Category: Spiritual

My thoughts on God and his love for us

Moms Are Moms

My daughter is a single mom with two daughters,ages 10 to 13. She teaches music at an elementary school working about 9 hours every day, plus the things she has to do for her classes at home.She has to drive her oldest girl to her school each day and her daughter is involved in many activities, basketball, track and band being three of them. Mom takes her to these activities. Her youngest daughter is involved in gymnastics so that calls for a trip every wednesday evening. The girls are both members of 4H which means another trip with both girls and their dogs every monday evening. And Mom herself is on a worship team at her church which means a practice every once in awhile, plus she is a runner, involving practice runs and marathons. Doesn’t that make you tired just reading that? But her girls are growing up to be wonderful women who know right from wrong and are polite to everyone.

My two neighbors are working moms too. Granted, they both have husbands but they are working also. I’ve watched their children because they play outdoors instead of with televisions or video games. These kids are nice to everyone including an old woman like me. Their moms have taken the time to train up their children.

In the “olden” days mom stayed home with the children. It was expected,but living was harder in those days. It took all day to wash clothes and baking day was just as bad. Cleaning the house took a lot of time and effort too. Their kids turned out okay too.

I think the war between women, or is it just the media, should end. The moms who take the time to really raise their children, teaching them right from wrong and letting them know they are loved will help them grow up that way. These kids will be good parents one day. It really doesn’t matter whether a mom works or not, she is still a mom and that is what matters most isn’t it? Wouldn’t it be wonderful if all moms would be like those who take the time to really train their kids?

What About These Guns?

I’m not a gun woman. I don’t even think I have shot one but this talk going on has started me thinking and I thought I would bring my thoughts to you. As many of you know I have had two husbands. The first one died suddenly when he was still in his thirty’s. I remember he was so excited when deer hunting season arrived. He talked with me about when he and his friends set up camp and sat around the campfire in the evenings. He liked the way the moon shined on them and the way one of the men sang old songs. He said it seemed like a prayer out there in the cold, but feeling warm by the campfire. In the very early morning,he and his friends started out through the woods to find their deer.

Let’s skip several years. I married my second husband and he told me much the same story. The guns were second in his memory to the wonderful feeling of friendship he had at the camp. Sitting around the campfire and the smell of sizzling bacon and coffee brewing and the men talking was the most important time of the hunting trip. The following morning they too took off through the woods in an entirely different part of the country to get their deer.

That freedom has nearly ended as far as I can see. The cost of hunting and fishing has become so great ordinary people can’t afford this luxury. That is too bad. But what if our guns are taken away from us? Will that be our final freedom? We won’t be able to defend ourselves any more.Our second amendment says that we are able to keep arms and this will never be taken from us. Our arms will protect us from our government becoming too tyrannical and this is important to us today. After all, the criminal will never give up his or her way to kill us. We found that out this week at Boston.

To get back to hunting and deer, I have heard that if we don’t hunt the deer they will die of starvation because there are too many of them. In Wisconsin, when I lived there, people went out in snowmobiles to feeding stations to put out feed for the deer. Shortly after my first husband died, my friends took me out in their snowmobile to feed the deer. We went to a feeding station in the woods and took hay out of a shelter and threw the hay all around the area. Some of the deer were already there anticipating their food. Wouldn’t it be better to have some men, and women too, out there in there in the woods setting up their camp and sitting by the campfire talking? Then, in the very early morning, they will take up their guns and go tramping through the woods to get their deer.

Though I am not a gun woman I believe we should be able to keep guns and I believe this freedom should not be taken from us.