HIGH PLACES

Angels Landing is an incredible hike in Zions National Park. The stunning viewpoints, suspended in the clouds are breathtaking and not recommended for anyone with the fear of heights. The trail follows a narrow spine to the final resting place, roughly 1500 feet above the canyon floor. This unforgiving path is not for the faint of heart; it's a courageous challenge to reach the top, only to find oneself clutching a chain on the jagged edge. 

When climbing Angels Landing, one careless step can be the end of the journey. 

In life, there are many difficult obstacles, don't allow yourself to become one of those obstacles. Choosing the right path and direction is paramount. The formula for unyielding success is 'constantly striving' to stand in high places and 'cautiously avoiding' the surrounding dangers. There is a magnificent view at the top of Angels Landing, but the carelessness of an unconscious step has swept away many. The key in life's journey is to maintain the spiritual equilibrium to avoid losing oneself!
Written by, Linda Sumner Urza for: onefineday11.blogspot.com 

 “ONLY A VIRTUOUS PEOPLE ARE CAPABLE OF FREEDOM.” Thomas Jefferson
The principles of freedom 101

Yesterday, I read the book, The 5000 Year Leap,’ by historian W. Cleon Skousen. In fact, I couldn’t put it down. It’s a documentary of the principles of freedom. I was spellbound, speechless and tearful during much of the book. I certainly want my posterity to understand the sacrifices our Founding Fathers endured in preparing the foundation for freedom. 

It documents the courses of action our forefathers took in creating the foundation of our country. I am convinced that if our youth are taught the history of our Constitution and the Bill of Rights in depth, they would hold the American flag in the highest esteem, have more integrity in our country and a much greater sense of what it means to be an American!  

To set the stage, history documents that Thomas Jefferson was the author of the Declaration of Independence; James Madison was the father of the Constitution; George Mason was the author of the first American Bill of Rights and we know that George Washington was the hero of the war for Independence and the first president of our country. These men “sacrifice everything” to bring to light the possibility of freedom, liberty and justice for all.

I will share only a few historical insights into the lives of these men and their missions to design a nation of peace and prosperity, and I suggest the book as a must read for anyone who considers themselves to be an American. It sheds light on historical facts that many politicians would like to keep in the dark.

These incredibly devoted ‘Founding Fathers’ spent four long months stitching together the very fibers of this country. Their political yardstick: “Communism and Socialism” on the far left and “Fascism and Dictatorship” on far right. By defining these two entities, they were clearly able to create the “balanced center” and establish a “Republic of One Nation Under God.” That’s right, its important to remember this country is a Republic and not a democracy. Their main course of action was establishing a government that served the people with the power belonging to the people!” 

Our Founders studied the history of the ancient Israelites and the Anglo-Saxons. Why these two civilizations? Because their peaceful existence and high standards are historical. Their laws were based on the first principles of Moses recored in the book of Deuteronomy.’ Thomas Hooker wrote, The Fundamental Orders were bases on the first principles of Moses with the first fundamental principle set up as the commonwealth of freemen.” 

It is recorded that they were also impressed to learn that whenever the Israelites fell into the temptation to have slaves or bond-servants, they were reprimanded. It’s recorded in 600 B.C. by Jeremiah: Ye have not hearkened unto me, in proclaiming liberty to every one to his brother, and every man to his neighbor: behold, I proclaim a liberty for you, saith the Lord.” Jeremiah 34:17

They believed in the calling to serve without renumeration. Benjamin Franklin, who assisted in drafting the Constitution, warned of politicians for profit when he said, “...we must not sow the seeds of contention, faction, and tumult, by making our posts of honor a place of profit.” I think about our politicians today asking to raise, their already outrageous salaries, as they contrive to increase taxes. 

That’s right, our Founding Fathers were not paid for their services. They believed it an honor and privilege. Many of these men including, James Madison, were living off borrowed funds during the four months assembled in preparing the Constitution. These were men who believed, “here lies the greatest sense of responsibility and duty.”

