Hello all of you,
Been a few weeks since my last post. Been busy here at the Nutcracker Headquarters trying to get everything ready for next Christmas's ride. However. I would like as we do each year beginning with January is to take each month with a dicsussion topic that we find interesting and write a little about it.
Today we are talking about the shooting in Arizona. Everyone's heard of it by now. We want to go back to speaking about what we consider is a society consumed with progress, speed and success. Normally Success wouldn't be a bad thing, except in this case, we feel that it's happening with the expense of your children and grandchildren's happiness. What make success? Alot money? Alot of stuff? Big house, nice new car? Nice clothes? How about the latest gadgets? Make you happy? Really? For how long? Until the next new car comes out on the market? Until you see another house bigger or fanicer than yours?Until you see a new how to do it yourself home show on the tube? What about the money? Does it ever really truly provide you inner peace of mind? Well statistics show other wise. Let's take a quick look at medical figures for 2010.
In 2008, Suicide was the 3rd leading cause of death for youth 15-24. It has risen since then.
Troubling numbers to say the least. Especially when the global average is a suicide attempt every 40 seconds.
But do you know what folks????He was one of the most miserable human beings I ever met. Inside and out. You know what he told me once? He said Joe, you know who I envy? I was like," No, who, your boss? The President of the company?" He shook his head...No Jimmy the janitor? I of course froze and then shook MY head. "What!" Jimmy?" I asked in amazement.
"Yeah, he gets to see his family every night, spend weekends with his son at the ballgame, go to see his dad and mom on the holidays and make a trip up to Canada Moose hunting once a year."
I went home that night and thought, you know..He's right. Jimmy made about 9.50 an hour, but he was a millionare. He had his family, his peace of mind, and his Lord Jesus whom he often spoke of to us from time to time. I thought so many times about that conversation. There stood a man, tall, handsome, successful, weathly, having about as large a house as a man could stand, all the toys and whistles once could enjoy. And yet, he was on the brink of losing his wife, his kids, toys never played with, heck he never had time..Home half lived in, a dining room never eat at. Three bathrooms to further isolate their family. All of it, one day he found totally rediculous. I'll never forget that day. He walked out of the office carrying a box filled with his desk stuff, and awards, plaques, and down to his fancy car he went. Behind him a string of startled and baffled executives, staff and employees, all with mouths open as wide as a mule who just ate a skunk. He went home, threw his stuff in the closet, kissed his wife for the first time in months, hugged his fifteen year old son, and twelve year old daughter for the first time in six weeks, and suddenly realized his daughter had gotten braces. His son he suddenly realized was much taller, and had outgrown his freckles. Then he looked at his wife of fifteen years, and grinned. Oh he was afraid, afraid of what he had just done. But slowly fear turned to relief, relief to satisfaction. He told her how much he loved her, and how he had been a fool for all these years, chasing millions when he had it right there in front of him the whole time. How he wanted to sell the house and move to Idaho where they'd always dreamed of moving. And they did. Of course the kids had a bit of angry words about dad's mental lapse, but soon, they had discovered a life worth living, He took a simple job working at a local call center, home weekends and every night by five. They played board games, and took long walks, went to the national parks and fishing trips on Saturday. At that point, he realized what so many people forget. That when we lose outselves, when we replace our own inner peace with something else, we will never truly be happy until we get it back. If that means less money so be it. If it means cutting down on the technology, So what! Does it really matter who's the richest or most famous, or best looking? Does it really matter if your car is a BMW or a Lexus or a Lamborgini and mine is a toyota, or a kia? What wasa car designed to do in the first place? What did Henry Ford build his trucks to do? Last time I checked they were for driving one to and from a location? No folks it was people who began filling other people with a load of nonsense that to drive one model versus another makes them a lesser being! Total Christmas poo!! I am no more lesser of a person with my kia, than Tom Sunshine is with his Lexus. More over, I am not any lesser of a person because I live in a mobile home, versus someone else living in a three story mansion in the burbs. People...people...listen to me...listen good. Unless we begin to change out mindset and start realizing what is truly important, family, our souls, our pease of mind, our simplicity, this world is in for a large bucket of hurt. We here at Nutcracker Headquarters have found that inner peace of mind. We develped this website to spread this ideology to others who will read it. Some will read it and laugh, others will read it and scoff, others will just ignore it. But that one person who reads it and takes it to heart. That person stressed at work, stressed at home, tired, alone and fearful..well it's all be worth it.