Stephen B Calvert Clariosophic
There was once a Christian man who worked hard every day and provided well for his family. He and his wife had several children and his career was going wonderfully. One day he fell very ill and could no longer work. His health continued to decline until he could no longer walk. He needed assistance for bathing, and every sort of personal care. His wife, faithful as ever, took care of him, but they were behind in their bills and feared they would lose their home.
This morning, I woke up and the first thing in my feed was a post someone had shared by Andy Youso entitled, “The man had a bible in his hand, so why did he make me feel so uncomfortable?” Typically I ignore these types of posts, but this one caught my attention because I know of, and pray for, the man in the picture used at the top of Andy’s post. When I read the blog post I found myself interpreting “uncomfortable” as scared (admittedly that might not be right but how it seemed) I have had conversations with this man (the one pictured) online when he’s been discouraged in his work for the Gospel. I, too, have at times considered him a little rough, but never to a point that I thought someone might be afraid of him. I’ve watched him, through video and Facebook posts, grow in his own walk as has continued to faithfully serve Christ over the years.
We think about distance all the time in our lives. We think of it when we have to run up the street to the store, or plan a bigger shopping trip to a bigger store further away. We talk about how many miles it is from our home, to another home when we might want to visit. Or perhaps how far we travel to church on Sunday. Frequently we talk about distance in terms of time – of how long it will take to reach a location. But what we almost never think about until it’s devastating, is what is the cost of distance?
What an experience this turned out to be! In an effort to save money we opted to order our new camera equipment from on-line retailers rather than from an outlet. To be fair, ordering the equipment did in fact save us over $1000.00, money that can and will be used for much better, and less selfish things than buying photography equipment. Not only did it save us a great deal of money, we were able to acquire far more equipment than we otherwise would have been able to had we gone through our typical buying avenues. Continue reading
Clearly advertised as new
It’s was wonderful to have the new camera arrive! I almost never order anything from places like Ebay, or Amazon, unless you count NewEgg. But for whatever reason the NewEgg orders seem far different than ordering from Ebay. Perhaps that is because I know what Ebay started as. Despite being full of apprehension we decided to go ahead and order our new camera through an Ebay seller. We made sure the rating was high, with an incredible amount of positive feedback but somehow this didn’t offer a whole lot of comfort Even with an Ebay money back guarantee we would still have the hassle of returning it, and likely paying the shipping back. Saving 1/3 of the money we’d have otherwise had to spend helped us take the plunge and risk it. Now I’d like to say up front that nothing was damaged except the packaging. Continue reading
Nikon D70, Nikon AF-S DX Zoom Nikkor 18-70 lens, Focal Length: 40 mm, ISO: 1000, Shutter Speed: 1/20 Aperture: f/11
I decided I’d play around with my Nikon D70 one last time before my new camera arrives. I’ve been talking with other amateur photographers recently about different shooting styles, cameras, ISOs, editing software, and file types. I have long been a person committed to shooting in JPG only. “I paid a lot of money for the camera, it can handle some of the work load.” Has long been my mind set. But Michael (an occasional author on Faith Tech Life) has been touting the use of RAW images for quite a while now.
I also tend to use flash indoors. My lovely wife is adamant about how much she loves shots taken using only available light, but I hate the noise of the added ISO required to do so. For years I’ve opted for a fill flash, over cranking up the ISO on the D70. My gear is all kit level with the exception of my flash. The Nikon SB-800 has proven to be a very effective alternative to upping the level of ISO, but admittedly, it will deliver washed out photo’s if one isn’t careful.
About a week ago I had decided that I was going to take a break from Eve Online. Eve is an amazing game, it truly is. They have managed to balance risk verses reward in such a way that the potential loss of your in game ships can cause an adrenaline high like I haven’t experienced since raiding in EverQuest. The reality that if you explode in Eve you have just lost a substantial amount of your play hours, stacked on top of the fact that the ability to purchase game time with in game currency gives you an ability to figure out a real world value, combines to create the most exhilarating experience that a game has to offer. When you undock, no matter where you are, you could lose your ship. There is no “safe” space in Eve.
It would be nice if people would stop using our soldiers as political pawns in every way possible. The screen shot to the left is an example of a common theme. If you want to push an agenda, you simply ridicule the person you’re fighting against. If you want to pack as much punch as you can, just negatively compare your political adversary to soldiers in some way. In this case, the argument is against raising the minimum wage. While the stance against raising the minimum wage is a logical one, the tactic of exploiting soldiers for political gain is pathetic and extremely flawed.
A great deal of emotion was stirred in me as I read an article at MSN talking about a Thai Surrogate that kept a child with a disability despite being asked to abort it. As a father of a child born with Down Syndrome I can tell you, it can be rough! But I can tell you something else as well. That tough child is a child, a human child, and he has all the same needs for love and acceptance that any “normal” child has. He is quite capable of feeling emotion, and desperately needs the type of affection that speaks to him.
Our son born at 25 weeks 2 days gestation.
I laid in bed for the better part of two hours tonight unable to sleep before I got up to write this. I don’t think there has been a time in my life when I have felt so alone. As I laid in bed I couldn’t help but think: why doesn’t anyone understand? Or do they, and just not care? Perhaps they don’t know? So here it is, I’m going to let my girl (emotions) out for a post tonight.