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The Depth of American Emotions

The lightness of heart is joyous once captured in a memory.  Defining moments propel people through life in a state of wonder no matter how young or old, whatever gender, nationality, or religion. We learn and we teach.

My four sons one fine Christmas morning in their hometown of Erie, Pennsylvania…years ago.

To be misled or misguided initiates erroneous developments and that is why a proper education lifts an individual to a higher standard.  To know a little is dangerous.  To seek to know more completely yet know there is more to discover is to touch the hem of wisdom.

Attacks of any kind are a cry for help as I read in the Course of Miracles.  It makes sense.  To resort to attacks shows the lack of knowledge, and some people call it poor upbringing.  Verbal attacks hurt both the sender and receiver.  To know when to retreat from engagement in attacks is sensible.

Character is molded by choices made yet personality is knitted in the comfort of being.  A loud, boisterous person can be as kind as a soft spoken gentle giant.  Therefore, with so many unique personalities blooming characters as widely different as the number of birds created on this earth, discord is bound to happen while most prefer to glide in discovery and wonder blissfully sure all can be loved, unless hated.

We choose. Keep Reading

Trump Letter in the Glory of Good

Dear Mr. President Trump,

As humans, we all fall short of the glory of God, and I know for a fact I am a greater sinner than you.  I have had two abortions, one of which I kept secret, both before I knew better.  To know better is where I want for all to be, and it is a far stretch across the abyss created by the swamp of evil in the world, specifically in Washington, D. C. where you chose to serve with an open heart your talent of negotiating for the good of the American people.  You recognized the need to redirect our nation in the world, and particularly to help improve our sinking economy.  Your God given genius to envision the best in people reminds of this quote written by one of my favorite writers:

“In God there is no hunger that needs to be filled, only plenteousness that desires to give.” _C.S. Lewis Keep Reading

To Pray or Not ToPray

Within us all a small voice makes giant strides in every decision of our lives.  That inner voice seems to be a guiding light which appears with our unknowing until the knowing of it takes a stand.  We  call it many names.  We acknowledge it as our gut feeling or a precise rational opinion that even if marred, we hold to be our own and rightful pace.  As humans, we mess up, and I think mostly unknowingly.

We are plagued with concerns weaved in desires, needs, and cultural leanings.  To be comfortable seems to be natural.  To have a wishful desire fulfilled seems delightful.  To be surrounded by the security of like mindedness seems like a no brainer for peace of mind.  Yet, despite the leveling of the three, a missing continues and we are pressed with fears.

I think about these matters and have sought to read the writings of others for the comfort of understanding to be free of the plague of concerns. Keep Reading

My Zealous Quest For God’s Will

“What wings are to a bird, and sails to a ship, so is a prayer to the soul.”
__ Corrie Ten Boom

I believe we can thrive to do what is absolutely possible in the name of God for humans to live in peace.

The challenge is to individually wish to seek the light within to serve all to create a better world.

In this great United States of America, many strive for high ideals and have created a comfortable way of life that may be at risk of defaulting due to the liberal wave of corruptive force manipulating the uneducated with freebies that will cost people’s freedom.  In the long run, these soldiers of the left may well cause problems some will say were unforeseeable.

The red flags are up.  The mainstream media is doing a great disservice to the populace that still believes their twisted accusations.  It is fed by those who are basically uneducated or being paid handsomely to avert the attention of the progress being made in our nation’s capital.  Mr. Trump is being bashed unfairly, and the disruptors have no moral guidance, no regard for boundaries.  Their aim is dissolute making changes to benefit all Americans as self-reliant individuals as opposed to living under a nanny state. Keep Reading

To Be Patient Is to Be at Peace

The calm before the storm is said to be ominous yet I always long for the calm I associate with patience and peace.  Things turn out better when done calmly.

Today…in about forty-five minutes, I will ring a bell at home in memory of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

I am holding down the little girl ready to leave the scene…I remember that day…My mother is standing on the left.

I am always saddened by the conversations fueling a battle no one ought to be fighting.  God has created us differently.  Our physical characteristics don’t determine our characters.  The development of who we become as persons stands to be best understood by our Maker.  I wish we could appreciate our differences, even as men and women.

