Thoughts on History

While I was sitting here at my laptop wondering to write about, I made the mistake of checking the news. Not CNN or ABC or NBC, but Fox News. Not because Fox is perfect, but because the other media outlets are totally untrustworthy. I believe Fox is accurate most of the time. And when Todd Starnes is reporting, it’s always accurate.

But then I turned to Facebook and saw an interesting article someone had shared about an NAACP official, a very dignified looking older black lady, who was lambasting the left for what they’re doing (or trying to do) to statues of Confederate leaders. I was exceptionally impressed with her remarks, especially when she said the Confederacy was part of American history and history shouldn’t be tampered with.

I believe most people are familiar with Edmund Burke’s famous saying, “Those who don’t know history are doomed to repeat it.” Don’t we see that happening all around us? Especially by those who are trying to rewrite history as if the undesirable events never took place.

The current emphasis on political correctness has reached ridiculous extremes, and nowhere does that show up more obviously than in our freedom of speech being taken away from us every time we offend someone. I recently ran across this quote of George Orwell’s. Do you remember his book 1984, a futuristic horror story that  describes modern-day America a little more accurately every day?

“If liberty means anything at all, it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear.”

Sir Winston Churchill might have been describing contemporary America when he said this:

“Some people’s idea of free speech is that they are free to say what they like, but if anyone says anything back, that is an outrage.”

I’d love to think I’m using my freedom of speech while I still can to say something back. Unfortunately, I’m probably talking to the people who generally already agree with me.

Comments are always welcome. The more politically incorrect, the better.




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Todd Starnes: My Hero






Who’s your hero?

In the days of my youth, it was not just Superman, but also Flash Gordon  and even Mighty Mouse. Mmm, okay. Maybe not Mighty Mouse, but I did like the Mighty Mouse cartoons. Oh, and of course there was Zorro, played on TV by Guy Williams. I only missed seeing one episode, and that was while we were traveling. I was SO upset…

But even as a kid I knew those characters weren’t real, although they often performed heroic deeds.

I suddenly grew up. Forgot those childish heroes. But whose courage inspired me then? Who did I want to be like?

Politicians? Oh, like Richard Nixon? I don’t think so. Business leaders? I couldn’t name one that impressed me as being true hero material. Same for sports figures. Not that I knew anything about any of them, as disinterested as I was in sports. Movie stars? Mighty Mouse was more worthy of admiration than many of them.

That was the Vietnam era of American history, and I have no doubt that many heroic Americans fought in that struggle to protect South Vietnam from communist North Vietnam. But because the war was unpopular and far too many Americans vilified the military who gave up everything to do what their country called on them to do, I didn’t know of specific heroes. (I wasn’t fond of the Vietnam war, but at least I didn’t hold our military responsible or treat them badly.)

As a Christian, it would make sense that I would have viewed someone like Dr. Billy Graham as a hero of sorts. I admired (and still admire) him greatly, but I’m not sure I would describe his accomplishments as heroic. And he would be the first to insist that they were God’s accomplishments.

I’m in the same dilemma today. It seems like too many people are just going their own way, doing their own thing, with too few being willing to go the extra mile to do something dangerously worthwhile. Everything that was true of the Vietnam era is even more true today. It’s no wonder American is, as the cliche goes, “going to hell in a hand-basket.”

Yet perhaps I do have a few heroes. People who stand up for what’s right without counting the cost. People who still believe in the Bible or at least in biblical principles. People who believe in the Constitution. People who hold toes to the fire of those who have strayed so far from everything that makes–or used to make–America the melting pot of the world rather than a society that is fragmented culturally, ethnically, religiously, politically, and philosophically. Even linguistically. That list could go on and on and on.

I could probably name a number of conservatives who stand up for what’s right without fear of retribution, but Todd Starnes is the person I most think of as my hero. And the fact that he would probably be very surprised to know that and begin listing dozens of other people he thinks worthier of my admiration is part of what makes me feel that way.

I’ve known Todd ever so slightly through writers conferences we’ve both attended–see the pictures above–and his table in the dining hall has always been full of admirers. After all, it’s not every conference that sports a popular Fox News commentator as one of it keynote speakers, especially one who recorded one of his commentaries with us as his live audience.

But that doesn’t make Todd heroic. What does is the fact that he doesn’t mince words in reporting incidents that the other networks wouldn’t even touch. Especially concerning people whose rights have been trampled on in the name of political correctness.

Todd has received death threats, but he continues to share the truth. People turn to him because he’s proven trustworthy under all circumstances. He’s articulate, and he gets to the heart of the matter.

If I define a hero as someone I want to be like because of those characteristics, then I have no choice but to put Todd Starnes at the top of my list .

What about you? Who’s your hero these days? And why? How about sharing a comment?


