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As you most likely know, the great innovator Steve Jobs died this week. This is a great loss to the tech world, and us Mac lovers are sad to see him go. He was a great man and meant a lot to his company and the tech world.
But I read something tonight that made me stop and think. He was a very private man - he didn't do much talking about himself or his family - but he had a biographer. The reported reason? So that his kids could know him, and understand why he "wasn't there for them". This made me stop and look at my wife and my wonderful son sleeping in the recliner next to me. I keep thinking of the Sanctus Real sing "Lead Me", and I think about how many things pull at me on a daily basis, trying to take my focus off my family. Work, education, the yard and jome remodeling, the job, the stress of life and decisions to make, and selfishness. I think about Mr Jobs. He meant so much to so many, yet he apparently forsook the one thing that really mattered.
In the article I read, when he was asked if he was happy he had children, he stated it was 10,000 times better than anything he ever did. That, my friend, sent a real shockwave through me. Am I doing anything greater than Steve Jobs did in terms of changing technology and creating great companies? No. But, according to him, I am doing something greater than Pixar and Apple. I am enjoying my time with my son, and playing an active role in his life.
"Lead Me", by Sanctus Real:
I look around and see my wonderful life Almost perfect from the outside In picture frames, I see my beautiful wife Always smiling, but on the inside
Oh, I can hear her saying
Lead me with strong hands Stand up when I can't Don't leave me hungry for love Chasing dreams, but what about us?
Show me you're willing to fight That I'm still the love of your life I know we call this our home But I still feel alone
I see their faces, look in their innocent eyes They're just children from the outside I'm working hard, I tell myself they'll be fine They're independent, but on the inside
Oh, I can hear them saying
Lead me with strong hands Stand up when I can't Don't leave me hungry for love Chasing dreams, what about us?
Show me you're willing to fight That I'm still the love of your life I know we call this our home But I still feel alone
So Father, give me the strength To be everything I'm called to be Oh Father, show me the way To lead them
Won't You lead me?
To lead them with strong hands To stand up when they can't Don't want to leave them hungry for love Chasing things that I could give up
I'll show them I'm willing to fight And give them the best of my life So we can call this our home Lead me 'cause I can't do this alone
Father, lead me 'cause I can't do this alone
Jeff Dickson
But I read something tonight that made me stop and think. He was a very private man - he didn't do much talking about himself or his family - but he had a biographer. The reported reason? So that his kids could know him, and understand why he "wasn't there for them". This made me stop and look at my wife and my wonderful son sleeping in the recliner next to me. I keep thinking of the Sanctus Real sing "Lead Me", and I think about how many things pull at me on a daily basis, trying to take my focus off my family. Work, education, the yard and jome remodeling, the job, the stress of life and decisions to make, and selfishness. I think about Mr Jobs. He meant so much to so many, yet he apparently forsook the one thing that really mattered.
In the article I read, when he was asked if he was happy he had children, he stated it was 10,000 times better than anything he ever did. That, my friend, sent a real shockwave through me. Am I doing anything greater than Steve Jobs did in terms of changing technology and creating great companies? No. But, according to him, I am doing something greater than Pixar and Apple. I am enjoying my time with my son, and playing an active role in his life.
"Lead Me", by Sanctus Real:
I look around and see my wonderful life Almost perfect from the outside In picture frames, I see my beautiful wife Always smiling, but on the inside
Oh, I can hear her saying
Lead me with strong hands Stand up when I can't Don't leave me hungry for love Chasing dreams, but what about us?
Show me you're willing to fight That I'm still the love of your life I know we call this our home But I still feel alone
I see their faces, look in their innocent eyes They're just children from the outside I'm working hard, I tell myself they'll be fine They're independent, but on the inside
Oh, I can hear them saying
Lead me with strong hands Stand up when I can't Don't leave me hungry for love Chasing dreams, what about us?
Show me you're willing to fight That I'm still the love of your life I know we call this our home But I still feel alone
So Father, give me the strength To be everything I'm called to be Oh Father, show me the way To lead them
Won't You lead me?
To lead them with strong hands To stand up when they can't Don't want to leave them hungry for love Chasing things that I could give up
I'll show them I'm willing to fight And give them the best of my life So we can call this our home Lead me 'cause I can't do this alone
Father, lead me 'cause I can't do this alone
Jeff Dickson
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Grammer
Our little Texan. How many other nationalities do you know can make "there" a 2 syllable word? "Mommy, Raleigh right 'thay-er".
Other "Keltanese" words: nake (snake), treeee (three), nooby nack (scooby snack), nack (snack), "no, my do it" (no, i do it), Teltan (Keltan), mypi face (smile face - don't know, but he has been saying this way for months now).
Jeff Dickson
Other "Keltanese" words: nake (snake), treeee (three), nooby nack (scooby snack), nack (snack), "no, my do it" (no, i do it), Teltan (Keltan), mypi face (smile face - don't know, but he has been saying this way for months now).
Jeff Dickson
In other news, he counts to 30 pretty well, skipping 13 and 15, and calling 21 'twenty twelve'. He has his ABC's down oat, save for 'L'.
Jeff Dickson
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