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Saturday, November 22, 2008

‘In God We Trust’




ENLARGE
The “everything happens according to God’s plan” people are angry at me for suggesting that God had anything to do with the election of Barack Obama. Funny, everything that happens, even Katrina, is God’s idea unless they don’t like the results, then they change their tune.

For the record, I think the voters, not God decided the election. Thank you, Jesus, for them. We plan things. We are allowed to screw them up. God gave us free will. Everything that happens is not planned by God Almighty.

Got an e-mail the other day about “In God We Trust” not being on the new dollar coin. I think they’re mistaken, but it got me thinking. Maybe some folks want God’s name on money because they worship money,y and they figure they can kill two birds with one stone. You reckon?

Also, if we really, I mean really, trusted in God, why would we have armed forces? Maybe the money should say “In the Marines We Trust” or, In the Army We Trust.” We could change branches of service with each denomination. Share the wealth, so to speak.

When Christ returns, he might have something to say about the fact that we have put his father’s name on money, of all things. He just might run us all out of the temple or the bank, if any banks are left. Have you ever thought about that, Christians?

Just think, the Almighty’s name is on all that money in all those slot machines, in the madam’s hand at the Kit Kat Club or in some crook’s freezer. Think he likes that? We’ve got more important things to worry about. Still, I think it would be an interesting debate: It is resolved that it is not God’s will that his name appear on our money? It’s a provocative proposition. You could have Christians debating both sides. No need to bring in the Philistines or infidels for this debate.

As Christians we should be worrying about people still dying in wars, because after all these years we haven‘t chosen another way to solve our problems. We should be worrying about feeding the poor and healing the sick. We should be worrying about a world full of angry people. We should worry when we hear of an 8 year old killing his father. We should not be worrying about what our money looks like or if there is enough of it in the collection plate to build that multi-million dollar cathedral. It wouldn’t surprise me in the least to find that Christ is more than a little annoyed that his name or the name of his father adorns these behemoth cathedrals.

This world is full of people, some calling themselves Christians, who would kill others, or deny, at the drop of a hat, the rights or privileges they enjoy to those who don’t practice religion as they do, or who have lifestyles of which they disapprove. They don’t all live in the Middle East. Heck, they’re everywhere. They practice intimidation as if it were their religion. Maybe it is. “ Do it our way or you will go to hell.” It doesn’t get any more intimidating than that.

This column can be preachy, cynical, sarcastic, irreverent and downright hostile from time to time. It is so, not because I wish to intimidate, but because I hope to provoke thought and discussion. I must thank a reader, who is most likely more knowledgeable on the subject of manners and intimidation than I, for writing to me about the subject. I told her I thought the problem begins with bad parenting. It is much larger than that, of course.

My son Steve and his lovely wife Cyndee could write a textbook on this. They are so much better at parenting than I was. Their children, Bradley and Steve, are great testimonials to good parenting. No, they’re not perfect. They are mannerly, caring, thankful, respectful and promptly obedient (most of the time). That’s a darn good start. I have other grandchildren who have always exhibited good manners. My grandson Matthew has always been a perfect gentleman. It starts at home.

Yes sir, no sir, yes mam, no mam. Thank you. No thank you. Excuse me. May I be excused? I love you mom. I love you dad. I love you grandpa (ah shucks). How hard can it be? OK, it’s not easy. Teach them anyway. It is God’s plan that you do so. Oops.

Glen McAdoo, a Fallon resident, can be reached at glynn@phonewave.net


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