Friday, come and gone.
I got my new keyboard today! Woohoo! Now all that remains is for my new monitor to arrive, and to get my (hopefully) fixed computer back from Vye, and my plot to take over the world will be complete! MUAHAHAHA!!!!!
I figured out how to arrange my office to accommodate the new computer equipment without ditching any of the old equipment, so that's cool. Ah, sometimes it's the little things that make us most happy...
Took wifey "out to eat" tonight. Actually, she doesn't like to cook, so really, we eat out quite often, but tonight it was actually a sit-down, get-waited-upon restaurant. Good grub.
Other than that, the typical mix of work, play and websurfin'. Gonna power down early tonight and read a book, methinks.
What can I say? Life is good. Every time I eat my fill at a meal, I think of the verse that says "woe to those that are full now, for you shall hunger." I've never known real hunger - all I have to do is read or watch something about the Holocaust to realize that. I certainly find my share of things to complain about, but honestly, my life is a walk in the park compared not only to people trying to survive the holocaust, but also (likely) the majority of people that have lived up to and beyond today.
Every time I adjust the water temperature in the shower so that it's a *little bit* warmer, I picture people that have nothing right now, who would love to be able to safely take a shower in *any* temperature water, or to even maybe drink some of that water. I live like a king. And it makes me think my time is coming, when I will know pain, and hunger, and cold, and suffering, and loss. I mean, really know them. Then I'll look back on these great days and laugh at what a fool I was for not realizing how good I had it, safe and warm in a nice house, with my wife and kids around me, sleeping well at night.
Kind of puts the credit card bills and marital friction into perspective.
So, yeah, I type this on my new keyboard, and yes, I spent $55 on it, and yes someday I'll likely go "what the heck was I thinking spending that kind of dough on a friggin' keyboard?" but for now, I try to look at it like God is choosing to bless me at this moment, and I am trying to rejoice in it, and hold it all in an open hand.
It makes me ponder (yet again) what life is supposed to be. Is life supposed to be hard? One long struggle to survive as circumstances repeatedly kick me in the teeth? Or is life supposed to be enjoyed, taking full advantage of the good times as the come? If it's supposed to be hard so that we are sober and alert and able to hear God's voice when it matters most, am I taking myself out of the game by trying to enjoy life? Or if life is supposed to be full of fun and rejoicing, am I taking myself out of the game by trying to deny myself as much as possible, believing it's sin to laugh and love and play?
I assume the answer involes the word "balance" somehow, and is not quite black and white. Still, I do often feel waves of guilt wash over me at times that others seem to have a hard go of it, while I go about my soft daily routine - and then complain about it!
My only hope is that someday, I'll mature.
Now if you'll pardon me, I need to make the water just a *tad* warmer....