My Moral Day


Today is the day we all should stop bow and take a moment to remember those men and women who gave their lives for ALL of US. The men and women who don the uniform who step up to protect and to serve. Are not given the respect they deserve. Whether they wear khaki green blue or black. Many are perceived as an enemy many now teach their children to hate mistrust and view them as evil so from hate come anger feeding a rage against those meant to help. World wide our men and women are seen as invaders as evil. So where ever they are they are pelted with the people’s rage. Here at home people become enraged at police for doing a very difficult and today a very thankless job. Everyone with a cell phone is now a judge then the jury with many incidents. These directors show only snips of what happens, but what is forgotten is the lead up to the event and why. As with the men and women over seas In a fluid situations accidents happen. Here is the real problem when a community teaches its young to hate and mistrust the people who are to protect them. When those communities are silent when they protect the criminal, when they embrace the evil and call it good. We become we have become a lost nation demanding this wanting that . We fail to respect all our men and women who daily step out into a war zone where they are not welcome and rather than called friend they are called emeny for they wear the uniform.

I have blessed to know many men and women in the Khaki the Blue the Green even the Black. So being all-inclusive this Holiday should embrace and honor all who serve for one may just find that many serve are wore many colors.

My problem colors should include the blue so is this a good idea or is it moral to teach our children to hate?  Or should they teach: this when good men and women of sound morality stand up and say enough that evil flees. there is greater strength in unity the public and the blue, just as we see with the others in uniform. Sometimes the public forgets the demands they placed on all our troops . They fear the bully, but will not help get the bully. So we see in many places they cheer when the thief the dealer the thug gets away. Why well they are friend relatives and no one wants to be a snitch.  But then one day they are attacked and do not understand why no one helps. Do we want police to fight crime? Do we want our Army Navy Marines and Air Force ready and able to protect us. Here is one lost point our freedoms have a cost whether here at home or over seas we must be active in our support the all of them we should not see a skin color but a man or woman who risks their lives. We shold be teaching this to respect honor and love those who protect.SA-AllMightBeFree

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Time again to back track this is the year I got big C.

building a new home from so many parts

building a new home from so many parts

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One day I got sick, my doctor said you got the flu take a pill you’ll pull through. As time passed, you know it does my flu it never passed. But a long Time it passed as it does I was still not feeling oh so good so back I went; yes back to the man again. It was then he said it had to be a vitamin deficiency.
Now this I’ll add by this time I had lost a bit of weight:
Now the man he took Notice of what was lost; so another blood test was sent away. Finally I went to doctor three, now a year and a half had passed. I was shipped up and down the valley so to where and when I went. Then one day at last I found, what I did not want to find.
I found out about big C and the many whys that were to come into my life.
Why I had lost these twenty pounds.
Why did I have the C.?
Why was all this now happening to me?
Why is a lot to take in.
Now this fine man of science said he would call me soon. But the medical man he did not call and tell me where and when, so I went on about my way. I did not ask or ponder why. Just silently went about my life.
Now I did go home; I told my love me wife. I said to my sweet dear wife: Honey I have this and it is thus, now of course it could be may be perhaps there’s hope, but the man he’s sure it’s C, sorry honey my sweet wife but yes, I need a few more test to be sure what kind of C I got, but the man he sure will call or send me out a letter.
Insert here that no one called, nor did a letter ever come.
From that point on my life had some real changes: Why? Well.
Some people cannot handle the big C. My dear my sweet was one of them.Not fault nor could I,but I stayed loyal.
And only asked her; why?
The reply at first, was the mournful cry: It’s not you, it’s me.
Those five words that all men dread, for when they hear them uttered all the time as the love they had falls out of lust and into bed with the new friend; the knives stab into the heart it seems the soul the spirit is ripped out; so when she utters those few words, each man they know the end is here. From that point on like those before and since I knew, yes as most men do; I knew the relationship was dead. The worst part is as you all know; so are you in every way; you’re a gone, gone, goner. For any part of you must be eliminated from her life, so she can move on, adjust to her new way.
Now add to this the dreaded C.
And as a fool I asked her, why?
I asked her why, oh she would cry; it’s not you it’s me. But I would ask it many times; to be given the same reply, I would yell, what I can do, I’ll change for you, but tell me what I did wrong, this repetition of what is wrong, what did I do; steeled her reply, firmly like the sergeant does with new recruit’s; barking orders cold and straight his the reply as hers took on the form of indifference: so there was nothing for me to say; (it’s not you) danger words. No it was, it had to be, it was me; I had the big C.
She was scared of me, scared she’d get it the dreadful C.
That is what she said in tears one day…
So in a short time a few short days I found myself outside my home, alone, no place to go, and another person that odd little stranger was in my home and my children were now his.
My love my wife she smiled at me; then she said to me; these last few words: we can be friends, now sad and depressed I said that it all depends on what you choose. On what you do. Sounds ok with me.
Ok, why.
I still wonder why?