When George Washington served as general of the Continental army, the common fare for solders for six weeks was flour, water, and salt. In fighting the British, Washington, lost approximately 200 officers and 3,000 men - who abandoned in the line of duty. He went on to lead his men to victory over the powerful British troops. History preserves his great insight and leadership qualities during the war. Upon returning to Mt. Vernon, he found his home in desperate need of repair, yet refused to take a salary during his term as president. These men dedicated their lives to provide a better future for their fellowman and our posterity. 

Their insights and inspiration protected the people of this country from destruction, as long as the people remained faithful to the laws and structure of the Constitution. They were deeply concerned about the “Drift toward a Collectivist Left.” They warned against,  “a number of temptations which might lure generations to abandon their freedoms and their rights by subjecting themselves to a strong federal administration operating on the collective left,” that of socialism. They warned against, what they referred to as the “Welfare State,” where the government endeavors to take care of everyone from the cradle to the grave. Sound familiar, perhaps they had premonitions of the future!

Thomas Jefferson said, “If we can prevent the government from wasting the labors of the people, under the pretense of taking care of them, they will become happy.” 

Our Founding Fathers warned against confiscatory taxation and deficit spending. It was Jefferson who said, “ It is immoral for one generation to pass on the results of its extravagance in the form or debt to the next generation. We shall consider ourselves unauthorized to saddle posterity with our debts, and morally bound to pay them ourselves within what may be deemed the period of a generation.’’ 

Our Founding Fathers also warned, “The only way for the nation to prosper is to have equal protection of rights and not for the government to get involved in trying to provide equal distribution of things.”  One would conclude they had divine inspiration and direction in their thoughts to preserve this country. 

Samuel Adams stated, “We have done everything possible to make the ideas of socialism and communism unconstitutional. These are Utopian schemes of leveling (redistribution of wealth) which are arbitrary, despotic and, in our government, unconstitutional.”

Before completing the Constitution, our Founding Fathers relied heavily on the teachings of Marcus Tullius Cicero 63 B.C., philosopher, politician, lawyer, orator, political theorist, consul, and constitutionalist of the Roman empire. One of the highest respected men of counsel. Cicero believed in “freedom” - the very freedom that was later taken away from him for opposing the draft of dictatorship. 

Our Founding Fathers relied on Cicero teachings and landmark books on the Republic and the Law. Cicero based his studies around the “Natural Law” or law of Moses. This is what our Founding Fathers used to draft the foundation of the constitution. Cicero determined that. The only reliable bases for sound government and just human relations is Natural Law.” Cicero cut sharply through the errors of Plato and Aristotle to discover the touchstone of good laws, sound government, and the long-range formula for happy human relations by the implementation of the “Natural Law.”

The principles of Natural Law is recognizing and identifying the rules of “right conduct” with the Law of the Supreme Creator of the universe. This law, also known as Moses’ Law or the Ten Commandments concluded that once the reality of the Creator is clearly identified in the mind, the only intelligent approach to government, justice, and human relations is in terms of the laws which the Supreme Creator has already established

Cicero concluded that the Natural Law is the true law. “True law is right reason in agreement with nature, it’s of universal application, unchanging and everlasting. It summons to duty by its commands, an averts its wrongdoings by its prohibitions. It’s a sin to try to alter this law, nor is it allowable to repeal any part of it. We cannot be freed from its obligations by senate or people, and we need not look outside ourselves for an expounder or interpreter of it. There will be one master and ruler, that is God.”

Our Founding Fathers concluded that the Natural Law that Cicero sustained, is eternal and the base of goodness. The Founders determined that the Natural Law is basic in principle, comprehensible to the human mind, and totally correct and morally right in its general operation. Cicero also stated, “Man is the only animal that shares reason and thought. Reason, when fully grown and perfected, is rightly called wisdom.”

It might be surprising to lean that the Constitution is based on the Ten Commandment and the Natural Laws of God. When writing the Declaration of Independence Thomas Jefferson wrote, “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness.” (Pre-suppositions under the principles of Natural law.)

The second principle: Our Founding Fathers determined that a corrupt and selfish people could never make the principles of a Republicanism operate successfully. Benjamin Franklin wrote,Only a virtuous people are capable of freedom. A free people cannot survive under a Republic unless they remain virtuous and morally strong.” 

