish things.
How do you know when you “become a man (woman)”? What clicks in your brain that makes a difference in how you think, act and talk? My thinking has changed, I no longer look at life as though I were 18 or 25 or 40. Yet, the things that are important have grown to greater proportions. In some ways, I still think like I did when I was 20. In most ways, I have a better understanding and appreciation for a new way of thinking. Things that once were funny, when I was 20 – 25 are no longer funny. It’s not that I am grumpy, I just have a different perspective and it is no longer funny to laugh at other people and their “short-comings”.
This is not where I thought I was going with this writing.
Time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, into the future. Remember when the Y2K was the super crisis? It was going to take down the entire world and we would eventually get back to living like we did in the 40’s and 50’s. Well, we made it into the 21st Century and we are still here. Aside from computers and instant contact with anyone, anywhere around the world, life is just about the same as it was in 1990. There are wars abounding in the same places as they were in the 1990’s. There is still famine around the world. There are still starving children and the homeless in America. The American government has sent and spent millions and millions of dollars in America and around the world to help fix these problems, yet to no avail. The American people are told to give more in taxes to help the poor. And we still have the poor, or should I say, the next generation of the poor. Do you ever ask yourself, why? As the saying goes, when you find yourself in a whole, the first thing to do is, stop digging.
In the 1700’s and 1800’s the slaves were the oppressed people of the land. Abraham Lincoln waged war on the congress and the nation, to end slavery, which ended in a truly long and bitter war. Today, the government of the USA has put the slaves back into captivity. But this time it is not just the black race, but also the white race and anything in between. The government has said over and over for the past 60 years, “Oh, you just can’t make it on your own. You need our help. We can make life easier for you, (not better, but easier)”. The government has made poverty a growing business run by thieves, swindlers, those who want to have rule and superiority over others; put someone else down so I can feel higher, better, more intelligent. The bottom line is that… if you can not see these things, maybe you have not “become a man”, yet. Maybe you are still childish.
My perspective didn’t change until I was about 30 years old. I was still thinking childishly and acting very immature. You may be asking, “Okay, what happened and how did you “grow up”?” I’m glad you asked…. I knew there was more to life than I had been experiencing up to that point. I had watched a dad abuse his wife and kids because of alcohol. I had watched friends destroy their lives with drugs. I was the product of a short marriage, 2 ½ years, because of my wife’s affair. I had watched others in various forms and fashions live, or should I say exist, in various states of dysfunction. I was searching for something that would answer the questions of life. The musical group, Chicago, had a song out called, “Searchin”. Searchin’ for the questions of life… Who am I?
Not only did I want to know, “What was going on?” I wanted to know why? But, deep down, I wanted to know, who I was. Was my life meaningful? Did I have a purpose? Who was this little boy from a small town, who had moved into the big city? Was I different (weird)? Did I know as much as the “city kids”?
It took almost 30 years on this planet to discover the answers. The search began with attending a Bible Study. Please, don’t turn me off at this point. I know, some are saying, “I’ve tried religion and it didn’t work for me.” I too, had a religious up-bringing. That is like getting a vaccination, you get just enough of the bacteria or virus to make you not feel good and to give your body a chance to build up an immune reaction so as to not get the real thing. Religion is man's search for God, Christianity is God reaching down to man, only through Jesus, and making a way back to Him. The Bible is so simple that a child can understand it, yet so complicated, theologians study it for their entire life. The simplicity is this… Jesus died on the cross for the sin of the entire human race. If you accept this simple, but profound statement, you are on your way to becoming a man, (discussed above). The day I did that I did not know everything about the Bible. All I knew was that Jesus died for my sin and I was free to live for Him. Did you get that? Free to “live for Him”. I was no longer bound by my old way of thinking and acting. I was a slave that had been emancipated, (discussed above). After 35 years of reading and studying, I know a lot more that I did. I have a new perspective. I now see a lot of possible reasons why my dad was like he was. I understand why my ex-wife was the way she was. I understand the bondage we all lived under, because of the, yes, sin problem, not doing things, God’s way.
No one is forcing you. You have to make the decision on your own. It has been put this way… When the pain of remaining the same is greater, than the pain of change, then you will change.
Following the Shepherd,
Ron
reskew@aol.com
reskewsquad.blogspot.com
Perspective
You will have to bear with me on this one. It will be random and all over the map.
Getting older is not as “fun” as I thought it would be. Now I see why “old folks” were always considered grumpy. Old folks have been through a lot, seen a lot, experienced a lot, cried a lot, laughed a lot and in general, know what life is all about.
As I have, from time to time, I will take opportunity to insert a passage from the Bible.
1 Corinthians 13 verse 11 the Apostle Paul writes… When I was a child, I used to speak as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I did away with childish things.
