True Randomness


The Apple iPod touts their music player’s ability to sort through your song library as such an essential feature that they named an entire product line “Shuffle“. Well, apparently some folks were not happy with the randomness of the shuffle songs feature, so Apple recently added a control to the randomness. As shown above, you can now make it more likely that you will hear songs from the same album or artist in a random selection, or less likely, whichever you prefer.

And I thought, “Well, actually, I just prefer… RANDOM.”

I don’t want any sort of manufactured randomness that is more or less random. I want just plain old random. True and complete, honest-to-goodness randomness.

Does that say something about me? πŸ™‚

I’ll Never Make a Million

Money continues to be an issue in the Campbell home. Weeks go by sometimes where bills are not paid. We are paying the “big” ones, or the ones who have the most penalty for late payments. But in most every area, money is coming in more slowly than our creditors would like us to dish it out.

Now, I am no slacker. I am working long days, and even some nights. And something my parents instilled in me from my early years is to do everything with excellence. That’s definitely part of who I am. Sometimes that’s annoying, but usually it’s helpful. πŸ™‚

But still, the money just is not there.

This morning, I think I remembered a major reason why we don’t have as much money as we would like.

We have a doctor’s appointment this morning. A routine baby check-up. Leaving in about 20 minutes, actually. I have always liked to go along for those as they are a cool moment of connecting with our baby that we don’t get otherwise. Just hearing the rush of the baby’s heart or talking about the baby brings a sense of reality that is not present (for me) in everyday life. And, I just like to go with Jen, so she’s not having to go by herself. That’s no fun.

This pregnancy is different, though. I do want to go for all of the reasons above, but I am also thinking about what happened last fall, when we went to doctors and there were not good reports from the womb. And then, when we finally heard and saw that our baby had died. Those were not good moments. And I definitely do not want Jen to be there alone for something like that.

So, the only reason it is a dilemma is my current workload is off the charts. We have two gigs this weekend, which these days is abnormal, and all of a sudden I have LOTS of web business – which is, of course, a giant blessing from God. So, I was up early today, getting some stuff started, and wrestling with myself over whether I should stay home and get the work done I need to do which brings money into our home, or, should I go with Jen for a two-hour doctor visit (with travel time) for the reasons mentioned above?

That’s when I realized, I will never make a million dollars.

It was almost no contest. Jen, the baby, and my family win hands down. It is far superior to be together, to share life than it is that I stay here and earn money. Money is necessary, but can not drive our lives. At least not mine. But, there is the rub. We often wonder why we don’t have a lot of money… but that’s it. We don’t really love money. We don’t really want it. We do… but we don’t. We are not compelled to spend time to earn money over anything involving family or other relationships. Again, not talking laziness here, just… priorities.

So, sorry Dad. I know you’re counting on me to take care of you in your old age. πŸ™‚ And I will. But not necessarily by buying you stuff. πŸ™‚ I will go with you to all your doctors appointments, and we can share life together, along with perhaps even your great grand kids. πŸ™‚

But I’m pretty sure I’ll never make a million dollars.

Alex’s Birthday

Four years ago today, we were resting with a little bundle of fun in our arms. Alex came into the world fast and hard, which should have warned us as to what was to come… but we were just happy to have him here. And we still are.

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I can’t imagine life without him. He is so full of joy, and life, and just has a smile that invites you to smile along.

Happy Birthday Alex!!! πŸ™‚ We love you!

Markers

Every once in a while, it’s good to acknowledge the passing of markers. Our baby has now lived a healthy 15 weeks, which is one past where we found out we had lost the last baby. That’s a good marker. I am hopeful we will see this baby, and get to know the person God is forming inside Jen.

Just for fun, here’s some info on our newest family member:

At around 4 inches long, crown to rump, your baby now weighs about 2 1/2 ounces. He’s busy inhaling and exhaling amniotic fluid, which will help develop the air sacs in his lungs. His legs are growing longer than his arms now, and he can move all his joints and limbs. That means his hands are more functional, too. Sweat glands are appearing, and although his eyelids are fused shut, he can sense light. If you shine a flashlight at your tummy, he’s likely to move away from the beam. There’s not much for your baby to taste at this point, but his taste buds are beginning to form.

(from BabyCenter.com)

Freedom of Choice

We have been watching Star Trek again. This time we’re going through season two of the latest series, called “Enterprise”. It’s great. We’re big fans. We love the characters, and the stories, and the whole science fiction, space theme. Neato.

But the worldview often leaves something to be desired.

The world they have created is based on a couple things. One, there is no divine creator – we all just evolved, all over the universe – and two, government knows best. That leads them to all sorts of moral dilemmas actually, and makes the show somewhat interesting, but their conclusions can always be interesting.

In a recent episode (that we watched) they were told to go rescue three scientists from another world who were on a planet that had seen a military coup overturn their government during the scientists visit there, and now all visitors were unwelcome, and would be jailed or worse if not out in 3 days. So, the Enterprise crew work hard to go rescue these folks. Meanwhile, their doctor, who is another species finds that a patient they have taken aboard is from a different species that has a long history of war and hatred toward the doctor’s species. The patient needs to be treated, or he will die. But, initially he refuses treatment, because of who the doctor is.

All of that sets up the plots for the show, and reveals perhaps a flaw in their thinking.

As the show continued, Phlox (the doctor) refuses to treat the patient because the patient has refused treatment. He said he could not go against the patient’s wishes. But the star trek captain dude is quite angry, and suggests that the patient is being stupid, and they should forcibly treat him. Choice, is not an option.

