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As I sat the other day enjoying a rare moment of stillness, I noticed the gentle breeze rustling the autumn leaves and whispering in my ear. It made me wonder about time. Where has time gone? From the days of my youth, I remember my dad telling us how Grandpa used to get out the Bible each night, sit by the fire and read to the family. I also remember a time, when I was a child, whene we used to gather around the table for supper. We would talk about what had happened that day and our plans for tomorrow. Somehow it seems like those plans for tomorrow got sidetracked by a speeding train called time. Like a thief in the night, it has stolen years from everyone. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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They say one sign of old age is a loss of memory. How sad it is that I am only 33 years old and my memory has faded so. For you see, I cannot remember the last time I walked under the stars without a certain fear inside. I cannot remember the last time I heard a friend tell his brother "I love you" without being mocked and placed under scrutiny. I do, however, remember the time when Christmas presents were something hand crafted with tender love and care, not quickly hustled into a shopping cart in a Christmas Eve rush. I can remember when fathers took time out for a game of baseball, and mothers had time to kiss our wounds and make them better. There once was a time when funeral homes could not hold all the friends and relatives, and now you scarcely see a driver pause to pay respect to a funeral procession. There was a time when the sick and lame were cared for, their chores were done and their families were fed. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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I have heard a great deal lately about family values. Where are they? There was a time when the words "communication and understanding" virtually wiped out the words "annulment" and "divorce." It was a time when a handshake would make a contract obsolete. | As I sat beneath that tree, I realized that within our grasp is the answer to every problem man has ever faced; the weapon to end all wars, and the glue which so strongly bonded a nation together over two hundred years ago. We can have a thousand plans of how to help the world, and this one thing can destroy them all. For you see, the highschool drop-out may have made it through college if only someone had taken the time to give encouragement. The homeless could sleep in gentle peace if someone would take the time to give them a chance. The war against drugs could be won if we, as parents, would take the time to install the meaning of "no." The nations of the world could live in peace if our leaders would just take the time to listen as well as talk. Each person could conquer prejudice, hatred, violence, distrust, and anger if they would take the time to wrap their arms around their neighbor and face to face, heart to heart, embrace the meaning of love. -Thomas A Cutshaw IF YOU ENJOYED THIS SITE, PLEASE RECOMMEND IT TO YOUR FRIENDS. FEEL FREE TO EMAIL ME AS I LOVE TO HEAR ALL SUGGESTIONS AND COMMENTS.
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