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Sorry, I have to take it off track to say I hate guns. Hunting or skeet or anything.

No one needs a gun or 6.
 
Tis like food ... we don't need it if you wish to get beyond here and now ... yet desire ETa is free ... or was that Desiradda or un-desired response?
 
I get where you are coming from but respectfully disagree. When you are a rural resident there are times when the only effective tool is some sort of gun. I think of being unable to let the kids outside because the pesky bear just wouldn't go away and stay away. I think of the coyote that was behaving in ways not at all typical of his species. Yup, he had rabies and we didn't want our dogs or family getting bitten.
 
Guns r great equalizers
One doesn't have 2 spend years training under some sage to larn how to use them and a lot of different kinds of people can use them, from senior citizens to wheelchair bound...
Not that I have one or ever will...
 
Not to derail any further, but guns have been brought up. I agree with Kay. I grew up knowing two guns (rifle for deer; shotgun for birds) were kept deep in the closet in an upstairs room. I watched my father take an empty gun out of the closet, break it and check it, then carry it pointing to the floor or ground to the shed where he kept his amunition. then, with his ammunition in his pocket, and the gun still pointing down, he would disappear into the woods. When he returned, at the edge of the woodss wee would see him stop and unload his gun and check it. Indoors, in front of the closet he would check it again. Empty. Hee would put it away; then take his ammo out to the shed and lock it up. Those guns were not toys nor sporting eqquipment. They put food on the table, and were occasionally used on a porcupine who insisted on taking up residence under the shed, or heartbreakingly on putting an old or sick pet out of its misory.

Guns were not to be used against people; guns were never taken to church.
 
Seeler said:
Not to derail any further, but guns have been brought up. I agree with Kay. I grew up knowing two guns (rifle for deer; shotgun for birds) were kept deep in the closet in an upstairs room. I watched my father take an empty gun out of the closet, break it and check it, then carry it pointing to the floor or ground to the shed where he kept his amunition. then, with his ammunition in his pocket, and the gun still pointing down, he would disappear into the woods. When he returned, at the edge of the woodss wee would see him stop and unload his gun and check it. Indoors, in front of the closet he would check it again. Empty. Hee would put it away; then take his ammo out to the shed and lock it up. Those guns were not toys nor sporting eqquipment. They put food on the table, and were occasionally used on a porcupine who insisted on taking up residence under the shed, or heartbreakingly on putting an old or sick pet out of its misory.

Guns were not to be used against people; guns were never taken to church.
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This, exactly this. I am not "anti-gun", I am "pro-proper use of guns".

There are those who need them and use them properly.

There are those who simply want them under the pretense of self-defense o, though it is often more about personal power and machismo than personal defense from what I have seen.

I support gun privileges (not rights) for the former.

I do not for the latter.

My bottom line is that being able to own and drive a car is a privilege in our society. Your license and even your car can be taken away if you misuse (drinking and driving, street racing, etc.) it. Guns should be the same, and in Canada they are. The US situation is just nuts.
 
The wife hates guns ... especially when they make rackets like Jovian Canon ... common to Julian ... but more juvenile like cat a pull't!

At one time they were used to put plague missals over the ram parts ... to spread diz ease ...
 
Is this ... C'est date ... of the future as a sign of ... el cid/Els Ide? The primal thing without a source for clues ... thus the requirement for experience ... once known as empiric ... and eM gets it ... because none would tell them about the downside afore hand ...

Just cid 'n? I wish these things did not occur without hommo sapiens ... common wisdom ... gone wrong! Wisdom is often denied by those of pressing emotional in Putin ... can cause holes in the intellectual fabric ... thus the intermediate chaos ... in contest with those that say chaos does not exist as Ahri dervish ...

Yet some say it is the crown of glory ...
 
Whew...did it. The Remembrance Day Worship Service (at a church I don't usually attend) went okay. Just as in the gun discussion, where feelings are very pronounced, so are feelings very pronounced about how to honour our Remembrance. I was worried that I would say something that might hurt or offend someone as I tend to be a little bit of a peace-loving hippie type. But a lot of help from above (!) helped me navigate my way through.
 
No church for me today. I am still on my church break. Keep thinking about going back but waffling on where to go. I feel I need a change from the norm at my UU but I'm not sure a UCCan is going to scratch the right itch either based on past visits to the more progressive ones in London (First St. Andrews, Wesley-Knox, and Siloam). Looked at Unity's website again but I find their New Age inclination unappealing so I haven't even tried going to a service. I really need a more "religious" UU church to go to and there's nothing in range that fills that bill.

Nancy said:
Whew...did it. The Remembrance Day Worship Service (at a church I don't usually attend) went okay. Just as in the gun discussion, where feelings are very pronounced, so are feelings very pronounced about how to honour our Remembrance. I was worried that I would say something that might hurt or offend someone as I tend to be a little bit of a peace-loving hippie type. But a lot of help from above (!) helped me navigate my way through.
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We ended up with our company party happening on Remembrance Day this year (in the evening, of course) and it was handled well. Our senior AP clerk is married to a peace-keeping vet and has a son who did a tour in Afghanistan so they had her lead a short remembrance moment.
 
Remembrance Day service.
The time before, I listened to an older gentleman share how his identical twin 19-year old uncles died in the same sinking of a ship. How it impacted his grandfather, and his grandmother. he walked over and showed their names on the church plaque honoring those whose lives were lost.

To me, it is those stories which add meaning to remembrance day --- regardless of which side the family came from.

I read a poem in the service. It was not one that I would have picked, so was interesting to experience my emotions and reflections on it.
We had a wreath laid by the great-grandson of a woman in the church, she and her husband both served. I had a coffee with her after church and spotted the medals she wore. She told me about them.
the music was lovely, though, there was a hymn sing before, with the old time hymns.
there was a lovely bluesy intro to amazing grace, which when we sang lost most of that rhythm; however, it held in my brain.

sermon was also good, regarding Zacchaeus , the tax paper....and a continuation of the sermon series on generosity.

interesting, the service was over 90min in length. started at 10:30, and we were going into last hyman at noon. Didn't see anyone leave. Didn't hear any negativity. Each piece was honoured approprately: pass the peace was not rushed, communion was not rushed, prayers were not rushed or cut short.
it is different for me for people to letting a service go on, without cutting, when it runs long.
 
Missed church yesterday due to another commitment. And I had to stop into a couple of stores in the morning. Quite surprising to see how the world carries on every week while I am observing Sabbath. :ROFLMAO:
 
First Sunday on my new Pastoral Charge.

It was an evening service, a Memorial Hymn Sing which is an annual event so I had little to do outside of show up and meet people. I read Charlotte Bronte's poem entitled "Life" then the list of individuals that the next hymn was dedicated to and then returned to my seat in the pews.

The first student I ever worked with happened to be in the audience and we were able to reminisce afterwards. He is retired now. Weird.

They neglected to get me a set of keys so I have to try and track down someone to get a set otherwise it is drive out to Brigus or Cupids and not know which door is appropriate for me to knock on and introduce myself.

It was a fine service and fellowship afterwards went smoothly. I preach next Sunday for them for the first time. I'll know better after that how happy they are to have me. Indicators from last night suggest that they are pleased I can read poetry.
 
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