Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Heartbroken...

After the utter thrashing we took on Saturday I would be lying if I said I still wasn't hurting. There was so much riding on that game (much more than a mere mythical BCS National Title); truly a chance at immortality. Not only did we lose but we never showed up, and more than anything that hurts the most. However, I have found comfort in the words of a past American legend, Theodore Roosevelt:

"Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat."

While Saturday's sadness is something I will never forget, the memory of this senior class (and most notably their leader Tim Tebow) will be a guiding example of how to live as a lion. Sure there were losses, but you can never know the true sweetness of victory without having tasted the bitterness of defeat.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Circles...

I tivoed (yes, Megan and I are now finally amongst the ranks of dvr users) President Obama's speech last night from West Point regarding the war in Afghanistan because I was more than a little curious about what he had to say. Must say that I was a little disappointed in the speech itself, though honestly the overall "idea" of what he was trying to say was encouraging. As I sat and listened to all the commentary afterwards my mind wandered once again to one of Thrice's new songs entitled Circles, and thought that it played rather well to what I had just heard and witnessed.

In describing what his thought process was on the lyrics for the song, Dustin has said that the ball started rolling with some of the writings by G.K. Chesterton. Apparently he focuses a lot on what he calls the "Cult of Progress", and the last line of the song is a paraphrase of a saying that he had, "Progress should mean that we are always changing the world to fit the vision, instead we are always changing the vision." Dustin uses different metaphors in the song to illustrate the point that to have real progress you have to be moving toward a specific ideal; that there has to be some relation to something, otherwise you're not making progress, you're just moving. Even though Mr. Chesterton's work was done in the early 20th century it's still applicable today since the world seems to be constantly changing what its vision is, to match where the world is going, and it's very arbitrary. This is why I made the connection to the song last night; once again we have a change in vision to fit our current circumstances rather than making modifications to align us with an ultimate goal. Constant motion without progress.

I won't share the entire song here, but there are a couple of metaphors that I feel are too powerful to not. The chorus reads: We set sail with no fixed star in sight. We drive by braille in candle light. I love the imagery Dustin uses here because it is so simple, and the message clear. Without a fixed goal at the onset, how will we ever arrive at our desired destination? And then he takes it further by using the line (which apparently is a favorite of his), "We drive by braille," which would indicate driving without sight but rather using the bumps in the road to navigate. My interpretation would be that rather than being in a proactive position and taking control, you are rather stuck in a reactive state, waiting for something to take place before being able to take action yourself. No fixed target, and operating with a reactive position; what a precarious set of circumstances in which to find one's self!

At the beginning of the song Dustin sings, "We talk too much, we talk in circles; 'til we're all spinning around. Reaching for rings on this merry-go-round." Again the image he paints is powerful, and useful in our everyday life. In his own words, Dustin explains,

"The image of the carousel was the first thing I started thinking about - this idea of movement, but it's very meaningless, and not actually going anywhere. You're riding this horse that's moving in a circle, and also just that image of the old carousels, where you can grab the brass rings. So the idea is moving nowhere, and reaching for something that in the end isn't ultra-significant."

Once again the call goes out to my fellow lions; be watchful that we don't spin our wheels idly, nor reach out or set our sights on that which truly holds no value. Further still the charge is to align our actions with an ultimate desire, and not allow anything or anyone to compromise our path to our final achievement. My prayer is not only that we be lions, but that our leaders back in Washington will be lions as well. Give us goals, solutions and leadership rather than endless debate and mindless rhetoric. We no longer wish to spin in circles for the sake of movement, but rather we want true progress!

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Peace on Earth, Good Will to Men...

It's hard for me to believe that December has officially arrived, and the Christmas season is now upon us. My new son Riley was four weeks old yesterday, and it seems that each passing day, week, month, year, etc. I understand more and more what my father always told me in that time will continually fly by faster and faster; so as such, the key is to maximize what time we do have, and enjoy it to the fullest. Hence the beauty of December.

Everyone seems to slow down just a second or two this time of year, and the entire mood and feel of things appears to improve. A little more kindness one towards another, a little more cheer rather than gloom, it's all apart of this magical time of year. Cinnamon sticks are now cooking on our stove, and our fresh tree is now filling our home with the smells of the season (while I may complain about having to put it up every year, the truth is that I've grown to love a live tree as well Megan, thanks for sharing your tradition with me.)

Another favorite tradition of this time of year is of course the music, and I'd like to share with you one of my favorites: I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day. It's message is simple, and is a message I hope we can all carry with us throughout the season (and hopefully with us always). Peace on earth, good will to men my fellow lions!

I heard the bells on Christmas Day, their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat of peace on earth, good will to men.

I thought how as the day had come, the belfries of all christendom,
Had rolled along the unbroken song of peace on earth, good will to men.

And in despair I bowed my head, "there is no peace on earth," I said,
For hate is strong and mocks the song of peace on earth, good will to men.

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep, God is not dead nor doth he sleep,
The wrong shall fail the right prevail with peace on earth, good will to men.

Till ringing singing on it's way, the world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime of peace on earth, good will to men.

(Shot of my kids last year by our tree. Hope to share some of this year soon!)