How do you know when you “become a man (woman)”? What clicks in your brain that makes a difference in how you think, act and talk? My thinking has changed, I no longer look at life as though I were 18 or 25 or 40. Yet, the things that are important have grown to greater proportions. In some ways, I still think like I did when I was 20. In most ways, I have a better understanding and appreciation for a new way of thinking. Things that once were funny, when I was 20 – 25 are no longer funny. It’s not that I am grumpy, I just have a different perspective and it is no longer funny to laugh at other people and their “short-comings”.
This is not where I thought I was going with this writing.
Time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, into the future. Remember when the Y2K was the super crisis? It was going to take down the entire world and we would eventually get back to living like we did in the 40’s and 50’s. Well, we made it into the 21st Century and we are still here. Aside from computers and instant contact with anyone, anywhere around the world, life is just about the same as it was in 1990. There are wars abounding in the same places as they were in the 1990’s. There is still famine around the world. There are still starving children and the homeless in America. The American government has sent and spent millions and millions of dollars in America and around the world to help fix these problems, yet to no avail. The American people are told to give more in taxes to help the poor. And we still have the poor, or should I say, the next generation of the poor. Do you ever ask yourself, why? As the saying goes, when you find yourself in a whole, the first thing to do is, stop digging.
In the 1700’s and 1800’s the slaves were the oppressed people of the land. Abraham Lincoln waged war on the congress and the nation, to end slavery, which ended in a truly long and bitter war. Today, the government of the USA has put the slaves back into captivity. But this time it is not just the black race, but also the white race and anything in between. The government has said over and over for the past 60 years, “Oh, you just can’t make it on your own. You need our help. We can make life easier for you, (not better, but easier)”. The government has made poverty a growing business run by thieves, swindlers, those who want to have rule and superiority over others; put someone else down so I can feel higher, better, more intelligent. The bottom line is that… if you can not see these things, maybe you have not “become a man”, yet. Maybe you are still childish.
My perspective didn’t change until I was about 30 years old. I was still thinking childishly and acting very immature. You may be asking, “Okay, what happened and how did you “grow up”?” I’m glad you asked…. I knew there was more to life than I had been experiencing up to that point. I had watched a dad abuse his wife and kids because of alcohol. I had watched friends destroy their lives with drugs. I was the product of a short marriage, 2 ½ years, because of my wife’s affair. I had watched others in various forms and fashions live, or should I say exist, in various states of dysfunction. I was searching for something that would answer the questions of life. The musical group, Chicago, had a song out called, “Searchin”. Searchin’ for the questions of life… Who am I?
Not only did I want to know, “What was going on?” I wanted to know why? But, deep down, I wanted to know, who I was. Was my life meaningful? Did I have a purpose? Who was this little boy from a small town, who had moved into the big city? Was I different (weird)? Did I know as much as the “city kids”?
It took almost 30 years on this planet to discover the answers. The search began with attending a Bible Study. Please, don’t turn me off at this point. I know, some are saying, “I’ve tried religion and it didn’t work for me.” I too, had a religious up-bringing. That is like getting a vaccination, you get just enough of the bacteria or virus to make you not feel good and to give your body a chance to build up an immune reaction so as to not get the real thing. Religion is man's search for God, Christianity is God reaching down to man, only through Jesus, and making a way back to Him. The Bible is so simple that a child can understand it, yet so complicated, theologians study it for their entire life. The simplicity is this… Jesus died on the cross for the sin of the entire human race. If you accept this simple, but profound statement, you are on your way to becoming a man, (discussed above). The day I did that I did not know everything about the Bible. All I knew was that Jesus died for my sin and I was free to live for Him. Did you get that? Free to “live for Him”. I was no longer bound by my old way of thinking and acting. I was a slave that had been emancipated, (discussed above). After 35 years of reading and studying, I know a lot more that I did. I have a new perspective. I now see a lot of possible reasons why my dad was like he was. I understand why my ex-wife was the way she was. I understand the bondage we all lived under, because of the, yes, sin problem, not doing things, God’s way.
No one is forcing you. You have to make the decision on your own. It has been put this way… When the pain of remaining the same is greater, than the pain of change, then you will change.
Following the Shepherd,
Ron
reskew@aol.com
reskewsquad.blogspot.com
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Hand in Hand
This writing is dedicated to my children and grandchildren. You will understand more as you read.
Most of us who are adults, over twenty-five, have children. There are times when you hug them, hold them, feed them, rock them to sleep and change their diapers. I have written poems for both of my children as the words came to me as I was doing the “middle of the night feeding”. The poems were questions about who these little people were going to become. I wrote of how I would or could have an affect on their lives; but, most of all how they would show me who I really was. Could I love them enough to say “No”? I wanted them to be safe and I would do anything and everything to protect them. They needed to know at an early age, that dad was going to be there.
Now to the hand holding….
When my kids were four to eight or ten, when we would go to the grocery store or shopping, we would park the car, get them out of their seats and hold their hands. Or venture across the parking lot was the first adventure. They had been sitting and wanted to get out and run. It was always stated that, “When we go across the parking lot, we always hold hands.”
