” The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom,
and the knowledge of the Holy One is insight.”  Proverbs 9:10

Dear, Lord,

You know all things.  Nothing is hidden from you. You are the only consistent in our lives.  I pray that you guide our leaders to proceed with dignity and fairness.  Two people have been dragged through the mud and may never recover from what’s happened over the past few weeks.  Please give the men and women in the position of passing judgment, the wisdom to do your will.  Help us all to accept what is happening and what will happen because of these events.  You are also with every one of us. You’ve judged each of us with fairness and abundance of grace, giving us a freedom we don’t deserve.  May your Word be upheld.  May your will be done, in Jesus name.  Amen!

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I’ve always admired King David and his intimate relationship with God.  He messed up, strayed from God’s commandments, yet he was considered the apple of God’s eye.  I often wondered at some of his psalms and the angry demands he made on God.  How could he approach the King of Creation on such a personal level?  How dare he?

Yet, even in his most frustrating moments, David always went to God first – for advice and counsel – for peace – for encouragement, comfort and hope – for forgiveness – for confidence that he could do anything with God at the helm.

So often, my prayers pale in comparison, but that doesn’t matter to our Father, God.  Have you had a one on one conversation with God lately?  There are times I spend countless hours laying out my own plans for my life. I think I can go it alone.  Even those closest to me know that I worry – I fret – I lose hope – I daily say or do the wrong thing.  Still in those moments of weakness, I know that God listens to me.  He won’t desert me.  He promises eternity in heaven.  He never lies and consistently leads me.

Today, take time to talk to Him.  He’s always available 24/7.  Even though He has so many to listen to, He will always have time for us.

Dear, God,

You are my God.  How can I thank you for all you’ve done to get me through this life?  There were so many times when I was the stubborn child who wanted to do it my way, yet you patiently waited for me to return to you.  Your grace should be sufficient for me, but I often think I can handle life by myself.  It is then that I fall.  Help me to rely on you more.  Even as my years are swiftly passing, give me the confidence to depend entirely on you for all my needs – for all my problems, losses and seemingly unanswered prayers.  Remind me that you are always with me.  You will never leave me.  You are the only One that I can trust to be truthful and loving. 

God, you know my needs.  I place them in your hands, trusting that you will fulfill them.  You’ve already given me everything necessary for this life and the next.  Allow me to open my heart to you daily – to confess my sins, knowing they’ve been forgiven through Christ’s death and resurrection.  I come to you as a child, even though my years are flying by.  I have confidence in your fatherly love and grace.  I have faith that when I die I will meet you face to face and our conversations will be the best ever.

I pray this and all things in the name of your dear son, Jesus.  Amen!


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One final day to set the sails, to glide o’er waters still,

Feel the cold, sharp wind in your face, a final lap until,

The cold autumn winds blow stiffly then, as water turns to ice,

Chill in the air messes your hair,  one more ride would be nice,

Turbulent wind churns the water, stirring up giant waves,

Capsizing might be an option, when sailing on such days,

Instead you enjoy the rapture, sit back – enjoy the ride,

In a few months you’ll hibernate, and spend your time inside.


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Ascending through a crimson sky, brilliant glory blazes,

Morning’s light so swiftly passes, into heavenly gazes,

Sunshine cuts through frosty forests, a peace in the afterglow

Shorter days and longer night times, remind us of coming snow

The glory and the splendor of that early morning light,

Defines the way we feel just then and carries us to night,

Soon shadows fall and daylight ends, the sunset soon disappears,

And wait we must for sleep will come as it has for many years,

And if we wake at morning light, or if our life is ended,

We’ll still possess October skies in heav’n where we’ve ascended.


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Think of what it was like in the 16th century, before the printing press was invented.   Folks had to rely on word of mouth for their information and by the time they got it, it was so distorted, it was far from the truth.  (Actually pretty much like today’s news and information services.)

In those days, people were concerned about having enough food to eat.  They relied on the sweat of their brows to get the work done.  They feared  invasion  by warring nations.  Most of them had never read God’s Word.  Most of them didn’t know how to read.  (Sad to say some of our high school graduates have slipped through the cracks and reap the same result.) The rich got rich and the poor got poorer  (also something like the news of our day.)

