A bun, a patty of ground beef, cheese, onion, and other items of the delight of the personal taste. Cheeseburger as it is called. Some say it is bad for you, others as I love them. So am I good or bad because of what I eat? Some say I (they) do not eat animals. I can respect that, plants are life as well, do they eat vegetables? We have a food chain described for us by people of knowledge. We choose our foods as does the carnivorous animals.
A food, good or bad is what we make it and how we feel about it is personal.
I stand out front in the guard of my life and for those that I serve. I honor my country with my service and will gladly go the limit to protect those I serve from oppression and the rescinding of the freedoms bestowed upon us by GOD not man. I am a soldier, a sailor, a Marine, and a fighting man. I serve my GOD, my Country, and the people.
I stand out front.
A man in the Government trying to do good things for his country but is confronted daily by the opposition. He receives labels by many which disrespect the Government of which they are a part of. Many of us have lived in various governments that do not care about the population nor the country, but for themselves only. Oppose them and face death or prison, basically the same. Government by greed and not the people. Labels are disrespecting to anyone, not just those that are in office.
A man in the Government does not deserve disrespect if he is doing right for his country.
I ask, and I am guilty of this, where is our story? Is it Facebook? Is it Twitter? or Is it a blog that we write events, stories, and other facts of our lives which may be covered in some way to hide from others? I confess I am an open book on all three, but not so much now as I was before the world of blog. We do this why? I do this because I do not know the people of the world. If I am talking face to face to someone that I know then my true story is covered or closed. To the world I am unknown. That is where my story is found and is in truth.
Where is our story.
As we sit around thinking of yesteryear and pondering today’s events, we know not of tomorrow. We call tomorrow a vision because we do not know anything about tomorrow or what it might bring. Today up to now, we do know. Yesteryear’s events, we do know if and only if our memory is blessed with the ability to recall events of then.
An omen to my thinking as above is never put off till tomorrow or any part of the future if you can do it now. To do it now, it will be done. To do it later, it may never be done and most likely postponed again to the future of totally forgotten. So I suggest that we all consider that tomorrow is a vision.