To Jim...

I've written before that I am pretty much a loner, in fact in one of my most recent blogs I likened myself to an island. There have been many, many acquaintances in my life, many people that I am friendly with, but through the years there have been very few that I have considered a tried and true friend. As I was mowing the grass yesterday my thoughts were with one of my rare friends, for he has been ailing lately, and I have been concerned.
As I mowed I tried to remember the origins of our friendship, of when it was that he penetrated my defenses and went from acquaintance to friend. I've known Jim for well over twenty years, first from attending the same church together. But then, in 1991, as I was faced with a divorce, I hired Jim to represent me. As it turned out I wasn't just hiring an attorney I was making a friend- a better friend than I had any right to. Jim kept me on the high road throughout my ordeal when it would have been far easier to get down in the mud like so many divorces revert to. And when he saw the stress beginning to overwhelm me he took it upon himself to arrange a day of stress relief- in the form of paintballing. That was the seed of our friendship, and I'm forever grateful that he cared enough to plant it, and then to nurture it, for our friendship has been a real blessing to me.
Through the years Jim and I have shared too many meals together to count, played tennis, shared thoughts, experiences, laughs and tough times. I was blessed to share the same building with Jim the last several years he worked. Many days we would sit in one another's office and just share, just be friends. It is a rare and beautiful thing that we all too often take for granted until something happens and we find ourselves stripped of that friendship. I really believe that both Jim and I were always aware of how special true friendship is. I always cherished him calling me "my friend" in his Georgian accent, for I truly felt the genuineness of his friendship.
Today I learned that Jim's cancer, that he'd battled into remission for several years, had spread throughout his abdomen and treatment wasn't an option. My heart is broken at the thought of losing one of the few really true friends that I have, but that's just me being selfish. I know Jim, and I know his walk with the Lord, and I'm confident that for Jim death holds no sting. In that Jim and I were very similar- I find the prospect of meeting my Lord far more appealing than life on this earth, but like Paul said, we run the course laid out for us so when our time comes our Lord will say, "Well done my good and faithful servant"... To my friend, my dear friend, I say, "well run my friend. You ran the course laid out for you, and you stood by your principles and convictions. You were and are an inspiration. I only pray I can run my race as well. I love you my brother."
I will miss you Jim. But where you will be know that I follow, and I will see you again Brother. You can bet the farm on it...

The Cult of Catholicism...

So there's rumblings of changes in the Catholic church... There's talk of revisiting the celibacy issue for priests (which, personally, I believe is not a scriptural basis for priesthood- rather a manmade regulation). There's the Pope's shake up of the Roman Vatican... And now, there's a "new" stand by the Church as to the requirements to get into heaven...

""The Catholic Church is basically saying there are people through grace who can come through. Whether or not it's through Jesus … they can still make it to heaven."

Wow. Where in Scripture does it say this!? Matthew records Jesus telling the people that the "wide gate and broad road leads to destruction" and the "narrow road leads to life." Clearly, in his teaching Jesus teaches, "I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me." (John 14:6). Seems pretty clear cut to me. No one gets to heaven except through Jesus.

In college one of my good friends was raised a Catholic, and although a born-again Christian still was a pretty staunch defender of Catholicism. We had some pretty spirited debates, initially began by my comment that Catholicism was the world's largest cult. I challenged him to show me where the Bible says I need to go to a priest, a man, for absolution of my sin when Jesus clearly stated he was my high priest to the Father. I can go directly to him... There were other issues, other discussions, but in the end if a religious group believes that which is contrary to the Bible, then it is a cult. And  this latest "statement of belief" from the head of the Catholic church is clearly contradictory to the Holy Scriptures.
Food for thought...

I am an Island...

Sometimes we hear a song and it just seems to strike a chord, or ring true to life... Today I heard an old favorite, from the early days of Simon and Garfunkel, and it seemed to now define me. ..

A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

Sometimes I feel that I am an island, but I know it's an island of my own making- Life is choice, and right now, at this chapter of my life, this is my choice, and who knows what's best for me better than me?

Recognizing the Whisper...

