Love God Love Neighbor
LOVE GOD
LOVE NEIGHBOR
When Beverly and I were teammates at Holy Nativity Episcopal School, a joyful early event of each school year was our first kindergarten chapel together in the sanctuary at Holy Nativity Episcopal Church.
Good morning, boys and girls!
Good morning, Mrs. McDaniel!!
Good morning, girls and boys!
Good morning, Father Tom!!
One year, with the Summary of the Law in mind, Beverly asked them about our two rules at Holy Nativity. Hands shot up, Beverly pointed to a child.
“NO BITING.”
She pointed to another child.
“DON’T THROW SAND.”
Stretch, how to respond to North Korea’s almost comic suicidal threat of a preemptive nuclear strike against the United States. From here it’s like a squirrel in the oak tree chattering at Malinda’s cat sleeping in a sunshine spot in the yard below.
No, it’s not really, because the squirrel has no capability against the cat. It’s more like a bluejay with its obnoxious, scolding, screaming, angry sound sweeping in to peck the sleeping cat sharply. Leaping in surprise and pain, the cat runs off, or finds another place to nap. But we’re not going to run or hide.
We’re not going to nuclear strike North Korea either. Has anyone seen the pictures of their children? They are indistinguishable from our children. No sane or moral nation has children for enemies. Pol Pot, Stalin and Hitler, Middle Eastern extremists of all elements. It isn’t that we are above that, Lieutenant Calley and Captain Medina proved otherwise; it’s that we have to be, or we deserve to fall.
And we have to have good sense, because even a surgical strike on DPRK leadership could pit us against China, not good. Not to mention, back to children, that their current leadership probably sleeps in a crib. Which makes for an easy peace. A dribbler himself, Barak could take the little fellow to the White House gym for some pickup basketball, then to NASCAR. Get a video of him driving up and climbing out of Jeff Gordon’s car. Then send him home with a Chevy SS.
And his own little helmet and racing suit.
Peace in Our Time.
Love Neighbor.
Peace in Our Time.
Love Neighbor.
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