<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:08:55.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolf Rumblings</title><subtitle type='html'>I like wolves, I like to comment on things that are going on, and I like to encouarge people when I can.  So that is where I got Wolf, Shepherd, and Rumblings from. Enjoy!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-5320093669584840572</id><published>2007-10-13T07:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T08:09:49.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Year in review</title><content type='html'>Well for those of you who actually check this blog out occasionally it has been a year since I have last posted anything, and for that I am really sorry. Things have been kind of different than I am use to and I think in general my life has just been kind of blah. Not to mention it is really hard to blog while I am at work and the Internet at our apartment is a crap shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past year has probably been one of the most remarkable and yet blah years I have ever had. There were times I could not believe so much was going on and yet at the same time I have seen very little happen in my own personal life that I have come the realization that I have been just coasting through life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the review of the past year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after getting this job at the library Christi and me found a church that we could call home here in Louisville. And over the course of the past year we have became partners at &lt;a href="http://www.sojournchurch.com/"&gt;Sojourn&lt;/a&gt;, joined a community group, seen the church attendance go up by over 400 people, helped organize the counting of the offerings, and this Sunday Christi will begin playing with the worship group on Sunday mornings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, shortly after getting this job we made friends with a set of neighbors, and for about four months everything was great.  But after those four months the friendship disintegrated, no need to go into details, suffice it to say that it was a learning experience for Christi and myself and a wake up call to how people respond differently to same situation.  During that rough time it was amazing to see how are community group really stepped up and helped us through it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer Christi and I actually got to take a vacation (our first one ever as a married couple that was longer than a weekend) with the purpose of just relaxing.  We did practally nothing.  Did some shopping.  Spent a day at a coffee shop.  Saw some movies.  Ate at some pretty good chain restaraunts.  In short, just took it easy without having to worry going to work the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now classes have been going for almost two months for Christi and I have been plugging away at my job.   However, I feel that Christi and me are now coming out of a transitional period.  I have had this feeling that something is coming are way and that we will need to step up and do it.  So who knows what will be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know if I will keep this post up to date, or if I will start a new one or if it will be a year again before I post.  I guess we will have to wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-5320093669584840572?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/5320093669584840572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=5320093669584840572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/5320093669584840572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/5320093669584840572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2007/10/year-in-review.html' title='Year in review'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-116042830537650940</id><published>2006-10-09T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:13:10.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Accountant Librarian</title><content type='html'>You know things have a funny way of working out without us even realizing it. Last week I was minding my own business, more or less, when I get a phone call from Ms. Powell who works at the Seminary’s library asking if I would be interested in coming in for an interview Friday morning. I was stunned; it had been at most 24 hours since I had submitted my name for the position that library was offering. None of the jobs that I had applied for since we have moved to Louisville had called me back that quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I set up an interview Friday morning at 10 a.m., we get done around 11:30 and around 1:30 of the same day I accepted the position in their Acquisitions and Cataloging department and I started the following Monday. To say the least I am shocked at how fast things have moved. I have worked several days and I am already connecting with the people that work here. Between the people, the environment, the benefits, and the fact that I do not have to drive to work completely makes up for the low pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every job offer that I have taken (and pretty much everyone I have been given) has come within a day or two of the interview, and usually the same day as the interview. Also every job that I have worked at has shaped me and how I view work.  I am insanely excited about working with books again after four years since I last worked at Reader's Choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you to everyone who has been praying for me to find a job. Once the dust settles from the transition of me coming in and the people that I am replacing leave, I think this will be a great job. Heck, I already think it is a great job. So thank you again, I think God has placed me where he wanted me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all my friends and family that I do not see very often, I miss y’all and I am thinking about y’all constantly.  (I'm in Kentucky...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-116042830537650940?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/116042830537650940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=116042830537650940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/116042830537650940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/116042830537650940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2006/10/accountant-librarian.html' title='Accountant Librarian'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-115818023337980192</id><published>2006-09-13T15:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T15:43:53.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long over due Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Howdy all! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know it has been awhile since I have blogged; actually I have not blogged since before we moved to our new digs.  For the most part we are settling in.  Most of our boxes are unpacked.  