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  1. Linn says:

    I remember how sad I felt the day Nixon resigned. I knew he had done illegal things, but my whole trust in elected officials had been greatly shaken. And life went on. Our institutions were stronger than I thought, and God stronger yet.

    I continue to pray that the church at large will understand that it needs to focus on its relationship with God, not Trump and the GOP. It may be wishful thinking, but last I checked, God still answers prayers.

    I pray your mom’s and your own move go well.

  2. Michael says:

    Thank you, Linn.

    I think when Nixon resigned we all felt the sobriety of the matter…sobriety is no longer one of our public virtues…

  3. Captain Kevin says:

    Indeed, today has enough trouble of its own. I don’t think I’m very good at redeeming the time.

    Liam is smart. Brush away, Michael.

  4. Pineapple Head says:

    Totally agree and appreciate this post.

  5. Muff Potter says:

    Our Nation is strong.
    She is tough.
    She’s been through far worse than this.
    She will endure.

  6. Idahoan says:

    Linn, There’s a song about that, “Editorial” by Paul Davis… I probably hadn’t heard it in nearly 50 years, until now, but it stuck with me and I thought of it often.
    “ Nixon’s gone and lost his throne
    Are we so righteous while he is so wrong?
    Elephants dying while donkeys are thriving
    Biblical prophecies are coming true
    The Internal Revenue has taken my revenue
    Can I come stay with you a week or two?

    Why are we growing so old so fast?
    Selling our souls for a tank of gas
    The world keeps enlarging
    and babies are starving
    While we trade our food stamps
    for an ounce of dope
    Look at the refugees
    They’re all down on their knees
    Praying to God for an ounce of hope

    How can we stand on our own two feet?
    Nuclear power has made us weak
    Can we start living for what it’s worth?
    Handshakes in space don’t mean peace on Earth
    The song of the world to be
    has run out of melody
    Can you come pray with me a week or two?”

  7. Lynne says:

    Hang in there, Michael.

    I had no other choice but to move mom into assisted living (due to memory loss). It’s a tough row to hoe, and can be so lonely. More than likely you’re running on fumes, not eating well, and sleeping even worse.

    Try your best to find little nuggets of peace each day where you can. Under stress, our bodies use up resources quickly and stress hormones (cortisol) take their toll quickly. Take your vitamins–multivitamin, b12, magnesium, and vitamin D. Take with food (some vitamins with not be absorbed without fat in the stomach and or intestines).

    Best to you. I know mom is on the other side keeping watch and still praying for us all.

  8. Michael says:


    Good to see you…yes, I’m running on fumes, but I think I’ve been doing so for the last twenty years.

    I was thinking about your mom…probably while you were writing this…I do believe she’s keeping watch and praying. I swear I could feel that …

    She is missed…some people leave a large void when they depart.

  9. Alex says:

    My own application is that I now live in a smaller world than ever before, a personal world of dealing with those people and things set right before me. It has been so for nearly 10 years now, 7 caretaking an ill family member, and now 2 years recovering from that intense caretaking while taking care of a 10 year old grandchild whom I am now raising.

    I used to operate on a much larger scale, perhaps even a grand scale. I had a known name and a known face. Looking back, I did some good, yes.

    But what I have done in these last 10 years, working within my oh-so-small scale, is heart work, holy work, God’s work. It is the hardest work I’ve ever done. I sometimes have hated it, to be truthful, and argued with God about it. But when I quiet down, I know the truth.

    It is sometimes hard to be doing God’s work, holy work, in small unnoticed (and often unappreciated) ways. My consolation is that I can feel my own heart more delicately, more refined, than ever before. And I know Jesus, and this love he spoke about, in ways that I have never known before. And I am convinced that God notices me and my efforts.

    I look forward to when you are at home in your new home, Michael, with your books, your cat, your chosen family. I am praying for you and with you.

  10. Michael says:


    Thank you for all of that…I needed a dash of awesome tonight.

    You delivered.

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