Not so simple for


Have you walked a mile in my shoes? Have you then tried to walk two? But now you sit in judgment of me , can I ask you what gave you this right? Did I take , did I demand, did I cause you any harm; did I cause someone else to come to harm or shame? In all I did, in all I do, have I in any way caused harm to You?
Now have you walked in my well-worn shoes, can you answer this for me?
In this century in this age yellow has come to symbolize welcome openness safety and love.
Have I taken, have I abused? Come now have I done evil to anyone?
Anger rages, people s fury is whipped up, but what is it I have done? I rode a bike, I won a race, I did this when doctors said I should not have for Cancer should have taken up my life. Do you remember, do you now not care, did I lie ? No, So now I walk out here alone; what I did is taken back and as I watch I hear the hate the rage as the feeding frenzy grows. I would like you now to walk a mile now with me. Come and sit just talk? Could anyone has anyone ever done or tried what I was able to do? Oh and yes lest I forget God was central and first. So perhaps they now attack the prayers, the faith, and the pride instilled in those who were once told that cancer could control their life. Not mine….

Out of panic, beware the consequences


Each day a man makes choices in the way he’ll live how he will relates to others. Today we try to legislate what we think a man should do. Once upon a time we taught our children a simple set of rules; we talked of them and we read them; we reminded them of them every day. But in our nation a voice cried out its unfair its not right that I should have to partake of this.

So the courts decreed that these rules were out; no longer could they be taught, nor read or seen. But try as I may with all my might I can not find a law writen and passed by the house and the Senate which says that was to be done, For what I read and what I hear is this was the last thing that the founders intended. For Jefferson assured the Bapitist Chruch of Danbury a wall existed to protect and keep this so. For they based our laws on the simple ways of respect all men, respect of spouse, that theft and lying and murder were wrong, even a day of rest, the right to worship as one wished were all included as our rights, but now the courts declared it wrong and said its the worst thing one can teach.

For these past fifty two years this has been the law and the ruination of the land. No longer does the Senate write laws that the courts then enforce but courts declare and tell and make law they desire. Taking power over and above what was once intended.

We now stand in envy of those days long past when people held others in high regard and honor and respect were at our core. We tossed away the rules the guides and said go and do your own thing, forgetting man needs guides and limits but we did not want to hinder him. So we live now with the consequences of those days long past when the courts decree thou shall not murder wrong to teach or read or talk about; not yet ready to admit we made a big mistake. We cry out for laws to stop the maddness when they sit covered in dust upon our shelves. Thinking we can fix and make up better ways ourselves.

Its all defined so is it fine?


The following is a list of terms which many use to define who they think they are and yet the acts and the action speak volumes about who they are not.

 

 

 

 

Conservative

Reluctant to accept change: in favor of preserving the status quo and traditional values and customs, and against abrupt change,

Cautious and on the low side: cautiously moderate

Abrupt sudden: sudden and unexpected

Reluctance lack of enthusiasm: unwillingness or lack of enthusiasm

Lack equals: shortage: a complete absence of a particular thing

                          Something absent: something that is needed but is in short supply or missing

 

 

Right-wing of the republican political party

Right-of-center supports low personal taxation, home ownership, and free-market principles.

