On Healing a Nation and Baby Steps
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About this election? Breathe
How long has it been since you looked up? No, not from your smart phone, but that, too. When was the last time you tilted your sweet tired stressed head back and looked straight up into the endless expanse of the sky above us? If you can go outside and do that now, please do. I'll wait. If you’re driving, or you couldn't do it right
If parties, presidents, and politics could educate, legislate, and eradicate…
I wrote these words Wednesday morning, "An Open Letter to Both Sides of the Fence on this 7th Morning of 30 Days of Thankfulness." More thoughts as the punditry continues: If parties, presidents, and politics could educate, legislate, and eradicate hate, poverty, and crime well-meaning moral men would've long done so. The only Man with the answer didn't run for office because He's already enthroned. "And I, if I be lifted up from the
An Open Letter to Both Sides of the Fence on this 7th Morning of 30 Days of Thankfulness
To my fellow Americans A wise person once said that fences make good neighbors and surely there's a lot of truth in the adage, but perhaps it'd be wiser if we remembered that gates make friends. I respectfully offer three thoughts for all of us that could build a few as we move forward. Please be gracious in victory. A divided nation needs it. I didn’t vote with you but I’ll look for every
Hazed by the Electoral College — Humor Relief for a Nail-biting Nation
Yes, I know "they" say you shouldn't blog more than once a day and I've already blabbed blogged once today. The thing is, I thought y'all might need some humor relief right about now. Towards that end, here's an excerpt from Sue Ellen's Girl Ain't Fat, She Just Weighs Heavy! I hope you enjoy~ Hazed by the Electoral College One can only imagine why the subject of bribes
Crow is Never Tasty
Hello folks, let’s chat… As the election draws nearer, and the rhetoric gets more and more heated, I think we could all stand to be reminded to keep our speech seasoned with salt, lest we be forced to eat crow. And crow, my friends, is never tasty, which of course reminds me of a story… experience. It happened years ago at the Dairy Queen that used