Saturday, February 28, 2009

Tribute to our soldiers

It is the soldier,
not the President,
who gives us democracy.

It is the soldier,
not the Congress,
who takes care of us.

It is the soldier,
not the Reporter,
who has given us
Freedom of Press.

It is the soldier,
not the Poet,
who has given us
Freedom of Speech.

It is the soldier,
not the campus Organizer,
who has given us the
Freedom to Demonstrate.

It is the soldier,
who salutes the flag;
who serves beneath the flag,
and whose coffin is draped by the flag,
that allows the protester to burn the flag.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Free Minds and Hearts at Work

I wanted to share an inspirational story that I happend upon. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Digital collage, my own creation. Story, NPR

At the beginning of the World Series of 1947, I experienced a completely new emotion, when the National Anthem was played. This time, I thought, it is being played for me, as much as for anyone else. This is organized major league baseball, and I am standing here with all the others; and everything that takes place includes me.

About a year later, I went to Atlanta, Georgia, to play in an exhibition game. On the field, for the first time in Atlanta, there were Negroes and whites. Other Negroes, besides me. And I thought: What I have always believed has come to be.

And what is it that I have always believed? First, that imperfections are human. But that wherever human beings were given room to breathe and time to think, those imperfections would disappear, no matter how slowly. I do not believe that we have found or even approached perfection. That is not necessarily in the scheme of human events. Handicaps, stumbling blocks, prejudices — all of these are imperfect. Yet, they have to be reckoned with because they are in the scheme of human events.

Whatever obstacles I found made me fight all the harder. But it would have been impossible for me to fight at all, except that I was sustained by the personal and deep-rooted belief that my fight had a chance. It had a chance because it took place in a free society. Not once was I forced to face and fight an immovable object. Not once was the situation so cast-iron rigid that I had no chance at all. Free minds and human hearts were at work all around me; and so there was the probability of improvement. I look at my children now, and know that I must still prepare them to meet obstacles and prejudices.

But I can tell them, too, that they will never face some of these prejudices because other people have gone before them. And to myself I can say that, because progress is unalterable, many of today's dogmas will have vanished by the time they grow into adults. I can say to my children: There is a chance for you. No guarantee, but a chance.

And this chance has come to be, because there is nothing static with free people. There is no Middle Ages logic so strong that it can stop the human tide from flowing forward. I do not believe that every person, in every walk of life, can succeed in spite of any handicap. That would be perfection. But I do believe — and with every fiber in me — that what I was able to attain came to be because we put behind us (no matter how slowly) the dogmas of the past: to discover the truth of today; and perhaps find the greatness of tomorrow.

I believe in the human race. I believe in the warm heart. I believe in man's integrity. I believe in the goodness of a free society. And I believe that the society can remain good only as long as we are willing to fight for it — and to fight against whatever imperfections may exist.

My fight was against the barriers that kept Negroes out of baseball. This was the area where I found imperfection, and where I was best able to fight.
And I fought because I knew it was not doomed to be a losing fight. It couldn't be a losing fight-not when it took place in a free society.

And in the largest sense, I believe that what I did was done for me — that it was my faith in God that sustained me in my fight. And that what was done for me must and will be done for others.

by Jackie Robinson

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Monday, February 23, 2009

So sad to say goodbye

Your reality is where you spend your time I guess, but it is also the quality of the time you keep in the spot where you are planted. I was part of a wonderful virtual community where there were no swearwords, no crass crude words or comments, no fighting, no bickering, in fact where you could say the name of Jesus, in fact of fact, encouraged to include Him in any conversation you were having. I felt the green grass beneath my feet and a warm breeze on my face any time I visited. My neighbors were interesting! Artists and crafts people of all kinds, paint, paper, fabric, yarn, beads, wood, soap, who were the real deal, who had to make art along with taking care of business, it was just in their blood. I was able to stop in in the middle of a hectic day, and take that coffee minute. It was the first online group that I ever joined, and it was a precious gift to me. It was nurturing and supportive, it helped me heal from a huge life crisis by just being there among other folks who were sharing their stories about their own life crisis and getting support and love instead of criticism and accusation. I can't imagine the time it took to run a safe family friendly group like that and maintain that quality of site and maintain a quality home and business life. So I understand that this is one more farewell in my life, but not a bitter one, this has left me all the better. I want to say thank you Amy, and I am praying for your continued blessing.

1 Timothy 1:14"And the grace of our Lord was exceeding abundant with faith and love which is in Christ Jesus"
Numbers 6:24-26"The Lord bless you and keep you;the Lord make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you; the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace."
1 Kings 8:56-61"Praise be to the Lord, who has given rest to his people Israel just as he promised. Not one word has failed of all the good promises he gave through his servant Moses. May the Lord our God be with us as he was with our fathers; may he never leave us nor forsake us. May he turn our hearts to him, to walk in all his ways and to keep the commands, decrees and regulations he gave our fathers. And may these words of mine, which I have prayed before the Lord, be near to the Lord our God day and night, that he may uphold the cause of his servant and the cause of his people Israel according to each day's need, so that all the peoples of the earth may know that the Lord is God and that there is no other. But your hearts must be fully committed to the Lord our God, to live by his decrees and obey his commands, as at this time."
Psalm 121:7-8"The Lord will keep you from all harm— he will watch over your life; the Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore."



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