Written by Erren Harter
Something to Think About, every Wednesday on KVOE with Steve Sauder. I remember when Ed McKernan Jr., past owner of the radio station had his weekly words. I always looked forward to both, didn't always agree with them, however.
When I received an email from Erren Harter asking if I would be interested in doing the show on one of the Wednesdays that Steve will be gone, I thought that it would be a neat deal, Well let me tell you, it hasn't been as easy as I thought.
I thought maybe I would talk about Steve asking me to fill in for his leftfielder on a slow pitch softball team. There was a high-five ball that I would normally catch well it felt to the ground when Steve was on the pitching mound. Yes, you can picture the rest.
Or maybe I could tell you about the time Ed McKernan Sr., was broadcasting the Emporia high basketball game with Topeka high in the Dungeon with their two division one signees. Ed broadcast the whole game with my dad playing instead of me. By the way, we lost 63-61. I am sure that if I had played instead of my dad we would have won the game.
Oh the memories. Life is built on memories you live for the moment you prepare and then it is gone in a split second to become a memory.
When Yordano Ventura was killed a few weeks ago it brought back memories of him in his Royals uniform, his hat cocked to the side, and the hope we Royals fans had this year for him being the big guy on the mound. But oh my, how life can be so fragile
That accident jogged my memory to the year 1964 when a former KU track athlete silver medalist in the 400 m hurdles in the 1960 Rome Olympics and a captain in the Air Force named Cliff Cushman came back to KU to train for the 1964 Tokyo Olympics. He was favored to win the gold instead he hit a hurdle during the Olympic trials, he fell and did not qualify for the Olympics therefore this would push his dream for Gold back another four years. For all the accolades in track he might've been better known for a letter he wrote to the students in his high school in Grand Forks, North Dakota. It was a challenge to these young people to better themselves, cherish second chances, honor their mothers and fathers and to reach exceeding your grasp. You can read the letter on the Internet, just Google "Cliff Cushman letter". I have used it many times giving it to young people who experimented some heart ache in their lives. The irony of it all was that Cliff returned to the Air Force he flew his first mission in Vietnam was shot down and is listed as missing in action. In a brief second his hope for gold again was snuffed out.
Here are some things to think about also:
Just for Today, I will try to live through this day only, and not tackle my whole life-problem at once.
Just for Today, I will be Happy. This assumes that what Abraham Lincoln said is true, that “most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.”
Just for Today, I will try to strengthen my mind, I will study and I will learn something useful
Just for Today, I will adjust myself to what is, and not try to adjust everything to my own desires. I will take my luck as it comes, and fit myself to it.
Just for Today, I will exercise my Soul.
Just for Today, I will be agreeable. I will look as well as I can, dress as becomingly as possible, talk low, act courteously, be liberal with flattery, criticize not one bit nor find fault with anything, and not try to regulate nor improve anybody.
Just for Today, I will have a Program. I will write down just what I expect to do every hour. I may not follow it exactly, but I’ll have it. It will save me from the two pests Hurry and Indecision.
Just for Today, I will have a quiet half hour, all by myself, and relax. During this half hour, some time, I will try to get a little more perspective to my life.
Just for Today, I will be Unafraid. Especially I will not be afraid to be Happy, to enjoy what is Beautiful, and to believe that as I give to the world, so the world will give to me.
One last thing, a few weeks ago, I was reading a devotional by John Wooden, the great UCLA basketball coach. It was titled 86,400. That is how many seconds there are in a day. They are given to us for us to use as we see fit. We cannot pass any unused seconds to the next day. Once they are gone they are gone. It details about planning, using your time wisely, do not waste time, time lost is time lost, you can't make it up, if you put things off and work twice as hard the next day then you're only cheating yourself. Life is fragile, enjoy every moment, don't cheat yourself.
Now there is Something to Think About