Our Calling as Seniors

I believe I have finally figured out why we slow down as we grow older.  

 As we grow older, we gain more knowledge, we know more, and we can think more clearly. We’ve been around the block once are twice, and because of that, we could do much better at tasks if we put our minds to them. It is only fair that we are slowed down a little, just to give the newer generations who are coming up after us a fighting chance.

We need to give the youngsters a chance to practice making decisions.  They should experience both succeeding and failure.  And, young people need to know how to perform postmortem analysis on a project to see what went right and wrong.  They need the ability to help others so it won’t be a strange concept when they grow older.

As we face the knowledge that change is always going to happen. We need to help them realize that the impossible will eventually, at some point, becomes inevitable.  We do this because everyone needs to know how to handle the new technology and how it changes the landscape.

You cannot learn to fly until you give up the bicycle and put hands on the controls of the airplane.  We need to give the next generations the control of their destinies while helping to make sure they don’t land in a tree.  That is our mission in life as the older generation.

Removing the Pebbles

We enjoyed a rain last night, celebrating the fourth. The rain kept the amateurs at bay, and I can’t believe that the diehards actually set off fireworks during a thunderstorm. With the rain, at least, it cut down on the chance of fire which is plaguing our state so much lately.

Now the summer lays out before us. Work in the yard, warm days and cool nights, and the chance for me to actually complete some things which I think will help some people. As big as it sounds, I have worked some mind maps and made some plans. Right now, one of the people I need to help is me.

I have many ideas I have been working on, and I need to publish them soon. I need to work with my audiences, and I need to produce in a way that helps individuals by identifying and helping them to remove their pain points. Not all pain points are life-and-death, yet even removing a small one, just like taking the pebble out of the shoe, can help somebody enjoy a better journey.

If you are suffering a pain point, either metaphorically or physically, please write me and let me know. Believe it or not, the active sharing a pain point with someone else actually makes it less painful. And, if the blog is too open a forum to share this pain, you may write me at mikeb@reveille.rocks. Also, if you have the opposite of the pain point, something good going on, that is good to share too.

Talk to you again tomorrow.

Good Samaritans?

Ever Lend someone a helping hand? Ever not lend a helping hand because of fear? Either way, have you ever wondered why?

Some people say we only do whatever we do out of either fear or greed. Others claim that we only work out of altruistic desires. I’m willing to bet that when everything is boiled down, there’s a combination of all three in there.

On the one hand were always afraid that somebody’s going to put one over on us. That is when a helping hand becomes a doing for and being responsible for somebody else’s needs, and welfare while they do nothing. This leads us to a feeling of not wanting to get involved.

On another hand, we want to do good for others. When we see a homeless person in our community, we have a tendency to think about how with just a few changes in history, it could be us out there. We know that if we were there, we might need some help to get back to where we are now. We want to help in the hopes that if we were there, someone else would help.

What is the right thing to do? Well, that depends on many things. Are we in a position to help? Is it better to help with a donation of monies or donation of personal time? What help is present through other means to those on the street, and what do they need that nobody is doing presently? This is a complicated issue.

A good man from Galilee stated that the poor would be with us always. This brings me to believe that it is something that may never be cured, yet can be maintained. I can tell you that our country is blessed with riches.

When I went to a foreign country, I saw orphans in the street wearing filthy pajamas and eating leaves while those around utterly ignored and shunned them. I told my son when I got back to the states. He said to me that I was wrong, that I misunderstood. No one anywhere would ever treat a child like that. I wished his statement was correct. Only, I am the one who was there and had seen the lack of care.

I know that no one can do it all and I believe the best we can do is help people to help themselves. Yet, I always think of the good Samaritan and wonder if I am holding up my end of the bargain.