Keep on trying.

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Don’t be afraid or discouraged because I am with you. (Isaiah 41:13)

As a former teacher, I can’t begin to tell you how much I hated the phrase, “I can’t do it.”  And it seemed the older we got, the easier it became to say it.

When we were born, we immediately began to learn new things.  Whether it was learning to eat on our own, learning to talk, learning to walk, or learning to dress ourselves, everything was brand new to us.  And no matter how silly we looked or how funny we sounded while making those first attempts, we kept on trying until we got it right.  When we learned to talk, we began another learning experience; asking questions.  We asked anything and everything.  We never asked ourselves if what we were asking was silly.  We just kept asking-endlessly.

We were also never afraid to try new things either.  I remember eating bugs to see if they tasted good.  Jumping out of our second-story window into a pile of snow seemed like a good idea at the time.  Bringing home a pocket full of worms was my gift to my mom.  But somehow as we got older we were less willing to try new things.

The girls’ cross-country team at my alma mater began its first season shortly after I became the assistant running coach.  The team consisted of a couple of upper-class girls and several junior-high girls.  Never having coached girls distance runners before, we weren’t sure of exactly how to coach them.  So we simply trained them with the boys’ team and expected them to keep up.  Since they didn’t know any better, they did a great job of keeping up.  They ended up trashing most of their female counterparts  because they believed that was what they were supposed to do.  They had no fears or doubts about themselves.

The very successful coach of the UConn womens’ basketball team, Geno Auriemma, deals with each year’s new recruits with this admonition, “Don’t tell me you can’t do something.  I’ll tell you when you can’t so something.  The team has won 11 national champions since 1995 and are currently trying to win their twelfth.  Along the way, they have compiled winning streaks of 75, 90 and currently at 108 and counting.

I guess the bottom line is don’t be afraid to ask questions or to try something new.  We should always try to keep learning new things and to experiment with new activities.  Who knows what kind of new success and fulfillment you may find.  You’ll never find out unless you try.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do Your Job!

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Whatever opportunity comes up, go for it and give it your all.  You may never have another chance. (Ecclesiastes 9:10).”

I have been a New England Patriots fan since they became a team in 1960.  Those were years of relative obscurity as the last franchise admitted into the old American Football League struggled to find success.  They eventually began to achieve a limited amount of success.  Then along came Robert Kraft, Bill Belichick and Tom Brady.  The rest, as they say, is history.  I’ve always been a big fan of the concepts of  “Do your job” and “Next man up”).  Whatever you may think about this owner, coach, quarterback, or team, you have to admit that their success in the modern era is unprecedented.  And they have maintained this success in spite of free agency, salary caps and the normal year to year injuries.  And the team mantra has been for everyone, “Do your job!”  And if someone goes down (or has to serve an inexplicable 4-game suspension), it’s up the next man to take up the slack and keep things moving forward.  But these are professionals who get paid (quite handsomely) to “do their job.”  What about those who don’t get paid the big bucks?

I became a UConn Women’s Basketball fan back in the early ’90’s when I was looking for a college team to use as an example to the players on the teams I was coaching at the time.  Under Coach Geno Auriemma, UConn went from a 12-15 record in 1985-1986 to having 31 consecutive winning seasons since.  They’ve won 11 of the past 22 national championships-including the past 4 in a row.  They have 4 out of the top 5 women’s all-time winning streaks with 47, 70, 90 and the current one of 105 and counting–with the last 2 bettering UCLA’s men’s streak of 88.  Coming into this year’s season, UConn had lost its top 3 players from last year’s team.  Those players went 1,2,3, in the WNBA draft.  Time for “next man up.”  Three “role players” from last year’s bench suddenly stepped up and, along with the two remaining veterans from last year’s team have turned the team into another UConn powerhouse.  Good teams try to never look ahead to more than the next game in order to maintain their focus on the game at hand.  UConn takes it a step further by trying to maintain focus on each play of every game.  That’s why, in games past, you’ve been able to see a 3-time All-American diving for a loose ball in the third quarter of a game in which UConn had a 40+ point lead.  Play at 100% on each and every play.  A detail-oriented perfectionist, Auriemma has told his players and everyone that will listen, that there is no magic to being successful.  You simply never slack off.  When you “strive for perfection, you achieve excellence.”