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He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands

My wife and I don’t subscribe to the local newspaper. Or to any newspaper, for that matter. Although Fox News is one of the default windows on each of our computers and I check it several times daily–as well as receiving breaking news in email–I tend to agree with something Paul Simon said a number of years back: “I get all the news I need from the weather report.

Why do I feel that way? Am I unconcerned about the world around me? Am I so immersed in thoughts of eternity in Heaven that I want to ignore what’s going on here on earth?

I don’t think so. Over the last three or four years, I’ve begun paying more attention both to politics and to events around the world than ever before.

But it’s so depressing. The names and places may change, but the evil taking place worldwide sounds the same as always. The Bible says, “There’s nothing new under the sun,” and I think that applies to the depravity of humankind as well as to numerous other things.

Jesus preached a gospel of love–love for God and for one’s fellowman. But the news makes me believe that the world in general hasn’t become one bit more civilized than it was in Jesus’ day.

I don’t recall many of the conversations I had with my mother, but this one stands out. I was probably an upper teen when I said, “Why do people even have children nowadays with so much evil in the world?”

Her response was something like “Don’t you trust that everything is still in God’s hands?”

That’s been what’s kept me from turning into a total pessimist.

Back in the days when folk music was popular (1960s, as I recall), I played a lot of it, including what were called “Negro spirituals.” “He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands” was one of my favorites, and it sums up what Christians ought to remind themselves of when they start feeling pessimistic about the state of the world.

And this verse from Philippians 4 in the Bible says it all: “Do not worry about anything. Pray instead about everything and don’t forget to thank God for His answers.” I don’t think God would object if we substitute the word “fret” for “worry” when the state of the world starts getting to us.

Does God have YOUR world in His hands? How about sharing with a comment?


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Old Enough to Ask for Help Occasionally?

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When I was younger, I wasn’t very good at asking for help. I remember being ill while working at a summer job out-of-state (I was just into my first year or two of teaching). My coworkers stopped by my dorm room each morning to see whether I would make it to work that day. This went on for four or five days.

Forget work. I wasn’t even strong enough to make it to the dining room to eat.

I needed to go to the infirmary, but I wasn’t up to walking and wouldn’t have felt safe driving. I kept waiting for my coworkers to ask if they could do anything for me. I would gladly have told them I needed a ride to the infirmary.

But they didn’t offer, and I was too proud to ask. Too proud and too sick.

Fortunately, the bug worked its way out of my system eventually, and I woke up one morning feeling stronger—and hungry for the first time in days. I made it to the dining hall with ease.

I could tell you other stories about times as an adult when I needed help, but—for one reason or another—refused to ask for it.

Flash forward to this week. I attended the Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writers Conference at Ridgecrest, NC. The faculty was tremendous, and I thoroughly enjoyed catching up with friends I only see at the BRMCWC.

I had an inspired thought. Something I hadn’t planned to do until recently. But it would require asking for help. And from someone VERY well known—at least to Fox News fans.

I’d met Fox commentator Todd Starnes at previous conferences. I knew his blog has a tremendous following, and he was in the midst of a promotional book tour for his newest book, God Less America. Talk about a busy man…

But what did I have to lose?

I asked if he would consider writing a foreword for the upcoming release of my novel, The Devil & Pastor Gus. He looked over my one-sheet summary and—I still can’t believe it!—said he would be honored.

That’s the kind of stuff Cloud Nine is made out of.

Several days later I turned around to see who the instructor kept addressing as Jane. She looked awfully familiar, but it took me till the end of class to be positive that she was Jane Herlong. Jane is not just a writer, but a wonderful singer, a brilliant women’s speaker, and a hilarious comedienne. Oh, and did I mention she’s also a former Miss South Carolina?

We’d met when she was on the faculty several years earlier. I’d sung some of my original songs for her and she did a duet with me. All for fun, of course. Not for the conference itself. And she emailed me shortly afterwards to thank me for the privilege of letting her sing with me. Can you imagine? She’s the professional singer, not me.

Practically as soon as I realized the familiar lady in the back of the room was Jane Herlong, the thought came to mind—I’m assuming it was divine inspiration—to ask if she’d be willing to write the foreword for another book that’s pending publication, Impractically Yours.

She didn’t even have to think about it. She would be honored to help me that way.

I emailed her a copy, and she started reading it almost immediately. Today I received a message that she LOVES it!

Lord, thank You for helping me reach the point in my life where I’m willing to take a chance and ask other people for help—sometimes, at least. But I know You’re still the ultimate source of all the help I’ll ever need, and I praise You for that.

I’ll let you decide which of the pictures at the top of this post is of me with Todd and which one is with Jane.


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By the way, “On Aging Gracelessly” isn’t my only blog. I use “As I Come Singing”–check it out here–to post lyrics of the Christian songs I’ve written over the last fifty years. Free lead sheets (tune, words, and chords) are available for many of them. Check here to see the list.

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