I was born and raised in Brazil, and my father worked in Mato Grosso measuring the land along with a team of men accustomed to the terrain.  My mother and I also lived in the compound as I can best describe it.  We were side by side with men, women, and children of Portuguese origin and mostly black folks.  I wrote a piece years ago that I will publish another time.  The truth is I did not hear of racism until I came to the United States of America at the age of fourteen.  It seemed so strange to hear people talk about the Civil War, Yankees, and racism.  It is as my parents explained it back then an attack on skin color as antisemitism is against the Jewish folk.   I listened and learned as much as I could along with speaking English, my fourth new language. Keep Reading

One’s Endurance: a Grateful Immigrant’s Story

Sometimes the “A HA!” moment comes in a quote:

”  Let yourself silently be drawn by the strange pull of what you really love.  It will not lead you astray.” _Rumi

I’ll tell you how the sun rose, —
A ribbon at a time.
The steeples swam in amethyst,
The news like squirrels ran.
The hills untied their bonnets,
The bobolinks begun.
Then I said softly to myself,
“That must have been the sun!” _Emily Dickenson

One’s endurance is measured by the breadths taken day and night to survive rejection.  It is inexplicable to the unbeliever because the life of faith delivers an ever restoring, flowing Holy Spirit.  Without it, I could not have arrived at this moment in time.

I can count my encouragers.  Who are yours?

In this abundantly planted orchard of life, the fruits ripen to be chosen rather than discarded.  In today’s bowl, endurance is at the center; it has an old flavor recognizable for its ancient characteristics.  Its value is as long as the beginning of each day is observed.  It is delightful to the soul, gentle in texture and borders  on honey for sweetness.

I remember the aches clinging to my joints as I gathered a handful of acrylic paints, three preferred brushes, and a trusty folded stool to take along to the gate waiting as a blank canvas on a palette ready to receive the very Spirit in me.  It is in this laboriously searching to create a vessel to renew the luster of words written to welcome each soul that I found respite, consolation, and determination to honor a church whose people chose to invite my father to be their priest.painted in the far away right side…I wish I had taken a close up.  There is a squirrel with a bushy tail in the lower left and two bobolinks in the tree, North American migratory blackbirds.

I used my father’s magnifying glass to see “the onion” church so dubbed because of the shape of its steeple.  It is barely visible.  It is painted in the far away right side…I wish I had taken a close up shot.  There is a squirrel with a bushy tail in the lower left and two bobolinks in the tree, North American migratory blackbirds.  Go figure. Keep Reading

TRUE Social Justice

I have swept clean my earliest memories as a child. 

I mean, I cleaned them out in a pile of dust for the Potter to mold them into a pitcher.  Now that it is filled, I would like a word about Social Justice.  It begins with being cordial.  There is no way anyone can advance a wholesome relationship without the quality of cordiality.  Any ambassador on a diplomatic post knows this card of success in bringing peace to the table.

I am sincerely baffled by the need for the world to learn more about being kind hearted.  Of course, I am even more disturbed by the fire fueled to burn the legacy of the intelligent thinker.  That’s why I say an incomplete education causes consequential harm in our society.  Mark Twain hit the nail on the head :
Every time you stop a school, you will have to build a jail. What you gain at one end you lose at the other. It’s like feeding a dog on his own tail. It won’t fatten the dog.
– Speech, 11/23/1900

It breaks my heart.  Lies aim to murder the truth.  A test of how serious we are in our belief in God and His power, is in our ability to stick to the truth.  After all, He knows all our secrets.  Therefore, to Him, social justice stands for words intended to fight a cause that was addressed by great thinkers.  Had they been taught, what a great difference they would have made.  I don’t give up on educating because there is no greater joy in any soul than to be in the knowing.  That’s where freedom soars.  Teachers and professors carry the responsibility of the nation’s future.  To deny a proper education is criminal.  To oppose those who give their time to better the lives of others is criminal.  To be infested by an ideology that promotes the destruction of our nation’s Constitution is sickening.  The disrespect has escalated and it is time for the educated to be heard instead.  There is no benefit to listening to the inept.  Who are they?  Easy to spot.  They fling mud at those who do the work.  They are the chameleons that unsuspectingly poison.

To be enslaved by the lies that have been spewed and continue to be spewed, is to be caught in the whirlpool of a cesspool.  Instead of disempowerment,we must choose to discipline ourselves to behave in civilized manners.  To laugh at this grain of truth is to deny the power of faith as large and heavy as a mustard seed.  That’s how little faith most of us have until that instant, that defining split of a second, when the TRUTH sparks, and we become what God intended all humans to be: humane. Keep Reading