Someone once asked me:
“It is better to be a warrior in a garden than a gardener in a war.
But how does the warrior stay a warrior when life becomes peaceful?”
I thought about that for a while.
And I think the question may be backwards.
A warrior in a garden does not spend every morning proving that he is still a warrior.
He tends the garden.
He protects what has grown there.
He fixes what is broken.
He teaches the young.
He does the difficult things nobody sees.
And when the people he loves can sleep without fear, he does not wonder whether he has become weak.
That was the point.
Perhaps peace does not mean the warrior has lost his purpose.
Perhaps peace is what all that training was for.
We spend so much of our lives asking:
Am I still strong?
Am I still useful?
Am I still respected?
Do I still matter?
Maybe those are the wrong questions.
Look at what is under your protection.
Is your family safe?
Are the people around you stronger because you are there?
Did you do what needed to be done today, even when nobody was watching?
Then the warrior is still there.
A sword is not valuable because it is always drawn.
Sometimes its highest purpose is making sure it never needs to be.
Take care of your garden.
That may be the greatest battle you ever win.
Outside the grocery store, I was ambushed.
A table. A banner. Two small girls in uniform, sashes covered in badges. Their commander stood behind them with her arms crossed, saying nothing.
The taller one looked me in the eye and said, "Hi. Would you like to support Girl Scout Troop 3044?"
I have studied negotiation my entire life. Nothing prepared me for a merchant four feet tall wearing a sash of prior conquests.
I asked what the tribute funded. Camp, she said. Badges. She pointed at one and said, "I got this one for public speaking," which she was, at that exact moment, flawlessly doing.
I intended to buy one box. To be polite.
She said, "Most people do the bundle."
She had offered me a dignified retreat that cost five times more. This is mastery. This child will own land.
I bought twelve boxes.
Her mother nodded once, like a general confirming the fall of a city. The smaller scout rang a small bell. Apparently there is a bell.
Walking to my car, a stranger loading groceries saw my boxes and said, "They got you too, huh."
Too. There is a brotherhood of the defeated in this parking lot. We recognize each other by our cargo.
Then he lowered his voice and handed me doctrine: "Freeze the Thin Mints."
I had known this man for nine seconds. In my land, secrets of this grade pass between families over generations. Here, they are given freely, between strangers, next to a cart return.
I froze the Thin Mints. He was right. I think of him often. I do not know his name.
The winter was long. Some weeks were the kind you survive one frozen cookie at a time, standing in the kitchen, without turning on the light. By February the box was empty, and so, roughly, was I.
In March, walking to the store, I heard the bell.
The table. The banner. The same scout, taller now, her sash one row of conquests longer.
She saw me across the parking lot. She did not smile like a child. She smiled like a shopkeeper whose ship has come in.
She reached under the table and lifted a bag that had been set aside, and the small one yelled, "TWELVE BOXES IS HERE!"
That is my name now. I have been called many things. None were earned faster.
She held out the bag. "We saved yours. Mom said you'd be back."
They had held inventory for me. On faith. Based on one transaction, a year ago.
In this country, a child looks a grown stranger in the eye, states her price, and expects the world to be good for it. And somehow, because she expects it, it is.
I took out my wallet.
RULES FOR SONS:
1. Never shake a man’s hand sitting down.
2. Don’t enter a pool by the stairs.
3. The man at the BBQ Grill is the closest thing to a king.
4. In a negotiation, never make the first offer.
5. Request the late check-out.
6. When entrusted with a secret, keep it.
7. Hold your heroes to a higher standard.
8. Return a borrowed car with a full tank of gas.
9. Play with passion or not at all…
10. When shaking hands, grip firmly and look them in the eye.
11. Don’t let a wishbone grow where a backbone should be.
12. If you need music on the beach, you’re missing the point.
13. Carry two handkerchiefs. The one in your back pocket is for you. The one in your breast pocket is for her.
14. You marry the girl, you marry her family.
15. Be like a duck. Remain calm on the surface and paddle like crazy underneath.
16. Experience the serenity of traveling alone.
17. Never be afraid to ask out the best looking girl in the room.
18. Never turn down a breath mint.
19. A sport coat is worth 1000 words.
20. Try writing your own eulogy. Never stop revising.
21. Thank a veteran. Then make it up to him.
22. Eat lunch with the new kid.
23. After writing an angry email, read it carefully. Then delete it.
24. Ask your mom to play. She won’t let you win.
25. Manners maketh the man.
26. Give credit. Take the blame.
27. Stand up to Bullies. Protect those bullied.
28. Write down your dreams.
29. Always protect your siblings (and teammates).
30. Be confident and humble at the same time.
31. Call and visit your parents often. They miss you.
32. The healthiest relationships are those where you’re a team; where you respect, protect, and stand up for each other.
If the Democrat voters actually listened to what Ted Cruz said here, this would open many eyes, but they don’t know history or they don’t realize that they are being manipulated by the party of hate! Break those Chains and be free!
SENATOR TIM SHEEHY: How many genders are there?
HEGSETH: Two.
SHEEHY: I know that well, I'm a "she-he (Sheehy)." What is the diameter of a rifle round fired out of an M4A1?
HEGSETH: 5.56.
SHEEHY: How many pushups can you do?
HEGSETH: I did 5 sets of 47 this morning.
SHEEHY: Most important strategic base is in the Pacific?
HEGSETH: Guam.
SHEEHY: How many rounds of 5.56 can you fit into the magazine of an M4 rifle?
HEGSETH: Standard issue is 30.
SHEEHY: What size round is the M9 Beretta standard issue sidearm for the military?
HEGSETH: 9mm.
SHEEHY: What kind of batteries do you put in your night vision goggle?
HEGSETH: Duracell.
SHEEHY: You represent what warfighters deal with every day on the battlefield. You understand them. What happens is - decisions made in rooms like this cause d*ad 17, 18, 19-year-old Americans. Your priority is warfighters. I support you.
Time to get loud for @PeteHegseth
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1. When one door closes and another door opens, you are probably in prison.
2. To me, "drink responsibly" means don't spill it.
3. Age 60 might be the new 40, but 9:00 pm is the new midnight.
4. It's the start of a brand new day, and I'm off like a herd of turtles.
5. The older I get, the earlier it gets late.
6. When I say, "The other day," I could be referring to any time between yesterday and 15 years ago.
7. I remember being able to get up without making sound effects.
8. I had my patience tested. I'm negative.
9. Remember, if you lose a sock in the dryer, it comes back as a Tupperware lid that doesn't fit any of your containers.
10. If you're sitting in public and a stranger takes the seat next to you, just stare straight ahead and say, "Did you bring the money?"
11. When you ask me what I am doing today, and I say "nothing," it does not mean I am free. It means I am doing nothing.
12. I finally got eight hours of sleep. It took me three days, but whatever.
13. I run like the winded.
14. I hate when a couple argues in public, and I missed the beginning and don't know whose side I'm on.
15. When someone asks what I did over the weekend, I squint and ask, "Why, what did you hear?"
16. When you do squats, are your knees supposed to sound like a goat chewing on an aluminum can stuffed with celery?
17. I don't mean to interrupt people. I just randomly remember things and get really excited.
18. When I ask for directions, please don't use words like "east."
19. Don't bother walking a mile in my shoes. That would be boring. Spend 30 seconds in my head. That'll freak you right out.
20. Sometimes, someone unexpected comes into your life out of nowhere, makes your heart race, and changes you forever. We call those people cops.
21. My luck is like a bald guy who just won a comb!
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We send men into marriage with a suit, a speech, and a stag do...then act shocked when they don’t know how to be husbands.
A lot of pain could’ve been avoided by a simple letter like this from their dads the night before the wedding.
