Jay Mohr’s Incredible Olympic Wrestling Rant Transcribed.

I just had to pass this on. There are not too many things this side of heaven that I feel so passionately about. I do not follow sports. I am disheartened, disappointed and disillusioned about professional sports. Wrestling (and other sports that are not tainted by money) are important. Wrestling is the platform on which many men, and now women, become disciplined, successful individuals who learn what character is about and the immediate consequences of the failure of good character.  We cannot allow it to be taken from the Olympic Games. There is not sport that characterizes the Olympic ideal, which is still a good and pure ideal, inspite of the corruption of men, like wrestling. Jay Mohr’s Incredible Olympic Wrestling Rant Transcribed..

The Face of Evil

Man in the MirrorHe was 19 years old. He went to an ethnically diverse, upscale high school near Harvard. He was a popular kid, a good athlete, very bright, well-liked. He graduated high school early and was studying to be a doctor. He killed three people, critically wounded dozens and injured many dozens more … We want him to be a monster! But “he was a good kid“.

Listening to the reflections on Dzhokhar Tsarnaev from his classmates and others who knew him and looking at his graduation photo leaves me perplexed. The rage and anger that arises from my gut at the sight of the bombing victims somehow does not match the image that comes from the reflections of people who knew him. It does not fit neatly into my black and white compartments. I want to hate him, but I see a person who seemed like just “a good kid”.

Smart, popular, athletic, young … what happened!!!?

Josef Stalin, Adolph Hitler, Idi Amin, Jeffrey Dahmer, Jack the Ripper all conjure up images of pure evil. Despicable, villainous, ugly, blackened souls, with no redeeming value. The depth of their depravity seems cavernous. We loathe them. We spit on their graves. We cannot imagine what possessed them.
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Perspective

Take a few moments and read this … and remember it.

Every shriveled old man or woman was once young and vibrant like you.

You and I will end up like this … if we are fortunate to live that long.

Life is short. It will come to an end.

Make the most of your days while you are young. Live a life well lived.

Trust the rest to God.

We go from dust to dust. It is what we do in the middle that matters.

Crabby Old Man

 

Troubles Mark the Way

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The Struggle by Andi Campbell-Jones

We live prosperous and comfortable lives in the United States in these modern times. No generation has had the comforts, pleasures, luxuries and distractions that we have. Even the poverty level of the people in the US, about $24,000, far exceeds the $2 a day ($730 a year) that many people in the world live on. We are blessed in this country.

We have developed our own, unique theology in the United States that emphasizes prosperity. When we face difficulties, as we often do, we chide each other for a lack of faith. People who are not “prosperous” (compared to other Americans) may feel that God has withdrawn His blessing or has abandoned them.

I wonder what the rest of the world thinks about this uniquely American theology. I can only imagine that they shake their heads. Continue reading “Troubles Mark the Way”