Monday, September 24, 2012

With great power, comes great responsibility

Well it has been a a few days since I've had a idea on something that I wanted to share. First of all I want to say thank you for everyone that has read my blog. I started about a week and a half ago and the last read count was 485. I didn't think that anything that I had to say was that interesting, so thank you for reading, and validating something that I have always loved to do but never really had the opportunity, or means.

This being a sports themed blog I feel obligated to comment on the Football game that was played on Sunday. You know I thought I would be more upset at the Lions for loosing the game, and if the would have lost in regulation time I probably would be. But with the comeback that they made was nothing less than inspired and the hail Mary in the last second to tie the game, was well lets just say that I didn't really have a voice for much of the day today. Next the fact that they held the Titans to a field goal, and they lost on a bad spot by the replacement refs, I cant really be upset at them for that. They did everything they needed to do to win, and just got some terrible calls. I hope the lockout ends soon, so we can get the regular refs back soon.

On to the next point. I have really thought about the whole concept of this blog. I don't want it to be just a place for me to come and vent. I want it to be a place where my life and words can encourage and possibly inspire my readers with a few sports updates thrown in here and there. A great man once said "With great power comes great responsibility" what greater power is there, than the ability to encourage and inspire. Without inspiration do you think that Edison would have invented the light bulb. If he would have given up after his first hundred failures this would be a very different world. Edison was once asked about those hundred failures. He said the he didn't view them as failures he viewed them as a hundred different ways not to make a light bulb.

With all that being said, I feel very privileged to be here at this moment putting my thoughts into words, and that those words will be read by my friends, in the hopes that you find them helpful. I also want to let you know that I really do love writing to you guys and that any feedback you have to make this blog more helpful would be greatly appreciated.

I really look forward to the next time. I have an open seat so I hope you can join me for My Life in the Cheap Seats.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

The Game of Life...

How can we please everyone? I don't think it is possible. Through out my life I have been really concerned on how others view me. I don't know if it was growing up heavy, or what it was but I have always been self conscious. I have recently realized that, the way I have been viewing myself, is not healthy. It can cause you physical damage trying to please everyone. It has only been within the last six or seven months that I really started to view my life in a different way.

That is partly how I came up with this blog. I picture myself like a football game. My life is the game. I am up here in the Cheap Seats, looking down watching "The Game" of my life. Looking at it from this prospective, helps you view your life in a different way. You realize that there are only four quarters to your "Game" and you cant spend the entire game on the sideline. Sometimes your on offence, and sometimes your on defence. You have to manage the clock using your time wisely to make sure that your team comes out on top.  There are ups and down, sometime you will throw an interception, or fumble the ball. Its part of the game. If you look at your life with this prospective, it might just make you rethink how you are using your time, are you in a no huddle offence, trying to outwit and out play the defence. Or are you on a defence with its hands on its knees, tired out and back peddling, trying to not get run over.

With all that being said, it brings me back to my original point. How can we please everyone? From my prospective, trying to please everyone is like, trying to throw a touchdown on every play. Eventually you will score but there are a lot of incomplete passes before you do. You get really tired from running all the routes, and will not have gas in the tank for deep in the fourth quarter.

I have recently been faced with a few people that just seem impossible to please. I tare my self up over not being able to make these people happy. Its part of my personality. Them not liking me or what I did, makes me question myself. So I have to keep reminding myself, I'm not on the fifty yard line. Look at the big picture. Your not even at half time yet and you have the lead. Don't take deep passes down field every down. Be confident, and run the ball.

Just keep reminding yourself to view your Life In The Cheap Seats...

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Did I do something wrong?

Do you ever have a idea brewing around your head? You know that it is there and that it is a good idea, but you just cant seem to put it into a clear picture. That is what i am feeling like right now. I know there is an idea up there. I can smell burning rubber, and the smoke alarm just went off. Now i just need to get it on E.P. (Electronic Paper).