Why did we do that? Well, by being adults and older, we knew what might happen. We could see more, because their eyes were at bumper of fender height. We understood the dangers “out there”.
Their hands, by being smaller, could not grasp our hands. So the finger method was used. They held our index finger and we held their hand and sometimes wrist. I’m not sure what they remember about those kind of things, but it comes out when I see them hold their kid’s hands in the same manner.
I write that to say this….
Hand holding, from God’s perspective is much the same. We think we have a good hold on God’s hand. We love Him and trust Him and sometimes, hold on for dear life. If that last phrase sounds funny, that means, I’m getting old; it’s a phrase that comes from “way back”. What we don’t realize is that, God has a stronger grip on us than we have on Him. We have His finger, but He has our whole hand and sometimes wrist in His grasp. When things are good He will loosen Hid grip and let us run freely. When danger comes, He can “whip us around and move us to a place of safety”. He is “bigger” and can see more than we can. He knows and is able to sense danger better than we can. It becomes more obvious each day that He controls my life. And that, not in a negative way, He loves me so much He sometimes says, “No”.
Following the Shepherd,
Ron
This writing is dedicated to my children and grandchildren. You will understand more as you read.
Most of us who are adults, over twenty-five, have children. There are times when you hug them, hold them, feed them, rock them to sleep and change their diapers. I have written poems for both of my children as the words came to me as I was doing the “middle of the night feeding”. The poems were questions about who these little people were going to become. I wrote of how I would or could have an affect on their lives; but, most of all how they would show me who I really was. Could I love them enough to say “No”? I wanted them to be safe and I would do anything and everything to protect them. They needed to know at an early age, that dad was going to be there.
Now to the hand holding….
When my kids were four to eight or ten, when we would go to the grocery store or shopping, we would park the car, get them out of their seats and hold their hands. Or venture across the parking lot was the first adventure. They had been sitting and wanted to get out and run. It was always stated that, “When we go across the parking lot, we always hold hands.”
Why did we do that? Well, by being adults and older, we knew what might happen. We could see more, because their eyes were at bumper of fender height. We understood the dangers “out there”.
Their hands, by being smaller, could not grasp our hands. So the finger method was used. They held our index finger and we held their hand and sometimes wrist. I’m not sure what they remember about those kind of things, but it comes out when I see them hold their kid’s hands in the same manner.
I write that to say this….
Hand holding, from God’s perspective is much the same. We think we have a good hold on God’s hand. We love Him and trust Him and sometimes, hold on for dear life. If that last phrase sounds funny, that means, I’m getting old; it’s a phrase that comes from “way back”. What we don’t realize is that, God has a stronger grip on us than we have on Him. We have His finger, but He has our whole hand and sometimes wrist in His grasp. When things are good He will loosen Hid grip and let us run freely. When danger comes, He can “whip us around and move us to a place of safety”. He is “bigger” and can see more than we can. He knows and is able to sense danger better than we can. It becomes more obvious each day that He controls my life. And that, not in a negative way, He loves me so much He sometimes says, “No”.
Following the Shepherd,
Ron
Monday, November 23, 2009
This Thing Called Christmas
As I awake from sleep at 4:37 AM, my mind wanders to this thing we experience between Thanksgiving Day and New Years Day called Christmas. Sometimes I will hear “Christmas Carols” on the radio and think about the lyrics and whether they are telling an accurate story of what this season is all about.
The ones that talk about St. Nicholas or Santa Claus are an aspect of this season. But, why then don’t we call it St. Nicholas Day? How did the term St. Nicholas come to be and how did the term Christmas come to be? Which came first (the chicken or the egg?)?
Could you have a St. Nicholas Day without first having a Christ-mass day (it‘s not that I don‘t know how to spell, I‘m trying to get you to think “outside the box”)?
St Nicholas… if you type St. Nicholas into your web browser and click “go”, it will take you to all kinds of information on St. Nicholas. He was a real man who lived in the his adult years in A.D. 300’s and is reported to have died in A.D. 343. This should be your first clue as to “Who” came first. A.D. simply means, Anno Domini, in the year of our Lord. So… you have to have a Lord first. St. Nicholas lived in the area of Turkey on the south-west tip in an area called Myra. His life was dedicated to helping the poor, from the commandment that Jesus himself gave, “sell what you have and give to the poor”. Again, “Who” came first? The St. Nicholas celebration was held on December 6, to honor the death of St. Nicholas and help preserve the day of Christmas to focus on the Christ Child. St Nicholas’ life became legend and his mission became that of many, many people throughout the world. That is why St. Nicholas or Santa Claus is celebrated throughout the world. Much more can be said of St. Nicholas, but if you need that information, search it out for yourself.
Jesus Christ…again, if you type the name Jesus Christ into your web browser and click “go”, you will have a lot of information. He was a man who lived at a certain time in history. That time is what we now understand as the separation of B.C. and A.D., the actual date is uncertain, but his life is not. Jesus had many, many wonderful teachings such as, sell what you have and give it to the poor, turn the other cheek, honor your father and mother, and you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind and with all your strength.
