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27 Sep

Staying power, that is a reward for visions that stand the test of time well. The FRC Values Voter is a mainstay of the D.C. political tourism circuit. Like clockwork, every year, the Family Research Council’s annual convention of faith comes together in North West D.C. Next year will be different. No, not in Jerusalem as the prayer goes this time of year, the Jewish new year, but next year across the Potomac, at the Gaylord Hotel in Prince George county Maryland.

Tony Perkin’s F.R.C. annual Summit is a must stop at for presidential contenders in the years of campaigns racing up to the final vote in 2016. This year is no different. The ‘they’, the hopefuls came in crowded race- Donald Trump, Ted Cruz, Dr. Ben Carson, Governor Bobby Jindal. On their day, Friday, the presidential candidate day, they came, they talked and they hoped they conquered, before heading back out on their POTUS trail.

To the regular attendees, there is little that is different. That, the familiarity is what keeps these attendees coming back year after year. The F.R.C. is the faithfuls camp reunion where friends see old friends, meet new friends and catch up on shared friends that have left them.

The 2015 was elevated to an even higher level of patriotism with this years gala dinner honoring every day people who did extraordinary things, the real superstars who stood up for their convictions in faith, of faith- a clerk, a baker, a fireman along with others told their beliefs were no longer valid.

Kim Davis’ defenders were not the party she belonged to foreheads but men and women from across the aisle standing next to her as her moral fibers were being stripped. Kim Davis stood at the dinner, reborn, a republican. Davis was already a Christian. In a world that holds a different benchmark for Hollywood celebrity multiple marriages, Davis a hometown girl was vilified, publicly raked over the coals for her conviction to marry not live with the men outside of the sanctity of marriage.

Perkins provides a safe forum for people of faith to come together in. And leave from. The Duggars, past attendees at after F.R.C.s events were noticeably absent post the disclosures of son Josh. Not to worry. The unscripted reality that ruled television the past weeks was paralyzing as people witnessed employers flip on their employee, voted in by people who knew her faith.

Davis’ employers made her their sacrificial lamb.

The world watched newscast after newscast, streamed video after streamed video showing workplace violence Davis’ employer, the state did not protect her from- people verbally insulting her, verbally offending her. Davis watched as her employer became complicit in hate speech, against her, leaving her to fend for herself.

Until Conservatives crossed the political divide  and stood with Davis.

The voter Summit is showing its years, the A list of radio row were elsewhere. News competition being what it is, pope stalking was more attractive to mediathen men on mounts battling for their win at the White House. The stalwarts stay. Besides, times have changed. No one needs to be anywhere to be there anymore. Live streaming has become a death knoll to events. That said, the Grand Ballroom was packed.


Non profits were in the  exhibit area- faces of conservatism activism over the decades still present in the conversation of freedom and faith. The swag is candies and ‘pray pins drink sweat sleeves, an occasional books. The conversation is easy. The friends are there. Friends of all colors, ages, plus.

Don’t buy the news alleging the Conservative party is vanilla. Not at all. The FRC is proof positive the Conservative party is vanilla, chocolate, cherry, blueberry and cinnamon.

In the main hall, when the POTUS wannabes are gone, speeches are delivered by activists delivering messages of God, and politics. And dinners.

Attendees race to get speakers books signed. The big announcement of the day is, annually, the result of the Straw Poll, announcing its Presidential choice. And the winner live cast on Fox TV is, was, Ted Cruz, followed by Dr. Ben Carson and in 5th place, The Donald.


In a world driven by polls, interesting.

Authors Note: As long as I covered news in DC, a staple at protests and just plain driving up and down the street, have been the protesters with placards and truck sides  embellished with images of dismembered babies and fetal parts. And then, the videos were released. Those videos. Yup.

Point of sharing  is the annual presence of the sandwich truck outside of conservative events, that truck, with larger than man size life images of fetal baby parts, arranged so the head, hands and legs are where they should be almost. The body parts are separated. And across the street is a restaurant wondering what it did wrong to deserve this truck across from the restaurant’s lunchtime and dinner crowd, as people sat eating their salads and such. Just like in the videos that are bringing good people together across a political divide of horror asking, is this how far we have fallen as a culture, or, more correctly, lack of culture and couth, if baby parts can be sold from a menu……



12 Jun

I came to Toastmasters because public speaking scared me. Let me be brutally honest, I came to Toastmasters because speaking scared me. I would wait until someone spoke first. Sweaty Palms and hyperventilating outed my fears if I stood at the front of a room or tried to carry on a conversation with more than 12, make that more than 2, make that more than 1.

In my few short months of becoming a Toastmaster, I have graduated. The sweaty clammy palms have gone. I can publicly complete an unscripted sentence that has a beginning and end and a middle. And my heart no longer beats to me to the end of a sentence like American Pharoah crossing a finish line ahead of the whole field. I am able to be heard across a room without being miked. And I embrace my space, talking with arms opening wide in grace filled conversation of motions like a bird in flight.

Toastmasters taught me to soar.

All this time, I hadn’t thought much about where and how Toastmasters got its start. I was fixated on my starting to speak, publicly that is. I had to learn fast.

And then one day I had time to think. I thought about Toastmaster’s origins. Toastmasters magazine prompted me to wonder, who was the first toastmaster was… and when. I understood the why.