As I look back on the past ten years or so, I often think about if I made a wrong turn somewhere. Did I step off the path that was laid out for me. Where would I be if I had taken a different road.  Well as I look at my friends that I went to high school with, I picture what my life would be like if I would have finished college. The problem with that is that I never had a clear picture with what I wanted to do with my life. I see the guys that I went to youth group with and I see eighty-five to ninety percent if some sort of ministry. Did I miss a calling? Was there something in the water of Kent City that I didn't drink?

Sitting here perched in the Nosebleed sections I have a luxury that most people don't. I have the luxury of a panoramic view of what ever I am watching. So when I focus that perspective at my own life, I see a clearer view than someone sitting on the fifty yard line. I see that the choices I made, molded me into the man I am today, with a little help from a few key figures. Thank you to those men who showed me what a REAL man is.

I also see that there is one thing that I wanted for as long as I can remember. Before the Chef phase, or the Teaching Phase, even before the DJ phase, this occupation was on my mind. It will never make me wealthy, but it makes me rich beyond my wildest dreams. Being a DAD.

So as I wake up, and get ready for work every morning, I think that this is exactly what I want to be doing... Providing for my family the best that I know how. That may mean that I will never be able to go to a sports game, or take my family on a cruise. But we can be happy as a family, with a...


Sunday, September 16, 2012

Where is your maturity level at?

Well I fully intended to take the day off, and enjoy a full day of football, but when an idea pops into my head i have to take full advantage of it and put it on paper(so to speak). One of the upsides of having a blog is to be able to speak whatever is on your mind at the moment. I put in my opening post that this is not just a sports themed blog, but a view of life from my prospective. I have a really hard time separating myself from my emotions. My emotions form a deep part of my personality, and I think give my perspective a twist that most people try to ignore.

That being said, I want to tell you a story. This is a sad story. It has a sad beginning and a sad ending. It starts in Chicago. In 1871 a successful lawyers only son died at the age of four. Then the Great Chicago Fire ruined his law practice. This man decided to take his family to tour Europe. Being delayed by a zoning problem after the fire, he sent his wife and four daughters ahead of him, and he would follow as soon has the problems had been resolved. While crossing the Atlantic ocean the ship carrying his wife and daughters sank. All four of his daughters were lost at sea. His wife sent him a telegram "SAVED ALONE". He dropped what he was doing and race to cross the ocean to join his grieving wife. At the spot where the ship sank and his daughters drowned, he took out a pen and wrote down a few words.


Being a dad of at least two daughters,(maybe three the wife wont let me find out) I can not imagine what he was going though. As I was writing this down my eyes got misty because I don't even want to think about it. But this man lost almost everything that is really important. He had the maturity that even through mourning and sorrow, he had the frame of mind that he was going to trust God knew what he was doing. If he can do that after he lost all of his children, why cant i do that when we see a past due notice, come in the mail. WHY IS IT SO HARD TO PUT YOUR TRUST WHERE IT NEEDS TO BE?

Where is your maturity level at. Are you one that through the worst that life has to offer still looks up and says is that all you got, and put your trust in God that he will help you through it. Or are you the type of person that gets down on himself because something didnt go the way your expected. If I am truly honest with myself, I would probably have to put myself in the latter category. Be truly honest with yourself. If your not than that tells you right there where you are at. Only be admitting ones faults can one improve oneself.

That is my prospective from the Cheap Seats.

P.S. Go Lions Kick the Niners butts.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

The four types of guys..

Being a Newbie, I'm not exactly sure how often I am suppose to do this. Once a day? Twice a week? I just don't know. But after posting my first post yesterday, I'm thinking that i got hooked. There is something about putting yourself out there, with no fear of retribution. Those of you who know my, know that  I really cant keep my mouth shut about anything, if I have an opinion I will give it. If I don't like something, I will tell you. Oh and don't you dare mess with my family or you will see an ugly side to this normally calm demeanour. Even typing that it was hard to do it with a straight face. I am an emotional guy, and that is something that the "Guy" is not suppose to be. I don't care. I am who I am, and you either love me or hate me, your choice no skin off my back.

