Archive for November, 2012


November 9, 2012

Oh, we’ve got problems, haven’t we? Bills not paid and no money to pay them. Kids need new shoes and we don’t know where we’ll bet the money to buy them. We are short of food and gasoline and other necessities. We see damage to our coastal cities and many storms lie ahead of us. Our jobs are threatened. Our house may be taken from us. And the beat goes on!

With all of this weighing heavily on our mind and hearts, we’re sometimes tempted to give up- to throw in the towel – to admit defeat – to yield to the temptation to violate laws to help straighten these problems out. Everything seems so overwhelming.

Well, there is hope for all of us if we will do what many in the northeast are having to do right now – we need to ‘ . . pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and start all over again!’.

So many messages will help us do just that and I suspect many of these messages will come to us via the poets and the musicians. Consider this from a poet:

“I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul”

Or consider this from the musical, ‘Annie’:

The sun’ll come out
Bet your bottom dollar
That tomorrow
There’ll be sun!
Just thinkin’ about
Clears away the cobwebs,
And the sorrow
‘Til there’s none!
When I’m stuck a day
That’s gray,
And lonely,
I just stick out my chin
And Grin,
And Say,
The sun’ll come out
So ya gotta hang on
‘Til tomorrow
Come what may
I love ya
You’re always
A day
A way!