Dear Moby, My husband, Wesley, is a huge fan of yours and listens to you every morning from his patrol car or while taking our daughter to school. He is a deputy at Habersham County Sheriff’s Office and has been serving his community for 14 years. Wesley was in Iraq for a year serving as an International Peace Officer teaching Iraqi police officers tactics, safety, and SWAT. A couple of weeks ago, on September 24, our lives changed forever. Wesley, who is 34 years old, was diagnosed with kidney cancer. It was like a punch in the gut. He has not been feeling well for over a year now but has continued to get up and go to work, serving his community and providing for his family.
Wesley and I have been married for almost 14 years and we have two precious girls, Macey who is 12 and malin who is 9 months. God couldn’t have given me a more perfect life partner and gave our two girls the BEST daddy He ever made. Wesley is a servant. He serves our community, the nation, the world, but most importantly, his family. Today I am asking for your prayers. We have been blessed with an incredible support system from our family, friends, and the community but every prayer is heard and the more, the better. Wesley is scheduled for surgery at Emory in November so if you can please mention him in your prayers. I continually ask for God’s grace, love, peace, and comfort in his body and our lives. Thank you for your outstanding support for police officers and your public acknowledgement of their tireless duty and sacrifice on a daily basis. He is a hero, not because of his job, not because of the cancer, but because he is OURS.
With love and respect, Leah Littlejohn
1. Prayer is not a “spare wheel” that you pull out when in trouble, but it is a “steering wheel” that directs the right path throughout the journey.
2. So why is a car’s windshield so large and the rear view mirror so small? Because out past is not important as our future. So, look ahead and move on.
3. Friendship is like a book. It takes a few minutes to burn, but it takes years to write.
4. All things in life are temporary. If going well, enjoy it, they will not last forever. If going wrong, don’t worry, they can’t last long either.
5. Old friends are gold! New friends are diamond! If you get a diamond, don’t forget the gold because to hold a diamond, you always need a base of gold.
6. Often when we lose hope and think this is the end, God smiles from above and says, “Relax, sweetheart, it’s just a bend, not the end.”
7. When God solves your problems, you have faith in His abilities; when God doesn’t solve your problems He has faith in your abilities.
8. A blind person asked St. Anthony, “Can there be anything worse than losing eyesight?” He replied, “Yes, losing your vision!”
9. When you pray for others, God listens to you and blesses them, and sometimes, when you are safe and happy, remember that someone has prayed for you.
10. Worrying does not take away tomorrow’s troubles, it takes away from today’s peace.
Every four years, on our television screen
The commercials start blarin’, Asking us why can’t we see
The other guy is evil, he’s the one to take the blame
And if you disagree with me, then you must be insane
The socialists are coming, if you ask ole grandpa Joe
While the rich are getting richer, if you ask his grandson Bo
The truth is the war is over and the people haven’t won
Its the people we’ve elected holding up the smoking gun
They tell you that we’re all to blame and hold up your equal share
But when it comes to their turn, the buck stops over there
We’re all drinking the kool-aid but we’re running out of time
Believing that this is everybody else’s fault but mine
This morning Moby decided to think pink because October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. A new survey by Avon reveals that 33% of women are ‘too scared’ to check their breasts for cancer.
One in 2,000 women will develop breast cancer by the age of 29, while one in 22 will have had it before the age of 60.
57% of women forget to check their breasts for lumps on a regular basis.
The following are the five most common signs of breast cancer, and if you notice any of these changes you should visit your doctor:
1. A lump
2. A change to skin texture
3. A rash or crusting
4. A change in appearance of nipple
5. Nipple discharge
Dear Moby, I have been teaching high school for 24 years. One of the classes that I teach with a passion is American Government. As usual, election years are the best for this subject! I am not permitted to let the students know how I would vote so it’s always fun to play the devil’s advocate both ways and keep them confused! I listen to your show each morning as I drive to work. If you would, I would like for you to share the following thoughts on Small Town Soap Box.
