The View

This school year is almost over. Next week you will take tests to show how much you have learned, the juniors will accompany the seniors as they graduate, and summer vacation will begin.

Did you reach the goals that you set for yourself last summer? Did you do your best to learn as much as possible? Did you use your time and talents well so that all of your work was completed and on time?

What will you do with the ten weeks of summer? When the summer ends, will you be a better person? Will you have knowledge, skills and attitudes that that are better than the ones you have today?

Let me suggest two summer activities that can change your world.

1. Read. Books. Get a library card and read as many books as you can. Keep a list of the books you read. Maybe keep a journal and write notes as you read the books. Write about ideas that you agree with, ideas you disagree with, ideas that make you notice your own thanking and behavior. The summer I was 13 I read over 100 books.

Read one of the books written by Norman Vincent Peale: The Power of Positive Thinking or You Can if You Think You Can. Either of these books can change your thinking, which will change your future. I would appreciate it if you would email me to let me know what books you read: eldon.roberts@gmail.com

2. Admit the subject in school that you don’t like and in which don’t do well. Take a textbook home for that subject or go on the Internet and search for a tutorial site that teaches about the subject. Develop a schedule for yourself so that every day for at least 30 minutes you read and work on that subject.

Use the main ideas from the Norman Vincent Peale book that you are reading. Change the way you talk to yourself about the subject, using the ideas from The Power of Positive Thinking or You Can if You Think You Can.

Better still, find a student in a grade lower than yours and arrange to tutor that student in the subject that you don’t like.

Two important characteristics of the people who will be recognized in the future as successful: 1) they read to learn; 2) they help others with what they know. You can be one of those successful people, not just in the future, but right now.

Most teachers at one time or another have said or thought, “I work so hard at trying to get my students motivated. Some respond, but so many don’t. They just seem to want to get by—if that much. I try to encourage them. I’m their biggest cheerleader! But I get so tired. I feel like I’m pushing a rope with many of my students. Why can’t my students want to achieve instead of having to be pushed into doing the work?”

Before learning can happen, the student must make the decision to intend to learn. “This is important! I will learn this!” Unless the student makes the decision to learn, the teacher’s work is a lot like trying to push a rope. Ropes don’t push very well. It’s difficult – almost impossible! – to push a rope. It doesn’t go where you want it to go, if it goes at all.

When students reach the fifth or sixth grade, they often begin asking, “Why do I need to learn this?” And for many students, since the answer is quite abstract, they don’t understand the answer, and decide, “It’s not important enough for me to put in the effort to learn. Besides, it’s easier and more fun to do nothing.”

Unfortunately, by the time the students spend a couple of years with this approach to school, they have not created the foundation for learning and doing the work that is required in the seventh and eighth grades, so they really can’t do the work unless they make up the work they missed – and that’s hard work. Besides, the habits they formed for two years are really difficult to change.

If you’re still reading, and if you recognize yourself in this story, there’s hope. You can make up for the missed work. You can change yourself. It’s no longer the teachers’ responsibility, though. It is your responsibility. You have to change yourself.

Things to change: the music you listen to; the TV you watch; the games you play; the friends you hang out with. Use music and TV and games and friends to create a new you. Read. Get a library card, check out a book or two, and read. Turn off the music and the TV, and read.

If you will do these things, in one month you will be a new person. In one month you can read at least four books. Talk with a teacher, a parent, or the librarian. Tell him what your plan is and ask for book titles to read. Ask about music to listen to. The first two weeks will be the hardest, but you can do it. You have the potential, but effort is required for the potential to become who you really are.

I could-a (could have) scored more points if… We could-a won if… I could-a gotten an A if… I could-a done better (than I did) if only (something out of my control) hadn’t interfered.
Hope. Oh, how we hope for the future! No matter what may happen today, tomorrow we will win the lottery, even if we didn’t buy a ticket.
Hope springs eternal. The sun will come out tomorrow. Tomorrow’s another day. Just wait until next time. We have lots of euphemisms that help us face the disappointments of today and point us to the future, which, we tend to believe, will be better. Optimism is an important ingredient in life.
Because of sin life is sprinkled with sorrow that is out of our control. Yet, there are many things about the future that is in our control. Especially for students, it is important to recognize that in many ways the future is not out of your control. The future is bright, full of promise, to those who spend today in preparation for the opportunities that will come to you in your tomorrows.
Success is the result of opportunity meeting preparation.
Three things I can guarantee will prepare you now, for today’s opportunities, and will also prepare you for future opportunities: Commitment to God, Time-management skills, and Learning skills.
Today is the time for you to prepare. Everything that you are asked to learn and do in your classes, from Kindergarten through College, is preparation for opportunities. You don’t know what opportunities will be placed in front of you.
It’s true that your teachers don’t know exactly what opportunities you will encounter, either. But, your teachers have been through the experiences you are currently working through. And, equally important, they have experience beyond college. Your teachers are prepared to guide you in your learning because they have experienced opportunity and preparation meeting; they have also experienced opportunity meeting lack of preparation. By listening and learning from them you can avoid some of the disappointments and problems they have had, and you can have successes even greater than they have had.
Some people spend their lives saying “Could-a”. But it’s only an excuse intended to make the speaker feel better about his or her performance that didn’t match potential. Don’t be that person.