Last night was a perfect night for a fire so I fired up the fire pit and sat out on the deck. It was an exceptionally dark, cool night, which magnified the warm glow of the fire, As I sat there listening to the crickets and scurrying of the night life around me I suddenly felt so close to God. I was just sitting, marveling at His creation, and He seemed so close.
Remembering that feeling this morning it caused me pause, and I wondered why I didn't feel His presence like that all the time, and I immediately knew the answer. Last night I was still, as we are commanded to be in Psalms 46, verse 10; "Be still and know that I am God". When I was still, when I allowed God's presence to be felt, to be known, I was close to Him. It's those times that I get so busy with "life", when I speed from one thing to the next, when my days are a blur- it's those times that God waits patiently for me to be still and experience Him. He doesn't ever stray from me, rather it is I who stray from Him...
I remember the account of Elijah, on the mountain, when God told him his presence was to pass by. Elijah went out and stood and a great and powerful wind tore the mountain and shattered rocks- but the Lord was not in the wind. then There was an earthquake, but the Lord wasn't in the earthquake. Fire followed, but the Lord wasn't in the fire. And last, a gentle whisper, and Elijah pulled his clock over his face as he stood at the mouth of the cave, for God was in the whisper. Elijah heard, and recognized, when he was still before the Lord (1 Kings 19)...   
The thing we don't often hear or remember about that story is when confronted by God Elijah chose to complain to the Lord- to boast of how zealous he was and complain to God how God wasn't holding up his end of the deal. He (Elijah) was all alone! And God responded, telling him to return, for he was not alone, there was a remnant of 7,000 that were faithful to the Lord. Elijah saw his own circumstance, God saw the whole picture. All too often I find myself blinded by my circumstances to appreciate the big picture. I fear that in my rush, my arrogance, and in my inability to be still on a consistent basis I hurt my Heavenly Father... I'm sorry Abba, I'm sorry Father...

Food for thought...

Sequester Cuts 1, Obama 0

I was reading today that the government deficit in 2012 actually dropped from 3.6 trillion to 3.54 trillion and is on track to dip below 3.45 trillion by September, the end of fiscal 2013. Originally, in 2011, our deficit was forecast to peak 4 trillion by 22014. So what do we owe this dramatic turn-around to, and why isn't this more newsworthy?
The answer- the sequester cuts, and Democrats and the Administration don't want to call attention to it. Why? Because the sky hasn't fallen, the world didn't stop turning, and we didn't plunge into the next Great Recession again as they predicted. No, our society is more than capable of absorbing a piddley 5% cut-back- most Americans cut back much deeper than that these past few years- and it's time our government learned to do the same. It's time we get spending under control. So what's the new line coming out of the Administration?
Obama is offering the House, currently controlled by the GOP, a "balanced approach" to the 2014 budget in exchange for cancelling the sequester. Personally, seeing the deficit drop two years in a row for the first time since the Korean War is encouraging. Obama is like our over-paid, spoiled professional athletes, who sign a contract, get what they want, then cry and whine and try to renegotiate. Here's a thought- honor your word Mr. President. You signed this deal in 2011, received your increase in the debt ceiling, because the House honored their end of the contract, and now you want out of your end. Man up and honor your agreement! All the bad things you predicted didn't happen, all the bad things you tried to fabricate didn't pan out, and now we're finally putting some brakes on your out-of-control tax-and-spend administration. After five years of fiscal failure a reasonably intelligent person would reason that they need to change tactics- so how about it?
And while I'm railing on unjust things coming out of your administration, what's the deal with exempting Congress out of Obamacare? If it's good enough for the masses it should be good enough for our elected officials... Better yet, perhaps it's time to admit that this whole "train-wreck" was a big mistake and just repeal it. A mistake is only a mistake as long as you continue in it. Better to have nothing to show for eight years in office than to have this colossal failure on your record for all posterity...
Food for thought...

Can I Be Present in the Present?

Life is lived only in one place- the present. Unfortunately all too often we find ourselves distracted from life, even as it's happening to us, by the past or the future. I remember so clearly as a boy that "time" just seemed to drag by. Years were measured by halves and quarters- ("I'm seven and a half", or "I'm eleven and three quarters"). I couldn't wait for each milestone to come. I lived often for the future, and it seemed to take forever to arrive.
As I get older I'm amazed at how fast time passes, and often wonder what happened to my summer, or lament on things I didn't get done that I wanted to accomplish, wondering where the time went. All too often I'm distracted by my past. I tell myself I'm going to do things as I look to the future, yet often forgetting that one unchangeable truth- life is happening now. Sometimes I find myself talking to someone, or doing some task, and my mind is on a dozen other things, other places, distracted by was or is to come.
Life is happening now, all around us, and it is in our best interest to learn to live in the moment, to be aware of now, and all that is happening around us. This is life, and this is where our joy and contentment lie. The past is gone, the future may never come, but we have today. We need to learn to own it. By owning each day, by doing what we can right now, in the present, to make our lives better, is the secret to a better tomorrow. No one owes you anything more than you have today. Take advantage of what you have while you have it and refocus yourself on now.

On a separate note, totally unrelated to the topic of this blog, I wanted to share two quotes I read recently, because I found them delightful. The first was from Lawrence Peter who said, "By the time a man realizes that his father was usually right, he has a son who thinks he's usually wrong". The second is even more profound; it comes from John Andrew Holmes who said, "It is well to remember that the entire population of the universe, with one trifling exception, is composed of others".

Food for thought...

What is the Real Injustice?