A father’s letter about marriage to his son
Son,
Tonight you stand on the edge of a new life. Tomorrow you will speak vows that will shape your soul. You won’t just marry a woman; you will accept a mission. You will become a husband, and God will judge you as one.
I want you to remember this first: marriage will not run on feelings. Feelings rise and fall like weather. Marriage runs on virtue, sacrifice, and truth. When you love your wife, you don’t merely feel warmth toward her. You will her good. You choose her good when you feel tired, when you feel misunderstood, when you feel tempted to withdraw. That choice will make you a man.
Your wife will not need a perfect husband. She will need a present one. She will need a man who leads the tone of the home. When tension comes—and it will—your calm will act like a roof over her head. If you panic, if you react, if you argue like a boy trying to win, you will teach her that the home has no shelter. If you stay steady, you will teach her that she can exhale.
So lead with steadiness.
When she feels upset, don’t treat her emotion as an enemy to defeat. Treat it as information to understand. Ask yourself, “What is she feeling, and what does she need from me right now?” Name it simply: “You feel hurt.” “You feel scared.” “You feel alone.” That kind of clarity will lower the fire. Then you can move to action together. You don’t need to fix everything in five minutes. You need to make her feel safe with you in the storm.
At the same time, do not confuse “being loving” with “being weak.” Love needs backbone. You must hold your frame: your dignity, your boundaries, your direction. Some days she will test you—not because she hates you, but because she wants to know whether you can carry weight. She wants to know whether your strength stays when her emotion rises. Meet those moments with warmth and firmness. Speak slowly. Stand tall. Choose clarity over sarcasm. A man who holds the line with kindness becomes trustworthy.
Never tolerate contempt. Never feed it. If she speaks with disrespect, address it quickly and privately. Keep your voice low. Make your boundary clear. Then return to peace. When you allow disrespect, you train the marriage to rot. When you correct it with calm authority, you train the marriage to heal.
Build trust through consistency. Keep your promises. Show up on time. Follow through. A wife relaxes when she knows your “yes” means yes. She will forgive many imperfections if she can rely on your word. Consistency will feel boring to you some days. It will feel like oxygen to her.
Keep courting her after tomorrow. Don’t let the wedding end the pursuit. Keep dating her. Plan. Initiate. Touch her with affection. Speak admiration out loud. A woman blooms under steady cherishing. Romance does not compete with responsibility. Romance fuels it.
When conflict comes, repair quickly. Pride loves delay. Pride loves silence that punishes. Choose humility instead. If you wound her, own it cleanly. Don’t justify. Don’t lecture. Don’t say “I’m sorry you feel that way.” Say, “I was wrong. I’m sorry. I will do better.” Then do better. That is how a man leads: he takes responsibility without theatrics.
Make your home orderly. Create a shared mission. Decide what kind of marriage you want to build: prayerful, joyful, hospitable, disciplined, generous. Talk about money with honesty. Run a budget like a grown man. Learn the practical skills that prevent resentment: planning, chores, logistics, childcare. Don’t “help” in your own home. Own your share. Competence is love made visible.
Now listen carefully about intimacy. Treat it as sacred. Your body will tempt you to take. Your vocation will call you to give. Lead with tenderness. Pursue connection, not release. Communicate. Learn her seasons. Respect her rhythms. Create emotional safety, because intimacy depends on trust. Guard your eyes and imagination like a man guarding a city gate. Porn and lust do not stay in a corner; they spread through a marriage like smoke. Purity gives you strength; strength gives her safety.
Above all, put God at the center. Pray with your wife even when it feels awkward. Go to confession like a man who wants to stay clean. Go to Mass like a man who knows he needs grace. You cannot love her well on willpower alone. Grace will make your sacrifices fruitful. Virtue will make your love stable.
Tomorrow you will speak vows. Speak them like a man laying his life on the altar. Then live them on Tuesday afternoons, on sleepless nights, on hard seasons, and in ordinary hours. Ordinary hours will build your marriage. Ordinary faithfulness will make you great.
