Governor Perry, the Inconsistent

On Sunday, The Dallas Morning News adds a “Points” section to the paper; this section includes expanded commentary on current national and international issues.  Also included are notable quotes spoken or written during the previous week.

This week, one such quote, from Texas Governor Rick Perry, caught my attention:

The state has a responsibility to prevent the needless suffering of our most vulnerable citizens.” — Gov. Rick Perry, endorsing legislation called the Preborn Pain Act, to ban abortions in Texas after 20 weeks (The Dallas Morning News, Thursday)

If this is true, Gov. Perry, then why the inconsistency with accepting federal Medicaid assistance that is offered as part of the Affordable Health Care Act?  Are the children of the poor, of the homeless, not also vulnerable?  Is there not a responsibility to prevent suffering, period?



I am thankful for those in Austin who continue to pressure for a change in position.  Other state legislatures and governors have reversed their decisions, humbly agreeing with the citizen’s stance.  Why not Texas?

For further information on the uninsured in Texas, click here:  

And for the current stance by organizations pressuring for a change, including Texas Impact, see this follow up article by Manny Fernandez of the New York Times:  




Where Have All the Tall Trees Gone?

Most people have heard the phrase that begins, “The grass is always greener…..”  It’s usually coupled with an “I wish  X would change” type reflection.

We along Cottonwood Creek in Richardson have said that a lot in the past year or so.  The creekbed was overgrown, and the water had stopped flowing along the many bends in the creek.  “Clean it up,” we asked the City.  And so they developed a plan.  And they asked our opinions, making sure we were in agreement with the erosion planning that was proposed.  We didn’t object.  “How great is this?  We don’t have to pay for the clean up!”

Careful what you wish for.

This area behind our house used to be filled with brush and large, old trees.  Many large, old trees.  Sure, I got nervous during thunderstorms – each time lightening would strike, I’d wonder when we would hear a crash on the roof of the house.  [Sidenote:  that really happened to my sister in law last month.  I’ll have to ask her how loud the sound was.]

Some of you know how nice it has been to hang out by the back fence, kind of like we were in the ‘real’ woods.  We’ve enjoyed watching mallard ducks, coyotes, bobcats, bobcats eating mallard ducks, owls, blue herons (or something like that), and who knows what else.  Each spring when the weather warmed up, we hear the woodpeckers in the morning, sounding their hammer to remind us they were home.  Knock, knock, knock.  Knock, knock, knock.  Knock, knock, knock.  Our own little Sheldon Cooper.

And now, I have to wonder….did we (once again) think only of ourselves when we asked for a creek cleanup plan?  And where will my wildlife friends go now?  If this makes me a treehugger, so be it.  But they were our trees, and I will miss them.  Along with the wildlife that called the creek ‘home.’

Where I see God

A friend of mine who lives in Kansas City sent me a song a few years ago when our church sponsored a “Blessing of the Animals” afternoon devotion.  I’ve never forgotten the simple tune, and the simple lesson.

I look down and I see Gromit, our 3 year old dog.  He has brought joy and laughter to our house; He coaxed  our daughter out of her room for those precious few years before she left for school.  He pulls Steve out of the house for walk/runs, to be in our community.   When Steve and I have other tasks requiring attention, Gromit will always spend time with Jack and football, baseball, basketball, or tug.  Gromit is forgiving, and loving, and playful, and happy; He encourages me to be the same.  Sounds a little like my relationship with God, which is the context of this song.  Enjoy, and reflect.  And thank Wendy J Francisco for the lesson, and Dale Morehouse for sharing it with me.