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LET’s JUST TRY THIS !!!!!

Alright folks, here it comes. This is going to be the “COMMON SENSE” of “COMMON SENSE”.  Like the title says, “Let’s just try this”, and let’s just try this for 30 days.  There are “TEN” rules that were passed down on tablets years ago that you should live your life by just as they require.  Maybe require is to harsh a word; but, for the sake of argument, let’s just use it or you can interject your own word.  These “TEN” are not a request but rather rules on how you should lead your life, day in and day out.  Stop for just a moment and think about how simple life would be if everyone simply lived by the “TEN”.  No stealing, no murder, in fact no crime at all and when something did happen which harmed another, the person at fault would just make it right.  We would love and respect one another and be proud that we could. We would do the right thing without someone applying force to make us comply.  There would be no need for police, judges or courts as there would be no crime or “law suits”.  We would “honor and obey” those which the “TEN” points out.  Really, the “TEN” are not that hard to follow.  We make life much harder than it has to be by not following the pattern set forth for us.

I know a lot of folks who must try to do the wrong things in life.  There is such turmoil in their life and they just “can’t see the forest for all the trees”.  The world seems to be upside down right now.  What, in the “old days”, was right and just is now all wrong and it seems as though we have raised a generation that really “does not know right from wrong”.  We as a society have failed.  We failed to teach them the correct way to live their lives and are now reaping the consequences of those teachings.  We failed to teach them the rewards of our labor and furnishing a warm and loving home in which they can mature.  We failed to teach them of honesty and are reaping the results in dishonest people and dealings.  We failed to teach them of honor and respect and see it everyday where they not only do not respect one another; but, they have no respect for themselves.  We have failed and now want to blame them because of their actions in the world; but, they are ignorant of “life’s lessons” because we failed to teach them the correct way to live.  Think about this and be honest with yourself.  Did you, or are you, furnishing a warm and safe home, have you spoken to them about how to live their life with “honor and respect”?  Have you led them toward the “light” or have you cast them out into a stormy sea toward the darkness?  It is never too late to start, so start today.  After all, it only makes “COMMON SENSE” to do so.

Now, here is the part where I would usually furnish you a list of the “TEN”; but, not today.  I remembered what I was taught as a young man.  My parents always said, “I could tell you and you would forget it. But, if I make you look it up, you will remember it for life”.  So, if you do not know the “TEN”, then go look them up. Then you will remember them for life.  I can and will tell you where to begin your search.  It is called “THE GOOD BOOK”, “THE BOOK OF LIFE” or “THE BIBLE”.  Once you find the “TEN”, be sure you pass on the information to your kids and loved ones.  And because you have already started by doing this research, I invite you to read the “BIBLE” as you will benefit from the study and the reading.  As I mentioned in a previous blog, I was shamed into reading it by a couple of young ladies and it has been a blessing.

Somewhere in there it speaks to how you should serve your employer as you would serve the “LORD”.  So take heed the next time you think about slacking on the job.  You made a deal with the boss when you accepted the job to give him “an hour’s work for an hour’s pay”.  As the old saying goes, “JUST DO IT”.  Any less is stealing; and after you do your research, you will understand and drop me a comment here on this blog.  After all, it only makes “COMMON SENSE” to do so.

“MY BROTHERS IN ARMS” !!!

“My brothers in arms” is a reference to the “brotherhood” that exist between all branches of the “ARMED SERVICES”: Army, Navy, Coastguard, Reserves, Air Force and Marines.  The “brotherhood” is real and is felt to differing degrees by all that have served this great nation.  I served six years and truly feel that I am better off today, as a man, because of that service.  It taught me a number of things, some being: self-respect, team work, loyalty and patriotism.  As all that know me personally will attest, I am very patriotic and it all streams from my time in the service and my respect for the flag.  I get tears in my eyes when the flag goes by or during the “National Anthem”.  I even got emotional during the recent Olympics when one of our people won “gold” and they played the “National Anthem”.  Laugh if you must, but it really does mean something special to me; and you might just get “my boot in your ass” if you laugh too long or too loud.

I have always said that all who “served”, no matter the branch, have this feeling and  I would really like to have some of you respond under the comments section.  Please, give me your take on how “patriotism” effects you.  It will be very interesting to see if I am correct. I think it only makes “COMMON SENSE” that those who served have more dedication to the country and her well-being.

