Letters to the editor

September 15, 2005

Clouds today, sunshine tomorrow

To the editor:

I sit under my favorite tree with a heavy heart, drenched with sadness, impassioned for the dear persons caught in that powerful, devastating storm.

I want to say something to encourage, but my cup of courage is almost empty. I must find a way to fill it again, so I can offer some to others.

I know what to do - give it all to Jesus. Fear, pain, unbelief, sorrow and death were rampant. The very height of suffering. We may think, why does God allow this if He is a loving God?


The answer? I don't know, but I know there is one and it will be told to us some day. Personally, I view it and all negative happenings as a prelude to a great event. As mothers have pain before birthing, mother nature's pangs are ushering in the return of our blessed Savior.

Prophesy is being fulfilled daily. Not to fret. Black clouds today - sunshine tomorrow. Destruction today - construction tomorrow. Pain today - relief tomorrow. Death today - resurrection tomorrow. Heaven has received thousands of new residents and they are enjoying a specially prepared banquet hosted by the Lord Jesus himself.

They are receiving their reward, we are still on the waiting list. What to do? We can bow on our knees in reverence and honor to him. We can lift our arms in thanksgiving. We can confide in him our deepest secrets. We must continue our love, faith and trust for whatever tomorrow holds.

Frances Moats


Patience a virtue

To the editor:

As long as there are not too many of them, rainy days at the beach should be treasured. Rainy days give you time to reflect on life and on trips to the beach many years ago. In 1984, when our sons were 41/2 and 11/2, my wife and I first brought them to the beach.

Since then, there have been many repeat trips, either to Chincoteague, Va., or Ocracoke, N.C. Trips now are usually just my wife and I, as our sons have outgrown traveling with their parents.

One subject I reflected upon on my trip to the beach in August was patience. Road rage is pure and simple a lack of patience. Another example of not using patience is when your children come to you with a question or discovery and you are busy - the tendency is not to stop and give your child your attention.

Your child is not purposely trying to divert your attention, but genuinely wants your attention.

In today's society, there are many qualities that seem to be not practiced by many people. Patience is just one of them. In most cases, not being patient just means being impolite. In the case of some examples, i.e., road rage, we have seen over and over it can be deadly.

Meredith Fouche


Faith and reason meet on Sept. 18

To the editor:

The Rev. Joseph Foster of Grace United Church of Christ will speak on the book }Liberating Nature: Theology and Economics in a New Order". The Frederick Secular Humanists will join members of the Rev. Foster's church and other sectarians to discuss the book's topics of mutual concern.

Recognizing that we do not live separately from nature but are an integral part of it, author/economist Paul King and author/ theologian David Woodyard tackle environmental classicism and racism head-on, shedding light on the institutions that perpetuate poverty, powerlessness and pollution - and urging that we consider our role as caretakers of the environment with the seriousness it deserves.

This program is especially unique as it brings together the theists and the non-theists. There have been numerous meetings in the area to foster togetherness and understanding between people of different religions. Until now, there has been little effort to bring together those who live by faith and those who live by using reason.

This free event will be held on Sunday, Sept. 18, 1:30 p.m., at the United Church Of Christ, 25 East 2nd Street, Frederick, Md.. Refreshments and discussion follow the lecture.

Karlen Keto


Terrible days of human misery

To the editor:

The crowding at the New Orleans Superdome where the citizens from the city were packed with no food, no water, no medical care and no communication for five days reminds me of July 16, 1942.

On that day, under the German occupation troops' order, 13,000 Parisian Jews were rounded up and herded into the Vel d'Hiv, a sport complex in the southern part of the city and left for four days in 90-degree heat with no food, no water, no medical facilities and no way to communicate with families.

At the end of their ordeal, the buses did not take them to the clean cots, food and water of a welcoming Astrodome, but to the ovens of Auschwitz.

Jeanne Jacobs


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