By Charles Towne
It seems to me that some folks don’t have the good sense the Good Lord gave a goofy gopher and all they want to do is talk about the ugly stuff that might be happening in the world. Me, I don’t like bad news, never did and never will. Bad news is really disgusting to my way of thinking and it stinks like grandpa’s stinky socks. I don’t find it the least bit pleasing to learn that some idiot celebrity is shacking up with some bimbo somewhere or to hear that some fat, little minded, baby faced dictator is threatening to blow up the world as we know it.
Let’s hear some good news! Of course, if they start feeding folks the good stuff then the ratings will probably go down. Who can figure! I can tell you of certainty some of the things that are going to happen tomorrow just as sure as the good Lord made puppies an’ little green apples, and I ain’t no prophet.
First off, and you can bet your aunt Ada’s glass eye on it, nobody by the name of Osama or Adolph will ever be nominated for president. And early tomorrow morning about dawn, just as the sun is starting to smile on the land if you listen real careful like you will hear the birds start to sing real pretty.
Then, about suppertime the sun is going to start to go down, and someplace it’s going to rain, and someplace it’s not, and all around us folks are going to live good lives in spite of hardship and downright rotten luck. They are going to find joy, peace, love, laughter and all the good things in life.
After all, this is America, isn’t it?
This is the land of opportunity, the land of the free and the home o’ the brave, yeah, and mama’s apple pie. Tonight there are going to be babies borne that aren’t here right now, cute, wrinkled, tiny little skeeters that will give the world hope for tomorrow. Sometimes things get ugly in the world folks, things that we can’t do much of anything about. But this is America and the good Lord hasn’t forgotten about any of us. Turn that television off and go for a walk. Visit your neighbor, carry on a conversation with your wife and give her a great big kiss. Hug the kids and surprise them with a smile. Pet your dog or your cat. This old world hasn’t burned out yet, not by a long shot it hasn’t! And Papa God is still in charge, and He is just yearning for us to come to Him in prayer.
Who can figure?
Dear Papa God, please help us to appreciate life in all its aspects. Help us to look up and not down. Help us to see the good in life and not the bad. Help us to forget the ugly, the slights, and the negative. Praise you for your goodness and your love. Help us to never attribute the littleness of our own character to you, but to always see you in love. Help us to never credit you with the evil in our own hearts. Help us to love all, to never speak ill of anybody, to build up and never tear down. Let the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer. This I ask of you because I know you are good, in Jesus’ most Holy name I ask it, Amen
Charles Towne is first and foremost a Christian. An octogenarian, author, journalist, wildlife photographer, naturalist, caregiver, and survivor, his life has been and continues to be, a never-ending adventure filled with possibilities never imagined. He has adopted the philosophy that to Live fully, laugh uproariously, love passionately, and learn like there is no tomorrow, is a formula for a long and joy-filled life.