I found my answer in a piece penned on Ralph C Smedley. I learned that Smedley had a phenomenal notion about bringing together young men in speaking clubs. Smedley felt the young men wanting work needed to learn to speak, conduct meetings, plan programs and work alongside others on committees. Smedley was the director of education at a YMCA, Young Men’s Christian Association. Smedley named his group of young men, and mentors, the Toastmasters Club honoring people who gave toasts at banquets and other phenomenally celebratory occasions. Seems the name toastmaster may have had an even earlier origin dating back to the Roman tradition of drinking to a lady’s health with spice soaked toasted bread softened in wine.

I didn’t think much more about Smedley’s phenomenal Toastmaster idea until, one day, I was listening to a faith leader speak. He talked, and he talked, and he talked and talked and talked and talked and talked. I was sooooooooooo restless that I reached out to the nearest book I could grab. It was then I had my Aha Mentor Moment that twerked me to realize who the real first toastmaster was.

Bible 1.0.

It was there in Black and White in a book that is read all over. A good book, if you asked me…..

God was coaching Moses to be the first Toastmaster ever. God told Moses to go talk to the Israelites. Moses said no. And God said yes you will. And Moses said I wont, no one will listen to me. And God said say, ‘Moses, buddy, trust me they will.’ And Moses said say ‘I have a speech impediment.’ And God would say ‘so who cares, believe that you don’t, you just need to speak up, and deliver your message, 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10.’

What a difference a page in history makes. If this was not the first Toastmasters moment then, what is.

We all know how that story ends up. God did a bangup job getting Moses to speak up loud and clear. Moses became such an expert Toastmaster, improving so much that he, Moses, convinced a community of Israelites to follow him in to the desert, wandering for years in a journey that is technically takes hours as the crow flies.

I can only presume that everyone else has history wrong. According to my theory, no, Moses didn’t throw the Ten Commandments down to the ground. That would have been phenomenally dumb, after having spent days and nights alone atop the mountain chiseling away on the first evolution of mass communications, that made him a “rock” star. From my perspective? I think that Moses suffered from palms that were so clammy and sweaty those darn heavy stone tablets slipped from Moses hands, crashed to the ground and shattered.

Thank you Toastmasters for my teaching lesson in grandeur of the mastery of being coached, reminding all of us of the phenomenal power of being mentored in the art of the Toast, by the master…. God.

TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE “TWEAK” How Not To Settle To Be A “CHOOSE TO FAIL” Persons Sounding Board:

4 Aug

I hear you, Friend said, I hear you, I didn’t think of it that way before. No. Most don’t until I do what I call tweaking- an adjective describing a nudge of a windup mechanical toy away from hitting a floor board ONE MORE time letting it move off into a new direction to infinity & beyond, quoting Buzz Lightyear, Disney’s plastic hero who moved the megalith off into a new corporate direction.

Friend & I were catching up on life ‘in between’, since we saw each other last until a chance bump outside the elevators.

8:30, Friend asked. 8:30 it was, a meetup in the social room, neutral ground keeping home life private while making a new acquaintance public. We cornered our square of chairs. It was “they’re off” at the races. We didn’t quit jawing until it was time to go back to our lairs.

It was what Friend & I hit together, the mutual agreement on there is NO excuse any more in a technological world for a person to excuse color, gender, disability as personal choice to reason for not succeeding in a technological world where Anonymous is embraced impacting millions of lives around the world WITHOUT outing who they are and why. Does it matter whether Anonymous is 1 person or 1000. What matters in this Mentor Moment is Anonymous made a Social Impact without being seen- without complaints about not being hired because they are male, female, gay, disabled, Christian, Jewish or naught. AND making clear, this is not an approval of Anonymous’ tactics or TORS, point being made the good of the Internet is it allows people to accomplish without bitching that everyone hated them and nobody liked them and the world isnt fair.

Friend & I juiced up the conversation when talk of salt & pepper, spiced with laughter at self plus a gaggle at celebrity. The real real moment came when Friend said, I didn’t think of it that way before, you are right.

I had expressed quite strongly that the African American community nor the Latino, the Asian or other can any longer use race as a defense why their youth are disadvantaged when it comes to learning or opportunity in the working world- jobs.

Friend got it.

Jobs are where we lose our independence to others, where we lose motivation, where we lose creativity. It is a guaranteed paycheck rather than Free Falling as Tom Petty sang or College, as JC Watts father said (paraphrased) is what dumbs people down.

Friend & I talked about my explanation to Congress’ Judiciary on the risk an entrepreneur takes by believing in themselves with no guarantee of weighed monetary success or payoff a job promises to give, like a secure future and working ones way up the ladder of corporate success versus being a Steve Jobs or a Bill Gates, Tom Carvel or Colonel Sanders. And I relayed experiences I have all the time with youth of all color, who need that REAL social working that will win an election some are looking hard at. Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me will continue to work until one voter at a time says to person looking for direction and says…. Here, let me tweak you. 

In these days and times, college is what adds to debt with no promise of anything more than a day deeper in debt. It is IP, Intellectual Property that will keep Man free, ruler of his own domain and architect of his own Future. Think back to being little. Was there a paycheck for learning to crawl or to walk. Was there a paycheck for learning to run. There are payoffs for doing well, like Personal Best or Head of the Class. Being valedicatorian never guaranteed success or payouts when one left the Social Network of college. There are failures because of lack of esteem or never meeting that person who TWEAKS.