On the planet, the rescue team finds the scientists, and they refuse to go, saying they will be fine, no one will find them. But the rescue team thinks they are being stupid, and threaten to take them by force. Choice, is not an option.

Let’s step back into reality for a moment. We have all seen the coverage of Hurricane Katrina. Whether online, or in the papers, or on TV, you have heard of the great destruction of property and lives that this storm has caused. And many times I have heard it suggested that the government (on whatever level) should have done better at getting people out. That somehow the government is responsible for most (if not all) of the lives lost to this storm.

People. Come on now.

First, this storm was huge. It was going to hurt and even kill some amount of people. We can not stop such events, no matter how prepared we might be. Second, I believe that most of the people who stayed in New Orleans and other areas were doing so BY CHOICE. I realize there were probably some who were not able to leave for some reason, and that is very sad. But a large part of those who did stay, were told to leave, and refused. Choice WAS an option.

But, some say that it should not have been. There is a way of thinking that says the government knows better, and should have stepped in and told those people, “You’re stupid, we’re smarter, you’re leaving.” And then, proceeded to remove them by force from their homes. Folks, that is not American. We are built on individual freedom in America. If you are not directly endangering other people, you have the full right to be an idiot! Really! Choice is DEFINITELY an option. But some would take that away, and hand over choice either directly to the government or to some other group of “experts”.

In the end, the scientists decided to “cooperate”, though they were forcibly coerced. And, the end result was they were “saved”, but at what cost? And the doctor actually made a good speech to convince the patient to allow treatment, and he was saved. That story turned out a bit better, as the patient was allowed to choose, even to his death. (A weird move for Star Trek) But in both cases, there was definitely evidence that choice was not really that important.

I hope we do not lose that right in this country. I hope we don’t lose that ideal. That God has endowed us with the ability and the privilege to choose where we will go in life. Often we may choose unwisely, and there are consequences both natural and structured to attempt to correct those choices (that injure society in some way). But overall, God has created us to think, and to choose, and that should never be taken away. Even if we choose to be stupid. We still get to choose.

A World Without God

I mentioned in the previous post that Star Trek creates a universe that is not the creation of a wise and divine Creator, but one that evolved and continues to do so. They come across species all the time who are at a higher state of evolution than humans. πŸ™‚ (Sorry, that one makes me laugh.) I do not want to debate evolution in this post. I noticed a moral dilemma that arises from a world without God.

One issue that constantly arises in the fictional world of Star Trek is their degree of interference with alien cultures. They come across civilizations all the time that, of course, have different social and moral codes. And, as there is no reason other than culture and history for any moral code, they Starfleet way is to not interfere. But, inevitably, one or two crewmen will face an ethical dilemma within themselves whether to stop an act they feel is morally wrong, or to observe the code of conduct expected by their Starfleet rules.

Often for the sake of the plot, one will not follow the rules. They will step in and try to right the injustice they have discovered is part of the fabric of this alien culture. Usually it has dire consequences and their superiors chastise them in some way. However, the real dilemma the authors face is, why do the characters care so much about “righting the wrong” if all of our moral codes have no universal foundation? If we all just get to make up what is right and wrong, why is starfleet’s right always right?

The universe does not exist without God. Everything we know is from him. Not just the physical world that we see that is so detailed and intricately programmed it could not possibly exist just by some natural force that drives everything to “improve” itself. Beyond what we see, there is the conscience within us. We know what is right and wrong. Even if we choose the wrong, we know what is right and wrong. No one has to tell us. It’s built into us because there are absolutes. They are part of who our Creator is. He is Truth. And so a world without him, if it were even possible, is a world without truth.

Beyond fiction, our govermnent continues to separate God from every facet of life. He is not allowed out in public much anymore. Before long, he may not be tolerated in private gatherings, either. That will be sad. It won’t stop him from working in and among us, since there is no reality without God. But it will move us farther away from the life he intends for us. We are meant to live life with him. Not just as a part – as our religion – but every step, as a loving Father. He is not primarily our commanding Lord who is to be revered, but rather, our friend, and our Father. That is what Jesus revealed by his life on Earth. He is very real, and wants to live life with us. The good, and the bad. He is not far from us when we are “bad”, quite the opposite. He’s waiting for us to come back, or he’s out looking for us so he can bring us home. All over-used metaphors, but true nonetheless.

There is no life without the Creator. I know it’s just Star Trek, but I think the writers reflect a sentiment that is prevalent in society today, and it’s sad. Instead of the freedom they hope to discover without a Creator, they are indeed removing themselves from Life himself. He is the way, the Truth and the Life. There is no life without him.

Funny Story

I love my Grandma. She’s quite a character. I was just talking with a friend this morning about names, and I thought I should share my Grandma’s name story here, just for posterity.

My Grandma was born Theba LaVida Stevens. She grew up being Theba. I am not certain how much she disliked the name as a child or as a teenager, but once she was married, and had already changed her last name, she decided she was unhappy with her full name. She no longer wanted to be Theba LaVida Campbell.

So, she filed to officially change her name. Went through all the official process, so that not only her friends, but the government and all official relationships with society would know her, and call her by her newly chosen, and preferred name.

She probably didn’t think too hard about her name change. It was probably an obvious choice. Perhaps she had thought about it for a while, but finally made the effort to make it official.

My grandma’s new, and current official, legal name is:

LaVida Theba Campbell.

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