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The Train On The Tracks

Daily Prompt: Daring Do

thCAGCBT98Tell us about the time you rescued someone else (person or animal) from a dangerous situation. What happened? How did you prevail?

This was posted just a couple of weeks ago for another Daily Prompt, but it fit so well with the current one I decided to re-post it.

It was one of life’s irritants. A train was sitting just beyond the crossing, the lights flashing, the bells ringing and the gates were down. Immediately I saw why; the crossing was a two-track crossing and another train sped along on the other set of tracks.

On the other side of the tracks was a man in a pickup truck with his son standing in the seat next to him who appeared to be about three. The man became impatient and started to maneuver around the gates.

From his vantage point all he saw was the train sitting just off the crossing. That train shielded his vision from the oncoming train on the other set of tracks.

I motioned with my hands.

He ignored me.

I jumped from my car and ran toward the tracks waving and yelling.

He stopped, gave me the finger, and shouted obscenities. My distraction and the time that it took him to do that slowed him enough that the oncoming train sped into the crossing before he was able to enter the crossing.

One can only imagine what would have occurred if he was in the crossing at the same time as the train.

A couple of minutes passed during which time I thanked God for allowing me to be there at the right time and I asked Him to forgive the man for taking His name in vain.

The train passed, the gates lifted, the lights stopped blinking, and the bell stopped ringing. There was a strange and eerie silence as if the moment needed reverence.

On the other side of the tracks was the man in the truck. I got a good look at him; late 20’s, mullet, and camouflage shirt. The type of guy who might pull a gun on you for cutting him off in traffic.

He wasn’t moving.

I pulled even with his window.

“You okay?” I said.

He looked at his son who was oblivious to what could have occurred. He turned to me with a quivering chin and tears streaming down his cheek. “He’s okay, but I’m not sure about me. Ya did good. Thanks a lot, man.”

“Hug him tight tonight,” I said and drove on.

Daring Bloggers

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  2. Minor irritations | Chittle Chattle
  3. Daring Do | Geek Ergo Sum
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  5. Daily Prompt: Daring Do | Diary of Dennis
  6. Daily Prompt: Daring Do | kimmiecode 🙂
  7. El Hombre Viril: The Abridged Epic of Julio and the Sun God | Finale to an Entrance
  8. Saving an abused child | alienorajt
  9. An 8 month old called Lili | The Number FiftyTwo
  10. Daily Prompt: Daring Do | Basically Beyond Basic
  11. bold | yi-ching lin photography
  12. Saved the Giddy Goat | Underneath her little mind
  13. Daring Do At Your Rescue | Kansa Muse
  14. When I Was Supermom | mycookinglifebypatty
  15. Daily Prompt: Daring Do | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  16. …is beautiful | peacefulblessedstar
  17. A Failed Rescue | Flowers and Breezes
  18. Daring Do | nanopod: hybrid studio
  19. Your Journey Is Your Own | The Nameless One
  20. Rescued | Life is great
  21. My Rescue! | Haiku By Ku
  22. DAILY PROMPT: PUTTING OUT THE FIRE | SERENDIPITY
  23. Simon Rescued Himself
  24. Bold | Momma Said There’d Be Days Like This
  25. ted corbitt and i | fragments of life
  26. Daily Prompt: Daring Do | My Extraordinary Everyday Life
  27. Top O’ The World Ma (Daily Prompt: Daring Do – Bold) | PCH Traveler
  28. I think the stars are a little out of alignment | Rob’s Surf Report
  29. BOLD | Active Army Wife
  30. DP Challenge: In the End…He is Still an Animal « Morning Pages
  31. Daily Prompt: Daring Do | My Atheist Blog
  32. When I Found Her, She Was Not There…(wp daily prompt) | Daily Observations
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  34. Daily Prompt: Daring Do | soulfoodwords
  35. Bold (how I saved my soul) | Stories from aside
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  37. Daily Prompt: Heroine | One Starving Activist
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  46. The Pass – a short story. | Kate Murray

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Not The Pill; It’s The Water To Wash It Down

1202986-bigthumbnail[1]Daily Prompt: Placebo Effect

If you could create a painless, inexpensive cure for a single ailment, what would you cure and why?