I have tweaked people my whole life. Even I, patient as I may seem to be, have my limit to hearing bitching. One lady who was psychotic New Years eve decades ago…. I asked her if she was open for a thought. She was. I spoke. The silence on the end of her phone was deafening then click. Never heard from her again but I heard of her. She ran with my Tweak to create a newsletter then fame as an Internet Travel Guru.

The List of Tweaks goes on…. As does my hitting my Free Rent bitch’ quota then saying, May I Offer You A Thought…..

There are oh too many people looking for others to bitch to without making a personal difference in their own lives, yet making a difference in yours. Each moment you give them to rant is one moment of yours never to be replaced in a lifetime FINITE in days.

Being a friend means identifying your space and hanging the BITCH TIME IS UP sign outside your door when you realize their lives go on person to person who gives them Free Rent without charging for the psychiatrist couch. Oh, yes. Often, they go there too. Psychiatrists get paid to listen week after week, year after year, cases of course will vary according to psychosis. I am not a doctor nor do I play one on TV. I am a nice person who realized too late, I listen and think of their issue long after they have moved on to yet another Free Rent nice person’s door.

So this is it, wanna be a  sounding board to a person too afraid or unsure how to move forward from their comfort zone of pain? Knock yourself out. Wanna  make a difference, do yourself a favor, be the difference, value your time….



1 Aug


John Dingell is DC living history, more correctly, living Congressional history.

Congress decided to pull a Tuesdays With Morry with him, you know, the book about sharing life with someone while they were still here rather than after when regrets are what navigate. The Energy & Commerce Committee hearing room, Rayburn Building, House side, Room 2123 is now named the John Dingell Room. This Room Dedication wasnt about politics for the Democrat representing Michigan’s 12th. It was about respect.

As long as I have been around Congress, I have seen him walking in and out of hearings on what my grandfather would call “his sticks”, arm braces. Moreso than ever before, our culture takes things, and people, for granted, especially in our twitter world, I am afraid, young pups of media tend to write John off. John’s curtness is due to nothing less than wisdom.

At his age, John’s brevity isnt from Old Age, it is ‘been there done that so many times your eyes would cross kiddo.’ And he has. http://dingell.house.gov/about-me/full-biography

The best vignette of John for me was when I was in his office, a few weeks back, talking with staff while presenting my perspective on technology’s devastating impact on 2D IP, ID and Commerce along with my TITLE 17 edit folio that I delivered to key legislators (and then some and growing).

John’s office was my last folio drop.

My eyes drank up history on his walls. Wow. What I would give to sit with him for an hour and record history. Let me be frank… he has lived through the tail end of one century and the turn into the next. Moi, I tell the ‘Moses was my bassinet mate’ jokes about me… well, it is with humility, I offer that honor to John.

I will tell you why…

The more things change the more they stay the same. Life model’s havent changed just the young whippersnappers have. A chap I chat with from time to time said for him becoming 50 was his great equalizer, recalling with fondness his liberal days as a long haired hippie eventually turned Conservative and military having served in several theaters of war. I did offer him what comes out in my hair brush daily (and then grows back) if he had a hankering to relive his hippie days, with a twist, as a redhead.

Point of sharing is that I have witnessed young pups of media, hooligans with a hand taperecorder, disregard John as they push past him in the hall after a Young Gun, Gang Of 8 or 10 or 20 when the MAN who has been there done that seen the Good the Bad & the Ugly is walking at his metronome pace to and from his office daily. Talk of example to look up to. Talk about person to follow. Talk about Wikipedia…. that online write history by community… you realize John is WICKED PEDIA in the flesh if you catch him at a hearing where he sits, listens and in ONE line cuts through the witnesses crap to the Reality Check point.

The naming of a Hearing Room after him, at this time now, is brilliant and honor to a man I wish the kids who cover Congress would be forced to sit in his room and hear War Stories that will charm them to honor the halls they troll looking for stories, some real and some “gotcha.” 

Listen, if we want to change the tenor of Congress, us oldies need to lead. Thought? Pizza party, Mr. Dingle? Cameras and tape recorders required to live and learn about life before black & white TV, way back to the good old smoke signal days my boys tease me of coming from. Yeah, I got a million, starting with the Red C, I mean sea… Moses didnt part the waters, he parted Company(ies). Google glass? John’s call….

I have a sense a good friend or two on the Energy & Commerce committee could make this happen. Dibs on the first invite. AND dont forget, me listening to you talk about my questions I want to ask Faith, philanthropy, 2D IP, ID and Commerce…after all Joel Gray sang it best “Money makes the world go round… Life is a Cabaret.”

I promise no Dolly jokes… NOT!… just outed myself  😉 


11 Jun

© Carrie Devorah

Sometimes what isn’t seen is what is most obvious as is the case with a Bill wending its way through Congress seeking to put Faith in to  the World War II Memorial. Faith is missing. Not new prayer leaving from the World War II Memorial historically incorrect but what I prefer to call the writing on this Memorial’s wall.

