Posted on 01/27/2006 5:57:28 PM PST by scott7278
I always thought that the AMC Eagle was a neat-looking vehicle, but when I was in grad school, a friend informed me that any AMC vehicle was uncool.
I tried to.
I posted this to you on that other thread concerning masculinity before it got pulled. These letters have always stayed with me since the first time I read them years ago. They are from Adoniram Judson, a missionary to Burma:
Letter to Mr. Hasseltine Asking for His Daughter's Hand in Marriage
"I have now to ask whether you can consent to part with your daughter early next spring, to see her no more in this world ? whether you can consent to her departure to a heathen land, and her subjection to the hardships and sufferings of a missionary life? whether you can consent to her exposure to the dangers of the ocean; to the fatal influence of the southern climate of India; to every kind of want and distress; to degradation, insult, persecution, and perhaps a violent death? Can you consent to all this, for the sake of Him who left His heavenly home and died for her and for you; for the sake of perishing, immortal souls; for the sake of Zion and the glory of God? Can you consent to all this, in hope of soon meeting your daughter in the world of glory, with a crown of righteousness brightened by the acclamations of praise which shall redound to her Saviour from heathens saved, through her means, from eternal woe and despair?"
Letter to Ann Hasseltine Before Their Marriage
It is with the utmost sincerity, and with my whole heart, that I wish you, my love, a happy new year. May it be a year in which your walk will be close with God; your frame calm and serene; and the road that leads you to the Lamb marked with purer light. May it be a year in which you will have more largely the spirit of Christ, be raised above sublunary things, and be willing to be disposed of in this world just as God shall please. As every moment of the year will bring you nearer the end of your pilgrimage, may it bring you nearer to God, and find you more prepared to hail the messenger of death as a deliverer and a friend. And now, since I have begun to wish, I will go on. May this be the year in which you will change your name; in which you will take a final leave of your relatives and native land; in which you will cross the wide ocean, and dwell on the other side of the world, among a heathen people. What a great change will this year probably effect in our lives! How very different will be our situation and employment! If our lives are preserved and our attempt prospered, we shall next new year's day be in India, and perhaps wish each other a happy new year in the uncouth dialect of Hindostan or Burmah. We shall no more see our kind friends around us, or enjoy the conveniences of civilized life, or go to the house of God with those that keep holy day; but swarthy countenances will everywhere meet our eye, the jargon of an unknown tongue will assail our ears, and we shall witness the assembling of the heathen to celebrate the worship of idol gods. We shall be weary of the world, and wish for wings like a dove, that we may fly away and be at rest. We shall probably experience seasons when we shall be 'exceeding sorrowful, even unto death. We shall see many dreary, disconsolate hours, and feel a sinking of spirits, anguish of mind, of which now we can form little conception. O, we shall wish to lie down and die. And that time may soon come. One of us may be unable to sustain the heat of the climate and the change of habits; and the other may say, with literal truth, over the grave--
'By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed;
By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed;
By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned;'
but whether we shall be honored and mourned by strangers, God only knows. At least, either of us will be certain of one mourner. In view of such scenes shall we not pray with earnestness 'O for an overcoming faith,' etc.?"
Why did that thread get pulled?
It wouldn't be bad for a wife, but English majors have a hard time getting a job that comes with a W2 form. If you can find something to pay the bills while you go to grad school, you can do a few good combinations with a B.A. in English. For instance, a master's in library science would allow you to become manager of a library. I don't know whether that position would appeal to you, but it's a solid job. You could get a law degree and become a lawyer. It's not an honest living, but the money is good. Either of those positions might allow you to become involved in politics if you want to put your political views into action. If you earned a Ph.D. in History, you could teach and write history at the college level. Our universities could use more conservative professors in History and similar subjects. I don't know you well enough to offer advice, but those possibilities came to mind when you mentioned the English degree.
Bill
I've heard that Pacers were great snow cars. They were ugly, but the square wheelbase was supposed to be very stable. Furthermore, if it wrecked, you didn't care.
I'm not sure -- the article wasn't bad, the only thing I could see is that the poster had a new sign-up date. I didn't necessarily agree with every word, but the overall thesis was correct.
I still have it up, but I'm not seeing anything. Maybe someone took offense to his screen name? I didn't particularly care for it.
What was it?
Actually, I HAVE seen a Pacer. :)
Again, we're in the same boat. I had lazy eye as a kid. I wore a patch for a long time, but my left eye never developed. I can see with the left eye. When I was working in the lab, I actually used my left eye more than my right eye for microscope work. However, for most normal uses, my left eye isn't that good. With glasses, I can see well enough and use my left eye quite a bit. Unfortunately, I can never use my eyes together. I'm using either one or the other.
On night driving, I'm the opposite. Both eyes work well enough at night for me to drive with confidence. About fifteen years ago, I went through a couple of year stretch where I wasn't seeing well at night. Since then, my night vision has returned, and I'm okay. In fact, I find driving at night to be preferable. The traffic is usually much less at night, and I can just drive for miles without many worries. On both of my most recent trips home from Tennessee back to Louisiana, I drove all night and arrived home at five in the morning. The all night drive mostly relaxed me.
Bill
LOL Good point!
Lazy eye here, too. Had the patch and all that, but it didn't fix matters. Also had an infection in that eye as a baby, which probably added to things. I'm realllly nearsighted in that eye, but with the help of glasses, I use it for all close up work...reading and all. But I can't use 'em together.
I'm OK with night driving where there's no traffic...but in traffic, I find I can't figure out where people are as easily at night. Scares me.
The unmentionable Tetragammaton. Not the best screen name to choose.
Bill
I understand what you mean. I can't figure out where people are regardless of whether it's night or day. To me, the advantage to night is that there are fewer of them. If I have to go through a big city, I try to go through the city at two in the morning. I don't have the road to myself at that time, but the traffic is usually light enough for me to be comfortable.
Baruch Ha Shem Adonai
Amen!
Or should I say Omein? :)
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