But… it was more than His life and teachings that make Him different from any other man. It was His death and resurrection that set Him apart from any other man or religious leader in all of history. To have death and resurrection, you must have a birth. Many, many religions follow the essence of Christianity without taking the person of Christianity.
The real teaching of Christmas is that Jesus was God who was born of a virgin, a miracle. That’s what we celebrate on December, 25th.
As I awake from sleep at 4:37 AM, my mind wanders to this thing we experience between Thanksgiving Day and New Years Day called Christmas. Sometimes I will hear “Christmas Carols” on the radio and think about the lyrics and whether they are telling an accurate story of what this season is all about.
The ones that talk about St. Nicholas or Santa Claus are an aspect of this season. But, why then don’t we call it St. Nicholas Day? How did the term St. Nicholas come to be and how did the term Christmas come to be? Which came first (the chicken or the egg?)?
Could you have a St. Nicholas Day without first having a Christ-mass day (it‘s not that I don‘t know how to spell, I‘m trying to get you to think “outside the box”)?
St Nicholas… if you type St. Nicholas into your web browser and click “go”, it will take you to all kinds of information on St. Nicholas. He was a real man who lived in the his adult years in A.D. 300’s and is reported to have died in A.D. 343. This should be your first clue as to “Who” came first. A.D. simply means, Anno Domini, in the year of our Lord. So… you have to have a Lord first. St. Nicholas lived in the area of Turkey on the south-west tip in an area called Myra. His life was dedicated to helping the poor, from the commandment that Jesus himself gave, “sell what you have and give to the poor”. Again, “Who” came first? The St. Nicholas celebration was held on December 6, to honor the death of St. Nicholas and help preserve the day of Christmas to focus on the Christ Child. St Nicholas’ life became legend and his mission became that of many, many people throughout the world. That is why St. Nicholas or Santa Claus is celebrated throughout the world. Much more can be said of St. Nicholas, but if you need that information, search it out for yourself.
Jesus Christ…again, if you type the name Jesus Christ into your web browser and click “go”, you will have a lot of information. He was a man who lived at a certain time in history. That time is what we now understand as the separation of B.C. and A.D., the actual date is uncertain, but his life is not. Jesus had many, many wonderful teachings such as, sell what you have and give it to the poor, turn the other cheek, honor your father and mother, and you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind and with all your strength.
But… it was more than His life and teachings that make Him different from any other man. It was His death and resurrection that set Him apart from any other man or religious leader in all of history. To have death and resurrection, you must have a birth. Many, many religions follow the essence of Christianity without taking the person of Christianity.
The real teaching of Christmas is that Jesus was God who was born of a virgin, a miracle. That’s what we celebrate on December, 25th.
Amusements
Where does your mind go when you hear the word amusements? Is it the latest roller-coaster? Is it the amusement park you go to every summer? Is it the local movie complex? Is it the day you take off work to go golfing? Or is amusement to you that quiet day on the lake or river to go fishing? Or maybe it’s just being “left alone” with the remote to live vicariously through our favorite pro athlete. For women it may be, to live the in romance of a beautiful leading lady being wooed and enticed by a handsome leading man.
Amusement: 1. the condition of being amused; 2. something that amuses or entertains; 3. entertainment.
Then you go to the base word amuse and the definition is this… 1. to keep pleasantly and enjoyably occupied or interested; 2. to make laugh, smile etc. by being comical or humorous. 3. to engage or distract the attention of. Synonyms are… entertain, divert, beguile.
If you break down the word even more, from amuse to muse, the definition is, 1. to think deeply and at length; 2. to meditate.
Now, if you look at the prefix “a”, this is a negative prefix that means “not to”; thus, not to think or meditate.
My point is this… how much do we “amuse” ourselves, are we saturating our minds with “amusements” so that we don’t have to think? Have amusements become an addictive process that is called “normal”? Do we say, “I would rather be entertained than have to deal with reality”? Do we get our lifestyle and thinking from Hollywood or do we “muse” on reality? Do we spend more time thinking and reading about the latest gossip from Entertainment Tonight or the Tonight Show, or Late Night? Do you know more about Sarah Jessica Parker than you do about the Apostle Peter? Does this type of thinking, or lack of it, lead to indifference and apathy? The next portion is from my writing of The Spiritual Implications of the November 2008 Elections.
About the time our original thirteen states adopted their new constitution in 1787, Alexander Tyler, a Scottish history professor at the University of Edinburgh, had this to say about the fall of the Athenian Republic some 2,000 years earlier: 'A democracy is always temporary in nature; it simply cannot exist as a permanent form of government.' 'A democracy will continue to exist up until the time that voters discover they can vote themselves generous gifts from the public treasury.' 'From that moment on, the majority always vote for the candidates who promise the most benefits from the public treasury, with the result that every democracy will finally collapse due to loose fiscal policy, which is always followed by a dictatorship.'