And George Washington praised the American Constitution when he said, “It is a palladium of human rights, but it shall only survive as long as there remain any virtue in the body of the people.”

Reflect a moment on what Samuel Adams, George Washington, Ben Franklin, Thomas Jefferson, George Mason and the others fine patriotic contributors might feel looking upon our dispensation. The reality in how these men sacrificed and struggled to set up the foundation of this country - only to see it becoming defiled by the lack of virtue and ignorance.

Samuel Adams that wrote, “I thank God that I have lived to see my country independent and free. She may long enjoy her independence and freedom if she will. It depends on her virtue.” 

Written by, Linda Sumer Urza for onefineday11.blogspot.com



Love is a Many Splendored Thing.

My depth and understanding of love has changed throughout the years. The older I become, the more I truly understand the meaning of love and its value. When I was a child, love meant being safely protected by parents who secured the world around me. My understanding of love was based on what they had created. Love meant a warm spot on my mother's lap, a bag of penny candy from the corner market and having enough money to buy a 15 cent snow cone on a hot summer's day. It meant playing tetherball with my cousins and having a sleepover at my grandmother's house. I could feel love, it was real and tangible. I realize now, that my perception of love was not about what I gave; rather, it was entirely based on what I was given.

When I was in my teens, I experienced love from the "outside in" and on a very superficial level. Love meant that everything 'revolved' around me. It was not what I could give; rather, it was how much I could gain. At that stage in life, love meant being the pitcher on the soft ball team, getting my driver's license and a date to the prom. It meant spending all my time with friends and not with family, and I was more concerned about my hair, clothes and entertainment then about my future. Love was not about what I deserved, it was what I demanded.

In my thirties, love changed drastically. I had no time to focus on the 'material things' because my children where busy doing that for me. Love meant sitting up nights with a sick child. It meant trying to figure out how to pay for my son's prom and still have money left to pay the electric bill. Love meant swim lessons, soccer practice, football games, Christmas presents, PTA, teachers conference, scouts, birthday parties, car pools, sack lunches, Halloween costumes, battle scars and bandaged knees...  It was the kind of love that worked 24/7 washing, cooking and cleaning. There was no time to comb the hair I pampered so diligently in the 60's and I was still wearing the same wardrobe my parents bought me in the 70's! Every ounce of energy and all my resources went to someone else. My big night out on the town was a Little Caesar's five buck pizza and the dollar movies. Love was no longer about what I could gain; rather, it was sincerely hoping there would be something 'left of me to give!' By now I understood the highest level of love, that of sacrifice.

In my forties, I experienced a peaceful kind of love, almost as if I'd arrived or received a higher rank... perhaps Four Star General. It was a tempered kind of love developed from years of patience, long suffering and wisdom, and it took on a completely different role. I learned that I was astonishingly resilient yet, gentle and kind. Love came with ease and it bore the positive fruits of "You bet, sounds great and absolutely!" I wasn't certain if I had attained this level of harmony, or if I'd been beaten into submission, but it was very well received. Experience had taught me to overlook the imperfections in life and let go. I stopped sweating the small stuff and began seeing my own reflection manifesting itself in everything I'd ever done. Whether good or bad, I had created the love surrounding me and it was a very powerful and rewarding experience. The whispers of inadequacy had long faded. I no longer had that nagging desire to save the whales or hug a tree; somehow, I had arrived at the intersection of peace and joy. I was experiencing a magnificent blessing from God, the "love of self!"  I was pleased with what I'd created and indeed, love had gone full circle.

In my fifties, I realized that love had developed another depth and it was jubilant... I now had grandchildren! Love meant someone to spoil rotten, fill full of sugar and send home. It was so gratifying! It was the 'love of revenge' for all my sleepless nights bequeath by my teenage children. I was watching my children experience the plan of creation, only now, I was the spectator! Love meant having my cake and eating it too and it was very sweet to the taste. Love was coming from all directions and continually filling up the reservoir that was bone dry from the 70's and 80's. Love had it's dividends and I'd struck pay dirt!   

