The crane! Look boss, De Crane, De Crane!

A very cool machine indeed! It makes light work of heavy things and makes construction so much easier. It gives humans reach, it gives humans power and other bennies (benefits).

Few things to remember about a crane are; make sure the operator sees you and knows where you are, if there is two hooks, hold them together until they are out of reach for safety sake, respect the man who is operating it, even if, he is a jerk. He knows things and makes your life easier.

Much like life, we should find those things that are a help to us and not a hindrance. We should seek, we should ask, we should stay diligent in our matters of curiosity to seek truth.

What is your crane?

For some, it is spirituality, some knowledge, some money, some it’s power, some it’s sex, but what, is yours? What helps you out?


On the one and only night I have been sent to jail, I should have been arrested probably close to fifteen times. Possession of marijuana was what I would wind up with but I broke many, many more laws that day. I took a simple misdemeanor because of how it all worked out.

What about you? Have you been to jail?

I knew a guy once who knew the jails by sight. He would wake up in any jail after being drunk and recognize where he was. Sorry, that is one thing I do not want to know.

It is easy to sit back and judge those who have been jailed or incarcerated but lets look at some of their problems for a minute.

A felon has a super hard time getting a job because of his/her past. So, here comes this “this person screwed up, I can’t trust them” mentality. So, guess what, they are trying to clean up, to sober up, to fix their mistakes and BAM! No one hires them. They run out of money. Their family isn’t very stable and they see only one remaining option. You know what that option is? Yes, back to prison to leave their family again over actually trying to do right but no one would let them. I’m not saying, they deserve a super awesome job or even to work anywhere near their crime temptations. I am saying that its not easy as a person with a record.

It’s not easy as a person with something on their sheet. Sometimes people change, (not often) but sometimes they don’t. It’s not our duty to judge them based on their past actions. Moses was a murderer. Paul was like a SS Nazi officer towards Christians. He had a lot of blood on his hands. David was an adulterer/murderer. So on and so on.

So, here is a solution. If someone is honestly trying to better themselves, do not block their path. If someone is drowning, would you push them under? Or, pull them up? Me, I’m gonna pull them up.

Not qualified

Legend has it that Kurt Cobain from the band Nirvana was not qualified to be a dog catcher. This was months before he exploded on the scene with the Nevermind album and changed the world. Not flippin qualified???? Huh?

Ok, so recently, I put in my ninety day notice to my wonderful employer and have been applying for jobs left and right. Well, left and right, I am hearing that I am not qualified. For a cashier position? For a janitor position? For a Kennel assistant position? Huh?

So, I started my working life painting and maintaining apartments, moved to cooking at a marina, went to a fast food place, worked at a grocery store (cashier and stocker), went to do factory work, telemarketing, CNA (certified nursing assistant), CMA (Certified Medication Aide), butcher, meat cutter, janitor, assistant manager, key holder and more. But I’m not qualified after 20 years working to do simple things???? Huh?

So I assume, I have leveled up in life finally and time to go after some big fish. It feels weird though, knowing that what I have previously learned will not help me in the current atmosphere on job hunting. This may be what limbo feels like. Or not, I don’t know.

Here I have witnessed factory workers all their lives, be locked out on a union strike and falter hard because they are unqualified??? huh? How does faithful and loyal service not translate? How does hardworking and honest not get the next job?

Are we really that far removed from what matters that we no longer want to hire based on morals or mental ability? So what do people hire on?

I am not worried, I have faith. I had faith that I felt an urging to give ninety days, I have faith that God will come through. I’m not worried about that as much as I am worried about others in a very similar but more dire situation. Those who messed up their bodies trying to make plastic parts at a factory, knife workers at a meat industry giant, who have given their employer all that they had and got nothing from it.

Is that what we should be treating people like? Like they are unqualified, untrainable and idiotic?????? Wow, a far cry from where we started off at, and a definite departure from where we needed to be going.

So tell me, how is this industrial mindset treating everyone? How is this schooling helping America? I’m not whining for myself. I care about the others who suffer and do not know the hope that I have or the faith that God provides us. I am being a voice for those who may wind up facing homelessness and hopelessness and disaster and divorce because they are NOT QUALIFIED. I want to wake people up to the fact that this is a very real and very pressing issue.

The world is changing at an alarming rate and what worked previously is not going to work soon after this change has been completed. We have some very serious issues that need discussing and solving.

Some, like me, can adapt and change and flex and bend and go forward with little ill comforts. Others, lots of others, cannot adapt to this changing world in a fast enough manner. What steps are we taking to not leave them behind.

My take, I really don’t want to see a cavemans return but we may just see that happen. I drive through my little town in Iowa and I notice, rich house right next to poor house, trailer right next to an almost mansion, well to do right next to the make dos. I see the dichotomy. I feel for those who are currently getting lost in the shuffle. Those who are being pushed to the bottom of the deck and thrown away like last nights supper.

How then do we start this discussion? How then do we take steps to not just help ourselves but our fellow man struggling? Peace.


At one point in my late 20’s I had to make a choice. To get rid of my dog or go homeless. I did what any country boy would do. I read Where the Red Fern Grows as a kid so I went homeless. Winter, freezing, homeless. I was lucky enough to have enough friends and a vehicle that I didn’t have to sleep on the streets but I sure do understand some part of what the homeless get to enjoy (sarcasm).

Sometimes we too get a taste of a certain thing or event but we don’t get to witness it as some less fortunate who live it. Day in day out they are homeless. They don’t have a vehicle or caring friends or any of that. They don’t have food or a shelter or medical care.

Is this the poor and fatherless that we are to reach out to? I think so. Sometimes being poor is just also being ill equipped to face the world in a good manner. Sometimes being poor is not being hungry for food but for knowledge. Sometimes we have to be Wrecked as Jeff Goins discuss in his same titled book.

So, we see people on our block who are yelling at their kids, screaming at their spouse and can’t keep their yard spotless. What should we do to help? We could offer to take their kids to church, clean their house, or offer the couple a date night. A much nicer thing than judge them and ignore them and their problems. So, remember this, some people had crappy role models and don’t know how else they could go about raising their kids, being married or taking care of their stuff. Go help them out. Go volunteer to them. They will probably turn you down but you keep trying.

I was fortunate, many others are not. I still fail as a human and as a parent and as a husband but nobody bothers to give me pointers or help out by watching the kids. It ticks me off so I finally wanted to say something about this and get it off my chest. I’m that guy that yells at his kids and I’m sorry to them for that. My father beat the snot out of me and belittled me. I’m glad I’m not doing that. But, seriously people, go without judgement and help those who sure need it. It doesn’t even have to be with money. Sometimes the little things change people more than money. Time and lack of judgement and love do God’s work quite nicely.