A Day To Remember

There are days and there are days. This day, though, Friday, June 26, 2015, is somewhere beyond a special day.

The Supreme Court decision for equality in marriage and human rights was so very good. Never have I held that rights should be based upon race or religion or class. Nope. Have shared before and believe it fully that sexual orientation is not a decision; it is a discovery. Even more have believed that employment benefits or housing or medical insurance should be available to everyone, without any hesitance.

With the Supreme Court decision I listened to President Obama’s eulogy in Charleston. It was filled with power and prophecy. Don’t have any authority on this and no one will ask me, but his speech should be heard by every single person in our country. I believe that fervently. Particularly appreciated when he said that grace is not earned or deserved. But what matters is what we do with it. What we do with ‘amazing grace’ is a great theme which asks us to answer in the words we speak and the steps we take. And more. To paraphrase, the time has come to quit talking. The time has come for us to see that toward which we have been blind.

Have mentioned the David Brooks’ book, “The Road To Character.” Dynamic and perceptive. He makes a formidable point in stating that the leaders the day World War II ended were “humble and grateful.” He compares to those today whose primary purpose is self-fulfillment that often only comes, at least in their “take” by being fully self-absorbed. Although they’d never say it that way. Nope, would only say they’re on a path called “self-development.”

And I wonder. Not about us. Not about our children. Rather, wonder about the grandchildren…what will they learn from us? Will they learn that none of us is entitled? Rather, we each are gifted life and God’s blessings? And. To live with love and for others…oh, so much more valued…than to see how many selfies we can load on Facebook…

Another wonder. When we ask, “How are you?” is it ever more than a social amenity? More pointed. Do we really care? So often what happens in dialogue is we consider how’d we handle a dilemma shared by another…and not even breathe on the inquiry of how they would consider resolution.

Yes. A great day today.

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About Mark H Miller

Diane and I live in Leander, Texas. This past June 17, 2015 I celebrated the 49th anniversary of my ordination. We returned to Texas after three years in Washington, during which I served as interim minister in Bellevue/Eastgate and Mercer Island. Am planning to begin a 5th novel that will have my protagonist, Tricia Gleason, serve a year in licensed ministry in Snoqualmie, Washington. The novel, "The Lemon Drop Didn't Melt," will find Tricia wrestling with ministry challenges. None of which more daunting than someone wanting her breathing to stop. All the published novels are available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle under Mark Henry Miller. A primary goal in our return to Texas is to make sure grandchildren get lots of attention--here and in Chicago and Washington, D.C. Traveling is definitely an activity that will not slow down. With that, of course, fishing will happen. To that the t-shirt is apt, "I fish; therefore I am." In addition to novels, the book of Blogs, "Voice Of My Heart," is also available on Amazon.
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