After listening to the Republicans blame the Democrats and vice versa for the poor state our economy is in, I feel the truth needs to be told…
The failing economy is our fault…the end of the Baby Boom Generation is totally to blame for our sad state of affairs. We became too greedy and did not heed the lessons we were taught by our parents, members of the GREATEST GENERATION. They fought and sacrificed for our freedom and that of the world in the 1940s. They worked hard, saved their money and lived well within their means in the 1950s. Those born at the beginning of our era followed in Mama and Daddy’s footsteps and lived right. Those of us born in the early 1960s were not as smart. We grew up in a world that glorified psychedelic drugs, belittled our troops in Vietnam, and promoted materialism. They dangled the materialistic carrot in front of us in the form of credit cards with tantalizing promises of being able to live above our means. We were tempted with loans for homes much bigger than our salaries could afford. Ignoring the example set by our parents, we snapped at that hook baited with materialism and were easily reeled in to a level of debt we could not afford. Just like those who made the same mistake in the 1920s that led to the Stock Market Crash, we have now crashed. The sad thing is, we are blaming everyone but ourselves. Our grandparents did without, and would take any job they could to provide for their families. They never once said a job was too menial or didn’t pay enough. Once they made it through the depression, our grandparents and parents sacrificed again – living on rationed gas, food, and various clothing items – to win the war for freedom. Have we sacrificed? Not really, we have people who don’t work because they can actually make more money drawing unemployment than they could by taking any job they could find. Those credit cards have been either played one for another trying to bundle up for lower interest rates or bankrupted against. What about those big homes we bought? We let them go back to the bank causing home values and tax bases to drop. This is creating budget deficits that are impacting the next generation because of cuts to education. You know what else? We keep electing anyone who promises to get us out of the situation we got ourselves into. It doesn’t matter if they are a Republican or a Democrat, we will elect them if they promise we won’t have to pay for the consequences of our actions. Folks, it’s time for us to quit blaming the Republicans and the Democrats, the finance companies and the credit card agencies. We set the example – a bad example – and now it’s time for us to ‘man up’, shut up, accept the blame and go back to the hard work, living within our means, and saving example set by our parents and grandparents. We got too big for our britches and we have been taken down. Let’s quit supporting those who think debt is a good thing. Let’s suck it up, and honestly pay our way out of this mess. May God’s hand guide us and bless us. As always, May God bless the U.S.A.! Thanks Moby! Have a great day! Jean H. Sellers Social Studies Woodstock High School
D iagnosis, prognosis and cure in just a couple of short paragraphs!!!
If you doubt any part of what Dr. Jones says, go visit your local hospital emergency room as an observer for an hour or so some Friday or Saturday night.
This is from a young physician by the name of Dr. Starner Jones. His short letter to the White House accurately puts the blame on a “Culture Crisis” instead of a “Health Care Crisis”.
Dear Mr. President:
During my shift in the Emergency Room last night, I had the pleasure of evaluating a patient whose smile revealed an expensive shiny gold tooth, whose body was adorned with a wide assortment of elaborate and costly tattoos, who wore a very expensive brand of tennis shoes and who chatted on a new cellular telephone equipped with a popular R&B ring tone.
While glancing over her patient chart, I happened to notice that her payer status was listed as “Medicaid”!
During my examination of her, the patient informed me that she smokes more than one costly pack of cigarettes every day and somehow still has money to buy pretzels and beer.
And, you and our Congress expect me to pay for this woman’s health care? I contend that our nation’s “health care crisis” is not the result of a shortage of quality hospitals, doctors or nurses. Rather, it is the result of a “crisis of culture”, a culture in which it is perfectly acceptable to spend money on luxuries and vices while refusing to take care of one’s self or, heaven forbid, purchase health insurance. It is a culture based on the irresponsible credo that “I can do whatever I want to because someone else will always take care of me.”
Once you fix this “culture crisis” that rewards irresponsibility and dependency, you’ll be amazed at how quickly our nation’s health care difficulties will disappear.
STARNER JONES, MD
My name is Bishop E.W. Jackson – Chairman of Ministers Taking a Stand with a message to Christians in the black community.
It is time to end the slavish devotion to the Democrat Party.
They have insulted us, used us, and manipulated us. They have saturated the black community with ridiculous lies. “Unless we support the Democrat Party we will be returned to slavery, we will be robbed of voting rights, the Martin Luther King holiday will be repealed.” They think we are stupid and that these lies will hold us captive while they violate everything we believe as Christians.
The Democrat Party has created an unholy alliance between certain so-called civil rights leaders and Planned Parenthood which has killed unborn black babies by the tens of millions. Planned Parenthood has been far more lethal to black lives than the KKK ever was. And the Democrat party and their black civil rights allies are partners in this genocide.
The Democrat party has equated homosexuality with being black – which is another outrageous lie! They can keep their homosexuality private. You and I can not hide being black. I need not recount to you the painful history of slavery, Jim Crow, lynchings, and sterilizations all because of skin color. Anyone who dares equate the so-called gay rights movement to the history of black Americans is exploiting the black community.
