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Oct 6, 2012

Boys are - boys.

Matt told me a story he heard on John Curley last night about a teenage boy who shot & killed his mom and sister. Something to do with being talked to rudely and treated badly. I am not condoning the killing one iota but it made me sad & reflect on our own household interactions of of all girls and one boy & my interaction in classrooms, watching the male/female structure. 
 I am a female, obviously - yet instead of siding with the female wiles & ways, I have repeatedly been angered by girls in general are snotty, rude and catty to boys. We treat them like they are stupid from a very young age & females act superior. This is not very smart in adolescence when a boy is attempting to become a man and doesn't want to put up with your vile tongue any longer. You might just get punched. But what happens? The girls are not disciplined for their rudeness and snide comments. They are considered cute & assertive! No, the boy is punished for his natural physical aggression. 
Girls rule the day, the classroom, the home and boys are constantly, for years on end, subjected to nastiness, hurt by verbal lashing and then punished for pushing back. And us women, teachers in the classroom, lead this behavior - by our own personal example sometimes - or the constant unspoken expectation that boys will be more like girls. But we want strong men? How's that working for us?

Oct 1, 2012

The rights of the Offended

I've noticed discussion re:the problem of non accountability in our youth & making them feel good (everyone gets a trophy, don't deliver flowers to students in the schools on someones birthday because everyone else might have their feelings hurt) - and the growing loss of fostering hard work & growth. We've gone a  little overboard.

It occurred to me yesterday we are fertilizing this in spades amongst adults.  For example, the idea of forgiveness is not connected with any responsibility of the offender. The onus is on the victim to forgive but not on the offender to make restitution.  Everyone is inherently "good".  Really?  We are inherently selfish creatures.

I realized the church is a perpetrator of this growing problem.  i.e. spouse forgive injury or indiscretion because Christ shows you mercy. Children forgive abuse because Christ forgave you. Business owner forgive your employees theft, because what more has Christ done for you by giving you his life?

Ever read the Bible & God's punishment for non compliance?  Yea, it's called death.  And HELL.  Sugar coating it with absolute Grace, mixed with no accountability is not going to prepare people for the purported Biblical consequence of it all.  For those that speak out the Grace afforded by Jesus and the New Testament, Revelations is in the New Testament.  Consequence.

This is not only a church, but a societal problem - Americans have become coddlers in our easy way of life.  If we were still tilling the ground with blood sweat & tears, leaning on each other & community to survive, we wouldn't be coddling grown adults.  We'd smack 'em & say "grow up, get over yourself, be responsible" because we're all going to die if you don't do your part.  Alcoholics Anonymous or now known as AA, I do believe is a good institution but I also consider the enabling aspects of "don't hate the addict, hate the act".  At what point is the expectation for the addict to stop and restore what they've broken?

The victims are asked to forgive, don't hold a grudge. Grudges only hurt the victim. No death penalty for an evil offense (oops! Don't call them evil, that's not "nice").  Instead society carries the financial weight of the offense forever, until money runs out & we put them back on the streets.

NO!  It feels good, which is okay, when someone suffers a consequence of their poor choice.  If you in cold blood murder my loved one, I stand for seeing your life ended.  It's just punishment.  And a grudge sometimes is the natural human consequence to the offenders behavior.  Sometimes making sure that person pays for what they've done, should be the outcome and IS acceptable.  Our society has given power & rights to the criminals, the offenders, the cheaters, the liars, the users - in this feel "good" turn we've taken.

Just perhaps, our society would have less dependent, self centered, non producing civilians if we stopped coddling and expected a little bit more personal integrity & accountability.

So if it's your birthday, I don't expect to receive flowers.  If you work hard and buy my dream car, I don't expect to have one delivered to my driveway too.  If your house is bigger, better than mine, I suspect you probably somehow earned it - or luck was on your side.  And if I hurt you, I expect that you might be angry for a long time.  That's YOUR right as the offended.

Sep 1, 2012

2 AM Ponder - (why do writers write at 2am?)

And at 2:13 am, the writer writes:

Locked inside my mind, outside people pushing me to perform. Mouths frothing at commands to keep up with the new norm. 
House, car, cell phone, pad - clothes, laptop, facebook stats. 
All up to date with the new, is supposed to somehow give me, to others, value. 
Instead, insomnia awaits - holding hands with anxiety and depression at the gate. 