I will tell you that I could not agree more with what you are to read in the following “Open Letter To The President”.  This soldier says it about as well as any I have heard, while all the time disclosing information that I have never heard about the President.  This man was elected without any real knowledge of “who he really is”!!!  I knew from the start that he had no real character; but he has shown me time and time again that as bad as I thought he was or might be; he is much worse.  Pay close attention as you read this soldier’s letter and I’m sure you will hear a thing or two that was never disclosed by the media during the vetting process.  I have not fact checked every word but believe it to be true; and if it is true, it sheds a lot of light on how he reacts today.

Senior Airman Brian Kolfage is a U.S. hero.  He is a triple-amputee veteran of the War in Iraq who has surpassed all odds and made the most incredible recovery of any veteran to ever survive his injuries.  He is a patriot – the kind of man you want your son to grow up to be.  This is his letter to Obama on President’s Day.

My Open Letter to Obama on Presidents’  Day.

I nearly died in a war that you and most of your colleagues supported overwhelmingly, including the two presidents who came before you. Many citizens may not agree with waging war in Iraq to free the oppressed Iraqi citizens, but it’s something that warriors like myself have zero control over. I joined to serve my country and to better my life. I’ve seen things that you could never imagine, and they have made me the person I am today.

Mr. Obama, even though we share extreme opposite views, we have one thing in common, we both attended school in Hawaii. However, that’s where the similarities end. You see, as you attended your exclusive, private school, I would ride my bike to Kaimuki High school in one of the roughest areas in Hawaii every morning and would ride past Punahou, the exclusive private school you attended. I would notice the Bentleys, Maserati’s, and fancy foreign cars that all the kids were dropped off in; wow it must have been extremely rough in Hawaii living that life, right? I could only imagine what it was like to have that kind of money. Fortunately for you, not many people are aware of the school and the upper class citizens who attended it. The tuition to attend your exclusive, private school was more than it cost me to obtain a Bachelor’s degree in Architecture from the University of Arizona. You talk a big game when it comes to financial inequality, yet I’m quite sure you have no idea what it’s truly like to have sacrifice. You were one of the elitist children in Hawaii.

After High School, we each chose very different paths. You were able to attend Ivy League schools, and I sought out a military career to in hopes of earning a degree. What we have in life as children usually sets the tone for what we will face later in life that will make us successful. I worked to get where I am today, and YOU WERE HANDED IT….Mr. Inequality.

I volunteered to go to Iraq on both of my deployments, and the second time I begged to go even after I wasn’t selected, which ultimately got me placed on the team where I would lose both legs and my dominant arm. I’ve never asked myself was losing 3 limbs in a war worth it, even though many Americans were against it.

I am frequently reminded of the many young Iraqi children who would beg me for water, food, and toys while I was stationed in Iraq. Children, who in all aspects made the poorest of poor American children look rich. You have no idea what it really means to be poor. It’s laughable that you, who would have no idea what it means to be poor would so frequently play the inequality card.

While I was in Iraq, our mission was to liberate the Iraqi citizens from a tyrant and that’s what we did. Never forget, it was your people who sent us there, like the Clintons, John Kerry, Nancy Pelosi & Carl Levin. However, since the day you busted onto the scene you’ve been talking about ending the war and pulling the troops out, not understanding the blood sweat and tears that so many Americans and Iraqi’s invested. And with complete disregard for every life sacrificed, every limb lost, and every broken family, you bailed on our mission to pursue an agenda that was completely centered on your re-election in 2012. If you didn’t bail on Iraq you were worried that you may not get re-elected and that’s a fact. Just before elections on Oct 11, 2012 you said “Al Qaeda is on the run and Osama bin Laden is dead.” Look at Iraq now, they are in shambles and the Al Qaeda flag is flying freely. Clearly, you’re unfit for duty as a Commander in Chief. You put your own agenda ahead of America’s agenda, and now you have single handedly ruined and destroyed nearly everything we gained in Iraq. It clearly means nothing to you, because the only thing that you’ve personally invested in that country was a promise to bail on them. However, people like me gave limbs, friends have died, and we’ve watched families destroyed by war’s aftermath.

I’m not placing blame on you for the war, I’m placing blame on you for destroying what we’ve worked so hard to build. You’re not a leader, you’re a community organizer. A leader would have stood up regardless of the situation and put America’s agenda first and that is ensuring a secure Iraq even after 10 years of war. But, you placed Barack first, just as Robert Gates confirmed in his new book. I can’t help but think of those poor kids who I gave water and toys to 11 years ago. They’re probably 15 or 16 years old now, and I can only imagine what it’s like for them to have their nation being torn apart yet again; all because of your poor leadership qualities. Regardless of why we went to Iraq, its water under the bridge. We went there, we waged war, and we not only owed it to our KIA’s but we owed it to the citizens of Iraq. We invaded their country and turned it upside down, and you bailed on them. You bailed on our soldiers and you’ve wasted every death and every limb, it’s all for nothing. And to make matters worse you blame others for your failures

You’re just another elitist rich thug who’s pretended to live the rough life growing up in the inner-city. You’re only worried about your own agenda and furthering your party instead of taking care of Americans. Your inability to be a leader at some of the most critical points has caused both of our wars to fail. You’ve been a joke to most of our veteran community and we have no faith in your ability to lead.

