Behold, I Am Doing A New Thing

The title is from Isaiah 43:19.  Don’t worry, I’m not going to get preachy (but if you would like to hear about Jesus just ask me!)  My wife had some dreams last year where she kept hearing these words, “Behold, I am doing a new thing”,  “Look, I’m doing something new!”   After those dreams, our life started to change.

I’ve been an avid pilot my whole adult life.  But since I’ve been convicted to scale down our lives I decided to sell my airplane and get into a more affordable type of aviation.   I couldn’t sell the plane no matter how much I lowered the price.  Then I crashed.  Not a bad crash mind you, in fact, I crash better than anyone I know.  (With apologies to Mel Gibson in Air America).  Only the landing gear was damaged but it was damaged beyond economical repair so the airplane was totaled by the insurance company.  I got more than I could have sold it for and with the sale of my hangar, I was able to retire all our consumer debt and put a sizable chunk away into savings.

“Behold, I Am doing a new thing”

Over the Fall, my autistic son became more violent.  To the point we had to call police and take him to ER multiple times.  Eventually we had to throw up our hands and turn to the county regional center who were able to find him a home to live in (because we couldn’t handle him any more).  This gave my wife and I the breathing room we needed to think this through.  I’m leaving a lot out for his privacy’s sake but bottom line is my wife was able to find him a new psychiatrist and get him on some medicine that actually works instead of making things worse.  He is now living in a group home about 2 miles from us and seems to be doing much better.  He wanted to move out anyway.  Now he has and we have respite from 23 years of raising an autistic boy and man.

“Behold, I Am doing a new thing”

Last week I get news that I am being laid off in 4 months.   Not just me, not just my group of 6 network admins, but the entire IT division in our corporation.  All of us from managers on down are being let go.  We also “get” to train our replacements in India.  But the silver lining is we also get a severance package so I should have full pay until mid-October some time.   This news would have been so much harder to take if my son were still living here, if I were trying to figure out how I was going to sell the airplane and hangar still.

“Behold, I Am doing a new thing”

Since my wife’s dreams all of the pieces of life have aligned to put us in a stronger position relative to losing my job.  A stronger position relative to pursuing my dream of living a full time traveling lifestyle.  I’m at a crossroads in life.  Do I do Life 2.0 and “do a new thing?”  I’m already applying to jobs that are in the field I’m qualified for.  But there is something nagging at the back of my brain to work with disable children and adults.  Do I do what I’ve always done and wait for that job to lay me off?  Or do I do a job that will really make a difference in someone’s life?

Maybe it’s time to do a new thing.

Almost Blown Takeoff

I decided to get in a quick flight before church this morning.  I made my way out to New J and found a couple other PPG guys out there and a hot air balloon.   Should have been a nice easy takeoff but it was a little crowded.  I should have moved farther down the runway.  I should have oriented more into the wind.  I should have a lot of things.  Don’t worry, nothing bad happened.  My pride got a little bent but nothing else.

As I was taking off my wing started to oscillate.  Rather than slow down and dampen it properly I fell back on my fixed wing roots and gave it full power.  I got off the ground but it wasn’t pretty.  So I need to go back to New J and just do some taxi practice.

If a picture is worth a thousand words then a video is worth a million…

Saturday Morning at New J

I got out to New Jerusalem kind of late this morning, close to 8:30am.  When I arrived I found I had company…

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It was kind of interesting talking to the pilot in the blue ballon as he drifted over about 30 feet above my head.  We spoke in conversational tones.  “I like your wind sock.  It’s the perfect size for us.”  “Thanks!” Came back my reply.  So odd not to hear the sound of an engine when an aircraft is climbing out of the airport.  I took care of the lack of engine noise.

The gentleman in the blue balloon didn’t fly much longer than I did.  The wind was negligable on the ground but very switchy and thermally about 100 feet up.  I spent a lot of time swinging back and forth.  I’m still trying to get used to this feeling.  I think I need to fly with more paramotorists so I know what’s normal and what’s not.  At any rate it wasn’t comfortable for either of us so we landed.

I put my rig away and then drove over to watch them pack up.  I offered to help fully expecint them to say no, but the joke was on me as I was employed as a third set of hand between the pilot and his ground handler.    I learned a lot about how they are constructed how they are flown and handled.  Very interesting.  I invited them to the High Sierra Fly-in.  I hope they show.