Standing alone, in the silence of the night, quiet meets my mind as it peers at my plight. 
Value, beyond the grasp, of all the things in the morning that call me to task.
The world spins on, long after our time. And upon our weariness, others do climb. 
So I ponder you reader, to look at your life. Discover the old new, beyond the world's current strife. 
The ragged, the weary, the way things are, can beat the strength out of our human heart. 
Find your joy and show us the way, back to the roots of a simpler and fulfilled day.

  Rebecca Mullinnix 9/1/12

Aug 8, 2012

Neuron energy, unite!

One of the concepts I work on (perhaps this comes from my upbringing, I'm not sure..) is not encouraging my children to allow me to figure it out for them. We have 5 and I find, especially for some reason, our daughters want to ask us the most basic question that they surely can figure out themselves if they apply a little bit of neuron energy. This extends to the inability to pick up something they are sitting by in the living room, or the inability to remember to pick up after themselves but they can remember whatever playdate or invitation or party function coming up. So I began to say "what if I wasn't here, what would you do? Pretend I'm not standing in the room and you need to answer this question yourself" or "You want to go where? Well perhaps you should take a look in your room and come tell me the answer". I went to a women's conference years year years ago and this gal had a great story about being a single mom & exhausted after working all day to return home to her teenagers constant request to go out with friends, but her room wasn't cleaned, etc. She would nag, argue, etc. Finally she just set the rules in the house, if this was done, then the answer was YES! So the kids could answer their own question, the responsibility was on themselves so when they asked for a privilege she would say "I think you can answer your own question" or "you tell me what the answer is" and they would have to evaluate if they'd picked up the toys. I haven't quite perfected that but it helps me a lot to remember that story and prompts a change at times in my own reaction. Sometimes I feel guilty at "expecting too much" out of the kids and I remember the story of one speaker who decided she was sick of her kids taking advantage, not helping out and she came home, plopped herself on the couch and opened a magazine. The kids of course started saying "mom, we're hungry, when are you going to make dinner?" and were perplexed when she didn't. She calmly explained to them that when they completed their part of living in the house (cleaning up), she'd complete hers. Of course, these are issues dealing with older children who need to start being more responsible but I don't think it's too early to teach self sufficiency and team building as part of a family. Our oldest just graduated, our 2nd next year and 3 more to follow so I'll let you know when we're done in 8 years how we did, haha! ;))

May 8, 2012

A look beyond

Last night while staring at graduation cards, my eyes alighted on one that said "Son, on your Graduation". It was an unexpected reaction, immediately choked up, tears in my eyes. I guess I thought of Ryan graduating. Which is ridiculous because he just turned 11. We drove home, talking about Kayla turning 18, graduating and I shared the experience. I say I think it's because everything I am, I do - is for my children. They are the reason for life. They are what drives me to be better, what gets me out of bed some days. What keeps me going. I can't imagine my life without them, as they move on to their own lives - not that I don't want them to move on but just the simple recognition that they won't be... - HERE. I miss them already and feel a bit silly recognizing that. Tears stream down my cheeks at this sudden emotional spillage. They bring me joy, some pain, cause me to grow (up), to laugh. It's difficult to look beyond that and see what I will be without what has been my entire life. At 18 I met their dad, we settled into our life, I always knew I wanted to be a mom - and not just any mom - but the best mom ever. We had to work hard to have our first and the second was a surprise so I remind myself to enjoy the experience, even when it's very tough & grueling. I have begun to feel excitement as McKenna approaches her own graduation next year, for her to begin her own life. Perhaps because I'm moving through the motions of letting go and feel wonder at the awesome person she is and the life experiences she has to look forward to. But I am not even close to that part of acceptance with Ryan and with him being "the end", I'm curious to see if I move through it the same as I have with McKenna. Perhaps it will be easier then - right now we are still in that wonderful place where he loves me, thinks I'm great and wants to snuggle every night before sleep. Perhaps as we move into the "I hate you, you are a moron" teenage season, I'll move through the letting go place. Regardless, it is inevitable. And I will always, always be one of those parents and grandparents, on the sidelines, cheering my kids and their kids on through life. They will always be secure in the fact that I absolutely adore them, that I am dependable, that I am present. I may be actually annoying sometimes, with my 5th wheel parked outside their home - while I try to find the balance of not enabling and not being disconnected. Not meddling and not disregarding. Being ever present, loving and cherishing the most precious gifts God chose to bestow upon my quick existence.

Feb 23, 2012

Who Will, Men of Courage?