There were no great health care facilities.  Doctors were few and far between.  The average life expectancy was 40 years of age and if you were wealthy you might live ten more.   We are now living longer, have superior health care, but still don’t know how to contain communicable diseases – nor is there a cure for the common cold.

Have we made progress?  If you’re a history buff, you will soon see that it continues to repeat itself.  The passage of time often reveals that there is nothing new in the world.  Solomon wrote the book of Ecclesiastes to address that very thought.

Time goes swiftly by, but nothing really changes.  There will always be battles between good and evil.  There will always be wars and rumors of wars.  We face difficult weather, painful diseases, loss of money, jobs and some of our freedom.   We have Bibles in our homes and on our I-pads, but how often are they opened?  Is there any hope for a brighter future?  Are we simply going through the motions of living rather than experiencing the joy of doing so?

Those who are connected to Christ, will go through the same problems others face in this world, but they have hope in the future life after death.  That doesn’t mean we have to wait until we die before we achieve fulfillment or joy.  God wants us to succeed here on earth.  Our success, however, is based on His plan for our lives.  Success can be defined in what we do for others, how we share God’s love with them, show compassion, help financially and with our prayers for them.

Our hope is built on nothing less than Jesus blood and righteousness.  True paradise does not exist on earth.  It can only be attained after our death.  While we muddle through life, we can take great joy in God’s love for us and His constant intervention when we call on Him.  When we go to His Holy Word, the Bible, it’s His voice speaking to us.  Through it we reap the true secret to success.

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The heat of summer crunches under fallen shards,

Remnants of that which once was full of life,

Giving way to grandiose color everywhere,

God’s paintbrush embraces the trees,

Scrumbling brilliant hues throughout the landscape,

Purveying jewels to adorn the countryside,

Filling the sky with burnt orange, crimson and golden clouds,

Autumn reminds us of our earthly journey,

Soon we’ll be blanketed with white,

Encased in ice,

Struggling to keep our balance,

Watching icicles form,

But for now,


The brocaded tapestry of a coat of many colors,

Created by the One True God.

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Over the many years of my life, I’ve had many career choices.  Some were necessities, others learning experiences, and the rest were the beginnings of what I truly wanted to do – to help others.  I think every one of us has that inborn trait, unless we’re psychotic serial killers or narcissists who think only of themselves.

Even though mankind fell into sin shortly after they were created, they were made perfectly by God.  Their sin drove a wedge between us and God, but God still loved us so much that He provided a way for us to be reconnected.  I believe there is an innate trait which separates humanity from the animals.  It’s called compassion.

My career path didn’t include as many choices as young people have today.  I could be a nurse, a secretary, a teacher or a stay at home mom.  Today the sky’s the limit for the generation of tomorrow.  Still in each of my jobs over the years, they were all designed to shape my life in the long run.

My husband and I both were destined to somehow be helpful to others in their careers.  In his business career, my husband designed advertising campaigns which promoted other people’s products and increased their sales.  As he built his own business, he was helping young copy writers and artists to achieve their goals.  When he went into fine art in his 50’s, he was making beautiful things for others to enjoy.

In the meantime, at our lowest financial point, we were being broken and redirected.  When our lives fell apart, we discovered that we could rebuild by doing the things we love and at the same time, help others to achieve greatness.  Now in our golden years, we’re able to share what we know with those who are willing to learn from us.

The greatest successes in life are not always monetary, but we still have to pay the bills.  However, God wants us to find joy in our labors.  If we can make a difference as a Walmart greeter – if we can enhance another’s life in medical research – if we can bring a smile to a child’s face by telling them they did a good job, our lives will be fulfilled as well.

Whatever you choose to do in life, the more you focus on others, the more success you attain.  The great side effect is that everyone benefits from the process.




