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Vision to Victory

Vision, as it turns out, is much more than we may have thought. 

When I was a teenager, one of the past times my Dad loved and in which he involved us was Elk Hunting.  I can’t kill the majestic creatures anymore, but I don’t fault or judge the harvest to those who waste not and have the need.  We had a little camper trailer, and I remember the night before the big hunt, high in the Rocky Mountains in a place called Black Butte, Dad would conjecture about where the elk would be “waiting for us” the next morn.  As a young boy, I marveled at his almost prophetic vision.  It was like “be the elk”…so intense was his passion we all believed.

The next morning at about 4 am the mountain silence was startled out of a deep sleep.  My Dad had turned on the “light plant” (generator for those who don’t get it), and then came the smell of bacon and toast… time to rise to the morning darkness.  For all the plans and vision he had dreamed, one would think that finding an elk would be the most remote of possibilities.  After a hearty breakfast we piled into the cab of the ford 4-wheel drive and drove in the moonlight- on roads almost impassable- to where the elk would be.  Sitting in the darkness, we only whispered so as not to startle the awaiting harvest.  Surely they were used to the lighthouse a couple of miles away and echoing down the canyon!  Dad cracked the door open and I went with him, feeling our way through pines and sage brush to who knows where.  Still pitch black, we huddled in the cold; sitting in silence for when the sun arose and we would find ourselves in the center of 200 elk.  Then it happened, just as the sunrise kissed the first light across the pine tops, still very dark and in a light fog, the ground started to move.  I thought it was an earthquake- the sound of cracking brush and heaving snorts, and large dark shadows with horns pounding almost over the top of us.  Dad’s vision was absolutely right.  The timing of the herd running over the top of us was not good as it was too dark to shoot, but nevertheless, his vision was right on.

I pondered that experience and it occurred to me that vision has some elements of required senses to realize the vision and make it reality.  Vision is planned for.  Vision is felt deep inside.  The preparation of vision requires thinking beyond the moment, and seeing (in your mind) what is not only a dream, but a possibility.  Doing is the most important part.  Travel along the road, even if it seems like you are in total darkness, and then it happens.  You see it emerging from the fog.  You feel it deeply.  Then you are in the midst of living what was once only a visionary quest.

It happened also to Florence Chadwick, who was the first female to swim the English Channel.  She attempted to swim from the shores of California to Catalina, a 21 mile length.  In 48 degree water, and in a thick fog, she could only see the hand of her father in a boat beckoning her on.  Finally, when she was about to give up, her father pointed toward the west, and peeking beyond the fog was the shoreline.  Raising her head with renewed determination she reached the shore, having realized a vision of success, through determined perseverance.

So it is with Vision.  First it requires a dream… followed by a plan of action (putting yourself on the road to victory)… then determination… perhaps a little divine providence wouldn’t hurt… and finally on to victory.  Vision to victory- that is our daily quest!  I didn’t realize until recently that my Dad taught me that.

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Posted by on April 29, 2010 in Uncategorized


Gone With a Whimper

Recently I read an article from the English version of a Russian newspaper, PRAVDA, which documented how American Capitalism was “gone with a whimper.”    It went on to say that “the American descent into Marxism is happening with breathtaking speed.”

I got pondering some history, and reflected upon a group of “believers” whose freedoms were being crushed and taken away- presumably, they thought, “without a fight.”  The story goes that the people were being given flattering words; and commented also on how the people, being slowly lured away from their foundational values, were quick to forget these value.

Enter into the story a leader in the group of those people who were being lulled to sleep, who said essentially, “enough is enough.”  In this story there emerged a great leader.   Let me quote now the verse of awakening:

captain-moroni“….he rent his coat; and he took a piece thereof, and wrote upon it- In memory of our God, our religion, our freedom, and our peace, our wives, and our children- he fastened it upon a pole.  And he fastened on his head-plate, and girded on his armor about his loins; and he took the pole, that had on the end thereon his rent coat (and he called it the title of liberty).  …he went forth among the people, waving the rent coat part of his garment in the air, that all might see the writing which he had written upon the rent part, and crying with a loud voice, saying… whosoever will maintain this title upon the land, let them come forth.”

In other words, the people had reached a point of decision, and it was time to stand and defend their freedoms- whatever the cost.

To my friends from foreign lands who also read my blog, I want to declare that the people of America will not go down (to Marxism) with only a whimper.  There is a swell of faith and hope in the foundational values on which our country was built, and without raising weapons, the country whose founders established a constitution for the people and by the people, will raise their own titles of liberty and defend and preserve the values that made this country great.

I realize that on a “company” blog, I should not get into politics or religion, but I believe our capitalistic society and the rights of all people in this land to launch their great ideas and live the dream, can and must be preserved.  It is called LIBERTY, and is worth a fight to the last breath.

The closing line of the news article said, “The proud American will go down into his slavery without a fight, beating his chest, and proclaiming to the world, how free he really is.  The world will only snicker.”

In my March 2009 blog I wrote:

“If the government leaves well enough alone with the free market system (capitalism for a better word) the markets will take care of themselves.  There will always be a company or idea that will take the place of failing policies and poorly run businesses. ”

Wherever you are in the world, in the United States of America, or in a foreign land, the truth is, the “Title of Liberty” is being raised again.  We may beat our chest, but we are not sitting patsy to watch the sacrifices of our fathers be in vein.

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Posted by on April 15, 2010 in Uncategorized