I adore and serve Jesus the same as this adorable, bright Rebecca Frech and I still love Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers <3. Check her out:
We were cruising through the grocery store when I heard Ella say to herself, “Ugh. I hate that.” I looked around and didn’t see anything out of the ordinary, so I asked, ” What do you hate?” “When moms tell…
The word-wide obsession with our devices and mankind whirling along the surface of the earth without actually living on it has me thinking. For all our technological advances we may have missed something important.
Spoiler alert: While I believe God blesses America, I am not blind or ignorant. We’re in a mess. And yet we’re a blessed mess. “And that’s all I have to say about that.”
So, now that’s out of the way:
I’ve noticed a distinctive change in American society. I admit, I’ve corrected youngsters for being disruptive or disrespectful during the National Anthem at baseball games, etc. That’s old school and can be risky. It’s also one of the perks of being old.
As a kid when I stepped out of line, whether they knew me, my family or not, a momma or a father was often quick to correct me. It was perfectly acceptable then and I appreciate their guidance more now than ever.
Today in our litigious society, we may have missed the importance of teaching our history, our good traditions to our young. Things like pausing for the playing of the National Anthem, saying the Pledge of Allegiance and what it all means. I didn’t learn it in school – I learned at home. While it may be part of a teacher’s seemingly endless job, it’s not their responsibility; it’s the parents’. And don’t get me started about showing appreciation for service persons in uniform…
So, before I start another rabbit trail, on this Independence Day, I apologize for the poor quality of the following video. Like me it’s old school. But as a society we need to hear the message. Like our full, accurate history, complete with some shameful attitudes and incorrectness, it’s important to remember what it’s all about.
Feel free to stand. Or pray.
“Always be humble and gentle. Be patient with each other, making allowance for each other’s faults because of your love.” Ephesians 4:2 (NLT)
With all our advancements, as much as things change, some things haven’t.
Why can’t people identify people in lite conversation as people, like, “this guy,” or “a girl I know”… Must we start a conversation with wedges such as specifying skin color, ethnicity, gender inclination, political orientation, etc?
What are your thoughts?
If you don’t vote, quit yer bellyachin’. If you did, trust God.
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