We live in a wild time. I’m beginning to think we’ve always lived in a wild time: the wild, wild west, Chicago during Prohibition, all the wars throughout time, today’s mass shootings and terrorist attacks.
We are a hateful people as a race. We are selfish, coveting, mean-spirited. Man, by nature, is selfish and greedy.
In Philosophy 101, the simplest, most basic philosophy course, they teach that we are supposed to temper such behaviors with our rationality. Of course we don’t.
So here we are. 2025 is about to turn to 2026. The Bible, regardless of what form of it one beleives in, has been chucked out the window by many of us. Others pervert its content to mean what they choose it to mean. Yet others, suffering from their own arrogance, wage war on those who do not beleive as they do. And still others, suffering not only from their own arrogance but from hubris as well, have scuttled the most fundamental principles of logic, history and research to present the rest of us with dishonestly created would-be facts to support premises they know from inception are untrue and unsupportable.
Is there hope? I don’t know. But if there is hope, it lies in charity, in the belief that if we all do good, good will happen. Hope for us also resides in simple memory and honestly-drwan contexts.
My father was a prisoner of war (a POW) in Nazi Germany for three and one-half years during WWII. Those who call our President a Nazi, have no idea what a real Nazi is, or if they do, they choose to define Nazi to fit their own selfish interests.
Some of those of us fortunate enough to have been born in the USA, perhaps the greatest county of all time, have forgotten why America is the greatest of all countries, or if they haven’t forgotten why, their own personal dishonesty and self-interests cause them to represent the USA as no different from the totalitarian countires and forces that would terminate its very existence and force its people into subjugation.
As one year ends, marking now a quarter of the century gone by, and a new year begins, let us think of doing good, of being charitable, of being honest and believing in univeral truths greater than our personal self interests. Such simple thoughts and actions will lead us to what constitutes hope for all of us.
Why not?
People will think I am crazy. Maybe I am.
I have an angel. She was sent to me–I don’t know why yet, or maybe I do and I am afraid to say what I feel.
What I want to say is God is good. He has shown himself in my life multiple times. He has probably shown himself more times than I actually realize. Sometimes we must look back to see how and where He has shown himself.
My new angel, this is for you. I am holding tightly and will not let go.
Sometimes one of us forgets that we are.
Finding a soulmate happens perhaps only once in a lifetime. The timing and circumstances of the meeting cannot be controlled.
Having a soulmate is a sacred thing, never to be taken for granted.
I know. It seems hokey. There used to be a soap opera called The Guiding Light. Even if one never watched it, it remined us that there are bigger things than us controlling our world and our individual worlds. The simplest controlling thing to see is our nature and weather. Earthquakes, volcanoes, hurricanes, blizzards–these are all things that at one time or another take control of our earth and our lives.
If one is lucky, one finds a guiding light in his/her life. In religion, they call Him God. In recovery they call it a higher power. However a guiding light is perceived, it is a power that reminds us we are not supreme; we must live by guiding principles.
If one is really lucky, they have a guiding light in their life. This guiding light shows Himself in one’s life at different times and is in one’s life at all times directing it. One doesn’t always see how or why. Why is sometimes seen later, like the flight one missed that ends up crashing–that one was supposed to live. Why?
Leaving my personal beliefs apart, all I will say is that my guiding light is God. He has shown himself in my life and I have started chronicling them here in these blogs. He has recently sent me a star to follow, a sacred spirit to cherish and nourish in my own life.
I hope you are so fortunate.
