Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Leave A Legacy

Ask yourself this question; when you look back at the end of your life, what do you want your legacy to be?  

My Grandpa is a third generation farmer whose whole life revolves around his agricultural lifestyle and values.  Grandpa loves his family, is devout in his faith and treasures his agricultural lifestyle.  The legacy my Grandpa will leave will be one of a strong man who loved the Lord, his family and the land.  This legacy will never be world renowned, but it will be passed on throughout our family.  Sometimes in life, numbers and facts simply can’t measure the values of a person and their legacy that will live on in the hearts of their loved ones.   

My Grandpa instilled the value of hard work into all of his children.  No two days on the farm are ever the same, yet they all consist of the same trait--hard work. All of his children grew up helping on the farm and were encouraged to take their own risks to learn with my Grandpa’s guidance.  For example, while in high school, my Dad and his older brother purchased a swather and thus did custom swathing for local farmers to pay off the cost of the swather and make a profit. My Dad and his siblings spent their free time out hunting and fishing on the land.  My grandparents were never idle and therefore, neither were their children.  Think for a moment about: what values are being instilled in you?

Another value my Grandpa instilled in others was a passion for agriculture and the land in which we live on.  “For I know the joys and discomforts of agricultural life” could easily be spoken from my Grandpa’s heart.  Grandpa started working the land with horses and no electricity, yet ended up using tractors with technology beyond what could have been imagined when he was young.  Yet the triumphs my Grandpa shared in are significant.  Because of his passion for agriculture, three of his children now farm for a living within miles of their childhood farmstead.  

These are just a few of the many values that will be included in my Grandpa’s legacy when it is his time to go.  All of us have values that make up who we are and how we will choose to live our lives.  As we go on with our own walk of life, let's all stop and take a minute to look back and see the legacy that we are leaving behind and thank those who help us leave our legacy.  



Saturday, April 20, 2013

Roots


Just about everything starts somewhere, somehow, someway, someday, at sometime. We all have roots of where we came from and while attending the Girard FFA Banquet I began to realize my roots of my passion for agriculture.

On my way to the banquet I was informed my mom had never been to a Girard FFA Banquet before even though her dad was the ag advisor for some thirty some years – I found that a little interesting. So it was going to be a night of firsts for the both of us.

Walking up to the building that happens to be named after my grandpa - I thought about my grandpa and all the banquets he attended in his lifetime, I thought about my Aunt Jackie and all of her FFA moments, and now I was getting to go watch my younger cousin be recognized for her achievements.
 
The roots of agriculture and FFA my grandpa set is now on its third generation.


Discovering my roots - What are yours?

As FFA members and agriculturalists there are many roots we are challenged to withhold – one big one being feeding the world.

But there are always new roots to be planted- our chapter starting a new service project, applying for a proficiency award, or encouraging members to become more involved.

Just like a tree some of these roots could grow into deep meaningful traditions, while others may be shallower but they all play a part in anchoring down the tree; just like we all play a part in the future of agriculture and FFA.

Finish the year strong, and start GROWING some new roots!

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Go-To Dance Move



The past 9 months of my life have been spent with 5 other individuals – AKA: my teammates, my friends, and some of the best dancers I know.

Throughout our State Office year we have learned each other’s strengths and weaknesses, we have team code words and phrases, we know how to get on each other’s nerves, and we know how to make each other smile after a rough day. But a few things we had in common from day one – our love for dancing in the car and our fear of not being good enough or living up to previous state officer teams standards.


A few of us were riding in a car and Kayla started making fun of how everyone had their “Go-to” dance moves when jamming out to the radio on the way to different events.

There is Denver – the serious faced, looking ahead, and just taps his finger to the tunes.
Emily – The happy girl, who brings all of her former cheerleading experience to her dancing and that huge smile never leaves her face.
Kayla – She is the rapper of the group who does a hand bobbing thing (I really don’t know what it’s called.)  If Eminem comes on the radio – watch out!
Justin – We like to call it the half hearted fist pump. He doesn’t quite make a full fist but one hand or two he will fist pump to every song.
And Chelsey – she is the crazy, rock out, singing every word with the windows down.
Finally, myself – uuuhhhmmmm.....Let's just say, my parent’s money that went towards eight years of dance lessons wasn’t well spent.

We try to mock each other’s dancing and singing, but the problem is it is never as good as the original move. We have been told our team is unique and we will never be like another team. That was the moment we understood why. Our service as a team is like a dance move – if we try to copy another team’s “dance move” it won’t be as good as the original. We had to create our own dance move and set our own standards.



Not only does this apply to teams, but also to our individual self. As people, we are all unique and have our own dance moves in life. Sure we will have moments where we wish we were someone else but 99.9% of the time we will return to what we are good at – our “Go-To” Dance Move!

When the lights shine bright, the pressure is on, and everyone is watching – Just Keep Dancing!

