Only a short month ago I posted about a Los Angles Community College professor who threatened one of his students for using Bible verses in a Debate Class. To refresh your memory this Professor gave the class the rest of the class time off after the student presentation. He then later confronted the student away from the classroom and threatened to have the student expelled.
Now today World Net Daily and Fox news are running this article, Clik here. The story is about one student who was praying on campus, for an ill professor. Her friend who wasn't with her at the time of her praying is being threatened because she was with her later in the day. This wonderful college is College of Alameda in Alameda, near Oakland. Remember this when you help your child pick a college to attend. They can't pray for ill teachers and probably can't pray for anyone or anything.
When did we lose control?
I leave you with this beautiful poem I was recently given.
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
For I am the sea, the wind, and sky.
Author Unknown
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
For I am the sea, the wind, and sky.
Author Unknown
5 comments:
Pops,
The poem is nice. It sounds like something from the American Indian culture. (My Dodi is American Indian, so I hear some of the stories sometimes.)
Thanks for the kind comments on my blog. Glad you had a restful and pleasant weekend.
As for the question....I agree with Father Abouna, we lost control when Ms. O'Hara was allowed to trample our constitutional rights to freedom of religion. That appears to be when the rights of the minority became more important than the rights of the majority. So sad. But Papa is still in control, and I've read the back of the Book...the good guys win in the end! Shalom, spitfire
Pop,
What a beautiful poem.
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aam
pops,
waiting for Cali and DC to both disappear...then we can get to work reestablishing the country this was supposed to be!
;-)
lovely poem.
You are most correct Rev. Gregori, an abundance of severe misconstructions can be attributed to this supposedly apolitical Supreme court, of which this raptorial Federal empire has been deriving its powers of usurpation directly.
This Republic of ours is being systematically destroyed, and if we do not regain our Constitutional defenses soon, even our own historians will have no recollections nor references left to ponder, as to what the hell a Republic, ever was.
I enjoyed that poem very much Pops.
Thank you all. I felt it was appropriate.
Pops
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