“Imperfection and perfection go so hand in hand, and our dark and our light are so intertwined, that by trying to push the darkness or negative aspects of our life to the side… we are preventing ourselves from the fullness of life.” – Jeff Bridges
In God We Trust – Paul Harvey
Paul Harvey said: I don’t believe in Santa Claus, but I’m not going to sue somebody for singing a Ho-Ho-Ho song in December.
I don’t agree with Darwin, but I didn’t go out and hire a lawyer when my high school teacher taught his theory of evolution.
Life, liberty or your pursuit of happiness will not be endangered because someone says a 30-second prayer before a football game. So what’s the big deal? It’s not like somebody is up there reading the entire book of Acts. They’re just talking to a God they believe in and asking him to grant safety to the players on the field and the fans going home from the game.
“But it’s a Christian prayer,” some will argue. Yes, and this is the United States of America, a country founded on Christian principles. According to our very own phone book, Christian churches outnumber all others better than 200-to-1.
So what would you expect – somebody chanting Hare Krishna? If I went to a football game in Jerusalem, I would expect to hear a Jewish prayer. If I went to a soccer game in Baghdad, I would expect to hear a Muslim prayer. If I went to a ping pong match in China, I would expect to hear someone pray to Buddha. And I wouldn’t be offended. It wouldn’t bother me one bit. When in Rome…
“But what about the atheists?” is another argument. What about them? Nobody is asking them to be baptized. We’re not going to pass the collection plate. Just humor us for 30 seconds. If that’s asking too much, bring a Walkman or a pair of ear plugs. Go to the bathroom. Visit the concession stand. Call your lawyer. Unfortunately, one or two will make that call.
One or two will tell thousands what they can and cannot do. I don’t think a short prayer at a football game is going to shake the world’s foundations.
Christians are just sick and tired of turning the other cheek while our courts strip us of all our rights. Our parents and grandparents taught us to pray before eating, to pray before we go to sleep. Our Bible tells us to pray without ceasing. Now a handful of people and their lawyers are telling us to cease praying. God, help us. And if that last sentence offends you, well……….just sue me.
The silent majority has been silent too long. It’s time we let that one or two who scream loud enough to be heard, that the vast majority don’t care what they want. It is time the majority rules! It’s time we tell them, you don’t have to pray. You don’t have to say the pledge of allegiance, you don’t have to believe in God or attend services that honor Him. That is your right, and we will honor your right….but by golly, you are no longer going to take our rights away.
We are fighting back….and we WILL WIN! God bless us one and all, especially those who denounce Him… God bless America, despite all her faults, she is still the greatest nation of all…..
God bless our service men who are fighting to protect our right to pray and worship God… May 2005 be the year the silent majority is heard and we put God back as the foundation of our families and institutions. Keep looking up…… In God WE Trust.
Accept Them Unconditionally
“Next time someone comes into your life… try accepting them unconditionally, with absolutely no judgement. Expect nothing from them. Take 100% of the responsibility for the relationship. Act as if your life depends upon it. You’ll give them the gift of acceptance and who knows what you’ll receive in return.” – Al Ritter
The Flower System
An absent-minded husband thought he had conquered his problem of trying to remember his wife’s birthday and their anniversary. He opened an account with a florist, provided that florist with the dates and instructions to send flowers to his wife on these dates along with an appropriate note signed, “Your loving husband.”
His wife was thrilled by this new display of attention and all went well until next year, on their anniversary, when he came home, kissed his wife and said offhandedly, “Nice flowers, honey. Where did you get them?”