Tuesday, April 28, 2015

We Are Accountable

We are the product of our thoughts, decisions, and actions.  What we are now was shaped by what we thought and did in the past.  Therefore, our future is honed by what we think and do today.  We are accountable for our time, actions, relationships, and decisions.  This is being pressed upon me anew.  

Do we understand what we are capable of doing?  We can change the world!!  We can tear down and burn or we can build up and grow.  We can do so much good.  We can touch so many lives. People and relationships can change for the better if we would take ownership of our lives and what we are responsible for.   We could change to world if we would reach out to each other in love and understanding.  From what is going on in the world, I realize there are those who don’t want our love or understanding.  Still, there are so many that need it.  

I don’t think I can adequately state what I mean.  How I wish you could hear the conviction in my voice, see my body language.  For what I can’t say with words, oh God, let them hear between the lines.

 

Monday, April 27, 2015

Sockballs and Snowballs

My brother is 5 years older than me.  I think we had a typical relationship.  I was a little brat and he’d pound on me when he was sure he could get away with it.  We grew up in a great neighborhood with kids that had a lot of imagination. 

My brother and I (it was probably just his idea) made up a game of rolling our socks into balls and throwing them at each other.   We probably had a name for it but I don’t remember.  We would take time to ball up our socks and I would build protective walls to make things more even and for my safety.  We had designated areas we weren’t supposed to cross but if you could reach a sock on the other side of the line you could.  When we were both ready, we would start throwing socks at each other.  As it always seemed to happen, at some point, my brother would come out of his area with an armful of socks and start pummeling me in a barrage of tube socks.  He had a way of saving the most tightly packed socks for such moments and would throw them as hard as he could onto my prone form as I tried to protect myself. 

Predictably, something would hurt and I’d start crying.  If mom was home, I would go to cry and whine to her.  She would sooth me and probably yell at my brother to leave me alone.  No wonder why he seemed to take joy out of pounding on me.  I was a bratty kid. 

I remember once having a snowball fight with my brother.  He was on one side of the street and I was on the other.  We made a bunch of snowballs and then started the bombardment.  Well, it was bombardment on my side.  I was busy hiding and throwing whenever there was a lull in the snowballs heading my way.  At one point, I remember hiding behind the snow bank and sort of laughing to myself.  I couldn’t believe I hadn’t gotten hurt yet.  I hadn’t even gotten hit yet.  I started to raise up and just started to blurt out, “I can’t believe I hadn’t gotten hit…”  POW!   I got nailed right in the forehead. 

Many years later, my sister and brother were in college and I was in high school.  We went to a New Year’s Eve service at church and joked about our parents who didn’t go.  The heathens!  As we went into church, it was snowing.  As we exited the church to head home, we were met with a beautiful winter wonderland.   The snow was still falling  as everyone began cleaning the snow off the cars.  I don’t remember who started it but I’m sure it was my brother throwing a snowball at me.  Although, I wouldn’t put it past my sister either.  Before you  know it, everyone from the church was involved.  Snowballs were flying all across the parking area and no one was safe or exempt.  We battled for at least 30 minutes before saying our goodbyes and giving well wishes for the new year.  Our snowball battle continued after we got home.

I remember thinking for the first time, I was an equal to my siblings.  While I would always be the baby brother, age and my size made me an equal.  I was no longer a target or pushover.  I love my family and love remembering times like these. 

The Will Of God Will Not Take You Where the Grace of God Will Not Protect You

A couple years ago one of my kids bought something for our kitchen that reads, “The Will Of God Will Not Take You Where the Grace of God Will Not Protect You.”  I like it and am happy they wanted to help decorate the house and state how we feel about God.  However, in recent months, I’ve had some misgivings about this sentiment. 

First, let me make some qualifying statements.  1. I believe God loves his creation and has its best interest in mind.  2.  I believe that God can work miracles when it comes to protecting His people.  I have experienced this protection myself when on the mission field.  3.  If it is God’s will that no harm come to you, it won’t happen.  Also, if something were to happen, God was not surprised by it and will use it for the good of those who love God and are called according to His purpose.

Still, I think it is presumptuous to believe that God will always protect us from harm.  To believe that, since God wants me to do something I will be protected, is short sighted.  Also, when stacked against history, it is wrong. 

How many Christians in the armed forces have been wounded, maimed or killed?  What about people called to the mission field?   You can read the bible and see people who do the will of God don’t have a life of ease and prosperity.  Quite often, they pay with their lives.  Foxe’s Book of Martyrs documents people who paid the price for their faith. 

The bottom line needs to be this: God’s purposes are more important than any individual.  He wants the gospel shared with all nations and all people.  I do believe in praying and asking for safety for our loved ones in all things.  I also believe it good to trust God will provide safety, even providential safety.  However, in the times He elects not to provide such a blessing, we must be prepared to say as Job said after Satan gave him his worst, “The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away.  Blessed be the name of the Lord.”

Lord, please don’t let me have to say such a thing. 

Sunday, April 26, 2015

Actions Speak Louder Than Words


I listened to a sermon that wrapped up a series on family.  The message combined two important things to me.  They are the story of Joseph, Israel’s favorite son, and being a legacy to your posterity. 