Who will teach my son to follow Christ?
Who will accept the responsibility of providing for my family?
Who will ask God to break the chains of destructive patterns in my families history?
Who will pray for and bless my children to boldly pursue whatever God calls them to do?

I am their Father - I will!

I accept this responsibility and it is my privilege to embrace it.
I want the favor of God and His Blessing on my home. Any good man does.

So - where are you - Men of Courage?
Where are you Fathers who fear The Lord?

It's time to rise up and answer the Call that God has given to you!


Feb 22, 2012

Sometimes Busyness Can Wait - 105.3 Tom

"While framing photos of my daughters for our “memory hallway,” both girls were at my feet, inviting me to read books with them on the floor.

Funny how I put pictures in frames, so as to save memories, when the connection my heart is longing to find is in plain sight. Sometimes such opportunities appear like inconveniences because they come at the expense of “productivity.” But when I bend down, wrap my daughters in my arms, smell their hair, kiss their temples and tell them how much their young lives bring me joy, my inevitable reward is the tender look of trust and safety in their eyes. I think the pictures and the laundry can wait."

Tom of Tom & Sarah - 105.3 Spirit

Feb 18, 2012

The Porch

Imagine – a world without a basket of flowers hanging on the porch.
A world without beauty, only dead where the sun has scorched.

Imagine – a soul without a light shining through.
Dry as the water evaporated from the desert’s morning dew.

I have seen that place and never wish to return,
to the endless wanderings of a soul that’s been burned.

My Father, He guides me on a new winding road
And carries me through the burdens of my load.

I’ve found the beauty of the basket on the porch
And tasted the mountain dew that healed where the sun scorched.

Sweet is the water that pours from the grave,
That opened for Jesus so MY soul He could save.

So worthy am I, not fit for this world,
Yet He loves me so deeply, He let the truth be told.

My eyes have been opened and my soul knows the light,
I could never return to the rubble of my previous life.

I bid you to come and take up my hand,
Walk with me and our Lord and dance in the Promised Land.

Many are waiting for you and me to come,
To join the army of The Only and the home of The One.

RebeccaFM/RamFMTalk 6/5/2003

Feb 1, 2012

What's Up Pussycat?

Wow. Hearing a lot in the news about the government & the presidents intent to step in and attempting to force what appears to be Christianity based religions to go against their beliefs and values of their faith. We don't force other religions to go against their value systems when we don't agree with how they operate. Why Christianity? Once we allow the government to get it's foot in the door on that level, we should be very very worried. Making dropping out of high school illegal. Government control. Always under the guise of what's best for our country and "freedom", which ultimately lead to control & desensitization of a nation & the next generation, to allow a certain group to be wiped out and a country to be under one control. It takes time to put the steps into place. Hitler was very very patient and it was only the older generations that understood what he was up to.

"Bloggers Beware" $2.5 Mil Libel Suit

"Bloggers Beware’

That was the headline on a conservative blog following a $2.5 million judgment this month against blogger Crystal Cox in a defamation case tried in federal court in Oregon. It’s a case followed closely in both the blogosphere and in the traditional media, as it highlights the proliferation of blogging, the blurring of lines between journalists and bloggers and more libel cases born out of blog posts.

“There are a lot of malicious people out there,” says Bruce Johnson, a Seattle attorney with Davis Wright Tremaine and author of Washington state’s current Shield Law. “You’re not going to be able to get rid of them all. They will continue to basically write graffiti on the bathroom wall, and in this case, the Internet provides the bathroom wall,” says Johnson.

According to the Media Law Resource Center, bloggers have been hit with $47 million in defamation judgments. Just two years ago the total stood at $17 million, revealing a sharp increase. MLRC’s Dave Heller sees a rise in ‘fringe publishers’ and says the case against Cox was, in some ways, "extremely rare."

Crystal Cox calls herself an investigative blogger who is also a journalist. The Montana real estate agent wrote extensively about the bankruptcy case of Summit Accommodations. Kevin Padrick, an Oregon attorney with Obsidian Finance Group, was appointed trustee in charge of paying Summit creditors. Cox accused Padrick of, among other things, committing tax fraud.

Padrick sued and won a unanimous jury verdict.

According to published reports, there is no evidence Padrick did anything improper. Cox tried to invoke the Shield Law, which allows journalists to protect confidential sources, but Judge Marco Hernandez ruled Cox was not a journalist and therefore not entitled to the protections. He wrote, "there is no evidence of any education in journalism, any credentials or proof of any affiliation with any recognized news entity or proof of adherence to journalistic standards such as editing, fact-checking or disclosures of conflicts of interest."

