Posts Tagged Life
Le survey
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on December 7, 2009
Pardon me a moment while I indulge the lovely and above-average Meg Fowler’s survey.
If you feel like it, feel free to copy and answer on your own, but send the trackback/pingback to Meg’s entry, not mine. Thanks!
YOUR FAVOURITE THINGS (NOT YOU, OPRAH. YOU’VE HAD YOUR TURN)
(And you’ll be able to figure out which are boy or girl-specific. Or not.)
And I struck out the ones I can’t (or shouldn’t) answer for obvious reasons.
Your look:
Favourite clothing store to shop in?
Walmart. Yeah, I know—redneck!
Favourite brand of jeans, or place to buy jeans?
It’s a draw between Levi’s and Wrangler.
Favourite brand of shoe (and type of shoe)?
Whatever hiking boot is on sale at Walmart.
Favourite brand of handbag?
Favourite clothing influence (relative, celebrity, something)?
Whatever’s comfortable, but I’ve been told I’m metrosexual, whatever that means.
Favourite brand of running shoe?
Can’t run (bad knee).
Favourite accessory (scarves, rings, belts, hats, tiny dogs) and where you find it?
My double-holed leather belt (from Walmart, where else?).
Your feel:
Favourite body soap or wash?
Bath & Body Woodland (not that I can afford it right now…).
Favourite fragrance?
Bath & Body Woodland, or Guerlain Homme.
Favourite moisturizer (face)?
Favourite moisturizer (body)?
Favourite lip balm (see? I made it unisex!)?
Carmex.
Favourite physical indulgence and where you indulge it (massage, long hot showers, pedicures, facials, etc.)?
Kicking back in bed and sleeping (when I’m not in front of the computer, until I manage to get a real job).
Your surroundings:
Favourite place to be/live?
Small town life in Plant City has grown on me.
Favourite place to vacation?
Yosemite, hands down.
Favourite sheets (fabric, thread count, brand if you want)?
No preference.
Favourite architectural style?
Ancient Roman.
Favourite form of lighting (big windows, candlelight, overhead fluorescence)?
Big windows and candlelight.
Favourite piece of furniture (bed, sofa, bathtub, etc.)?
My “memory foam” bed.
Favourite time of year/weather?
Fall.
BONUS: Your belly:
Favourite beverage: Coca-Cola, only when I don’t have the money for a venti Mocha Frappuccino at the local 24-hour Starbucks.
Favourite ethnic cuisine: Asian (but not Korean, too many fermented things)
Favourite snack food: Doritos
Favourite meal: Pizza
Favourite breakfast: Waffle House.
Our greatest sin
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on July 27, 2009
“One of the greatest sins in the Church today is that we’ve made it okay to do nothing and still call ourselves followers of Christ.”
I hereby tender my resignation.
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on June 16, 2009
“It is hard for you to kick against the goads.”
—Acts 9:5; 26:14b (New International Version)
This sounds like a familiar pattern: Beg, plead, anger, rant, rave, alienate, push away, fight, surrender.
I’ve done all of the above except for the “surrender” part.
The Greek word for a goad—κέντρον kentron—is translated the four other times it appears in the New Testament as “sting.” The writers of the Septuagint used this word to translate the Hebrew words for מֶתֶג (methegh, “bridle”, Proverbs 26:3) and קֹתֶב (qotev, “destruction”, “sting” or “prick”, Hosea 13:14). The poet Homer uses the term to describe “any sharp point, spike, spur, instrument of torture, sting of a bee/scorpion/animal, [etc.].” Basically, a goad is sharp, painful, something that will only make the pain deeper and the scars worse if one were to resist it or fight against it.
There are things in life that, if we choose to fight or resist them, will only make our pain, anger, and isolation worse and drive us farther away from the direction we should be headed. My unemployment situation and the resulting financial mess is just such a thing, and I’ve only been driving myself further toward insanity by fighting it and publicly expressing my bitterness and anger and ranting about how selfish and stingy people are.
In all this time that I’ve driven my focus in pointing my finger at the inactions of others I should have been spending far more time looking inward to what lessons Christ is desiring to teach me. About how my self-worth should never be based on my net worth, About how focusing on my own bitterness and perceived need has kept me from being attentive to others’ needs that are far greater than my own. About how the angry focus on what I don’t have has kept me from being grateful and content with what I do have.
What I will lose, I will lose no matter how hard I try to fight losing it. Therefore, I surrender. I give up on myself, but in a way that frees me to be whom I was designed and called by Christ to be.
Consider this my resignation notice from the pity party. And for those whom I’ve pushed away and to whom I’ve made myself look ungrateful for their prayers and emotional support, please forgive me.
Rainy season.
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on May 18, 2009
It’s just a rainy season
Sweepin’ across my sky
It’s just a rainy season
And I don’t have a reason to cry
—Crumbächer, “Rainy Season”
Here in central Florida we live in a tropical climate. Thus, between the months of June and October we can pretty much set our watches by when it starts and stops raining every afternoon. The geographic shape of Florida as a peninsula also contributes to this, in that the prevailing winds coming off the Gulf of Mexico to the west collide with the ocean breeze coming off the Atlantic to the east, with no real topography to break it up, causing the thunderheads to pile up and dump their loads pretty much right over our heads. Weather radios are a common household item to pick up those severe thunderstorm or even tornado warnings. Mind you, our tornadoes are nowhere near the kind you’d see along Tornado Alley in the midwest, but we do get them.