For forty days Goliath mocked the Israelite soldiers. He wore a suit of armor that weighed more than the average man could pick up. He didn’t have to know how to fight, he could just step on you, or fall on top of you, and squash you like a bug. But he did know how to fight; he was a trained warrior.

His voice was as big as he was tall. He stood across the valley and shouted for hours on end, ridiculing and mocking and taunting and making the men feel like helpless little boys. There was no escape from his voice. In the camp in their tents, during the night when they tried to sleep, while they ate, no matter where they went or what they did, Goliath’s voice reminded them of their hopeless situation. Consider it: you against Maximus Prime.

Along came an untrained brother who had been sent by his father to “see how the battle goes.” Soon after David found his brothers in their tents, Goliath came out of his to begin his show. After one sentence, in which Goliath ridiculed God, David was ready to fight. He turned to his brothers and the group of soldiers near him and said, “That’s not right. That philistine is making fun of God. What are you going to do about it?”

David’s focus was not on himself or even the Israelite army. David could not bear the thought that someone was saying bad things about God. David’s focus was on God – on defending God against the accusations being made and the insults being shouted for all to hear.

You know the story. Saul, the king, had informed the soldiers that he was to be notified as soon as anyone was ready to do battle with Goliath. David, in his youthful innocence and naiveté boldly stated that he would fight this giant in order to show the world the truth about God. Soldier’s armor was placed on him; soldier’s weapons were provided him; soldier’s battle plans were drawn out in the sand for him.

But, David picked up his sling and ran forward to the streambed that lay between the two armies. Many stones of the right size and shape, smoothed by the rushing waters as in a stone polisher, lay in the stream. David selected five stones for his mission. Four of them he placed in his leather bag that hung from his belt. The fifth one went into his sling. Then he bounded across the stream toward Goliath.

Goliath was shocked. “You send a puppy out for me to play with?” he roared. David watched his enemy carefully. He saw the giant throw down his shield and push his protective helmet back so that he could better see this teenager who was coming toward him. It was then that David prayed out loud as a warning to the enemy and as a reminder to the Israelite soldiers, watching and listening as they cowered in their tents behind him.

“My God, the One you have been blaspheming, the One you have been lying about, will today deliver you into my hands so that all may know God is the One who saves.”
One stone, carefully guided to the right place brought honor to God. He had four more ready, in case other giants ran to Goliath’s rescue. But one did the job.

The stones had been there all the time. The stones were in the reach of the rest of the Israelite soldiers all the time. They had complained “these dumb stones are difficult to walk on in sandals” “it takes too long to fill my water bottle with these stone in the way”; they had thrown the stones at nothing, at birds, at rocks. But the attitude and focus of the soldiers was – the stones were a nuisance. The stones made their lives more difficult. The stones had no value in their lives right then.

But David had a different focus and a different attitude from the soldiers who were too afraid to do anything. David’s focus was on God and Honoring Him; his attitude was “I will use the skills that I have to stand up and stand out for God.”

We all have skills. You don’t need my skills in order to stand up for God, just as David didn’t need the tools that the king offered him for the fight. The shield and sword and armor were Saul’s, not David’s. David needed to use his own skills, focus on honoring God, and show by his actions his confidence that God will save.

Five stones. It’s good to have more than one. When your teachers and parents are offering you the opportunities to learn, to develop skills, don’t short-change yourself. Don’t be content with one stone. You may not be naturally good in math or history or science, but pick up those stones and place them in your tool bag. God never asks you to acquire a skill for which He doesn’t have a task that it will enable you to complete for Him.

You can choose not to take on learning the skill, but in doing so, you will be less useful to God than you have the potential to be. Someone else will be called on to complete the mission, it just won’t be you. Just like the Israelite soldiers who were trained to fight for God’s honor. They chose not to accept the mission. God provided someone else After David killed Goliath, I can imagine that there were numerous soldiers who said to each other, “That was easy. I could have done that.”

