Rosa Parks did not yell and scream. She did not have a mob behind her yelling and screaming about her rights as a woman and as a human being. Rosa Parks sat on a bus and refused to move. Hers is just one example of demonstrating power. As a woman and as a human being. We could all learn from her example.
As our social media activity increases we become more and more anti-social. The harder we try to be heard the more difficult it becomes. The more we want to be seen, the less we are noticed.
What I want to say to those who keep posting on Facebook and other social media about their sadness and resentment is this: Grow the hell up. Life’s not fair. You don’t always get what you want. Get over it and move on and toughen up. Because if you’ve still got your panties in a wad over an election that wasn’t even close, you have a tough future ahead of you.
“From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked” (Luke 12:48). This past week I’ve received two messages from friends of friends looking for donations to fund medical expenses. Both of these direly…
“Support polygamy. More available guys for the rest of us.” That’s a Tweet I didn’t post. Couldn’t get the wording quite right. I thought it was funny. My daughter was appalled. I said, “Look at it this way: if some guy marries four women, that takes them out of the…
Her name was Marie. We were in first grade at a Catholic School in a small Midwestern town. It doesn’t matter where we were or how old we were. My classmates and I were bullies. We weren’t just mean we were cruel. I wasn’t friends with Marie, but I’ve never…
There’s no such thing as happily married. There. I’ve said it. There’s the illusion of happily married. A pretense, if you will that we all buy into. We are all convinced that our marriage will be different, better, happier, than that of our peers, our parents, or anyone else we…
I am so sick of hearing about the fiscal cliff and paying my fair share. I’ve paid my fair share, okay? My whole life, I’ve paid my taxes. Whatever was withheld and then some. I’ve never asked for or needed government assistance. I WORKED, okay? My husband WORKED. My kids…
Earlier this week as I drove along through the shopping plaza parking lot on my way to work I passed a woman and a little girl holding a cardboard sign. I was almost past them when I glimpsed them and I couldn’t see what their sign said. It’s unusual to…
On December 23rd I made the mistake of asking my daughter what game she was playing on her iPhone. “Bejeweled,” she replied. “Want to play?” Frankly, she should know better than to entice me into something so addictive. I had been perfectly happy up to that point not knowing what…