Still have a few here and a handful at Christi's folk's house.   It is definitely different being here in Louisville so close to downtown, we are only a handful of miles away from the skyscrapers.  But with all the hills and trees in the area it is pretty much impossible to see them.   The campus is gorgeous, sort of like a mini Miami.  And while the people may dress even more preppy here, it is because of the dress code.  And it is a total switch to be in a place where almost no girls wear shorts or mini skirts and t-shirts of some sort with normal collars.   That is very pleasant switch to what I am seeing.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apartment that we are now living in is a huge step up from what we are use to living in, but it seems to have a very cliquish atmosphere.  It is not completely cliquish, but it is rare to somebody who does not have kids hanging out with a couple that does have kids.  The singles always seem to be always going out.  And the older couples, empty nesters, seem to hang out with each other when they are not hitting the books.  That leaves pretty much just us kid-less married couples to hang out with other kid-less married couples, and most of them have taken up residence in the older Springdale apartments at the other end of campus or they live off campus.  If we did not have such a cool set neighbors, newlyweds, I think I would feel completely cut-off.  But we are still settling in and I think we meet more people as the year goes on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who are praying for me to find a job.  Please keep doing so.  I have some leads, but most of the jobs I was going for on campus have dried up.  I still have two positions that I am trying for, and God willing I will get one of them.  But there will be no info on those jobs till sometime next week.  Also, if you could tack onto your prayers about me possibly starting up classes here at seminary, I am thinking about possibly going for a degree as well.  A job at seminary would allow me to work around classes and save on gas money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who read this, I miss you terribly.  You are in my prayers and thoughts.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-115818023337980192?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/115818023337980192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=115818023337980192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/115818023337980192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/115818023337980192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-over-due-update.html' title='Long over due Update'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-115151097176795308</id><published>2006-06-28T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T11:09:31.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been forever since I have updated my blog, and I had no idea.  Lots has happened since my last blog.  Christi and I celebrated our birthdays (I am now 25), been to a Reds game (and of course they came so close to winning it), started a program to read the Bible in 90 days (realizing that God has a temper way worse than I ever imagined), went to Lexington for a weekend (desperately needed the break), ect.  And to top it all off we are having to get ready for our big move down to Louisville so Christi can attend Seminary.  Crazy times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that I am going to miss about us moving.  The weekly gatherings that I go to (church and bible study); the group close friends/family that we have made; the fact that I live in the country in a college town (great in the summer); and so much more.  However there are things that I will definelty not miss.  The long commutes, working with people who swear out the wazoo, and the sheer stupidity of drunk college students, especially when they are driving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worse about all this is that I feel that I am crackin.  I know that there are all of these things that have to get done.  Yet my mind and my body are screaming for a long break.  A break that we neither have the time nor the money for.  The trip to Lexington was desperately needed.  It showed Christi and me how much we had been drifting apart, and how exhausted we are.   We did not realize, but her working the theater and me working overtime was really hurthing our marriage, and wearing us down.  I know that once we get some time to rest, be together and reflect on what has transpired that it will make us stronger (both in Christ and in our marriage), but I am having a hard time seeing when we will get that time.  Hopefully we will get a little bit of time after we move, before I start work (hoping that I get a job shortly after we move) and before Christi starts school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fellow brothers and sisters, please keep us in your prayers.  And I as I said before, we are really going to miss you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brother, Eric.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-115151097176795308?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/115151097176795308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=115151097176795308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/115151097176795308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/115151097176795308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2006/06/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-114727628403395670</id><published>2006-05-10T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T11:05:27.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Curve Ball, or a few hundred</title><content type='html'>Life can be pretty interesting at times, especially when you look back at and see where you have come from and the choices that have brought you to where you are now. That is how life feels right now, not only my own, but others as well. I am not where I expected to be; a friend has to switch companies to keep the same job he has now, and it is not a job he ever expected to have; another friend, well to put it short is having parental problems; and so on and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life has been throwing us all curve balls; some slow, some fast; some we see coming and try to adjust our swing, some we do not even see till they are in the catcher's mit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that is why I have become so addicted to the TV show Firefly and its movie Serenity. A ship, a captain, a crew, and some passengers that seem to have lost everything they once cherished and now have to live their lives the best they can while trying to pick up the pieces. They all have had curve balls thrown their way and their lives are all messed up, but they go on. As long as they are free, they go on. And here are the lyrics to the theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take my love, take my land&lt;br /&gt;Take me where I cannot stand&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, I'm still free&lt;br /&gt;You can't take the sky from me&lt;br /&gt;Take me out to the black&lt;br /&gt;Tell them I ain't comin' back&lt;br /&gt;Burn the land and boil the sea&lt;br /&gt;You can't take the sky from me&lt;br /&gt;There's no place I can be&lt;br /&gt;Since I found Serenity&lt;br /&gt;But you can't take the sky from me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a &lt;a href="http://www.fireflywiki.org/Firefly/FireflyThemeSong"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;to a site that actually plays the song in case you want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all of you who have had curve balls thrown at you lately, let's just keep swinging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-114727628403395670?