Every disease eventually leads to death, but if one possessed to ultimate pill to allow people to live forever and escape death they would have to live with painful and debilitating maladies for eternity.

The ultimate pill would not be one that would heal a person physically, but one which would create the most favorable conditions for maximum emotional health. Such a pill would alter a person’s personality.

Likely a pill that would make people, joyful, patient, humble and meek rather than aggressive, hateful, prideful, and greedy. Yet, everyone would have to take it. Just one person not taking the pill would throw everything off kilter.

The Daily Prompt took us in the direction of a pill by mentioning “placebo,” which suggests, but does not entirely means a pill.

The only cure is for all mankind to live their lives in harmony with Bible principles and use it as their authority. Certainly not the authority the Church subjugated Europe for centuries nor anything that would create Crusades that ended in the slaughter of millions. Vile men with evil schemes used religion and in particular Christianity to do evil things. Nor do I mean the form of religion that produces hypocrisy in our time.

Very simply when one reads in the Bible to be honest, not steal, have immoral relations, not to murder, and things like these, rather than looking for loopholes to circumvent or deviate from those things look for ways and opportunities to apply them.

Not everyone is willing to take that pill.

This is kind of your Sunday morning sermon. What would a sermon be without an applicable Bible citation. This is the first Psalm:

1 Happy is the man who does not walk according to the advice of the wicked And does not stand on the path of sinners. And does not sit in the seat of scoffers.

2 But his delight is in the law of Jehovah, And he reads His law in an undertone day and night.

3 He will be like a tree planted by streams of water, A tree that produces fruit in its season, The foliage of which does not wither. And everything he does will succeed.

4 The wicked are not like that; They are like the chaff that the wind blows away.

5 That is why the wicked will not remain standing in the judgment; Nor will sinners remain standing in the assembly of the righteous.

6 For Jehovah is aware of the way of the righteous, But the way of the wicked will perish.

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  1. Not The Pill; It’s The Water To Wash It Down | The Jittery Goat
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  1. A Cure For Cancer | Flowers and Breezes
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  1. Cure Me | Momma Roars
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  1. How to heal a broken heart | Sincerely, Ms. Roberts
  1. Green… | Haiku By Ku
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What If The World Doesn’t End Tomorrow, Who Cleans The Mess?

imagesCARNEUZ2Daily Prompt: Eat, Drink, and Be Merry…

…for tomorrow we die. The world is ending tomorrow! Tell us about your last dinner — the food, your dining companions.

Often the way one answers a question is supposed to give insight into the person they are. For example the one above; my answer will reveal what is most important to me.

A good practice is to look at the converse; what does the question reveal about the person asking it?

How a question is framed can take one in a direction that is misleading. This question assumes that eating, drinking, and being merry are of primary importance. It is an Epicurean philosophy; living only for the moment and living only for self gratification. The Apostle Paul argues against such thinking in First Corinthians chapter 15. It mentions the ancient Greek philosophy in verse 32.

He argues from a Christian point of view that such thinking and the actions that it produces is counter to the hope of the resurrection. The culmination of his arguments against several teachings contrary to the Christian resurrection is found in verse 58 of that same chapter. Mainly: not to be shaken from the belief in the resurrection as taught by Jesus and to be rich in Godly activity.

Even from the secularist point of view this makes more sense than eating, drinking, and being merry.

By the original question I’m being led to conclusions the questioner wants me to reach; to prioritize things that are important to him or her, to believe the hope of living forever or being resurrected is a folly, to give way to selfish, material, and fleshly pursuits, or to think my life is somehow not worthy of those things promised by God.

So what is it you really want to know? Who are the people most important to me? What are my favorite foods? What is my life long desire and pleasure? Is there a secret me?

That philosophy is promoted by the entertainment industry and advertisers today who want everyone to ‘live for today for tomorrow we may die.’

I try my best to lead my life on what the Bible teaches. At Ecclesiastes 1:8 it says “A generation is going, and a generation is coming. But the earth remains forever.” In addition, Jesus stated at John 5:28, 29, “Do not be amazed at this, for the hour is coming in which all those in the memorial tombs will hear his voice and come out, those who did good things to a resurrection of life, and those who practiced vile things to a restriction of judgment.”