I have thought long and hard about commenting on the George Zimmerman-Trayvon Martin affair, but after watching congressman after congressman speak today on the chamber floor about the "lack of justice", and "racial profiling", and how we've gone backwards as a nation in our desegregation attempts it's time to speak up.
First let me say that I believe George Zimmerman was over-zealous at the least, and perhaps guilty of something less than murder two or manslaughter. But there was another crime here, or at the least an injustice against society, and it was perpetrated by Obama and his administration. Obama came out, prior to the trial, and interjected his opinion, and in essence made this a race issue- again. No one plays the race card as frequently and as divisively as Obama has. All of a sudden its a black-white issue, never mind the fact that Zimmerman is Hispanic.
Obama sent Eric Holder the Attorney General down to Florida with Al Sharpton (I have a hard time calling him a Reverend, for I think men of God should strive for peace and not constantly stir the social or political pot) to organize protests on Trayvon Martin's behalf. Then, at least four separate times the Justice Department sent people down to help organize TM rallies (they filed expense reports that are public record under the Freedom of Information Act). The Obama administration actively pursued portraying this unfortunate incident as racially motivated.
Then the trial, and Zimmerman is found not guilty of murder or manslaughter and again, Obama stirs the pot, saying it could have been him 35 years ago (which, if it had, our country wouldn't be mired in such a mess as he's created) and justice was not served. Well, I beg to differ. If anyone was not getting justice it was Zimmerman, for Obama and Holder and all were doing all they could to turn the country against him. Then, despite the odds, he's acquitted and the screams of injustice starts anew. What was the purpose of a "fair trial" if the only acceptable verdict is guilty? Did it matter that the prosecution withheld evidence that proved Zimmerman's version as accurate? Did it matter that Zimmerman thought Martin "looked like he was on drugs or something" as told to the police, and Martin happened to be suspended from school for possession, even though the defense couldn't share that fact with the jury, per judge's orders? Did it matter that the only time Zimmerman commented that Martin "looked black" was in answering a direct question from the police dispatcher who asked, "Is he black, white, or Hispanic?" Even though the mass media left out the context of the question when they reported it- so where is the justice?
Four days after the trial was over Zimmerman was driving and happened upon an SUV that rolled over in a traffic accident. He didn't see the accident, but happened upon it. Immediately he stopped, helped both parents and the two kids get free of the wreck, made sure they were okay, then left after the police got there. Amazing amount of press coverage on that, right? Not one major news outlet covered it that I heard or saw...
Nor did I see or hear Obama or Holder flying to Chicago a couple weeks ago when twenty-three people were shot within the course of a week. Where's your indignation over these people who were shot Mr. President? Do you think their mothers' grieve any less, hurt any less? But they don't have you spotlighting their loss. Is it because you couldn't twist any of them into a racial affair? Justice was served Mr. President and a verdict received. Do you want to keep stirring up everyone, or perhaps you should shut your divisive mouth for a change. Here's an idea- try leading our  country for a change. Get out in front and lead. I understand your leading from behind- if things turn around then you'll be in front and you can claim credit you don't deserve...
As for all the congressional people spewing their indignation today let me just say, you weren't slaves, your parents weren't slaves, nor your grandparents or great grandparents... Perhaps back even further- so perhaps it's time to let the whole "persecuted people" thing go. I'm frankly tired of hearing it. And for the record, while your ancestors were in this country as slaves, their African brothers were actively engaged in slave-trading in their own country. So, you're no better than we are. We're all just people- let's all start acting like it. Perhaps the color of one's skin wouldn't matter so much if we'd just stop calling attention to it every time...
Food for thought...

Beyond the Fourth Deminsion...

In high school I had an English teacher who introduced me to the author Louis L'Amour, a mostly western writer, but one who wasn't afraid to explore outside the box. One of his books, The Haunted Mesa, was based on the Anastasi Indian legend that they came into this world from a hole in the ground, supposedly from another dimension. Now, when I was young I was taught that we live in a three dimensional world, and then at some point later "time" became the fourth dimension. The idea of another dimension, co-existing with our own, and at some point intersecting or interacting with our own was intriguing...
Yet these many years later that book has inspired my thinking outside of conventional thought, especially in light of my Western Judeo-Christian up-bringing. We were taught that when we die we will either "go up to Heaven" or "down to hell", depending on our faith, beliefs, and life. I often wondered where "up there" Heaven could be- beyond the furthest reaches of our solar system perhaps? It seemed awfully far away, especially when we were taught that God was near, in control, and watching out for his children. How so, from way "up there?" And conversely, where is hell? where is "down there"?
I'm finding, with age and study, that which I accepted so blindly when younger doesn't always fit with what I learn today. I do believe that God watches over his children, for the Bible tells me so, and I believe in the sanctity of the Bible.  I also believe God is near, not far away "up there" somewhere. So how does Jesus live in Heaven while his Holy Spirit is here? Here's a hypothesis: Heaven is right here, nearby, just another dimension that we do not see or understand. I believe that Heaven intersects with earth regularly, as God is constant contact with his creation. One day, and only God knows that day, He will set this creation right, cleanse it of its sin and evil and reunite it with heaven- the doors to that co-existent dimension will be opened to his creation.
There's a lot of talk among Christians that we may very well be in the end times, but again, only God knows the day. Early Christ-followers prayed for Jesus' return, and now some 2000 years later we still hope and pray for his return. Peter writes in his second book that "with God a thousand years are like a day, and a day is like a thousand years". Many interpret that to say that it may be a long time before Christ's return; I believe it is just more evidence that God in his Heaven that is all around us, is not bound by time or space. As his created we are bound by our four dimensions- He operates outside any boundaries, for he is the Uncreated. And one day he will cleanse this earth-not destroy it!- and open our eyes and senses to his world co-existing all around us... Beyond the fourth dimension...
Food for thought...