Dave Heller says what’s remarkable about the Cox case is the court reverted to common law libel standards, meaning she had no defense except to prove what she had written about Padrick was true. Bruce Johnson believes Washington state’s Shield Law would have afforded Cox some protections because it is technology neutral. “I think it’s moving gradually toward more blogging being protected,” says Johnson.

Many bloggers, initially shocked by the size of the judgment against Cox, have since distanced themselves from her. David Goldstein, who founded the liberal Seattle blog "Horse’s Ass," says as more mainstream media reporters and anchors blog, the lines are getting blurred, but getting it right is vital no matter what your medium. “Just like anybody can claim to be a journalist, anybody can claim to be a blogger,” says Goldstein, “And if you look at the court records, she really appeared to be neither.”

Crystal Cox did not respond to our emails and phone calls seeking comment. It appears, however, she plans to continue to fight. She represented herself in the defamation suit, but now has legal help from UCLA Law School and blogger Eugene Volokh. He has taken the case pro bono in hopes of getting the decision reversed. Volokh has written about the First Amendment’s protection of the press, arguing it’s not solely intended for the media as an institution, but anyone doing the work of journalism.

Goldstein agrees, but accuses Cox of harassing Kevin Padrick and getting her facts wrong. “We’re in the business of criticizing people,” says Goldstein, That’s what journalists, that’s what bloggers do. So we have an obligation to be at least accurate with that criticism.”

Kevin Padrick says the issue is much bigger than whether or not Crystal Cox was acting as a journalist or not. “False allegations can be made against somebody,” Padrick says, “and they will have to live with those false allegations for the rest of their lives.”

Since the attacks against him hit the Internet, Padrick says his business is way down. He partially blames the easy manipulation of the search engines to keep even false content front and center.

Crystal Cox has hundreds of web sites and by linking the content it gives the appearance of multiple sources. Google Padrick’s name and up comes dozens of Cox’s blog postings.

“Through search engines, we are allowing bloggers to have a power that is disproportionate,” says Padrick, “and yet with that power has to come the responsibility.”

Jan 28, 2012

May my daughter remember my determination this way

"I grew up in NYC alone with my mom. She was a single parent and while life wasn't always easy, it sure was fun. Even as a child, I understood that, financially, we were living on the edge. but somehow we always got by. My mom was determined to give me a well-rounded childhood-n matter what it cost.

She could have chosen to live in a less expensive neighborhood but she was never one to compromise. We lived on Central Park West, went to Broadway shows and dined at the city's best restaurants. I went to private school and summer camp, took ballet and piano lessons, and learned to ski in Vermont on weekends.

My childhood sounds like on grounded in privilege but that’s only one side of it. My dad was gone, leaving us with no money when I was very young. My mom was strong, beautiful and artistic and an uncanny ability to convince people that she could do almost anything. She used all these qualities to supplement her meager financial resources and combined, they magically arrived us through life one day at a time. I don’t remember ever hearing her say the word "can't".

My first memories of Mom in the working world were formed by earing her tell stories of being a model. She was one of those women who made heads turn every time she entered a room and for 10 years she posed for advertising, runway shows and department stores. I never learned precisely why her modeling career ended but I remember hearing vague stories about lecherous photographers and creeps who couldn’t keep their hands off her.

So she eased herself into another career and soon our apartment was filled with paintings and art supplies. There were easels in every room, some for paper and charcoal drawing and others for canvas & oils. Shed often paint all day and well into the night; I still remember her - brush in hand, working as she watched Johnny Carson until the wee hours of the morning. To this day I have no idea where she sold all of her artwork, but she found a market somewhere. She produced a prodigious amount of art that was apparently good enough that she sold all of it, earning enough money to pay the rent and my private school tuition.

When I was 8 years old my mother decided to spread her wings even farther and using her artistic talents, became an interior decorator as well as a landlord. I became her willing assistant. It was my first encounter with entrepreneurship. My mother had saved just enough money to rent an unfurnished, unoccupied apartment on east 56th Street, where we spend weekends painting walls and drawing floor plans. I would measure and she would draw.

Once the apartment was painted & my mothers decorating plans competed, we'd it the auctions. Mom read the paper to see what was coming up for auction that would fit her designs. I'd have fun going along after school and offering my opinion on which piece of furniture I thought would look best in the new apartment. We refinished or repainted furniture when necessary and in a matter of weeks listed the apartment in the "For Rent" section of the NY Times.

