Meditations of a christizen (christian-citizen)upon today's topics.
|I, Brother James, cultivated through my imagination and birthed via writing instruments (pen, laptop, etc) 'The Word Courier's Journal'. It is one of several literary efforts so conceived to include the "word", the mind altering, eye opening, life saving gospel of Jesus Christ into the every day conversation on those things deemed relevant to those readers who stumble upon my column. I and all other followers of the Lord are called to witness this message across the globe or at the very least to those around us. Jesus did say "Go therefore and teach all nations..." (see Matthew 28:19 KJV Holy Bible) Here lies my modest attempt to introduce the unknowing people to the Lord and immerse they who know Him in discussion with respect to His outlook on all that matters.|
|Ironically, I had a checkup on Wednesday with a nurse practioner the day before yesterday which was National Nurses Day. I am basically healthy but I don't know about going back there. She told me "you gotta straighten up and start living right." I said "I ain't hearing that. I want a 2nd opinion." So she said "oh yeah, you need a haircut too." ohh!
|Our local writing group has a meeting (via zoom of course) this Thursday. I expect that as with other "get togethers" we will share some of what we've written. And perhaps we'll have some type of writing challenge assigned to us. As previously exposed in 'Word Courier' entries, we had a project in which we listed 10 things people don't know about us.
I saved the juiciest unknown for last. I like to refer to number 10 on the list as “secret sauce.” I wrote the following on this topic:
I know more about people than I show. I wonder how some would react if they knew what it is that I know about them. And, it’s not just the embarrassing stuff. Some of my knowledge about others have done includes downright disturbing things. To put it metaphorically, I don’t know where all the bodies are buried, but I know who buried them.
Previously, I had misgivings about the college football season and specifically about my alma mater’s participation in it. This season happened not without a hitch but should be considered a safe and success. Having said that, I wasn’t disappointed we didn’t play in a bowl game though our gridiron greats were eligible.
Given how football survived, neither panic nor worry entered my heart when the other sport seasons began. In fact, I was excited about the condensed ’21 wrestling season. Our grapplers in 2020 were the clear cut, no doubt about it, uncontested best college wrestling program in the nation. However, my top ranked Hawkeyes would not get a chance to prove themselves.
The tournament was cancelled (rightfully so) amidst Covid-19 concerns thereby crushing my team’s aspirations. It appeared Spencer Lee would be denied a chance to be a four-time national champion. But, even that’s been resolved.
So what did my Hawkeye grapplers do? They simply picked up where they left off. The aforementioned Spencer Lee, winner of the tournament’s main event match and his 3rd N.C.A.A. division 1 title, led a contingent of seven All-Americans to win back the long absent 1st place trophy.
It was our first title since 2010. For Iowa, 11 years is an eternity to go between national wrestling championships. We were in the midst of nine consecutive N.C.A.A. titles when I was on campus. Just the same, I’d rather enjoy today than bask in our team’s past glory. This sentiment applies to all else in this time of pandemic, mask wearing and the onset of mass vaccinations.
Today is the best day we’re in. It must be, it’s the only day we’re in.
|I am so happy to report that I saw a robin yesterday. I don’t care what the calendar says. The robin is God’s way of showing us spring has arrived. I’ve heard but haven’t confirmed that the Hebrew Book of Enoch defines spring as the beginning of the calendar year.
Now of course, that knocks out our understanding of when the biblical events listed in the 66 books that make up the old and new testaments took place. But, right now, I’m not going too deep into that. I’m just glad to have seen my first robin of this year. That is, according to some if this year has started yet.
|“…choose you this day whom ye will serve…” “Joshua 24:15 KJV Holy Bible
I was pleasantly surprised at what was inside the pages of the Sunday (January 31 2021) Chicago Sun-times. (that’s right I still read the print editions of newspapers) Illinois Congressman Adam Kinzinger announced that he has started a movement to bring good sense back to the current political atmosphere.
That movement is the ‘Country First’ movement aimed at rescuing the Republican Party from its lunatic fringe that thrived under the now deposed and former POTUS Donald Trump. As the name suggest the emphasis is on our nation rather than the whims of so many of today’s elected Republicans.
The six term congressman boldly stated his case : “ This is no time for silence. Not after last month. Not after the past few years. Someone needs to tell the truth. Someone needs to say what history needs to hear. So here I am. The Republican Party has lost its way.”
The ‘Word Courier’ earlier suggested that the Republican do some soul searching about their ties with Donald Trump. Now, a national Republican Party leader has seen fit to stand up for principle over party and perceived political power. It’s about time.
|I get the feeling that comedians are secretly saddened by Donald Trump's election loss. Trump's tweets have provided tons of ready made joke material. I guess joke writers are the big losers here. No need for them.
Comedy has lost a valuable resource with Donald Trump's eventual exit from the public political sphere. The lame duck president will soon become a lame dud loser now unable to rant on Twitter and Facebook. Now what is Stephen Colbert going to talk about?
|Kwanzaa is a cultural celebration of beliefs held dear by those of us in African and Afro diaspora communities throughout the world. It is a yearend-year beginning ritual that rings out the old year beginning on December 26th and rings in the new year on January 1st.
Each of the seven days highlights a different principle valued by traditional African and Afro-centric communities. (see list) Today, December 29th is day 4, Ujamaa. This day is dedicated to cooperative economics. Economy based upon cooperation more so than competition is the priority expressed here.
Day 1, Umojo (unity)
Day 2, Kujichagulia (self-determination)
Day 3, Ujima (Collective work and responsibility)
Day 4, Ujamaa (cooperative economics) -Today
Day 5, Nia (purpose)
Day 6, Kuumba (creativity)
Day 7, Imani (faith)
We here in the United States have historically practiced this principle. Rent parties provide a perfect example of such. Our forefathers and those among us old enough to remember (which I’m not) devised a way to raise the rent money by throwing a party. They would put together a potluck, find some musicians, throw a party, get donations and pay the rent.
Harlem of the 1920’s is generally credited as being the birthplace of such events. Rent parties provided a beginning and a boon to popular black music of that day. Noted jazz and blues musicians performed at these functions. The Harlem renaissance it seems benefited from this social gathering born out of desperation.
This began in Harlem, but it was carried out across the industrialized North and Midwest during early 20th century years. Chicago, Cleveland and Pittsburgh played host to these occasions as well. Regardless of location, the more enterprising party host used this device to supplement their incomes on occasions besides their rent being due.
The parties captured the spirit of other principles espoused by Kwanzaa. The ideal is certainly creative (kuumba) and requires a unified mindset.( umojo) The functions displayed the ultimate in pulling ourselves up by our bootstraps ( kujichagulia) mixed with a sprinkling of community spirit (ujima) which took faith (Imani) to attempt in the first place.
Rent parties enabled black people of the day to survive and thrive. Rent partyers weren’t trying to connect to their African ancestry. They were just doing what they had to do in a world fraught with high rents and low wages. Yet, their efforts continued the tradition of ujamaa first conceived in the mother land.