Mind vs Emotion- The Battle Rages On...

I've been reminded a lot lately about things I've written in the past so I thought I better refresh myself by doing a little reading. I ran across this tonight...
Emotions are a real conundrum, for we rely on our feelings to guide us, yet there is nothing more unstable, and often faulty as our emotions. All too often we act, not on logic or fact, but on our feelings. We do what feels right, we get in relationships because it feels rights, or we act because our "gut" tells us to. Sometimes we get pensive, even afraid to act, even though logic dictates that is the correct choice. Sometimes we are ambushed by our feelings...

I find myself even today ambushed by my feelings. For some time I've been seeing someone who is quite wonderful actually. We enjoy many of the same activities, we enjoy each other's company, we seem to fit quite well in each other's worlds. The problem is that from the very beginning there have also been differences, red flags if you will, that have left me feeling that this is not a "forever thing". We've had frank discussions about them, and even there we have differences, for they were red flags to me, not as important issues to her.
Now I find our relationship at a crossroads, for I have decided to sell out of my business and move down to Florida. Naturally enough this has caused stress in the relationship. The problem is that any time the issue comes up it causes hurt to her, and subsequently I feel badly, guilty. I don't want to hurt her, and I sure don't want to feel bad... Ideally it would be wonderful to continue to enjoy our friendship, our relationship in the time I have left here, but the reality is the closer we get to fruition the harder, more painful it becomes. The logical thing to do is try to minimize the pain and damage now, rather than continue and deal with on-going and increased pain and issues. The head says stop now, end the relationship to minimize the heartache; the heart says continue on because the desire to see each other is still there and so strong.
I am ambushed by my emotions, for they contradict the logical. My heart versus my head. Knowing what's right and doing it are sometimes two different things. And it doesn't make it easier knowing she doesn't want to stop either, and continues to push to continue despite the pain it is sure to cause. What is one to do? In the end, it seems that logic is again the right choice. Am I strong enough to act?
Can I remember my own words from days past?
Food for thought...

A Lesson in US History...

Someone once said, (and forgive me for not remembering who), in essence, that when we forget history we tend to repeat it. With that thought in mind, and in light of our volatile political arena, I thought it interesting to look back to another era, when we were in the midst of establishing some of our "constitutional rights", (some of which our current administration is hell-bent on taking away from us). As we struggle with the whole immigration problem, and the amnesty talk, the path to citizenship, et al, I'm reminded of another time in our great nation's history when there was a struggle for freedom, for independence, for citizenship by a segment of our population. The results of that struggle can be clearly found in our 13th, 14th, and 15th amendments to our constitution.

To refresh your memory, our 13th amendment abolished slavery. Our 14th amendment granted citizenship to those freed slaves, and the 15th amendment granted the right to vote to all, including women, who were pretty much treated as second class citizens prior to their right to vote. Also, we were a nation of two major political parties at this time, and the votes to pass these amendments ran right along party lines. What is amazing is, the party of the freed black man, the champion of women's rights, was not the Democratic Party- nay, it was the Republicans!

The Republican Party voted 100% to 23% Democratic to abolish slavery, then followed with a 94% support for citizenship to the freed slaves to 0% support from the Democrats. On the right to vote for all, again the Republicans gave 100% support to 0% Democratic support. Blacks and women, the grassroots base that elected this corrupt and divisive administration, the foundation of the Democratic Party, can thank Republicans for their rights and freedoms, for history shows that at least one party is concerned about trying to do things right- and it isn't those progressive, liberal, "give away the farm" politicians that you've been supporting. Perhaps it's time to come home. We welcome you...
Food for thought...

FREE SPEECH- A modern day fantasy?

