Hey, make sure you read last week’s date night.Â Make sure you tune in for the conclusion.Â A semi shocker…(Grin).Â Can you finish it?Â Lemme hear how you would.
Earlier this week I asked the LifeTrain passengers to comment on the term “African American”. Well, if you haven’t done so, see my Brother’s (Dr. William Bailey) comments. I thought he had a great perspective as well as my sister, Geri. Very very good perspectives I thought; Check’em out.
Anyway, a good friend of mine, Brenda Mallow sent me the following, of which I am in agreement with. But, as always here on the LifeTrain, where we ride the same rail cars, we are interested in all view points. Hey, it’s how we learn and appreciate. Anyway, what do you think about the following:
Recently, the mayor of Nashville vetoed a bill that would have made English the city’s official language. He called the measure “unconstitutional, unnecessary, and mean-spirited.” U.S. Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid even called a bill to make English our official language “racist.”
A Zogby poll last year showed that 84% say English should be the official language of government operations. The poll also showed that 77% of Hispanics support English as our official language.
It is time for liberal members of Congress to quit playing politics with the future of all children –U.S. and Immigrant–and follow the lead of 28 states which have made English their official language. Failure for Congress to act will establish a major obstacle for immigrant children as they try to move up in our society.
Without a common language, citizens cannot communicate with each other. Any child growing up in America without knowing English is at a distinct disadvantage. At a time when our society is becoming more fragmented, we need an official, common language. Diverse cultures, different backgrounds and varied traditions enrich our culture. But for the nation to thrive, we must have a common language.
As Ed Feulner points out, “instead of having one official language, in practice we have dozens.” Click here to read Mr. Feulner’s article.
Take Action Send an email urging members of Congress to make English the official language.
My parting thoughts: I remember watching 60 minutes awhile back. They exposed how in Miami, there was actually discrimination against US citizens who spoke no Spanish. They had a camera and reporters follow-up on practices against US citizens in terms of securing employment, housing and other Life need issues to non-Spanish speaking citizens. It was an abomination.
This is America people, one nation, under God, Speaking “ENGLISH!”.
Hey Saints! LifeTrain passengers…It’s hump day! Are you draggin? Well come on in and get some more good news; JESUS IS LORD! Now how can you not finish the week strong knowing that!?!
Here on the LifeTrain, we should be diverse enough, loving enough and tolerant enough of each other to have healthy debates to enlighten and justify ourselves. I’m going out on a limb to evoke a little controversy, not to offend but to bring about some understanding if for no one else, at least myself.
p.s. If you haven’t guessed by now…the above was meant as a disclaimer and an a decree that we should be able to agree to disagree at times and still show the love of Christ with one another. I think it’s SO KEWL how God made us all different but the same under the lordship of his son.
My question: I am a Christian first (Born again by the Blood shed by the son of the Great “I AM”). Second, I am a child of Charles & Delores. I am an American male (God Bless America and our Soldiers!) who is B-L-A-C-K, I am a native Ohioan, A BUCKEYE BABY!
As I build to my question let me say that I am thankful for all those who fought ( and died: CLICK ) and continue to fight for the Civil rights for ALL Americans.
I want to carefully acknowledge the blood, sweat, sacrifices and tears of all those people; black people, white people, women, our US SOLDIERS (and the list goes on and on…). I think it is important that we forever remember and appreciate all those people who laid it on the line. In addition let us acknowledge that the fight is NOT over and there are those who continue to lay it on the line so that we as a people, one nation, under God, can Salute “OUR” FLAG. So, having said all of the above help me understand why would we want to be called anything other than Americans…period.
As the Train pulls out of the station this morning can we put down the newspapers, books, MP3 Players and discuss, for instance, why I as an AMERICAN black male would want to be called African American?
I have good reason for saying this. Most black people aren’t actually from Africa. They were born here, right in the good old USA. So they are Americans. Not anything else. If I meet someone who moved here from Africa, I would probably say they are an African-American. But everyone else is American.
I think it’s kind of sad that we as a people separate ourselves this way. I think many blacks complain about the separation of the races, and yet some of us insist on calling ourselves a name that completely removes us from the general population. We teach our children to be color-blind, but we force them to notice color by saying “African-American”.
I feel strongly that we as people should acknowledge those who bleed and died for our rights to be treated as equal Americans and not insulting them by embracing a country that as far as I know does nothing to embrace black Americans.
Also, Africa is a nation of continents… Would it not be more accurate to say something to the effect of being Kenyan American, or Nigerian American…which is it, the list goes on and on …Egypt etc. etc.?
Further to my point, I am reminded of a television interview I saw many years ago. A reporter from one of the major US television networks (I forget which one) was interviewing black British athlete Kriss Akabusi after being a member of the 400 meters relay team that took the gold medal at the 1991 Athletics World Championships. The interviewer started off with:
“So, Kriss, what does this mean to you as an African-American?”
“I’m not American, I’m British”
“Yes, but as a British African-American …”
“I’m not African. I’m not American. I’m British.”
This went on for some time before the reporter got so flustered that she gave up and went to interview someone else. I guess more than anything else it demonstrates the potential absurdity of political correctness — this reporter was so tied-up with the idea that the “correct” term for someone of afro-caribbean ancestry was African-American and not Black that she couldn’t cope with the fact that many black people are neither African nor American.
I am an American…God Bless America, and all those who want to come to America to be “AMERICANS”.
Ok …”ALL” my Brothers and Sisters, Black, White, Asian…etc etc. Lemme here from you. All you have to do is click on “comments” and add your two cents.
