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Forgive Me Lord

 

 

It’s eight A.M. Sunday morning, I look at the beautiful day that was unfolding over Tampa. The weather was perfect, I taught to myself this Would be a perfect day to go Fishing, but I knew that could never be, because this was just another work day for me. Working in the Resort business don’t allow me to be off weekends, you take whatever day given to you. Then I felt a moment of disgust, I taught to myself that I should be going to Church to give God thanks for all he’s given and done for me.

 

 

Then I began a silent prayer, forgive my in-gratitude that you have blessed me with another day to spread  enlightenment to my readers and fortunate to have great health at sixty four years old, one month away from my next Birthday and is able to continue working till my Health says otherwise. This is the focal point of this Blog, my Wife is forceful in matters of Health, she retired from the V.A. Hospital after twenty five years of seeing it all. Without her supervision I would not go to the Doctor every six months. On our last two check up our Doctor showered us with congratulations as to the conditions of our health and told us that she wished all her Patients were as healthy as we were.

 

 

In my Prayers I ask the Lord to forgive me for my ungrateful approach of self destruction by smoking Cigarettes since age fourteen and still  have not come to my crossroads. If I didn’t smoke I probably would live to be 100, my mother lived to be 97. I can’t in no stronger term vanquish you my young friends about picking up this dirty habit and to let you know that I find this Addiction to be as strong as any Drug addiction. As I continued praying I ask the Lord to help me to quit before I have wasted the great health that he’s given me to experience Longevity. A moment later I picked up my Phone and began to read Google news, there I stumbled upon the story of Brittney Beadle .

 

 

This is how it went . Britney Beadle does not put off anything for tomorrow. “Do it now”she advises. Live in the moment and enjoy your Life. In May 2015 Britney was diagnosed metastatic  (stage 4) breast cancer, at the age of 18. I felt I was alone, Britney says. There are some young women in their 20s who I found, but still no one who was my age young,  with breast cancer. By sharing her journey she hopes to help others in a similar position. Whenever  I have to go through a new treatment that’s really hard- like when I had radiation to my brain- I think, OK, this sucks. I have to do this. But you know what? I get to live. Then I taught to myself my God how callus I am with the perfect health given to me and how for fifty years I have tried my best to throw  it away. Once again thank you Lord and forgive foolish me

Feathers

 

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He was a majestic Sea Bird, a natural born Fisherman and Hunter. Why his Mother choose to hatch her eggs in the Branches of a Palm Tree far inland behooves me. Non the less this is where Feathers was born, like any other Suckling in early development he became accustomed to the nourishment Mother provided. So much to the point of dependency, when his time came to leave the Roost and test his graceful Wings. Feathers had developed an attitude that if ma was going to do all this hunting and Fishing for me, why should I even bother to learn how to fly, fish and hunt for myself, if she enjoys pampering me, so be it.

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Feathers had developed a welfare mentality, not realizing that what Mother was doing was prepping him for his first Flight and his first Hunt. That is what Mothers do they prep their Kids to do for themselves the things in life they need to survive . He was defiant about leaving the Roost, he didn’t realize that Mother wasn’t always going to be there for him, and the responsibility of fending for himself, and taking his life to the next level was his Job. A lot of people posses the same trait as Feathers, and are defiant about accepting responsibilities. Even the responsibility of fending for themselves, taking on challenges and moving out of the comfort zone.

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I once knew a Man who held a Degree in Graphic design. When he graduated the job market was overwhelmed with an overabundance of Graphic designers. After a year or more of pounding the Pavement and filing applications, he threw the Towel in and decided that he would never land a position in his chosen field. He choose to settle for mediocrity, he took many menial jobs so he could eat. He became a Parent along the way, now he was locked in, his dream of seeing his skills come into fruition was now burried in complacency. This Guy had no Tenacity, no continuity or never say never, he was willing to throw away years of learning and dreams to drive Taxi. All because he had developed a bad case of Feathers Mentality of why should I bother. I guess he had never heard the story about the three Miners, who spent their lives mining for Gold, one day they unanimously decided that they were never going to find Gold. They agreed that they were wasting their time.

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They sold their Claims, sold their Tools and took jobs as Farm hands. The new owners took possession of the Mine, hammered at the Rocks for three hours  and found one of the richest Vain within three feet of where the original owners decided to quit. Moral, never give up on your Dreams, never develop a Feathers Mentality of complacency.

 

Getting back to poor dumb Feathers who refused to stand on his own two feet, better yet fly with his own two wings. I could not wait to fly, I started working at fifteen worked straight through HS I can’t explain the immense feeling of self gratification, a fifteen year old bringing money home to supplement a single Mom’s income and dressing better than my Teachers . One stormy day Feathers Mom went out fishing in the Gulf of Mexico, the weather took a turn for the worse, visibility was poor she got lost and never found her way back to the Palm Tree they called Home. Feathers was now in a bind sink or swim, better yet fly or die. He choose neither. He dropped himself down from the Tree in a lush Hedge to feather his falling, beneath the Hedges were a colony of small Lizards, that was easy pickings for him, and that was where he spent the rest of the his life. Instead of feasting on salmon and the likes, he chose easy pickings.

The moral, you can make Chicken Salad out of your Life, or Chicken Shit.