Worth Sharing

Something worth reading and sharing.  

Today, I interviewed my grandmother for part of a research paper I’m
working on for my Psychology class.  When I asked her to define success in   
her own words, she said, “Success is when you look back at your life and the memories make you smile.”

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Today, I asked my mentor – a very successful business man in his 70s-
what his top 3 tips are for success.  He smiled and said,
“Read something no one else is reading, think something no one else is thinking, and do something no one else is doing.”

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Today, after my 72 hour shift at the fire station, a woman ran up to me
at the grocery store and gave me a hug.  When I tensed up, she realized I   
didn’t recognize her. She let go with tears of joy in her eyes and the most   
sincere smile and said , “On 9-11-2001, you carried me out of the World Trade Center.”

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Today, after I watched my dog get run over by a car, I sat on the side
of the road holding him and crying.  And just before he died, he licked the tears off my face.

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Today at 7AM, I woke up feeling ill, but decided I needed the money, so
I went into work. At 3PM I got laid off. On my drive home I got a flat   tire.  When I went into the trunk for the spare, it was flat too. A man in   a BMW pulled over, gave me a ride, we chatted, and then he offered me a job. I start tomorrow.

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Today, as my father, three brothers, and two sisters stood around my
mother’s hospital bed, my mother uttered her last coherent words before she died.  She simply said, “I feel so loved right now. We should have gotten together like this more often.”

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Today, I kissed my dad on the forehead as he passed away in a small
hospital bed. About 5 seconds after he passed, I realized it was the first   
time I had given him a kiss since I was a little boy.

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Today, in the cutest voice, my 8-year-old daughter asked me to start
I chuckled and asked, “Why?” She replied, “So you can help me
   save the planet.”  I chuckled again and asked, “And why do you want to save   the planet?” Because that’s where I keep all my stuff,” she said.

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Today, when I witnessed a 27-year-old breast cancer patient laughing
  hysterically at her 2-year-old daughter’s antics, I suddenly realized that   I need to stop complaining about my life and start celebrating it again.

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Today, a boy in a wheelchair  saw me desperately struggling on crutches
with my broken leg and offered to carry my backpack and books for me.
   helped me all the  way across campus to my class and as he was leaving he said, “I hope you feel better soon.”

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Today, I was feeling down because the results of a biopsy came back  
malignant. When I got home, I opened an e-mail that said, “Thinking of you today. If you need me, I’m a phone call away.” It was from a high school   friend I hadn’t seen in 10 years.

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Today, I was traveling in Kenya and I met a refugee from Zimbabwe.
  said he hadn’t eaten anything in over 3 days and looked extremely skinny and unhealthy.  Then my friend offered him the rest of the sandwich he was  eating.The first thing the man said was, “We can share it.

Thoughts for Moms

As we celebrate Mothers, I do so with a tear of longing for my Mom who went on the path to Glory last year,  and conversely a heartfelt joy of expectation for my youngest whom I spent the day with yesterday at her “diaper party”, she’s due to deliver in July!

I ran across the following bit from a cousins social media page and felt it was too great not to pass along. 

As we celebrate Moms today, I have friends who ache because they have desired a child but have never given birth, I have friends who have had miscarriages, I have friends who have never married but would love to be married and have a family…the list goes one. But each of those friends are contributing to a young person’s life, as a mentor, a foster parent, an aunt, a stepmom…I saw this recently and loved it. I share it with each of you today as I know today could be a really difficult day for you. Each of you are in my heart ❤️ and my prayers today!
To those who gave birth this year to their first child—we celebrate with you
To those who lost a child this year – we mourn with you
To those who are in the trenches with little ones every day and wear the badge of food stains – we appreciate you
To those who experienced loss through miscarriage, failed adoptions, or running away—we mourn with you
To those who walk the hard path of infertility, fraught with pokes, prods, tears, and disappointment – we walk with you. Forgive us when we say foolish things. We don’t mean to make this harder than it is.
To those who are foster moms, mentor moms, and spiritual moms – we need you
To those who have warm and close relationships with your children – we celebrate with you
To those who have disappointment, heart ache, and distance with your children – we sit with you
To those who lost their mothers this year – we grieve with you
To those who experienced abuse at the hands of your own mother – we acknowledge your experience
To those who lived through driving tests, medical tests, and the overall testing of motherhood – we are better for having you in our midst
To those who are single and long to be married and mothering your own children – we mourn that life has not turned out the way you longed for it to be
To those who step-parent – we walk with you on these complex paths
To those who envisioned lavishing love on grandchildren -yet that dream is not to be, we grieve with you
To those who will have emptier nests in the upcoming year – we grieve and rejoice with you
To those who placed children up for adoption — we commend you for your selflessness and remember how you hold that child in your heart
And to those who are pregnant with new life, both expected and surprising –we anticipate with you
This Mother’s Day, we walk with you. Mothering is not for the faint of heart and we have real warriors in our midst. We remember you.
-Copied from a letter written by a guest contributor

