November 5, 2018
Politics, it seems to me for all too long, has been concerned with right or left instead of right or wrong.
I am truly glad that our national elections will take place tomorrow. I do not remember a nastier political campaigns. In my state tens of millions of dollars has been spent spreading slurs, innuendos and even falsehoods as efforts are made destroy candidates’ opponents.
What is saddest is the fact that they do it because we the people are moved by the dirt they spread. What has happened to us? Have we been brain washed by modern technology? Do we no longer spend the time needed to understand the issues? What may even be worse is that the millions spent by outsiders are in effect efforts to buy our votes.
I long for the better days of old when we were not so partisan that we worked together to benefit our communities and our nation. I hope future generations can again take an interest in civics and learn to tolerate disagreement in order to better understand our society.
I wish all the winning office holders will do as suggested in the following poem. But sadly I think they will continue to battle leaving little time to build.
Clarence Thomas Urmy
Not what we have, but what we use;
Not what we see, but what we choose –
These are the things that mar or bless
The sum of human happiness.
The things near by, not things afar,
Not what we seem, but what we are –
These are the things that make or break,
That give the heart its joy or ache.
Not what seems fair, but what is true;
Not what we dream, but good we do –
These are the things that shine like gems,
Like stars in fortune’s diadems.
Not as we take, but as we give,
Not as we pray, but as we live –
These are the things that make for peace,
Both now and after Time shall cease.
We are losing sight of civility in government and politics. Debate and dialogue is taking a back seat to the politics of destruction and anger and control. Dogma has replaced thoughtful discussion between people of differing views.
One Sunday afternoon, the Pastor’s wife dropped into an easy chair saying, “Boy ! Am I ever tried.”
Her husband looked over at her & said, “I had to conduct two special services last night, three today, & give a total of five sermons. Why are you so tired?”
“Dearest,” she replied, “I had to listen to all of them.”
“In a world where the big things have little difference — it’s the little things that make a big difference.”
A doctor had been attending a rich old man, but it became apparent the old guy had not long to live. So he asked if his affairs were in order. The old gentleman replies, “Oh, yes. And do you know what I’m going to do with all my money? I’m going to leave it to the doctor who saves my life.”
I am a nobody, nobody is perfect, therefore I am perfect.
A young boy had just gotten his driving permit. He asked his father, who was a minister if they could discuss the use of the car. His father took him to his study and said to him, “I’ll make a deal with you. You bring your grades up, study your bible a little and get your hair cut and we’ll talk about it.”
After about a month the boy came back and again asked his father if they could discuss use of the car. They again went to the father’s study where his father said, “Son, I’ve been real proud of you. You have brought your grades up, you’ve studied your bible diligently, but you didn’t get your hair cut!”
The young man waited and minute and replied, “You know Dad, I’ve been thinking about that. You know, Samson had long hair, Moses had long hair, why even Jesus had long hair….”
To which his father replied….”Yes, and they WALKED every where they went!”
I want to have children, but my friends scare me. One of my friends told me she was in labor for 36 hours. I don’t even want to do anything that feels good for 36 hours.
Sunday school teacher Ms. Brown had a class of five-year-olds. She began the lesson by saying, “Today we are going to study about Peter. Can anybody tell me who Peter was?”
A little lad in the back of the group raised his hand.
“Oh, how nice,” Ms. Brown said. “Billy knows. Billy, please come up front and tell the class whoPeter was.”
Billy quickly came to the front and said with great pride in his voice, “I fink he was a wabbit.”
The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain.
Answering Machine Messages
– Hi. I am probably home. I’m just avoiding someone I don’t like. Leave me a message and if I don’t call back, it’s you.
– Hello, you are talking to a machine. I am capable of receiving messages. My owners do not need siding, windows or a hot tub and their carpets are clean. They give to charity through their office and do not need their picture taken. If you’re still with me, leave your name and number and they will get back to you.
– This is not an answering machine. This is a telepathic thought recording device. After the tone, think about your name, your reason for calling and a number where I can reach you and I’ll think about returning your call.
– This is the refrigerator. The answering machine is busy right now, but if you leave a message, I will stick it to myself with a cow magnet.
Let us not seek the Republican answer or the Democratic answer, but the right answer. Let us not seek to fix the blame for the past. Let us accept our own responsibility for the future.
John F. Kennedy
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