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Pie throwing is kind of a lost art, and although it may be a rather rudimentary, burlesque humor, there’s something inherently funny about taking a pie in the face, under the right conditions.  Johnny Carson

The “Southern Fried Funeral” has been put to bed and the revival of my acting career was the highlight for me.  I’ve never had a pie thrown in my face.  I hope I never do again, because the entire process has led me to a lifelong love affair with Cool Whip.  I always liked the stuff, but now I know that my desire for having my face so encased will go on for a long time.  So I say goodbye with a sad heart and a renewed spirit for going on another diet.  Who knows, this video should give me the motivation I need.

This week I’ll be teaching a workshop for those interested in theatre acting ages 55+.  I should have a lot of new experience to shower on them.  Even those who have never been on stage are invited to participate in this event.  So on with another adventure in the theatre.  I suppose some day, I’ll die on the stage.  It wouldn’t be such a bad way to go.

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Dear, Lord,

You know my anxious moments, you feel my frustrations, you can empathize with every single emotion, because you’ve experienced coming to us in human form through your Son, Jesus.

We start a new week with worship and praise in your house.  Keep my mind focused, even though it’s quite weary right now.  Please give me the stamina to do this last performance.  You alone, are capable of turning sadness into joy, apprehension into fulfillment.

There are so many hopes in the things of this world, but you only can set our path Aright once more.  I pray that through the chaos of daily life, you would bring order and peace.  I pray that we once more look to you for answers, rather than struggling to figure things out for ourselves.

I also thank you for all the blessings you’ve bestowed on us.  Even in times of great need, we can count on you for solutions for every difficulty in our journey.

Be with us, Lord, Jesus, We ask you to stay,

Close by us forever and loves us each,

Bless all the dear children with thy tender care,

And takes us to heaven to live with you there.


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Today is our final day of performance.  “Southern Fried Funeral,” will at last be put to bed and so will the proverbial pie in the face.  Although my character, Ozella Meeks, is definitely worthy of a such an action, because she’s a real pain in the neck.

When I challenged myself to audition for another show it was partly due to ego, I guess. I wanted to know if I could still audition at my age.  Fortunately there was a character which perfectly matched my age.  The director must’ve seen some potential and cast me in the part.  For the past few weeks I’ve been getting into Ozella’s skin and have had a blast being on stage again after ten years or so.  Unfortunately, no one in the play likes Ozella, other than Ozella.

In all my years of acting, I’ve never been the recipient of a pie in the face, but this ancient body was a willing brunt of the joke for five shows.  Today we put Ozella, the Frye family and their friends to bed.  It’s hard to say goodbye to this silliness, because of the friendships forged, the acceptance within a wonderful ensemble cast, and the energy caused between actors and audience.  So what’s next?

On Wednesday I’ll begin working with adults 55+ students – those who may have participated in theatre in their younger years – are still performing – those who have no theatre experience whatsoever.  I have no idea how many will show up, what a wonderful new adventure this will be. I may be old, but this old body and mind wants to stay active and vital to my community.  With that being said, it could be easier getting a pie in the face.  However, I’ve now accomplished taking one for the team, so whatever comes next is going to be a step up


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There will be days when you feel completely broken down –

Physically, emotionally, spiritually,

When every ounce of strength has been sapped,

When it seems you can no longer go on,

When life kicks and punches you,

When there seems no hope for tomorrow,

Where do you turn for restoration?

Where do you go when your will has been crushed?

Where will you find relief?

When your lying on your back in complete submission,

The only place to look – is up,

Turn to your Creator,

The God of the universe,

Your Savior, Redeemer and Comforter,

He can mend broken bodies,

He can lift your spirit beyond expectation,

He gives you new life, new strength,

With Him, you will soar with the eagles.

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I am a died in the wool, conservative Lutheran.  I believe in the Word of God as God’s own voice to us, inspired by Him into the pens of men.  Having attended Lutheran schools for most of my life, I had access to that Word on a daily basis, but I’m still learning from it.  It’s a book that continues to give answers to life’s daily problems and comfort in times of need.  It’s filled with stories of ordinary people accomplishing extraordinary things with God’s guidance and help.

Being conservative in this time in history, isn’t always popular.  In fact, many folks believe that we need to adjust our worship and beliefs to fit what society dictates.  Today we’re at another crossroads as some of the main tenets of our beliefs are being squelched by political correctness and popular ideas.  If we continue down this path, the church will soon be unrecognizable from its early beginnings.

