Why I Grumble?

In person or on my blog you will find me jabbering away on most any topic from politics to my dearly beloved grandson. Those who read my musings and even those who know me in person often come away with different perspectives on who I am and why I grumble. There are those who might think I’m an opinionated baby boomer with a closed mind toward change, others will no doubt see me as thick headed, irrational, thinking I am the only one whose is ever right. Then there are those who feel I am just over flowing with righteous indignation.

However, the truth is that no matter how I might come across to you as an individual, the foundation of my grumblings is based on one thing and one thing only and that is that I care. Deep down in the depths of my soul I care about other human beings, I care about our children and their future, I care about the elderly who have given so much of themselves but are often simply forgotten. I care that we as human beings have allowed evil to take over our souls filling it with anger, hate, and almost no concern or consideration for human life.

I care that everything I hold dear from our grand old Flag, to prayer in school, to obeying our parents is being destroyed and throw aside as old fashion nonsense. I do not consider myself prejudice due to color or race, however I guess you might say I’m prejudice against having everything I hold dear in life mocked at, laughed at, and ridiculed simply because the times have changed. Respect, love, and honor for our loved ones, for our friends, for our country, for ourselves, should not have to change. The opportunity is there within each of us as individuals to make the world and our lives worthwhile, by simply not allowing a few to spoil the whole bunch.

We allow ourselves to be drawn into the false belief that things like love, respect, and concern for others will not bring us wealth or happiness, and so we have gradually replaced them with greed, anger, hate, and an egotistical attitude that getting a head in life is all that matters.

I think of all those who have given there lives for our freedoms and I cringe at how we abuse those freedoms for our own individual gain and self-supporting reasons. I was taught that rights come with responsibility and responsibility must be learned. I am reminded of the lyrics of a song that goes something like, “If you don’t stand for something you’ll fall for anything.” I believe that is part of what is happening in our society today. We are not being taught or given anything substantial to stand for or believe in.

We are told we do not have to obey or respect our teachers, our parents, or authority, because we have rights. We live in a country where men and women are dying daily to keep this country safe and to safeguard our freedoms yet we are no longer required to pledge alliance to the very flag they are dying under, nor do we have to sing our national anthem, or pray in school or public.

There are many in this country whom I would dare say have never read our constitution, yet we allow them to tell us we can’t say Christmas, we should take the word God off our money, we can’t fly the rebel flag, our parents can’t discipline us, and the list goes on.

What is so hard about showing respect? Why is it so difficult to love your neighbor as you do yourself? We are supposed to have freedom of religion, but it seems that’s only true if it doesn’t offend someone of a different religion. We have become a society that worries so much about being politically correct that we have destroyed plain old common sense and love for one another.

~~I received this only minutes after posting this blog entry. Flag Lables Banned

May God have mercy on our souls and forgive us our trespasses.

Granny