Have you ever received a battery-operated gift only to discover you didn’t have the batteries required to make it work? If so, you understand the initial excitement that came with the gift and the corresponding disappointment of realizing that without the energy source, the gift was completely useless.
It’s the evening of September 11, 2016, as I write this, the 15th anniversary of the attacks on our country that resulted in 2,996 deaths. If you’re like me, you remember both the horrific and the heroic from that day. I’ll never forget the scenes of destruction that resulted from the cowardly attacks on our country, but what stands out even more to me is the way Americans and those from around the world came together.
Early last year, Yesenia Diosdado, just 11 years old, got off her school bus near her home in Lexena, Kansas. As the bus pulled away, Yesenia noticed that a three-car accident had occurred at a busy nearby intersection. Police and emergency workers were on the scene attending to the victims. Yesenia wandered over to join a small crowd of onlookers.
by Dan Oswald
Sometimes we lose sight of what’s really important in life. We get wrapped up in our work and let everything else suffer. As we allow our work to take over our life, it might be our workout routine that gets forgotten or a hobby that fades away. And if you can handle the extra 10 pounds or you weren’t all too passionate about the hobby, well, life goes on. But more often than not, when we get really busy at work and we let it take over our lives, it’s the people we care about most who pay the price.
There’s nothing wrong with work. It can be incredibly rewarding. Often, it allows us to use our talents to support a greater good. And it’s certainly financially necessary for most of us. But if we lose our perspective and get too wrapped up in our work, it’s our relationships that suffer. The people we care about most are the ones who are forgotten when we can’t let go of our work.
I was watching the 2016 Summer Olympic Games with my family over the weekend. I can’t help but get caught up in everything they represent. There is a certain amount of patriotism that comes with each Olympics as we cheer on the athletes from the United States. I’m sure there are moments we can all remember from past Olympics that filled us with national pride. Maybe you, like me, are old enough to remember the “Miracle on Ice” when the U.S. men’s hockey team beat the overwhelming favorite Russian team to advance to the gold medal game. My wife tells me that moment during the Cold War brought her father to tears. Or, for you, it might be another Olympic moment that fills you with national pride. (I’d love to hear about your favorite Olympic moment!)
You are who you are. I’m in my 50th year. I am who I am. If I were to take a personality test, it would tell me largely the same thing it would have told me 10 or even 20 years ago. Sure, things happen in our lives that can cause our personalities to change a bit, but largely I’m the same person I was a decade or two ago.
The United States won its freedom in the Revolutionary War when a ragtag army made up of state militias from the colonies defeated the mighty British Empire. How could this have happened?
“Will it really make a difference?”
A well-known cellular network’s ad once asked, “Can you hear me now?” The famous line is one we all seem to ask. We wonder if anyone is listening. We’re talking, but does anyone hear us?
We’ve all heard the quote, “Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.” I’m a firm believer in this. Life’s too short to toil away in a job you hate.