Senior Airman Ret Brian Kolfage USAF

Did you catch the part about the “private school”?  Isn’t it strange that this President went to a private, elite school but resists “school vouchers” for the “under privileged” children of today?  Damn near all the blacks fell all over themselves to vote for this “community organizer” never realizing how he felt about them.  He is an elitist; and he was and is saying to the black community that he is black but that you are just “niggers” and do not deserve a chance at a first class education.  This term does not just refer to the blacks but to all the “under privileged”!  This is not only racial discrimination, but class discrimination as well.  We as a nation need for all our children  to get the best education possible so that they develop into first-rate citizens.  This education need not be void of “spiritual education” and knowledge of “GOD ALMIGHTY” and the sacrifices he made to make you whole. It must also include education in “morals and ethics” backed by scripture and the “TEN COMMANDMENTS”.  It only makes “COMMON SENSE” that you need reading, writing and arithmetic  along with spiritual guidance as well.

WHO HE IS !!!

Hey folks, I know I write a lot about politics as it is of real interest to me and because they just make it too easy.  I have decided to change pace a little and include a piece that I authored  several years ago.  This piece was written in response to a sermon delivered by my pastor at the time, Dr. Mike Miller.  Dr. Mike was having to go before the state Presbyterian board or committee for qualification purposes, I think, and “Who Is He?” was the question posed to each candidate.  As he was preparing, he realized it would be a great sermon or question to pose to the congregation.  I know he thought I was not listening; but I was, and it really got me to thinking, thus my response.

For all who know me personally and are aware,  I have always been a hunting/fishing fanatic. I think it comes from the years I spent living with my Grandma on the Texas gulf coast each summer.  I slept on a screened front porch and hunted and fished every day.  I would wake up each morning as the sun came up to a breakfast of two pieces of toast, with peach jelly and a glass of cold milk on the table, prepared by my Granddad.  As soon as I ate, he would take my Grandma and I down to the bridge over the bay and I would spend the day fishing and running the bay’s edge hunting bait.  Made pretty good money selling bait to the tourist.  Maybe that is where I developed my selling skills and work ethic.  It is also probably what developed my love of a nap after lunch.  You see, Granddad would bring us lunch each day and then I’d take a nap on the cot he set up under the bridge.  If you have never slept under the shade of a bridge with the cool bay breeze over you, then you have not enjoyed all of God’s creations. (I know I got to rambling, but it will explain some of my “Who He Is”.)

The following, as stated previously, is in response to a sermon to show that sermons really do carry a message. This piece has never been published and was recently found during a “fall cleaning”. The old saying, “listen and learn”, might apply here and makes good “COMMON SENSE”.

September 20

Dear Mike,

I know I will never go before the committee, but I felt compelled to think about “Who Is He?” and these few thoughts came to the forefront.

He Is
– The beauty of an early morning sunrise as well as the serenity of a foggy morn.
– The agility of a wren hopping from branch to branch as I sit motionless on a stand.
– The softness of the bunny crossing my legs as I sit and watch and listen for Ole Tom Turkey at dawn.
– The crackle of grass under foot in a high meadow on a frosty morn.
– The symphony of sound from the gobble of mature birds throughout the hollows in the Ozarks.
– The fluid motion and abrupt stop of a pointer working a meadow and finding scent.
– The rippling of taut muscles in a retriever as it flies through the air to enter the water for a grand retrieve.
– The love and devotion of our animals who strive to please.
– The gracefulness of a deer as it clears a fence to enter an oat patch.
The diamond like glistening of the sunlight off a magnificent buck in a clearing.
– The beauty and grace when a flock of ducks set their wings to decoy.
– The ripple on the mirrored pond as a bass feeds at daylight.
– The serenity of the Laguna Madre at daylight on a calm morning.
– The furiousness of a trout exploding on a top-water bait.
– The warmth of a Lab’s tongue as he licks his master’s hand on a cool fall morning in a duck blind.
– The rush of feather, air, and color when a pheasant takes to the air.
– The crispness of that same pheasant’s cackle as he flushes.
– The call of the Bobwhite at the far distant end of a meadow.
– The call of the morning dove soft across the hills.
– The crow of the rooster, beaconing each morning.
– The excitement of the young pup at the sight of his master.

