I don't understand

"The body of a missing 12-year-old whose uncle allegedly planned to force her into a sex ring the day she disappeared was found Wednesday in Randolph, not far from his house.

State Police Director Col. James Baker said Brooke Bennett's body was found about 4:45 p.m. and her family had been notified."

Mans Inhumanity to man. It's rampant and pervasive. Granted, Brooke's Ordeal is horrific. So many times though, Man inhumanity to man is reported regularly in the news. How much of this kind of news do we not hear about? How many Booke's and others are dismissed as so much ... what? A Toy? I can't even get my mind around this sort of thing.

Then there is the fact that it was family. An Uncle and a father-in-law. Granted, they are innocent until proven guilty in American Justice. But you have a 14 year old girl that had already gone through what this 12 year old went through and managed to survive.

Apparently this very medium, The Internet, was used to a great degree in the demise of this very young lady. This wonder of technology and a great benefit to mankind can and is used to degrade humans and apparently used to help kill, or at the least rape and mutilate another of God's special creatures.

It is really sad that in the year 2008 we are still dealing with this sort of thing. I guess mankind's inhumanity to man will survive forever. It will always be a reminder of what we are capable of if allowed to degrade and abuse our fellow man enough.

God Help us all.

The big Picture

"Yes, thank God, we don't get the big picture all at once."

I posted that back in October of 2001 on Yahell. Perhaps you are wondering what I was talking about.

My spiritual Journey would sometimes take a great leap forward where I learned much knowledge and gained so much insight into what was going on at the time or something to that effect. I loved it when that happened. Sometimes I referred toi this as getting slapped upside the head by God.

Sometimes though it wasn't a happy time when this happened, the Loss of both of my parents for instance. The death of my father after years of suffering with cancer, years later, my mother passing away within 48 hours of going into the hospital with a blood clot. I learned a boat load form each of these events.

Also with the message board at Yahoo, I sometimes would learn a great deal with a conversation I was involved in or witnessing conversations others were engaged in. At times, it was awe inspiring. Great huge amounts of spiritual wisdom was gathered and spread about through the message board and then without warning Yahell would come through and with out warning delete this great collection of spiritual wealth and understanding.

But through all this, knowledge gathered, As a snowball rolling down hill in the snow, gaining size and strength. Slowly putting the pieces together and filling in some of the blanks. Even when I didn't realize that there were blanks or pieces needed to fill the puzzle.

Then other times, waiting and wondering if I was ever going to advance at all. Used to drive me nuts at times. Then when I had almost given up, quit trying so hard to advance spiritually, again the doors would open up, so to speak and I was allowed to advance just a tad bit further. So in that I learned ever so slowly that to advance sometimes, one needs to not try to advance. That and I learned about if its meant to be.

But that is another post.

Cactus Jack ...

"Cactus Jack
by: avatarmundi (48/M/U.S.A.)
07/14/03 10:57 am
Msg: 1241 of 1243

The state of the human collective consciousness manifests itself
everyday in our world as our wars, diseases, personal and
collective tragedies, noble aspirations and achievements,
simple kindnesses, play, work and efforts towards peace.

For a while CJ stood with us shoulder to shoulder and did more
than his share of heavy lifting in the 'great work' of which we are
all a part. His work, his influence transcends the existence of
his messages on these boards. The environment for the
human spirit has been improved by his contributions... he helped
pave the way(in consciousness) for others to find more freedom
from the tyranny of fear.

That Freedom is his legacy.

Each of us will eventually walk that path and leave any undone
work to younger, stronger and hopefully wiser hands."

Image from Photoflavor

I didn't get to know Cactus Jack nearly as well as I would have liked. I didn't agree with every thing he said or posted. But, he was a very caring, highly intelligent human being which made a great impact on me and countless others within the short time I knew him. I haven't thought about him in a while and thought this might work as an introduction to allow you to get a feel for this kind gentle individual who is still sorely missed.

He was a brother to me.

Beamer

Another poem from Word wrangler ...

In rememberance of a grand man
by: wordwrangler_99 (33/M/Crooked River Ranch, Oreg) 10/29/01 12:10 am
Msg: 11 of 171

It was about this time 3 yrs. ago my grandfather passed away, I wrote this as a way of then dealing with the loss. I re-post it now as he has been on my mind of late.

For Grandpa

Why he had to suffer so
I?ll never understand
In all my days upon the earth
I?ve met no greater man
He gave freely of himself
Yet asked for no return
Held firmly to his beliefs
Never did he spurn
He lavished love onto his kids
And even more than that
Was never too pre-occupied
To sit and have a chat
He was a doting husband
To his loving wife
And all the folks in his small town
Knew him upon sight
He had that special twinkle
That sparkled in his eye
Please dear Lord, tell me
Why grandpa had to die
His body first betrayed him
His legs just wouldn?t work
An active man his whole life
Yet now he had to shirk
Lou Gherig?s they called it
But hell is what it was
A long and slow decaying
As faculties turned to fuzz
I watched this man of vigor
As his body did unwind
Struggle for his dignity
For it doesn?t affect the mind
He watched and smiled bravely
As his body fell apart
But no power on God?s green earth
Could take my grandpa?s heart
Soon he couldn?t lift his arms
Then he couldn?t lift his head
We had to roll him on his side
And take him out of bed
But even near the end
When he could no longer eat
The spark remained in his eyes
He?d not admit defeat
Then that final fateful day
His lungs refused to breathe
And the greatest man I ever knew
Went to heaven I believe

-WW