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I took some pointed, pernicious, focused abuse
a while ago when I allowed that I knew a "lot"
more "Good"-people than I did evil-spirited ones.
My opinion is that there may be 3 out of 100 "evil";
that leaves a whopping 97% "Good"-souls our there.
I was challenged that I did not "know" everyone---True!
Thank God! That I know the "Good"-ones! Amen!
Following is a true tale which verifies my conclusion.
Enjoy!
Plus:
Quality!---A
Class-Act!
(Free Cardinal-ball
tickets)
A
young man and his fiancé were in heavy traffic at the Home-of-the-Cardinals
ballpark in St. Louis on Friday night, August 11, 2017, trying to get into a
parking garage. They were in the second lane from the curb; the driver spotted
a man about 35 with a little girl about 9 and discerned by their actions with
the other pedestrians on the walkway that they were attempting to procure tickets
for the game.
“We
should give them our tickets,” the young man spoke to his fiancé. She agreed.
They
were caught in traffic and could not stop or get to the curb so continued to
the garage.
After
parking, as they exited the facility, they ran into the man and girl on the
sidewalk.
Coming
up to the couple, the young man said, “Are you going to the game?”
“No!”
Replied the man with the little girl. “We just came down to see if we could
score some ‘cheap’ tickets. I can’t afford to go on a weekend as the prices are
too high.”
Trying
again, the young man said, “Do you want to go to the game?”
“Sure,”
replied the man. “But, on weekends, it’s just too expensive.”
Handing
the man two tickets valued at $180.00 each, the young man smiled.
Looking
at the gift the man said, “I can’t accept these.” Shaking his head.
“They’re
free!” Announced the young man.
“What
do you want for them? I have to pay you something.” Came a weakening response.
“I
want you and your little girl to go to the game---and...have a blast.” The young
man replied.
The
seats were behind home plate just outside the really expensive first few rows.
The
young man and his fiancé went on to the corporate box of the company he worked
for where they joined his college hockey-buddies and their guests. He told them
the story.
A
few innings later, the “hockey”-boys gathered at the glass in the corporate box
overlooking the field; all eyes were on the man and his daughter in the seats
given by the young man.
An
usher came down the steps to the pair in the “free” seats carrying a box loaded
with sodas, ice cream, hot dogs, peanuts and popcorn for the Dad and the little
girl; the hockey-boys had all chipped in to treat the pair with a virtual feast.
“Class-act”!
Boys! The only way to top this would
be if you sang them: Sweet Caroline!
Society
and media-types devote “most” news-time to the “pernicious”-antics of the very
few “losers” among the public-at-large. “Good” always prevails in the hearts of men!
Real
“heroes” are simple, humble, working citizens, living happy, productive,
exemplar lives; these true heroes go about their business without fanfare, just
doing the “right”-thing, sometimes overtly practicing “Christian-generosity” in the process. I call them---God’s-blessings…to all!
Quality-people stand
tall among the “collective’---and…make a “real” difference.
Try intent to express purpose toward true Charity!
You’ll like it.
…And, the truth
shall set you free---Amen!
(Note: Names are withheld respecting privacy issues)
Plus:
Day 242
Lots of Nativity-sets
at Bapa & Nanny’s
Well!
Confession-time, again. I reckon so! 8-Christmas trees & 12-nativity sets!
And,
why not!? After all---I am…Santa Claus!!!
Skeptical
of my fiat? You challenge: If you are
Santa, why isn’t everyday “Christmas”!?
Should
you voice such accusatory accusation---my reply…every day is Christmas!
Rows
and columns on a sheet of paper determining a “count” of the passing year does
not determine “Christmas” celebration-festivities attitude for me---No! Sir!...I design my outcome!
Lady
Candice loves the holiday season as well as do I. Hence---Mrs. Claus! Makes
sense.
She
now has garnered some eight Christmas trees and twelve Nativity-scenes. Beautiful!
As
soon as Thanksgiving has come and gone, the very next day we begin “holiday”
decorating. Out of storage come all the “pretties” tastefully strategically
place around the house.
A
dear friend, Michael, once asked me what my Miss Candy was like. My reply: Perfect!
Femininity
wrapped in a tanned alabaster glow adorned with intelligent eyes, generous
lips, auburn waves of soft hair, a quick-wit, a generous sense-of-humor (she
still laughs approvingly at my "getting”-dumber jokes), a savvy partner in
business, love and life, a perfect mother and doting grandmother called
“Nanny”, my best friend and the soft-glow
of dawn each new day.
I
told Michael that she is an impeccable housekeeper; one can literally “eat off
her floors”! I allowed that she is fastidious in her duties; if I should take a
bite of a sandwich and lay it down to come back to later, it will
be---gone!...properly disposed of by the house-mistress! Voila!
So,
Candy complimented my “fantasy” that I truly am “Santa Claus” and
full-heartedly joined in the celebration. How so? With---8-Christmas trees & 12-Nativity
sets…and, counting!
Santa
can’t wait for Christmas season to go shopping for---just…one, or two, more!
Ole Santa &
Mrs. Claus wish you: Merry Christmas! Every blessed day!
Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet-“Jesus” Memories!
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