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/114727628403395670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=114727628403395670' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/114727628403395670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/114727628403395670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2006/05/curve-ball-or-few-hundred.html' title='A Curve Ball, or a few hundred'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-114667660155035168</id><published>2006-05-03T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T01:32:06.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of Something Old, The Beginning of Something New</title><content type='html'>In the fall of 2000 I started college at Miami, and in a way it finishes this weekend.  I know that I have been out of college for two years with my degree and been working to pay the bills, to eat, to have shelter and all the other wonderful reasons why we work.  Yet this Sunday my wife, Christi, will graduate and receive her undergraduate degree.  And while I may have graduated two years ago, by being married and living with a person that is still in undergrad has kind of kept me in college aw well.  This caused me to be caught between two different worlds, the college-life and the adult-working-full-time life, which can be a real strain at times.  And I know Christi, at times, has also felt the tugging in two different directions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend the slate will be wiped clean.  We will both be adults with college degrees in our hands.  Whether or not Christi is accepted to Grad School; whether or not we stay in the Greater Cincinatti area; whether or not we both work full time, we will, most likely, not be living in Oxford after July 31st.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this both scares and saddens me to be leaving Oxford.  This little town with its oversized University right next door has been my home for nearly 6 years.  It is where I met my wife; it is where I stood up and made my commitment to Christ; it is where I learned truly what family is; and it is the place where I have made true friends.  And I will be leaving these friends, my family, to go somewhere new.  Somewhere where the only people I will truly know are my wife and Christ.  I do not like the idea of leaving a place that accepts me, that loves me unconditionaly, a place that I feel that I belong too.  Until I came to college, I did not really know what it meant to be a part of a group, too truly belong.  Some people leave Oxford/Miami glad to be out of a small town, to be out of their holding patterns till they can be adults.  I do not view my time in Oxford in the same light.  I know I could settle down here and be happy.  There are so many ways to minister, to help people.  Yet, I feel that this is not the right place.  That we are being tugged to go somewhere else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in my bones, deep inside.  Lessons to be learned, learnin to found, experience to gain, and growth to occur.  But not in Oxford.  I think God is telling me that Christi and I have learned a lot during our time in Oxford, but He wants to show us something, to teach us more. I believe that we have put our faith in His hands, and he has used it to make us grow, and now has a new mission for us if we are ready to except.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all my friends in Oxford and at MU, to those that are there now and to those that have left, you will be and are sorely missed, but you all have shown me a life that I did not know existed, so THANK YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-114667660155035168?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/114667660155035168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=114667660155035168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/114667660155035168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/114667660155035168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2006/05/end-of-something-old-beginning-of.html' title='The End of Something Old, The Beginning of Something New'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-114511344872268635</id><published>2006-04-15T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T10:04:10.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's Been One Month..."</title><content type='html'>All right, how many of you know the BNL (Bare Naked Ladies) song "One Week", yes I use to be a huge BNL fan.  Well, it seems that I only get to blog about once a month.  When I started this blog I really planned on doing it more often.  There are a host of reasons and excuses as to why I do not keep up this blog as much as I would like to, but in the end I think it is because I do not have the kind of dedication or practicing to do it on a regular basis.  Also, I feel that I lead a pretty boring life so I do not always feel like I have something to blog about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah its been one month since I have blogged, tomorrow is Easter, but Chrsiti and I are going to my parents house to celebrate it with them today.  It is kind of weird to be going up there to celebrate Easter with them, because I think that it means something different to them than it does to me (and Christi).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I really hate the name Easter for this holiday, a day that celebrates the day our LORD rose from the dead.  It comes from a pagan Goddess of fertility, and all the "traditions" that we do in America to celebrate this day also come from pagan traditions.  The hiding of Easter eggs is the big one that comes to mind.  This day should be a celebration and a reminder of how Jesus died on the cross for our sins, and that he overcame death so we could have a place by him for all eternity.  The part that really drives me nutso is the fact that there are so many people that know what this day means and yet they will teach their kids more about the Easter Bunny and Easter Eggs than they do about how Jesus died for our sins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to stop that train of thought because it will just turn into a 5 hour rant.  So have a wonderful weekend and it the spirit of what this holiday really is, have a happy Easter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-114511344872268635?