I am in my late sixties now and I have acquired a much deeper and abiding respect for love. I will be making the last few stops along my journey and soon embark on a new destination. I've determined the price of love and conclude that it has surpassed all mortal value! I look back over the span of a lifetime and realize the 'gifts of love' that God granted me are priceless. Through His plan, I've been given the gift of life, the blessings of pro-creation and a lifetime of precious memories. One day, I will approach the threshold of God. It's a daunting thought, that all I have acquired in this life will someday turn to dust, as will my body, when laid to rest. But the thoughts of death are completely overshadowed through the atonement of Christ and the gift of eternal life, His gifts that created the ultimate sacrifices of divine love.

BURNING EMBERS


A member of the church, who previously had been attending services regularly, stopped going. After a few weeks his bishop decided to visit him.  It was a chilly evening and the bishop found the man at home alone sitting before a blazing fire. 

Guessing the reason for his bishop’s visit. The man welcomed him in and led him to a comfortable chair near the fireplace. The bishop sat before the fire and not one word was exchanged. In the deafening silence, they stared at the dancing flames surrounding the burning logs. After several minutes the bishop picked up the fire tongs. He carefully lifted a brightly burning piece of wood and placed it to one side of the hearth. Then he sat back in his chair and the two men watch the burning embers dance about the lone piece of wood. 
The host was mezmorized by his bishop's actions and sat in quiet contemplation. Within a matter of minutes, the embers struggled to flicker and it began a slow decent into darkness. Within minutes, the brilliant glow that once embodied the wood had completely extinguished and now lie cold and dead upon the fireplace hearth. Not a word was spoken.

The bishop glanced at his watch and realized it was time to leave. He slowly stood up, picked up the tongs and placed the wood back in the middle of the fire. Immediately, it began to glow from within as the brilliantly light from the surrounding coals gave life to the dark embers. 
As the bishop reached the door to leave, the man, with tears streaming from his eyes responded,"Thank you, Bishop, for the visit and especially for the fiery sermon. I will be back in church on Sunday."
We live in a world that often tries to say too much with too little and consequently, few listen. Some of the best sermons are when we allow the Lord to speak directly to the heart. 

24 DECEMBER 2014


Today, December 24, 2014, I was on my way to Walmart to finalize some last minute Christmas shopping. Earlier in the week I made a promise to the Lord that I would strive diligently to live more worthy of His example. I wanted this to be my gift to Him, not knowing that I would quickly learn how perfectly He answers prayers.

As I entered the parking lot, I noticed three police officers on bicycles who had stopped to talk to each other. I thought about the two police officers who had been shot, point blank, this past week and I struggled to keep it all in.  I couldn’t begin to imagine what their families must be going through and my guts churned with grinding emotions. I wondered how many mornings they’d kissed their loved ones goodbye with a fear of what they might encounter throughout the day.

I thought of my life, a life that had never been in danger or fear, a life protected by others who were willing to do what I was not; good men and women who put their lives in peril to protect me and my own. I stepped out of the car and walked toward the three men. One of the officers looked at me and said, “Ma’am?”  My heart was pounding. (I live in a very tight knit community, but in the last few years I’ve watched the dark elements seeping through the cracks and crevasses of this quaint little town.)  

I offered in gratitude. “I want to thank you for the hours of service you’ve given to keep our community safe.  I imagine many times that you have stepped into the line of fire without thinking about your own safety. Thank you for all you’ve done, each one of you. Merry Christmas and know that many people will sleep well tonight because you’re doing your jobs.” One of the officers responded, “Thank you Ma’am and Merry Christmas to you!”  
I entered the store and began browsing through the isles when I overheard an older gentlemen ask the clerk if they had any artificial poinsettias.  He said he’d been several places and couldn’t find them anywhere. (I had a tender feeling he wanted to place them on a grave.) When the clerk told him they didn’t have any, I watched his shoulders droop in disappointment, then he thanked the clerk cordially and walked away. I rounded the corner of the next isle and right before me were several rows of plastic poinsettias. I turned around to tell the gentleman, but he’d already disappeared into the crowded isles. 

‘How could I find him!’ I thought to myself.  I wasn’t even sure I remembered what he looked like for it had all happened so fast, but I was determined.  I went up and down each isle staring at unfamiliar faces and just when I was about to give up, I saw him coming down the row directly in front of me. 