I wonder if we aren't regulating ourselves right into a Hiltlerian existence... Already our right to our religious beliefs are under attack by our government- those who are "Christian" are labeled "far right" and accused of infringing on the progressives' rights. We are being stripped of protections against government interference and are being ordered to do things that violate our very core values.
Our second amendment rights are under attack- the right to bear arms. Anyone who has studied history knows that one of the first things Hitler did- in the name of "for the good of the country"- was to strip Germany's citizens of their weapons, and thus their right to defend themselves against his upcoming tyranny... All that it takes for evil to succeed is for good men to do nothing... Dietrich Bonheoffer wrote of his life in Germany during Hitler's reign- it is insightful and frightening- because there are a number of parallels to our society in America today...
Now our rights to free speech are being challenged. Those who choose to speak out against a corrupt or out-of-control government are being accused of "inciting violence", by a government  I take issue with that. Free speech, by its very nature, will probably offend someone somewhere. But to react in violence is not the fault of free speech, rather the fault lies at the feet of the violent ones, and their inability to control themselves or police their own actions. At a very early age I was taught the idiom, "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me." Words are words- and expression of thoughts, ideas, bigotries, even lies or shades of truth... but certainly not violence, even when the words cry out for it. For violence takes action, not words, and we are all responsible for our own actions. To react violently, then blame it on being manipulated by words, is no defense at all.
The Bible says, "From out of the heart the mouth speaks." If you want to know someone listen to them. In due time you will know someone well, just by the words they speak, for that is the overflow of their heart. Listening is a lost art- usually we are busy mentally formulating a response to something said, and anxious to reply lest we forget our point, to really listen to all that's said, and we miss much. And we fail to understand our opponent... Learn to listen, take time to understand who and what you're dealing with, before you react. Then, temper your reaction with the same grace you would desire someone to show you...
Food for thought...

WE THE PEOPLE...

"WE THE PEOPLE"... The beginning of our Constitution, our road map to our freedom. It further  says, "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, and that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness." We the people, we are becoming a dependent people, an apathetic people, a lazy people, and soon no longer a free people.

We the people are becoming apathetic, allowing our elected officials to run unchecked. For if indeed we cared we would not re-elect these same people again and again. In business if someone does not perform the way they are trained or instructed they're fired. In politics they're re-elected. And these officials are expanding our government at an alarming rate. We are almost at a point where half our population are in some way government employees. That means anyone in the private sector is no longer responsible for their own welfare- now they're responsible for themselves and one more... James Madison wrote in the Federalist Papers, "In framing a government which is to be administered by men over men, the great difficulty lies in this: you must first enable the government to control the governed; and in the next place oblige it to control itself." Our officials have failed in at least the second part of this mandate, for it does not control itself. Thomas Jefferson said "the chains of the Constitution" should bind the mischief of government. Senator Ted Cruz said, in a recent speech, that "only when government is limited are rights protected, the rule of law honored and freedom allowed to flourish." Our government, and especially specific to our current administration, our Constitution is constantly circumvented, our rights consistently infringed upon.

We the people are becoming dependent and lazy. The more we allow ourselves to rely on the government the more freedom and happiness we surrender. To maintain its power and control it is imperative that the government grow. To limit government in any way is to allow or return freedom to its citizens. So the government gives to its citizens, or hands out, to curry favor. And citizens accept, and they become a bit lazier as a result, for they have to do less. What they don't realize is their growing dependence on government robs them of their freedom, and ultimately their happiness. For it is in our ability to produce, to achieve, that we realize self-worth, gain self esteem, and find happiness in our satisfaction of achievement. Hand outs never grow self worth or self esteem- never. Ronald Reagan said, "How can we love our country without loving our countrymen, and loving them, reach out a hand when they fall, heal them when they're sick, and provide opportunity to make them self-sufficient so they will be equal in fact and not just in theory?" He understood it's not the handout, but the opportunity that betters mankind. It's freedom, not dependence that betters us!
We the people are no longer a free people, or at least in grave danger of losing our freedom. When we trade freedom for security we soon become puppets of our government. I recently had a conversation with a local businessman, whose company has 50 plus employees, and he was lamenting how many new regulations and taxes Obamacare is impacting on his company. He had spent a day at seminar on all the new regs and was overwhelmed. He said it looked like he was going to have to hire a person just to implement Obamacare, and many questions raised by the business community at this seminar hadn't even been decided yet by the government. Our society, thinking this was such a great thing, allowed Obamacare to be shoved down our throats, and now have no idea how much freedom they gave up to the government, or how dramatically negatively impacted they will be until it's too late. The Congressional Budget Office (non-partisan) estimated that in 2014 health insurance premiums will rise across the country 125-400%- and we the people will be obligated to pay. I won't go into the negative domino effect that will happen to private business here with the implementation of this massive new government program. But it can never be good when the government attempts to control what amount to one-sixth of our private sector GNP. Allowing that control is forfeiting that much freedom. Allowing that control swells the size of our government enormously. We the people, prepare to lose what freedoms you have left, for all too often the acquisition of power leads to a hunger for more, and our government can't get more without depriving we the people of our rights.