Monuments in the Nation’s Capitol don’t just happen. Monuments take years of planning, committee review, a lengthy process that begins with the monument being applied for to American Battle Monuments Commission, ABMC, as directed by Congress, established May 25, 1993 by President Clinton with Public Law 103-32. The American Battle Monuments Commission, authorized to establish a World War II Memorial in DC, hired the GSA, General Services Administration’s Public Buildings Service, to manage the WWII Memorial project. Friedrich St. Florian was brought on board to lead the design team which included George E. Hartman of Hartman-Cox Architects, landscape architect Oehme van Sweden & Associates, sculptor Ray Kaskey, and stone carver / letterer Nick Benson. The Commission of Fine Arts and the National Capital Planning Commission approved the WWII Memorial design the summer of ’98. With all these hands involved in the Memorial design pot, it boggles the history buff’s mind, that, believe it or not, God was forgot. Or? Left off intentionally.

The World War II Memorial located between Constitution and Independence Avenues, on 17th Street, east the Washington Monument, further east of the Capitol and west the Lincoln Memorial, near the MLK Memorial, across the water from the Jefferson Memorial rimming the Tidal Basin, adjacent to the near ignored WWI Memorial is special. Being the only 20th Century event on the Mall, the WWII Memorial honors not only a generation of 16 million men and women who served in the armed forces of the United States but their children, their children’s children and generations to come who will be able to travel to the Nation’s Capitol to connect with a loved one who gave of their lives so their family could be free. More than 400,000 died.

April 29, 2004, one month after the WWII Memorial, was dedicated, veterans and their descendants, began the pilgrimage to their WWII Memorial- 24 hours a day, seven days a week. Visitors walk from the Atlantic to Pacific theaters. Some visitors pause sharing private secrets with the Memorial. They talk to people we will never know- loved ones who gave their all. It is the norm to see a man or a woman, their hand on a wall, forehead or cheek against the cold stone, silent in prayer. We know to whom they speak. We know of whom they seek solace.

The battle of workmen to become part of this Memorial’s crew is legendary. They had equity in this Memorial being built- fathers, grandfathers, mothers, aunts, uncles- men and women of this generation that went to war for God and Country. After the Memorial was complete, stories began to circulate telling of tin cans holding tags, photos and other loved ones momentos tucked up and away forever. With the Memorial’s concrete hardened, the descendants bound their departed, forever, in time- to this place sixty plus years earlier- recalling the Greatest Generation.

Sixty plus years earlier, America, not prepared, was attacked by the Japanese. President Roosevelt wrote a speech that championed Americans call to war. As do we all when we prepare to speak publicly, there are rough copies of our speeches, rougher copies of our speeches, final copies of our speeches and then reading copies of our speeches. President Roosevelt was no different with a writing copy and a reading copy. The reading copy of President Roosevelt’s speech went missing for 43 years. After adressing the American people from the United States Capitol, President Roosevelt, walked out of the House Chambers leaving his Day of Infamy speech behind. March 1984, an archivist found President Roosevelt’s reading copy amidst group 46 of the US Senate Records, filing guidelines “Dec 8, 1941, if you really care to know. Today, the  typewritten draft of President Roosevelt’s speech is housed at the National Archives and Records Administration Franklin D Roosevelt Library in Hyde Park NY. “Read in Joint Session” are scrawled upon it. There is something Interesting about this marked up copy of Roosevelt’s speech I found crawling on the Internet. Four words that changed America are missing from the now archived draft. Four words that defined the WWII generation are missing. While other words are missing, too, from the WWII Memorial, it is these exactbfour words that must be put up on its walls.

12:30pm, December 8 1941, United States of America Franklin D Roosevelt, delivered a 7 minute speech before a Joint Session of Congress that was  broadcast to the largest audience in American live radio history. More than 81 percent of Americans tuned in to hear their President adress the tragedy of day before, December 7, 1941. The Empire of Japan attacked Pearl Harbor Naval Base on the island of Hawaii. Vice President Henry A Wallace sat to the President’s left as Roosevelt prepared to speak. Speaker of the House Sam Rayburn sat behind him. President Roosevelt’s son James, dressed in uniform, sat to the President’s right. Democrats and Republicans were all Americans, on this day, unified behind their leader. No No aisle separated them as America’s President channeled his country’s emotions to America’s tragedy.

President Roosevelt had met with his military advisors. President Roosevelt asked Congress to go to war. The Senate voted unanimously for war;the House had one dissenter. President Roosevelt signed America’s Declaration into a collective response- WAR- declared against Japan. America joined into WWII.

The delicacy of generating support for the administration’s battle cry was not unique to this Presidency. President Roosevelt had a decision to make, give a long speech or give a shorter terse speech. President Roosevelt’s advisors told him to give a longer speech adressing Japan and America’s relationships. President Roosevelt, wanting to express Americans  feeling they had been victimized, wanted to deliver a shorter dramatic speech that would the voice of American citizens angered at the slaughter of brethren while Japan, openly holding diplomatic negotiations with America was covertly preparing for War against them. President Roosevelt, both the Commander in Chief of the Army and the Navy, chose his words carefully, using one word of power to replace two. “A date which will live in world history”  became “a date which will live in Infamy.” The magnitude of American murdered was not lost. President Roosevelt told Americans to never forget this Sunday attack on Pearl Harbor. President Roosevelt told Americans he had confidence in their strengths. He let Americans know he that with declaring war he “directed that all measures be taken for our defense” letting his citizens know  “our people, our territory and our interests are in grave danger”. Americans rallied to President Roosevelt’s call with cries of “Remember December 7th” and “Avenge December 7”.  

