Every night the dog clings near. Next to me she begs my love. She cuddles and smiles and loves me most.
I sip the drink and look for sleep while stroking her soft fur.
The cold of the ice the burn of the drink the love of the dog they bring me Peace.
Should I find a safer way, a better day, another way?
But joy awaits with the dog, and the whiskey and me
Here I am sitting in my front yard on a beautiful Sunday evening. The cat is on my lap, my dog is sniffing around and the birds are backed up by the tree frogs and occasional car passing in the distance. Summertime symphony at it’s best.
It is a time of quite contemplation and reflection. Taking in the joys of not having to do anything, and for me those times are few and far between. Oh there are things I could do. Possibly more productive than sitting on a bench in the front yard with a cat in my lap, although that is far preferable to him trying to sit on my shoulder. Or head.
The evening brings peace, something I realise I have been struggling with of late. It has been a wonderful weekend. I have spent time with friends, time with my church family, time in quite. Heck I even took a nap.
As wonderful as this is , as with all good things, it must come to an end. My leg is asleep and the dog want to play. It was cold while it lasted.
Recently I decided to take a break from facebook. No need to go into it here, suffice to say I realized I was focusing on the wrong things. So after a nearly two year break from WordPress, I am back. I can tell you are relieved. I am not entirely sure what this is going to be, other than I plan to be more thoughtful and focus on more positive stuff. I think this is still set up to share on facebook so if you are reading this there I am here lol, so comments posted there for the foreseeable future at least will not be seen by me. And possibly comments made here will be ignored by me. I hope you enjoy the things I write or the images I share. I hope you find joy in what I share and I hope you are uplifted.
Judo for love
I belong to, what I believe, is a pretty special little group. We have a judo club that runs out of our Church. That, in and of itself, is not so different than lots of clubs. Ours is also a ministry, again probably not as far out of the norm as you might think. However, we do things a little differently than most Judo clubs today. Our goal is not to be top ranked competitors, we don’t strive for medals or trophies, we look back at the original idea that Judo is about being a better person.
The idea has its roots in our Sensei corps. From our lead Sensei, and the Sensei that partnered with him to start this club all the way down to the youngest Tiger in our kids program. It is not about becoming the next Gold medal champ, it is about growing closer to each other and our Judo family. It is about encouraging each other to be the best we can be, human being that is, not just Judo player.
We also strive to grow closer to God, to really use our time together in Judo/Jujitsu training to grow personally and spiritually. I think it is no coincidence, although not necessarily intended this way, that we are connected with a Methodist Church. One of the things John Wesley was very big on was the idea of intentional spiritual development. He was a very disciplined man in his prayer and study of Scripture. I think those ideas also lend themselves well to our type of Judo, which I like to call Judo for love.
Judo for love is not just recreational Judo, nor is it Judo for exercise, although you get both. It is an extra avenue to reach into ourselves and learn to push ourselves to new places physically, mentally and spiritually. Judo for love was difficult for me at first. Ironically since I had taken other forms of martial arts throughout my life I missed the ministry aspect of the program. It took me some time to understand why we spent time sitting around talking about stuff with the kids and young adults in the club; I wanted to learn techniques, throws, chokes, work up a sweat, normal martial arts stuff. Let’s be honest I wanted that next belt, I wanted to set the goal and progress toward it at all costs.
And then I got it, I can’t say exactly when the ah-ha moment was, all I can say is it hit me and changed everything about what I thought I knew. As I have seen teenagers bare their deepest hurts to each other and the adults in the club I have seen heroes. As I have seen kids grow closer to God I have seen miracles, family’s coming closer together and strangers becoming family.
And then I understood Judo for love. I am not trying to say Judo is not an amazing sport, it is. And I am not trying to say that those who are perusing Judo as an athletic endeavor are wrong, they are not, and actually many of them are quite amazing and inspiring. But let’s face it we are not all going to compete, but we can get so much from Judo, and each other, when it becomes a cornerstone of our lives and our faith, and our family.
We live in a world with a lot of problems, can Judo change them all? No. Can it make us more able to handle the things the world throws at us? Absolutely. Can it make us better people? That is truly the ultimate goal. When I let go of what I thought Judo was and embraced what this ministry is I stopped caring about belts or even worrying about working up a sweat and getting my work out in. I even stopped worrying about winning in Randori (well as much anyway). And since that moment I have been inspired, I have understood it all better and I have grown in ways no belt of any color could ever show.
So for my family at CCUMC Judo club when someone asks you what kind of Judo you practice the easy answer is Judo for love, and that my friends will open the conversation to share the message and the ministry of what and who we are.
Funny thing about this little blog is when I sat down to write it I called it judo for life, I realized in the process of writing it I was wrong, it is much bigger than Judo for life, it is Judo for love. And I have grown some more.
So Monster Hunter Nemesis made the next round for best horror novel of 2014. You can go vote here:
I’m only up against Anne Rice, Richard Kadrey, Dean Koontz, Jonathan Maberry, James Rollins, John Connolly, Scott Sigler, Charles Stross, and Lauren Beukes, so this should totally be in the bag. 🙂
This guy I do not like, he pops his head up every now and then just irritate those around him. He really gets on my nerves, his anger is so hot he just can’t let it go, he is unreasonable, he is mean, he is just one unhappy individual. And I tell him he has no reason to be this way. His life aint bad, it is a heck of a lot better than many others. He has a wife, great kids, and a roof over his head. But he just wants to focus on what is wrong, why everything aint perfect, why he doesn’t have more, why he is not more successful, doesn’t have more money. It seems like no matter what he does he never feels like it is enough.
It is a really good thing I do not spend that much time looking in the mirror or I might see him even more often than I do.