This is just how I see it, right here, right now. Some things are constant, others are fluid. This is a place to try to lay it all out on the ground and look at it, maybe come up with some wisdom, and engage other good ideas. Maybe dispel some inaccuracies. But certainly to leave it better than we found it...
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
September 12
Today is September 12. It happens to be my brother's birthday. It's also the day after September 11. As you probably do, I remember where I was when I first heard about the first plane hitting the World Trade Center Tower. I was shaving, listening to the radio. The host said that there were reports coming in that a plane hit the building. I figured some private pilot in a small plane had trouble and crashed. What I didn't know was that while I was getting up and shaving, there was a fight going on in the air, on 4 planes. First an offensive takeover and violence, then a defensive reaction to try to fight back, resist, or at least minimize the loss of life. That day was a daze, surreal, wondering what happens next. I guess the last building didn't fall until later that afternoon. It was a long day. I tried to explain to my kids about that. My older daughter was upset; she said her sister was too young to understand, but she was scared. My wife and I worked through the day. I remember looking at each other from time to time; a questioning look that does not have an answer. We watched the news, how could you avoid it. We went to church that night. Prayed to God Almighty for protection, for our leaders, for our country. We put the kids to bed, and tried to settle down ourselves.
The next day came, just as it always does. It was another pretty day, weather-wise. But there was a different feeling. Everything seemed in suspense. On the other hand, I remember feeling a different feeling. Not a victim anymore, but a responder. For once, the country that needed us was our own. It was bad. But it was Good. There was a sense of community. A sense of protectionism. Of patriotism. Of God. Of our family, friends and neighbors.
I learned early on in my career that usually the most valuable experiences I have come from trauma, failure, unplanned events despite the best of planning, sometimes just a sense of action, or an indiscriminate act. September 12 was not a fun day, but it was a day of regrouping. There were alot of flags out. They stayed out. I have been flying mine pretty much ever since. People were nice. Respectful. They acknowledged one another, even strangers.
We were probably ignorant of how badly some people wanted to hurt us. We seem to have missed a few warning signs. One of them, the 1993 attack on the same site, was far from subtle. Can't say that anymore. Might have gone too far in the other direction. I know for myself, I know more about my country now. I notice more things. I know why and how and where it was built, and who did it, and what they built it from. I know that most of the original people came here from a country that was an empire, and that we turned on. I know that we fought the French, and then they saved our butts at the end of the Revolution. I know that we are the most generous, giving, industrious, creative, intelligent, resourceful, grass-roots people on the earth. I know that we are a Divinely blessed and appointed country, and we are chosen for His good work. I used to think that we are not as religious of a nation as some others, especially in the Middle East. I noticed that those countries are more known for their religion and practice it outright than we did. Then I discovered that we used to be that way. Most of the colonies each had their own denominational background. All of us that came over here brought our faith and denominational preferences here, and practiced them. And we were then looking for a place to be able to honor and worship and proclaim our God without somebody else telling us how to do it. And when it came to jump ship, as it were, the leaders consistently and thoughtfully and prayerfully sought the guidance of God as they put this Nation together. And I believe from a Divinely inspired Hand. And then I noticed that some of that faithful action and purpose was coming back to us. And then I learned more about the Bible. I learned more about people. I interacted with them. Sometimes across a border, sometimes just across the state. I found myself behaving differently. I wasn't necessarily misbehaving before, especially from a secular view, but I was definitely more aware of my purpose, my influence, my reactions, and my contributions. I remembered a bumper sticker I saw a long time ago. Said something like - You are going to be an influence. Is it going to be a good one or a bad one? I try to be a good influence, despite what Charles Barkley said. I think many of us do.
September 11 2001 was certainly a tragic day. It caught us off guard, but it also refocused us in ways that couldn't otherwise have occurred. Here's the best part. September 12 2001 was the day we woke up, saw the Sun, thanked God for being here, and went about the task of recovery. I'm not talking about shopping. It took a week for the planes to get back in the air, but the Americans were back at it, some beat up, some physically injured, many grieving the lost, but ready to fight another day, and with a renewed vigor and perspective and strength. Every day is like September 12. And the further we draw away from the original September 11, the more diligent we should be to remember the past, and how we changed on that day, and the day after.