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Life in My Dad's Eyes

Its calving season on the Neely farm and things aren’t starting out so hot – we have already lost two of my brother’s AI calves (and I wasn’t about to be the one to tell Clem). This didn’t make for a very happy papa but the thing about my dad – it may have been 10 degrees and freezing drizzle outside, he might be running on 3 to 4 hours of sleep, and the calf may have never made it no matter what –but he always takes the blame for the calf not making it.

Lesson 1: Never blame anyone or anything else – if you have the power to make a difference and you don’t take action that is worse than making a failed attempt.
 

So gates have not always been my best friend. I have managed to pull one back into my face and gave myself two black eyes. The other day when trying to move a cow calf pair through the barn, I got my arm stuck between two gates. And the list goes on. Every time an incident like these occur I get told: “You got to be smarter than the gate.”  For as sarcastic and blatantly obvious that statement may seem; it’s true.

If I would have thought through it and pushed on the stuck gate and instead of pulling it towards me; it wouldn’t have been able to “whack” me in the face.  If I would have only been moving one gate at a time instead of juggling opening and shutting 3 gates at the same time my arm would have never got stuck.

Lesson 2: Think before acting – this doesn’t just apply to gates but to life in general. How will "this" action affect the people around me and/or myself?

In high school my life was consumed by horses and barrel racing. There were very few days I would not be found riding a horse.  Just like any sport and any athlete there were the days I would come out on top and days when I would have bruises up and down my shins from hitting barrels. Those days when I would win – my dad was always there to make sure I stayed level headed – same goes for on the days things didn’t go as planned.

Lesson 3: Humbleness – We might be having the best day ever, but the person next to us might not be so fortunate - we have to keep them in mind when it comes to our actions and words of how great our day has been.
 Through the ups and downs, twists and turns, I know the one person who I can always count on for some good life advice.

Friday, November 30, 2012

The Stoplight

"Sorry I was late, got stuck at a stoplight." How many of us have used that as an excuse for being late? Or maybe we got stuck behind the person who actually drives the speed limit. Why does it always happen to me?!? If only that light would have stayed green for 3 more seconds or that person would drive 3 miles over the speed limit it would be much more convenient for us, or would it?

It is not unusual to see many students get pulled over driving through campus, more than likely, for speeding. There are many days where I have to speed check myself because sometimes 20 miles per hour does not seem fast enough when running a little behind.

Then there are those days when the world’s slowest driver is in front of me and I mumble and grumble to myself because it is such an inconvenience for me, till I see that hidden cop car waiting to catch an impatient speeding driver heading home from class. That slow driver has saved me several times and ended up being a convenience after all.

Those speeding days were put into perspective one early morning on the way to a greenhand conference. Fellow teammate Chelsey, former National President Ryan Best and I were in the car at 7 in the morning driving down the foggy highway. Chelsey is driving my beloved trailblazer, I am in the front passenger seat singing Cruise, and Ryan was in the back.



Ryan, Chelsey, and I at the Greenhand Conference
I look down for one second and Chelsey slams on the brakes and screams, “OH MY GOSH!!!” I look up to see two vehicles spinning and glass flying right in front of us. Chelsey pulls off to the shoulder, tells me to call 911 and takes off in her official dress and black heels to check on people. By the time I get to my phone another witness was already on the phone. All the victims were a little shaken up, but okay.

The one thing I forgot to mention, I was running late that morning to pick up Chelsey and Ryan. I was getting stopped by what seemed like every red light in Manhattan. Looking back, that last stoplight might have saved us from being in that wreck. A few seconds and we would have been the ones getting hit. All of suddenly that stoplight became a lot more convenient.

There are going to be many so called, “inconveniences” in our lives, but we never know when that inconvenience just might save us from a ticket or being in an early morning car collision that would make for an awful day. Instead of saying that stoplight made me late, one day you could be saying, “it saved my life.”

 For me, that stoplight is no longer an inconvenience.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Without the Soundtrack


Without the Soundtrack

The music swells, the weather experiences a sudden change, and they start to run.  Somebody yells out, “Go get ‘em son!”  We all recognize this point in a movie when we know everything is about to work out in the character’s favor.  But the things that are turning points in our life are rarely huge climatic moments like in the movies.  They don’t happen with an awesome soundtrack of compelling music, in the middle of a thunderstorm, or require us to jump on a plane at the last minute.  Now although I do wish my life had a soundtrack, or maybe even a running commentary, it just doesn’t work that way.

Most of the moments I can recall that have caused me to view life differently, change how I think, or even how I act, have been small moments.  To anyone else, they would seem trivial. But to me, they have shaped the path of my life.  Several of those moments have helped me realize something I would like to share with you.  As you read, think of the moments and events that have shaped you, no matter how big or small- something someone said to you that you will never forget, when someone went out of their way to do something for you, when you took notice of something in a different way that has changed how you think about things.  Whatever has impacted you, think about how it has changed your life and how you can let it continue to do so.