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/114511344872268635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=114511344872268635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/114511344872268635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/114511344872268635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-been-one-month.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s Been One Month...&quot;'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-114263076739961414</id><published>2006-03-17T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T16:26:07.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Again</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so my department is moving again today.  This will the third that they have moved since last July.  It is just so crazy and insanely inefficient.  But then again they wanted to consolidate the floors that Ipsos uses at this building and they wanted to renovate the floors before they had all the departments move to their final location. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way though I am very glad to be moving.  My boss came in yesterday and before I left for home he told me he wanted to talk to me about my job/position and the fact that it no longer exsisted in their budget.  Aka, my position been eliminated from the budget for this year, and so as I was driving home yesterday (Thursday), I kept thinking about how Friday (today) maybe my last day working for this company.  It wouldn't be the first time that I had less than 24 hour notice that I would no longer be workering at a particular company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, suffice it to say I was really freaking out last night.  One, I was affraid of what we would do for mone.  And two, I was affraid that I may have a repeat of last summer, being distant with God.  And that really freaked me out.  I realized last summer that if I am not being productive in some manner or if I am really worried about money (last summer, it happened to be both) I start to have trouble in my walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this did not come to pass.   For the time being at least I will continue to be a temp at this company.  However, it teach me something.  One, I need to have my resume ready at all times.  Two and more importantly, I need to remember that what God has given me, HE can just as easily take away from me.  After last summer, I am grateful for both the money and work that God has given me, but I know that I still take advantage of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU GOD!!!, for always providing for me and my wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-114263076739961414?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/114263076739961414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=114263076739961414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/114263076739961414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/114263076739961414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2006/03/moving-again.html' title='Moving Again'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-114021103456822044</id><published>2006-02-17T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T16:17:14.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive</title><content type='html'>Just to let you all know, I am still alive and plan on doing blogging.  Things have just been crazy at work since Thanksgiving.  Between the time I took off for vaction in December and then all the moving and policy changes at work I have had a lot on my plate.  And they keep on deciding to add more to my plate, even though I am just a temp.  It will be real interesting to see what happens if they ever decide to hire me permanetly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess that is just life and you have to roll with the punches.  One of the cool things that are having me do at work is to try to work out a newing pricing scheme for our cancelation/postoponement fees that we charge when a client cancels or postpones a job.  This is kind of cool because it will allow me to draw my experience of cost accounting, which is one of the aspects of accounting I actually enjoy doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is about all for now since it is about closing time on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to continue with this endeavor more frequently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-114021103456822044?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/114021103456822044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=114021103456822044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/114021103456822044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/114021103456822044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2006/02/alive.html' title='Alive'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-113336374536207724</id><published>2005-11-30T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T10:15:45.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know it has been a couple weeks since I lasted posted.  Things  have been kind of crazy at work and I really try not to be online when I am home because I am on it so much when I am at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Thanksgiving was awesome this year, and not because I had three T. dinners in less than a week.  It was awesome because Christi and me went up to folks house Thursday for dinner, and it was the most relaxed and enjoyable Thanksgiving I have had since the two of us started dating.  In 2000, my grandpa was diagnosed with prostate cancer a couple of months before Thanksgiving.  So that year was good because I realized what it meant to  have such an awesome grandpa and grandma, but sad and scary because we were affraid that the treatment may not work.  That was the last relaxed Thanksgiving I had till this year, and it is amazing  how several stressful years of holidays at my folks made me not want to be there for the holidays.  What really amazed me is that I realized that the largest source of stress came from one person being there.  I did not realize how much of a negative impact this person had been having on my family and how we spent the holidays till this year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is it bad that I was thankful that this individual made other plans this holiday and was not able to spend it with us?  After all, I was very glad not to have answer questions to the third degree nor worry about my wife, brother nor sister being grilled as well.  And I think my parents were also glad and relieved for this reason too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it was a good Thanksgiving and I am not going to feel bad for being happy that a certain was not there this Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-113336374536207724?