“I have been looking for you.” I said with excitement. “I found the poinsettias you were asking about, do you still want them?”  

“Yes, I do.” He responded and he followed me to the other side of the store.

“I hoped I would find you -- I am so glad you didn’t leave.” 

Then he told me something that I was not prepared to hear. 

“They’re for my son’s grave.” His voice crackled with a string of painful words that lodged in his throat.  Sharp, jagged words that tore open the still tender scars in my heart.  I knew too well of the pain and sorrow of untimely death, for not long ago my son had lost his son; a level of  pain that cannot be extinguished. 

He continued. “He was just 28 years old, with a wife and child; a strapping 230 pound football player; the picture of health and strength... but he was gone in an instant.” 

I stopped to listen and then offered what seemed to be too small and insignificant, but it was all I had.  “I am so sorry, I know how deep those wounds are and I feel your pain.  My heart goes out to you...would you share with me what happened?”  

“He died from colon cancer, can you imagine, he was so young.”  He paused for a moment and then continued, seemingly out of breath. “It never gets any easier, it’s been 17 years and it still feels like yesterday.” His eyes glassed over and his sorrow was still clearly visible.  

“I am sad to hear of your loss.”  I began to move my cart forward as he followed close behind. I lead him around the corner to the poinsettias and he seemed delighted. “Thank you so much, I’m really grateful, it’s nice to know people care.”   
“You’re so welcome, I do care and I will keep you in my prayers.”  

I turned my shopping cart in the opposite direction to leave, when I heard the still small voice of the Lord whispering to me.,“That’s not enough.”  

At that very moment, I turned back and wrapped my arms around this sweet man. 

“I care, I care very much and I know the weight of your burden --  I want you to know you’re not alone.” 

I could feel his chest heaving with emotion and I didn't let go until I was certain he felt my love for him.  “Merry Christmas my friend!”  I said. "And may God bless you."

I left the store with a deeper understanding of the power of God’s love and how it manifests itself through one of His most powerful commandments to "love one another.”  

(Merry Christmas, Tristin, may God be with you until we meet again! I will love you forever my dear one and that is a very, very long time! Grandma)

SEIZE THE MOMENT


"How much do we notice as we go through a day," was asked of Lisa Beamer on Good Morning America.  If you remember, she's the wife of Todd Beamer who said "Let's Roll!' and helped take down the plane over Pennsylvania that was heading for Washington, DC back on 9/11. 
  
She said it's the little things that she misses most about Todd, such as hearing the garage door open as he came home and her children running to meet him. 
     
Lisa recalled this story: "I had a very special teacher in high school many years ago whose husband died suddenly of a heart attack. About a week after his death, she shared some of her insight with a classroom of students." 

As the late afternoon sunlight came streaming in through the classroom windows and the class was nearly over, she moved a few things aside on the edge of her desk and sat down. With a gentle look of reflection on her face, she paused and said, 'Class is over, I would like to share with all of you a thought that is unrelated to class, but which I feel is very important. Each of us is put here on earth to learn, share, love, appreciate and give of ourselves. None of us knows when this fantastic experience will end. It can be taken away at any moment. Perhaps this is God's way of telling us that we must make the most out of every single day.’ Her eyes, beginning to water, she continued, 'so I would like you all to make me a promise. From now on, on your way to school or on your way home, find something beautiful to notice. It doesn't have to be something you see, it could be a scent of freshly baked bread wafting out of someone's house, or the sound of the breeze slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or the way the morning light catches one autumn leaf as it falls gently to the ground. Please look for these things and cherish them, for although it may sound trite to some, these things are the "stuff" of life; the little things we are put here on earth to enjoy. The things we often take for granted.’

When she finished talking, the class was completely quiet. We all picked up our books and filed out of the room silently. That afternoon, I noticed more things on my way home from school than I had that whole semester. Every once in a while, I think of that teacher and remember what an impression she made on all of us and I try to appreciate all of those things that are sometimes overlooked. 

Today take notice of something special you see on your lunch hour. Go barefoot or walk on the beach at sunset. Stop off on the way home tonight to get a double dip ice cream cone. For as we get older, it is not the things we did that we often regret...its the things we didn't do that could have made all the difference in the world. 

