Fat Is Not a Fairy Tale
I am thinking of a fairy tale,
where the princess is not
flinging herself down the stairs.
I am thinking of a fairy tale,
Hansel and Great,
Bounty and the Beast,
where the beauty
has a pillowed breast,
and fingers plump as sausage.
I am thinking of a fairy tale
that is not yet written,
for a teller not yet born,
for a listener not yet conceived,
for a world not yet won,
where everything round is good:
the sun, wheels, cookies, and the princess.
Whoever would foster love covers over an offense,but whoever repeats the matter separates close friends.
Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’”
1 Corinthians 13:1-3
If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,but do not have love, I gain nothing.
I struggled with whether or not to address tomorrow’s holiday. It is not the easiest of days for me for many reasons. So, rather than dwell on a part of my life that seems non-existent, I’ll just post some thoughts about what I think love is. Hopefully, someday, my thoughts will be put into action.
Love is. . .
forgiveness and truly moving forward after a hurt.
accepting a person for what is/how that person is, encouraging that person’s potential, and allowing that person to evolve and grow at his/her own speed.
something that should never be taken for granted, and should be returned in greater amounts than received.
trying to see someone through God’s eyes…He loves us as-is.
It is that time of the week! Here is this week’s photo, and it is just waiting for your captions. I will post winners Tuesday evening. Have a wonderful weekend!
THE WINNERS. . .
Yup, Hillary is saving the world, Barry is off golfing, and Michelle and I will discuss affairs of state in just a little while.
2. John D:
Bill Clinton finally understands how Paula Jones felt.
THIS WEEK’S WINNER IS. . .
1. Maggie Mama:
Clinton: “You can tell Chris Matthews who sends a thrill up MY leg!”
OTHER CAPTION CONTESTS:
Family Security Matters
That is about as nicely as I can put it, folks. I try to keep my language clean on this site, but there is no other way to explain this brand of idiocy…
Yeah...just because you have muscles doesn't mean you are a good person. It just means you think that is all women want. Dork.
I will never claim to understand why people do what they do. Most us try to live our lives in a respectable and honest way. I also realize there are people who can’t control themselves and have issues. Clearly, thinking, as a public figure, that you can get away with cheating on your wife by soliciting dates on Craigslist, means you’ve got problems. Then again, a lot of politicians are so into their own hype and self-importance, they think that spreading their seed is what the world wants.
People need to get over themselves and live in a manner that honors the vows they make. I’m tired of these a-holes. “Over here, look at me…squeaky clean image, and don’t mind the skeletons fumbling over each other to get out of the closet.”
Sorry…I have little tolerance for juvenile behavior when it comes to adult matters. I’m not perfect by any means, but at least I don’t go around trying to ruin the lives of the people I care about, so that I can entertain my whims.
So tired of immature politicians who think they are still in high school. Grow up.
I was searching for something to write, today. Been trying to do that a little more. I came across a clip of Peggy Noonan giving Andrea Mitchell what-for on a Sunday morning panel show. 1. It was awesome to see someone shut Andrea Mitchell up, and 2. It gave me the chance to learn more about Ronald Reagan.
As I stated in my Sunday song, I was a teenager during his two terms. While I knew what was going on in the world and had a good grasp of our government, I really didn’t know much about Reagan’s political history, other than switching parties and his time as California’s governor. I had never had the opportunity to hear any of his earlier speeches, so I was glad to find the one I think Noonan was referencing.
In Peggy Noonan’s verbal slap, she mentions a speech in 1964 wherein Reagan states his philosophy about government at that time. What he said then is true today, without a doubt. So, here are two clips: one is Peggy Noonan standing up against Mitchell, and the other is an excerpt from Reagan’s 1964 speech. If you would like to watch the entire speech, CLICK HERE.
Many people mock those of us who have and express faith in God. It seems to be the “fashionable” thing to do these days.
I can tell you in all honesty that the hardest way to live is by faith. You have to give up a bit of control, and you have to be willing to believe and understand that you do not have the ability to make everything happen in life. Having faith also means that while you want to question, as we humans are apt to do, we must be ready to sit and wait for answers, and even then, sometimes answers do not come.
Arizona Representative, Gabby Giffords’ husband, Mark Kelly, has had to come to grips with all of this. It is easy to have all the dreams of marriage: bliss, love, children, and growing old together…but, as he learned, it doesn’t always happen that way. In those times, faith must take its place and be used to allow God to guide us through setbacks, and in Giffords’ and Kelly’s case, life-altering circumstances. Lord willing, Giffords will make a complete recovery and they will be able to live the dreams they had the day they were married.
In the following speech, Kelly discusses his personal path through his wife’s shooting and her recovery. It is worth viewing.
Today marks Ronald Reagan’s 100th birthday. A lot of people are recollecting his time as president and the resulting legacy.
People differ in their opinions, but this is for certain: He was a good man who did the best he could for our country. He entered office at a time when our country’s morale was at its lowest in a long time. I was pretty young, but I remember the hostage crisis like it was yesterday. I remember the days we could and could not get gas based on our car’s license plate. I remember that my mom was one of many who contributed to the high unemployment rate, because the bomb casings factory where she worked closed. Reagan entered dealing with his predecessor’s morass of issues.
Reagan was the president of my teen years. To me, he wasn’t some old dude in the White House. He was strong, because we needed him to be. He was sly, because we needed a guy who could out-slick those who wanted to harm us. He wasn’t afraid of the “line-of-death” in the sands of Libya. He was our voice of somber reflection when the Challenger exploded and when the Marines’ barracks in Beirut was struck by terrorists. While he was certainly not a perfect man, he was the right man at the right time.
I pray God blesses us again with another such man or woman. We need that blessing. I challenge you to remember our country in prayer, if not every day, at least once a week. The world is a scary place right now, with great change on the horizon. We need God’s hand of protection and provision over us.
In honor of President Reagan’s birthday and my desire for God to bless us as a nation, my Sunday song is a little different, but heartfelt. The words are a good reminder of how blessed we are. We should never place our pride in front of God; simply, we can never match His power or His plans. We need to pray for His presence in the midst of our nation’s challenges.
Have a wonderful day, everyone!
2 Chronicles 7:14 (New Living Translation)
Then if my people who are called by my name will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sins and restore their land.