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Every morning, Mr. Cring takes a personal moment with his friends.
Today: We’re taught to worship great figures in history instead of believing we can BE a great person of history.
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Today: We’re taught to worship great figures in history instead of believing we can BE a great person of history.
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Jonathots Daily Blog
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Overcoming the weak in my week,
I have sought what to seek
This is not a statement on his innocence or guilt, but rather, the acknowledgement that such an endeavor is beyond us during this time with the unfolding calendar of the United States of America.
The country is weary–its citizens exhausted.
There is too much to discern to maintain any will to continue to reason.
Although there are those who insist “an awful lot can happen in a year,” or that they wish to “nail the lid” on a coffin that has already been constructed, I contend that the deed is too costly for what might be guaranteed.
For you see, as a young man I purchased an old, green, Bell Telephone van. It was pukey. But the ugliest part of it was the carpet inside, which ran from steering wheel to back door.
I hated it. It was greasy, grimy, stained and filthy. Anyone who got into my van and saw the floor was surely convinced that I was a no-good slob.
One day I took it upon myself to get rid of that damn carpet.
I will tell you—it had been placed in the van with a notion to keep it there until Jesus had his welcome-back party. I cut, I pulled, I tore and I ripped. I probably got a lifetime of carpet fibers and asbestos up my nose.
After about three hours, I finally ripped up the last piece of carpet, though little portions stubbornly remained.
The underneath floor was just as putrid, requiring me to immediately get another carpet put in.
When I arrived at the back door of the carpet store, where I had been promised free c arpet from left-over jobs, the manager looked in my van and said, “Why’d you tear the old carpet out? You should have shampooed it and then put new carpet on top.”
Here are the facts:
Whether you’re a MAGA enthusiast for the President or you believe he’s the anti-Christ, he was duly elected and is part of our bizarre American history.
Clean him out of Washington.
And lay down a new layer of carpet.
Because impeaching is like tearing out carpet—it’s a helluva project and will leave you with a bigger job at the end.
Sitting in my chair watching television, I teared up.
Maybe I’m an emotional fool, but sometimes I cry because I realize the great potential and am inundated with the present reality.
As I watched, person after person after show after news broadcast conveyed one message:
Sometimes it was said sadly, sometimes communicated in anger. But in all cases, it was a definitive proclamation that trusting humans is not only foolish but dangerous.
Yet it will certainly be difficult to solve problems when the people we need to help us have become our enemies.
I don’t want to be a whiner.
I don’t want to be one of those kinds of guys who bitches about things and refuses to leave well enough alone.
And even though I have an abiding joy in watching college football, I am greatly disturbed at how it is gradually becoming America’s modern-day slave market.
That is compared to 13% of the general population being that color.
Only 2.8% of the students on campuses are African American.
But 70% of the fan base of college football is Caucasian.
On top of that, sports announcers have begun to discuss the athletes as if they’re specimens instead of human beings.
At first hearing, you might think these are compliments, but actually they are observations—the same kinds of asides spoken by slave-traders as they walked among the young black men, stolen and brought over from Africa.
Granted, some of these young men may be headed for the National Football League, to make much money, unlike their unfortunate ancestors. But this does not rationalize the attitudes, terminology and carelessness with which these human beings are regarded.
Meanwhile, not many people are concerned about their education, integration into human life or even their communication skills.
It may be a gentle racism, or even an entertaining one—but it is racist.
Let’s not get rid of college football, but please—let us cease and desist with the plantation talk.
There are three outstanding statements that must be honored for the human race to continue to run well.
1. All humans are created equal.
2. In the kingdom of God, there is neither male nor female.
3. Don’t judge unless you want to be judged.
Every time one, two or dare I say, all three of these, link up to form a circle of understanding, my soul rejoices.
So when “Black Lives Matters” arrived along with the “Me Too Movement,” complete with a new awakening of patriotism in this nation, I didn’t see campaigns at war with one another.
We are gradually beginning to grasp that these ideas, along with many others scattered out there, are like the yarn of understanding that must be knit together, to help us endorse our equality, our genders uniting, and the removal of prejudice.
Jonathots Daily Blog
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Today I have two words. Each one individually could fit our category, but together, they become a negative fiasco. So the P word—or words, in this case:
I hope you can see my point.
Politics, as a whole, rather than being a launching pad for the discovery of truth, has become a rocket jettisoned into the landscape of reasonability.
And a pundit is someone who already has decided, and makes the circumstances fit the philosophy, and the questions conform to stump answers.
Let me further unpeel the onion of nonsense by stating that a conservative approach to life is incapable of providing all the answers.
Likewise, as we take off the rose-colored glasses, let us admit that being liberal doesn’t always honor the kind of hindsight essential to balancing power.
So since both suffer from inadequacy, a little humility might be in order with the body politic—and certainly, the absence of anyone who becomes a champion for one thinking.
Alas, we don’t do it that way. Instead, once we decide on our political position, we become pundits of the party line. This has degraded our national dialogue down to hurling grenades of insults.
Until we stop accepting politics and funding pundits, we will be a nation under the control of whoever can fund the most outlandish plans and suit up the prettiest announcers.