THESE ARE THE THINGS I'M THANKFUL FOR


What I’m thankful for isn’t on a list. 
It only in my heart exists.

And time has helped me understand 
the things I can’t hold in my hand.

For those who came before my turn, 
from whom I gathered lessons learned.

Help light the path that lies ahead, 
I see each time I bow my head.

I am thankful for the Lord above.
His blessings of eternal love.

And a promise kept that there’s something more...
These are the things I’m thankful for.


YES, I WAS DRUGGED AS A CHILD



The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question,

"Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up? "

I replied: I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals.

I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.

I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.

I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profane four-letter word. I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad's fields.

I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop some firewood; and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.

Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and think.

They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place. (AUTHOR UNKNOWN)

WHO'S LEADING WHO?


We should never allow ourselves to believe that the Lord just accepts us as we are, that was never a part of the program. He has always asked us to change, to repent, to get better, and to overcome the things that cause us to sin. When we stop aligning our will with Heavenly Father, thinking that He will align His will with us, that's when we have lost our way. For we are not the appointed counsel to Father in Heaven, He is ours.

19 OF 21 CIVILIZATIONS HAVE FALLEN

An ominous warning was voiced by Laurence M. Gould, former president of Carleton College: 

"I do not believe the greatest threat to our future is from bombs or guided missiles. I don’t think our civilization will die that way. I think it will die when we no longer care."

Arnold Toynbee, a British economic historian, has pointed out that 19 of 21 civilizations have died from within and not by conquest from without. There were no bands playing and flags waving when these civilizations decayed. It happened slowly, in the quiet and the dark when no one was aware; people become apathetic, ignoring the truth, as the slow evil of decay surrounds them.

A lie doesn't become a truth, a wrong doesn't become a right and a evil doesn't become good, just because it's accepted by a majority. 

THE DEFINING RESULTS OF A GOOD LIFE


I remember clearly the deaths of three men. One was the richest man of the century, who, having clawed his way to wealth through the souls and bodies of men, spent many years trying to buy back the love he had forfeited and by that process performed great service to the world and, perhaps, had much more than balanced the evils of his rise. I was on a ship when he died. The news was posted on the bulletin board, and nearly everyone received the news with pleasure. Several said, "Thank God that son of a b.... is dead."
      There was a man, smart as Satan, who, lacking some perception of human dignity and knowing all too well every aspect of human weakness and wickedness, used his special knowledge to warp men, to buy men, to bribe and threaten and seduce until he found himself in a position of great power. He clothed his motives in the name of virtue, and I have wondered whether he knew that no gift will ever buy back a man's love when you have removed his self-love. A bribed man can only hate his briber. When this man died the nation rang with praise and, just beneath, with gladness that he was dead.
      There was a third man, who perhaps made many errors in performance, but whose effective life was devoted to making men brave and dignified and good in a time when they were poor and frightened and when ugly forces were loose in the world to utilize those fears. This man was hated by the few. When he died the people burst into tears in the streets and their minds wailed, "What can we do now? How can we go on without him?"
      In uncertainty I am certain that underneath their topmost layers of frailty men want to be good and want to be loved. Indeed, most of their vices are attempted short cuts to love. When a man comes to die, no matter what his talents and influence and genius, if he dies unloved his life must be a failure to him and his dying a cold horror. It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try to live that our death brings no pleasure to the world.
"Which man are you?" 
My favorite words from John Steinbeck's, East of Eden

THANKS TO MY CHILDREN

Today is Mother's Day and I want to take time to thank my children for making life so sweet. My children are my best friends and there's no one I'd rather spend time with than family. So, here's to the ones that made the difference in my life!

Thank you for your love and kindness, especially your examples of genuine care and concern for others.  Many times I have witnessed your willingness to assist strangers in need, without judgement or conditions; you inspire me with your generosity and I hope to grow up to be just like all of you!

