In light of the relatively small voter turn-outs in our country’s most recent elections, the subject has come up of a policy of mandatory electoral voting. Certain democratic governments elsewhere already have similar policies in place, requiring their citizens to vote upon election day.
Just this past year, numerous changes have taken place in my life. The first major change: I’m moving to Texas from Florida in January to go back to school to study music. I’m leaving my parents’ home with not much money, and I’m going for it. The second major change: I met a woman recently here in my home town, who consequently I want to spend the rest of my life with. Now you would think that these two changes might have a certain conflict of interest, but they don’t.
Just a few Sundays ago, while I was attending church as usual, the pastor gave us a teaching about negativity. He related a story to us about a recent study done on negativity and its effects on our culture. Needless to say this was a real eye opener for me and for many of my friends who also attend my church.
Have you ever wondered who built the Sphynx in Egypt? Or who made Stonehenge in England? Or if the siege and destruction of Troy ever took place? If you have, then you’re not alone. I, for one, have a certain fascination with all things historical. From the very beginning of time, to as recent as the industrial revolution, my curiosity has almost turned into an obsession.
Just this Tuesday, public schools in my county were shut down in the morning on account of a bomb threat. The caller claimed that there were fifteen bombs on local school buses. Local authorities and employees of the School District searched all two-hundred-and fifty buses in the system twice.
Do you remember, earlier this year, hearing a story in the news about a church in Kansas protesting a soldiers’ funeral? Well just last week, on Nov. 1st a jury awarded the father of the deceased, Albert Snyder, eleven-million in punitive damages.
This past weekend I went to the zoo, with some people very close to me. It was so much fun that afterwards, I got depressed about not having so much fun anymore. I saw some animals I hadn’t seen in a long time, as well as some I had never seen before. The day went well and I can’t say I have anything to complain about at all.
If someone were to ask me who my hero was, I would of course have to answer out of obligation that it is Jesus. He is my savior and my creator and my Lord. But after that, there are several people who inspire me and for whose life and contributions I am thankful. The one person who sticks out in my mind currently, is now in a wheelchair, but is not useless.