Part of the hope in the Bible is that those approved by God will live a life full of security and no fear of a world that will end. A life spent with good friends, good work, and enjoying the earth and the bounty it produces created by God to its fullest. “They will sit, each one under his vine and under his fig tree. And no one will make them afraid.” (Micah 4:4)

So my question is, If you could live forever who would you choose to live it with, where would you live it, and what would you do with your time?

Doomsday Diners 

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  22. What If The World Doesn’t End Tomorrow, Who Cleans The Mess? | The Jittery Goat
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  38. Daily Prompt: Eat, Drink, and Be Merry… « life n me!
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And I Have Hope

imagesCANS8TKJDaily Prompt: Community Service

Your entire community — however you define that; your hometown, your neighborhood, your family, your colleagues — is guaranteed to read your blog tomorrow. Write the post you’d like them all to see.

A Walk In The Park

Imagine for a moment the dead coming back to life. Not in some zombiefied state, but vibrant, aware, and grateful to live again.

Imagine the person you were closest who died. Their presence made you secure, joyful, and complete. I do. It is my Dad I sometimes imagine in that state. It is so real and overpowering that I can hear his voice and feel his smile. It was a good smile he had.

I imagine a meeting that has been arranged for us. It is a quiet place; a bench awaits us beside a lake lined with the colors of fall. The peacefulness is interrupted only by a slight breeze that disturbs the leaves and they chatter like old ladies. A fish splashes close by. A deer bends down to lap-up a cool drink at the lakes shore.

My father sits on the bench and tosses pebbles into the water. He turns when he hears my feet wade through some fallen leaves.

“You’ve probably been waiting to see me for a long time,” he says.

“Fifty years,” I say.

We embrace and grasp the joy of our faces.

“There was so much I was wrong about,” he says. “There is so much more I need to know and learn.”

“All of us,” I say.

“Why did you pick this spot to meet?” he says.

“Remember the walks through the park in the fall,” I say.

“Yes,” he says. “They meant that much to you?”

“Yes,” I say. “Those were such good times.”

“I remember them too,” he says. “They meant a lot to me, but I never imagined them meaning so much to you.”

“Did you ever have walks like that with your father?” I ask.

“No,” Dad says. “And I regret that. I was too busy for my Dad, too busy being a big shot.”

“See there, Dad,” I say pointing to a path leading to us.

“Yes,” Dad says. “Who is that?”

“It is your Dad,” I say. “Why not take the time to have that walk with him and then we’ll all walk together.”

John 5:28, 29; “Do not marvel at this, because the hour is coming in which all those in the memorial tombs will hear his voice and come out, those who did good things to a resurrection of life, those who practiced vile things to a resurrection of judgment.”

Acts 24:15; “and I have hope toward God, which hope these men themselves also entertain, that there is going to be a resurrection of both the righteous and the unrighteous.”

Revelation 20:12, 13; “And I saw the dead, the great and the small, standing before the throne, and scrolls were opened. But another scroll was opened; it is the scroll of life. And the dead were judged out of those things written in the scrolls according to their deeds. And the sea gave up those dead in it, and death and the grave gave up those dead in them, and they were judged individually according to their deeds.”

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There Are No Do-Overs

Writers are constantly in do-over mode. I a way the novel. The Summer of '62 was my do-over.

Writers are constantly in do-over mode. In a way the novel. The Summer of ’62 was my do-over.

Daily Prompt: Groundhog Day

In the comedy “Groundhog Day” Bill Murray experienced the same day again and again, stuck in a time loop until he got the day “right.” What day would you choose to repeat until you got it right? Do you think it’s ever possible to get life “right”?

This is another prompt that I can’t fully participate. For some that is not being a writer.

I recall several years ago talking with an aspiring writer, at least that’s what he said. I find many people call themselves writers, because they have taken a course and want to be a writer. At any rate, he said, “I’m a writer. I can explore anything.”

“Really?” I said.

“Yes, that’s what writers do. That makes it art.”