That’s a lesson these young women will carry with them for the rest of their lives–in their education, in their families, in their relationships, and in their chosen professions.  The same rules apply to us no matter what our circumstances, our families, our health, our age or our finances.  Strive for perfection in all things and you will achieve excellence.  Don’t get discouraged and take a play off.  But as for you, be strong and don’t give up, for your work will be rewarded. (II Chronicles 15:7)

“I am what I am, and that’s all that I am.” (Popeye the Sailor Man)

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Ken being Ken

 

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Ken not being Ken

 

Whatever you do, do well. (Ecclesiastes 9:10)

I recently took a survey to see how my personality would fit into a workspace situation.  To no one’s surprise, my strongest personality trait is conscientiousness.  This means I take a logical, objective approach to things to ensure accuracy.  I’m very systematic and like to create standards to bring about efficient, high quality outcomes.  In order to avoid making mistakes, I can be quite cautious and like to take time to think things through.  I can be very hard on myself when I’m wrong about something.  I prefer to work alone and prize my independence and privacy.  I’m uncomfortable in social situations with strangers.  I can get annoyed with people who ignore logic and incontrovertible facts.  I pride myself on the quality of my work, but I shy away from public recognition.  I prefer to work behind the scenes.

And yet, so many of the things in my life have required me to stretch beyond the pigeon-hole that the survey showed for me.  As a teacher, coach and minister I have had to put myself to the forefront of the things I have been responsible for.  In those same capacities, I have had to deal with new people and those with less knowledge or experience in those areas nearly all my life.  I still don’t like to make snap decisions without thinking them through.  And I still am very organized.  And I’m still a perfectionist.

But you know what?  I’ve never been happier than when I was doing those things that were out of my comfort zone.  So never put yourself in a box where you can’t see everything else the world has to offer.  Your personality may cause you to be more comfortable in certain situations or with certain people,  but there’s a big world out there with endless opportunities to stretch yourself to be more than just comfortable.  Dr. Suess said no one could be youer than you, while Oscar Wilde said to be yourself because everyone else is already taken.  I couldn’t have said it better myself.

 

 

Test your faith daily.

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For you know that when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. (James 1:3)

Some 25 years ago, I had the great pleasure of working with a group of young boys who had just entered junior high school. Each of these 11-12 year-olds already had their very own unique personality that ranged from “flaky” to downright irritating. For some reason, they all decided to go out for the cross-country team. Several of them had older brothers already on the team. Some just wanted to do stuff with their friends. Anyway, for whatever reason, they all showed up. Little did I (or they) know how much they would accomplish over the next 6 years. By the time they had finished, they had amassed a 71-10 dual meet record (including 51 consecutive wins), 5 League Championships, 5 Invitational Championships, 4 District Championships, 2 State titles and 1 State Runner-up. In the process, they grew up to become good students, great athletes and some of the finest young men I have ever known. Throughout the years, we built on our strengths and strengthened our weaknesses and we did it through hard work as a team. The State Runner-up finish came the year after the 2 State titles. It was a great disappointment to all of us. Somehow I had managed to take a 2-time State Championship team and turn them into a 2nd best team. This last cross-country race probably was the most important one of their (and my) careers. And we lost. Yet, I think all of us grew through the experience. We all learned to take nothing for granted and that no matter how hard we worked or how talented we might be, there was always someone else waiting in the wings and working just as hard or harder to take over. The Olympics in Rio have shown that time and time again. Sometimes the veterans amaze with their longevity and their ability to maintain that competitive edge. Other times, the new, unknown and untested rise to the occasion to capture medals. I no longer am involved with running or coaching, but I have great memories to remind me of those years. One of my most cherished running-related items is a sweatshirt given to me by that particular group of athletes at the end of our last season together. On it was written, “Test your faith daily.” Regardless of those records and years of competing together, that sweatshirt summed up our success and left me feeling maybe I had really accomplished something lasting. They recognized that no matter what we try to accomplish in life, it’s always about “testing your faith daily,” rejoicing in your successes, and learning from your mistakes. I still have that sweatshirt today as a reminder.

To Read or Not to Read

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Ken reading his Bible

Your word is a lamp to guide my feet and a light for my path. (Psalm 119:105)

