Welcome to Ted’s blog!
Welcome to Ted’s blog!
Many of us are where we are, who we are, because of choices or decisions that we have made in the past. Every decision we make either nudges us a little further ahead in life-be it physically, financially, emotionally and spiritually or holds us back in all of the same ways. When we look back on the path we have chosen in life, we may very well see, perhaps with glaring clarity, circumstances and situations that we found ourselves in that were, at one time, completely out of our control; where we were born, the family we were born in to, the neighbourhood we grew up in, etc.
As we look beyond that however, at the more recent years of our adult life, we can, if we are honest with ourselves, join the dots of the choices we have made in the past week, month, year and/or years, decades in fact, and clearly see that the path we’ve been on, the steps we have taken or not taken, have largely been ordered by the choices WE have made, rather than made for us by others. (I’m in no way being insensitive to those living under or in extremely oppressive, abusive, closed and/or communist nations, etc.)
I have been very fortunate indeed to have lived all of my life in a country that enjoys relative freedom and peace. That being stated and clearly understood by this writer, I must then, if I am to demonstrate at least a small measure of integrity, take full responsibility for the choices that I have made in my life and accept the fact that who and what I am, where I am, what I’ve done or have failed to do, can be clearly seen in the day to day moments of my thinking, my decisions, my choices and not others.
Circumstances are one thing, choices another. While we may very well be or have been victims of the former, the latter does afford the opportunity, at times, to change our circumstances, whether temporarily or permanently by making better, wiser or more informed decisions. When we begin to take responsibility for the choices that we have made in our lives, some good and some most definitely not so good, we begin to move out of the realm of helpless and into the arena of hopeful. One train of thought is negative while the other is largely positive. The choice is ours to make.
Forgiving someone is a beautiful moment in the life of the forgiver.
A Christian book and bible store that I robbed thirty seven years ago (I was caught by the police but the store owner wouldn’t press charges…she said that I was a “good boy” and hadn’t meant any harm.) is now carrying my book, Journey to Redemption.
” Amazing grace, how sweet the sound”…
Gordon played chess…a lot of chess, against a diverse group of opponents of varying skill levels from ages eight to eighty. Gordon himself was no “spring chicken,” being at least seventy-five when I met him for the first time.
He was sitting in his usual spot at the mall, chessboard set up, waiting patiently for someone to sit down and join him for a game. Someone always did sooner or later. It could be a teenager, eager to show the old timer a thing or two about aggressive queen play or a middle-aged gentleman thankful for the opportunity to kill a little time while his wife did the shopping.
I had just gotten off the phone with my publisher when I saw this quote by Walt Disney on Main St. in the Magic Kingdom, Disney World. It says, “It takes people to make the dream a reality.” It is so true.
Walt’s dream of one day having the finest family oriented theme park in the world came true because of the people he surrounded himself with.
My dream of one day writing a book and having it published has come true, in part, because of the wonderful people in my life who hold me accountable, motivate and inspire me.
Serge Leclerc spoke to me just once in the three days that I shared a cell with him in Toronto East Detention. He said, “keep your mouth shut and mind your own business.” Few words, to the point, very true and appreciated by yours truly. What else was there to say? Nothing. Nothing else mattered. Not there or Kingston penitentiary or Collins Bay Penitentiary. We followed each other, Serge and I, from one facility to another, while serving out our respective sentences. God was setting the stage for a miraculous reunion which would take place many, many years later.