Thanks for the "goofy sense of humor and practical jokes" that you have kept in perpetual motion!  I have enjoyed a lifetime of laughter and there's never a dull moment when we're together. The hilarious skits and talents you have shared over the years has given me a lifetime of cherished memories! My favorite is when each one of you kept changing the screen saver on my phone to your goofy selfies and writing across the screen, "MOM LOVES ME BEST!" I never knew who's picture would pop up next.  How in the world you got my phone without me knowing is still a mystery and yes you are right, I ALWAYS loved you best!

Thanks for the great food and believe it or not, the boys can out cook the girls. Sorry girls, but it's true. Your brothers bring it on every time.  Not that you aren't great cooks, cause you are, but they seem to be fearless!

Thanks for being wonderful parents and for teaching your children honesty and self respect. I guess all those times you were grounded and had to work your way out of the "dog house" has taught you the value and importance of choice and accountability.  Sweeeeeeet and passing it on to the second generation, no less!

Thanks for supporting a strong work ethic and for not being afraid to apply yourselves. You've always stood head and shoulders above mediocre and if I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times, "Quitters never win and winners never quit." Thanks for pushing yourselves; the picture of success is always much clearer at the top.

Thanks for calling and texting me everyday! There is nothing better for a mother than to get a messages from her child that says, "Where the heck are you??? I am trying to get ahold of you and you're not answering your phone, I am worried! Contact me right away."  Ha, I am just getting back at you for all those teenage years when I said the same things to you!

I laugh every time I think that during high school, some of you spent months plotting to get out of the house... and the rest of your lives trying to get back in!!! Guess I got the last laugh on that one!

I don't have words to express how much I love each one of you and I wouldn't change a thing. When you were younger, the tears in life built strength and wisdom, the struggles brought about loyalty and devotion, and the laughter just made it all worth it! Thanks again for the best run of my life!   I love each of you with all my heart.  Hugs and kisses, Mom

P.S. The best gifts you ever gave me were the grandchildren.  Couldn't be more proud of them!




 

EVERY LITTLE THING MATTERS

 Kindness is the universal language that brings us all together, and regardless of our nationality or language, everyone can feel its power. Kindness is about showing up in the live's of others for the greater good, and expecting nothing in return. A study by Rowland and Curry in 2019 found that people who performed acts of kings for seven days experienced greater happiness, and it created a tremendous ripple effect that inspired others to act the same. Showing kindness also increases gratitude; one small tree can produce a million match sticks providing light and warmth to many. 

A kind environment is the foundation for peace and harmony in the home and workplace. Kindness is intentional and it's created
                                                                    out of self-love, self-respect and self-esteem. Love and kindness 
                                                                    are two gifts that only increase in value when they are given 
                                                                    away.

Every creation in life has meaning and purpose. When climbing the ladder of success, we will pass by many people on the way up, but we will also pass those same people on the way down. Be kind and good to those around you, and you will find an abundance of love and kindness in return. No act of kindness, no matter how small is ever wasted, and the sweet secret of life is, "all that is worth doing, is that which we do for others." 

Kindness also accompanies gratitude. There is nothing more valued and respected than a heart filled with gratitude. Gratitude is a powerful virtue that can change darkness into light. Remember the Bees: Be good, Be kind, Be loving, Be humble and Be grateful, and you will always be BE-UTI-FUL.   Linda Sumner Urza, onefineday11.blogspot.com

TAKE 2 OF THESE & CALL ME IN THE MORNING


There seems to be a drug available today for every ailment imaginable, but maybe taking more medication is not always the answer. The dangerous side effects from drugs can often outweigh the consequence of the illness. Have you read any of the warning labels on prescription drugs lately?  Only a science fiction thriller could create a scenario more frightening than the effects these drugs have on the human body. 

Drug companies are constantly working to promote more drugs.  That's why they're in business, they only see dollar signs $$$, but are drugs the only solution?  There's detailed health information available at our finger tips on the internet. Do the home work!

We are constantly being bombarded by the media with drug "cure alls" and the commercials on depression and anxiety are relentless. I get depressed just watching them.  When I was a child, people were too busy for despair. We had chores, school, paper routes, band practice, and homework. Each family member carried their load and worked hard to make life better. We actually engaged in "a real life" because our parents taught us that the future of this country depended upon our success. 