In the time of the Renaissance, a young monk from Germany changed the course of the church, by standing up for the truths written in God’s Word.  Martin Luther was that monk.  He was troubled by the daily need to confess his sins, to show contrition, to beat himself – physically and mentally in order to please God.  When he finally realized that he had nothing to do with his salvation, and that through God’s own Son, he was redeemed, he had no choice.  He took a stand – a stand that would begin a series of reformations throughout Europe.  There was division then as there is today.

Martin Luther once said, “You are not only responsible for what you say, but also for what you do not say.”

Churches seem to be waning.  Mega churches seem to be thriving.  We, in the minority who won’t stray from what God expects of His people, need to be bold and courageous in our witnessing.  The world is crumbling daily.  The time is right.  We have tools available that never existed before in time.  Just as Luther used the newly invented printing press to share the Word, we can do likewise by being firm in our convictions and unafraid of those who might think we’re being intolerant, insufferable, judgmental or inhospitable.

Someday soon, I fear there will be a huge persecution against the church.  It’s already taking place in other parts of the world.  Are we ready?  Are we willing to give up our lives to defend our Jesus?  When we stand up for God’s Word and its truth- Choose to follow God rather than  what makes us feel good – we’ll stand up and proudly  proclaim the love of God for all people.   Even when steeples are falling, if we don’t defend God, His Word and His gift of salvation, it’s as bad as saying nothing and depriving others of what we all need – Amazing grace!




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When life becomes impossible and full of rhetoric,

When fears surround and every sound begins to make you sick,

When words of hate and viciousness, spew from the pit of hell,

When lies are spread and tears are shed, and Satan works his spell,

When words divide and separate, and fill our souls with doubt,

When no solution is in sight, and we see no way out,

The only place to find relief, a place to live in peace,

Is so often disregarded, and our worry will increase,

But when we rest in God’s own hands and let Him do His will,

Our peace will come through His own son, the noises then are stilled.





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Welcome home, oh great green one.  You missed sorely have been.

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Tonight the lights will come up on another opening – another show – another pie.  Well, at least I’m now prepared for it.  After two times rehearsing, I’ve discovered that my gut reaction to fend off said pie, doesn’t work.  Last night we found the right consistency of whipped cream, but when I put my hand out, it went off to the side and did minimal damage.  ‘To get the full effect I’m going to have to keep my hands to myself.

Opening nights are always exciting, because all that you’ve worked for over the rehearsal process is now going to come to fruition.  There’s nothing like a live audience to give the needed energy to a performance.  Things we think are funny, may not be to the audience.  Things we consider normal, might have them rolling in the aisles.  You never know what the result will be until the show is over.  There will be flubbed or stepped on lines.  There will be mistakes.  But the energy we create on stage is contagious.  It’s a back and forth excitement resulting from that interchange between performers and viewers.

Life can be like that too.  If we mope around with sad faces and nothing but a gloom and doom mentality, we aren’t doing a lot of good for the rest of the world.  Sometimes we have to put on a different mask, even when we don’t feel like it.  Those who seem most cheerful under dire circumstances are often thought of as weird in the world’s opinion.  However, a glad heart and joyful disposition is much more appealing.  Both masks of comedy and tragedy can be contagious.  Think about it.  Which would you rather be spreading around?

Every day should be like an opening night.  We can face it with anticipation and excitement, knowing that things aren’t going to be perfect, but if we allow them to, they will be energizing and fulfilling. When you approach life in that way, you’re letting God do His best through you.  Think of the alternative – if you wake up determined to fail, chances are you will.  It’s all a matter of your point of view.


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Golden glow arises at dawn, kissing the trees awake,

Brilliant tints inhabit the sky, shades for heaven they make,

A ripple effect explodes there, shadows and light descend,

The chill in the air refreshes, all sadness is soon will mend,

A new day appears as promised, God’s love it will provide,

When life leaves scars on our heartstrings, and tears fall at all sides,

The Lord has made His covenant, life will go on today,

He carries us through the waters of trouble and dismay,

He lifts us when we’ve fallen down, He heals our broken hearts,

He generates hope and wisdom, and gives us a fresh start,

Each day becomes a heritage to pass on to our sons,

New life comes after our last breath, through what our Lord has done,

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When you have a passion for something, you’re willing to do anything to be part of it.  Many addictions start this way.  You start out liking something – than it becomes part of you and you can’t seem to live without it.