 President Roosevelt wrote his Day Of Infamy speech holed up in Room 776 at The Mayflower infamous for less glamorous moments in America’s pop culture. It was the same room in which Roosevelt wrote his inaugural speech. I was told the President was working on his speech until the last moment before he was to leave for the Capitol, racing from his desk in such haste, he left the reading copy of his speech behind, where as legend goes, his aide, glancing the speech over, picked up the pen, scrawled upon it.

Though many know all or parts of the speech written by President Roosevelt off by heart, it bears reading the speech in its entirety again:

“Yesterday, December 7, 1941- a date which will live in infamy- the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan.

The United States was at peace with that nation and, at the solicitation of Japan, was still in conversation with its Government and its Emperor looking toward the maintenance of peace in the Pacific. Indeed, one hour after Japanese air squadrons had commenced bombing in Oahu, the Japanese Ambassador to the United States and his colleague delivered to the Secretary of State a formal reply to a recent American message. While this reply stated that it seemed useless to continue the existing diplomatic negotiations, it contained no threat or hint of war or armed attack.

It will be recorded that the distance of Hawaii from Japan makes it obvious that the attack was deliberately planned many days or even weeks ago. During the intervening time the Japanese Government has deliberately sought to deceive the United States by false statements and expressions of hope for continued peace.

The attack yesterday on the Hawaiian Islands has caused severe damage to American naval and military forces. Very many American lives have been lost. In addition American ships have been reported torpedoed on the high seas between San Francisco and Honolulu.

Yesterday the Japanese Government also launched an attack against Malaya. Last night Japanese forces attacked Hong Kong. Last night Japanese forces attacked Guam. Last night Japanese forces attacked the Philippine Islands. Last night the Japanese attacked Wake Island. This morning the Japanese attacked Midway Island.

Japan has, therefore, undertaken a surprise offensive extending throughout the Pacific area. The facts of yesterday speak for themselves. The people of the United States have already formed their opinions and well understand the implications to the very life and safety of our nation.

As Commander-in-Chief of the Army and Navy, I have directed that all measures be taken for our defense.

Always will we remember the character of the onslaught against us.No matter how long it may take us to overcome this premeditated invasion, the American people in their righteous might will win through absolute victory.

I believe I interpret the will of the Congress and of the people when I assert that we will not only defend ourselves to the uttermost but will make very certain that this form of treachery shall never endanger us again.

Hostilities exist. There is no blinking at the fact that our people, our territory and our interests are in grave danger.

With confidence in our armed forces – with the unbounded determination of our people – we will gain the inevitable triumph – (and at the end of this sentence, four words were scrawled in by President Roosevelt’s aide who upon reading his boss’s speech, knew…..) SO HELP US GOD.  

I ask that the Congress declare that since the unprovoked and dastardly attack by Japan on Sunday, December seventh, a state of war has existed between the United States and the Japanese Empire.”

And there they are, the Four Words that defined the WWII generation, “So Help Us God,”  the similar four words to those George Washington added to the end of the oath of office.

America is edited these days by political correctness and partisan bullying. America is losing so much. She cannot afford to lose these Four Words. With one WWII hero at a time slipping through our collective consciousness, the WII Memorial is what we as a country will have to remember them by, four words that bind them forever into the DNA that makes America great. While it is a Congressional thought to put a new prayer up on the WWII Memorial, it is more of a historically correct thought to put these Heroes prayer upon their Wall. Complete President Roosevelt’s speech. Include the words SO HELP US GOD, the prayer of in the hearts and minds of many Americans today struggling with making it day to day, struggling to hold life as they knew it together. All along the way in the process of the designing and planning the WWII  Memorial,  all of the members of the Commission had the obligation to represent the people not a selected few who chose design over history. If a Law is needed to put SO HELP US GOD upon the wall, make the Law. And if a Law is needed to make it criminal to take creative license with history, changing it, or deleting history with a click of computer key or pencil erasure, make that Law too.

Don’t rewrite history as was done at the WWII with President Roosevelt’s speech:


Write history. Put the missing sentences where they belong up on the wall of the World War II Memorial. And in larger letters, larger than life, never to be missed, embolden those who need comforting from these Four Words, SO HELP US GOD.

The World War II Memorial, the first national memorial dedicated to all who served during World War II, is the first contemporary memorial where Faith was left off. Patriotic men and women went to war willingly, for God and Country, guided by chaplains to facing their mortality before finding their ways into foxholes some never left. The WWII Memorial is not the only Memorial where literary license was taken. Literary license was taken at the MLK. Can you imagine that Reverend Dr King has NO words of Faith anywhere on his Memorial.

I was told, early on when I began my God project that my photos show ‘the enemy’ exactly where to go to remove Faith from our Capitol. I always answer maybe my God project shows people where to go when seeking Faith. We are only better than our enemies if we return, here and now, the 4 of the 485 words that in 7 minutes glorified America. If Congress does not write history correctly upon this Memorial then Congress, representing We The People, is no better than our enemies that fight us today.  In this endeavor, I ask, I pray, help me put God upon this Memorial’s walls – Carrie Devorah [www.godinthetemplesofgovernment.com ]

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26 May

MEMORIAL DAY WEEKEND has become a weekend of barbecue and bikes, in DC.