I love you. I’m proud of you. Now go and become the husband God calls you to be.
Dad
To be truly fluent in English,
you must know your shits
Dogshit: Very poor quality
Bullshit: Not true
Horseshit: Nonsense
Apeshit: Rambunctious
Batshit: Insane
Chickenshit: Cowards
Ratshit: Poor quality
No shit: Obviously
Holy shit: Unbelievable
Hot shit: Very good
Dipshit: Total dumbass
Tuff shit: Take it or leave it.
Jack shit: Nothing
The shit: Perfection
In September of 2005, on the first day of school, Martha Cothren, a History teacher at RobinsonHigh School in Little Rock, did something not to be forgotten. On the first day of school, with the permission of the school superintendent, the principal and the building supervisor, she removed all of the desks in her classroom. When the first period kids entered the room they discovered that there were no desks.
'Ms. Cothren, where are our desks?'
She replied, 'You can't have a desk until you tell me how you earn the right to sit at a desk.'
They thought, 'Well, maybe it's our grades.' 'No,' she said.
'Maybe it's our behavior.' She told them, 'No, it's not even your behavior.'
And so, they came and went, the first period, second period, third period. Still no desks in the classroom. Kids called their parents to tell them what was happening and by early afternoon television news crews had started gathering at the school to report about this crazy teacher who had taken all the desks out of her room.
The final period of the day came and as the puzzled students found seats on the floor of the desk-less classroom. Martha Cothren said, 'Throughout the day no one has been able to tell me just what he or she has done to earn the right to sit at the desks that are ordinarily found in this classroom. Now I am going to tell you.'
At this point, Martha Cothren went over to the door of her classroom and opened it. Twenty-seven (27) U.S. Veterans, all in uniform, walked into that classroom, each one carrying a school desk. The Vets began placing the school desks in rows, and then they would walk over and stand alongside the wall. By the time the last soldier had set the final desk in place those kids started to understand, perhaps for the first time in their lives, just how the right to sit at those desks had been earned.
Martha said, 'You didn't earn the right to sit at these desks. These heroes did it for you. They placed the desks here for you. They went halfway around the world, giving up their education and interrupting their careers and families so you could have the freedom you have. Now, it's up to you to sit in them. It is your responsibility to learn, to be good students, to be good citizens. They paid the price so that you could have the freedom to get an education. Don't ever forget it.'
By the way, this is a true story. And this teacher was awarded the Veterans of Foreign Wars Teacher of the Year for the State of Arkansas in 2006. She is the daughter of a WWII POW.
Do you think this email is worth passing along so others won't forget either, that the freedoms we have in this great country were earned by our U.S. Veterans?... I did.
Let us always remember the men and women of our military and the rights they have won for us.
A WOMAN was flying from Melbourne to Brisbane ...
Unexpectedly, the plane was diverted to Sydney.
The flight attendant explained that there would be a delay, and if the passengers wanted to get off the aircraft the plane would re-board in 50 minutes..
Everybody got off the plane except one lady who was blind.
A man had noticed her as he walked by and could tell the lady was blind because her Guide Dog lay quietly underneath the seats in front of her throughout the entire flight.
He could also tell she had flown this very flight before because the pilot approached her, and calling her by name, said, 'Kathy, we are in Sydney for almost an hour. Would you like to get off and stretch your legs?'
The blind lady replied, 'No thanks, but maybe Max would like to stretch his legs.'
Picture this:
All the people in the gate area came to a complete standstill when they looked up and saw the pilot walk off the plane with a guide dog.
The pilot was even wearing sunglasses.
People scattered.
They not only tried to change planes, but they were trying to change airlines!
True story...
Have a great day and remember...
...THINGS AREN'T ALWAYS AS THEY APPEAR.
A DAY WITHOUT LAUGHTER IS A DAY WASTED!!!
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