The LifeTrain has come to a halt today at the regular Sunday morning stop, “The Church”. Deacon Dan, like all good Deacons has unlocked the doors and is ready to serve. Deacon Dan also serves as the Usher. His “ONLY” duty; to usher all Praise, Prayer, Glory and Honor to the Lord Jesus Christ, the son of the great “I AM”. If you have a prayer request please leave it here in the comments (see below). The Deacon will be sure to let it be known to all the passengers in the “Intercessor” car containing our beloved prayer warriors.
The Church is located on “MAIN” Street” (Under the heading “MAIN” to the right of your screen). Please come and worship with all the passengers.
Our first date…
You spent two days shopping for the outfit, spent $150 on a new pair of shoes. You had your hair and nails done; even had those little tiny stinky toes did! You spent forty-five minutes putting on your makeup. When you got there, I watched you from afar; how you spent the entire evening sitting in the corner, half smiling, half crying. On the outside you looked beautiful. On the inside you looked as if you felt worthless.
I thought to myself, you are so beautiful surely he’s late. Surely a vision of such beauty is not here alone tonight. (CLICK)
As the clock ticked down to the end of this night I realized from the look on your face that either you had been stood up or I was about to be the luckiest guy of the night. Either these other guys were just to cooly gooly to step to you or they were skurd. Anyway, pop a tick tac and I’m coming for your hand…hope you don’t embarrass me by shaking your head, no, I don’t feel like dancing.
Much to my pleasure “IT’s YOUR SONG” …the smile on your face would melt an ice-berg as you melt into my arms fitting like a glove.
Afterwards we decided to take A LONG WALK around the park. I thought it was so cute how you just took your shoes off and reached for my hand. A hand as soft as silk. We talked for hours confessing the good, the bad and the ugly. Somehow we both kinda felt safe, confessing things that usually were reserved only for the darkest corner of one’s mind in terms of being empty and lonely at times. Wow…felt kinda natural as we just kinda stopped halfway and hugged without saying a word. As I held you I noticed you were softly crying…
I just kinda knew you needed to hear this, so I said you…
“Hey little sweetie”, I said, so many of us invest a fortune making ourselves look good to the world, yet on the inside we are falling apart. We manage to muddle through life saying and doing the right things, but when weâ€™re alone we cry silent and desperate tears. It is time to pause and heal the inside. It is time heal the hurts, mend the fences, dig up the hatchets and throw them away. It is time to heal the doubts, answer the questions and release the fears. So if you need to go ahead, release those tears…
But after tonight, It is time for us to invest some time to what is going on inside. When we can do that, I betcha the outside will shine.
I am investing my time in something that matters. Won’t you join me? I almost faint as that perfect smile shows up on that beautiful face once again and you pull me close for another hug from heaven…
Hey! Just wanted to put the brakes on the Train for a second to take care of some housekeeping items.
First, thank you all for the emails and comments. I “Really” appreciate your support and encouragement. I want to note that I had a server glitch which caused me to lose a few comments awhile back. That pains me to this day because I want everyone to have a voice on this here Train..The LifeTrain. …So sorry to those fellow passengers.
Did you know? Did you know that at the bottom of each page on the LifeTrain is a “Next” button that will deliver you do the previous page(s) of our journey? Also, during your perusal of the articles any text that is underlined and colored like this text takes you to an intended link; this will usually be a visual, for instance CLICK .
We are ok and still family! ….4 ever
…Shower the peeps
This song motivated me today…all day today… I thank God for Music…
As I reflect back over my life, especially in my Obituary, I realize that there was and is no problem or situation that could not have been circumvented had the spirit of this song and what Jesus said below been put into practice.
I marvel at what Jesus said concerning loving the father with all your heart, your soul, your very being…and loving one another (see below). It pains me from the the very depths of my soul as to how we as a human race cannot get this simple principle of loving one another straight. What pains me even further is that I struggle daily with this thing as well. Hypocrisy sucks… Oh well, let he who is amongst us who is without sin cast the first stone. Hey, maybe there is light at the tunnel…I admitted it…
Anyway, that is why this song is so important to me… another version (LIVE – CLICK).
One of my favorite passages,
The Greatest Commandment
One of the teachers of the law came and heard them debating. Noticing that Jesus had given them a good answer, he asked him, “Of all the commandments, which is the most important? The most important one,” answered Jesus, “is this: ‘Hear, O Israel, the Lord our God, the Lord is one.
Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. The second is this: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself. ‘There is no commandment greater than these.”
Well said, teacher,” the man replied. “You are right in saying that God is one and there is no other but him. To love him with all your heart, with all your understanding and with all your strength, and to love your neighbor as yourself is more important than all burnt offerings and sacrifices.”
When Jesus saw that he had answered wisely, he said to him, “You are not far from the kingdom of God.” And from then on no one dared ask him any more questions.
I have question for my fellow passengers here on the LifeTrain…
How can professed Christians divorce if they believe the above? Help me with that one…
Here’s a laugh…Glad I am not the star of the Truman Show now….
I love quotes, I love to read other folk’s quotes and I love to make them up. As we hop the Train this week , the LifeTrain, here’s a few that I find noteworthy…
* Donâ€™t let anyone steal your spirit. â€”Sinbad
* Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness. â€” Martin Luther King Jr.
* Do not think that love, in order to be genuine, has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. â€” Mother Teresa
* God proved His love on the Cross. When Christ hung, and bled, and died, it was God saying to the world, “I love you.” â€” Billy Graham
* If your plane crashed in the water and everbody died, would you drown on purpose or try to survive? Choose to survive, choose life! â€” Guess who