Paths and Bridges

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Seven AM, the house is still quiet while I sip my “Island Coconut” coffee.  It has been a few weeks since I have smithed the English language into an article for this blog.  My failure to produce does not reflect a lack of interest but rather a lack of time.  The duties of work, inevitable spring time yard and general home maintenance, and pursuits of business have interfered with my writing schedule. 

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On this Memorial Day I was looking forward to telling the story of another unsung hero but alas time and life conspired against me on this task. I strongly believe Memorial Day should be one of our countries most sacred holidays, therefore I am re-posting this story as a tribute to the fallen few who gave so much that we the living should live in safety and freedom.

Paper, Plastic, Cloth….


“Liberalism means you never have to say your sorry.”  To those who regularly listen to Rush Limbaugh this is a commonly heard line.  Liberals seek to change our lives, “for the greater good” and all to support some groups pet issue.  Often those changes are based on feeling, shallow intellect, and pseudo-science.  Scientific process, study and thought are often ignored or at least twisted to support the adaptation of new liberal mandates as they are forced upon the nation.  The result is unintended consequences. But rather than acknowledging the error and returning to what worked liberals just come up with another half-baked idea.  Illustrations of this abound in the media if one just cares to look.  A humorous but none the less poignant example is found in the following story by JoNel Aleccia at msnbc.com….

Oregon public health officials have traced a nasty outbreak of norovirus infections in a group of soccer players to an unlikely source: a reusable grocery bag contaminated with what some experts are calling “the perfect pathogens.”

The incident is raising questions, once again, about the cleanliness of the portable shopping bags that many consumers use to avoid the paper vs. plastic impact on the environment.

Paper sacks, used for decades were nearly perfect for carrying groceries.  They were strong, functional, biodegradable, and they made good kindling for starting a BBQ grill or fireplace.  Then Plastic bags became the norm.  We had to save the trees you know.  But the plastic had a serious problem, it was not biodegradable.  So we were told cloth bags would save the world, they were reusable and thus, didn’t kill trees or sit in landfills for centuries. But now it appears the ultimate solution to Eco-friendly grocery transportation could kill us, or at least make us very ill.  Can I just go back to paper, biodegradable, clean, renewable, and I don’t have to do the laundry after every trip to the grocery store.  Maybe there’s a business opportunity here, paper bags dyed green, Green dye of course….

Just Another Day at Work


A sunny blue sky and a slow day at the New Buffalo, Michigan ambulance station prompted me to get out and take a short walk around the grounds for some fresh air and sun. I took my camera along in the off chance I found an interesting picture. There isn’t much around the station, just some piles of dirt, various township service vehicles and equipment, some trees, and a poorly manicured lawn. Dandelions abound and I might have over looked them but as I walked, looking for something, anything….

If I have learned anything from photography it’s that we should all take time to stop, look about, and let our senses work. Sometimes the most amazing things are right in front of us.

Commerce Returns to St Joseph Harbor


The birds have returned from their winter exile, flowers are blooming, and the big ships once again ply the waters of the Great Lakes.

Easter a Story of Faith and Purpose


On Wednesday April 4, 2012 President Obama hosted Easter Prayer Breakfast at the White House. Among his remarks that day he stated this: “Like us, Jesus knew doubt. Like us, Jesus knew fear…. It gives us courage, it gives us hope. We all have experiences that shake our faith. There are times we question God’s plan…but that’s precisely when we should remember Jesus’ own doubts and eventually his triumph.” The gathered religious leaders gave a chorus of Amens. But I can’t help but comment on, what to me is a glaring error in the Presidents remarks.

“… Jesus’ own doubts….” It may be a simple statement that seems apropos on the surface. I would challenge you though to move beyond the shallow end of the intellectual pool of catch phrases and sound bites and think about the events of that passover celebration so many years ago. When I read the Biblical account of Jesus’ ministry here on earth and His sacrifice on the cross I don’t see a man of doubt and fear. I see a man who’s life was an example of faith, courage, and resolute purpose. Jesus knew the trials he would face and often throughout his ministry he tried to prepare his disciples for the events of that passover weekend. “And Jesus, going up to Jerusalem, took the twelve disciples aside along the way, and said unto them, Behold, we go up to Jerusalem; and the Son of man shall be betrayed unto the chief priests and unto the scribes, and they shall condemn Him to death, and shall deliver Him to the Gentiles to mock, and to scourge, and to crucify Him. And the third day He shall rise again.” – Matthew 20:17-19.
Jesus had no doubts, He knew what lay before him that weekend in Jerusalem, yet he walked boldly and confidently into the city.

Jesus never shrank from his duty, never wavered in his commitment. The only indication of weakness is in the Garden of Gethsemane when Jesus prayed, “Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.” – Luke: 22:42. This was not the prayer of a man in doubt, pleading for guidance or direction. Jesus wasn’t asking for clarification of his mission. The suffering associated with crucifixion was well-known to those who lived in the Roman Empire. Jesus knew full well the torture and pain that awaited him but even that could not compare to the full burden of sin he was about to bear. The sins of the whole human race were weighing down his heart. Adding to his agony was the knowledge that soon He would be alone, fully separated from God His Father. To be a proper and complete sacrifice for the sins of man Jesus had to experience the full punishment of sin, death and separation from God. While on the cross He cried out for his God, “…My God, My God why have you forsaken me?” – Matthew 27:45. On that dark night in the quiet of the garden garden Jesus spoke one last time with his Father, poring out the heavy burden on His heart. He expresses no doubt about his mission and duty. Jesus simply asks, “… if you are willing, take this cup from me….” But Jesus doesn’t end with this request and he doesn’t wait for the answer, he knows the answer already. He knew the plan from the beginning, He follows up his question with, “… not my will, but yours be done.” Not His will but God’s will. Jesus acknowledges that God is in control and puts his full faith in Him.

So this Easter season ignore the shallow bloviations of those who would use this celebration of Jesus triumph over sin as a means to political gain. Look through the colored eggs, candy, and bunnies, and see the great sacrifice and his triumphal resurrection that gives us all the right to be sons and daughters of God.

A Little Cheer on a Cloudy Day….


“I am determined to be cheerful and happy in whatever situation I may find myself. For I have learned that the greater part of our misery or unhappiness is determined not by our circumstance but by our disposition.” – Martha Washington

Tyrany or Freedom


 

A ship at sea is free to sail, explore, and challenge the perils of the oceans.  But a ship in dry dock is held fast, immovable, held by the tyrannical bonds of land.  Oh, land lubbers talk of freedom and its beauty but only the sailor knows true freedom.  Only the sailor understands the perils and rewards of freedom….

The Snow is Gone….


The pure white snow I love so much is gone melting into the ground, bringing new life and beauty form the cold dry earth.  I loved the white softness of the freshly fallen snow, the crisp clean air that even on a cloudy day could refresh the soul.  The snow is gone now but in its passing a new hope springs forth.  A new life with its own beauty.  Just as the seasons, life is full of change.  Some times the change is eagerly anticipated, at others it is dreaded, but with each change comes the chance to grow and become something new.  And never fear the crystal white snows that refresh the earth will come again….