Short Video Clip Of The Stanislaus River

Just thought I’d throw together a quick and dirty video of flying over the Stanislaus River near the New Jerusalem airport.  The winter rains have made everything so green and beautiful.  But then God’s earth is beautiful.  It declares His glory.

Easter Picnic

I posted a bit about the Easter picnic I attended at the Red Hills Ranch.  Here is a great video my buddy Rich Finkle put together on the event.


<p><a href=”https://vimeo.com/160811600″>Red Hills Easter 2016</a> from <a href=”https://vimeo.com/user1348439″>Richard Finkle</a> on <a href=”https://vimeo.com”>Vimeo</a&gt;.</p>

I Have Been Co-Sourced

That’s the term Lockheed used when I worked there.  Whenever a program was cut the employees were declared surplus to company needs.  I guess this was supposed to help with our delicate psyches or something.   All through the 1990’s the buzzword was “outsourcing.”   A really nice way to say, “Hey, we really appreciate all the hard work you’ve put into the company but we’ve found we can pay people in other countries far less.”  I’ve seen lots of jobs at my present employer outsourced to overseas companies. Basically your job was given to someone overseas and then you were out the door.

Now there is a new term; “co-sourcing.”  As best I can this means, “We need you to train your overseas replacement and THEN you go out the door.”  So, for the next few months I will be doing my part to train my replacement at a company overseas until early August.  Now, the company is being as nice about it as they can be, offering a fairly generous severance package and the usual grief counseling.  It’s still rather a shock and a surprise.

So why don’t I feel worse about it?  Maybe because I won’t be on-call anymore?  Maybe this is a good opportunity to finally change careers?  I have to say God has been preparing me for this in ways I didn’t even realize.  About 3 months ago I suddenly felt the need to find my son a place to live outside our home.  It wasn’t just the fact that he was getting violent, it was just time.  God also placed in in my heart to pare down the number of our possessions.  I believed it was for living full-time in an RV but as He usually does, it was also in preparation for something else.  So we’re going to continue in pare-down mode and keep trying to “downsize” our lives.

There are a lot of things to think about such as medical coverage, prescriptions and such.  But we’re pretty sure God has already handled that for us.  We’ll see what it is when the time comes.  I have employment until the first week of August.  After that the world is wide open.  I’ve got several ideas but one thing I’m not going to do like when I got laid off from the bank; I’m not going to panic this time.  God loves me and He certainly loves my family.  He will provide a way for us and I’m anxious to see what that is.

National Naval Aviation Museum and the Pensacola Lighthouse

I really enjoyed these folks’ visit to the Naval Aviation Museum and Ft. Pickens in Pensacola, FL.  I can’t wait to visit those places again.

 

“From the top of the walls of Fort Pickens we could look across Pensacola Bay and see the Pensacola Lighthouse. To get there by roads, we had to drive about 45 miles, crossing bridges and driving th…”

Source: National Naval Aviation Museum and the Pensacola Lighthouse

Red Hills Ranch Easter Saturday

One of the highlights of our year is the Easter Saturday get-together at Red Hills Ranch.  Jack and Myrna Moyle started out by having an easter egg hut for their kids, that soon expanded to friends, pilots, and complete strangers.  Cristy and I flew in for the past couple of years but since the airplane is gone we drove up this year.  I brought along my PPG to show Jack and fly if the weather was good.

 

The weather was beautiful and the runway was blanketed by wildflowers.  The wind was too squirrely to fly but everyone enjoyed checking out the new flying machine.

Myrna (sitting on my trike above) organized an egg toss, sack race, and the Easter egg hunt of course.  We enjoy some time catching up with old friends and watching the kids enjoy themselves.  It’s always such a privilege to visit Jack and Myrna and enjoy their beautiful ranch.

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Attention pilots:  We will be having a fly-in here at Red Hills Ranch on Memorial Day weekend.  Fly in starts on Friday and runs until Sunday morning.  We have a pot luck on Saturday night and Myrna cooks us breakfast on Sunday morning.  It is not to be missed!  If you would like to join us please do!  If you need info on getting here let me know and I’ll give you directions.  Hope to see you there!

Minor Rant

This is just a short minor rant, it really doesn’t even bug me that much.  Only just enough to post about it.   I love it when I ask a friend who does financial planning for advice and they say they can’t do it.  I would HAVE to be a client.  Yet this same person will turn around and ask me for computer advice.  My new stock answer is, “Sorry, you would have to be a client.”