25 May 2012

Possibility

A pencil and an empty page
There's possibility
A small handful of loose change
There's possibility

A stopped car and a spare tire
There's possibility
A broken lamp and copper wire
There's possibility

When I hold your hand in mine
There's possibility
Every time I hear you smile
There's possibility

18 May 2012

Engagement

For those of you who have no other way of knowing, my sister is engaged.  It's really weird, but now she'll finally get to move out, like she's always wanted to.  And I really owe her for being an instigator of good things in my life.  So, check out this video of a good thing happening in her life.

The ring.


Hopefully, after this week with my only midterm this semester, I'll have time to create another brilliant post.  Scroll down, or click here for the last thing I really put effort into - the parable of the crayons.  To be honest, I'm surprised the Stephen Colbert post has gotten way more hits than the parable.  But it could have something to do with the post being number one on Google if you search for "I'm a pole and so can you."

11 May 2012

Parable of the Crayons

Adapted from a brief comment in high school seminary by Brother Woodward. 

There was a kindergarten where every child spent their day coloring.  They, of course, used crayons.  They simply aren't as messy as oil paints and pastels. The problem was that not everyone had the same box of crayons.  Every box was similar, but slightly different.  In order for these 5-year-olds to create their masterpieces, they sometimes didn't have the exact shade of yellow, or blue, or purple that they needed.  They would have to share.

But sharing is complicated among 5-year-olds.  In the back of every 5-year-old's mind is that their friend they were sharing with would be careless with their peach-colored crayon.  You know, the one that's just the perfect shade for filling in the skin color on the people you just drew on your white paper.  Everyone knows that people aren't white; they're peach-colored.  Or maybe they are very attached to their sky blue crayon, that is not only perfect for coloring skies, but also is same color as your favorite person's eyes. So, how does this dilemma get solved?

Well, eventually someone is going to have to start sharing.  But they won't share their sky blue crayon first.  They'll first share their plain white crayon, the one that's not good for drawing much of anything on white paper, and always gets little specks of color from the crayons around it.  If someone will love their white crayon enough to not break it, maybe they'll love their brown crayon enough to not break it.  I mean, being able to draw dirt the correct color is important, but not as important as being able to draw the sky, or your favorite person's eyes.  Eventually, after sharing a lot of crayons, they get more and more confident in the other 5-year-old's hands' ability to not break crayons.  And every once in a while a crayon will break, and someone might cry, but they'll eventually get over it.  Soon enough, they'll be good friends and always share all of their crayons.  And the art of both will be so much the better for it.
Sharing a sky blue crayon gave this meaning

"We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love." -Supposedly Dr. Seuss, though it's debated on the internet.

04 May 2012

I'm A Pole (And So Can You!)

There hasn't been anything to really grab my attention and make me want to write about it the last few days.  Spring term has also started here, so I'm busy with classes again.  I am currently taking a quantitative chemical analysis class (sounds a lot cooler than it feels to have to be OCD about everything you do), and a marriage and family class.  I'm enjoying them both.

This morning, I saw that Stephen Colbert wrote a children's book called "I'm A Pole (And So Can You!)" about a pole trying to find his place in the world.  It makes me think that if he can write a children's book, why couldn't I write one?  And I still need to accomplish the life goal of writing a somewhat popular song.  Anyway, check out what he says about his book.  What a crazy guy!