'The average age of the world's greatest civilizations from the beginning of history, has been about 200 years'. 'During those 200 years, those nations always progressed through the following sequence:
1. from bondage to spiritual faith;
2. from spiritual faith to great courage;
3. from courage to liberty
4. from liberty to abundance;
5. from abundance to complacency;
6. from complacency to apathy;
7. from apathy to dependence;
8. from dependence back into bondage.
So in the light of “amusements”… where are we in the process of life as we know it? If I don’t think, I don’t have to worry and if I don’t worry, someone else will take care of it for me. And if someone else will take care of it for me, they will take care of me! The “proverbial they”, will do it all. They is me and they is you!!! We will be responsible for taking care of those who only want to be “amused”.
Matthew 5:6 Blessed are those who hunger and thirst after righteousness, for they shall be satisfied. (Those who hunger and thirst for truth). After all, I’m just trying to get you to muse, to think
Following the Shepherd,
Ron
Where does your mind go when you hear the word amusements? Is it the latest roller-coaster? Is it the amusement park you go to every summer? Is it the local movie complex? Is it the day you take off work to go golfing? Or is amusement to you that quiet day on the lake or river to go fishing? Or maybe it’s just being “left alone” with the remote to live vicariously through our favorite pro athlete. For women it may be, to live the in romance of a beautiful leading lady being wooed and enticed by a handsome leading man.
Amusement: 1. the condition of being amused; 2. something that amuses or entertains; 3. entertainment.
Then you go to the base word amuse and the definition is this… 1. to keep pleasantly and enjoyably occupied or interested; 2. to make laugh, smile etc. by being comical or humorous. 3. to engage or distract the attention of. Synonyms are… entertain, divert, beguile.
If you break down the word even more, from amuse to muse, the definition is, 1. to think deeply and at length; 2. to meditate.
Now, if you look at the prefix “a”, this is a negative prefix that means “not to”; thus, not to think or meditate.
My point is this… how much do we “amuse” ourselves, are we saturating our minds with “amusements” so that we don’t have to think? Have amusements become an addictive process that is called “normal”? Do we say, “I would rather be entertained than have to deal with reality”? Do we get our lifestyle and thinking from Hollywood or do we “muse” on reality? Do we spend more time thinking and reading about the latest gossip from Entertainment Tonight or the Tonight Show, or Late Night? Do you know more about Sarah Jessica Parker than you do about the Apostle Peter? Does this type of thinking, or lack of it, lead to indifference and apathy? The next portion is from my writing of The Spiritual Implications of the November 2008 Elections.
About the time our original thirteen states adopted their new constitution in 1787, Alexander Tyler, a Scottish history professor at the University of Edinburgh, had this to say about the fall of the Athenian Republic some 2,000 years earlier: 'A democracy is always temporary in nature; it simply cannot exist as a permanent form of government.' 'A democracy will continue to exist up until the time that voters discover they can vote themselves generous gifts from the public treasury.' 'From that moment on, the majority always vote for the candidates who promise the most benefits from the public treasury, with the result that every democracy will finally collapse due to loose fiscal policy, which is always followed by a dictatorship.'
'The average age of the world's greatest civilizations from the beginning of history, has been about 200 years'. 'During those 200 years, those nations always progressed through the following sequence:
1. from bondage to spiritual faith;
2. from spiritual faith to great courage;
3. from courage to liberty
4. from liberty to abundance;
5. from abundance to complacency;
6. from complacency to apathy;
7. from apathy to dependence;
8. from dependence back into bondage.
So in the light of “amusements”… where are we in the process of life as we know it? If I don’t think, I don’t have to worry and if I don’t worry, someone else will take care of it for me. And if someone else will take care of it for me, they will take care of me! The “proverbial they”, will do it all. They is me and they is you!!! We will be responsible for taking care of those who only want to be “amused”.
Matthew 5:6 Blessed are those who hunger and thirst after righteousness, for they shall be satisfied. (Those who hunger and thirst for truth). After all, I’m just trying to get you to muse, to think
Following the Shepherd,
Ron
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Cost - Value – Worth
The title should conjure up a lot of thoughts. Isn’t what it costs, what it is worth? Isn’t its value reflected on the price tag? Why would I pay more than it’s worth?
I’m thinking about several ways to compare and analyze cost, value and worth. I manufacture a widget. The material for my widget costs me $50.00. To pay a person to manipulate that material into a finished produce costs me $50.00 per hour and it takes an hour to produce it, therefore the widget costs $100.00. Now, if I sell my widget for $100.00 I make no profit and I will soon be out of business. So, I mark it up 30% to make a profit of $30.00.
But wait, I have to pay for heat, electricity, water and a few other odds and ends, so I had better mark it up 50% and make $50.00. I almost lost my shirt on that one.
