I don’t talk much about my time in the Marine Corps. It is not a particularly easy time for me because I see it as one of my biggest failures – and that is saying a lot. So, every year I struggle with feelings of guilt and remorse on Memorial Day and Veterans Day. There are other times during the year that these feeling overwhelm me but especially on these two days I feel the most regret for not completing my tour when I was a Marine while so many others not only completed theirs but died in the process.
** The following is a question from one of last weeks posts – God Is With Me and the answer I provided. I think the question is common among people looking for their direction, as is this reader. Feel free to respond as you are lead here or on the original post.
I edited the question and answer for this post.
Man was last week a stressful week?
The odd thing was, for me, that it was not stressful in the way I would normally define stress.
From the Supreme Court to the Zimmerman trial to Paula Dean and the Aaron Hernandez situation it was an opinionated person’s dream and nightmare – all at the same time. I cannot count on both hands how many times I wanted to write something about ANY of these topics only to get to a point where a voice said “no, you cannot say this – this way.”
I did not have a good day.
And you know what? I have strung several of these together. Still several short of my all time record.
I am beyond frustrated with my life, my job, my direction, my service for God. I spend countless hours contemplating what I am doing. What I am supposed to be doing. What I am not doing right. What I want to do. Why God won’t open a door for me to do something other than what I am doing? How will I, do I, know when I am doing what God wants me to do?
When I sat down to write about Father’s Day, it was my intention to talk about the positive things and the great things about dads in general and – for me – the great things about being a dad.
Then I started thinking about all the statistics I have read over the last few years as I have been working with men and men’s groups – the few that we’ve had – at our church. And, men, the sad truth is…
WE’RE NOT DOING THE JOB!
Doing What We Want to Do
I did not grow up in a “church going” family. I have no recollection of us ever going to a worship service together, even at Christmas. My folks were not anti God we just didn’t go. We celebrated Easter and Christmas but not for the same reasons as Christians.
So I have a different mindset toward the holidays, church attendance and most things that fall under the religion umbrella – including our gifts and talents. I grew up during the era where we were taught that if we believed we could do something – then by golly – you could do it.
In baseball, well sports in general, most teams have a certain way they approach things. Some teams pay particular attention to hitting, others pitching, most talk about fundamentals and getting the little things or “basics” right. This is usually referred to as the – since I live in the Tampa area I will pay homage to my home team first – “Ray’s” way or the “Buccaneer” way but I have also heard it called the “Steelers” way among others.