See Grandma, my eyes are really dark blue....not big brown ones like daddy

See Grandma, my eyes are really dark blue....not big brown ones like daddy

Ryan and friend

Ryan and friend
Mommy, Daddy, I'm saying Hi to Grandma?

This one is for you, Grandma!


soccer with determination and no airplane distractions

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Good Guys Wear White Hats

Good guys wear white hats is an old slogan, which we see, is not always the case. Can't even remember where I heard it, but this was a fallacy for sure. It is also untrue about what manner of dress has to say about someone. I remember a time when signs said, no "long" hair allowed. We have come a long way, haven't we? What was proper years back, would be laughable today. The fact is, "exteriors" have little to do with the true nature of the person, yet, that's how we are judged by some.

Several years ago the character Superman, had a type of vision that could penetrate one's clothing and he could see straight to the "heart". False fronts blind us, leading us to believe that people are kind or otherwise normal loving beings, when they are anything but. Who knows what lurks beneath the surface?

Since it is a question of "heart" we must acknowledge that many hearts have gone "cold". Cold, may mean unfeeling and uncaring toward our brother. People can and do hurtful things without regret. As kids we used to say things like, "have a heart." Why isn't it just that simple....We want everything to be "sweet." If there is anything that I've learned in life, it is that life is anything but "sweet," as we learn to take the good with the bad. There is something we can do, and that is pray for change. We can all decide to change. We must forgive and help those in need. Go out of our way to do good deeds. Think of others first. Wear a cheerful countenance. Be polite and accommodating. Share, care and work toward betterment. You can make a difference. Be the example of the change that you want to see.

There is One, other than the superman myth, that can see the "condition" of your heart. He is the only judge. Jesus will have the final word. Everyone will get their chance....Another old saying is "do not throw caution to the wind." Maybe there is something to be said in those words of wisdom-- People of Massachusetts have showed the world, by their examples of love, that we still "have a heart." We are convinced that the bad guys finish last.

Saturday, April 20, 2013

Is There Still Room for Love

Captured at the relief of Bay State residents, many put their lives on the line to stop the madness, and as a young man recovers in a Boston hospital, our law inforcement has done their job with great efficiency. In America, we are taught to love one another and to try to right the wrong. This love unites us in every state of our country. Love is a powerful decision. It is stronger than hate, it never gives in and it never gives up.

Persons gone wrong, who made all the wrong choices, deciding to hate, were left in the hands of the compassionate. Scared, cold and fearing for his future, we care for our brother while we are left to grieve for those who suffered at the hands of a few, while protecting all. Our determination is  to choose the path of love, knowing that hate leads to death, and yes, even the death of his own brother. If he were to live a long life, would that fact alone live to haunt him, I wonder?

Let the world see how we take care of our own. We will always have those who stray, and to those we will say that we remain vigilant and constant in our peace keeping efforts, and in our quest  spread love, peace and justice. We do not cower, leading by example, grieving for all lost and while praying, we will continue to comfort those who suffer at the hands of the misguided.

 May light shine upon us all, with time and forgiveness, we will come to the knowledge that there is and will always be room for love if we choose it.

Last night, as we gathered to celebrate the birthday of my oldest son, the conversation was largely on the current lockdown of Boston, and as the event unfolded, in the eyes of all through media coverage, I remember commenting that "he has a mother too." I am tired of all the violence. When will we learn  how precious each and every life is, and make a decision for love?