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I’m not much of one to rant, though I’d like to share an experience I had today. I had a conversation with someone that left me feeling sad and ashamed of what I see that we as a society have become.¬†Whatever happened to courtesy, respect and just being kind?

This person was pretty beaten down by all of the rude and obnoxious behavior that has taken place this election year, and expressing how tiring and frustrating it is to deal with people who want to cast blame, force opinions and vent.  Though I understand everyone has different motives, I do agree.

There is such a big difference between standing firm in your convictions and trying to harass and intimidate others into believing the same things that you do. What many complain has happened in Christianity through judgmental, holier than others, and superior to all behavior has now crept into the rest of the world. Some would say the world brought it to the church, but I don’t think so. I think it came with mutual consent. We think that because we have been given a podium and a microphone through technology like email, social media, and video recording that it means that everyone out there not only wants to but NEEDS to hear our every thought and opinion. And then if they have the nerve to disagree, by golly we are going to set them straight, because all men are created equal, not individual. How crass, and how arrogant. Simply rude.

I’m an old-fashioned girl, I guess, because I still believe strongly in thinking the best of others and as my husband would say, loving them for who they are even if I don’t like who they are. In other words, it’s my duty in life to love all of mankind, though I am not required to agree with every thought, every bent and every mindset. I am free to choose what I believe, so why should I try to force others and take that freedom from them? I can hope to express my thoughts in such a way that perhaps others might see wisdom or rationality in my values, and then perhaps I can learn from the wisdom and rationality in some of theirs. We may even meet in the middle regarding some topics. But if we don’t, I am going to choose to be kind anyway. It makes life so much simpler than having to be angry at and hate everyone, raising ire and blood pressure and stress in my life, creating chaos and war with family and friends alike.

I miss the days when people used discretion, held their tongue, waiting for the right time and the right place to discuss issues with others, and for the sake of decency and civility, chose words like, “I disagree because”, “I understand, but what if” and “do you think”. I miss laughing at our shortcomings, telling stories and jokes, and having fun in the simplest of ways. I miss songs like, “We Are the World” and “I’m Proud to be an American”. I miss sitting on the front steps with your neighbors and watching the neighborhood kids at play. I miss honor and integrity. I miss love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness and self control. I miss nice.

Be nice. Behave. Please.





It may be because I’m a small town girl, but I wonder sometimes when people began to be so callous with each other and what happened to courtesy and kindness. Television sitcoms and “reality” shows seem to prove that conversation has become all about one-upmanship, flinging smart remarks back and forth, and ridiculing others. I’m so grateful to have friends who build each other up and encourage one another. It’s refreshing to be able to give and receive a breath of life through an encouraging word. Everyone needs inspiration now and again. We all need to be reminded that we’re doing well, that we will survive whatever we may be going through, and that we can laugh at ourselves and with each other often because it brings healing. My husband won’t leave a checkout line until the clerk is laughing. I experiment with what happens when I am the only person in a checkout line or a group of people with a smile on my face. How long will it take before I can get someone else to smile? I want to say thank you to all of you who keep me on the upside in life and I pray that when I cross your path I may bring a smile to you as well.


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My name is Ann, but my dad called me Grace, quite likely due to my complete lack of coordination. I remember fondly all of the times he would chuckle and say, “Way to go, Grace!” We would laugh together and the amazing feats I was able to perform with seemingly no effort at all. He told me that out of all the people he knew in his life that would fall down a flight of stairs, I was the only one who would go down three and over the side. This is something I literally did so many times in our basement stairwell that my dad had to build walls around the side of the stairs. I got a black eye racing my older brother through the house one night because I tripped and flew into the corner of the couch. I knocked my younger sister cold with a softball bat during backyard batting practice. She walked up behind me as I swung the bat and suddenly my swing was cut short. I cried harder than she did until my parents convinced me I didn’t really kill her. I’ve gone sailing – over the handlebars of a bicycle, diving – concussion when I hit the bottom of the pool, and blew up a stove trying to light the pilot light. I could share a lifetime of stories that would leave you laughing or truly amazed. To have experienced the things I have in my life and still be here to share them, I can only attest to the proverb: “There but for the grace of God, go I.” (Allegedly taken from a mid-sixteenth century statement made by John Bradford. It speaks of the recognition that others’ misfortune could be one’s own, if it weren’t for the blessing/kindness bestowed by the Divine. Man’s fate is in God’s hands; more generally, our fate is not entirely in our own hands.) I must acknowledge the role that God’s grace has played in my life. I am truly grateful.