Good morning from the mountain... I am finally up
out of bed and moving around. Since one
of my other friends is cleaning carpets, I thought I would as well today. At least in the boys room.
Still need to make a ton of phone calls as well. I hate that I live in a country where disabled
people are second class citizens and subject to homeless at the whim of officials
without compassion. It says too much
about the poor state of affairs that so many working people, disabled people, and
small farms are singled out, while constant law breakers are rewarded with government
help for their less than positive behavior. As it goes without saying that so many people
abuse the system, there are many more who do not, who need and rely on it and I
guess I will speak for them.
While I am on a roll,
I am sick of people messing with gun rights and wanting to ban guns. No one is
forced to leave Christianity because a “ Christian”, killed people. Yet
you too many will defend the act and say that they do not represent the Christian
faith as a whole, well kindly tell me what does.
Every day I watch people go without food, not because they
are lazy, but because of other events that have brought them to that place. Many are unable, not unwilling to work, some
are even in school full time and unable to get help. I do not see any campaign to feed the
struggling masses, or to find jobs for them, housing, etc. I sure do see a lot of people wanting to wave
flags and denounce others as being intolerant.
I think it is intolerant
to spout how much you do without while others eat dirt, many of us are not
rich, but then money is not the only way to repair a broken country and
world. You repair it by being Human and
using that same strength you use to defend a lion
and defend the rights of a child to have
a home and food and education and love. Use
the will that you have voiced either for or against gay rights to care or visit
an elderly person and protect them from loneliness and harm, make sure they have food and shelter as well. I have a poem
that goes on the back of every mustard pendant I sell, not because I want you
to feel sorry for me, not because I want your money, thought it would be nice
to have some, but because the message is so clear and precise.
Plant a Seed
By Wendy Bridges
2000
I may not
Be able to
clothe the naked,
but I can lead you my coat.
I may not be rich enough
To feed the starving masses,
but I can make you a sandwich.
I may not be able to stop air pollution,
but I can stop blowing smoke in your face.
I may not be able to clean up the environment of the
planet,
but I can help you rake your yard.
I may not be smart enough to end illiteracy,
But I can read you a story and walk you to school.
I may not be able to eliminate war or stop the
violence,
but I can be peaceful and kind to you right now.
I may not be able to end world poverty,
but I can share what I have with you.
I may not be able to end pain and suffering,
but I can hold your hand and
lend you a shoulder.
I may not be able to save humanity,
But I can nurture a child.
I may not be able to turn
The world back into
A garden,
but I can
plant a
seed.
It is in the doing of these things that we are made
human… not by the words in a book, but by the words in our hearts.