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He Is
– The tenderness of a mother’s love.
– The sternness of the father’s hand.
– The sweetness of a daughter’s goodnight kiss.
– The total love and support of the family.
– The fellowship of friends and congregation.
– The knowledge of the elderly.
– The smile of the stranger on the corner.
– The laughter of children at play.
– The clear ring of church bells ringing out on a Sunday morning.
– The sweet smell of flowers in the spring.
– The renewed hope that comes with the greening in the spring.
– The harmony of a small country church as they belt out a hymn.
– The sorrow at the loss of loved one or friend.
– The worth of a hand shake when someone says, “How are you, dude?”
– The inspiration to examine “Who He Is?” from a recent sermon.
And last, but not least: The love of a good wife.

As you can tell, I saved the best for last, as is usually the case. Hopefully, this will help to inspire you, as your sermons are not going to waste.

Hopefully, this piece will inspire you to examine your own life to find joy in all God’s blessings which have been bestowed upon you.  As you might garner from the piece, my life has been blessed and touched by the hand of God.  He has kept me here on this earth even through open heart surgery; and hopefully, I can fulfill what he wants me to accomplish as it only makes “COMMON SENSE” to do so

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MY FATHER AND MY BLOG

Only a few of you who know me personally know that I was raised by my “MOM”, a strong Christian woman.  My dad was absent; but, she did a great job of trying to keep me on the straight and narrow.  I really do not know who to credit or blame for my writing of this blog, but my “Father” had a lot to do with what little ability I have for the writing of this blog.  I would like to give credit where credit is due– so I’ll take a stab at it.

My “Father” was and still is instrumental in my having a back bone and being able to stand up to adversity.  He always taught me to think for myself and to believe in “Truth and Justice”.  I guess that is where some of my attitude comes from about this blog.  He taught me that “the truth will set you free” and now I write about “the truth” on a regular basis.  He taught me that “hard work would pay dividends” and it has proven to be true. He taught me rules to follow  through out life that would always lead me in the right direction.  The  knowledge he passed to me has helped in my relationship with my wife of 38 years.  He has taken the time in the past to show me how to befriend people and to respect their friendship.  He also taught me that if I or my family faced danger, that I was to “strike out with a mighty right hand and sword”; all the while, knowing when to turn the other cheek for lesser offenses. He taught me not to chase the dollar but to put forth effort and to recognize and accept opportunity and to benefit from it when “it comes knocking at your door”. He taught me to believe in myself and to have the confidence and conviction in my beliefs to withstand the “naysayers”.  He taught me the “joy of giving” and the benefits that are derived from the helping of others.  I could go on about many more things he has taught me; but, I think you get the picture.  Now that you know of some of “His” teachings of me, I would like to tell you a little about “Him”. Hopefully, you will find the following to be enlightening.

He was born into a small family many years ago.  The family was not rich by any standards.  He grew up to be a carpenter by trade.  He was not a highly educated man by today’s standards but possessed a wealth of knowledge.  He was an articulate man and was not bashful about speaking to groups of people.  He had an “air” about him and could get people to not only listen but to follow his words. He spent a lot of time in fishing villages, so maybe that is where I got my love of fishing.  He was a simple man with little in worldly possessions but rich in character and was really into morals and ethics.  He lived his life and went out as he came into this world–with honor.  Although I write a lot, he was more of a speaker of truth than a writer of truth.  Although he wrote and can be credited with some very profound statements, he was an orator not a writer.  He was written of in many “books” and was quoted in many “books” but was not given credit to writing books himself.  It has always amazed me that a man with so much to say did not write more than he did during his time here on earth.  Although I never got to hear not even one of his speeches, I have read accounts of all of them in the “books” of which I spoke earlier.  He was an appreciative man and gave credit for his success to his “Father” just as I give credit to my “Father” for my success.  He had a small group of close friends with which he “broke bread” and sipped wine.

Like I said before, he was not a writer, but he was written about in many books.  He appeared as the main character in one book.  If you haven’t figured out the plot to this story, let me explain it for you.  The book in which he was the main character is the “BIBLE” and “HE” is “OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN”.  If you have not read it, please accept this invitation to do so.  You see I did not get an invitation, but was shamed into reading it when I discovered that my daughter and her friend had read it from cover to cover when they were eighteen years old.  I got busy and am glad I did.  The “book” is full of “COMMON SENSE”. So, it only makes “COMMON SENSE” that it should be read by all.  And by the way, when I mentioned He taught me rules to live by; those rules for life are “THE TEN COMMANDMENTS” and they really are “COMMON SENSE” rules for life.

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