For those who are unaware, I love history and have been the family historian for many years.  I believe it is important  to share family stories with our children.  When my kids were little, I would tell them stories about my family and even when they were born.  I remember they always laughed when I told them stories about my wife or me.  I’ve always thought it was because they had a hard time believing we were once little like them. 

For me, the story of Joseph has always been moving.  The thought of being sold into slavery and the years he spent in prison seem so terrible.  For some reason, he chose to trust in the God of his fathers.  It wasn’t until today that I learned why his faith was strong. 

For those who may not know the story of Joseph, you can read the story starting in Genesis 37.  He was the child of Jacob’s second and favorite wife, Leah.  His older brothers wanted to kill him but decided to sell him into slavery.  Due to his faithfulness and hard work, he was put in charge of his master’s house.  However, his master’s wife liked him and made advances.  Joseph refused the advances and she accused him of attacking her.  Consequently, Joseph was put in prison.  While in prison, he found favor with the warden.  He later met the cup bearer and baker for pharaoh after they were put in prison.  They both had dreams that Joseph interpreted.  Joseph asked the cup bearer to remember him after the release and restoration that was part of the cup bearer’s dream.  Joseph was forgotten until the pharaoh had a dream 2 years later.   The cup bearer advised pharaoh of the man in prison who interpreted his dream and Joseph was brought to the throne room to hear the dream.  In order to shorten the story, Joseph became the became 2nd in power in Egypt. 

The day came when there was a famine and Joseph’s family came to Egypt to get food.  Joseph saw his brothers bowing before him.  He recognized them but they didn’t recognize him.  If there ever was a time for revenge, it was now.  He was the supreme authority in this case.   Their lives were in his hands.  He could have them executed.  He could refuse to give them food and allow them to starve to death.  Ultimately, he forgave them and they reconciled.  Why was there reconciliation? 

When Jacob, Joseph’s father, returned to his homeland after many year, he was very rich.  However, Jacob swindled his twin brother, Esau, years before and Esau swore vengeance.  Now it was time to pay up.  Jacob couldn’t stay where he was and he couldn’t go home.  In the end, there was reconciliation.  Joseph was a witness to this. 

As parents, our children will remember what we did easier than what we said.  As the pastor said, (I am paraphrasing) Actions speak louder than words and sometimes they will echo into our posterity.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

My Job


When I meet someone new and they learn I work at for an airline, they typically ask what I do.  I reply, “I’m an aircraft router.” Then they get a puzzled look on their face and ask if I work in the tower or if I am an air traffic controller?  At this point, I give them the abbreviated version of my job.  I assign flights to airplanes in order to get them to maintenance bases to get scheduled work done, I make sure we have the proper planes assigned for certain destinations, and I work to keep the operation going whenever a ship breaks.  Most people seem satisfied by this response.  For those who have the time and want to know more, I am happy to tell them what I do.


Therefore, I would like to share a little more detail about my job.  Aircraft routers are charged with three primary duties.   First, we use and manipulate the schedule in order to bring airplanes into the proper maintenance bases for work to be completed.  Second, we ensure the proper aircraft is assigned for certain restrictive flights and/or destinations.  Third, we work to minimize customer impact during flight irregularities. 


Just like our cars, airplanes need regular maintenance.  Depending on the item, the intervals between check-ups count down by days, hours, or cycles (a take-off and landing equals 1 cycle).  We use the schedule for the fleet we work and assign flights in order have planes arrive in a maintenance station for an over night visit where the work can be accomplished.  In some cases, work can be completed during the day but more often than not, it is done at night. 


However, not all work can be completed in all stations.  For instance, some work may require a hanger and not all stations have a hanger.  In the winter, lube jobs must be done in cities that won’t freeze.  Engine washes can only be completed in a few stations.  Therefore, it is imperative we properly route our planes so work can be completed in the right place and in time.  Similar to limitations for where work can be accomplished, there are some restrictions for aircraft flying to some cities.


When we fly a 757 to Quito, Ecuador, we need one with Dual HF radios and GPS.  There are some Caribbean destinations that benefit with better flight plans when the plane has either winglets, HF or both.  We operate A320s with two different engine types.  When flying A320s into cities with high temperatures during the summer, Delta wants to minimize any possible customer impact by operating A320 aircraft with the more powerful engines.  If the A320s with the other engines are used, luggage, freight, or even customers may not be boarded due to lower take-off weight requirements. 


If you fly often enough, you probably have experienced a delay at departure or even after push-back.  Often, the flight departs after a short wait.  However, there are times when the aircraft cannot operate safely and a new plane is needed.  When we first learn of such a delay, my coworkers and I proactively look over our fleet to see if there is a plane that can be used instead.  If the change can be done before the original plane can be repaired, we switch the flight to a new airplane.  Also, there are occasions when the tower will call us to see if we can swap planes due to one that is holding out waiting for its gate to open.  We realize we are a customer oriented business and work to minimize any negative customer impact. 


In conclusion, when you think of aircraft routers, remember that it is our job to ensure airplanes get to the proper maintenance bases in time for work to be completed.  Also, we assign the proper ship for the destination.  Finally, we do all possible to minimize any negative customer impact during irregular operations. 

