It feels good

So on Wednesday my friend Dave talked about the things we let into our minds through the media. And let me tell you that message rubbed me the wrong way, given that I had just started watching a movie that was admittedly lacking in substance. But you can’t fight the truth. The things we put into our mind that don’t lift us up to God pull us down away from Him. It sucks, but there’s really no middle ground.

So then, why is it so hard to let go of the things that hurt us or that even just fill us up with empty calories?

Because it tastes good.

It feels good. It sounds good. It looks good. That’s the thing with sin. ┬áIt’s designed to draw us away or at least distract us from the One who really loves us. It really is sad. I could say more, but The Arrows say it so much better.

Something to think about.

Deadlines face extinction in Halton

So apparently students in the Halton School district are no longer subject to pesky things like deadlines.

This is what I learned a couple days ago through Lorraine Sommerfeld’s column in the Toronto Star. Her piece, suitably titled “Memo to schools: Even Blockbuster has due date”, highlighted a new policy enacted by the Halton School Board where teachers can no longer penalize students for ignoring due dates.

I am still recovering from learning that teachers can no longer flunk students or keep them back despite poor performance. Now I have to deal with the extinction of due dates? How exactly are students being taught about time management and diligence if they are allowed to do things whenever and however they feel like and get away with it?

At a personal level, I am glad that I was always subject to the ‘pressure’ of a due date. In fact, I remember my poor nine- year-old self having to stay up until the wee hours of 10p.m. to work on a diagram of the solar system so I would have it for school the next morning. Where would I be without due dates? Thanks to them, I am now a pro at pulling the all-nighters necessary for handing in forgotten assignments on time. They’ve protected me from a world of deducted marks. Without them I would certainly be a C student.

I just hope that none of those Halton students have aspirations of becoming journalists or working with the media, for due dates, also known as deadlines, are very much alive and well in this field. In fact they will be hard pressed to find a career where deadlines are not important.

Halton Students are in for a rude awakening.