They say opposition to same sex marriage is the same as opposition to inter-racial marriage. That is an insult to human intelligence! It is a lie! No Christian should support this! Yet the Democrat party has now declared same-sex marriage an official part of its platform. And black Christians remain in that party?
The civil rights establishment has embraced the lies and betrayed the black community and God Almighty for 30 pieces of silver from the Democrat Party. We as Christians ought to know better. Shame on us for allowing ourselves to be sold to the highest bidder!
WE belong to God! Our ancestors were sold against their will centuries ago but we’re going to the slave market voluntarily today. Yes, it’s just that ugly!
What do you call it when Jesus Christ died on the cross for your sins and my sins and paid the price for our freedom and you join in covenant with a political party that doesn’t even want God mentioned in their platform? And gets offended at the very mention of Jesus’ name? If your pastor tells you to vote for a party that disrespects Jesus – you need to leave that church. Black pastors are also going to have to answer for whether they serve Jesus or the Democrat Party. The Black community will never prosper by betraying God and following leadership that carries the favor of the Democrat party. It is time for Christians to have the faith and courage to refuse to associate with a political party that has over the years become anti-Christian, anti-church, anti-bible, anti-life, anti-family, and anti-God.
The Democrat party is also becoming increasingly anti-Israel, and God said I will curse those that curseIsrael. Do you want to be cursed with them? It is time to come out of the Democrat party and to refuse to support its candidates in their rebellion against God. It’s not about party, but principal. It’s not about race, but righteousness. And you will stand before God to give an account for your choices and motives. We don’t need the Democrat party or any party! We need God! God will take care of us. It’s been a long time coming, but the time has come to take a stand. Come out from among them! Exodus now!
For those who understand, no explanation is needed. For those who do not understand, no explanation is possible.
One day I had lunch with some friends. Jim, a short, balding golfer type about 80 years old, came along with them – all in all, it was a pleasant bunch. When the menus were presented, we ordered salads, sandwiches, and soups, except for Jim who said, “Ice cream, please. Two scoops, chocolate.” I wasn’t heard my ears heard right, and the others were aghast. “Along with heated apple pie,” Jim added, completely unabashed.
We tried to act nonchalant, as if people did this all the time. I couldn’t take my eyes off Jim as his pie a-la-mode went down. The other guys couldn’t believe it. They ate their lunches silently and grinned. The next time I went out to eat, I invited Jim. I lunched on white meat tuna. He ordered a parfait. I smiled. He asked if he amused me. I answered, “Yes, you do, but you also confuse me. How come you answer order rich dessert, while I feel must be sensible?” He laughed and said, “I’m tasting all that is possible. I try to eat the food I need, and do the things I should. But life’s so short, my friend, I hate missing out on something good. This year I realized how old I was. (He grinned) I haven’t been this old before.”
“So before I die, I’ve got to try those things that for years I had ignored. I haven’t smelled all the flowers yet. There are too many trout streams I haven’t fished. There are more fudge sundaes to wolf down and kites to be flown overhead. There are too many golf courses I haven’t played. I’ve not laughed at all the jokes. I’ve missed a lot of sporting events and potato chips and coke. I want to wade again in water and feel ocean spray on my face. I want to sit in a country church once more and thank God for His grace. I want peanut butter every day spread on my morning toast. I want un-timed long distance calls to the folks I love the most. I haven’t cried at all the movies yet, or walked in the morning rain. I need to feel wind on my face. I want to be in love again. So, if I choose to have dessert, instead of having dinner, then should I die before night fall, I’d say I died a winner, because I missed out on nothing. I filled my heart’s desire. I had that final chocolate mousse before my life expired.”
With that, I called the waitress over … “I’ve changed my mind,” I said. “I want what he is having; only add some more whipped cream!” Be mindful that happiness isn’t based on possessions, power, or prestige, but on relationship with people we like and respect.
Remember that while money talks, CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM SINGS!
I am a doctor specializing in the Emergency Departments of the only two military Level One-Trauma Centers, both in San Antonio, TX and they care for civilian Emergencies as well as military personnel. San Antonio has the largest military retiree population in the world living here. As a military doctor, I work long hours and the pay is less than glamorous. One tends to become jaded by the long hours, lack of sleep, food, family contact and the endless parade of human suffering passing before you. The arrival of another ambulance does not mean more pay, only more work. Most often, it is a victim from a motor vehicle crash.
Often it is a person of dubious character who has been shot or stabbed. With our large military retiree population, it is often a nursing home patient. I had not stopped to think of what citizens of this age group represented.