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/113336374536207724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=113336374536207724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/113336374536207724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/113336374536207724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-113165563631160542</id><published>2005-11-10T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T15:47:16.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame Game</title><content type='html'>Do you ever pay attention to the news and here how many want to sue companies for not warning their customers not be morons with their products?  Ever read the safety warning on a hammer?  It says "Caution, wear safety glasses, object may fly upward when struck.  Make sure to strike object squarely."  Does that not seem a little obvious to the user?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just floors me that we live in a society where we demand people to do more and yet we refuse to take responsibility for our own actions and moronic mistakes.  And for me I just had this hit me squarly in the head the other day.  One of departments that uses the information that my department creates has recently been asking us to do more work for them to make their lives easier; work that has no relevance to our department and that takes up more of our time.  Yet, they have been complaining more and more about very little mistakes that occur occasionally in the work that we do; half of these mistakes results from the people who we get the information from (I could go into very long detail about how the process works, but I won't) because they are able to alter the information in the system after we have already finished our work so it looks like we screwed up, even though we did the job right with the information we had on hand at the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make matters worse I have come to find out that the very department that we have been bending over backwords for has a sheet to track the mistakes our department makes, whether or not they are truly our fault.  They do this to throw in our face to tell us that we are not being efficient enough.  Part this other department's job is to double check our work to make sure it matches with the department that sends us the information, and if there is a difference then they are suppose to let us know, just on the off chance the information deparment has changed something and did not bother to tell us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just totally floors me that we are asked to do other people's work and instead of getting thanks we get complaints about minor mistakes that we make.  This is not very encouraging for "Team Work". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really drives me nuts is that this is not how God intended it.  This is not how we are suppose to treat each other.  And what really gets me down is that several of these people are Chrsitians, or at least they claim to be, and they treat other people like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what really scares me is that I can see myself turning into one of them, I am starting to cover my butte however I can, even if it means passing the blame on.  And I really  hate doing that because I believe in the principle that you take the stuff that comes your way and you don't pass it on, especially if it is over small potatoes.  Yet, I am finding myself passing the buck now, or at least wanting to.  Being a temp means I have no way of passing the buck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of who know me, please pray for God to fill me with grace and Holy Spirit, and for Him to fill this place.  I do not want to become one of those people, especially since it would hurt my chances of reaching out to people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks my friends, my brothers, and my sisters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-113165563631160542?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/113165563631160542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=113165563631160542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/113165563631160542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/113165563631160542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2005/11/blame-game.html' title='Blame Game'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-113042526202850922</id><published>2005-10-27T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T10:01:02.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Zone</title><content type='html'>This past week I have discovered that there are certain perks to having a 40+ minute drive to work. One perk is that you can listen to lots of cool music. Another is that there is amble opportunity for people to cut you off and be total jerks to you and you get to cuss at the bums ... I mean show them kindness and mercy *wink, wink*; I really do try not to get mad at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the coolest thing that I have realized in the past few weeks is that it gives me the chance to talk to God and to reflect on the life I have led with him without too many distractions. Yeah, you have all those cars on the road, but most of the time I am autopilot since I know the way so well. Well this past week I had an epiphany about my relationship to God. When I accepted Him into my life it was mostly because I felt guilty about the actions I had done in my life and I was kind of afraid of going to hell, but not too much because I was a good person and I figured I would go to heaven (I know now that is not true, I can only get into heaven by accepting Christ as my savior). Yet, as I learned more about what it meant to be a Christian and began accepting Christ into more aspects of my life I desired to have a closer relationship with Him. And I have begun to care and worry less and less about where I would be spending eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I pursue a relationship with God and His Sob because I want to have the relationship with them here and now in my daily life. I do not worry about what that has in store for tomorrow, a year from now, or what it means after my death. I do not care about the rewards nor the benefits that I receive from the relationship. I try not to worry about the difficulties that come with the relationship (that is a lot harder said then done).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the relationship . . . PERIOD! In a way, it is the same as being married. You don't get married because of the benefits that come with, you get married because you want the relationship to blossom, to become something more. In my walk with the Lord and Christ, this is all I have come to desire, to have the relationship blossom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, just like a marriage there are the ups and the downs. There are things you should or have to do that you really do not want to, but after some fighting you do it anyways because that is what love is. And in the end that is what it is about, Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-113042526202850922?