Out of the Mouths of Babes

On the evening of September 9 the sweet, bright girlfriend of my oldest grandson Trevor, was driving home from school when a drunk driver ran a red light going eighty five miles and hour and T-boned her car.  The truck struck the drivers side of the car, almost completely severing it in half.  This young woman now lies at deaths door on life support.  The shock of this tragedy has reverberated through the school and the community.  Endless prayers spiral heavenward on her behalf from family, friends and countless others who do not know her.

In the midst of our concern for Mia one person has been forgotten.  The driver of the truck.   Forgotten by all of us, perhaps, except Devan, Trevor’s fourteen year old younger brother. So many of us, including me, impulsively cry for the drivers head on the proverbial platter, decrying again and again the destructive effects of drugs and alcohol while demanding our pound of flesh.  Not sweet, kind, compassionate Devan.

Devan asked his mother what was going to happen to the driver.  His mother explained the possible consequences to the driver depending on whether Mia lives or dies.  That evening as Devan offered the family prayer, he paused in the midst of his prayer then asked his Heavenly Father to “bless the driver that he will find his way.”

I cannot imagine the flood of emotions now swirling through the mind of the man who was driving this truck.  In an instant his life has changed forever and he will never be the same. I have to assume that he is now sober, contemplating an uncertain future, fighting turmoil and a fire that cannot be quenched. It has taken a child to remind me of the need for compassion for the “other victim.”

I will pray for Mia’s recovery and I will pray for a nameless, faceless tortured soul who is also a son of a loving Heavenly Father.

 

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Only Love Will Drive Out The Hate

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that.  Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.”                       Martin Luther King

America seems be be feeding on a daily diet of troubling times.  Chaos on our southern border, increased poverty, expansion of terrorism through the rise of the Islamic extremist movement called Issis and now the shooting of a black teenager in Ferguson Missouri.  The undercurrent of black hate directed toward whites.  It appears that black citizens in this small Missouri town have bought into the doctrine of hate and unbridled bigotry peddled by Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson, rather than adhere to the philosophy of the man who did more to give the downtrodden a dream.  That man:  Martin Luther King Jr.

It is unfortunate that racism still exists in America in spite of the progress made by Dr. King, Medgar Evers and other black reformers.  It must be stamped out.  What would Martin Luther King say this day if he were in Ferguson?  Would he not ask for reason and calm to prevail, for emotions to give way to patience?  Failure to allow the legal system in America to fulfill its purpose is to say that we as Americans do not believe in the God given freedoms that this country is to provide to all men and women.

I pray daily for peace in America.  I pray for an increased measure of love for all mankind.  I am saddened when I see the reaction without reason that Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson etc. have instilled in the hearts of the blacks of Ferguson.  So much of what Martin  Luther King fought and died for has been undone by A & J.

Personal Responsibility

“If you could kick the person in the pants responsible for most of your trouble, you wouldn’t sit for a month.”                                                                                                                                 -Theodore Roosevelt.

On this day, 9 Sept. 2014, one newscaster made the comment that it’s time the NFL  stopped this kind of behavior among its players.  The newsman was referring to Ray Rice’s knocking his wife senseless with a blow to the head with his fist as they stood in a hotel elevator.  This newscaster labeled the NFL as having responsibility for what Rice did as if they encouraged or “let” him beat his wife.  Since when is an organization the conscience and psyche of its members.  Rice had a lifetime of freedom to shape his life before the Baltimore Ravens and the NFL heard of him.  The moment he lashed out at his then fiance’ the world learned where his choices had taken him. The Baltimore Ravens are no more responsible for what Ray Rice did than then man in the moon.

Having said that, maybe this is the wakeup call for Ray and hundreds of other athletes who live in the lime light.  No matter who you are, you are the one who shapes your destiny.  I don’t know who to credit this to but I learned year ago that “Great acts do not make heros or cowards, they merely reveal them to the eyes of men.  Silently and imperceptibly, as we wake or sleep, we grow strong or weak and finally some act shows the world what we have become.”

Because I believe in the basic goodness of mankind I pray for Ray as well as his family to have the strength to rebuild their lives and shun the external influences that would destroy them.  I also believe that we can all be a little less judgmental and a little more compassionate of human frailties.