To the consumer, my widget costs $150.00 and that’s a great value. Some people around the world would pay twice that for the same product. Just so they could say, “I’ve got one”. But, I’m not a large enough company to go international. That would take a lot of money and a lot of talented people to produce my widget.
So, is my widget worth $300.00? To some, maybe yes, but to others it’s not.
I’m a car guy. I like to watch the Barrett-Jackson car auction. They showcase some of the most incredible automobiles in the world and they’re “for sale”. I have owned six Corvettes and when a Corvette comes on the block, my heart races. The early Corvettes 1952 through 1967 are my favorites. The original cost for a Corvette in those years was $3,000.00 to $6,000.00. At the Barrett-Jackson today, these cars sell for $30,000 to $200,000. That would be their value in my analogy. Now, what is their worth? To the person who just paid the money, their worth is just what he/she paid for it. Sometimes they think its worth is far more than what they paid. To me, they are not worth that much. Don’t get me wrong, I would love to own one again… but, there are things in this world that have much more worth to me than owning another Corvette. Seven would be a nice number and also a biblical number, which brings me to my point.
Biblical, scriptural and spiritual cost, value and worth are my main purpose for writing this paper.
What did it cost Adam and Eve for their disobedience in the Garden of Eden? Actually, it cost them everything. It cost them their home, their own personal relationship and their relationship with God. How would you rate the value and the worth of sin?
What did it cost Lot in his disobedience in the land of Sodom and Gomorra?
It cost him his wife. How would you rate the value and worth of sin?
What did it cost King David in his disobedience with Bathsheba? It cost him his son. How would you rate the value and worth of sin?
What about you? Are you willing to pass up the best to get a passing pleasure?
The cost of an item, as discussed above, depends on what the raw materials and labor cost, plus overhead. Your raw materials probably had a cost of $4.00 - $6.00, you know, dirt. But, you were fearfully and wonderfully made. He knit you together in your mother’s womb. He knew you from the foundations of the earth.
The value of an item is what its marketability is. How well will it sell? Who will pay the price you’re asking? You were bought with a price; therefore glorify God in your bodies.
Worth is in the eye of the beholder. I don’t believe that any Corvette is worth the type of money paid for it. I think that everything in this world is highly over-rated and over priced… except the soul of a man.
The cost Jesus paid for your and my sin was total obedience. He willingly went to the cross to pay the penalty for the sin of the world, every person that had been born and would be born in this world. The value He placed on you was His blood, the sacrifice of One for the many. Your worth to Him is so great that, as it has been said, “If you were the only person in the world, Jesus would still have come and died for you”.
Value and worth are also associated with how many were made. The 1953 Corvette went into production and GM was so scared that they only produced 300 units (cars). It went over well, so the next year of the 1954 Corvette 3,639 units were produced. But at the end of the 1954 season they had 1,076 left over. So, in 1955 they wanted to continue the “True American Sports Car”, but only built 700. So therefore, the worth is based on the number made.
There is only one of you. There will never be another. Even if you are a twin or a sextuplet, Your DNA is totally different from that of any one else in the world. You are special. God looks at you and sees the beauty and potential He has designed for you and you alone. It cost Jesus everything He had to make you everything you could be. So you must be very valuable and a “Pearl of Great Price”. Your worth is beyond measure.
No other religious leader has laid down his life for his followers. Most of them ask you to lay down your life for them. Most ask you to give all you have, time, money and energy to them.
Jesus says, “Come to Me and I will give you rest”. He also says, “Take up your cross and follow Me”.
The King of Kings and Lord of Lords left His Throne in heaven and came to this earth, became a man, lived a sinless life, died on the cross, rose from the dead, went back to heaven and there intercedes on our behalf. Will you accept the gift He offers? You are of great worth!
Following the Shepherd,
Ron Eskew
The title should conjure up a lot of thoughts. Isn’t what it costs, what it is worth? Isn’t its value reflected on the price tag? Why would I pay more than it’s worth?
I’m thinking about several ways to compare and analyze cost, value and worth. I manufacture a widget. The material for my widget costs me $50.00. To pay a person to manipulate that material into a finished produce costs me $50.00 per hour and it takes an hour to produce it, therefore the widget costs $100.00. Now, if I sell my widget for $100.00 I make no profit and I will soon be out of business. So, I mark it up 30% to make a profit of $30.00.
But wait, I have to pay for heat, electricity, water and a few other odds and ends, so I had better mark it up 50% and make $50.00. I almost lost my shirt on that one.
To the consumer, my widget costs $150.00 and that’s a great value. Some people around the world would pay twice that for the same product. Just so they could say, “I’ve got one”. But, I’m not a large enough company to go international. That would take a lot of money and a lot of talented people to produce my widget.
So, is my widget worth $300.00? To some, maybe yes, but to others it’s not.