The difference was in the focus and the attitude “All of my skills and talents are to be used to honor God.” The other soldiers did not know God well enough to have confidence in His ability and willingness to deliver – they weren’t really sure that God Saves. They were worried about losing the battle with the giant. They were worried about the possibility of shame and defeat. They were focused on themselves. Can any normal soldier compete against such an enemy? My dagger against that giant’s sword? My spear against the tree-spear that Goliath carries? Their focus was on self; their attitude was “I can ignore the insults to God . If He isn’t going to send lightning to strike that giant, why should I risk my life?

We all face giants every day. Sometimes I think it would be easier if the giants were flesh and blood like Goliath. But often the giants can’t be seen. They are real, but we have gotten pretty good at hiding in our tents and pretending they will go away if we ignore them.

What giants are you facing today? Finances? Addiction? A life-style? A schedule that is too busy so you don’t think you have time to get to know God? Rebellion? Maybe you think your parents are too strict. Maybe you think the church has too many rules that just don’t make sense to you. Maybe you think God is too strict. Doubt – does God really care? You just want to be left alone so you can do what you want to do.

Where do I begin the battle? What weapons do I have to fight with? We begin with Trust that He cares. We begin with faith that He saves. That’s all He asks of us: begin with a small stone. Like that small stone in the riverbed was waiting, He is waiting for you to pick Him up and be delivered.

It was just a small stone that David used to honor God. To everyone is given a measure of faith. If you are looking for a small stone that you can pick up, here’s the most powerful one I know: Jesus loves you. There is nothing you can do to make Him love you any more; there is nothing you can do to make Him love you any less.

Jesus loves me. Say it with me, Jesus loves me. Do you mean it? Do you know it to be true? It is the truest statement that can be made.

Years after defeating Goliath David wrote, “The LORD is my Rock, my fortress and my Deliverer. My God is my rock in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.” (Psalm 18) The small stone had grown into a Rock.

Jesus loves me is your defense against the Goliaths that you and I face in our lives right now and into every tomorrow. It is our fortress, which Satan cannot enter.

My grandson is 2 years old. When I put him up on the second step on our stairs and hold out my arms to him and encourage him to jump, he doesn’t look down to see how far it is to the floor. He looks right in my eyes. He doesn’t say, “No. Papa, I’ll get hurt if you drop me.” He laughs, he giggles, then he jumps. He knows, he has experienced, that Papa cares, Papa is safe, and Papa will catch him.

Focus and attitude: Stand up and stand out for God’s honor.

God holds out His arms to you today. Don’t look down; don’t worry that you might fall, that you might get hurt, that your friends might make fun of you. Look into His eyes, look at the scars in His hands. Know this: God cares; God is safe; God is the One who saves from all giants, even the ones that you face today.

Stand up and stand out for God’s honor.

At the supper table that evening Bob’s dad said, “Thanks, Bob, for getting the broccoli planted. It looks good.”

Bob forced a smile and said, “You’re welcome.” Then he quickly filled his mouth with spaghetti so no one would expect him to talk any more.

Two weeks went by. Bob was busy with school, Pathfinders, and friends. He had completely forgotten about the garden work that he had done. The days were beautiful and warm. Bob was with his friends as much as possible.

One evening when Bob came in for supper, he noticed that Mom was in the kitchen still working on food, but Dad wasn’t in the kitchen with her. The car was in the driveway, so he must be home. “What’s for supper, Mom?” Bob called out as he grabbed his backpack to get out his books.

“Rice, gravy, choplets, and broccoli,” Mom answered.

Bob’s hand stopped moving. Hearing the word ‘broccoli’ made his mind connect to the planting chore of two weeks ago. He felt his face get warm, and knew his face was red. He was glad to be alone. But he knew he wasn’t alone. The history book in his hand did not have any information about the history he was thinking about. Quickly science became the focus of his thinking as he tried to remember how long it takes for seeds to germinate and begin to grow. Two weeks sounded about right. Dad should be noticing that the broccoli seeds had not germinated, that there were no small sprouts pushing up through the dirt. Bob rehearsed the speech he had practiced. “None of the seeds sprouted? That’s too bad. I’ll be glad to help you by re-planting as soon as you get some new seeds.” He listened to himself inside his mind as the words were rehearsed. “Boy! I’m good. I even believe myself.”

Bob heard Mom call “Supper!” out the back door. He put down his book, went to the bathroom, and washed his hands. “None of the seeds sprouted?” raced through his mind over and over.