I chose to celebrate my MEMORIAL MINUTE with earnest, attending a 6th&I Friday night service dedicated to veterans and loved heroes lost at war. I had showed up a week earlier, last Friday. I determined to return, to say ‘thank you for your service’ and ‘thank you for your sacrifice.’ The unorthodox service, Downtown DC, meets the fourth Friday of each month. Larry, the leader’s practice, each Friday he leads his congregation, is to read out the names of the Fallen. Larry said he has been doing this five years now. Larry saw someone else list the dead. Larry committed to honoring heroes ages 19-40’s, each one a pause for tears.

For all the naysayers, Jews dont serve. They do. Just walk amongst the headstones at Arlington Cemetery. Stars of David dot the crowns of the white tablets, each tablet looking like 1/2 of the Ten Commandment, two tablets. Present at the ceremony were a father and mother from Florida and a teeny bent woman with two young men and her girl. Whoosh. She reminded me of my mom, my family, our loss I shared with her after Adon Olam, Lord Of The Universe.

She held me hand as I shared our loss, why Memorial Day is important to me. She said ‘you understand. I dont need to explain. They,’ sweeping her hand towards the exiting congregants, ‘they dont get it.’ They dont. I agreed. And I shared with her my words of comfort given to me at the time of our loss ‘He is missed.’ Three words that speak volumes. And I shared my reality gifted to us within 30 days of our loss, ‘people will tell you to move forward. You will but you wont. You are changed forever. It can be a gift. Or not.’

The gathered were present for kavanah, devotion, introspection. My hostest was Joyce, the congregation leader’s vivacious wife I had fortune to sit next to on the pew bench upstairs. Larry shared Sixth and I history. He had no way of knowing my moment in it, my photo on the wall gallery downstairs, my memories of Abe Pollin, my association with Shelton Jackson and with Doug Jemal. When Larry asked had I been here at 6th and I before. I smiled. With too much history to share, I said, yes, I was there when the Synagogue that became a Church became a Synagogue again.

My dinner mate was an Episcopalian Gay who loved shule and Jews and couldnt understand much of what I don’t understand about the world. I relished how he looked in my eyes as we spoke. I shared with him I had stopped by the FRC Watchmen Conference earlier that day where a pastor engaged with me on the conversation of Gays and Faith, BSA and bullying. My dinner mate and I were in synch. All I could think of was the dialogue is shifting. The loudest voices being heard could probably use therapy to work through their issues as this delicious man is NOT being spoke for by them. Nor was the couple, both wearing yarmulkehs. They were not a the Memorial Weekend sabbath as activists. They were there as Jews steeped in their faith.

So when a friend sent me a forward, in Memory of Rabbi Noah Weinberg, of blessed memory, dean and founder of Aish HaTorah International, a man who for 50 years his visionary educational programs brought hundreds of thousands of Jews closer to their heritage, I thought his words are in tribute to those we lost & love:

Way #13: Think About It  by Rabbi Noah Weinberg

We sometimes make snap decisions. Or we may mull over decisions for too long. Become skilled at the happy medium of good decision-making. Imagine walking on a tightrope high above Niagara Falls. As you inch along, you see a maniac coming at you from behind. No longer are you just concerned about falling to either side, you also have to make sure the maniac doesn’t catch you! In a sense, life is the same way. Every step we make has real consequences – yet we have to continue to move forward. People want immediate results and tend to lack patience when it comes to making decisions. People may even throw themselves into a certain decision – for better or for worse – just to get the decision out of the way. Others may excessively mull over decisions, lacking the confidence to come to the right conclusion. Whatever the case, decisions can come back and haunt us. And we wonder: “Why didn’t I think this through better?” Take note of how you make decisions. Do you deliberate and consider the weight of important issues? Or is it impulsive and without thought of consequence? Or do you simply shrug your shoulders and make a decision out of ignorance?

Way #13 is Bi-yishuv – literally “by sitting.” Life has decisions to be made at every moment. So don’t be hasty. Slow down. Examine all the aspects. Reflect. Deliberate. Make the best decisions you can, but don’t get so wrapped up in yourself that you’re afraid to commit to a final decision. These techniques will help you solve problems that inevitably arise in career, marriage, and parenting. And once you do make your decision, you’ll move forward with confidence, knowing it was the best decision possible.


“Deliberation” means to ponder insights, events, ideas – whatever we encounter in life. Let things lie for a while, then go back and mull them over. The Sages say that whatever you encounter, study it four times. This process is likened to the act of planting – because wisdom is for the soul what food is for the body.

  1. PLOWING – The first time you go over an idea, try to figure it out. That’s “breaking up the soil.”
  2. PLANTING – The second time, the idea begins to make sense. You’re “putting seeds into the ground,” planting it into yourself.
  3. HARVESTING – The third time, you come to an experiential and intellectual understanding. It’s “reaping the wheat.”
  4. DIGESTING – The fourth time, you integrate the idea into your life. It “nourishes” your soul and is now part of you.

We all want to achieve great things with minimum effort. A great sage said: “A person wants to become great overnight, and get a good night’s sleep, too!” Realize that true growth is a long process. That’s why deliberation is an important tool, because it forces you to slow down, exercise patience, and stretch the limits of your powers. With everything you want to achieve – and the short time you have to do so – taking time to deliberate is the best investment you’ll ever make.



