Maclaurin Institute on Wedded Bliss
Wedded Bliss: What Makes for Happy Marriages by W. Bradford Wilcox.
(The Maclaurin Institute at the University of Minnesota states it's mission as
Bringing God into the marketplace of ideas by
communicating the Christian worldview
with its transforming potential.
I have always found their lectures and classes to be interesting and often very challenging.)
Monday, November 05, 2007
Friday, June 22, 2007
The quest for balance....
Notice the new blog title, and the fact that I haven't posted in months...
Life is crazy once again. No complaints whatsoever, I'm thankful for this stage in our lives, the fact that God has blessed our business with customers and jobs... even to the point that I have a hard time stepping away from it.
With the launch of our new family side of our website, and the new studio that is being painted next week and needs to be set up, there's no shortage of things to do...
But I find that it is very hard to be a business owner, a wife, own a dog, keep up a house, cook dinner once in a while... let alone exercise, get a devotional time, or enough sleep.
Hence the quest for balance.
Life is crazy once again. No complaints whatsoever, I'm thankful for this stage in our lives, the fact that God has blessed our business with customers and jobs... even to the point that I have a hard time stepping away from it.
With the launch of our new family side of our website, and the new studio that is being painted next week and needs to be set up, there's no shortage of things to do...
But I find that it is very hard to be a business owner, a wife, own a dog, keep up a house, cook dinner once in a while... let alone exercise, get a devotional time, or enough sleep.
Hence the quest for balance.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
this stuff was just too cool not to put someplace.
Check out these writing workshops for kids. How cool--wish I woul have had access to something like this when I was a kid. :-)
http://www.superherosupplies.com/
http://www.methodsreporter.com/2007/02/27/826chi-boring-store-eggers/1/ (an article about the "Boring Store" ...anything but.
and the link where I found this stuff...
http://beta.bigmedium.com/blog/magic-boxes.shtml
A short bit about the importance of mystery.
Enjoy
Check out these writing workshops for kids. How cool--wish I woul have had access to something like this when I was a kid. :-)
http://www.superherosupplies.com/
http://www.methodsreporter.com/2007/02/27/826chi-boring-store-eggers/1/ (an article about the "Boring Store" ...anything but.
and the link where I found this stuff...
http://beta.bigmedium.com/blog/magic-boxes.shtml
A short bit about the importance of mystery.
Enjoy
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Weakness or Strength?
I had read this story on another photographers blog.
Thought it was worth sharing. :-)
Enjoy.
Sometimes your biggest weakness can become your biggest strength. Take, for example, the story of one 10-year-old boy who decided to study judo despite the fact that he had lost his left arm in a devastating car accident.
The boy began lessons with an old Japanese judo master. The boy was doing well, so he couldn't understand why, after three months of training the master had taught him only one move.
"Sensei," the boy finally said, "Shouldn't I be learning more moves?"
"This is the only move you know, but this is the only move you'll ever need to know," the sensei replied.
Not quite understanding, but believing in his teacher, the boy kept training.
Several months later, the sensei took the boy to his first tournament. Surprising himself, the boy easily won his first two matches. The third match proved to be more difficult, but after some time, his opponent became impatient and charged; the boy deftly used his one move to win the match. Still amazed by his success, the boy was now in the finals.
This time, his opponent was bigger, stronger, and more experienced. For a while, the boy appeared to be overmatched. Concerned that the boy might get hurt, the referee called a time-out. He was about to stop the match when the sensei intervened.
"No," the sensei insisted, "Let him continue."
Soon after the match resumed, his opponent made a critical mistake: he dropped his guard. Instantly, the boy used his move to pin him. The boy had won the match and the tournament. He was the champion.
On the way home, the boy and sensei reviewed every move in each and every match. Then the boy summoned the courage to ask what was really on his mind.
"Sensei, how did I win the tournament with only one move?"
"You won for two reasons," the sensei answered. "First, you've almost mastered one of the most difficult throws in all of judo. And second, the only known defense for that move is for your opponent to grab your left arm."
The boy's biggest weakness had become his biggest strength.
Thought it was worth sharing. :-)
Enjoy.
Sometimes your biggest weakness can become your biggest strength. Take, for example, the story of one 10-year-old boy who decided to study judo despite the fact that he had lost his left arm in a devastating car accident.
The boy began lessons with an old Japanese judo master. The boy was doing well, so he couldn't understand why, after three months of training the master had taught him only one move.
"Sensei," the boy finally said, "Shouldn't I be learning more moves?"
"This is the only move you know, but this is the only move you'll ever need to know," the sensei replied.
Not quite understanding, but believing in his teacher, the boy kept training.
Several months later, the sensei took the boy to his first tournament. Surprising himself, the boy easily won his first two matches. The third match proved to be more difficult, but after some time, his opponent became impatient and charged; the boy deftly used his one move to win the match. Still amazed by his success, the boy was now in the finals.
This time, his opponent was bigger, stronger, and more experienced. For a while, the boy appeared to be overmatched. Concerned that the boy might get hurt, the referee called a time-out. He was about to stop the match when the sensei intervened.
"No," the sensei insisted, "Let him continue."
Soon after the match resumed, his opponent made a critical mistake: he dropped his guard. Instantly, the boy used his move to pin him. The boy had won the match and the tournament. He was the champion.
On the way home, the boy and sensei reviewed every move in each and every match. Then the boy summoned the courage to ask what was really on his mind.
"Sensei, how did I win the tournament with only one move?"
"You won for two reasons," the sensei answered. "First, you've almost mastered one of the most difficult throws in all of judo. And second, the only known defense for that move is for your opponent to grab your left arm."
The boy's biggest weakness had become his biggest strength.
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Kiss your brain
Today some preschoolers taught me how to "kiss my brain" :-)
I also stumbled across "Little Mosque on the Prarie" on peekvid. The first 5 minutes at least have been hillarious.
I changed my lab for my digital prints. Some came today for Kim. I LOVE them. Beautiful!
Oh yeah, and we're praying about a studio offer.
I also stumbled across "Little Mosque on the Prarie" on peekvid. The first 5 minutes at least have been hillarious.
I changed my lab for my digital prints. Some came today for Kim. I LOVE them. Beautiful!
Oh yeah, and we're praying about a studio offer.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
if only I had started writing months ago...
...about all the crazy things I hear at work. I'm telling you, pre-schoolers especially love to share their lives with anyone. When we have kids, remind me to duct-tape their mouths shut before they leave the house. :-)
Today though it was the teacher.
We were at a small Catholic school, and I overheard the teacher interacting with the kids in her circle. You know how some people are just wound tighter than others. YEah...
Wow
I think that beats the kid that threw up last week.
And the other preschooler that told me all about his dad's video poker addiction.
I really should go into professional blackmail
Today though it was the teacher.
We were at a small Catholic school, and I overheard the teacher interacting with the kids in her circle. You know how some people are just wound tighter than others. YEah...
"Jimmy! Don't act sick while you're praying. You just wait Jimmy! You're
going to have the flu tonight. That's what happens to kids who act up in
prayer
time. Just wait Jimmy. God's going to make you really sick."
Wow
I think that beats the kid that threw up last week.
And the other preschooler that told me all about his dad's video poker addiction.
I really should go into professional blackmail
Friday, January 26, 2007
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