I have always thought that angels wore halos and wings of white,
But now I find they wear hard hats and black coats with yellow stripes.
And angels, in my mind, wore long flowing gowns of white
But now I see dark pants and shirts and badges shining bright.
And angels always floated with bare feet above the ground,
Not true! For they wear steel toed boots and go where death is found.
Not all angels have smooth hands that look like porcelain,
Some angels have torn gloves and cuts and burns upon their skin.
And while I thought all angels glowed from Heaven’s light,
I see an angel cutting steel, his torch is shining bright.
And while these earthly angels passed buckets of debris,
The angels up in Heaven looked down on bended knee.
So while the smoke continued to rise into the sky,
I watched the rescue workers weep,
I've seen the angels cry.
To strip soul of all pretense,
To hold each day in reverence,
To keep the head and heart apace,
To make this world a worthwhile place,
To share my bread with those in need,
To tolerate a neighbor’s creed,
To keep a stride without a strut,
To make a home in manse or hut,
To have the grit to grin at loss,
To master life and be its boss!
Give me a good digestion Lord and also something to digest. Give me a healthy body Lord, with a sense to keep it at its best. Give me a healthy mind, good Lord, to keep the good and pure in sight which seeing sin is not appalled, but finds a way to set it right. Give me a mind that is not bored, that does not whimper, whine or sigh. Don’t let me worry overmuch about the fussy thing called I. Give me a sense of humor, Lord, give me the grace to see a joke. To get some happiness from life, and pass it on to other folk.
Found in Chester Cathedral
The years have taught me many things
But none so sure as this:
That shelter, solace, joy and strength
Are always where God is.
So now when hope and courage fail,
And only fear is strong.
My heart will sing as in the past
An unforgotten song.
God is my refuge and my strength
I will not be afraid,
And though the night be wild and dark
I’ll meet it undismayed..
Christianity-In everything do to others as you would have them do to you: for this is the law and the prophets (Matthew 7:12)
Whoever says, “I am in the light,” while hating a brother or sister is still in the darkness. I John 2:9
Judaism-What is hateful to you do not to your fellowman. This is the entire law; all the rest is commentary. (Talmud, Shabbat 3id)
Why do you see the speck in your neighbor’s eye, but do not notice the log in your own eye? Luke 6:41
Islam-No one of you is a believer until he desires for his brother that which he desires for himself. (Sunnah)...
You shall love your neighbor as yourself. Leviticus 19:18
Buddhism-Hurt not others in ways that you yourself would find hurtful. (Udana-Varga 5;18)
Live in harmony with one another. Romans 12:16
Hinduism-This is the sum of duty; do naught unto others which would cause you pain if done to you. (Mahabharata 5: 1517)
The constitution is not an
instrument for the government to
restrain people, It is the instrument
for the people to restrain the
government, lest it come to
dominate our lives and interests.
It is time to wake up America.
“And can the liberties of a nation be thought secure when we have removed their only firm basis, a conviction on the minds of the people that these liberties are the gift of God?
That they are not to be violated but with his wrath? Indeed I tremble for my country when I reflect that God is just; that His justice cannot sleep forever.”
“I have sworn upon the altar of God eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over the minds of man.”
During the day, the streets of Philadelphia were crowded with people anxious to learn the decision. In the steeple of the old State House was a bell on which, a happy coincidence, was inscribed: “Proclaim liberty throughout all the land unto all the inhabitants thereof.” In the morning, when Congress assembled, the bell-ringer went to his post, having placed his boy below to announce when the Declaration was adopted, that his bell might be the first to peal forth the glad tidings. Long he waited while the deliberations went on. Impatiently, the old man shook his head and repeated:
“They will never do it! “They will never do it!”
Suddenly he heard his boy clapping his hands and shouting:
Grasping the iron tongue, he swung it to and fro, proclaiming the glad news of liberty, to all the land. The crowded streets caught up the sound. Every steeple reechoed it, and all that night, by shouts and illuminations, and the booming of cannon, the people declared their joy!