I no longer want to say that I am of the Christian religion, but of the Christian faith. The word religion causes people to ask for empirical fact, it Carrie’s to much of a burden.
Faith is believing in what can’t be proven, but yet knowing in your soul that it is real, that it has purpose and destiny. It is the will to do what is right when you may sacrifice your own very riches or comfort.
And it is these works that leads us into eternal life, a life of beloved remembrance, a life where we live in the never ending thoughts of others.
This is how we live, forever.
I always loved Bill Cosby. I watched his shows, his
cartoons, his comedy acts. Always enjoyed when he was on Johnny Carson and David Letterman. Cosby broke the stereotype that black characters in comedy sitcoms did not just have to be blue collar or unskilled workers. He was an advocate for higher education for all races and believed education should start as young as possible. These are ideals in which I also believe, and for many, many years, Cosby was my role model.
Cosby was accepted by all of America as America’s Dad while he portrayed fatherly roles in his sitcoms and what seemed to be his unblemished fidelity to his wife Camille and their long-term marriage.
But apparently, his devotion was false, and false by not a one-time mistake, but false as with one with an addiction who was overcome by the momentary but powerful satisfaction that he received by drugging and forcing himself upon his victims. Cosby was wrong and needs to be punished for what he has done.
Cosby will now be remembered as a felon. At the age 80, there is not enough sands in the hour glass for complete redemption, perhaps some. His legacy of America’s Dad, loyal husband is gone, but the ideals discussed above, can still live on,
We can all be advocates on the importance of education, whether it is going to a 4 year college or learning a trade and advancing to various certifications. We can all believe that learning can start at an early age and does not end at an advanced one. We can acknowledge that certain races are delegated for not certain jobs but can strive for any profession to which they set their heart.
And we can all believe in long term fidelity, being their for our children, being fun but always being a parent.
These ideals should always live on.
Yesterday, I had to go to the Veterans Administration to pick up medicine for my 94 year old WWII vet father. While waiting endlessly for the prescription to be filled (that is another story) a man was walking through the center singing, “We are marching to pretoria.
It was a catchy tune and before long I was singing it in my head, and whistling it in the car driving home, so I had to google it.
I found a video on YouTube of the Smothers Brother’s singing it – doing a beautiful job, but as always, Tom Smothers would ham it up and make it funny, which he was wonderful at doing.
Flashbacks flowed into my mind of the sixties and how these two, though so-clean cut, so conservatively dressed, were so against the war, anti-Nixon, and also upset with then President Johnson who kept soldiers in Vietnam much longer than many Americans wanted.
Maybe it was their way of fooling the public or the Smothers Brothers did not like long hair and hippie clothing. But they were smart, intelligent and most good-hearted. They showed that people could not be labeled for they way they look or even acted. You could wear a shit and tie and hate the war. You could have crew cuts and speak of peace. They poked fun at politics, but never hurtful, rude or just plain-down raunchy.
I’m glad I was there when that old Vet sang that song. It brought back some good memories. March on to Pretoria to victory!
To all those who post memes on social media that ridicule and spread lies to the survivors of the mass killings. who saw loved ones being slaughtered, I pray that God somehow brings some sort of humility or compassion to your being.
This insensitive action is what worries me the most about our present existence; the moment when we lose the most basic concern for our fellow human being, especially children. This is the point when one society can enslave or exterminate another without an ounce of remorse or regret.
Before you post your next meme ridiculing protestors, or spreading rumors about them, remember what they have seen, what they have experienced, and what they must live with their entire lives.
This Holy Week, we celebrate the resurrection of one who taught us to lead by love and compassion, please remember that we should do so likewise.
Pray for those who died, were injured, and who have witnessed.
Medical personnel tend to a victim following a shooting at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Fla., on Wednesday, Feb. 14, 2018. (John McCall/South Florida Sun-Sentinel via AP)
I watched the new version of “Birth of a Nation” last night on HBO. Beautifully cinematography, we’ll directed and acted.
Though the outrage is understandable and the taste of the fruits of revenge is momentarily enjoyable, I am not in 100% agreement of what Nat Turner did for two reasons, his actions and actions of his followers ultimately caused the deaths of other slaves not involved in the uprising through revenge by the white slave owners. Second, they not only killed their male slave owners, but wifes, children and babies as well. That was not justice.
And to add, Turner’s belief that he had freed the slaves once the owners were killed, was sadly misconceived.
It was the outcome of the Civil War which justifiably ended slavery. It was the Civil Rights Act of 1964 that corrected the many, many shortcomings.
But there are still many problems to work out. But as stated by Turner’s wife in the move, “those who live by the sword, will die by the sword.” At this point of our evolution process, we should solve problems by discussion and compromise, not by violence.