Fukushima Radiation Has Contaminated Pacific Ocean

We all heard about the reactor back when the event occurred, but strangely there has   been little said about this environmental catastrophe.   The following article should raise an alarm around the globe, oddly not happening!!   If the “climate warriors” were half as concerned about the environment as they let on they would be shouting from rooftops about this.



It Was You, The Duck

There are those that claim that Obama was a great man, and an excellent president.  Of course they only listen to NPR and watch MSNBC as if it were gospel.  I truly feel sorry that they have been  so duped for so long!!    The blind will continue to lead the blind apparently.   The following duck story was shared  with me recently so I thought it should be shared.  He is no longer our resident leader, but one wonders how much damage conrol has to be done at this point.


The Duck.!!!

If you walk like a duck and quack like a duck; have feathers like
A duck; eat like a duck and lay eggs like a duck; there is a
Very high probability that you’re a duck!

Mike Gallagher, the 8th most recognized talk radio
Personality, in the USA, he is heard  by over 2.25 million
Listeners weekly. He compiled and wrote the following essay
Entitled, “Obama: It was You.”

*  It was you who spoke these words  at an Islamic
Dinner -“I am one of you.”
*  It was you who on ABC News referenced -“My Muslim

*  It was you who gave $100 million in US Taxpayer
Funds to rebuild foreign mosques.

*  It was you who wrote that in the event of a
Conflict-“I will stand with the Muslims.”

*  It was you who assured the Egyptian Foreign
Minister that -“I am a Muslim.”

*  It was you who bowed in submission before the
Saudi King.

*  It was you who sat for 20 years in a Liberation
Theology Church condemning America and professing

*  It was you who exempted Muslims from penalties
Under Obamacare that the rest of us have to pay.

*  It was you who purposefully omitted – “endowed by
Our Creator ” – from your  recitation of The Declaration Of

*  It was you who mocked the Bible and Jesus Christ’s
Sermon On The Mount while repeatedly referring to the ‘HOLY’

*  It was you who traveled the Islamic world
Denigrating the United States Of America.

*  It was you who instantly threw the support of your
Administration behind the building of the Ground Zero Victory
Mosque overlooking the hallowed crater of the World Trade

*  It was you who refused to attend the National
Prayer Breakfast, but hastened to host an Islamic prayer
Breakfast at the White House.

*  It was you who ordered Georgetown Univ. And
Notre Dame to shroud all vestiges of Jesus Christ  BEFORE
You would agree to go there  to speak, but in contrast,
You have NEVER requested the mosques you have visited to
Adjust their decor.

*  It was you who appointed anti-Christian
Fanatics to your Czar Corps.

*  It was you who appointed rabid Islamists to
Homeland Security.

*   It was you who said that NASA’s “foremost
Mission” was an outreach to Muslim communities.

*  It was you who as an Illinois Senator was the
ONLY individual who would speak in favor of infanticide.

*  It was you who was the first President not to
Give a Christmas Greeting from the White House, and went
So far as to hang photos of Chairman Mao on the White
House tree.

* It was you who curtailed the military tribunals
Of all Islamic terrorists.

*  It was you who refused to condemn the Ft. Hood
Killer as an Islamic terrorist.

*  It is you who has refused to speak-out
Concerning the horrific executions of women throughout the
Muslim culture, but yet, have submitted Arizona to the UN
For investigation of hypothetical human-rights abuses.

*  It was you who when queried in India refused
To acknowledge the true extent of radical global
Jihadists, and instead profusely praised Islam in a
Country that is 82% Hindu and the victim of numerous
Islamic terrorists assaults.

* It was you who funneled $900 Million in US
Taxpayer dollars to Hamas.