Karli is the first person who introduced me to this idea.  I have known Karli since I was in the first grade.  While most of us were working at the pool or on someone’s farm for the summer, Karli left the country.  It started out with a mission trip to Costa Rica our freshman year.  Lots of our classmates thought this was ridiculous. She would have to raise tons of money.  And what difference could Karli, just a girl we’d grown up with, make in someone’s life?  But Karli did it.  She then proceeded to go on more mission trips throughout high school, to Chicago, Peru, Romania, and Ethiopia.  Karli didn’t have to spend her time every summer eating peanut butter and jelly everyday in places with no plumbing.  But she did, because she knew what she would experience those summers was more valuable than what she could get by sleeping in and making trips to the pool.

Another person who lived this idea in my life is Jennie Weltmer.  Jennie was my cross country coach my senior year.  I first met Jennie when she married Simeon, a family friend.  Soon after they were married, Jennie toured in Afghanistan while Simeon was in med school.  Jennie has been through so much in her life.  By no means was she required to serve time in the military.  After what Jennie has been through, anyone would say she has done more than her part.

The last group of people who have inspired me were students and faculty at my high school.  After the disaster in Haiti, several individuals were talking at lunch and decided that they wanted to do something.  These girls approached out FFA and FCCLA advisors with the idea that our school and community hold an event to benefit the Haiti relief effort.  After some brainstorming, they came up with the idea of having a chili feed at one of our basketball games.  This may seem like a non-event.  Meals are held at ball games all the time.  But this one was different.  It wasn’t to raise money for prom or help a club raise their funds.  This was seeing that people needed help, and responding the best way they knew how.  These students created something that involved the entire community.

Each of these individuals has demonstrated what it is to serve in a big way.  We all know that we can help others by trying to brighten their day, helping with concession stands at the ball game, or signing up for an hour time slot with our chapter’s service project.  But we can also help others in big ways.  We can be the one that sees a need and fills it.  It is important to serve in the little ways we can.  But we shouldn’t be afraid of serving in big ways too.  We are all extremely blessed to have the ability and the means to make a huge difference.  We should not let the fact that it is scary to do something big stop us. 

Yes, it might be a big commitment, it might not go as planned, we might miss out on some things we wanted to do.  But the experiences we gain in return will be the most worthwhile memories we ever make.  We should not doubt just how far we can go if we want to make a difference.  It requires us to do something we aren’t quite sure how to, to give up our time, to take a risk.  But that fear we have is actually a good thing.  It proves what we are doing is worth it.

This is just one area of my life I have been inspired in.  We are influenced everyday by the people around us.  They can change our attitude and maybe even change the course of our life.  Not all these people are big parts of my life, but they left an impact on me.  We can have that impact on others too.  Those people that influenced me probably didn’t wake up in the morning with the idea that they were going to change someone’s life that day.  But what they are doing is waking up every morning realizing that life is not a solo flight.  If we invest in others, we can impact them this same way. 

We don’t have a soundtrack of background music to tell us when we are about to experience something that changes our life.  These moments will come from learning from each other and happen everyday.  I have learned from others that serving in big ways is something I am capable of, something we are all capable of.  What have you learned from those moments when something is highlighted for you, when something happens that you continue to think of, years later?  Take what you have noticed and apply it in your life.  It keeps running through your brain for a reason.

"Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed people can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has."
-Margaret Mead

Monday, April 2, 2012

Be Like, You

Be Like, You

Like, who would even wear that?

My mom was like “you’re going.”

It was like the best moment of my life!

It looked like he was having a really bad day.

How many times a day do we saythe word like? We use it as a word to fill in space. We use it as a word to soften the blow. (“It’s almost like he was mad at us.” is a whole lot less scary sounding than “He was definitely mad at us.”) We use the word “like”, like everyday. (See what I did there? J)

But its not just the word we overuse, its also the thought. So often we think, “What does this look like? What does this sound like? What did she think I was like?” We are so concerned about what things seem like. Does this shirt make me look like I’m fat? Does being friends with him make me look like I’m a loser? Does getting a bad grade once make me look like I don’t care? Did the way I just said that make me sound like I’m stupid? You get the picture.

We are always trying to keep up appearances and impress people around us. We want them to see us at our finest. While making a good impression is important, it can also become a vicious cycle. When we start trying to be something we are not, is when the word “like” is a problem. We’ve all seen the romantic comedies where someone turns out to be different than they said they were. Their lies catch up with them, and no one seems to appreciate being lied to. Eventually we will slip up, someone will discover we are only being like something and not the real thing.

When we act like something we aren’t, like is all we will ever be. It can be like we have character, like we are putting others first, or like we know what we’re talking about. But we can never have character, put others first, or know what we are talking about if we are only acting. When we act, we are only going to be like something else, not the real thing.

We can decide to stop acting, stop caring what it looks like we are. We can be who we are, an original, not a copy of something else. When we stop worrying about what things are like, and worry about what they really are, life becomes a lot simpler. We don’t have to worry if that decision made us look dumb to other people, if we know the real reason we made the decision.

Being real takes courage. But it has a high reward. When we are real about who we are, we can be reassured everything else in our life is real too- our friends, our goals, and it will lead to real happiness.

Why be like something else when you can be the real you?