Author: rkcdlitt

 As we get closer to December 25^th, I wonder at all the wonder sights I see as my wife, and I drive around our small town of Smalltown USA. I know it is the Christmas season, but I am in no mood to celebrate in a country that seems to be preparing for an unnecessary war. Our leaders seem to be daring the leaders of a southern country to make a daring move so that our leaders have the perfect reason to “ open fire” ASAP.

I have never been to war, but I did train to go to war when I served in the United States Marine Corps long, long ago. caring and compassion in their vocabulary or their daily understanding of others’ lives. I do not say that others are not loving people; it is just that they do not understand that the poor people they see n the street are living souls who also have lives and dreams other than poverty and misery. They hear the sermons in church and are heartbroken but cannot believe it is happening right in their own communities.

The time has come for us to reconcile our hearts and minds  with all others. Our dislike and mistrust of people with different religions, or people who come from a country different from ours, must be eliminated. Look at our immediate neighbors. We all love God, no matter what name we call him; we all pray to God, no matter whether we kneel, stand, or prostrate ourselves to do this. We all have children that we love and cherish, and we all have worked to improve the American society when we were younger to leave a better country for our children and grandchildren.

We did this with  divided us, love in our hearts, not hate. We did this with the idea that we wanted a better place to leave our children than the one we grew up in. It seems that things and society did get better for a while, then another war broke us apart,

We are a see-saw society; one year we love God; one year we don’t. But each year we celebrate His birth and each year we mourn His death. Hypocrites all!

Christmas is five days away. This year, when you see a homeless person at the corner, don’t drive right, by, give him or her a five-dollar bill and wish him a very merry Christmas. Who knows, it may help her buy an extra something for her family and make her Christmas special. And it might even give you a little extra tingle also.

 Merry Christmas, Readers, I love you.

 Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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I was in the midst of my evening prayers last night when I was interrupted by an errant thought about my morning blog. I immediately made a pencil note and  got back to my prayers. So here I am this morning and thinking about the very first prayerful blog I posted back in 2016. I thought I might expand on it this morning, but when I read it, I stopped and said, how about just reprinting it, for it is more powerful today than 8 ½ years ago.

A Failure of Love (November 1, 2016)

How pleasant it would be if every moment of life were an expression of God’s Love, an opportunity to experience the truthfulness of the Divine. All of us are aware of God’s presence as we watch a magnificent sunrise, or sunset, hear beautiful music, or watch baby birds growing in a nest outside our kitchen window. How fortunate we are to be able to experience this magnificent godly love.

Our thoughts need to be deeper than just a magnificent sunrise. As Marie Howe expresses in her poem The Map, “The failure of love might account for most of the suffering in the world.” This must include all suffering that we, as children of God, must address, or we do not deserve to call ourselves Christians, or Muslims, or Jews. In all our holy books, the call for love from God is strong; the call to welcome the stranger is the commandment.

Instead, we reject the stranger! Lindsay Hardin Freeman says the following in her novel Bible Women: “Fleeing one’s home in time of war is a heartbreaking last resort. Victims don’t leave for trivial reasons—because the price of food is too high. They run for their lives, in poverty, often alone, always in the shadows of death and destruction.”

These are truly victims of war; they are running for their lives. Can we honestly reject these people because they look different from us, call God by a different name, or speak a different language? If we are truly people of faith, we must reach out our hands to provide homes and comfort for these fellow sojourners. To do less is to violate Jesus’ second commandment: to love our neighbors as ourselves.

So now as 2026 comes rushing towards us, I again lift this up to our accepted standards of faith to convince ourselves to follow the teachings of Jesus and not the interpretations of some errant leaders.

 Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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I ascend my staircase to be to closer to God when I really want to meditate and pray. But when I think about it¸ I feel foolish because God is within me as he is with all of us. But for somehow up in my loft I just feel closer all the way up there. But the truth is, like all human beings, I fool myself into believing that if I ascend to a lofty place, such as going to church into the chapel and get on my knees and light a candle, God will hear me better. He’ll listen to me. Because I’ve done an act of penance. What a line of bull!!!!

And having a doctorate in literature,  I really know how to sling the bull. What we have to do Is open our mind to the truth. And the truth is that we’ve really screwed things up. We don’t look at each other ss God wants us to. We look at each other with fear,  not with love. Are you going to hurt me? Are you going to take something from me? Are you richer than me? Or how about this one? Are you better looking than I am? How prissy?

That poor woman on the street corner with no legs and no teeth. Her Game? Waiting for a quarter, so that by the end of the day she can wheel herself to the local McDonald’s and buy a Happy Meal. I look at her and I wonder where Jesus is today. But in her mind, he’s sitting right in her lap as she eats her Happy meal. Because she triumphed. She was hungry and we have helped her. Can it be that simple? Yes. Jesus saved her for today.

Read the Bible closely. In between the miracles Jesus does very little. Except giving the people hope. And that’s a hell of a lot. Believe in them. Hope. He pulls them out of their dread of life. He brings them closer to God. The one true God. The one that works within them every day. The one that overlooks the destitute that they live in. And enriches their lives. I may be 82 and use a Walker. And may not be able to walk across the room without spinning like a carnival ride. But when I stop and think about the beauty of my life. And I wake up every morning. To God’s wonderful world. I couldn’t pray for anything better.

Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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 We all wear labels throughout our lives.

My dad often called me stupid;

my coaches often called “my chunk.”

Neither were labels of respect!

That’s why I never, ever used terms

For kids of other cultures in school that

some of my friends used in private.

Then I became a Marine!

After which I became a retailer

worker with my father and mother

in their retail business; my label was a retailer.

And eventually became a teacher and then a professor!

I wore labels of great respect. And I wore labels of no respect.

I love all the labels I wore, and I hated all the labels I wore, because I always wanted a life without labels.

But now that I am retired, I realize

that this is possible only if we give up our desires

to be better than others. Give up the competition

that our parents and teachers have drilled into us since birth.

The competition that we are better than anybody else.

We are all children of God. Equal in God eyes. We must realize that there are no labels. We are all loved by God equally,

regardless of who we are or what we looked like.

Accepting a life without labels makes us humans living in God’s heart.

Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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