Time: 9:00 p.m. Wednesday night. I’ve put this off as long as I can and I’m still not sure where it will go. I kept trying to choose a topic from my floating list, and one just wouldn’t gel. This may be more for me than for you, and you are welcome to follow, agree, disagree, or just hit delete.
The absolute. I woke up Sunday morning rejoicing in July 4. I’d rather be an American and a Texan transplanted from Louisiana than an across the ocean British Colonial. My flag waved between showers along with others on Swift Street and a play list of patriotic music helped me move though morning chores. I have a voter registration in my wallet, and I drove off to a church of my choice. At a dinner on the grounds at noon, the children of our church had a parade with decorated bikes and dads holding the hands of toddlers waving flags while a brass group played and adults cheered them on. The term “my heart swelled” was perfect.
The uncertainty. While paragraph two is absolutely true, I was also aware those feelings were not everyone’s story. That’s where the rub comes in. Some hurts, angers, and worries I truly understand. Not having a shelter or knowing how to find one, to worry about feeding children, to not have health care. Even in my priviliged estate, I have had my frustrating dealings with government agencies and setting up health care. Then there is a whole span of other concerns that I don’t seem to either understand or feel that I have a one person solution. I have studied history, sometimes with pride and often with abhorence. Even if each person views times of the past differently, actions cannot be changed. We can only learn, evaluate, and try to create a better time. I believe in the vision of 1776, and I also know, as in most things people do, some parts are flawed.
Back to absolutes. I believe that problems and mistakes are going to exist a long time, and only the perfect participants (if any) can cast the first stone. I will try to make whatever changes lie in my venue to help the ship of state change directions. I will work at knowing others better before I’m judgemental – maybe excluding people who treat children inappropriately in airports. All I can do is offer the best I am to the best in any someone else, and wait for the day God will give us a second chance.
Now I saw a new heaven and a new earth for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away….Then He who sat on the throne said, “Behold, I make all things new.”
Revelation 21:1, 5
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