Life here
at the house is definitely in full swing. Together we are planning LDW, developing
curriculum, and scheduling chapter visits; all while doing our day to day
chores such as running to Wal-Mart for nothing of severe importance or picking
up popcorn off the floor from the movie night the night before. Life as a state
officer so far has been one of memories, friendships, and a family that will
last a lifetime.
If you
didn’t already know, PLT was this last weekend. Be sure to ask your district
officers about how our National Officer Candidate Cameron Mann facilitated an
amazing conference. My team and I had only two tasks at PLT: Hold an Executive
Committee meeting, and prepare flags ceremonies.
Flags
have always been one of my favorite parts of conferences. As a student, the way
that they are able to make you think deeply, honor our soldiers, respect the
flag, and take pride in our freedom in America is what shoots them to the top
of my list. This time it was a little
different, and here is the story why.
It was the night after the
dance, bed checks had been completed and the team had gathered in the house to
wait for Mr. Martin so that we could practice our flag ceremony for a final
time. As we hashed out the details on where we were going to stand, how we were
to walk in, and who was to put up the flag, it all got a little muddy. So naturally—at
1 am—we all threw on some shoes and headed to the flag deck. As I knelt there
on the deck, wind blowing, not a cloud in the sky, and a big full moon
overhead, a wave of emotion hit me. Now, it wasn’t like a sad crying emotion,
but rather that emotion saying that I was here, I have reached my dream, now
what? In that single moment I felt brave, confident, and part of something
bigger. I then realized that we all are
part of something bigger.
But what
is this bigger thing of which you are a part? Maybe it is a sports team, or a
church group, or an organization that nationally has nearly 600,000 members. What
is your something bigger, but more importantly why is it there?
For me
my something bigger is FFA—Indiana FFA. But, why?
This
brings me to another moment from this year. During
our blast off training we participated in a “chalk talk” activity where we all
supplied questions and answers on a large sheet of paper that enabled us to dig
deeper. A question came up and its answer left me speechless. “When will we
stop serving? NEVER.”
FFA is
my something bigger and serving is my why.
Through
the rush that has been these last 11 weeks, time has escaped me, and I have
been so caught up in the next item on the list or the next event on the schedule
that I seem to have been overlooking what is truly important in life.
It not
the routine, or the schedules, or even the fashion fads that dictate our life. It
is our why.
Take a
moment to just listen and observe. Are you missing the glowing sunset as it fades
over the open field of corn? Are you passing by that smell of a fresh cut
alfalfa field? Are the stars in the sky just a distant memory? Are you
forgetting what your something bigger is? I challenge you. Take a moment, for
it…could change your life.
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