In closing, a few random thoughts. This administration claims we need to cut back, i.e.. the sequester cuts we recently experienced, and everyone will have to share the debt burden. The cuts represent 5% cuts in budgets- how many private sector folks have cut back two, three, five, ten times that? I say we've already shouldered our burden. Obama is taking an African vacation estimated to cost tax-payers 60 to 100 million dollars- yet he canceled public tours through the White House as a "cut-back" measure. How many tours can we take with $100million dollars? One hundred and six plus years worth... That's right- for those of you who voted him in, how much does he really have our country's welfare at heart? His wife and kids went to Ireland with him while he attends the G-8 summit, but it wasn't enough to be with him- Michele took the girls to another city, and we the people footed the additional $5 million bill... These people don't care about me or you, or those precious to you. They say one thing but do another, and they're bleeding every penny out of us that they can in the process... WAKE UP AMERICA! before it's too late!

Food for thought...

Father's Day... Memories...

This past Sunday was Father's Day, and as I took the opportunity Monday to mow the grass I reflected on it, and on some past Father's Day memories...

I have three children, all grown, married, and on their own. I'm a grandfather twice over now. I love my children and love nothing more than seeing them, or hearing from them. But I also recognize that they are busy living lives, raising families of their own, going through all those struggles life puts in our way. So I try to be patient, and tolerant, and accept the time that they are able to share with me. I will occasionally call, or text, to remind them I love them and miss them, but I really try not to impose on them or guilt them into visiting.
I was divorced in the early 1990's, when a father's rights were not recognized like they are today. Despite being told I had literally no chance to get custody of my kids without dragging my ex through the mud, I chose to take the high road and fight for joint legal and physical custody based on the fact that I was a good dad and deserved my kids. I was lied about, smeared, and constantly attacked in court, and after many, many months (several years) I was granted my request... God honors the high road... Still, there were many times I thought how much easier it would have been on me to just pay the money and move on, like my ex was fighting for... Yet in the end it was my love for my kids, and my desire to want to instill in them those things I felt important to achieve success in life that kept me fighting.
I was an authoritative father, (not an authoritarian, for there's a huge difference between the two). There were times I could have done a much better job in my fathering, but being stubborn and hard-headed at times, sometimes too sure of my rightness, in retrospect I could have done better in some of my decisions... Still, I can honestly say that those decisions I did make were grounded in the fact that I loved my children and wanted the best for and from them. Hindsight is always 20-20, and age tends to mellow, still I tend to be one of my harshest critics, so I recognize areas I could have done better... I'm sure I caused resentment in my kids, in differing degrees, but especially in my boys...
I remember Father's Days past when I didn't get even a call or text wishing me a happy day from one or more of my kids. I remember, during times of conflict, wondering if it was all worth it, if my kids would ever appreciate the sacrifices I went through for them, for what I thought was in their best interest... I said earlier that God honors the high road, and sometimes it just takes patience- as both my boys became fathers both have shared at one time or another about the difficulty of fatherhood, and an appreciation for me despite our differences... This year was special. My younger son dropped in on Saturday with his family to wish me a Happy Father's Day. On Sunday I was grilling out for my Dad and Mom and my daughter came over and ate with us and hung for a while. My oldest son is in Lincoln, Ne and I didn't expect to see him, but he did call and we had a nice conversation and visit. (I do miss him)... But, all in all, a delightfully fulfilling Father's Day, for my children all remembered me. Thank you Father, for family. It is all worth the struggle...
Food for thought...

Focus or Failure?