It was you who ordered the United States Postal
Service to honor the MUSLIM holiday with a new
Commemorative stamp.

*  It was you who directed our UK Embassy to
Conduct outreach to help “empower” the British Muslim

*  It was you who funded mandatory Arabic
Language and culture studies in Grammar schools across our

It is you who follows the Muslim custom of not
Wearing any form of jewelry during Ramadan.

*  It is you who departs for Hawaii over the
Christmas season so as to avoid past criticism for NOT
Participating in seasonal White House religious events.

*  It was you who was uncharacteristically quick
To join the chorus of the Muslim Brotherhood to depose
Egypt’s Hosni Mubarak, formerly America’s strongest ally
In North Africa; but, remain muted in your non-response to
The Brotherhood led slaughter of Egyptian Christians.

*  It was you who appointed your chief adviser,
Valerie Jarrett, an Iranian, who is a member of the Muslim
Sisterhood, an off-shoot of the Muslim Brotherhood.

*  It was you who said this country is not a
Christian nation.



Painfully Speaking

I have not been active on this blog for some weeks now.  This is due to an unfortunate accident at the job which has debilitated me for weeks and caused indescribable pain at times.

It began Dec 14 when i tripped over debris on the shop floor at work, spraining my ankle.  When it wasn’t improved over the next couple days I went to seek medical help, get an x-ray, etc.  The initial diagnosis was sprained, no breaks, take some aspirin, wrap it up and go home, GOOD LUCK!!   I was given crutches to get around with.   When  in the next week the foot was red, swollen, extremely sensitive to touch and tender, the office called and said the company insurance  folks set me an appointment to see their Dr. at their clinic.   The new diagnosis is that I have cellulitis in my ankle, take these antibiotics and come back in a week.

Four days later i woke to see a huge sack of fluid attached to the side of the ankle, so I called and the clinic said to be sure they get a culture of it when I come in three days hence.  Within the next day this “blister” ruptured leaking yellow nasty fluid all over the place and i went to go to the bathroom and clean it up a bit,  on the way I fell to the floor having lost my balance on the crutches.  Called for friends to help me get up on my feet and even with two helpers it couldnt be done, I was too weak to help out.  In examination of the ankle my good friend Clay said that I should get immediate medical help so the EMS came and got me to the hospital.  The bottom line is that I had a severe infection in the ankle that took ten days to alleviate to the point that I could be discharged to a Physical Rehab faciiity to begin the process of walking again.  This course of therapy is nearly complete and I am making good progress toward the goal of getting back mobile again.

The pain that I have endured has been daily since Dec 14th, and at times so severe as to nearly cause fainting.  The pain of the swelling and initial infection was bad enough and I was taking massive amounts of over the counter NSAID products to alleviate it.  But the really bad part was when they came to “milk” the pus and fluid out  of my ankle!!  To get this stuff out they would squeeze the foot from the top down toward the heel where the fluid sack had ruptured creating an exit.   This was preferred to lancing as they wanted less chance for further infection to set in.   So twice a day the foot was “milked” for 5 days and estimates of nearly two gallons of fluids were expelled.  Trust me when I say that after these treatments [i joked about it being “torture”,   [which is not far from truth]  I welcomed an injection of an instant pain killer that would alleviate the after effects [unfortunately not the pain during treatment!!].

At this point, there is only pain when I push the edge during Physical Therapy, which I am doing to speed the recovery process.  And milder medications help with this as needed. Another week or so and we will be ready to re-enter life again.   PT was prescribed to be done at a Nursing/Rehab center in Yorktown, some 65 miles up country from home.  This put a bite on  having any pals stop by for visits!!   I requested an advanced schedule of PT sessions so as not to waste the time spent here, one 30 minute period per day seemed a bit subdued, so went to two-a-day schedule.

UPDATE  2/10/17  Back in Rockport and follow up Dr. appt., still on crutches with some limited mobility.  It takes an incredible amount of energy to get around, in and out of offices, stores, vehicles, etc.  A three hour stint of errands etc and my body is wiped out.  Dizziness and lack of balance is a real issue, it’s hard to stand upright with only one ankle to do the work!!   Will be discussing light duties with the bosses at work on Monday to see what if anything I can do until I have full range of motion and at least workable strength returned to my foot.  In the mean time, PT exercises and walking as much as I can to build things back to normal as possible.

