Code of Ethics

It is where our Lord holds us close and we pray that believing in Him is the right way of life.


 

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Looking back to my younger years , I never understood life. Why do trees blow in the direction of the wind? Why do the leaves turn in the autumn chill? Why does the sun rise in the east in the early morn? My mother tried to explain that it was the way God intended, long before I was born. I guess she was right. I never questioned what she said, although I never understood. But it was actually the principles of life that she was trying to preach.


 

2 Peter 1: 3

His divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of him who called us to his own glory and excellence

 


I grew up fast after Pop passed. Life changed for us. My brother and I never agreed on anything. Respect was a word that was hardly heard but I learned early there was a code. A code to follow…be it God, family, or honoring those you love. But it came with a price. We showered our feelings over the hurts we endured.

All of us learn early in life, somehow, there is a code of ethics we must follow. It is where our Lord holds us close and we pray that believing in Him is the right way of life. We give our hearts to Him as He is our Savior. It gives us direction.

 

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Honoring the past and looking forward to the future, we praise our parents and teach the future generations that God is the common denominator of respect. Humbly we give praise…it is our way of life.

God’s eloquence sustains life for all his creations. I’m humbled by His magnificent beauty and shutter at His presence. We give thanks before we partake. Remember, if it wasn’t for His ever presence in our lives, we would remain in the absence of His grace.

 

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Let us worship His name!

 

 

 


 

 

Heal Our World With Kindness

“….make it a better place for you and for me” (lyrics by Michael Jackson)
and Random Acts of Kindness


 


Galatians 5:22-23:

“but the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control…”

 

Reflecting on this day God made, a unison of love and respect played a major part. I thought about my accomplishments and those who I tried to make feel special. I made an elderly gentleman smile because I was early. By the size of his grin, it came from his heart. I replied with a smile from mine too.

You see it doesn’t take much to change the world – a helping hand, a smile, a thoughtful gesture – and your day is made. Now that you made someone else feel special “pass it on”. Don’t break the chain! God so loved so we can as well. To make God smile today should be your goal.

 

Let’s thank God for such a lovely day. Like a meteorologist, tomorrow will be much the same, a chance of showers in the forecast. I’ll pray the sun shines on you. God bless those who seek to do their best. God bless those who walk in His love!

My heart is full, my spirit content. God please grant all my friends the joy I send. Like a store-bought card, I send my heartfelt feelings to all.

 


Heal our world

Spread some kindness today:

Give a dollar to a homeless person
Hold a door for someone.
Help someone carry their groceries
Give flowers to an elderly person
Share a book that changed your life
Tell your loved ones how much you love them
Stop judging others. Everyone is fighting their own battles.
Be an inspiration today – Smile
Hug often
Talk to someone new
Be the one to shift the negative conversation.
Pay someone a genuine compliment every day.
Bring your neighbors’ trash cans from the end of their driveway up to their garage.


Psalm 16:11

“You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.”

 

Loyalty vs. Respect

So whatever you wish that others would do to you, do also to them…..


I sat on a bench watching two teams play. It was so cold my posterior froze to the wooden board of a bench. Bundled against the elements, facing the virtues of nature’s wrath. I could hardly predict the outcome. The teams fought hard, made some good plays and scored some points; but they walked away with arms wrapped around the opposing players. It was the only thing heartwarming on that bitter, brutal Sunday afternoon. The fans, too, huddled their way out of the bleachers. It didn’t matter whose side you were on. Just fighting to stay warm was worth its weight.

As we walked away, it wasn’t so much about who won or who lost. It was the sportsmanship displayed. “Loyalty ( strongly supporting each other) and respect (ability to admire someone for the abilities and achievements) goes a long way when two oppose one another”, I said to the father of one of boys on the opposing team. He smiled, shook my hand and said ” Good game!”. I guess he understood. Happy to be warm from the frigid winter winds, my heart steadily pumped 98.3 degree blood in this minus zero body.

I think about that game every now and then and the camaraderie we felt. I almost wish for a reunion of sorts; call it the coldest respect loyaltygame in Hades!!! But as I stop and tap my pencil eraser on the tabletop, I’ve come to want the same with everyone I know. It’s not just a wife or child but the guy I’m walking out of a stadium with as well. Loyalty and respect go hand and hand; you can’t have one without the other. My heart pales for those that try to live eliminating one or the other. Should I tear into the heartless as they rejoice with the absence of loyalty?  That surely is not respectful.

So tomorrow comes. Will things change? Will God intervene? Will you have patience and understanding? Can you allow the loyalty from love abound? And what about respect? Do you have the same on the scale for a janitor as you do for our Lord? I wonder….