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/113042526202850922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=113042526202850922' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/113042526202850922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/113042526202850922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2005/10/road-zone.html' title='Road Zone'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-112974056368469770</id><published>2005-10-19T11:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T11:49:23.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm ... what weekend?</title><content type='html'>So yeah, Christi and me went up to my folks this weekend, only thing is that nothing went the way it was suppose to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going up to see my folks because we had not seen them in awhile and to see how my dad is coping with the whole stupid Delphi fiasco. Also, we were planning on getting both of our computers worked on (esp. mine since it had caught on fire and we wanted to see what could be salvaged) by my brother, the computer wiz of the family, and hanging out with him while my folks were off getting my sister from the University of Toledo for her fall break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well things definitely turned out a little bit different. We ended up picking my sister from UT, which means we got up a good 3 to 4 hours earlier; found out my computer had totally been fried, so we had to go by a new hard drive after getting from UT (we were already planning on using one of my brother's friend's computers, just needed to have a hard drive installed) and then we would have to install all of the stuff it needed; this meant we had to stay through Sunday, which meant we got pancakes (who-hooo!) and had to rake leaves (not something I have missed). Finally we left my folks house around 6 Sunday evening, making us late for Veritas. But we did not leave alone, we ended up bringing back whatever had made my dad so sick in Mexico. Fortunately we managed to get to a doctor sooner than he could and managed to get on top of it with some drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all-in-all, a very crazy weekend that did not give us much sleep and left us totally exhausted and sick. Yet, I would do it all over again if I had to. One I believe in helping people, esp. family, when you can. Two, I got to spend some really good time with my wife, mom, and sister (something that almost never happens) in the car ride Saturday. Three, part of this weekend was Friday, and I got to hang out with a really awesome friend that helped keep me focused on what is good on life, and that aspect allowed me to go through the weekend with good light heart and high spirits. Thanks Katie for an awesome night Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys have a great Wednesday, and those of you that go to the D-Tour, I will see you there tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-112974056368469770?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/112974056368469770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=112974056368469770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/112974056368469770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/112974056368469770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2005/10/ummm-what-weekend.html' title='Ummm ... what weekend?'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-112930447942739346</id><published>2005-10-14T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T10:41:19.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitalism</title><content type='html'>At the dawn of the Twentieth Century people had to worry about being mistreated by companies and work in lousy conditions, but the companies would continue to exist because the owners wanted to make a profit so that they could continue to expand their company. They were not worried about their bonuses or salaries because they were personally tied to the success of the company, not the stock market. Now at the dawn of the Twenty-first Century that is no longer the case. Companies are no longer directly run by their owners but by a board of trustees (voted in by the stock holders) who picks the CEO and a few other executives. And these individuals have no real interest in the company; it is just a job for them. If the company fails who cares, they will still get their bonuses because it comes in the form of stock options. That might make the executives work hard to keep the company profitable because that would drive the stock price up, making them more money. But NO! There are ways around to temporarily drive up the stock so that they can sell it, which then drives the stock back down. In fact, most companies that rely on this heavily to encourage executives to work towards making the company profitable finds that it does the reverse because all the executives care about is figuring out a way to tweak the stock to make more money, not making the company profitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS IS WHY I really want to hurt some people right now; people that have a ton of money, power, and responsibility and the fact that were willing to sacrifice the last two to get more of the first. People who are paid quite well because they are entrusted to run companies effectively so that they are effective, productive, and profitable, and yet, they are willing to bend the rules/laws and just as easily break them to get themselves a couple of extra million dollars in their pockets, money that is just probably more "petty cash" for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you are wondering, yes I am referring to a specific company and its "supposed leaders". I am referring to the incredibly incompetent, idiotic, bloody money grabbing, greedy, SOB, jerks that have helped run Delphi into bankruptcy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delphi is America's largest auto parts supplier, employs over 13,000 people in Ohio alone - most of these in the Dayton area - and they have factories in other parts of the country, Canada, Mexico, France, Germany, Thailand, China and various other countries that I can not remember off of the top of my head. In the poorer countries these factories are the only "well paid" jobs nearby, and is part of the reason why they have seen small economic booms in those areas. At one point (I do not know for sure about now) Delphi actually supplied enough money to local school districts, via taxes, that they had helped keep property taxes down and allowed for good schools to exist (it is one of the reasons at one point that Centerville, Kettering, Oakwood, Bellbrook, Beavercreek, and so many more schools were able to pay its teachers than the average state wage). And there are a host of small job shops (small factories that make specialized machines and parts) in the Dayton area that rely solely on Delphi as their principal business, which means that their jobs are now toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, the