 

 

 

Moderate

 Middle-of-the-road: not extreme or radical

Somebody with moderate views: those who hold views that are not extreme, especially political views

 

 

 

Regulate

Control something by rules or laws: to organize and control an activity or process by making it subject to rules or laws (formal)

Control something: to control something and bring it to the desired level, e.g. by adjusting the output of a machine or by imposing restrictions on the flow of something

· Governments of socialist countries regulate their nations’ economies.

 

Controls manage: to exercise power or authority over something such as a business or nation

· The Company is controlled largely by foreign interests.

Restrain or limit something: to limit or restrict somebody or something, e.g. in expression, occurrence, or rate of increase

 

I have found the following to be quite untrue but if you point this out to a liberal they will in simple speak tear your head off. For when challenged they go for the hate rage and threat rather than truth and simple debate on the issue.  

liberal 

Broad-minded: tolerant of different views and standards of behavior in others

 

Progressive politically or socially: favoring gradual reform, especially political reforms that extend democracy, distribute wealth more evenly, and protect the personal freedom of the individual

 

Generous: freely giving money, time, or some other asset

 

(freely giving the money of others taken in higher taxes)

 

Liberal person: somebody who favors tolerance or open-mindedness

 Isn’t it an oddity that the Liberal will freely take and will freely give everyone’s but their own, Cases in point Kennedy Rockefeller Newt and Pelosi. Each of these is worth many millions yet instead of being true example of Liberalism and progress ideals they force us by rule of law to be. Which leads us to this and it seems the truth of what they really do  desire:

 

Communism classless political system: the political theory or system in which all property and wealth is owned in a classless society by all the members of that society, however the following terms can be applied to this utopian state: for it has many social classes and one is defined by which of these they are born into so saying the following is but a ploy to gain acceptance from the unschooled and ignorant.

 

Lacking social classes: not having social or economic classes

Not having social class: not belonging to or associated with a particular social or economic class

Social relating to society: relating to human society and how it is organized

Of rank in society: relating to or considered appropriate to a rank in society, especially the upper classes

Relating to interaction of people: relating to the way in which people in groups behave and interact

 

 

Tolerant means to be:

Accepting different views: accepting the differing views of other people, e.g. in religious or political matters, and treating the people who hold these different views fairly

Withstanding harsh treatment: able to put up with harsh conditions or treatment

 

Tolerate means to: permit something: to be willing to allow something to happen or exist

To tolerate something is to: Accept the existence of different views: to recognize other people’s right to have different beliefs or practices without attempting to suppress them. Yet look at the plight of the Christian in our society today.

 First draft much more to come,

 

Family Choices


Smiling can imply a sense of humour and a stat...

Smiling can imply a sense of humour and a state of amusement, as in this painting of Falstaff by Eduard von Grützner. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

You  can choose your friends, so some of us choose certain ones to make the parents irate ,you can dream imagine  and  tell people you are some lost orphaned space child, living with a poor misguided earth family, however in all cases I must state matter of factually you are stuck with the outcome of the male female combination,  yes, you are the some total of their choice on that fateful night in an old Ford or on the night of wedded bliss, so conceived you were,so thank G-d you were allowed  to become who you are today. For you never know what would have been had your parent had another choice presented.

So now you will find my attempt at telling a family story unfinished and unedited as of yet. I hope one day someone may and then I could have some cash, one can dream.

Yes, Sometimes your family chooses you; now God has a sense of humor in all departments for we are all the product of someones else’s choices. Adoption is no different except the choices are now a double down bet, they spin the wheel of fate and bet they will receive a perfect angelic child, Rather sounds like an oxymoron: This adoption thing . So remember family is who you are,but when it comes to friends choose wisely who you call a friend, for they reflect who you are to the whole community in which you live. Be grateful for the family that you have, they are grateful for you and you are a reflection of each other.