I always liked the Apostle Peter. It has been opined that he was a brash, impulsive, act-before-you-think type guy, and he probably was. One of my favorite stories about him is found in Matthew 14: 22-33. I'll let you read it at your own convenience, but  it is the story of Peter walking on water.
Now a couple of things to point out before examining the story itself: First, the writer Matthew was one of the original twelve disciples so he would have been an eye-witness to this account- indeed Matthew was in the boat! It is also very probable that he recorded this account after the Gospel of Mark was written to flesh out the account previously recorded- much of John Mark's gospel is thought to have come from Peter, who may have chosen to disclude his role in the account for personal reasons. Now, to summarize the story:
Jesus had been teaching all day and towards the evening he sent his disciples on ahead of him to row to the other side of the Sea of Galilee. They left, he dismissed the crowds and went up the mountain to pray. Meanwhile, a storm arose, and the disciples are fighting wind and waves trying to get across. About 3 a.m. Jesus heads out to join them- and the disciples think they're seeing a ghost, for Jesus is walking out to them on the water! And yes, they're terrified, that gut-wrenching fear that leads some to immobility and others to flee. Even after Jesus calls to them that it is indeed he they're still terrified. Peter, being the brash-acting one, does show he's learned his lessons. The first thing he does is "tests the spirit", or ghost, as he thought it was. Both Jesus' words and examples taught them to challenge the spirits. So Peter does. He says, "If it's really you Lord call me out there with you". And Jesus does. And Peter got out of the boat and walked on the water.
Now this wasn't some little row boat that Peter jumped out of. This was a fishing boat, a large vessel capable of withstanding wind and storm out on the big waters. There were a dozen in the boat and room for more. It was safety, security in the face of the storm. And Peter climbed out. The story says Peter walked toward Jesus. Initially his focus is on his Lord. But the further out he got the more aware of his surroundings he became- and he looked round and started to fear the wind and waves. And he started sinking. Now the story is clear- he's too far from the boat for help, indeed, he cries out to Jesus to "save me!" and Jesus reaches out and lifts him up. Just plucks this burly muscular fisherman out of the brink like it was nothing.
Jesus says to him then, "You of little faith, why did you doubt?" His question is intriguing, for Peter was clearly within reach of his goal when he lost his focus and started looking around. I think there's several good learning points here that answer the question. First, it seems that the human condition, one of sin, allows Satan to prey upon us when we're most vulnerable. And we're most vulnerable when we lean solely on Jesus. The closer we get to Him the harder Satan tries to distract us, to attack our faith. Second, we tend to waver in our faith when we lose our focus and allow ourselves to take our eyes off Jesus.
But I must come to Peter's defense here, for there were twelve in the boat and only one questioned, only one acted- Peter. Perhaps a better question would have been, "Oh you of NO faith, wwhy didn't you join us?" Peter wasn't a failure for losing focus and sinking- Peter got out of the boat and WALKED ON WATER! That my friends is faith in action. A little faith, plus a little focus, equals miracles! As my cousin John Ortberg so aptly named one of his books, "If You Want To Walk on Water You've Got to Get Out of the Boat".
Food for thought...

Time for a new fan...

Poor Obama... I think I need to start a collection up for him, to help him purchase a new fan, for the old one has so much [stuff] hitting it I shudder to think how messy things will be when the dust (or mud) settles...
I'm old enough to remember President Richard Nixon and the whole scandal surrounding his administration. We have not seen such a mess as this current administration finds itself since the days of Tricky Dick. In fact, this administration may be a bigger mess- if that's at all possible! The only saving grace for Obama at this point is that so much is coming to light that some of the crap may fall through the cracks due to the overwhelming scope of the scandals uncovered...

So let's look at the thread that was pulled that started unraveling the sweater... Four Americans were killed in a terrorist attack at our mission in Bengazi. The initial reports were "terrorist attack". All the followup reports out of the region were" terrorist attack". The Obama line?- Spontaneous demonstration gone bad. For weeks Obama misled the country. Why? He was in the midst of a re-election campaign and news of a terrorist attack would have gravely damaged his re-election. So he lied. Why? He's a liar.
The cover-up attempt went bad, and stories began to leak out about Administration intimdation towards inddividuals who wanted to speak out... Now, in the midst of Congressional committee inquiry we're finding out how grossly incompetently the situation was handled by the State Department and Obama administration... And then, another tug on the string...
During the who Bengazi scandal another bomb is dropped... The IRS has been harassing and unduly scutinizing "conservative" groups vying for tax-exempt status. First the IRS reports that it was some mid- and low-level employees in the Cincinnati office. Upon further review- Washington DC aand two other offices are implicated! Response? No high level IRS execs knew of this. Upon even further review? Acting Director of the IRS Steven Miller knew about this practice for more than a year, and after we know he was told about it he either lied or misled Congress at least twice when questioned about it! So the Justice Department has opened an investigation to find out if criminal actions were committed. At the same time we find out that the IRS audited donors to Mitt Romney... And using the IRS to intimidate political opponents is an impeachable offense...
Speaking of the Justice Department, they have their own scandal to deal with, Turns out they secretly obtained some of the Associated Press' reporters and an editor's phone records while seeking to stem leaks in the administration... Clearly this is a slippery slope for the Obama administration to try and tackle, for they are attacking our first amendment rights. This is an intrusion into free press, and it is the ability of the press to be free that helps keep our government accountable. If we allow the administration to continue along the path they've chosen we lose our rights, and ultimately our freedom. This too, is impeachable...
Let's fling one more bomb at the fan and see where the crap lands... Congress hasn't appropriated the billions and billions of dollars that it turns out Obamacare needs to be properly implemented and funded so now we learn that the Department of Health and Human Services, Obama's implementing arm, have been shaking down healthcare executives- healthcare execs in the private sector! Now, I'm no rocket scientist, but if the private sector funds this governmental program it seems only obvious that we've opened the door to several issues. First, the cost will be passed on to the consumer, for that's how the private sector works. So premiums have to go up. Second, those who do help fund will [rightly] expect preferential treatment from the government, which gives them an unfair competitive advantage over other private healthcare providers. Again, terribly shaky policy decisions that must flow from the top down...
Bottom line Barrack, I think you should walk away while the walking is possible. Just resign and move on, for the good of the country. But will you do that? Heavens no! You love the power, the limelight, and you've learned crooked politics and cronyism from the best- Chicago politics, so I expect you will ultimately go kicking and screaming, playing your race cards, telling Blacks and Hispanics, gays, and unwed mothers, liberals and youth to give you one more chance, for you are only looking out for them... Sorry, but even to all those you give handouts will sooner or later they'll
realize what poor choice you were...

