O Lord our Father, our young patriots, idols of our hearts, go forth to battle?-be Thou near them! With them?-in spirit?-we also go forth from the sweet peace of our beloved firesides to smite the foe. O Lord our God, help us to tear their soldiers to bloody shreds with our shells; help us to cover their smiling fields with the pale forms of their patriot dead; help us to drown the thunder of the guns with the shrieks of their wounded, writhing in pain; help us to lay waste their humble homes with a hurricane of fire; help us to wring the hearts of their unoffending widows with unavailing grief; help us to turn them out roofless with little children to wander unfriended the wastes of their desolated land in rags and hunger and thirst, sports of the sun flames of summer and the icy winds of winter, broken in spirit, worn with travail, imploring Thee for the refuge of the grave and denied it?-for our sakes who adore Thee, Lord, blast their hopes, blight their lives, protract their bitter pilgrimage, make heavy their steps, water their way with their tears, stain the white snow with the blood of their wounded feet! We ask it, in the spirit of love, of Him Who is the Source of Love, and Who is the ever-faithful refuge and friend of all that are sore beset and seek His aid with humble and contrite hearts. Amen.
-- Sam Clemens, 1905
Good afternoon, Setanta. How are you today? Looks like we both might have gotten a late start today.
You still makin' sh!t up, MOAN ? . . . tell us about your spider bite . . .
I meant we were getting a late start at the prayer back and forth.
Oh I see. I see. Ok, let's look at this logically, shall we? I sat down here at my computer and thought, "Hmmmm, this guy Setanta really hates me. I wonder what I can find out about him that I could get him to be nice to me? Hmmm. So, I searched every single post of your what? over 28,000 some just looking for something that would make you become a hero in my eyes or something?
Good grief. If you actually believe that, then I think you have more of a problem than you think that I have.
I told you and everyone else, I have nothing to hide. If I said something, I admit it. If I did it, I admit it. I sent that email out after you had accused me of doing that type of thing. And I am not going to apologize for it. I did nothing wrong. You might not have like it and others may not have liked it. But, it put a stop to the arguing back and forth for awhile.
You don't have to like me. No one has to like me. I don't have to like you or anyone else either. That's the way the ball bounces.
So, you want to send me your address and I will send you the ER bill? And make you a deal, I'll send it to you and you can pay it?
So shun me, say nasty things about me, whatever. Doesn't make them true. Doesn't hurt my feelings.
Oh, I do owe you an apology about something though. You had put up a picture once (avatar) and I was positive I knew you. I thought you were this man I knew. His name was Bobby Z. I had known him a long time ago when he drank. That picture was pretty much the spitting image of him, or so I thought. I found a picture of him the other day while I was doing some packing and that is not the picture you had put up. So, I did mouth off there before I knew for 100% and I do apologize for that. If that picture was you, you could pass for his brother.
Now, if you have any other beef, let's go to the Let's Duke It Out thread and I will be happy to address any issue you please. If not, then I will no longer address you and you don't need to feel compelled to be so friendly to me. Oh and BTW, can you honestly tell me you have never even had a fleeting thought concerning me that wasn't nastier than anything you have posted? Honestly?
Lord we come to you today to ask for peace for the troops. Bring them understanding and comfort. Guide their hearts, Lord. Please Lord, bring our troops home safely and end this war soon. In Jesus' name we pray, Amen.
