The Eulogy: 2015
Over the last few days I’ve witnessed so many who’ve cursed or eulogized the last year; yes 2015. Instead of rejoicing in the 365 days of life God allowed them, they dismiss the gifts of grace in hopes of happenstance instantly or magically changing their circumstances.
What makes a person believe that the tick of a second-hand tock is going to erase the hardships, the failures, the could-have-beens, the should-have-beens and the never-have-beens?
Good things happen, bad things happen, terribly horrible things happen and yes; wonderfully fantastic things happen. This is what we call “Life.”
Were there hard times in 2015? Sure. After 15 years I still miss my mother. After 8 years and counting, I still cheer-lead for my son with Down syndrome to live an amazingly fantastic life. Day after day I still watch my dad as the effects of diabetes and dementia take their collective toll.
This is called “Life” and it’s a gift; rejoice in it. Psalm 118:24 – This is the day that the Lord has made; We will rejoice and be glad in it.
While attending a funeral recently, an 89-year-old gentleman graced me with conversation. In sincerity and optimism he looked squarely at me and said, “Chief, life is too short. Enjoy it.”
What do you say to that?
I thought about the many who hurriedly stowed away 2015 in hopes of better times, the comment I could not respond to on life’s brevity, and my own take on the passing of one calendar year to the next.
I’m going to be honest with you; am I where I wanted to be on several levels at the end of 2015? No, not at all.
– I wanted to increase my walk with Christ
– I wanted to be a better father
– I wanted to be a better son and brother
– I wanted to be a better friend
– I wanted to be thinner and healthier
– I wanted to not be so guarded
– I wanted to cycle more, and eat ice cream less (debatable)
Am I bitter? Have I plastered Facebook with admonishments over a 2015 unlived, have I darkened others’ days with tales of “unfairs” over the last year? No. Not at all. It was a fantastic year. It was a 365 day blessing of mercy that God gifted me. It was yet another year in my life well lived.
This is not a criticism for pessimistic postings. It’s a reminder that if you think back over the course of the last year you will find;
1. The bad things that could have been avoided, possibly required more of our time and attention.
2. The horrible things that could not be avoided, we should be thankful that we’re still in this life to grieve, learn or recover.
3. The good things that happened probably resulted from our hard work and dedication.
4. The fantastic things that happened probably included someone else’s support along the way.
If you sat on your thumbs in 2015 waiting for what you thought owed and were disappointed, then sitting on your thumbs in 2016 will probably only result in much more soreness and even more criticisms come next New Year’s Eve.
Don’t be so quick to eulogize the passing year for its failures, as they represent the “you” who experienced it. Instead, embrace the positive and learn from the each opportunity.
Failure is not getting knocked down. It’s refusing to get back up.
See you at the end of yet another superhero’ish calendar year 2016.
Originally posted at scottsilverii.com – The Eulogy: 2013 / 2014
What happened on April 20, 1999? Law enforcement may not recall the date, but we know the outcome. It’s when our patient world of Contain, Control & De-escalate shifted to a pursuing response of Active Shooters. Overnight, SWAT took a back seat to the Patrol Officer, as rapid response required immediate deployment to neutralize the threat.
The nation was so shocked following the Columbine High School massacre that no one seemed to mind the tactical and equipment shift to better arm first responding beat cops for confronting weapon wielding madmen.
What a difference the world of policing has experienced from Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold to Tashfeen Malik and Syed Rizwan Farook.
Not only has the political climate tugged the rug from under our collective battered police boots, but the cultural tenor begs we lay down our arms. Or at least keep them holstered until a video review can be debated over social media.
Global terror has landed square in the lap of the good old red, white and blue. Our fighting military forces, God bless them are the best on this planet, but this is not their battle.
Had every Navy SEAL been stationed just 110 miles south at Coronado, there’s still no way they could’ve activated to respond to the Inland Regional Center. The United States military’s function is not to provide domestic, civil law enforcement services.
It’s the beat officer writing the citation a few blocks away and the motor cop working the car crash at the intersection that will drop everything to respond.
In San Bernardino, as in Columbine, local law enforcement were the first responders during the period of crisis. Even our brothers and sisters in the federal alphabet soup of law enforcement are post-incident response at best.
A 2013 FBI report stated there was 1 active shooter incident every 3 weeks. Who responded? The same local cops still taking criticisms from video voyeurs running in the opposite direct of the danger.
Big Blue, you’ve got a choice to make. On top of everything else heaped on your backs, have you got the legs to carry the hometown battles to terrorists?
We’ll be asked in a few months what happened on December 02, 2015. Most will scratch their heads. But we’ll know. It’s the day the game changed.
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The Donut and San Bernardino
NOTE: I originally wrote this for my Facebook page, which has since gone viral across the web. I wanted to share it with you – it’s been copy pasted in the original content from my page at Chief Scott Silverii, PhD.
As a non-fan of professional baseball I always thought how ridiculous it was when players stepped on deck and began swinging their bat with the weighted ring (donut) on it.
Good thing I’m not the commissioner of baseball.
It’s the same thing with the “militarization” of American police.
The danger of allowing observers and non-fans of law enforcement to dictate practice and procedure is that when cops are dispatched on deck to face a pitcher throwing 500 mph fastballs instead of the 92mph pitches they’re equipped for; they lose.
This isn’t the MLB. When cops lose, so does society. We don’t keep score in earned runs but in lives lost.
Watching coverage of the San Bernardino terror incident, I noticed no one; not the media, witnesses, victims or the talking heads who spew hatred for sponsored endorsements had a thing to say about the bullet proof vests, ballistic helmets, rifles or the armored vehicles used to efficiently terminate the killers.
The same ones who change your flat tire, arrest your abusive spouse and swallow the resentment you show for the oath they swore, are who stopped the massacre of innocent people.
Does it make sense for a home run hitter to take the plate with a weighted donut wrapped around his wooden bat? No, not at all.
Just like it’s not good practice for cops to go battle gear forward for daily duty. But equipment is designed for a reason. Be it the donut or the APC, it’s there for a purpose.
Thankfully it was available in San Bernardino. Hopefully it’ll be available for the next massacre coming to a soft target near you.