At the table, after saying grace, after serving each plate, Dad said, “The broccoli seeds are all up.”

“None of the seeds…” Bob began. “Wait! What?” he blurted out as he looked at Dad.

“The broccoli seeds have sprouted and the shoots are above ground,” Dad repeated as he looked earnestly at Bob. “Do you want to tell me about it?”

Science class became very important to Bob all of a sudden. Of course the seeds would germinate and sprout! What had he been thinking? Bob knew exactly where they were growing, too.

Slowly Bob related the experience. His food wasn’t appetizing to him now, so it sat there on his plate. The broccoli florets seemed to look up at him accusingly.

“You will harvest the crop that you plant. You will reap what you sow.” Bob had planted two crops. Now he was reaping the harvest. It wasn’t a fun harvest.

Every time broccoli was served on Bob’s plate, he was reminded of the gardening principle that he had learned very well during the spring of 2010. There are always consequences for every choice, for every action. The consequence may be delayed, but it will come.

Bob got back on his knees, picked up the stick, placed it to the left of the second seed, then leaned back and picked up the packet. He looked at the picture on the front of the packet. He did like broccoli, and getting it fresh out of the garden made it even better. Then he looked toward the far end of the row, back at the broccoli picture, back at the end of the row. His hand felt for his phone, and with it resting there, he stopped and thought.

“I wonder if I can be through before Dad gets back from the store? Then I could be gone to Tony’s and wouldn’t have to answer any questions.”

Again he looked at the row. Every time it seemed that the row grew longer. And every time he got more frustrated with the task. He had heard the laughter and shouting in the background as he had talked with Tony moments before.

Slowly he reached into the packet, took out one more seed, then stopped his hand in mid-air and looked at that seed. It was so small. There must be a million of them in the packet, he thought. An idea was being created in his mind. He could be through in just a few minutes. He had it all figured out! He reached down, picked up the stick, got up off his knees and walked toward the end of the row.

Past the end a little ways Bob dug a hole. He dug it twice as deep as the furrow that Dad had prepared for the seeds. When he was satisfied with the depth, he picked up the packet, turned it upside down and dumped the seeds into this new hole. Quickly he covered it over, grabbed a branch off a bush close by and swept the ground with it to hide the evidence that a hole had ever been there.

Then he ran back to the other end, grabbed the hoe and quickly smoothed the dirt over the furrow so that it looked like the row was planted. “No one will ever know,” he thought. “When no plants come up in the row, Dad will think he got a bad batch of seeds, so he’ll go back to the farm store and get some more. Then I’ll volunteer to help re-plant the seeds, and he’ll be so happy he’ll probably give me a reward.”

Bob ran off toward Tony’s house. Soon his thoughts were completely occupied with Major League Baseball. Shouts, laughter and groans filled the room as the boys enjoyed the game.

Gardening, Part 1

It was Spring and Bob’s father was in the gardening mood. “Bob, I need some help in the garden,” Dad said when he saw Bob come out the front door.

“Aw, Dad, can’t it wait? All the guys are at Tony’s and I’m already late,” said Bob as he tried to continue walking down the sidewalk.

“No, Bob. This is more important. I have the ground ready for planting. I need these broccoli seeds planted. The furrow is all ready. Place the seeds 6 inches apart all the way to the end of the row. I have to go to the hardware store to get a part for the lawn mower. When you finish, you may go to Tony’s.”

Dad got into the car and drove away, leaving Bob holding the packet of broccoli seeds. “That’s not fair,” Bob said out loud. Then he walked toward the garden in the back of the house.

It was easy to find the row for broccoli. Dad was organized and careful with the garden. A sign on a stick was stuck in the ground at the end of the row. Bob looked up to see how long the row was. It seemed he could hardly see the other end of the row; it was going to take him a long time to get this job done.

But, he didn’t want to face father if he disobeyed. So, he got down on his knees, dug one seed out of the packet and dropped it into the furrow. He noticed a short stick lying on the ground, calculated the length of it, and decided, “It’s close enough to six inches for me.”

Then he placed the stick next to the seed he had just dropped, dug into the packet, took out another seed and dropped it at the other end of the stick.

Suddenly, his phone rang. His ring tone was “Take me out to the ball game”. That’s how important baseball was to him. He knew it was Tony without even looking. He put down the seed packet and answered the call. “I can’t come now. I have to plant this stupid broccoli, a whole row of it. The row is about 2 miles long,” he said as he looked at the end in the distance. “I may never get finished.”

“Well, hurry up! You’re on my team and I need your help to win the game!” Tony said with urgency in his voice.