“Did somebody tell you that or is that something you came up with on your own?”

“Well, that’s what my professor said on the first day of class. I can write anything I want.”

“That sure made his job easier. If you were a chef would you prepare a purposefully bad meal or one laced with poison.”

“But Chefs aren’t artists.”

“Neither is a person who attends a creative writing course a writer, let alone an artist.” I said. “Learn to fry eggs before you become a writer.”

“That’s what I’m working toward.”

“I hope its eggs, but I hope you become a writer,” I said. “But set before you principles that are true, honest and that will make people better. Write within those principles. Give the reader hope, humor, happiness, and good. Show the reader you respect them and life and your craft.”

He is in med school. I hope he has better professors there.

I suppose writers are always changing stories are rewriting things from their lives. In my novel, The Summer of ‘62, I explore a day I made a decision. In the novel I made the decision I didn’t make in real life.

One time for a moment I imagined how my life would have turned out if making the decision made in the novel. I was overpowered by grief, because of wrestling with the idea that all I had at that moment would not have been. The things most endearing and precious to me would not be; my faith, my wife, my children, and my friends. They are worth more than a fanciful diversion.

I wonder if someday when that med student becomes a physician he will lament, “What if I would have become a writer?”

As a writer I explored that possibility, but within the principles of what I consider good reading.

What was that day that I rewrote? It’s available on Amazon for $2.99.

In life there are no do-overs. Time marches on in all directions at the same time. You can’t capture it, let alone relive it. We have to live with our decisions even if for only a few brief moments we wish to relive them. That is why it is so important to set principles early in life and live by them. This will minimize regrets.

Because life is full of time and unforeseen occurrences life is never “right” or always “right” depending on your view. It is what it is. To reiterate, that is why a guiding set of principles are needed so we can steer through or around the unforeseen. (The Bible, Ecclesiastes 9:11) Rather than looking back on days you would like to relive again to change them you can relive them with a smile and fondness.

That day back in 1962, it was a good day.

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Aunt Sadie’s Locket (Short story)

 Daily Prompt: The Little Things

Describe a little thing — one of the things you love that define you worlds but is often overlooked.

imagesCAGZXEZ0She was the last in my family of her generation to die. Aunt Sadie lived to be one-hundred and two. She was actually a great-aunt, my grandfather’s sister.

Over the years my reasons for returning to a small Indiana farm town became less and less, but Aunt Sadie was always on my agenda. This year will likely be my last.

Aunt Sadie was dead and I set alone in a funeral home sixteen miles from where she was born, raised, lived, and died. She never married although it was said she was engaged many years ago. She was a mystery to many in the family and community. She lived a quiet life. She was the town clerk for fifty years and held all the town’s secrets.

She was special and kind to me. She had to ability to pass on a pearl of wisdom at the most opportune time.

“The most precious things in life are no larger than your heart or a memory,” she always said and she would press her hand against a locket she wore around her neck. It was in the shape of a heart.

“What is inside the locket, Aunt Sadie?” I asked her when I was very young.

She smiled contentedly and said, “A teardrop.”

A skinny young man with curly blond hair arrived with a hurried stride.

He extended his hand as he looked around the a room with only me and a closed coffin. “I’m Reverend Archie, youth pastor at…,” he motioned with his head toward Aunt Sadie’s closed coffin and continued, “her church.”

I smugly looked over his attire of well-worn running shoes, jeans, a t-shirt, and a cross carved from wood around his neck . “I wasn’t aware she,” I motioned to the coffin with my head and continued, “I wasn’t aware she belonged to a church.”

“Yes,” Reverend Archie said. “She never attended, but sent a hundred-dollar check the first of every month.”

“Did you know her?” I said.

“No,” Reverend Archie said.

“Did anyone know her?” I said.

“No,” Reverend Archie said. “I was sitting with the head pastor and the assistant this morning and they didn’t know her either. I’ve never done a funeral before so they sent me. They thought I needed the training.”

“Yeah,” I said. “You gotta start someplace.”

“Is this it?” Reverend Archie said.

“Yeah,” I said. “So listen, why don’t you just go if that’s not asking too much?”

