Putting Things in Perspective


Ever since we learned how to talk, it was imperative to tell people how old we were, “I am Two”,  “I am three and a half”. Of course, when children say it, it sounds so cute. As we get older, we start measuring things in the same exact way we did as children, using years, days and months; which seems the only normal way of doing things.

We make this much money a year, we will retire at this age or in this many years. All seemed going smoothly until we discovered that animal years are different from that of a human. For instance, a 14 years old dog is considered to be like an 82 years old man in human years. So when we look at a dog that is 14 years old, he might be thinking “This human is more like a dinosaur, he is at least 200-250 years old”, right?

So we just did a comparison between two living organisms, the human being and the dog. We can definitely expand the list to include mammals, fish and all sorts of other species.

Now the fun part begins. I think by now you might have an idea of what I am proposing. Let us compare our human years to the years in heaven. Are they the same? Are they different? Well, what if they’re different. What if one day in heaven is equivalent to one year on earth? What if one day equates to 100 or a million years?

Now here’s where the scary thought really is. What if God has a day off?

If our time here on earth is relatively equal to heaven’s time, then we risk an entire 24 hour without any divine interference due to God’s day off. Think globally now! Galaxies, planets etc… Everything is hanging by a thread.

If our time here on earth is vastly different from heaven’s time, then what? If our earthly 100 years equate to one day, and that happens to be the day God decided to have a day off, then what? Then the fun begins. Do you really want to be around on God’s day off?

You would pray to God, but he’s not listening because it’s his day off. Try praying in a 100 years when he’s available.

P.S: I am not saying that God has a day off. I am not trying to insult anyone, but I’m simply trying to put things in perspective. Be grateful to what you have.

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The Season of ‘Tis and ‘Twas


Santa Claus

Santa.

Ever  since I was a kid and like millions if not billions around the world, when we hear the word “Santa” we automatically draw this visual image of an older man, heavy built, a white beard, high rosy cheek bones, and eye glasses on. But most importantly, what really makes him stand out is his uniform. Just like superman or batman or any other superhero, we can easily identify them simply by their uniform. While most of the superheroes prefer to wear tights, we see that Santa Claus has chosen a thicker uniform, and that’s because he lives in a place where no man can survive, “the north pole”. If it’s freezing in the summer time, you can only imagine how cold it gets in the winter time.

While most of the superheroes claim to provide protection to everyone on earth all-year round, we hear of Santa whose only purpose is to deliver toys in one night. That to me, is a lot of work; Not only that, he also has to make sure that only those that deserve a toy would get one, and those that were naughty shouldn’t.  It is really hard for him to come down the chimney to begin with, but now imagine he only has to leave one toy for one of two kids in a household, “the good boy”. I know the second kid will side with the Grinch, that’s what I would do if I were him.

The Grinch

But that’s not the point, the main question I have always had is: What does Santa do when he is delivering toys in places where his “freezing proof” uniform is now acting more like a “Surround Sauna”? Does he have “Santa shorts” uniform with a sleeveless “Santa Jacket” that is not made of fleece? Do kids leave him milk and cookies in those countries or maybe he would rather have a refreshing glass of lemonade instead?

If he is flying over Washington DC, will we see the US Air Force scrambling a couple of jets escorting him away from the White House?

I am not sure what the answers are, but would love to hear some suggestions.

Raghid Khalil

It’s That Time of the Year!


I hear songs from the eighties, songs that millions of people have heard before. It might not be playing on the radio but it sure is playing only in the minds of those that want to hear it. “It’s the eye of the tiger”, that’s right “the eye of the tiger”.

Less than a week to go… Everyone is on the lookout for everyone else’s action. People slowly walk down the aisles of different electronic and clothing stores, smiling and nodding their heads to others while greeting them, as if they hail from an era not like the one we live in today. They register items and prices in their heads, yet walking out the stores empty handed, again … as if nothing was good enough for them.  That’s how civilized they are … all year-round.

Another day or two go by… Those same people start to lose some sleep. You can see the dark circles under their eyes, but they will deny any accusation of sleep deprivation. That’s a normal behavior. Another one would be their inquisitive nature that pops out of nowhere. They try to suck out every bit of detail you might have, about anything that you may have shown interest in over the past couple of weeks.

The song gets louder and louder, the nights get longer and longer. A cup of coffee is no longer helping. They start resorting to double espresso shots as the time starts closing in on them.

It is almost midnight. Those same people that hailed from the 1900’s era have begun their fast transformation yet backward evolution, an era that many of us were made familiar with, by simply watching movies like ”The Planet of the Apes”.

At midnight precisely, right outside the doors of several stores, you see people in masses running into the stores they were previously visiting in a very civilized manner. This time however the smiles have disappeared, the only eye contact is that established with an item on a shelf or could be in someone else’s cart. No need to get into details: “it’s the purchase of the fittest”.

Life will only return back to normal after checkout has been completed.

The bad news… it is almost the end of civilization. The good news… it is black Friday. Happy shopping!

Raghid Khalil