A couple years ago, after finally taking steps to totally retire, I began the quiet life.  After a month or two of unpacking, I became a little bored.  After a year, I was going crazy.  I discovered a little up and coming theatre close to our new home.  It reminded me of what I’d left behind, but was a whole lot more organized and those in charge were about 30 years younger than me.  It was a perfect match.  I became a member of the board of directors and have been on this new adventure ever since.

Theatre, like any other art form, gets into your blood.  Some consider the arts a hobby. For me and my husband, it’s become what we do to survive.  The fact that we love doing our art, helps to make the work seem more like fun.

Last night was our second tech rehearsal, with the addition of costumes, sound and lights. All the items for the food fight were ready.  Fake casseroles (Notice I don’t call them hot dishes anymore.  The play is set in Mississippi, where a hot dish is anything with cayenne pepper in it.) and actual baked items were put in place, and the now infamous pie was prepared.   But I digress.

My character tends to get on everyone’s nerves during the course of the two acts.  I can’t blame them really.  Ozella Meeks is the chairwoman of the church Sonshine Committee.  She’s taken it upon herself to take charge of all the funeral preparations for the family.  I have to constantly remind myself that it is my character they don’t like and not me personally.  A person could get a complex doing this stuff.

The lines moved along quite well, for the most part.  I remembered most of them, and when I didn’t, I bluffed.  There weren’t any technical difficulties, except for a few minor stops here and there.  And then came the second act.  Hormones are flying like bolts of lightning.  Tempers flare.  The family is dressed in their funeral best and my character enters to stay at the house while the others go to the church.  It is my sworn duty to stay there until the mourners return and keep the burglars out.  That’s just how crazy this woman is.  She’s convinced herself that she’s indispensable.

In the final moments, a food fight ensues with the two alienated sisters. I come on to see what all the noise is about and get a pie in the face, which was intended for one of sisters.  By this time, the whipped cream had turned into a soupy mass.   It ran down my face, into my ears, and nostrils and onto my clothes. Think of being covered in a sugary, sticky, liquid.  It really didn’t matter though, because it was soooooo funny.

Tonight is the final dress rehearsal.  Tomorrow is opening night.  Woo hoo!  Theatre is my life!


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Two years ago, we moved into our “little house on the highway” or as I refer to it, the new, old house.  The picture is not of our house, but one of Paul’s older paintings of a cottage in the north woods.  The poem is not new either, but in commemoration of our 2nd year in it, I’m reposting it for your pleasure.  It feels like an old shoe now – fitting us very well.


A house is just a dwelling place, a place to sleep and eat,

A set of rooms to roam about, to gather and to greet,

Each filled with lath and plaster, with paint and other things,

It soon becomes inhabited and that’s when life begins,

The walls could tell us stories of who these people were,

By things they said, the hugs and joys and words that would occur,

Of broken hearts, of emptiness, of loss and loneliness,

Of joyfulness and goals achieved, of peace and happiness,

It’s  just a simple shelter made of brick or wood or stone,

But when a family lives there, it soon becomes a home.


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Yesterday I said you’d probably see less of me this week, because it’s “TECH WEEK!”  Actually things are going quite well.  This is the first time in ten years that I’ve worked exclusively with adults so that may explain it.  Anyway, I decided to share this week’s journey with you as we prepare for opening night on Thursday of this week.

Last night was the first time for using food and other props.  It was especially funny when the food fight occurred.  Brownies, strawberries, carrots and other assorted food stuffs soared through the air, landing on or near each of the participants. In spite of food strewn across the stage, we managed to get to the end of the play without too much trouble, except for an injury incurred by a flying oatmeal cookie which had dried out and turned into a hockey puck.

In one scene, one of the actors is making a smoothie in a blender, adding ingredients like yogurt, banana, ketchup, cereal and a half a can of beer.  He actually took a swig of the finished product without getting sick.