America is an idea, not a place. It has its home on a parcel of land, but its not the land that is special, its the people, and Whom they fear, and whom they serve. God and each other. I am a fatalistically positive person, and so I tend to simplify and emphasize the good, which might be sometimes unrealistic, but its the only way to move forward. Light overcomes darkness. It doesn't work the other way around. Many people risk alot, including personal safety and life, to come here. Have you noticed that they are still doing it today, even with all the trouble we have. There are new students at our high school today who just got here. Don't speak a lick of English. But they will, and they will grow and learn and do and be.
These are my thoughts, 11 years later, September 12 2012. A Good Day.
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Let's concentrate on the goal
Take a skim of
this -
And then post your comments. Here's mine -
as a former Catholic, now Protestant, I would suggest that we not be so "partisan" in our religion as to trip over the bottom line issue. Jesus was certainly concerned with taking care of the poor, but I don't find it anywhere that He sugg
ested Rome do the taking care of. The more we as the faithful take care of the less advantaged, the less the government will have to do, and they don't do it well anyway. The closer the resource to the problem, the better the results. When bureaucrats are involved, things go to waste, whether they are church or govt officials. I disagree with the official Catholic perspective of social teaching, since they think that the government should be the arbiter of the benefits. Ryan subscribes to Ayn Rand's viewpoint on laissez-faire capitalism, not her atheistic positions. She emphasized individual rights, which God gave us under His Natural Law. Jesus believed we should be charitable, and I believe that means he summons us to actions as individuals, not as a government bureaucracy. And finally, allowing the job creators more money will let them provide more jobs. It won't just go in their personal pocket, especially since alot of it is company money anyway. Then more people will be paid. Problem solved.
HT Restoring Love FB page
Friday, July 27, 2012
Arlington, Texas
The place on earth today is Arlington, Texas. We have been here since Wednesday night. Today we were with 34,000 other people from all over the country. Yes, we used the roads we built, but more importantly we all paid our own way, and are here to help other people and organizations in the Dallas-Fort Worth metroplex. It is a gigantic outpouring of generosity, love and joy. My daughter and I worked at a food drive collection location, where 10 18-wheelers had already been loaded, and we were working on the 11th. about a hundred people where there, and hundreds of carloads of people came by with bags and boxed of food, as well as clothing, books, games, etc. Elsewhere all over the area, buses and vans transported other folks to homes, churches, community organizations, Goodwill, etc. painting, mulching, feeding, visiting the elderly.
No agenda, no paybacks or much acclaim, except amongst each other. Just being with like minded people of all backgrounds, races, colors. All 50 states. All following a noble call of a guy who has taken it upon himself to lead where others won't go. Glenn Beck. You can like or unlike him, but you can't argue with the results of a fruitful day in service to others, following in obedience to what God tells us to do.
Tomorrow will be an evening filled with fun, history, entertainment, celebration, love for all, worship, a true hope, and a camaraderie worth working for. Read up on it yourself, and look for more info here, and on my facebook tomorrow as it happens.
Monday, June 4, 2012
A take on the candidates
Fred Thompson has something to say to someone who emailed him a question about Romney and Obama. They asked what choice we have if one is a Mormon and the other a Muslim. Thompson responds to not fall for the wrong thing. The mainstream media is going to whip Romney on his Mormon-ism any way they can think of. But that doesn't stick. We will never find the perfect candidate, but most Americans agree that the country is headed off a cliff, and organized religion isn't in play here. He says we gotta go with Mitt. "Obama selections for the Supreme Court for another four years will have an adverse effect on the proper role of religion in our country and in our schools as well as a host of other issues."
We got where we are a step at a time. One guy isn't gonna fix it all in a year or two. We have to use what we have to pull back, stop the bleeding, and be more involved in our own government. We are the ones who put those guys there. We need to put new people in, and then keep an eye on 'em. Don't just throw them the keys and watch them burn rubber down the road. We can make alot of progress with a few key victories in the Senate and the White House. Time will tell. Better yet, faith, prayer, door knocking, and getting out the [properly registered] voters is the key. That means us.
