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These are not dark days; these are great days - the greatest days our country has ever lived; and we must all thank God that we have been allowed, each of us according to our stations, to play a part in making these days memorable "These Are Great Days" is a saying downstairs on my fridge from a wartime speech of Winston Churchill's; the quote is on one of those fridge-magnet deals. Like a semi-tabula rasa, there is nothing else on the appliance door besides some grime. Hey, life is not always antiseptic. There has to be a balance between clean freak and slob. I do know if one is going to be great, it ain't going to happen in sterile lab but instead in the muck and mud of life. Lysol-thinking not only kills germs, it kills dreams. So, I shall seek to preserve the delicate balance on the fridge door of cleanliness and chaos. I have this quote on the fridge door as a reminder that if my days are going to be great, I need to make them so. And I am not tal

Every day of the week has a special color and scent. Like a bouquet of flowers. I appreciate them all. Let me count the ways. Here is my tribute: Sunday - It is actually now the first day of the week, not last. We start with resurrection by rest. God raises us up. Sundays are when the jets cool, the circuits rest, and the mind is allowed to not be on high alert. God has declared done. We learn to trust God and let go on Sundays. People that can't rest are basically telling God that they cannot have faith in His provision and protection. Monday - I actually look forward to Mondays wondering what the week holds. I heard at a conference this week that the number one wish of people worldwide is to "have a good job." Not a hand-out Mitch Romney. People often dread Mondays because they have to head back to work. Want to dread Mondays? Have no job to go to. Work is where we spend most of our days and as well we should. Recreation is as dessert and not a meal. Want to g

Genesis 37:5 And Joseph dreamed a dream, and he told it to his brethren: and they hated him yet the more When I was confirmed in the Catholic Church, it ironically was about the last official rite or ritual I did in the Catholic Church, my Confirmation name was Joseph. Apparently, I did not recall this, the Confirmed selects that name of a Saint. Presumably here it was Mary's husband, Jesus' earthly Dad. I prefer the Joseph to be the Old Testament Patriarch because his story gives me so much hope. Joseph in the New Testament, is a just man--but shadowy--where he is always just off the stage of the greatest story ever told, after the Virgin Birth narrative and flight to Egypt on Donkey Air. From what I recall, Confirmation meant that I committed to Catholicism as an intentional act because I was now at the age of reason. Around the age of 12 I think. And, I was serious about it. Little did I know what lay ahead on life's road where my understanding of faith was great