Thursday, November 3, 2016

What if the other one wins

. . . .And now, I'll get a little political. ..

What if the other one wins?

 

It has come down to this. Just a few days left, and then after all the vitriol and the entire rancor, someone will become president. Many will not be happy with the choice. It does not matter who will win; a large group will be distressed.

What to do?

Perhaps there are two things that can help. First we need prayer—for the nation, and for ourselves. The world is a dangerous place, and the new president, whoever that be, will find themselves thrust into an unpredictable and chaotic place. Divine Providence is needed. 

Yes people change. Sometimes the reality that they have now become one of the most important people in the world sets in. This is our hope.  Case in point, in 1881 Chester Arthur became president when President Garfield was assassinated. Arthur was not admired. He had become vice president only to placate a certain wing of the Republican Party. He was an opponent of Garfield, and came from the Spoils System, where his main job was as a political hack working at the customs house. Most people felt that because he came from a corrupt system of you-scratch-my-back-and-I’ll-scratch-yours, that he would continue in that way. But, Arthur did not. He rejected the party bosses, and passed civil service reform. He went against type. So, it is possible that whoever wins will be different than the person who was nominated; that they may actually work to improve America.

However even if this does not happen, we should still pray. We have to accept; we have to adjust our thinking. This takes effort, thus we need prayer that will help us see the good in everyone, even those who we viewed as our political opponents. We also need to commune with God, so that we can remember to stay humble kind and happy. By centering on our faith, we can continue on, no matter what happens in Washington.

Second, as the Rolling Stones sang, “you can’t always get what you want”. That is life. “But”, they continue, “If you try real hard, you may get what you need”.  They are not talking about capitulation, but rather about acceptance.  In reality there is little that we can change, so adapt is what we must do.

There is something comforting in that, for regardless of what happens, we can get out of it what we need. We seek the good as we adjust and move on. There are more important things in life than politics, such as family, jobs and faith.

We will survive, whoever wins.

 

 

 

Friday, October 28, 2016

Pink Dress


Pink ribbons bobbing in the hair

On the tips of a ponytail

Pink Dress racing down the street

Propelled by pink socks in pink shoes

 

All in pink she runs and skips

Happy and free without a care

Pink Dress stained with messy childhood joys

Like mud and dirt and cold popsicles too

 

Pretty in pink and at one with God

Laughing, singing and shouting too

Pink Dress engaging the world that’s around

With hugging and sharing and friendship too

 

Pink Dress only remains for awhile

Soon the child, an adult she becomes

Pink Dress fades with other childhood memories

Of a moment when innocence and happiness reigned free

 

Hold on Pink Dress be wild; be free

Laugh, Run, Dance and Explore

Pink Dress: too quickly another dress you’ll wear

When Time moves on, and childhood fades

 

 

 

 

 

Friday, October 14, 2016


Awe

What is awe?

Is it the same as “being curious”?

Is it like being surprised?

Awe is a mystery.

It is found in children exploring,

Though it hides from adults escaping

 

Why?

For only the daily struggle I see.

Around me flowers bloom.  Clouds roll into odd shapes.

Yet on I trudge -- blind to the world’s treasures

 

To be in awe is experience

Something bigger, something greater

Yet feeling neither small nor defeated

To be in awe is to pause, and reflect

On, how good life can be!

 

To be in awe is to be aware that God is present

That there is a purpose, that there is a plan

It may be a sunset or a rainbow or a simple coincidence

I can ignore or I can stop, look and lose myself

 

And can be in awe.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

I am not you


I am not you

You are not me

I am not a part of “we”

I am one: unique and beautiful.

 

Oh, I have my flaws

I am sure that you do to

I do not fit into a mold

For I am one: unique and smart

 

Daily affirmation seems weird

We are not to think pridefully

I am not a fan of conceit

Yet I am one: unique and proud

 

I am aware of who I am

The good and the bad

I hurt at times

Nonetheless I am one: unique and special

 

I am not you

You are not me

And that is fine

For all is good.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tuesday, September 13, 2016


Contradiction

There are times when I want to go out and be social

Yet, I do not want to have my space invaded

I want to be free

But bound to my home

I want to laugh

Though inside I want to cry

 

Where is the way to go?

What is the thing I must do?

 

Tell Me!

For I want to be told

It is easier if I just follow along

 

Don’t Tell Me

Let me figure out.

I do not want to be led astray

 

I am confused

I am both sure and unsure

At peace and at war

With myself and with my world

It is all familiar, Yet strange

Anxiously my heart beats

I wish I was brave

To “come what may”

And follow the wind

But. . . .

There is a part of me

That wants to remain

In the back,

Out of the way

Alone but free

 

For, I want to be told

Yet I want also to tell

I want to lead as well as be led

I need to be heard

Yet do not want to speak

 

I live in two worlds at the same time

The one that is,

And the one that is not

The former is the present; it is reality

The later is the presumed; it is imagined

In one I am a humble servant

In the other, a grandiloquent star

 

 

 

 

 

 

Monday, August 29, 2016

Simple


Simple

 

I hear a bird chirping

In a nearby tree

 

I walk along a path

With my dog

 

Nothing is happening

Yet everything is alive

 

The trees sway as the squirrels race,

The wind blows gently across my face

 

I am alive

I am free

 It is not hard to find

Not elusive or remote

It is within and around

 

Simple

Serene

Peaceful

 

 

 

Friday, August 26, 2016

Inflexible


Inflexible

Inflexible it may seem

My life, a scheduled plan

I want to have the same routine

To know what I’ll do next

 

It makes me calm to think

That there is a time for this

And a time for that

With everything in its place

 

But, then something happens

My time somewhere else is needed

So my plans must change

As the unknown I’ll follow

 

Inflexible, they label me

A rigid man they say

Yet somehow I get things done

Somehow I find a way

 

Inflexible is what I like

It is my solace, my comfort

But it is not as it always seems

I can be open for those I love.