I’m a car guy. I like to watch the Barrett-Jackson car auction. They showcase some of the most incredible automobiles in the world and they’re “for sale”. I have owned six Corvettes and when a Corvette comes on the block, my heart races. The early Corvettes 1952 through 1967 are my favorites. The original cost for a Corvette in those years was $3,000.00 to $6,000.00. At the Barrett-Jackson today, these cars sell for $30,000 to $200,000. That would be their value in my analogy. Now, what is their worth? To the person who just paid the money, their worth is just what he/she paid for it. Sometimes they think its worth is far more than what they paid. To me, they are not worth that much. Don’t get me wrong, I would love to own one again… but, there are things in this world that have much more worth to me than owning another Corvette. Seven would be a nice number and also a biblical number, which brings me to my point.
Biblical, scriptural and spiritual cost, value and worth are my main purpose for writing this paper.
What did it cost Adam and Eve for their disobedience in the Garden of Eden? Actually, it cost them everything. It cost them their home, their own personal relationship and their relationship with God. How would you rate the value and the worth of sin?
What did it cost Lot in his disobedience in the land of Sodom and Gomorra?
It cost him his wife. How would you rate the value and worth of sin?
What did it cost King David in his disobedience with Bathsheba? It cost him his son. How would you rate the value and worth of sin?
What about you? Are you willing to pass up the best to get a passing pleasure?
The cost of an item, as discussed above, depends on what the raw materials and labor cost, plus overhead. Your raw materials probably had a cost of $4.00 - $6.00, you know, dirt. But, you were fearfully and wonderfully made. He knit you together in your mother’s womb. He knew you from the foundations of the earth.
The value of an item is what its marketability is. How well will it sell? Who will pay the price you’re asking? You were bought with a price; therefore glorify God in your bodies.
Worth is in the eye of the beholder. I don’t believe that any Corvette is worth the type of money paid for it. I think that everything in this world is highly over-rated and over priced… except the soul of a man.
The cost Jesus paid for your and my sin was total obedience. He willingly went to the cross to pay the penalty for the sin of the world, every person that had been born and would be born in this world. The value He placed on you was His blood, the sacrifice of One for the many. Your worth to Him is so great that, as it has been said, “If you were the only person in the world, Jesus would still have come and died for you”.
Value and worth are also associated with how many were made. The 1953 Corvette went into production and GM was so scared that they only produced 300 units (cars). It went over well, so the next year of the 1954 Corvette 3,639 units were produced. But at the end of the 1954 season they had 1,076 left over. So, in 1955 they wanted to continue the “True American Sports Car”, but only built 700. So therefore, the worth is based on the number made.
There is only one of you. There will never be another. Even if you are a twin or a sextuplet, Your DNA is totally different from that of any one else in the world. You are special. God looks at you and sees the beauty and potential He has designed for you and you alone. It cost Jesus everything He had to make you everything you could be. So you must be very valuable and a “Pearl of Great Price”. Your worth is beyond measure.
No other religious leader has laid down his life for his followers. Most of them ask you to lay down your life for them. Most ask you to give all you have, time, money and energy to them.
Jesus says, “Come to Me and I will give you rest”. He also says, “Take up your cross and follow Me”.
The King of Kings and Lord of Lords left His Throne in heaven and came to this earth, became a man, lived a sinless life, died on the cross, rose from the dead, went back to heaven and there intercedes on our behalf. Will you accept the gift He offers? You are of great worth!
Following the Shepherd,
Ron Eskew
The Gift
As we have just gotten through Christmas 2008 my mind goes to an observation of this dearly loved season. I’m not sure all appreciate it in the same fashion.
We spend a lot of time thinking about that special gift for each person which will fill their hearts with joy. For the little ones, that’s not hard to do. As the age goes higher it becomes more difficult. But, we get clues all year long about something the person wants and they never seem to find the time or have the money, even when it’s “on sale”. So, we file it away and when the time comes, hopefully when it’s on sale, we buy it for them and save it until Christmas to have the perfect gift.
We give it with great joy and pleasure, knowing that we have hit the mark with that one person. They receive it with joy and ask, “How did you know?” You remark, “Remember last Aug. you said you really wanted it, well I kept my eyes open for the sales and bought it for you in Oct.” You have a friend for life, or so you think.
As time passes, you never see the person use it, wear it, read it, or make any further comments about the gift. Was it really as important as the person made it out to be? Was it a “passing fancy”? You’re confused, but not sure how to ask the question in the right manner as not to lose a friend or hurt the relationship, but you are curious.
What happens to the gifts we give? Are they used, abused, or just forgotten about? It’s all up to the person who receives them. You see, we have good or even great intentions with our gift giving. All we want to do is share and inspire a bit of joy and happiness. But the receiver is the one who has the option to maintain the gift to its full potential. Clothes and shoes we like normally get worn out. All the while we wish we had bought a second pair to have when the original wear out. I can only give the gift I want to give a person and it’s up to them what happens after that. I can’t tell them to use this only on special occasions or just when the sun is out. I can’t tell them how to play with the new game.
