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The Brightness From the Flames of the Heroism of Capt.Chesley Sullenberger and the Torch Doth Pass to Barack Obama to Light the Dark Times of America Under God. (Plus Sophie Lina)
God has strange ways of giving gifts. I am a writer now because I failed as a businessman and a travel agent.
I have always wanted to write. My father wanted me to be a lawyer like him but I failed in the attempt to follow his footsteps. My father was so disappointed because he said that being a good writer was a plus factor in writing legal briefs which would have served me in good stead as a successful lawyer. There was a time he showed my work to his law partner. I guess it passed muster because I got a blanket offer from the firm to join them upon graduation from law school.
God had other plans for me.
Baby boomers abound everywhere I turn. A lot of them are displaced and walk around like lost souls. A lot of them are pretty comfortable in retirement. They drive around in decent cars and bask in the easy pace. Most of their concerns dovetail with the gradual deterioration of various parts of the obsolescing human anatomy.
Looking for a meaning beyond religion is something out of reach for most. Cutting it in different professions did not leave them with recognition or reputations to outlive their life spans. In my case I have relative popularity in the Internet. About 6,000 people come back regularly to browse my stuff. I feel so proud when I type my name on Google search and my writings show up to fill up a whole page in the natural rankings. My memory is secure in cyberspace. It is a precious gift from God that had to be cloaked in debacles from my past when it came.
Just like the gloom I felt when the coming of my granddaughter Sophie Lina was so inauspiciously broken to me by my one and only daughter Lesley. I thought my whole world had fallen apart because everything I dreamed and labored for disintegrated in the acrimonious reality of a baby born out of wedlock. The shame and the recrimination invaded my whole person like the Angel of death of the Passover that snaked like a cloud thru the alleyways of God forsaken Egypt.
You know what; I've never known more joy in my life than the happiness that my granddaughter Sophie Lina beams to me now in my golden years. I know not one minute of depression because she has such thespian radiance and aplomb when at the prodigious age of three she can launch in song and dance in front of the TV to keep pace with the gyrations and singing heights of High School Musical.
I still can't believe that I can say with all magnanimity that I'm so lucky that my daughter has not yet decided to tie the knot with the father of my precocious bundle of joy and will probably wait two more years until their earnings stabilize to afford living as one Christian family under a roof of their own. In the meantime, I get to keep my granddaughter Sophie to have and to hold till I depart for heaven unknown.
Sophie is God's gift for the remaining stretch of my otherwise depressing aging which He has taken fit to color with such bounciness, brightness, and warmth. All in the name of love and caring; thanks be to the One and Only Holy Almighty God the Father.
God’s gifts come in strange costumes. Sometimes tattered rags cover precious treasures underneath.
In the same way He blights America with a financial crisis but pulls out a Barack Obama from the proverbial hat to engender a renewal of spirit for a nation gone berserk with consumerism and pursuit of money.
In the same way He bids an airliner to beach on the frigid waters of the Hudson only to pull out a 57 year old unnoticed and unsung hero in Capt. Chesley Sullenberger and crowns him with renown not only for the heroism of the hour but for the unswerving dedication he put into a lifelong career of adhering to American ideals.
Signs of the times and signals from God.
America will be back in the high life again but this time with a vision and an inspiration totally divorced from wastrel consumption and once more back on track to follow a noble destiny to lead the world to a better place in the sun
