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“Be The Change You Want To See”


holding childs hand 

I’m not one to voice my opinion much about the things that go on in our country. I don’t like getting into political confrontations with people because everybody’s right and nobodies wrong, and nothing seems to change for the better. I am neither republican, democrat or independent. I vote as a non-partisan, but I don’t like being labeled. So, let’s just say I’m me. I try take everything I understand into consideration. Then I pray about it, because if decide anything without a God conscious mind all that I know to be good and right goes out the window. The things that we know to be true and right exist within every one of us. It doesn’t take rocket science to tap into it. All we have to do is get out of our own way. Push our pride aside and do what’s right. Do something because our children and grandchildren are dying because nothing is changing.

I didn’t always agree with what my Dad believed, but the one thing I admired about him was that he voiced his opinion to his representatives. He wrote letters about what he thought was right or wrong because he believed what he had to say was important enough to be heard. He was so passionate about it that he wrote with carbon paper so he’d have a copy of what he wrote to follow-up with. Today it couldn’t be any easier for us. All we have to do is look up our representatives on the internet and write a few lines to voice our own opinion. As a matter of fact, they prefer that to a letter. We need to do something, and we need to do it now. So, I encourage everyone reading this to take a few moments to consider what you think the right solution is to all these school shootings. Then write your representatives and voicings your opinion because that’s what they’re there for…to represent us. If they’re not, then let them know they won’t get your vote in the next election. Let’s take back the power that we’ve been investing in them.

Okay! I said enough. I’m getting a glass a wine. Than I’m sitting down to put my own words into action…I’m write my representatives now. I hope you will join me.



“Wrong Foot Kid”


Life can be as easy or difficult as we make it. Sometimes it’s as easy as putting our shoes on the right feet or as difficult as putting them on backward. The point being how we decide to wear our shoes in the end will determine how our choice is working for us.

My Granddaughter had a thing about putting her shoes on the wrong feet. In her mind she wasn’t convinced that it mattered which shoe she put on what foot. To her they looked perfectly fine either way. She has this wonderful strong personality with the kind of determination that could make anything possible even making the right shoe fit on the left foot.

While spending a day at my house with her cousins, they all decided to go outside to play a game of tag. Slipping her clogs on the wrong feet Keria jumped from the floor, and out the front door almost tripping off the porch.

“Keira, you have your shoes on the wrong feet,” I’d say.

“Oh, that’s ok Granny, I don’t mind them this way,” she’d say.

I sat on the porch watching my grandkids ran through the yard laughing and screaming as they chased each other around. Keira was it, and as she chased after her cousins trying to tag them she kept tripping over her own feet.

“Keria,” I’d call out to her, “switch your shoes around and you’ll be able to run much better.”

“Oh, that’s ok Granny.  I don’t mind them like this,” she’d say again.

I had to give her credit as she persevered with that stubborn determination of hers, but soon the fatigue set in. What followed next was a bit of a tantrum as she stomped off with those silly clogs on the wrong feet, and ran into the house frustrated as all get out.

“What’s wrong with Keria,” her cousins cried out as they came running up to me.

“I think she needs a few moments to herself,” I said to them. “But you know what? I think you better do some resting while you can, because when she comes running back out, she’s gonna be ready to get ya good!”

Sure enough she came bursting out the door without any warning making her cousins jump and scattering throughout the yard. With confidence and renewed determination Keria went flying after them, only this time she didn’t have any shoes on at all.

It got me thinking about how we’re all like that sometimes. We ignore the obvious things that get in the way, and wonder why we can’t achieve what we are so determined to accomplish. We don’t even have to listen to what anyone else tells us. Our inner voice is always trying to tell us what we need to know. And when we finally get out of our own way long enough to hear it, the question comes, “how’s that working for ya?”

Hum! And there you have it.