Political pundits: two words that need to be removed from our lingo.
Just get the facts and make decisions based upon our Constitution and the convictions of our national soul.
Because once we discover what direction we’re going—whether conservative or liberal—what we are looking to achieve is unity, not dissent.
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Jonathots Daily Blog
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For the sake of our “Sit Down Comedy” today, I shall refer to this as my Mull-it-Over Report. It is the ongoing investigation done on my life by the people around me, who constantly draw conclusions about my veracity and authenticity.
There is also a Mull-it-Over Report on you. You may not be aware of it yet it persists.
For even though human beings are not supposed to judge, it truthfully ends up being one of our favorite pastimes. We love to consider, reveal and scrutinize the lives of other folks, secretly convincing ourselves that we are in much better shape than them.
This is not limited to strangers you meet, but actually more prevalent among those you consider to be friends and family. Matter of fact, some people discover this Mull-it-Over Report being prepared by friends and loved ones and become so offended that they begin grudges which may last decades, or even until such time as death does its part.
It would be ridiculous for me to turn to humanity and say, “Listen, I know you’re doing a Mull-it-Over Report on me, but I want you to give me the results of that investigation and let me boil it down to a summary before you pass it along to the masses.”
Even if I told everyone I had an attorney-in-general who was going to be my reviewer of the final conclusions, I would never be allowed to tamper with what other people have decided to testify about me or against me.
I have two options:
A. Make it a moot point by living a solid, honest life.
B. Or make it a moot point by letting everybody know I don’t give a damn.
I do not have the possibility of controlling the thinking, reactions or determinations of those around me who have decided, for whatever reason, to investigate my doings and come up with the Mull-it-Over Report.
It would be similar to having children in school and waiting for their six- or eight-week report card, and then discovering that the school had allowed the students to take the tally of their grades and rewrite it into a summary which they would present to their parents. Although it would be popular with the young ones, the school system would be errant in allowing it, and the parents, daft in permitting it.
No, even though I may be nervous by the notion of a Mull-it-Over Report on my life, it is ongoing, irreversible and definitely without edit.
What is even more frightening is that the story goes that God, Himself, is keeping such a record on each and every one of us. (I don’t know about you, but I just got a chill down my spine.)
Since I can do nothing to avoid the Mull-it-Over Report being completed and passed along about me, it may be a bit ridiculous to think that anyone who is a public servant of the United States, entrusted with the care of the Constitution, should have the right to appoint an individual who is commissioned to write the Cliff Notes on a government report about him and his associates.
Here’s what we know. If you are working with several people who were in your business who are indicted, convicted and sent to jail, there are only two possibilities:
1. These people are working at your behest, with your blessing and your orders, since you are their honcho.
2. Or, you have a benevolent spirit which causes you to look on your business as a ministry to help those who are criminally minded—to rehabilitate.
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Jonathots Daily Blog
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Yesterday I was bestowed the great honor of sharing my traveling message with the dear hearts of the Reformation Lutheran Church in Reading, Pennsylvania.
There are certainly folks who would contend that Martin Luther did very little to reform the Catholic Church, but instead, ended up starting his own ecclesiastical order. Matter of fact, some people will tell you that he retained the worst of the Mother Church while losing the more endearing portions–like Bingo and delicious fish frys.
But undoubtedly, there is a need for the religious system to be reformed and become more like the church that Jesus envisioned. What would that church be?
If you recall, after his resurrection Jesus gave Peter a simple instruction about how to empower the believers: “Feed my sheep.”
Although it’s true that politics, entertainment and religion attempt to feed the populace, each one tends to focus on only a part of the human experience, leaving other aspects unattended.
Humans are heart, soul, mind and strength.
Emotions need to be fed. This is what Jesus meant by “blessed are the pure in heart.” We must cease being afraid of our feelings, and air them out to see if they have any validity.
Feed the soul. The spirit of humankind lives off of a truth that makes us free to pursue wisdom. When the truth is diluted or hidden, we become religious instead of soulful.
Feed the mind. The brain retains. To get rid of faulty retention, there has to be a renewing, with fresh information and invigorating dialogue.
Feed the strength. We have bodies. They run on fuel. The more we feed our bodies the correct fuel and exercise, the healthier we feel.
As I spoke to the folks in Reading yesterday, I realized that they had arrived at the church weary from a week filled with bad news. They needed to be fed.
So emotionally, we told them that nothing happens until we show up, and nothing is over until we give up.
Spiritually, we shared that nothing of quality begins on Earth unless we understand that judging one another closes the door to fellowship.
Mentally, we challenged them that a God who loves us wants us to be happy instead of sacrificing our dreams to restricted religious regulation.
And physically? Well physically, we told them that the doorway to good health is to start off by enjoying the life God has given us and finding pathways to make it more abundant.
We can become the reformation church if we realize that those who come through our doors need to be fed–heart, soul, mind and strength.
That’s the good news.
The better news is that we don’t need to make up a program or draft a fresh constitution. Jesus has already laid out a terrific platform for complete human growth through his Sermon on the Mount.
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