Friday, November 26, 2021

What Thanksgiving means then and what we have now......

 The original thanksgiving day was shared by all those involved in the creation, growing, and sharing of the meal as a peaceful time. In biblical times, the breaking of bread was and should still be a momentous event that is a sign of peace, fellowship, and the hope for a fruitful future between the parties present. Sharing food prepared with the care and love of servitude and charity for those it will serve and nourish.
It also made all those present know how important the concerted efforts put into the learning, growing, and patience teaching the pilgrims how to make a desperate go in surviving in the new land.
Today, our land doesn't look like it did then. The land represented the promise of freedom, peace, and self-preservation for the pilgrims that made the daring choice to venture this new life. Today, we have troubles, we have lost sight of what the pilgrims sought in this new land, what the pilgrims wanted to create for themselves and their future generations. We have lost sight of the freedoms they desired and we have lost sight of the beauty they shared with the Indians as their teachers.

It is my prayer that we see the transformation of this country and a deep desire of the citizens of this country to change what we have done and revisit why we came to this land in the 1600's and survived with little of nothing and what we have done. To join hands together with all our citizens and thank God for what we have and ask for guidance how to return us to what God wanted from us.

God, please help us save this country and the world. Give us the wisdom and strength to do what we need to do to return this land back to the beauty of what you wanted us to accomplish here. I pray this through your son, Jesus Christ's name. AMEN

Thursday, November 4, 2021

I AM THE FLAG poem

 I AM THE FLAG

I am the flag of the United States of America.

My name is Old Glory.
I fly atop the world's tallest buildings.
I stand watch in America's halls of justice.
I fly majestically over institutions of learning.
I stand guard with power in the world.
Look up and see me.

I stand for peace, honor, truth and justice.
I stand for freedom. I am confident.
I am arrogant. I am proud.
When I am flown with my fellow banners,
My head is a little higher,
My colors a little truer.
I bow to no one!
I am recognized all over the world.
I am worshipped - I am saluted.
I am loved - I am revered.
I am respected - I am feared.

I have fought in every battle of every war for more than 200 years.
I was flown at Valley Forge, Gettysburg, Shiloh and Appamatox.
I was there at San Juan Hill, the trenches of France, in the Argonne Forest,
Anzio, Rome and the beaches of Normandy.
Guam, Okinawa, Korea and KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam know me.
I was there. I led my troops.
I was dirty, battleworn and tired,
but my soldiers cheered me and I was proud.

I have been burned, torn and trampled on the streets of countries I have
helped set free. It does not hurt for I am invincible.
I have been soiled upon, burned, torn and trampled in the streets of my
country.
And when it's done by those whom I've served in battle - it hurts.
But I shall overcome - for I am strong.
I have slipped the bonds of earth and
stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space from my vantage point on
the moon.
I have born silent witness to all of America's finest hours.
But my finest hours are yet to come.
When I am torn into strips and used as bandages for my wounded comrades on
the battle field, when I am flown at halfmast to honor my soldier, or when I
lie in the trembling arms of a grieving parent at the grave of their fallen
son or daughter,

I am proud.
I am the flag of the United States of America.