Some people just seem to ruin a gift within a few short weeks if not days. And I can say nothing about it. When it leaves my hand it’s “all theirs”. It now longer belongs to me; I have no control over it. If I want to control it, I keep it for myself.
Sad, but true, the gifts we give don’t belong to us any more. We paid for it, we wrapped it, and we gave it. It is no longer ours.
I see people all around me who have been given a wonderful present and don’t really appreciate it. To them it wasn’t big enough, it wasn’t strong enough, it wasn’t fast enough, and it wasn’t shiny enough. They say, “I tried it and it didn’t work for me, so I will try something newer and bigger”.
That is what I’m seeing in the world today regarding Jesus. This wonderful Gift has been given and so many, too many, are saying, “I tried it and it didn’t work for me”. Some even say, “Oh, I love Jesus”, and live life without Him. People put Him on the shelf like an old book and dust it off every month or two, but don’t pick Him up and read Him. They abuse Him by not living in the manner which is pleasing to Him. They give “lip service” not “life service”. They pick and choose like going down a cafeteria line and picking out all the sweets and goodies, while skipping the meat and vegetables and salads.
With gift giving there is also gift receiving. One, you have to receive the gift. Someone can hold out a gift and offer it to you. But, until you take it in your hand and bring it into your possession it is not yours. Two, what you do with the gift is up to you. I can’t tell you how to appreciate it. I can’t tell you how to use it. I can hope and pray that the gift will be used properly and with great care and love. But ultimately, it’s up to you.
Which brings me to and end; one, what will you do with Jesus? And two, my next writing will be Cost, Value and Worth.
Following the Shepherd,
Ron Eskew
As we have just gotten through Christmas 2008 my mind goes to an observation of this dearly loved season. I’m not sure all appreciate it in the same fashion.
We spend a lot of time thinking about that special gift for each person which will fill their hearts with joy. For the little ones, that’s not hard to do. As the age goes higher it becomes more difficult. But, we get clues all year long about something the person wants and they never seem to find the time or have the money, even when it’s “on sale”. So, we file it away and when the time comes, hopefully when it’s on sale, we buy it for them and save it until Christmas to have the perfect gift.
We give it with great joy and pleasure, knowing that we have hit the mark with that one person. They receive it with joy and ask, “How did you know?” You remark, “Remember last Aug. you said you really wanted it, well I kept my eyes open for the sales and bought it for you in Oct.” You have a friend for life, or so you think.
As time passes, you never see the person use it, wear it, read it, or make any further comments about the gift. Was it really as important as the person made it out to be? Was it a “passing fancy”? You’re confused, but not sure how to ask the question in the right manner as not to lose a friend or hurt the relationship, but you are curious.
What happens to the gifts we give? Are they used, abused, or just forgotten about? It’s all up to the person who receives them. You see, we have good or even great intentions with our gift giving. All we want to do is share and inspire a bit of joy and happiness. But the receiver is the one who has the option to maintain the gift to its full potential. Clothes and shoes we like normally get worn out. All the while we wish we had bought a second pair to have when the original wear out. I can only give the gift I want to give a person and it’s up to them what happens after that. I can’t tell them to use this only on special occasions or just when the sun is out. I can’t tell them how to play with the new game.
Some people just seem to ruin a gift within a few short weeks if not days. And I can say nothing about it. When it leaves my hand it’s “all theirs”. It now longer belongs to me; I have no control over it. If I want to control it, I keep it for myself.
Sad, but true, the gifts we give don’t belong to us any more. We paid for it, we wrapped it, and we gave it. It is no longer ours.
I see people all around me who have been given a wonderful present and don’t really appreciate it. To them it wasn’t big enough, it wasn’t strong enough, it wasn’t fast enough, and it wasn’t shiny enough. They say, “I tried it and it didn’t work for me, so I will try something newer and bigger”.
That is what I’m seeing in the world today regarding Jesus. This wonderful Gift has been given and so many, too many, are saying, “I tried it and it didn’t work for me”. Some even say, “Oh, I love Jesus”, and live life without Him. People put Him on the shelf like an old book and dust it off every month or two, but don’t pick Him up and read Him. They abuse Him by not living in the manner which is pleasing to Him. They give “lip service” not “life service”. They pick and choose like going down a cafeteria line and picking out all the sweets and goodies, while skipping the meat and vegetables and salads.
With gift giving there is also gift receiving. One, you have to receive the gift. Someone can hold out a gift and offer it to you. But, until you take it in your hand and bring it into your possession it is not yours. Two, what you do with the gift is up to you. I can’t tell you how to appreciate it. I can’t tell you how to use it. I can hope and pray that the gift will be used properly and with great care and love. But ultimately, it’s up to you.
Which brings me to and end; one, what will you do with Jesus? And two, my next writing will be Cost, Value and Worth.
Following the Shepherd,
Ron Eskew
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