To Be Continued…

I wish that I could fly. Even as a small boy I dreamed of flying. One day I discovered that Superman could fly, and immediately, in my imagination, I was Superman. But I still couldn’t fly. I would sneak over to my neighbor’s house in the afternoons, hoping to watch The Adventures of Superman on their small black and white TV. But, my mom seemed to have a knack for finding me and leading me back home. She usually used my ear as the method of encouraging me to obey.

But I still couldn’t fly. I knew that Superman was make-believe. So, there was no real hope that one day I would duck into a phone booth and magically emerge in a red and blue suit with the ability to leap into the air and continue going up.

I still wanted to fly. The dream wouldn’t die.

What is your dream? How would you complete the sentence? I wish I could ______. Dreams and wishes are often magical; they enable us to do things that are humanly impossible. But they are fun… until they interrupt our connection with reality. My brother attempted to get me to jump off the pump house roof after he tied a towel around my neck. He told me I could fly. “Jump,” he said.

But I knew about make-believe, and suggested that he needed to show me how, then I would jump. Obviously, he couldn’t fly, either. So I didn’t jump.

The Bible stories and messages that we read in family worship and in Sabbath School told me that angels can fly. I learned that in the New Earth I will be able to fly – without a cape or spandex. I will be able to travel around the universe without an airplane. That’s not make-believe; that’s real!

All the dreams that God gives, He gives the power to accomplish. What dreams do you have that God can enable you to accomplish? The only dreams worth reaching are the ones you can invite God to be part of with you. Make God your Dream Partner. He’s the only real Superman.

We wanted my grandson, Gavin, to be potty trained. After a couple of years, changing diapers just isn’t a thrill any more. We decided to use the reward technique.

So, he was given a piece of chocolate. After he finished enjoying it, we said, “Now let’s got potty.” He wasn’t interested. A few minutes later, we could see by the look on his face that he was making use of his diaper. No amount of rushing would stop that event.

It would do no good to say to him now, “Gavin, you have to give back the chocolate. It was a reward for using the potty instead of your diaper. But you have chosen to use your diaper, so you aren’t qualified for the reward.” The reward in advance just didn’t seem to work.

So, we changed the program. Gavin knew what chocolate tastes like. Gavin knew he likes chocolate and that he would like some more. So now we said to him, “After you use the potty in the bathroom, you will get more chocolate.” He began asking to go potty. Once seated, he would work to achieve our goal for him: use the potty. Success! He then looked at me and said one thing, “Chocolate!”

By achieving the goal set by his family, he would achieve his own goal: sweet, slippery chocolate melting slowly over his taste buds and sliding down his throat.

That’s life. You start out with an immediate reward reinforcer for achievement. But eventually, delayed gratification must become the norm. Eventually, we want Gavin to accept as his reward for using the big potty that his underwear isn’t uncomfortable, and that his friends don’t run away from him yelling, “EE-ewww!!!”

Adults use internal motivators as rewards for achievement. Getting on the Principal’s List or Honor Roll feels good. Knowing that you do very well in school releases the same type of chemicals into your body that happens after scoring the winning basket or touchdown or goal. And, in adult life, you achieve before you get the reward.

1) Follow the uniform dress code requirements;
2) Be in class On Time, with all of your tools (books, paper, pencils, completed assignments);
3) Achieve grades of no less than C.

That’s all it takes. It seems to me that every student can achieve those three things. Rewards follow.

Gavin needed to wait until he achieved the required results before tasting the chocolate, and at two years of age, he achieved success. Students can learn to do the same.

Almost every meal can benefit by the addition of a salad. I like salads that have variety: textures, salty to sweet, color, tart to sour, bland to spicy. A good salad offers a slightly different experience with each bite.

Today we needed a salad to complete the pasta and broccoli meal. A quick search of the refrigerator and the cabinet revealed some interesting options. As I pulled items out, the tastebuds in my mind savored the combinations. This was the result:

Begin with a couple of handsful of lettuce. Place into a medium bowl.
Add about 16 quarter sections of cucumber
Add 1/4 cup pf walnuts, broken into small (but not chopped) pieces
Add 1/4 cup of pecans, broken into small pieces
Add some pistachios (about 1/8 cup or to taste)
1/2 cup of fresh onion rings, quartered
1/4 cup – or about 8 – green spanish olives
1/4 of a medium avocado, cut into medium pieces
Toss
Place on top1/2 cup of mandarin oranges, drained
Shake Raspberry Vinaigrette salad dressing over the top

Goes very well with pasta dishes