“Sure,” Reverend Archie said. “But who pays me?”

“Look, Reverend Archie,” I said placing my hand on his back and gently directing him to the exit. “It’s only the fifth of the month. She’s not around to use up her monthly contribution, take it out of that.”

Reverend Archie left and I sat for another ten minutes.

Before leaving I stopped into the office of the funeral director. He was a bald round man with a nervous manner.

“I’m leaving now,” I said. “Thank you.”

“Thank you sir,” he said. “And again, sorry for your loss.”

I smiled. “Is everything taken care of?”

“Yes,” he said. “And you want us to take care of the ashes.”

“Yes,” I said. “Per her instructions.”

I nodded and turned to leave his office.

“Oh, sir,” he said. “There is something for you.” He reached into his desk drawer and handed an envelope to me.

“Thanks,” I smiled.

I walked to the car and got in. I opened the envelope. Inside was Aunt Sadie’s locket and a note.

It read:

“Inside the locket is a picture of a doughboy who lost his life in France six months after it was taken. He was my love. He was my passion. I should tell you that besides his photo is one tear drop. Possess nothing larger than your heart and a memory, my dear lad. It is the small things that bring you greatest joy and happiness.”

Aunt Sadie

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A Reasonable Gut

You have to play a lot of chess before you have a gut feeling about making a move.

You have to play a lot of chess before you have a gut feeling about making a move.

Daily Prompt: Decisions, Decisions

How are you more likely to make an important decision — by reasoning through it, or by going with your gut?

Chad and Todd was looking for another partner and someone to share the work load of their real estate investment firm.

“I’ve got a funny feeling about this one,” Chad said.

“Funning feeling,” Todd said. “What do you mean?”

“You know,” Chad said. “A gut feeling.”

“Are you saying we should back out based on a gut feeling?” Todd said.

“Yeah,” Chad said. “It doesn’t feel right.”

“Look, we don’t invest based on how our gut feels,” Todd said.

“His smile,” Chad said. “It seemed like he was straining.”

“His smile!” Todd said. “You’re basing it on his smile?”

“Do you remember Mousey Vaughn?” Chad said.

“Yeah,” Todd said. “The guy who stiffed us for twelve hundred.”

“Same smile,” Chad said. “And when he answered his cell, the smile folded up like a cheap lawn chair.”

“So the guy don’t have a natural smile,” Todd said. “That doesn’t make him a crook.”

“His hand shake,” Chad said. “Limp and cold, like shaking hands with a corpse.”

“Maybe the guy had a wrist or hand injury,” Todd said.

“No wedding band,” Chad said.

“How do you know he‘s married?” Todd said.

“He said the phone call was from his wife,” Chad said. “No band and you don’t smile when your wife calls, there may be a problem.”

“You a marriage counselor now?” Todd said.

“No,” Chad said. “If he doesn’t wear…”

“Maybe he’s allergic,” Todd said.

“Or maybe he’s untruthful,” Chad said. “When he was on the phone we couldn’t here what he was talking about, but he was slumped down and almost appeared angry.”

“Hey, who hasn’t been upset with their wife?” Todd said.

“Not in front of people,” Chad said. “Especially people you want to impress.”

“Anything else?” Todd said.

“When he pulled into a parking space out front, he seemed irritated that some old lady got the spot before he did,” Chad said.

“Yeah,” Todd said. “And at the door he didn’t hold the door open for her. I thought that was strange and rude.”

“Something just isn’t right,” Chad said. “It’s just a gut feeling.”

It mttaers lttile waht oredr ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht frist and lsat ltteer is at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae we do not raed ervey lteter by it slef but the wrod as a wlohe.

We know when something is wrong. Our gut tells us it is. In the above paragraph it’s based on seeing a word spelled correctly thousands of times. When the interior letters are jumbled the word can not be pronounced as it is assembled. You must first learn the right way.

Our gut can tell us there is something wrong based upon previous experience and reasoning.

Note how the Bible comments on this in a practical way at Hebrews 5:14, “But solid food belongs to mature people, to those who through use have their perceptive powers trained to distinguish both right and wrong.”

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