Thinking and Trusting

 

God our Father,
Giver of life,
We trust the United States of America
to Your Loving Care.

You are the Rock on which this nation
was founded.
You alone are the true source
of our cherished right to life,
Liberty and pursuit of happiness.

Reclaim this land for Your Glory,
and dwell among Your people.

Send Your Spirit to touch the hearts
Of our nation's leaders.

Open their minds to the great worth of
Human life,
And the responsibilities that
accompany human freedom.
Remind Your people that true happiness
Is rooted
in seeking and doing Your will.

Grant us the courage to reject
the "culture of death."
Lead us in to a new millennium
of life.

We ask this through Christ Our Lord.

Amen.

Prayer for our Nation Since this was copied from a site, the words were highlighted in white. And my computer chose to highlight my own words. Only had to push the reformat button. But the idea was good.

God has given so much and He has taken away. He is in charge. We are not.

We are responsible for our choices. When an opportunity to help or influence a needy person, that is through our own will. When there is a time to help and we ignore that time, that is through our own will.

Free will, that is a gift from God. We may implement that gift or we may abuse that gift: our choice.

Think of that as these days and years go by. Complain or don't complain. Support newly elected leaders or don't, your choice.

Let the battles begin.

 

Get out the vote!!

 

 

A hard fought campaign had raged for the past few months.  Opponents laughed and greeted each other affably, even providing a few fist bumps for the viewers.

Smiles continued until the debate.  Questions revealed the two snarling beasts within.  A week before the election, mud-slinging began, followed by character assassination.  

Voting Day came, with sighs of relief from both sides and the candidates.

The ballots were carefully counted, while candidates waited anxiously for THE announcement.  Then it came.

Principal Brook’s voice crackled through the PA:  “For the Fifth Grade President is Billy Hopkins and Vice-President Jimmy Rogers.  Let’s all congratulate Billy and Jimmy for such a great campaign.”

Crackle…hiss… and then silence.

In the classroom, Billy and Jimmy glared at each other.  Next year would be different.

 

Kindness for a Dying Child in Ohio

                    

                                                      Ignoring state regulations

…and now starts the minute by minute examination where contestants will be given close scrutiny and sorted out.  And then…

Exhausting, these election horse races.  Placing bets.  Candidates stock market.  Twiddly winks.  Skip the stone.  Bowling competition. Javelin throws.  These sports hang on millimeters.

Most exhausting is also the dissection process.  Each candidate’s character and personal choices are sliced and diced.  Soon political staffers will find that one candidate cheated on a third grade math test.  That’ll be enough to knock ‘im off presidential sprint (or marathon).

The names are stew-potted in a gooey sauce. Some names will sink to the bottom, others will evaporate. 

However, it seems to me that one previous candidate has been consistent in his political life:  John Kasich. Former Ohio Gov. Kasich has performed responsibilities with honor, character, and kindness. This is NOT an endorsement.

This is  an example of what politics

should be: caring for residents' needs, hold true to your beliefs, communicate with your state. 

Show Kindness to those who are part of the state. Be trustworthy. Be consistent.

But Kindness?

My sister Mary lives in Columbus, Ohio.  A dear friend had two sons dying from untreatable genetic diseases.  The older son had already died, and young “Mike” was not far from him.  Mary and others helped with all the chores that slide by the wayside.

                                                                          At a townhall
                                                              

Gov. Kasich read or heard or…about “Mike”.  Kasich began regular visits (once a week maybe) with this family.  He sat down and held the boy’s hand; shared jokes, laughed; and, Gov. Kasich prayed with him.

No photographers or newspaper reporters around.  

When Mike died, Gov. Kasich gave a touching eulogy in a small church, without TV station vans, local news…none.

I seriously doubt that many candidates, GOP or DNC, could write “Kindness” on their resumes.

  This isn't an election promo (altho it could be taken as such); it is simply a telling of how a man did what he could for a dying child. Kindness.

Have you heard of other candidates freely donating their time without publicity? 

 

This is a repost of 2016. 

I've got the election blues...

source

Now the phone calls have started.  So far, strange, but very friendly people from the GOP have called me several times a day.  "Hello, mrs. kane, how are you today?"... pause to confuse me.. ." I am (lindsay, wendi, george...) and I want to encourage you to...do what?  I'll never know, since i hung up on him/her.

Soon, we will receive phonecalls from celebrities, honest to goodness hollywood celebrities. Depending on their political leanings, these sincere celebrities will encourage you to....do what?  I'll never know.

Today is California's primary election day, boy oh boy. If only there were a real person at the end of the other line, and I encourage him/her to ...do what? Will he/she hang up on me?

My head hurts. Commercials rip and destroy what our country represents.

But then....Silly me. I thought that elections were about freedom.

American Flag Marines honoring 9/11 on YouTube 

Pain and Angst of Elections

Get out the vote!!

A hard fought campaign had raged for the past few months.  Opponents laughed and greeted each other affably, even providing a few fist bumps for the viewers.

Smiles continued until the debate.  Questions revealed the two snarling beasts within.  A week before the election, mud-slinging began, followed by character assassination.  

Voting Day came, with sighs of relief from both sides and the candidates.

The ballots were carefully counted, while candidates waited anxiously for THE announcement.  Then it came.

Principal Brook’s voice crackled through the PA:  “For the Fifth Grade President is Billy Hopkins and Vice-President Jimmy Rogers.  Let’s all congratulate Billy and Jimmy for such a great campaign.”

Crackle…hiss… and then silence.

Mr. Harman cleared his throat.  “Well, then.  Open your books to page twenty…”