“Fragile”

  • Not The Only One!
  • Post #161
  • 13 Nov 24
  •                    ” Fragile”
  • Howdy!,
  • Welcome back again.  Shall we go? ☺️. I can’t  believe that I’m saying  this but some  forty years ago when  I  was  stationed at what use to be Fort Benning, outside of  Columbus, GA., I  had a first * sergeant by the name of Hazel Hill. Of course no one dared call him by his first name, it was always First Sergeant Hill. He was a big man, by all standards what would be  classified as  obese. This was the eighties when  they  were putting  people out of  the  service  for not being in shape. He was a clear example of dunlaps disease. If you are unfamiliar with  that one, it’s when  your belly has done lapped over your belt  and waist☺️☺️
  • . He was someone who use to pound the drum about  PT ” physical training “. He preached it but we never saw him partake of it☺️☺️. It really  came  across as do as I  say , not what I  do. We would  exit to the PT field and  he always went to handle the  company’s  business.  The planning with the officers about  upcoming  training. He was a smoker, and with  his size we use to take bets on when  he would  kill over from a  heart attack.☺️☺️ Well, I never will  forget the morning that we went for our first five plus mile run. Guess who showed  up?….that’s right, First sergeant Hill. The DIs ” drill instructors had this practice  of  running  half of the distance and then  they  would  switch with  the ones following  behind  the platoon in a  truck. Long story  short, first sergeant Hill ran the whole distance and sang cadence all the way. He went  from  zero  respect, to a man that I would  confidently  follow off into  battle.  He called us a bunch of pussies and  light weights and  we were just  beginning to  get  close to where he had condition his body to.  A classic, don’t  judge a book by its cover, and that conditioning is about what’s on the inside, not the outward appearance. He was not a fragile man☺️☺️.
  • Next up one of my contemporaries, has a daughter, at the time in her mid twenties. She was blonde with  blue  eyes and what you would  call  pretty.  Maybe five seven and no more than  a hundred twenty  pounds soaking wet. Not very  big, but feisty . She had gotten involved with  drugs while in high school and spent  a little  time in and out of the pokey. Somewhere  along the way, she had picked up the tough girl privado . She would take on anybody without  consideration of  their  size and her being  seriously out matched .  I remember one occasion where she was coming out of a Walmart and  someone  had just  hit her car and was not leaving a note. Talking about  ticked off, she immediately  jumped in her car a followed them to their home. Think that she called  the police….nope, went  right up to the door and started an altercation. Any number of  bad things could have  taken  place at that point.  The thing  is she would  take on any and all takers , and it could  be win , loose or draw, and it was going to  be on. Small in stature, but not exactly what  you would  call  fragile. 😀😀
  • The people  have spoken I guess and all of the bickering will  never ever really  be put to rest, and this is where we  find the most fragile of all. These are the people who  have absolutely all of their  hopes and dreams tied up in a political party and political system that can  never deliver on the promises that it makes. I’m not really  sure why they  make promises, maybe they  are the foreplay for the excuses that are about to  follow.  ☺️☺️We have  such a  serious  lack of accountability in this country and  it really  doesn’t  matter which  party you are sleeping with.  Once upon a time they  use to take a break, but no longer is that the case. They  campaign and after the election is over they  immediately  start campaigning for the next time around or what we call the mid terms. It’s a nonstop  revolving door, and the fragile  ones are with them  every step of the way. They  may  be familiar with not putting all of  your  eggs in one basket, but they  are compelled to do so. They  can’t  not do it, even  if their  lives  depended on it ☺️☺️
  • I  have to admit that I  find them extremely humorous , with  all of their outlandish claims, which is  just  mostly  fear mongering.  They  drink the Kool aide and accuse others of being  brain washed, all the while they  fall for the same whimsical arguments at each and every  election  cycle. Talking about  nothing  new under the  sun, this is it. It’s the chicken  little  response of the sky is falling.  They  use language like ” it’s the most critical election of our lifetime, which  is  the exact same words they  used  four years ago , and we see how well  that turned out ☺️☺️, just  laughable.  Hold on, or hang around, they will  pull it out again  in four years from  now. ☺️
  • I refer to them as the fragile ones as they  sit behind some screen somewhere in the dark and make incredible  emotional arguments that just  doesn’t  hold water. They  have  this superior attitude that people are stupid for their  deeply  held beliefs, while  all along they are swayed by ridiculous talking points of the shall we say less than honest mainstream media☺️. It’s something that  much of America has given up on, because  it’s just a smidgen  above the  skits put on by SNL☺️☺️. It’s a formula of using some sad human  interest story about  something someone has overcome and while  your  emotions are  engaged, they  shovel  manure in your brain and  call it news. I think that I   have never   chuckles  so hard as them attempting to shame Christians, when they have absolutely  zero  mentality as to what that  is. They  don’t  stop there, they pull out some rare occurrence of  someone’s horrible experience with  some social  issues and  want to publicize it  as if it’s some universal standard. I will  go out on a limb here and say, yes bad things  happen, in fact they  happen all of the time.  We don’t  live in an utopia and there are no perfect solutions or systems that  will  cure all of our ills. The amazing truth is, if they  got absolutely  everything they  wanted, they still  wouldn’t  be happy or satisfied, because  they  are just a sad lot. The other  truth  is, it would  be  an America that would  be  unrecognizable for  most of us.