Ultimately, the summer weather makes it a pain in the derrière to commute back and forth to Tampa on the Burgman (my sole transportation at this point). I did it all last summer (when I had a job) and managed to “keep the rubber side down” on I-4 through some nasty stuff. I’m a lot more comfortable riding in bad weather than I was when I started riding a few years back.
We desperately need the rain this year, though. In spite of our being in tropical climes, Florida has been in a drought for the past few years. It reached the point that a couple of months ago the local reservoir had just a one-day supply of water that they couldn’t get out. So, as much as we hate the rain and hate having to travel in and through it, at the same time it’s welcomed like an old friend to replenish water supplies and make the area lush and green again.
Ever notice that life has its seasons, too? It’s a rainy season for me personally. I hate the storms, but at the same time it’s an opportunity to refresh, clean out some past mistakes, and start growing again. There will be some hurricanes still to go through (both personally and literally, as hurricane season starts on June 1st). But this is life.
Remember this: we don’t often choose what life flings at us, but we can choose what we do with what life flings at us.
The sound of rain.
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on May 16, 2009
Just stuck my iPhone out on the patio for a minute during a recent thunderstorm. Don’t worry, it’s enclosed.
Things I learned this week
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on May 16, 2009
Normally this comes out on Thursday, but I slept through most of it.
- Life is being inside a shoebox. Eternity is being outside the shoebox.
- Appreciate the ability to buy groceries. You’ll miss it when it’s gone.
- The best way to conquer your fear of the telephone is to get hired in a call center.
- Eurovision has to be the most hilarious global event of the year—not because of the acts themselves, but because of the Tweeps that commentate on the acts (do a Twitter search for #eurovision #twumpet).
- It’s okay to be a mess in private.
- Palm Desktop (more specifically, the Palm handheld driver) doesn’t work in Windows 7 64-bit (boo!)
- It is possible to set up a SiPix A6 Pocket Printer in XP, Vista, and Windows 7 (manually install pointing to the CD for drivers instead of running the installer from the CD, which doesn’t work anyway).
- It’s hard to find A6-size thermal paper.
- Pennies add up.
What are you chasing after?
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on May 10, 2009
Greyhound racing is a popular sport here in Tampa Bay (we have 14 tracks here in the state of Florida, including Derby Lane in St. Petersburg and Tampa Greyhound Track in Tampa), so this story caught my attention when I came across it in a local sermon and then as an illustration online. I don’t know if the story is true or not (I’m still searching for an original news article that would confirm this), but it’s plausible, so I’m going to retell it.
For those not familiar with the sport of greyhound racing—it’s much like horse racing, where spectators bet on the result, but instead of horses at the gate, there are greyhounds. Greyhounds are large, sleek, agile dogs that are built to run, but off the track they are considered the “couch potatos” of the animal kingdom. They are quiet and rarely bark. On the racetrack, they can go from zero to 45 miles per hour within a few strides. In order to race, greyhounds are trained to chase a mechanical rabbit (complete with ears, fur, etc.) that zips around the track on a pole moving along the inside of the track and sticking out so the dogs can see it. The rabbit is controlled by an operator who ensures that it stays just in front of the lead dog throughout the race to keep them going around. The first dog to run around the track and chase the rabbit across the finish line is the winner.
However, one race didn’t quite work that way.
According to the story, the greyhound track was packed out for the race of the night, spectators had placed their bets, and the race was ready to begin. The starter sounded, the gates were opened, and the dogs took off after the mechanical rabbit in front of them. So far, so good.
Except that somewhere in that first straightaway, something went wrong with the mechanical rabbit. Apparently due to a short in the electrical system controlling the lure, the rabbit burst into flames from the electrical short, and then exploded, scattering itself all over the track.
The racing dogs, highly trained to chase what had just exploded in their faces, became confused; they had no idea what to do. According to the story:
- Two of the dogs either lost balance and fell, or continued to run, missing the turn and slamming into the wall at the end of the straightaway (the story here differs from one account to the other that I found). Both dogs were severely injured and had to be euthanized.
- One dog went back to the starting gate and lay down shaking.
- Two dogs uncharacteristically started fighting each other on the track.
- Another stopped on the track and began chasing his own tail in circles.
- Many of the dogs stopped, sat on the track, and began howling at the spectators.
- One dog turned around and starting running in the opposite direction, where s/he eventually collided with the pole that was carrying the rabbit head-on (the operator in his shock had forgotten to stop it), causing the dog’s death.
In the end, not a single greyhound actually finished the race.
I’ve been forced to learn a lot from my circumstances over the past couple of years losing so much (family, jobs, finances, good credit). Perhaps the biggest lesson is that I’ve had to reevaluate what I’m deciding to chase after in my life. My net worth no longer determines my self-worth. What other people think of me no longer determines what I think of myself (if I took every single opinion expressed about me to be true, I’d be more confused than those greyhounds).
So here’s the question: What are you chasing after right now? Is it worth chasing after? What happens if what you’re chasing after ends up blowing up in your face?
Are you chasing money? a relationship? a reputation? a good credit score?
Or are you looking to something far greater than yourself?



Things I learned this week
Posted by Steven Buehler in Uncategorized on May 6, 2009
Thought I would start doing this weekly, to share with all three (well, maybe four) of you, my regular readers, some of the amazing knowledge I have acquired during the previous week.
Got some of your own? Feel free to add ‘em to the comments!
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