The phone rang off the hook. Within a week we'd found a tenant and rented the apartment with a year’s lease. By the time I was twelve, my mother, repeating that same scenario many times, was managing more than twenty apartments, all of which she'd decorated and subleased at substantial profit.

But times change. A few years later the NY rental market began to falter; Mom's business was slipping away. Overnight, rentals had become a thing of the past; people with money were buying their apartments instead of renting them. Undaunted, Mom entered school and after 6 months of classes, proudly announced that she had earned her real-estate license. If she couldn't rent, she was going to sell. Our days of refinishing furniture & visiting auction houses were over.

Mom started working at an up & coming firm on Madison Ave that was carving out a lucrative niche market by catering to wealthy clients looking for luxury apartments in Manhattans newly converted co-op buildings. Her first client was Woody Allen; a new career was born, a new adventure begun.

Mom's goals were straightforward: to be a good mother, enjoy a full life by embracing new experience and marry a wonderful man with the same objectives. She never did find that perfect man but she scored high in every other regard. Flexibility was an intrinsic part of her nature and helped her overcome setbacks without losing her enthusiasm for her dream.

As for me, she gave me the gift of knowing I can do whatever I want and the courage to follow through. I new as long as I was doing what I loved, money would follow. And, in genera, it has."

From Bob & Melinda Blanchard "Live What You Love"

Jan 21, 2012

Culture Challenge of the Week: Parents Who Won't Parent

The new Fox TV show, "I Hate My Teenage Daughter," aired an episode recently that provoked passionate debate among real life moms. The TV episode followed a mom's reaction when her fourteen-year-old daughter wanted to date an older teen--a teenage dad. One viewer, then, turned to her peers on the popular blog site for moms, CafeMom, and asked, "Would you let your teenage daughter [age 14] date a guy who has a baby?"

While many of the moms said "no," (often saying they wouldn't let a fourteen-year-old date anyone), a few flakes said yes, and a significant number waffled.

The "wafflers" trouble me most.

Many wafflers were moms who felt a decision like this -- whether their 14-year-old should go out with a teen father -- wasn't theirs to make. As parents, they could only speak their piece and hope for the best.

Rules? Futile.

In their world, teens call the shots. Parental wisdom stacks up as one opinion among many -- advice to be considered, or not. Whether a teen will follow parental advice on dating is no more predictable than a roll of the dice.

"I would try to persuade her not to," said one mom. "I doubt I would have a choice, but I wouldn't like it," said another. A third chimed in with a fatalistic virtual shrug, "You can't really control love…"

Teen dating decisions for these moms clearly fall within the realm of personal autonomy, and so a daughter's autonomy (at 14!) would be absolute. Like selecting perfume, who they will spend time with alone becomes a matter of distinctly personal preference, impervious to rules or objective measure.

And so, if these parents believe they ought to suspend their parental judgment in favor of adolescent preference, what then is a parent's role? To 'support' --financially and emotionally -- their teen's decisions, regardless of whether or not those decisions are moral and prudent.

It's a secular parenting philosophy that extends beyond dating decisions to nearly every aspect of teenagers' lives -- friends, music, school, media, and faith. Teenage autonomy trumps parental authority.

The stage has been set for years now. From cartoons, to children's books, to adolescent literature, to school sex ed classes -- the cultural message is that parents are either clueless buffoons, or old-school tyrants. And, if parents don't willingly grant autonomy to their teens, then kids need a work-around (often provided by "teen advocates" with their own agenda).

Too often, parents themselves buy into this philosophy. As a result, according to Albert Mohler, the President of The Southern Baptist Theological Seminary, parents today "have largely become passive facilitators in the lives of their children."

How To Save Your Family with Loving Direction [Authority]

These waffling moms need to take their blinders off. With eyes wide open, they need to look around and realize that they, not their teens, are the grown-ups in the room.
Teens simply don't have the knowledge, maturity, and wisdom to make adult judgments.

This is why they have us.

Parents possess experience and wisdom that children won't have for years. Even a mature teenager cannot easily envision -- by herself -- the full, long-term consequences of her actions. She hasn't lived long enough and doesn't know enough. An adult, on the other hand, presumably is aware of the consequences of early dating -- and the risks of dating an older male whose values and self-control are in doubt.

Most of the moms in this online conversation had the right instincts -- they knew the right decision. What they lacked was the confidence and will to act; they lacked the confidence and will to parent.