Before going to sleep, look back and review the events of your day. Try to identify what you learned. Then project toward the future. Anticipate what you expect to encounter the following day, week, or month. Set a schedule to review your life regularly. In Judaism, the appointed times are every week before Shabbat, every month before Rosh Chodesh, and every year before Rosh Hashana. You can also do this before a birthday, graduation, wedding or other milestone. Do this consistently for the rest of your life. Deliberate on what you’ve done in the past, and what you hope for the future. Without this, you’re just running aimlessly through life. Sure, you’ll eventually end up someplace – but you won’t be happy and you won’t know how you got there.


We all have an occasional flash of truth: moments when we realize what it means to be a friend, what we are doing wrong, what we really want out of life. We may think the moment of realization has changed us. But often the moment is lost. Because unless we concretize the insight, we’ll never act on it, and the effect dissipates altogether. The next time you get a great insight, stop. Freeze. Don’t move. Think about what the insight means in the overall scheme of things. And figure out how to put it into practice. Imagine you encounter the suffering of poor people and are moved to tears. If you want to help, you’ll need to structure a careful, detailed plan. Otherwise, all your good intentions are unlikely to amount to anything.


We all have ups and downs, good days and bad days. Hasty reactions are a defense mechanism, and usually not the most effective one. If we’re not on guard, we can act impulsively. Criticism has a way of getting under our skin and making us attack the source of the criticism. So before you react, give yourself a chance to consider the comment, what it really means, and if perhaps there’s some validity to it. As King Solomon says: “Don’t be quick to respond.” When someone hurts or insults you, wait before you react. You’re naturally on the defensive. Be careful not to say anything you’ll later regret. Before you start shouting, pause. Catch a hold of yourself and count to 10. Similarly, when someone asks you a question, think before you answer. Don’t be afraid to say “I don’t know.” When asked for your point of view, learn to say, “I’m not sure,” or “It seems to me…” In the long run, you’ll gain respect.


If it’s not worth mulling over, it’s not worth studying in the first place. Because all that information may just overload and confuse you. When you hear or read something, train yourself to sum up the central point in a few words. If you don’t take the time to think over what you’ve learned, you’re viewing the world blindly through someone else’s eyes. Next, examine the implications of the new idea. It helps to have a list of standard probing questions like:

  • Is the source objective?
  • What is the evidence cited?
  • What aspects don’t I understand?
  • What are the implications/consequences of this for my life?

Asking these questions will sharpen your analytical abilities, and will help you apply what you learn.

Next, take a piece of paper and write out the pros and cons. This gets the ball rolling in a constructive direction. Even though it may seem like this process will slow you down, once you master the technique, it will become more automatic. Then you’ll be able to analyze things with lightning speed, and make better, faster decisions.


You need to distinguish between “reality” and “moods.” Deliberating before you confront a problem will enable you to act with greater confidence when the problem does arise. So before you enter a situation that could backfire – a job interview, a family gathering, etc. – consider in advance what you’ll have to confront, and practice for it. Role-play in front of a mirror (or with a friend) and prepare catch-phrases that – in the heat of the moment – keep you focused. When you’re prepared, you’re confident. And then no one will be able to pull the rug out from under your feet.


Did you ever go to sleep with a problem and then wake up with a solution? To gain clarity, you sometimes have to walk away from a situation and then come back to it later. If you feel yourself coming up empty, take a break for while and come back refreshed. You are more clever and resourceful than you give yourself credit for. Solutions may jump right out at you the next time around. Over time, we get answers. So stick with it. Ask others for advice. Ask God to help. The clarity will come.


  • We all want greatness. It takes time and hard work to achieve it.
  • When you reach an impasse, pause and analyze. Deal with the problem. Don’t look for the quick, easy solution.
  • Careful reflection ensures a much wiser response than an impulse reaction.
  • To know what you’re living for, take the time to think it through. Otherwise you could end up with a very superficial life.
  • And, when things look the bleakest, do the Daily thing- take TWO TABLETS and call HIM in the morning.


CONTEMPLATING THE 62nd Annual Day Of Prayer Message: PRAY

10 May

Shirley Dobson, the chairman of the national Day of  Prayer led the Congressional kickoff beseeching prayer for our country. Pray. She said citing stats and scriptures reminding people that time and time again The Lord has stepped in when needed, where needed. There is so much to be praying about- Boston, Newtown is a prayer start. There were 42000 prayer gatherings around the country on the National Day of Prayer, Dobson said, the largest to date with word of the mission spreading to the UK and Australia to lift up America in Prayer. Some have booked hot air balloons to hold prayer circles in the air. One woman is packing her buddies in to her SUV to do a day trip to local EMS, fire stations and police to pray with them.

Rabbi Daniel Lapin has become a regular in the bridge building process between faiths. Lapin adressed the struggle people have with prayer. Often, prayer is a w ‘want’ ending up being a ‘cant.’ People know less and less the how to of Ho-Du, a call to God. Lapin brought the gathering back to the evil & good conflict that has challenged generations. Lapin cited history. Revolutions were driven by faith. Philosophies have impacted. Humanistic philosophies, Lapin, said, don’t work. Lapin, in his English clip, engaged the gathered with his biblical search for the first person to pray. Lapin said the first Jewish person to pray to God is shrouded in history as is the first person to eat Rice Krispies. When everyone does it, it isn’t special. But the historical grand adventure  connecting to God is a blueprint of what we must do which is pray.

