Camelot

We are running this show at my work. ( I work at a live theatre.) And every night I hear the same thing from some of the others that I work with.

"The king is spineless, and he whines..."

And each night that I hear this I want to say,

What is so spineless about a man who forgives his wife and his friend. He forgives their tresspasses. He holds to what he believes. He is trying to be a good man. And he truely loves them. He thinks of their pain. He doesn't just think of himself and how he is hurt. So he lets them go, because he cannot bear to see them die. Is this spineless? Or is this a good man?

It hurts me to see that my coworkers don't see this. They don't see what good he was fighting for. The inner struggle with the best man winning. The actor who plays the part is incredible for showing that part of the king. The part of the King who longs to be good and do good in the world.

I don't know maybe they cut the scenes that would have showed that clearer. But still the message comes thru. Are we just that thick headed that we can't see what is plainly before us?

New Life

It is a beautiful day! With a new addition to the family!

I have a new little nephew, named Gideon. He is just adorable. 5lbs and a couple of ounces. Just a sweet little spirit who has come to bring joy to this silly world. He is so small and so vulnerable. I look forward to watching him grow as I have watched his older brother grow. And I know he has a strong spirit with lots of stubborn life to him.

I love you so much little Gid.

And my prayers are with you and your family so that you will all grow strong and healthy in no time at all.

The Hurricane

Ok I know this is what everyone is talking about right now.... (probably)

But last night I had a thought. As I was watching the news I heard a story about a man who swam with his dog to get to safety and found out when he got there that he couldn't take his dog on the evacuation bus. So he was left behind because he wouldn't leave his friend, and probably the only thing he had left. I was touched. And I heard more stories about kids having there dogs taken out of their arms by policemen. I know this is probably necessary. But...
What is anyone doing about the animals that were displaced?

This was the question going through my head.

And then I checked my email today and behold what do I see an email from an animal adoption group, No More Homeless Pets, A Program of Best Friends Animal Society in Utah. I had volunteered there a little while back and since then have been getting updates on volunteer services that they need.

Anyways they are organizing an effort to get some 200 of the adoptable animals from the ruined shelters down there and try to adopt them out in Utah. Because the usable shelters that are down there need the room to put the displaced animals that had homes before the hurricane, so that thier families can pick them up.

They need help transporting them, they need someone to donate empty space to kennel the animals for a short term until the adoption, or people willing to foster the animals for a short time (the animals may need to be quarantined for a short while).

Any way I found that this maybe a way that I can help even though I have not much to give. This is wonderful. And it gives some hope to the animals.

I did that once....

So I went to watch the University Band that I marched in today. It is band camp week and I like to go watch them rehearse... And hopefully I get to see an old friend, who is still in the band.. But this year I didn't recognize any one.. Except my bro in law and his friends. And if any one there did recognize me, they didn't say anything to me. Only my bro in laws friend said hi. That made me at least a little happy. But I wish I could have seen someone there who I marched with. It just makes me feel even older when even the kids in the university band are all too new to know who I am. And I thought it was bad when there was no one in the High School band who knew me. Goodness....

But it still makes me kinda depressed thinking about how I loved to march and play. And I used to be there. I did that once. I loved it. And I miss the fun, excitment, and sheer joy that it gave me to perform at the games. I am sooo glad I did that, and hope that someday I will be in a band again.