I’m looking forward to attending a fifty-year high school class reunion soon. Together we will gather, once again, from different walks of life. We began as one student body at a tender age and played hard, but eventually, we spread our wings and flew away to a new life. But beyond the aforementioned, my thoughts look forward to the gathering of this event for united we should stand. Thank God for these memorable moments! Our heritage draws us together, forming deep inside, love and pride we can rest on our shoulders.
My thoughts now divert… what if our political force reigned with the same enthusiasm? Imagine the vitality of men and women working together instead of belligerence.
In honor of my hometown of Annapolis, Maryland
The effervescence of ships lies waiting as dawn’s early light tells the story. The masts are still sleeping, and flags unfurl in dead silence. God’s grace patiently calls this place home. A quiet, tiny town bellows the names of victims as the unexpected has turned into reality. How many more lives must suffer as the story unfolds? Flags at half-mast fly in honor of the fallen.
On this day, may I ask, too, that we honor our innocent, fallen friends (not those in uniform on Taylor Avenue) but rather the ones greeted each morning on their way to work at the Capital-Gazette Newspaper in Annapolis, Maryland. It’s my hometown too. God bless their legacies!
What perplexing situations are conquering the headlines today! Newsstands are full of lies and deceit, especially on the front pages. The backrooms and tarmacs leave us little confidence, and spies run rampant. I asked God, is there no conscience in the men of betrayal? Looking back at the unconscionable patriots fighting for a cause, I wonder – what is their purpose? Are they doing God’s work, or are their intentions malicious? Did you know that spying goes back as far as the Old Testament? Let’s explore this age-old state of affairs….