Rabbi Neal Surasky explained the first three notes of the shofar he was to blow- a call to worship, an announcement of the call of the nations dire contrition and the fourth is the call to the archangels.

Father Jerome Magat cited Matthews in support of the Dobson’s theme 62, a call to Prayer. The nations motto of In God We Trust has led our nation. Magat said trusting in God also means obeying him, despite the threats to all Americans- born and unborn. Lincoln said it is the duty of all Americans to follow GOd, and then Magat led the gathered to prayer.

Bobby Little spoke on behalf of the Christian embassy a mission to bring leaders, of all kinds, military plus to come to faith. Little introduced a big man, the Ambassador to Malawi, Steve Dick Matenje. Matenje brought a prayer for the gathered, turning the gathered to the nations of the world, asking courage to not shrink back from tough decisions, Mataenje prayed for the immigrants and for the fragile, for the peacemakers, for the people of Bangladesh, asked for a stop to Human Trafficking.

Pat Boone as a stalwart for the National Day of Prayer was here this day, white buck shoes and all, a lead in to Congressman Robert Aderholt, from Alabama, reminding people this nation stands for faith and heart and only with these things will America remain the light on the Hill. Aderholt asked people to be encouraged knowing despite all the bickering seen on tv, there is a first prayer of the week that is done off camera and bipartisan. Aderholt has been a sponsor of the last seven days of prayer on the Hill. Aderholt cited Benjamin Franklin in closing, beseeching the day start with gathered prayer, ahead in to the Annie Moses Band, worship leaders.

Glenn Sheppard, from America’s Day of prayer Committee brought people back to the message of the day, providence in the presence of faith, reminding of the Prayer of repentance, Acts 8:22. Sheppard emphasized, America needs to Pray For Its Nation. Sheppard asked for the gathered to kneel. and they did, at their chairs, some facing east, some facing west, some leaning I. To their seats, some kneeling high, heads bowed, fingers clasped,,eyes covered in supplication. He was kind. Sheppard allowed for the disabled. His request was couched in ..’if you can.’ It was on this day, I acknowledged a limitation. I couldn’t. Getting back up was a reality in more ways than one.

What was labelled a special performance was that and more… Wintley Phipps founder if the Dream Academy brought the event a grace that remains the elixir of the nation. One can only wonder at decision to bring JT to the White House when Wintley enfuses breaths of prayer.

John Bornschein vice chairman national day of prayer introduced Judge David Gustafson who requested Prayer for the Judiciary. When one hears a Judge has nine children, there is that momentary of faith wondering if it  is kosher to even think the wordsJudge and, legal briefs in the same thought, let alone iPad sentence. Gustafson derbies himself as a rep of the retail side of the judiciary. His window into proceedings is a keyhole. Gustafson asked for prayer. Dick Eastman asked people to lay hands on the chairs before them asking that judges filling the seats be e fused with faith, justice as they decide for humanity.

Dr James Dobson founder and Chairman  of Family Talk introduced Congressman Frank Wolf, VA. They have known each other for over 23 years. Wolf recited the long history of prayer in politics. Historically kingdoms rise and fall. Wolf assured that America will stay forever. Wolf told of Ben Franklin wept when signing the Constitution. Washington, president if the Constitutional Convention. Apparently there was a rising sun on the back of the presidents chair, all gathered witnessed the dawn of a new nation, a glory. Wolf said as much as he wants that to be true, he is concerned. He doesn’t believe he is alone. Rising debt, America it’s moral compass, with its torch dimming. Solutions will not only come from God. Pray for those in positions influence. Wolf warned. Virtues are mocked. Vices are elevated. The fastest growing affiliation today agree then Nones, dramatically growing. Wolf asked people to pray for the Church and foster a culture of faith. Pray for a new dawn to break.

Vonette Bright, co chairman of the National Day of Prayer Task Force shared Colossians 1:9 introduced Pat Boone. While some wonder if there are 10 righteous men in Hollywood, the are. There are thousands coming to gatherings in Dodgers stadium. Boone said thousands of youth gather.

Larry Polin media fellowship prays for actors by name- Brad Pitt and others. Boone seconded Shirley acknowledging America was born in prayer. It wasn’t a myth that George Washington kneeled in the snow in prayer. It is a history not being taught to kids today. The very obvious intent of a Thomas Jefferson has been twisted yet even a 6th grader knows what that means. Boone recounted his tale of challenging set atheist Michael Newdow, who forgot the words ‘and no restriction thereof..’ Boone talked about Ben Fraknlins call for daily sun a guide to the constitution. Franklin wasn’t known for faith. He was known for his taste in women. Liberty for all adressed where faith is, where. Boone said, Christians are. His words were, are, Legacy in the National day of a prayer, a legacy calling the first Thursday in May being the national Day of Prayer.

There was no National Day of Prayer in the White House last year. There was a celebration of Ramadan. The Jewish month celebration was cancelled to. Boone said, what is next? An executive order from the man who declared evangelical Christians, enemies. Boone began crying out multiples of God’s names… In America as it is in heaven. ..