We got where we are a step at a time. One guy isn't gonna fix it all in a year or two. We have to use what we have to pull back, stop the bleeding, and be more involved in our own government. We are the ones who put those guys there. We need to put new people in, and then keep an eye on 'em. Don't just throw them the keys and watch them burn rubber down the road. We can make alot of progress with a few key victories in the Senate and the White House. Time will tell. Better yet, faith, prayer, door knocking, and getting out the [properly registered] voters is the key. That means us.
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Happy Easter!
I find it refreshingly ironic that our Resurrection Day is titled after a Germanic pagan goddess, whom they named the month after. One might say it is just a coincidence, but I don't believe in coincidence. I think God meant it that way to teach us that things are not as we see them, He is Good, and we need to be more open-minded to Him. I think God likes dichotomies. We didn't get dressed up today for nothing. We need to live like we believe what we celebrated today. Most of you will read this on Monday or after. Are we still living during the week the way we acted on Easter Sunday? Not out of guilt or addiction or habit, but of being absolved, hopeful, purposeful. Knowing the end of the story, and that nothing here can take away our prize if we have truly decided to accept the truth of the Gospel. Seize the power of your faith to engage the purpose only you can serve.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
A Broom and the Commerce Clause
Here is a little more detailed bit following up on my Facebook comments this morning about the Commerce Clause. Part of my life is really boring, so I read a modern day version of The Federalist Papers. (The Original Argument, Beck, 2011) In it, I learned that the Founding Fathers had some really cool ideas. They aren’t really very intuitive; you have to study this stuff, and realize how nature and people work. They discovered that in order for there to be order, man needed to be trustworthy ( or more to the point, he needed to be assumed to be trustworthy), certain natural elements exist (including man’s propensity to screw things up!), and there are certain Truths that can’t be changed, or ignored.
The Founders acknowledged Natural Law, they pointed out that rights come from our Creator, not the Feds, they discovered that liberty is a gift from God, and that with that law and gift, other things can occur. Like where the Bible says that we are to work for our keep, and we get paid for it because it has value, and if others like it they will buy it, and that creates more value, and it just grows. So, the Constitution was written to protect the natural flow of things, to keep us from mucking up the works, and set some ways that we (meaning the states) can work together for our collective common good, while still having our own states’ individual features.
The reason we are the most productive country in the world, the wealthiest, the most industrious, responsible for so much new product and ideas, is that this country was set up to foster an environment where it is practical to try stuff, and make money on the stuff that works. Reading The Federalist Papers isn’t very fun, especially the original text, but when you read a few of them on the different topics, it comes together that those dudes in the funny wigs who were always dressed up were on to something.
The Commerce Clause isn’t just a blank check that says the feds can control business and trade with foreign countries and among the states. It was written to keep each state from adding a tax to a product that traveled through it on its way to the market, and to gather the collective buying power of all 13 or 22 or 50 (not 57) states to deal with other countries, instead of each state having to deal with them on their own. (In the same fashion, the military was set up on a federal level so each state didn’t have to have a navy and army. Much better to combine ranks for that. We have a federal government, NOT a national one)
The Commerce Clause makes it so that a broom made in Florida and shipped to Ohio, or vise versa, doesn’t get tagged with a tax when it travels through Georgia and Tennessee on its way; or worse, can’t get to Ohio because Georgia won’t let it pass.
So, we need to first of all, know why things are the way they are, and what they mean (and don’t mean), and then, we need to speak up when some goon in DC says he can do this or that because of the ______ clause/amendment/section. Mostly the Constitution says what the Feds can and can’t do, and then leaves the rest to the states. And if ya don’t like how your state does something, fix it, deal with it, or move to another state that does it the way you like. Our politicians have become so uninformed, or politically correct, or are rigging the system, so that nothing is as it should be, and our liberty, religious freedoms, and peace are almost gone. So healthcare can’t be regulated by the Commerce Clause, cuz that’s not how it was written.
Ok. I’m done for now.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Goodbye Continental Airlines
Today is the last day for the Continental Airlines name. The signs are down, the computer system and websites are being updated tonight, and Houston will not have a "hometown airline" anymore. Wish it was them that was staying. I'm sure the new United will have plenty of presence and employees here, but its not ours anymore.
I guess its progress, but I fear that the new company won't be as good as what we were used to.
So long Continental. It was fun.
I guess its progress, but I fear that the new company won't be as good as what we were used to.
So long Continental. It was fun.
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