That's not okay.

Parents have more than wisdom and years -- we have a responsibility, given by God, to train our children in the way they should go. (Prov. 12:6). It's an ongoing responsibility -- a gift to our children -- that does not end magically when a child hits 13.

Or, 15. Or, 17.

Loving parental authority not only teaches children right from wrong, but also helps them develop prudence, exercise gradual independence, and assume greater personal responsibility on the path to adulthood.

Teenagers need their parents, and parents need to parent.

Do your teens call the shots in your home? Is your parental wisdom just one opinion among many -- "advice" for your teen to consider or reject? It's time for parents to parent!


Teens rebel. It's an inevitability that is not a matter of if, but when, and how often. And, even the best teens think that they know what's best for them, and will reject your wisdom from time to time.

But, the answer is not to throw your hands in the air (or, offer a virtual shrug), and accept defeat. Teens do not know what's best for them. They need you, and the rebellion you see in them is evidence of that.

Stand your ground. Don't relent. They may not immediately recognize that you are right, and that you have their best interests in mind, but one day they will. And, the alternative -- letting teens run their own lives -- can have tragic consequences.

More than just needing you -- teens want you. They want your guidance and rules. So, be there for them. They'll appreciate it more than they'll let you know.

Rebecca Hagelin - 30 Ways in 30 Days to Save Your Family

Jan 17, 2012

Are Sydne Spies of Durango High School's yearbook photos too racy? My response.

Looks like a modeling photo, She's absolutely beautiful. However, teens often forget that as they get older and come in to their young adulthood, a photo like this - it's not just the high school boys getting their attention. So it's up to the high school to step in and create a high school friendly book. We don't want our teachers facebooking with our kids, having relationships with our kids - we probably shouldn't put solicitous provocative photos in the yearbook. It all works together. As a female from a house of strong females and a mom of many daughters (one son, poor guy) - it is VERY difficult to balance being strong, comfortable in our femininity that includes sexuality without taking on the current societal view that we should allow AND EXPECT our daughters to BE sexualized. Is there anything else our girls could be? Worth as a female is still locked into our breasts/ass/physical perfection. In all these years, we still haven't developed past the feeling the need to achieve that and fighting for worth to others and our internal selves beyond that. Looking at the lifespan of humans, there is plenty of time to explore your sexuality and we push our kids to start out young. Feels a little pedophiliac to me at times. Create clothes at the age of 5 that are too short, too high, write words across our little girls butt to draw attention. The photos are racy, no doubt. And no man is looking at this parents daughter with "good" intentions. In fact, a man that thinks this should be encouraged with our young girls, should be looked at twice, three, four times. His intent is probably NOT the good of the young girl but more for his own visual gratification. I think at times women think they will control with sexuality but I'm not quite sure it really works out that way. It's a lonely road in the end for a girl/woman when she's given all she has. I was at a local football game recently and this man's teenage daughter walked up, in skimpy/short short, tight, glittery shorts. Nice body. Def flaunting it. I watched as his grown adult friend looked her up & down as she walked away and quickly averted his eyes when his friend turned his way. It made me a tad nauseous and validated my own parental choices with our daughters. Balance, balance. Maybe someday we'll find it.

Jan 8, 2012

AOM: The Thousandth Man

The Thousandth Man
By Rudyard Kipling

One man in a thousand, Solomon says,
Will stick more close than a brother.
And it’s worth while seeking him half your days
If you find him before the other.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine depend
On what the world sees in you,
But the Thousandth Man will stand your friend
With the whole round world agin you.

‘Tis neither promise nor prayer nor show
Will settle the finding for ‘ee.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine of ‘em go
By your looks or your acts or your glory.
But if he finds you and you find him,
The rest of the world don’t matter;
For the Thousandth Man will sink or swim
With you in any water.

You can use his purse with no more talk
Than he uses yours for his spendings,
And laugh and meet in your daily walk
As though there had been no lendings.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine of ‘em call
For silver and gold in their dealings;
But the Thousandth Man he’s worth ‘em all,
Because you can show him your feelings.

His wrong’s your wrong, and his right’s your right,
In season or out of season.
Stand up and back it in all men’s sight—
With that for your only reason!
Nine hundred and ninety-nine can’t bide
The shame or mocking or laughter,
But the Thousandth Man will stand by your side
To the gallows-foot—and after!

Hat tip to Gilberto C. for this Manvotional

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