I couldn’t help but laugh at the news about the Humane Society employee who recently got caught embezzling thousands from donors and partying in Aruba. And I get angry with the Hollywood millionaires who tell us how to live in an environmentally friendly manner, yet remove trees form their coastal retreats so they can better view the ocean.
I can’t stand to hear someone badmouth “fracking for oil” while they drive a luxury vehicle, and the idea of removing the Ten Commandments from the capitol depressed me.
Introspecting under the Fourth of July stars led me to reaffirm what my parents instilled in me: don’t get distracted from what we know is right.
Don’t let hypocrites keep us from planting trees and grass, recycling paper and cans. Don’t let animal rights radicals keep us from caring, and showing affection to our animals.
More importantly, don’t let the actions of powerful atheists lead us to hate them.
When I hear about the Supreme Court shaking their fists at our Creator, or Oklahoma removing the Ten Commandments from the capitol grounds, my comments are peppered with oil field language I don’t use in church.
I was raised in a Christian home, and during the previously mentioned quiet time was reminded of the insignificance of man, and his current pettiness- calling to mind the futility of war – today’s “war” being media negativity against Christians, rioting, hateful Facebook comments and split congregations.
I hope my children will reflect on the words, “Blessed are the peacemakers,” (Matthew 5:9) and realize the words are serious, and might have terrible, less than peaceful consequences.
“Starry, starry night, paint your palette blue and grey-look out on a summer’s day – with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.”
-Starry, Starry Night
“From the tops of the rocks I see him, and from the hills, behold him.”