The thoughts going through my head over the weeks are that I wish I could “bottle” all the pain I have gone through and force the foolhardy individual that just dumped and neglected the debris; to drink the pain.    Their attitude about shop safety may differ if it was possible!!







“Post Truth”

By Andy Reese
Truth and Lies and You and Me
The Oxford dictionary named “post-truth” its word of the year for 2016. It is defined as: “relating to or denoting circumstances in which objective facts are less influential in shaping public opinion than appeals to emotion and personal belief.” Telling the truth is less important than being able to influence or manipulate someone to believe what you want them to believe. 
We used to call that lying.
To deceive means to “cause to believe a lie”. I intend someone to rely on my word even though I know it is not true. Or perhaps I have simply not taken the time, expended the effort, to insure my word is, in fact, true instead of lies in the guise of fact. I pass on gossip, be it political gossip or personal gossip. God does not distinguish political lies from personal lies. It is not innocent, just naive.
I am not as concerned with the damage my deceit will cause, to an individual or a nation, as I am to influence someone to my way of thinking, and voting, to gain respect, to be seen as smart or with it or relevant.
When one repeats a lie we used to call that lying.
When Satan, the Father of Lies, approached Eve everything he said was the truth – but not the whole truth. But his intent, using half-truth, was pure deceit. It was to cause her to buy into something untrue; to disparage the reputation of the One True God. To destroy a reputation unjustly. And it worked deadly well.
 In the last year a torrent of outright “false news” and slanted half-truth stories were propagated, passed along person to person without even the slightest effort at fact checking. Read and click. And this was done by those who call themselves Sons of God, filled with the Spirit of Truth, not of this world. Both Google and Facebook were taken to task for enabling such dishonesty. Google apologized. You and I? Not so much? The church is strangely silent.
We seem to have gained an ability to influence an election by trading away our ability to influence a culture and lost a measure of authenticity, clarity and legitimacy in the bargain. 
The church is to be salt, preserving against rot and bringing out the best. But If the salt of the earth loses its saltiness it gets thrown out and trampled underfoot. 
We used to call telling half truths lying.
After David attempted to deceive and then conspired to kill the husband of the woman with whom he committed adultery, and then lied about it he is brought face-to-face with both his action and himself. He writes this in Psalm 51: “Against You, You only, I have sinned and done what is evil in Your sight, so that You are justified when You speak and blameless when You judge. You desire truth in the innermost being. Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.”
His sin, his attempted deception, was ultimately against God; a God who desires truth at the core of His children; uprightness. Truth. At my core.
David called it lying; and repented with weeping and grieving.
Jesus brings the real issue into stark clarity: “Why do you not understand what I am saying? It is because you cannot hear My word. You are of your father the devil, and you want to do the desires of your father. He does not stand in the truth because there is no truth in him. Whenever he speaks a lie, he speaks from his own nature, for he is a liar and the father of lies. But as it is, you are seeking to kill Me, a man who has told you the truth” (Jn 8)
They did not start as liars. But when I sacrifice speech that is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth (in love and for uplifting purposes – Eph 4) on the altar of convenience, manipulation, influence, and self aggrandizement I unwittingly take sides against the Spirit of Truth and with the Father of Lies. And when I continue that practice unrepentant my ears dull to truth, my heart hardens to compassion, and the purity within my innermost being becomes clouded and twisted.
I start to become a liar. And I respond in anger when this is pointed out.
Dear ones, there are lasting and even eternal horrible consequences of our lying.
“Do not be deceived, God is not mocked. What you sow you will reap.” Gal 6:7 
“I tell you that men will give an account on the day of judgment for every careless word they have spoken. For by your words you will be acquitted, and by your words you will be condemned.” Mt 12:36-38
Paul gives us the simple solution: “Therefore having put off lying falsehood, let each one speak truth with his neighbor, because we are members of one another.”
Put it off. Put lying off. 
You need me to do that. I need you to do that.
“Because we are members of one another.” 
I need the truth you see and hear. I need it. I am incomplete without the view from where you stand. The puzzle is incomplete without your pieces. I need you to speak truth to me. I need to be able to trust it is true. I need to know when you are not sure, when it is just opinion. I need you to be part of me. I need you to call me on lying. I need you. I need you to speak truth to me. I starve without it. A nation starves. 
And maybe, just maybe, you need me to speak truth to you too.