  • They are fragile and  are really  poor sports if I can frame it that way. After the people have spoken, they  will  continue to  sit behind a screen  somewhere and  continue to  remind us of how smart they are and  how without a clue the rest of us are. They are  really angry out there on the left, and they  will  just  continue to  pick at a scab instead of  letting  it heal. They would like for the scab to become  infected , so they  can  continue to  point an accusing finger, with a” GOTCHA”.  Make no mistake they  are no Paul Revere , just a bunch of unhappy  souls with  no real outlet for their  frustrations other than  more screen  time in a dark corner with  more snazzy remarks, that highlights their  lack of understanding that other  people  get. They just  can’t accept that people are capable of thinking for themselves and  are less closed minded than they  could  ever give them  credit for.
  • This isn’t where this is supposed to go, but I  want to  point out a couple of  things, before I  desperately try and find a Segway that may end up saving my bacon☺️☺️. A political cartoon, always in fashion and  humorous.  Two sides and of course two candidates.  One side is accusing the other side of  being Hitler, straight up fear mongering and  such an insult to  the Jewish  people and all that they  endured at the hands of Nazi Germany. The other  side  is screaming MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!! One side has a vision, while the other side is invest In personal attacks and  no plan or vision other  than trying to  scare you into voting for them …I don’t  know, maybe they  don’t  know that Halloween is over☺️☺️. This other one  comes from someone who is close to me, so maybe that makes it just that much sadder. They  recently attended a banquet for an organization that starts a capital N and then  a couple of  vowels and  ends with a  C& a P☺️☺️. One of their  major  concerns  is that the kids today don’t  remember the  struggles of  the Civil rights  movement and that is true, but it’s very  much  about  perspective.  I really  got the impression that  it’s not about  how far we have  come, as much  as it is about  teaching the next generation to hold on to the hatred that once spawned this organization, which  for the most part  has out lived it’s original  purpose. That may sound  harsh and try and remember that I  love history, but I just  believe that it’s more of the  picking the scab, instead of allowing healing to  take place in a country, that has allowed race to divide us way to long. We desperately need to heal and it’s just unfortunate that  some our invested in keeping the  race game front and center. Really  poor, poor eye sight when all we can  see is skin  pigment.