 
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Loyalty: Be watchful, stand firm in the faith, act like men, be strong. Let all that you do be done in love. (1 Corinthians 16:13-14)

Loyalty: Whoever pursues righteousness and kindness will find life, righteousness, and honor. (Proverbs 21:21)

Loyalty: Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends. (John 15:13)

Respect: So whatever you wish that others would do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets. (Matthew 7:12)

Respect: Therefore whoever resists the authorities resists what God has appointed, and those who resist will incur judgment. (Romans 13:2)

Respect: We ask you, brothers, to respect those who labor among you and are over you in the Lord and admonish you, and to esteem them very highly in love because of their work. Be at peace among yourselves. (1 Thessalonians 5:12-13)

Mother’s Slippers

….for your children know not your footsteps you have walked


The day breaks and exasperating as life is, will we ever understand the meaning of it?? Reflecting on my mother’s spirit, her heart was in the right place. But we had our moments and it took me a long time to forgive her.

Situations merit decisions with consequences unbeknownst to our children. I, too, fell into that category. Generations later, little explains of a mother’s woes. I will never walk a yard in my mother’s footsteps. I remember the blood, sweat, and tears that came from my growing up years. A lady of stature, eloquence and reprise, I had no idea the hell she lived through all her life.

My thoughts of her linger as I watch the path you meander. God, I pray to grant you serenity, for your children know not your footsteps you have walked. Love is very deep and the hurts resonate from within. Blessed are the weak yet strong in their venue. I walk in your presence; I reach out to comfort your spirit. The harm is immeasurable, as children try to ruin a mother’s love. I listen to your silence as though it screams, like drifts of sand that crest in a storm.

A child might walk in a mother’s steps yet never wear her slippers. I, a mere child of wisdom and respect, can only now relate to the dust storms of my mother’s childhood. I watch this generation, with reflections of my own, resonating from the sixties. Though life was different, hardships are similar.

Testing the time, a mother’s love captivates the mind. All God’s creatures, instinctively, protect the bond. Yet, I watch those who try to revolt, losing themselves when their own offspring arise. Realizing their mistakes, as bi-products conquer in agony, they fight for the same respect of their own predecessors.

Quietly, I sit and watch the yearlings taking turns yielding to their parents. It just doesn’t matter if you fly or walk; children should learn “respect” of the age-old value of seniority. Today, the thought saddens me that we, as kids, didn’t learn the valuable lessons. Those who follow, think that at birth, they already know more than their parents.

But, scrap albums tell who wore the apron strings; for those that sat for the fMother's Slippersamily portrait, she bore the kids upon her lap; her arms stretched out encompassing them. And as you look closer at that old family portrait… notice “Mom’s Slippers”, worn out, against the couch. God love you, Mom……

 

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Bible:  Galatians 4:19     “My little children, for whom I labor in birth again until Christ is formed in you…”

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What does it mean to honor my father and mother?  https://www.gotquestions.org/honor-father-mother


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Dog Days

…We look so bad as free speech has no control and the respect we learned is out the window.


From my back porch, the breeze filters around from the East. Storm clouds brew from out of the West.  I hear the thunder where lightning has been and the rain falls from the heavens above.  I watch the sun as it, majestically shines, knowing it won’t be long before the storm rolls in.  It’s not the weather I’ve come to love but the peace I feel from within my heart as I sit and enjoy my very first cup of coffee.  I thank God for another night of quiet; I wish the world could, for just one night, lie down in peace and let love govern.

Reminiscing the fifties, when we had more time, growing up was centered around the word ‘respect’. The world was a much happier place.  We didn’t know what was going on and the only internet was a Civic Association.  Things were simpler.  You could see the street when you opened your hood; chores came first before Mom made us go outside to play.  We stole the jokers from our parent’s bridge decks and clothespins off the line to make our bikes sound like motorcycles – until we got caught! Homework came first, you know, before TV.  We had to think and memorize without a laptop.

We learned to think and fend for ourselves as the war broke out.  The focus changed and cannons sounded like thunder as we never knew if there would be a tomorrow.  Our lives in turmoil, we ran away from home.

Those days do not matter anymore.  We look so bad as free speech has no control and the respect we learned is out the window.  We now fend for our own safety as there are some who would like to destroy the very origin of which we were taught.

Now, I sit on my little back porch, guarded by my flowers, and the scent of manicured lawns permeates the air.  The rain is about to take over.  The sun has now risen high above the thunder that reminds us all of tough times past.  I’m just so thankful to say, we made it, as we hold hands and pray for tomorrow.  Life is an awesome commodity as family scrapbooks share those wonderful moments in time, and, yearbooks from a high school that once existed too.

So, I hold on to life, as my friends and memories cross my thoughts.  I pray that some day our kids will feel the life we brought to them and I wonder if they, too, will remember…these dog days.