This is a passage from 1 Thessalonians I’ve always liked. (NSRV). I’ve tweaked it a little to reflect our current circumstances.
Rejoice always, 17 pray work without ceasing, 18 give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. 19 Do not quench the Spirit.
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and honestly, I don’t remember the last time I laughed so often and so hard at anything, much less at a subject that has hit Kelly and I personally so very, very hard. And the economy has definitely hit Kelly and I quite hard in the past few years.
Thank you, Stephen Colbert.
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Most of us think of the sound of poverty, or of being poor, as the voice of the homeless guy who sings out his need for spare change near the subway station or the bark of the homeless dog seeking scraps for supper. For many of us this noise fades into the background of every day life.
For American the fear of poverty inches closer every day with some of the impending financial decisions our government has to make in the next few days to stave off some serious cuts that will destroy the lives of many of the poorest and many of the middle class in the country. But that’s an American problem.
Then there’s the rest of the world.
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And maybe a small rant…
Despite the fact that I slept in today, I’ve gotten a remarkable amount of work done. I got the two thank you notes from yesterday’s interview written and sent out with Geoff to be dropped in the mail. I had picked up some more stamps on my way home after yesterday’s interview precisely so I wouldn’t have to hunt down a random forever stamp left over from the wedding or mix together a conglomeration of postcard stamps to do the trick.
I got an email about another interview from an interested local college. We have a telephone interview tomorrow and, if all goes well, an in person interview sometime soon after that.
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Even Robert Reich knows that quality seafood just can’t be found anywhere. And yeah, I wouldn’t trust Ben Bernanke to make clam chowder for me either.