Back in the OLD southwest... *What civilization that existed, was
dependent on good water. Many regions remained un-explored untill the
Trailblazers could figger a way to get a drink of that needed substance,
*water...
Free roam'n wilderness members crossed the Rockies and their trade kept
them close to clear running streams, where they would fill their waterbags
*upstream from the beavers<G>
Injun Warriors knew that too poision the well or watersource of yur rival
would bring sickness and possible death! ...as good as a arr'r to the
heart would be the ruination of pure water, by thowing a dead animal to
rot in the watersource.
Many of us high-minded Commanders fashion ourselves to be as free as
the wind in the pines... Elete... Hip... and There! *But the thing we
struggle with is the truth! *We are all part of families tied to more
families and work at Jobs that demand time and effort... to provide
food,shelter and that dandy new DVD player we must have<G>
... and in fact we *prefer 3 things above our most stated desire-
*Fellowship......
What do we want MORE?
1.Privacy
2.Mobility
3.Convienience
Privacy- *I want this so that I have my *space man...<G>
I'll give you wed nights... untill "God tells me different"
or untill I find Rangers is impacting my private life...
Mobility- *When things get bad...I bug out!<G>
You cant demand me to be a REAL commander! *I quit! there's
Other churches that want me and my gadget infested *Dicky work
shirt!
Convienence- *When good things happen, I want it delivered-HOT!<G>
I want the "form" of being part of the Outpost... *So I can be FCF
or hanve a spot of the OP council... BUT DO SOMETHING?
..oh I don't know about that!
WHO POISIONED YUR WELL?
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Who told you Rangers was dumb...
Who told you the BOYS were not watching...
who told you that YOUR days were past?
Who told you that PLANNING a Ranger meeting was a waste of time?
WHO POISIONED THE WELL?
*Let's pull the dead rotten carcas out of the river of life!
LET THE HEALING WATERS FLOW!
----***X***----
(What was on my mind...)
I was visited by an old Commander friend who began to tell me all
the troubles of his outpost and the leaders he worked with... I reflected
on the many many post's to Rangernet of problems with Men dealing with
each other... playing Truth against hearsay and rumor...like Maverick's
and card sharks in a TV poker game...
The conversation led me to question my own judgement and actions in my
Outpost...
This gentelman wanted *MY "fellowship" from afar... But that in my
*opinion did not grant me the right to apply "wrenches or tools" to shape
the change or result. *That is not my desire in the least anyway!<G>
No... He came over to share the bummer<G> Heheee...
*I felt a little "sick" for the drinking of BAD WATER from a polluted
well....and was glad to have him leave Rancho- Deluxe.
Back on track...
Cdr.Duane -=A=-
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