job market in Dayton just got dealt a really nasty blow, assuming that is that Delphi will have to close its factories in the Dayton area because they declared bankruptcy. And they are already saying they will probably be closing them in the next few years. Yet, that might not even be the worse. I do not have current stats available, but at one point Delphi supplied GM with all of its parts along with supplying other companies with parts as well (this is back when Delphi was a part of GM, but it was called DELCO (Dayton Electric Company) back then). So suffice to say if Delphi is forced to start to decreasing production then these companies are going to have fewer parts to make cars. That is just not good for an industry that is already struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for ranting for so long. I am just really ticked off because executives were once again being greedy instead of trying to make the company better. And now one of the oldest, existing companies in Ohio could be gone. It was founded in 1909 by Charles Kettering, the guy who invented the electric starter, and 'twas called Dayton Engineering Laboratories Company back them and has had many names since then. Also, part of the reason I am really ticked is that my Dad could be losing his job soon because he works for those . . . dare I say it . . . bloody, cold hearted, worthless bastards who probably have never done a day of real work in their whole stinking worthless lives. Please pray for my folks, they are really scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I am done, really. Again, sorry for the ranting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-112930447942739346?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/112930447942739346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=112930447942739346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/112930447942739346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/112930447942739346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2005/10/capitalism.html' title='Capitalism'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-112913312573912896</id><published>2005-10-12T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T11:19:28.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life is such a fragile, unpredictable, beautiful thing. One moment life seems normal and the next thing you know, bam something happens. I found out Friday that my dad's company had gone from debating about declaring bankruptcy to deciding that is what they were going to do, and then ... BAM! Saturday they declared bankruptcy, faster than even my dad had even thought they would. And then I find out Monday that my "supervisor's" baby died on Friday. Just stopped breathing. So I am at work, holding the fort while the rest of the team is at the funeral. And this is new concept for me, because I have never been left on my own before at a temp job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So I sit here at work with these conflicting emotions, wondering if I am right in feeling them. Both things were not real shockers in that they happened, I suspected that they were going to come to pass. But they still made feel like crap at first. Yet, there is a peace now from them happening. It is almost something that was being hidden has been revealed and now it can be dealt with appropriately. I hope that my dad's company comes out ok, that he will get to keep his job and that he will get the kind of retirement that he has been promised since he started with the company, nearly 30 years ago. And the baby, she is now with God, which is probably for the best. I just pray that her folks will get through it, and that maybe they can find God and his Son in all of this. UGHH!!! All these emotions and thoughts going through my head just don't seem to make sense at times, because they seem to conflict. I guess that is just part of becoming an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh well. Life is short and unpredictable, I guess I just need to remember to treasure those special moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-112913312573912896?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/112913312573912896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=112913312573912896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/112913312573912896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/112913312573912896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2005/10/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-112904223946451901</id><published>2005-10-11T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T09:50:39.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Consequences</title><content type='html'>All right, I have seen some interesting things and some really bad things happen to some people I know these past few days, things that seem to be consequences of the actions they have taken.  I would like some feedback on the following question, "Will God have something bad happen to someone else for our sins to punish us?"  A for instance, you lie to your boss about a project that you screwed up and someone else gets fired, and this someone happens to be a very dear friend of yours.  This is the best analogy I can think of without actually giving an example of one of the events that have happened the past few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-112904223946451901?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/112904223946451901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=112904223946451901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/112904223946451901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/112904223946451901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2005/10/consequences.html' title='Consequences'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17687818.post-112896457878642760</id><published>2005-10-10T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T12:16:18.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HeLlO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So yeah, I have decided to join the blogging community.  There are times that I just wan to share my opinions and have no means to do so, and since so many I know use this anyways, I figured it would be a good way to get my opinions out there.&lt;/span&gt;  So howdy all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17687818-112896457878642760?l=wolfsheperd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/feeds/112896457878642760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17687818&amp;postID=112896457878642760' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/112896457878642760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17687818/posts/default/112896457878642760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolfsheperd.blogspot.com/2005/10/hello.html' title='HeLlO!!!'/><author><name>Eric, Wolf Shepherd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03101623936076320360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