Food for thought...

 

Promise...

Spring is here, and I'm loving the green, the growth, the promise. Spring is all about promise- promise of what is to be, the promise of what is to come. My cherry tree is in full bloom, as is my pear tree, and my apple tree is on the verge of blossoming too! Flowers have sprouted, some in bloom already, but with the promise of more to come... I love spring.

I read an interesting quote today, from Bernard Baily. It said, "When science discovers the center of the universe, a lot of people will be disappointed to find they are not in it." That's a "too true" statement, is it not. I give it an LOL.

Imagination...

Imagination is our spice to life. We develop our ability to imagine as children, as we transport ourselves to fantasy worlds, become caped super-heroes with the aid of little more than a towel, where our dreams become our reality, at least for a short while... Imagination gives us the ability to dream, to hope beyond our circumstance...
Yet as we get older, worldlier, and some might say more cynical, what becomes of our imagination? For it is still there, but now we employ it in a far different manner. Now, thanks to our experiences, we find our imagination worries over life, over our situations, often creating conflict before any ever exists... Our imagination takes in those signals around us, those directional indicators life throws out, and plants them in the fertile soil of our imagination. We imagine multiple scenerios of what might happen, often settling on that worst case scenerio, when the reality is that the vast majority of times those worries are merely fears that never materialize... While it is true that sometimes those things we fret about happen they are the exception, not the rule.
When Jesus told us not to let our hearts be troubled, to not be afraid of life's trials and tribulations, he was talking about this very thing. Don't let your imagination run away with you- don't fret stuff. After all, the Father doesn't need to imagine what will happen to you, for He already knows. For if you are His child you rest safely in His hand, and His desire is community with you, just loving you. Not much to fret about there, huh?, if we have the faith to only believe...
Food for thought...

Personal Human Rights... In the beginning...

I've long been interested in the ongoing debate in Congress over abortion. Ever since Roe v. Wade our country has been divided on this issue. And, although there have been many exceptions on both sides through the years, traditionally Democrats have supported abortion rights and Planned Parenthood, while Republicans have fought against abortion and for the sanctity of life.

Recently a Planned Parenthood representitive, when questioned about the necessitity of treatment for an aborted fetus showing some signs of life, responded that the decision to provide treatment "should be left up to the woman, her family, and the physician." This response was troubling to me, for it made me wonder when are we bestowed our personal human rights? The debate has long raged over when "life" starts- is it when a child is born, or is it at conception? Is it somewhere throughout the process as the fetus develops? There are a myrid of opinions, but now a new scenerio is raised. If an abortion occurs, and the fetus shows signs  of life, is it not a living human being? Does it not have the same right to life, to treatment as you or me? When does it's rights begin, under the law?

Personally, I don't believe in abortion, for I value the sanctity of life. That said, how can anyone end the life of a living "fetus", or more correctly, now a child, a pre-born baby, and not consider it murder? Once a fetus emerges from the womb it ceases to be a fetus and is now a child, a living human being. If living, that child has inalienable rights that supercede "the woman, her family, and the physician". It is murder to end that child's life just because the mother chooses not to want it.

I wonder how readily that little life would be ended if the consequence was as severe as if someone ended your life or mine? When do our rights begin? If not at birth then when? When will we wake up as a nation and recognize there is more to this debate than "women's rights"? I believe that, except in the cases of rape or incest, the woman forfeits her rights, as does the man who fathers the child, to the best interests of that concieved child. The problem with our society today is not one of rights, it's one of responsibility. If a man and woman act responsibly then "rights" never come into play. But through their irresponsible actions they create a baby, then decide it's their "right" to abort it. Bulls**t. They lose their rights once they make a baby- now it's time to be responsible for that child they created.

I wonder, except for those exceptions previously mentioned, how many would opt for abortion if there were a penalty for the irresponsible actions that created the pregnancy? What if, to get an abotion  the irresponsible man and woman were sterilized as a penalty to aborting the life they created? (It takes two to make a baby, two should be penalized). I wonder how many would consider the alternative of carrying and delivering that baby, then allowing one of the many, many couples unable to have children to adopt? Certainly there would be less emotional damage via this route than abortion causes...
Food for thought...