Monday, April 13, 2015

Driving Memories

I was talking with some coworkers about driving.  I couldn’t help but remember my dad teaching my brother, sister and I to drive a stick shift.  Dad owned a pick up that had “3 on the tree.”  For those who don’t know, it was a 3 speed and the shifter was on the steering column. 

 

It was hard to drive.  Dad said that we would eventually get the hang of it.  He mentioned that, like his old days, we could one day start driving, light a cigarette, and drink a coke all at the same time.  He also said if we could learn to drive that, we could drive anything.  He was right.  I remember when I was starting to get the hang of it, but was NOT comfortable yet, a friend of mine got a new Ford Escort.  It was a 4 or 5 speed.  He let me drive it once.  Wow, what a difference!  It was so easy. 

 

Now I’m reminded of something else from older cars.  Why did they move the high beams switch from a button on the floor to something on the steering column? 

Things I've Learned



I'm told these are quotes from Andy Rooney.  I feel they are too good not to share
 
*I've learned* *...... That the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person.*
*I've learned* *...... That when you're in love, it shows.*
*I've learned* *...... That just one person saying to me, 'You've made my day!'
makes my day.*
*I've learned* *...... That having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of
the most peaceful feelings in the world.*
*I've learned* *...... That being kind is more important than being right.*
*I've learned* *...... That you should never say no to a gift from a child.*
*I've learned* *...... That I can always pray for someone when I don't have the
strength to help him in some other way.*
*I've learned* *...... That no matter how serious your life requires you to be,
everyone needs a friend to act goofy with..*
*I've learned* *...... That sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and a
heart to understand. *  
*I've learned* *...... That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it
gets to the end, the faster it goes.*
*I've learned* *...... That we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we
ask for.*
*I've learned* *...... That money doesn't buy class.*
*I've learned* *...... That it's those small daily happenings that make life so
spectacular.*
*I've learned* *..... That under everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to
be appreciated and loved.*
*I've learned* *...... That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.*
*I 've learned* *...... That when you plan to get even with someone, you are
only letting that person continue to hurt you.*
*I've learned* *...... That love, not time, heals all wounds.*
*I've learned* *...... That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to
surround myself with people smarter than I am.*
*I've learned* *..... That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a
smile.*
*I've learned* *........That no one is perfect until you fall in love with them.*
*I've learned* *..... That life is tough, but I'm tougher.*
*I've learned* *...... That opportunities are never lost, someone will take the
ones you miss.*
*I've learned* *...... That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock
elsewhere.*
*I've learned* *...... That I wish I could have told my Mom that I love her one
more time before she passed away.*
*I've learned* *...... That one should keep his words both soft and tender,
because tomorrow he may have to eat them.*
*I've learned* *...... That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your
looks.* 
*I've learned* *...... That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but
all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it.*


*I've learned* *...... That the less time I have to work with, the more things I get done.*

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Easy to be Hard

How can people be so heartless
How can people be so cruel
Easy to be hard, easy to be cold

How can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be proud, easy to say no

Especially people who care about strangers
Who care about evil and social injustice
Do you only care about bleeding crowd
How about a needing friend, I need a friend

How can people be so heartless
You know I'm hung up on you
Easy to be proud, easy to say no

Especially people who care about strangers
Who care about evil and social injustice
Do you only care about bleeding crowd
How about a needing friend, we all need a friend

How can people be so heartless
How can people be so cruel
Easy to be proud, easy to say no
Easy to be cold, easy to say no
Come, on, easy to give in, easy to say no
Easy to be cold, easy to say no
Much too easy to say no

Three Dog Night

I never knew the words to this song. Interesting point

Saturday, April 11, 2015

Just a Thought (Actually a Warning)

My first blogging experience was fun.  I was able to learn about other people from different parts of the world which is something I like very much.  I was able to express myself and I got some positive feedback. Not everything was positive. 


Suddenly the blog I used, JournalSpace shut down.  The content for all users was lost.  I am happy that most of my content was backed up.  I am the family historian and I viewed it and this blog as a way for me to document my life and thoughts.  Hopefully, 100 years or more from now, someone who wants to know who I am will be able to due to my efforts now. 


My point is that if you value the content you share on Blogspot, back it up or you may be sorry you didn’t. 

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

One Life


Full of vim and vigor
An aged life filled with light
A purpose, a hope and
love for all within her reach

The message comes
No time left
It is time to go home and die


One life
We have one life
Did you hear me?
You have one life

Wake up from your bleary daze
Potential is wasted in front of the TV
We pack on pounds with nothing to do
While the world wants all around us

 

Well Now, That is Different



I was off for a few days hiking/camping with my brother in the Appalachians.  I just checked visitors on my blog.  Imagine my surprise to find not one person over the last week is from the USA.  Overwhelmingly, the most visitors were from Russia.  So I guess Russians are my biggest fans. 

Or maybe they are spying on me. 

Munich and Romania

This is the first of a multi-part series based on my observations from a recent Eastern European trip my wife and I took. In each I will sh...