Many times I have been asked what my favorite hobby is. Whether it was a friend, family member, colleague or some survey, my answer has always been reading. I have loved to read since my parents began to teach me as a 5-year old. I started with the typical children’s books—although they were nothing like children’s books today. But I quickly graduated to a slightly higher level of book. We had a small library across the street from my house and the librarian was a little old lady who lived 4 houses down the street. She loved to see me read her collection of kids’ books. Eventually I read through them all and, though I was technically too young to actually take books out of the library, she allowed me to do so. A whole new world opened up for me. I raced through the mysteries of the Hardy Boys and Tom Swift and even series for girls like Nancy Drew and Trixie Belden. But I soon ran out of them as well. Then I graduated to the “Perry Mason” novels by Earl Stanley Gardner, then the books by Arthur Conan Doyle, Agatha Christie, and H. G. Wells. I never realized that this was pretty heady stuff for a preteen. But it did provide an opportunity to develop a wide-ranging vocabulary and to give me a little knowledge about a lot of things. I now read best-sellers and obscure novels. I read books in a series and short stories. Long books and short ones. Basically, I read thrillers, mysteries, adventure, westerns, science fiction, horror, fantasy, biographies, historical novels, drama, classics, and comedy. But I’ve found that the one best seller that I read over and over again is the one the Guinness Book of Records claims has sold over 5 billion copies—the Bible. It’s a book of history, tragedy, prophecy, instruction and wisdom. While other books may challenge my intellect or my imagination, the Bible challenges who I am, why I’m here, and what I should be. And it never goes out of date or needs revision.

Requiem

The Lord will come from heaven with a command, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trumpet [call] of God. First, the dead who believed in Christ will come back to life. (I Thessalonians 4:16)

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My family recently suffered the loss of one of last of her generation.  There are 2 other sisters and then the elder of the family will be me.  That’s a sad and frightening thought.  My wife and I no longer are the “kids” in the family–though we sometimes still act like we are.  We recently held our annual water fight in memory of my mother-in-law.  As she always does, my wife, Betty, started things off by coming out in a costume.  This year she was Chuck, the Angry Bird.  With the temperatures in the 90’s, everyone had a great time getting soaked.  That included brothers, sisters, cousins, nieces, nephews, grand-nieces, grand-nephews and so on.  In this way, we always remember her mom with joy and thanksgiving.

The death of a loved is never easy.  It leaves an emptiness inside each of us that we feel will never go away.  And with the passing of each older relative, my wife and I relive the passing of those closest to us–mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers.  And with each passing, we all question where they are now.  My aunt’s mother always believed that this life was all there was.  Once you died, there was nothing else.  Her children never accepted that and truly believed that there was a better place to go to.  And they lived their lives accordingly.  As did my aunt.  When my time comes, she will be one of many waiting for me on the other side.

So, in remembrance of her, and thinking of our family, here’s a repost from Facebook:

Requiem

There’s a hole in my heart.

She was my aunt and so much more,
A sister, daughter, wife.
A mother and a grandmother–
She was so full of life.

Her final days went by so fast,
We hardly saw them pass.
A type of peace shone from her face,
And then she breathed her last.

As each one said our last goodbyes,
And as we shed our tears,
She now is in a better place
Away from all her fears.

No longer will she fill our lives
With all she had to give.
The love and joy she shared with us;
Hers was a life well lived.

From dust she will return to dust
And yet she will live on.
The memories we’ll always have;
She never will be gone

         There’s still a hole in my heart.  But now it’s being filled with memories and with hope for tomorrow.

 

Let it snow

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Different storm, yet a reminder

 

“He directs the snow to fall on the earth (Job 37:6)

The year was 1978.  On January 21st, while forecasters were predicting rain, New England was hit with 21 inches of snow.  Power lines fell and roofs caved in at many locations.  So much for the accuracy of weather prediction at that time.  So when those same forecasters began to predict a big storm for February 6th, nobody paid much attention.  When a light snow began around 10:00, it simply created a peaceful covering of white.  Then the snow got heavier–up to 2″ per hour.  Schools and workers began to plan on going home early.  By the time the storm ended 36 hours later, it had left nearly 40″ of snow with power and phone lines down and roads impassable.  Many people were without heat.  People were stranded on highways.  Snow drifts covered people’s, front doors.  Traffic was limited to emergency vehicles as Gov. Mike Dukakis declared a state of emergency.  The disastrous storm left tragedy and destruction in its wake.  Yet, there were also stories of heroism and community assistance.  I can remember shoveling my was out my front door and looking down my street and seeing nothing but rounded mounds of white.  The only communication we had was by using the radio in our car.  My wife and I shoveled our way next door to my parents’ home to check on them.  They had a kerosene stove to stay warm, so they were alright.  Once the roads became passable, we went and checked on my wife’s mother.  She had no heat, so we took her to my wife’s sister’s home.  They had a wood stove, so we were in good shape until the storm ended.  It took days for the power to come back on and for all the roads to be cleared, but, by the grace of God, all those we held dear to our hearts were safe.  And New England had a story for the ages to share with the generations to come.