13 Decempber 2k2

My tanka poem about an empty can of Coke, a binder clip, a packet of Taco Bell hot sauce, chocolate chip cookie, and a ball-point pen:

empty, unfulfilled
not enough to go around
of little substance
untapped potential of dreams
subtle as life often seems

So, i spent about four hours team-building with my co-workers the other day . . .
apparently discussing personality types and differences . . .
and all i got out of it was that little poem . . .
well, i guess that's not all i got out of it . . .
but it seems that way . . .
one thing that strikes me odd . . .
a characteristic of my personality-type . . .
is a lack of patience for things that don't further the progress of the task at hand . . .
since the leader of this meeting, knows this . . .
i think i should have been exempted from this meeting . . .
of course, i wasn't and i was very much non-participatory . . .
anyway . . .
busy busy busy . . .


11 Decempber 2k2

so, as i sit here in another pointless meeting . . .
i figured i would try to at least be somewhat productive . . .
one interesting thing about this particular meeting . . .
is that we are discussing personality types . . .
according to Jung, Myers, and Briggs (apparently experts in the field). . .
i am a "mastermind" (INTJ typology) . . .
parts of the detailed description are pretty interesting . . .
ANYWAY . . .


as the levels of snow and ice on the ground have increased . . .
i have noticed something interesting . . .
whenever it snow or some other dangerous substance accumulates on the roadways . . .
the state sends out a fleet of plows . . .
these plows serve the one and only purpose of making the roadways safer . . .
now, as i drive into work, i realize also that plows are slow-moving vehicles . . .
i notice this partly because i closed in on one quickly . . .
but also by the large amounts of cars passing the plow . . .
which is interesting in that it seems to be more acceptable . . .
to slip and slide over unsafe terrain . . .
then to drive slower over cleared, safe terrain . . .
impatience seems to win out over patience . . .
we live in a high risk society . . .
so, how this relates to more important things in life . . .
i realized that many times in life i am running ahead of or along side of . . .
the snow plow of the Holy Spirit that makes my way safe and correct. . .
"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet" . . .
or, in this case, "Thy word is a snowplow unto my path" . . .
well, i won't tell you if i passed the plow or not but . . .
that's not the point of this entry . . .


5 Decempber 2k2

woah baby! . . . something tells me i've been away too long . . .
maybe it's day after day of empty pages . . .
maybe it's the wear and tear of unreleased thought . . .
maybe . . .


so, i read something the other day in the Bible that i've read hundreds of times before . . .
in the vicinity of Phillipians 3 . . .
where Paul says "I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord" . . .
i never really thought too much about this particular verse in the past but for whatever reason i did the other day . . .
realizing that Paul was an extremely competitive person . . .
very familiar with sporting events and other competitions . . .
ie. run the race as if to win the prize . . .
he obviously must've hated losing, as most competitors do . . .
but, also he was successful at pretty much everything he did in his life . . .
he was a respected religious leader . . .
very wise and well versed in customs and traditions . . .
a smart, bright young man . . .
and then he realized that all the worldy status and wealth and power and respect . . .
though it is "winning" here on earth . . .
it is second place in eternity . . .
and second place is a loss, not a win .. .
maybe that doesn't mean anything, but i thought it was kinda neat . . .