I saw ‘Saving Private Ryan.’ I was touched deeply. Not so much by the carnage, but by the sacrifices of so many. I was touched most by the scene of the elderly survivor at the graveside, asking his wife if he’d been a good man. I realized that I had seen these same men and women coming through my Emergency Dept.. and had not realized what magnificent sacrifices they had made. The things they did for me and everyone else that has lived on this planet since the end of that conflict are priceless.
Situation permitting, I now try to ask my patients about their experiences. They would never bring up the subject without the inquiry. I have been privileged to an amazing array of experiences, recounted in the brief minutes allowed in an Emergency Dept. encounter. These experiences have revealed the incredible individuals I have had the honor of serving in a medical capacity, many on their last admission to the hospital.
There was a frail, elderly woman who reassured my young enlisted medic, trying to start an IV line in her arm. I noticed a number tattooed across her forearm. I touched it with one finger and looked into her eyes. She simply said, ‘ Auschwitz ..’ Also, there was this long retired Colonel, who as a young officer had parachuted from his burning plane over a Pacific Island held by the Japanese. Now an octogenarian, he had a minor cut on his head from a fall at his home where he lived alone. His CAT scan and suturing had been delayed until after midnight by the usual parade of high priority ambulance patients. Still spry for his age, he asked to use the phone to call a taxi, to take him home, then he realized his ambulance had brought him without his wallet. He asked if he could use the phone to make a long distance call to his daughter who lived 7 miles away. With great pride we told him that he could not, as he’d done enough for his country and the least we could do was get him a taxi home. My only regret was that my shift wouldn’t end for several hours, and I couldn’t drive him myself.
I was there the night M/Sgt Roy Benavidez came through the Emergency Dept. for the last time. He was very sick. I was not the doctor taking care of him, but I walked to his bedside and took his hand. He was so sick, he didn’t know I was there. I’d read his Congressional Medal of Honor citation and wanted to shake his hand. He died a few days later.
The gentleman who served with Merrill’s Marauders, the survivor of the Bataan Death March, the survivor of Omaha Beach, the 101 year old World War I veteran.
The former POW held in frozen North Korea The former Special Forces medic – now with non-operable liver cancer the former Vietnam Corps Commander..
I may still groan when yet another ambulance comes in, but now I am much more aware of what an honor it is to serve these particular men and women.
I have seen a Congress who would turn their back on these individuals who’ve sacrificed so much to protect our liberty. I see later generations that seem to be totally engrossed in abusing these same liberties, won with such sacrifice.
It has become my personal endeavor to make the nurses and young enlisted medics aware of these amazing individuals when I encounter them in our Emergency Dept. Their response to these particular citizens has made me think that perhaps all is not lost in the next generation.
My experiences have solidified my belief that we are losing an incredible generation, and this nation doesn’t know what it is losing. We should all remember that we must ‘Earn this.’
If it weren’t for the United States Military, there’d be NO United States of America!
Steven Ellison, MD A MILITARY DOCTOR
And now as you have finished reading this, our Congress that enjoys their free medical care are in the process of charging these people for their medical care and at the same time possibly reducing their retirement pay. A typical political “thank you.”
You live in a country run by idiots….
Or you might if…A 7 year old boy can be thrown out of school for calling his
teacher “cute” but hosting a sexual exploration or diversity class in grade school is perfectly acceptable.
You might if…The Supreme Court of the United States can rule that lower courts cannot display the 10 Commandments in their courtroom, while sitting in front of a display of the 10 Commandments.
Hard work and success are rewarded with higher taxes and government
intrusion, while slothful, lazy behavior is rewarded with EBT cards,
WIC checks, Medicaid and subsidized housing, and free cell phones.
Politicians think that stripping away the amendments to the constitution
is really protecting the rights of the people.
You pay your mortgage faithfully, denying yourself the newest big screen
TV while your neighbor defaults on his mortgage (while buying iphones,
TV’s and new cars) and the government forgives his debt and reduces his
mortgage (with your tax dollars).
Your county’s beingrun by idiots if…Your government can add anything they want to your kid’s water (fluoride, chlorine, etc.) but you are not allowed to give them raw milk.
Being stripped of the ability to defend yourself makes you “safe”, but arming yourself makes you a potentially dangerous suspect.
You have to have your parents signature to go on a school field trip but
not to get an abortion.
An 80 year old woman can be stripped searched by the TSA but a Muslim
woman in a burka is only subject to having her neck and head searched.
If all this is true for you & your neighbors, you live in a country run by idiots.
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