They led Him to Pilate’s bar… but He never said a mumblin’ word…
They all cried “Crucify!”… But He never said a mumblin’ word…
We nailed Him onto a tree… But He never said a mumblin’ word…
They did ME wrong… and I moaned about it to my wife, on Twitter, on Facebook and my blog.
This photo continues to make me smile.
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Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children. The cost of one modern heavy bomber is this: a modern brick school in more than 30 cities. It is two electric power plants, each serving a town of 60,000 population. It is two fine, fully equipped hospitals. It is some fifty miles of concrete pavement. We pay for a single fighter plane with a half million bushels of wheat. We pay for a single destroyer with new homes that could have housed more than 8,000 people. This is, I repeat, the best way of life to be found on the road the world has been taking. This is not a way of life at all, in any true sense. Under the cloud of threatening war, it is humanity hanging from a cross of iron. […] Is there no other way the world may live?
(Via Harpers.org | HT Steve Burleson)
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After my boys shared some Christmas wishes with you yesterday — I had to be sure and share some of my own.
Thanks so much to each and everyone of you who take part in the community here on my blog and via the Insurgency of Love. Your comments, feedback and responses make it all worth while.
I hope that in some way you’ve been challenged, blessed or provoked in some way through my writing in 2010 and I’ve done more than just simply add to the noise.
Here’s to a very merry Christmas and a wonderful 2011.
My boys have been getting in the Christmas spirit this month by helping decorate the Christmas tree…
Chillin under the glow of the Christmas tree…
Continue reading Merry Christmas from our boys
I’ve never had too many dealings with doctors and health insurance.
The last few years I’ve done my annual checkup/physical every December and I may go see the doctor to get a prescription for a cold or something similar.
And I’ve had several times where I was told by a dentist or doctor’s office that a procedure would be “covered” by my insurance, only to find out later that I would be paying out of pocket for the majority of the cost.
But with the boys, I’m seeing a whole ‘nother side of the health care system.
Continue reading Our health care system is whack