Morning Moments

Today I will digress a bit.  In fact, I will absolutely switch tracks just for the day because of my meloncholy mood, which I rarely do, but here goes.


I grew up in a different day and a different world, in a little South Georgia town in the United States.  My parents were hard workers and I had two older sisters.  Because both my parents worked after WWII, and because my sisters were in school, I had what we would call today a nanny, I suppose.  Her name was Frances and she took such good care of me.  The color of her skin was different from mine but her heart was the same as my mother's.  She loved me and cared for me, but I was a strong willed child.


In those days, our milk was delivered by a milkman on a truck, neighbors were always neighborly, and everybody looked out for everybody else.  The road was dirt and at night usually quite dark, but it didn't matter, for we kids whistled and ran our way up and down that road to the pavement about a half a mile away where there was an old country store to buy a soda for 5 cents, and a big tire hanging from a big oak tree in my friends yard.  We would swing for hours.


Most of the time we boys didn't wear shoes; not because we didn't have them, but because we didn't want them on our feet.  When the sun was really hot in the summer the sand would burn our feet but we didn't care; we liked the feel of the sand between our toes.  We dressed up on Sunday, but the rest of the time Blue Jeans were the order of the day.


In school, discipline was maintained and teachers had no problem either exercising it themselves or sending one to the "Coach" for quite a paddling.  I must confess to having my share because of two primary problems: 1) Not remaining still 2) Talking.  Of course, neither was ever my fault!  NOT!  Bible reading and prayer were a vital part of the learning experience, and I personally knew of very little, if any, sexual relationships between students (maybe a couple).


Life seemed so simple then!  We were taught to say, "Yes sir" and "yes m'am" to anyone older regardless of color and most of us did that respectfully.  We were taught to say please and thank you and all the mannerly things for which children should be commended.  We all learned that, if we behaved ourselves, we could become whatever we wished to become through hard work.


Our parents had gone through the Great Depression and had learned to live on little, appreciate everything, want for nothing, and take nothing for granted.  There was little then, but little was enough - THEN!


EVERYTHING changed for everybody in the United States in the '60s in almost every way with hatred, murder, moral decadence, sexual perversion, vile talking, and on and on.  Much of it was blamed on racial tensions, but that was merely a sham, just as it is today!  Many learned to exploit segments of society for their own gain, as they do today!  Justice became perverted and if you were white and wealthy you could walk, but if you were black or white and poor, you had little chance of justice. 


GREED began to consume this amazing society that had been a bastion of freedom for all the world for so long and drugs and the money drugs brought into this country brought with it all sorts of corruption and social disease, pornography, pedophilia, perversion, uncontrolled passion!


POWER and the hunger for it has ravaged our land and will do the same for any other nation that turns its back on God!  


I guess I am just saying to those of you who live around the world in a quiet place - PRAY that your nation does not seek what America has sought or you will get what America has gotten and is yet to get more of - THE CONSUMING JUDGMENT OF GOD!  For "Righteousness exalts a nation but SIN is a reproach to ANY people".


My grandchildren will never know that simple life I knew!