Tonight or tomorrow the pie in the face will be added, which should also be interesting, since I am the recipient of said pie.  “Do theatre,” they said.  “It will be fun,” they said.  I will do anything necessary for the success of the show including taking one for the team.  Don’t you just love the old vaudevillian tricks?

As I mentioned earlier, working with adults puts a whole new spin on things.  Everyone in the cast is doing amazing, except for the old lady who sometimes forgets a line or steps on someone else’s.  There is a difference which is evident in the dedication to do a good job.  Everyone is in it for the fun, yes, but there is something more – an indescribable element somewhat akin to not wanting to make a fool of yourself.  Thus a greater focus on having lines and business all learned by this time.  With each addition of something new, there’s another factor added to the mix which requires added thought and preparation.

To tell you the truth, it’s really good, as a theatre educator, to walk in the shoes of your students once in a while.  Maybe we can learn something by doing so.  Stay tuned for day two of tech.

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The heat of summer has passed away,

Giving way to gorgeous color everywhere,

God’s paintbrush caresses the trees,

Casts brilliant hues throughout the landscape,

Fills the sky with burnt orange, crimson and gold,

Autumn reminds us of the coming winter,

Soon we’ll be blanketed with white,

Encased in  shroud of ice,

Struggling to keep our balance,

Watching icicles clinging to the eaves,

Growing longer with each day,

But for now,


Soak it all in,

Delight in the glory of so many hues,

The brocaded tapestry of color,

Created by the One True God.

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Well, even though I’m a day late and a dollar short, I have a few things to say about what used to be called, “Columbus Day.”  The day when we observed the exploration and discovery of a new land which extended far beyond the then known world.

I remember learning all about the Nina, the Pinta and the Santa Maria in school as a child.  I remember coloring pictures of said ships and hearing stories about the discovery of a new continent.  Hard to imagine that there was a time when people thought the world was flat and included only Asia, Europe and a few surrounding islands dotting the area between the waters.  It was a time when they thought if they sailed too far, they’d fall off the edge of the earth.

We also learned how the natives of this continent, welcomed the newcomers and they in turn blessed them with horses, guns, and syphilis and other nasty diseases.  We didn’t hear about that in school, but it was a fact.  At first they learned from each other, until it became the goal of the wealthy to push for more of the native lands.  Greed played a part of course.

We can be sure that progress, civilization, population, commerce, trade, money and wealth, maltreatment of many and the displacement of an entire race for the benefit of another, will always get in the way of our thinking.  It’s part of the nature of man to want more – to search for better- to climb to greater heights – and often the wealthiest of us win, because we have the wherewithal to do so.

However, I think that we’ve become so blistered by political correctness, we keep flogging ourselves over our past sins and that hinders us from moving forward.  There is no question that the Native American was forced out of their lands by a greedy people, but the truth is they began their relationship as friends – teaching and helping one another.

There is no question that African Americans suffered great agony during the time when men owned slaves.  The Irish immigrants were seen as rabble rousers.  The Chinese were looked down on, but they were responsible for building most of the railroads which united the country from one coast to the other.  The Japanese were sent to internment camps in America after Pearl Harbor, but they continue to contribute to our land in the fields of medicine and technology.  Our history isn’t always pretty, but it is still a part of who we are.  By changing the name of a certain holiday, we cannot undo the wrongs of the past.  Those things will always be a black mark on our nation, but we can change the course of where we’re going.

Today we’re a nation of many people – with many backgrounds and heritages.  We could look at this as a disadvantage, but in the formation of the most powerful nation in the world today, it has been a true blessing.  Every nationality – every culture – every race and religion has added something to the mix.  Without our diversity, we would still be living in countries ruled by dictators, despots and those who have no value for human life.  Hmmm.

So today, instead of dragging up the ugly side of the exploration of America – instead of dwelling on past sins – instead of looking back – lets look at where we’re going.  In my opinion, there are still many in America who continue to cherish her.  There are those who stand in honor of her flag.  There are those willing to die to protect her.  We are a nation of immigrants and in spite of our differences, we are Americans.  It’s time to start acting like it.  God bless America!


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