I am not saying that all medications are bad, but I think it’s imperative to understand the side effects they induce, which in many cases are far worse than the illness.  
My how things have changed! I remember four things I worried about as a child: a stomach ache, the common cold, a sore throat and getting bit by Mrs. Greenstreet’s snotty nosed, rat haired dog!  The only time we were taken to the doctor was for a gapping flesh wound or when someone stopped breathing, and occasionally someone stopped breathing when they realized they had a gapping flesh wound.  
Mother's were creative and used band aides, ginger ale, cod liver oil, heating pads, ice packs and ace bandages.  The statistics for my generation rebounding without medical attention was greater than those who succumbed to a doctor's care (which meant, less people relied on a doctor and without incident).

Very few people went to the dentist. As a matter of fact, there was only one in the entire city and that was Doc Labine, who also doubled as the sports announcer.  Loose teeth were pulled by an older brother who tied a piece of string to the door knob and then slammed it with a certain amount of pleasure.  Occasionally a pair of pliers was used for a stubborn molar.  My mother used hot salt water to soak and cleanse our wounds, including a few drops to treat eye infections or clearing a stuffy nose.  A trip to the doctor was very rare and it had to be absolutely necessary; the fee was usually around $10.00. Today, with the high cost of health care, the only doctors we can afford to see are the ones on TV.   

I have listed a few random side effects from the most common drugs on the market today.  Secure yourself, its not a pretty picture. Inflammation of the stomach, loss of sight, temporary loss of breathing, insomnia, diarrhea, pain in extremities, difficulty swallowing, ulcerated stomach or esophagus, trouble concentrating, loss of memory and dry mouth.  Take a deep breath, it gets worse.  Swollen tongue, kidney problemsliver problems, trouble emptying your bladder, chest pain, seizure, muscle weaknessswollen glands, confusion, excessive bleeding or bruising and the worst imaginable side effect ever is that of anal seepage.  WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, stop right there!  Anal seepage?  No thank you!

There are three drugs that increase the warnings listed above. They were treatments for arthritis, psoriasis, and a virus vaccine for children. Nothing too serious, right?  Hummmm, I don’t know about you, but I'll take all three conditions at the SAME TIME, before I want to experience any of these side effect. For me, its a no brainer!

Here are some simple remedies for the most common complaints:  
Insomnia: If you can’t sleep at night, maybe 5 cups of coffee and 6 caffeine drinks a day are not the best options for you, try switching to a sip of common sense.  Maybe you could ask your spouse to explain their job responsibilities, you’ll find yourself asleep in no time. Another recommendation is to read the scriptures, you'll drift into a peaceful slumber and be blessed for having done so. 

Stiffness and joint pain: Check out the birthdate on your drivers license, you may just be old and decrepit.  Then try walking for a change, it increases endorphin levels, raises the amount of oxygen in the bloodstream, burns calories and provides a healthy dose of vitamin D.  Honestly, its much better to gaze into the open sky than to sit around staring at your dusty feet.  

Anxiety: Get up, get out and get busy. Anxiety is brought on by a chemical change that occurs in the body, usually induced by stress. The best way to eliminate anxiety is to do something kind for someone else (lose yourself in the service of others). It will lift your spirit and their's as well. 

Depression: Nordstrom, Macys, and TJmaxx! Take a trip to your favorite store, it's cheaper than seeing a therapist and you'll have something glamorous to hang in your closet!  Also, the lack of proper nutrition and trace minerals can render a person helpless.  Get plenty of rest, good nutrition, and remember that vitamins and trace minerals are essential. Also, develop an exercise routine, get off your tush. Strive to eliminate the negative influences in your life. You may need to choose new friends or keep the negative family members at a distance.  

Constipation: Open all your bills at once, that should do it!  If that doesn't work, drink more water and increase your fiber intake. Soluble and insoluble fiber are the keys to a healthy intestine.  No hemorrhoids here!

Head aches: Take two Twinkies and call me in the morning.  Seriously, most headaches are caused from dehydration. Drink plenty of water and stay away from people who are a pain in the you know what! 


Remember, LAUGHING is the best medicine in the world.  Surround yourself with people who love life and laughter, they are the antidote for misery.  

By Linda Sunmer Urza written for: onefineday11.blogspot.com