This year

This year has been one of the toughest one’s for me in a long time.  My life has completely changed and I am not certain if the change is for the better or the worse.  This year I was able to achieve one of my long term goals; entering law school.  Now remaining in school still remains to be determined since my final grades have not been posted yet.  It was a struggle from the beginning to attempt to refocus life from a settled existence to one of stress and a lot of reading.  

I thank God, family and friends for the support they have given me in this first semester.  They had to deal with my stress, mood changes, late night reading and odd hours of operation.  I could not have done anything without their words of encouragement and acts of kindness.

Another change in life this year is that I shall begin the year as a single person.  It is odd being single.  I was in a long relationship with a great person but things simply did not work out.  I learned a lot about myself and a lot about the abilities I have for good as well as for not so good.  I think I was placed into that situation to both help myself and my gf at the time.  I pray that she learned as much from me as I did from her.

I currently find myself connecting with friends I had not spoken too in years.  It is fun to be reminded of how much or how little I have changed.  I think that it is part of just getting comfortable in my own skin again.  I am going to remain single for sometime; I feel that having been in a long relationship deserves a pause to reflect on what the experience is meant to teach you.  

My golf swing is getting better!!!  I think that it is mainly due to the fact that now instead of being bored at home or somewhere else I have been going to the golf range or the course.  Golf forces you to only think of the mechanics of your own body and demands that you relax.  I think that is the key to a good golf swing, the ability to focus on the task at hand and execute.  Many times I would find my mind wandering about other concerns and my next shot was errant or the biggest slice ever.  I have had my clubs adjusted to fit my swing path.  

Apparently I am 2 degrees flat.  A long time ago I was fitted for clubs and was deemed to be standard length and lie.  But in the last few weeks I have become a more aggressive ball striker.  It is nice to hear the cracking noise.  I do not know what it is about a good shot that cheers my spirit but it’s a good feeling.  The loud crack of the club striking the ball is great.  I know golf is like big kid marbles…over Christmas one of my uncles related it to adult fetch.  In a way its true, maybe it is adult fetch, but not of a ball but rather of a goal, the pursuit of perfection.

Cathedral of Morelia

I figured I should throw some pictures in here from time to time.  Hound this shot of the Morelian Cathedral and got me thinking of visiting again

train of thought

I have been both blessed and cursed to hear the most ridiculous arguments. I have listened to great speakers and terrible ones alike. However, today I heard the worse argument ever. Apparently a long time ago in a galaxy far far away there was a person. This person did something stupid; almost unforgivable. A considerable time after the act they felt terrible about it and confessed. The individual showing remorse and feeling terrible for the atrocity committed admits to it.

They stand up and own up to what they did and accept any and all consequences of their actions. Sometime later, the individual is confronted by the victim of the atrocity. The victim, who was not directly involved in said act, states that the atrocity never happened; it was apparently simply imagined. So the individual who owned up to his sin, now has to prove that the evil did happen, thus reliving that which they have tried so hard to move past.

!!! Or, do they simply agree with this new fountain of information and buy into the “imagined evil.” !!!

It would be so easy to buy into it. The argument is clear, the victim was not there, there is new evidence and apparently the culpable individual can argue that they did it under duress. That they felt they had to lie about committing such a crime. We can call the situation whatever. The wheels of the imagination start turning, spinning if you will; a clever media spin to make a story less or more culpable depending on what the audience expects to hear. The crowd grows silent. The voices of spin and deceit grow silent and quiet and all that remains is truth.

The individual reaffirms his guilt, because honestly at this point is the best. The spinning of more lies though easier would be the real atrocity. It would negate any benefit and learning that either the victim or the individual could learn. The lies upon lies are something the individual is no longer interested in. The property tax on lies is too high and not worth it, because the tax is paid in sleep; for sleepless nights awaiting the liar who excuses his sin by piling on more sins to cover the first.

The mind begins to settle, the words begin to pour, truth yet flows. Regardless of what anyone says a sin was committed and as the saying goes, the truth will set you free. The world is at peace, the world is beautiful, because for every sin there is redemption, for every sin there is forgiveness, for every sin there is salvation.