  • Let’s see about saving that bacon. ☺️First up I want to  apologize for it getting a  little to much political ☺️☺️. I think that when  we start slinging around  comments about  other people’s  intelligence, it just  reflect on ours or the lack of☺️☺️. The main reason why I think some are so fragile or just  so tied up into a  political party, is because they want that subversive power.  They  want  government to make laws that most wouldn’t  vote for at the ballot box and we have  definitely  seen an awful amount of  that the last thirty  years or so. It’s supposed to  be about “We The People “, not ” We the Elitist ” have decided for you☺️☺️. We are divided by race and  again  unfortunately our political  system just  seems to  feed  on it, but perhaps there is a really  good fast coming around the corner.☺️☺️  If you are a   person who likes to  keep  score as some do, write down  all of the things that  the fear mongering told you that  you should  be afraid of  and tuck it away  some place safe, like a time capsule and  just  look at it down  the road and just see how little  validity they held, and I will  put that with a double  dog dare you to  do it☺️☺️
  • Oh yeah!!, bacon saving ☺️☺️. We live in  a society where people  just  want to  bulldozer you over with  their  accomplishments . I recently read a post by a licensed clinical therapist and  they were talking  about  how many  of their  clients  social  media  pages, look absolutely nothing like  their sessions  together ☺️☺️. They  said they had to go back and check their  notes  to see if it was even the same person ☺️☺️. We hail those things that we think set us apart or somehow  points to  us as being successful or as they say ,just crushing it’ . We post glamor shots on our FB page , but behind the  scenes it’s actually  crushing  us☺️☺️. We want  others to  believe that we are  living our best lives, when  behind the  scenes, another story  is being told and written out about  how lonely you are, or it’s your  constantly teetering just  slightly above the  line of full blown  depression. Yeah!, we have those shiny moments of going to  a great  school.  We have  beautiful kids, awesome  careers.  We live  in exclusive upscale  neighborhoods and the list is just  endless.  I think that we are all tempted to  do that based on what the world’s standards of excellence represent themselves to be. I can  do that as well, but instead of  my accomplishments, I  find that most people  more so connect with  me on my level  of  brokenness.  That’s right  we are all fragile  in some way.   We may  not all travel  down  the birth  canal, darn C sections☺️☺️, but no one gets a pass on  being  fragile and  somehow  not being who we truly  hope to be or the story that we wanted.  We all experience something that  leaves us feeling  a little  less than adequate.  It may be something visible on the  outside for all to see, but many times it’s something  deep within in us that we  do our  absolute best to hide. ☺️
  • I will even go back to our little  buddies, hiding in  the  dark  with  all of their  political dark and sarcastic humor, they are  actually screaming about  some injustice that has taken  place in their  life, but instead of  trying to  process that pain, they  choose to bury it and lash out at others. Maybe that’s the saddest, when  we are somehow  broken or damaged and we either  don’t  recognize it  or refuse to acknowledge it. They want to be seen as strong , fearless and  as some kind of champion, not realizing that the stronger they are the more diluted that they become. No! I’m not here to pick at other  people’s  wounds, but maybe to suggest another way. How about if we take away the shame that is so very often associated with  our scars and wounds. They are  like  most dirty  little  secrets and  they  somehow  loose their power and  control over us when  we  pull  them  out of the dark and  bring them into the  light. 
  • We survived something or are struggling to  survive  something and it didn’t kill us, so we are actually stronger on the other side of  things. It’s probably a little bit crazy  to think about  celebrating our wounds , but they  build in a strength, maybe something  close to a firewall and  we can  use that to protect others in letting them  know that  this will  not overcome  them. I’m not saying that you will  come through the  furnace not smelling  like smoke, or that the scars from the  furnace won’t  change you in some way , perhaps profoundly.  I have  written about divorce several  times and  I  think  it’s one of life’s worst experiences, but having gone through that has given me a  much  more deeper level of understanding as to what it means  to try and find a way to make it work regardless of the  cost. The problem is  we don’t  always  find ourselves with a willing partner  in our efforts and  the ship will  go down🥲🥲.
  • We live in the age of the upgrade, or sometimes it looks more like monkey see, monkey do☺️☺️. If we are going to  imitate or be ” like Mike”, then  less emulate the One who proudly bore His scars for us. He has holes in His hands and feet and  even  one in His side for you and for me. Jesus went to the cross on our behalf  and it says  that , He  despised or disregarded the shame of the cross and again  done for you and for me. He bares His wounds for us and we need to bare our scars and wounds for other  people.
  • What has helped me  the most is knowing that  we are all the same. Regardless of  how well they  may dress it up, or seem to be crushing it,  we all have wounds and scars. My scars may not be your  scars, possibly they are, but we all have  them. I can  one hundred percent assure you  that  the political  system is  not the solution for the peace that you are seeking, and it can  only be  found in  Christ and  Christ alone, so show off those scars like  you do with  those cool tattoos ☺️☺️. So come out of the shadows and be brave and  confident , and know that being fragile is  not a curse and  that You are in great  company.
  • Till Next Time ✌️  Peace!
  • Sandy The Southerner

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