Now that you know me, or at least part of me, let me share an observation with you. The way I see it from up here in the "Cheap Seats" is that there are four kinds of guys in this world; guys that like sports, guys that like cars, guys who like sports and cars, and guys who don't like either. First of all, ladies stay away from the latter. Guys who don't like either, well there is something inherently wrong with that. It was programmed into our DNA. Its true if you look at it under a microscope you should see either Grass or Gas. If you don't, Run.

Second is the guy who likes both sports and cars. Now this is the most common stereotype for guys. Just because he as an extra appendage automatically makes him an expert on every sport known to man, and that he can fix your car with a tooth brush, a belt, and a roll of duct tape. Well to give him some credit, a guy should be able to fix anything with duct tape, and if he cant hes not using enough. I thought that I may be included in this category, because I bleed Honolulu Blue and I work at a car dealership in the parts department. Well truth be told, I don't really fit here. Wanna hear a secret? I don't really care about cars. that being said, I do like my job but I will not go out of my way to spend extra time that I don't have being with cars. Those of you who do, more power to you. The world need men like you.

Next there is the kind of guy who loves cars but not sports. The back yard mechanic who spends his Saturdays supping up an old barracuda, or just changing the brakes on his wife's grand prix. He is the kind of guy that will help anyone who needs it, just because he loves the feel of grease on his hands and the smell of exhaust. Guys if you find yourself in this category, consider yourself privileged for you don't know what you mean to the people that you help out. I have found myself lucky to call one of these men, friend. Thank you.

And last but defiantly not least is the type that i find myself fitting into. The sports fan. Whether it be baseball, football, hockey, or cheer leading we love sports. I know some of you guys are laughing and saying cheer leading isn't a sport. I was once one of you. But truth be told when your at a football game or basketball game, how many of you men watch the cheerleaders almost as much as the game. Being a sports fan isn't a hobby, its a way of life. Men devoted to their teams, will remain devoted to their team till death. With that devotion comes rivalry. Its a little known fact that WWII was actually started over a disagreement on which team would win the world series in 1939. Hitler wanted the Cincinnati Reds to win, most of Europe wanted the Yankees to win(whats new). When the Yankees won Hitler invaded France... Its true look it up. OK don't but you get my point. Although I do have a good friend that got in a fist fight, in Church no less, defending his beloved wolverines.

So with all that being said I am really glad that spent the time listening to my opinion. I will probably take tomorrow off, due to it being Sunday so i might not have time to write. The Lions are going to San Fran for a rematch of the Handshake, so there will be alot of praying going on tomorrow. Good Luck boys.

Friday, September 14, 2012

First timer....

So this is it... I gave in. I fell to the pressure  to conform to society. I have done something that I honestly thought I would never do. I started a blog. I probably have my wife to thank for this, even i have never mentioned doing one before. I started thinking about it and came to the relization that it is a good way to vent about absolutly anything that I wanted to, and you cant do anything about it.

Well if you dont already know who I am, my name is Josh Miller. I have been married for what seems like nine years, to the best woman in the world.I have two and a quater kids; Abby is 6 going on 15, Jazi is 4 and full of attitude, and that other quater we like to call gummie bear is due in mid to late March.

Being a huge sports fan, i decided to title the blog "Life in the Cheap Seats" because thats how I view Life. We will never be wealthy. There I said it. We will never win the lottery, so I can save that five dollars. Plus for those of you sitting with me in the "cheap seats"  you usually get a better prospective up here in the nosebleed section.  So I will use this as a way to vent, complain, discuss, praise, brag and any other verb that you want to throw in there. Im sure there WILL BE a Detroit Lions refrence at least once in every post, and for those of you that know me, posts made on the day afer my Lions Play will probable either be full of profanity (not really) or full of praise (really).

I will also use this as an outlet for those days that I just need to vent, so if you read it and fail to find a sports refrence, know that it must have been a rough day, and there are plenty of those. So I hope this blog helps you find a little bit of entertainment, maybe a little bit of inside info into my life, and prospective from life in the cheap seats...