Sunday, November 20, 2011

Trampoline Board: Another Homeschooling Experience




This is what my kids do because they have too much, unstructured time.
Xander built a homemade trampoline board of sorts... he cut the wood out of the scrap pile, and screwed in the wire to hold his winter boots so her could practice jumps and tricks. He definately has extra time on his hands. He is now working on his second prototype, a board for Niko. Maybe I should give him more chores?

Niko's LOST Teeth

 Niko is so thrilled to be losing teeth! He is turning 8 in February and just started to loose his teeth (yes plural). Infact his fourth tooth will probably be lost before Christmas. At this rate Niko will need to adjust to a liquid diet. Niko was so thrilled to loose his tooth, he needed to call one of his Grandmas to tell her.
And, yes, we know he needs a haircut!

Kaitlee's Blessing Day

A perfect family picture, almost everyone is looking, and at least they are all smiling. All included in the picture are Aaron, Daxton, Brianna, Easton Adelin & Kaitlee Olsen.

Kaitlee was blessed on Sunday, November 5 in St. George, Ut.

Grandpa Henry Wade Smith

Here is granpa Smith at the annual Smith family picnic in Boulder City at what we call the Ram Park, but I am sure it has a more official name. The kids got to play at the park, play footbal with Stan, Uncle Chris and cousins. I am sure they had a fun time.


Does She Have Eyelashes or What!

Ella is actually happy in this picture... which only happens a few moments a day. See her usual pout to the right.

She really does have beautiful long eyelashes.

The Day After Halloween

 As I entered the boys room the day after halloween I was distraught with the "mess". Upon further inquiry and observation, I discovered that Niko, in all his curiosity, had catagorized his Halloween candy.... Hmmm, I thought, how can I make the best of this and help "learning time" be a fantastic experience, (knowing it was a long shot to get the candy out of hand & mind soooo soon)?
 So here is the final result...... catagorizing, counting, and graphing at its best. Our learning time was mathmatics and statistics fun this day. I truly feel that math has to be relevant for children to really understand it, and learn it! So today homeschooling was a success.
Niko catagorized the candy by type, name, shape, size... then graphed it mostly by name, including some miscellaneous candy clumped together at the end. Niko chose to make a bar chart.

During trick or treating, Niko was dtermined to ge the most candy... so he could sell it to me and make more money. He is a real entreprenuer.
 Xander chose to make a line chart.

Anna made two charts in one graph.

Always our Princess: Anna

Isn't she beautiful! Always our princess... and I am not kidding. This girl wears a princess outfit everyday, over her clothes, under her clothes and instead of her clothes. She goes through laundry like like no one I know.

Anna also has fantastic motherly instincts. Even as I write, she just brought Roman to me, "because he needs me." She is always helping Roman to know what he needs. And often that includes special treats that she like to share with him.

The Grim Reaper - Otherwise Known as Niko

Here is Niko at his best. His night job is as the Grim Reaper, at least this October 31st he took the job. Xander and Niko applied the make up and coordinated this costume, all on their own. Sure glad these kids are creative!

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Niko rock'n out

Niko rocking out (complete w/ pink bib and 2 missing teeth, 2012).

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Brothers United

Ever been removed from someone with whom you usually spend all your time?

Xander and Niko recently experienced this.

Niko was on a "short" one week trip to Grandma's house that turned into nearly three weeks. Niko desperately wanted to go to Grandma Smith's when she was headed home after a weekend visit, much to my shugrin. I really didn't want him to go. But he insisted it would only be a week and Grandma would be back at our house, so I relented.

After being at Grandmas for only a few days he caught a cold from cousins and was quarantined at her house until he was deemed healthy enough not to pass the cold and cough to us.

Since returning home, he and Xander are like busy little girls, chatting and chatting until all hours of the night. They are inseperable brothers; a bond I am sure will never be lost.

Monday, October 24, 2011

A Post from Aunt Suzie about Grandpa Mervil

Hi everyone,
I'm trying to catch up before my fourth trip out of town in 2 months. After that, I will try to get back to Alb. to work on Dad's duplex. Dad is now in assisted living! It's a great place. Read below.

Dave and I were a formidable tag team, however, I don't think it would've happened without Gentry, Dad's tenant and guardian angel, playing "Tinker Bell" and casting a spell of reality on us so we could see how bad things really were.

Dan Ritchey was Dad's first visitor. As you can see below, it was a great beginning to Dad's new social life. I have not talked with Dad, but will let him get settled before he actually sees that he's there for good. We told him at first, it would be month to month. I tell my friends that V and L Care is more like a Bed and Breakfast than anything else! Here's the info:

V & L Care (Eva Llewallen)
1325 Gabaldon NW (off Rio Grande, just North of I-40. Go West at the light at Floral).
505 554 1840

I don't want Dad to have his own phone but you can call him at the number above. You should know that I absolutely do not want anyone taking him to any business places besides restaurants. No banks, attorneys, stores, etc. I'm DONE with all that. If you don't feel comfortable refusing him, please don't go to visit. However, I doubt that he will ask, now that he is in a new environment. I have a hunch he's settling in and on his way to 100!

This is a family-run business with great "house parents" that take him to the store, WalMart, etc. You can visit or take Dad out by calling the number above. Read on for a great report from Dan. As you might expect, there's a "story" behind each "story" that Dad told Dan. Regarding the food -- homemade beef stew, meatloaf and he had so many helpings that he got sick and had to go to the ER. That's why he didn't get his haircut. Oh well, the world according to Mervil!

Mike and Gentry went to see him over the past weekend. I'll get Mike to send us an update on that visit. Feel free to call and let Dad know that you know he's there.
Thanks,
Suzanne

Tuckered Out before the Party

Ella is our party girl. She loves to be busy with Anna, and forgets that she requires much more sleep than Anna. She tried to take a nap before the party but was too excited. Then she sat down for two minutes waiting to go... and fell fast asleep.

Building a Chicken Box with Grandma

Grandmas can do lots of things... at least our Grandmas can...
This week, top priority was to make a chicken box. Somewhere the chickens can stay dry and warm when it rains. Which in Las Vegas is not very often. But the box also protects them from the wind, and it does get really windy.

Most of the wood we found at the side of the road. The frame is made from left over crates.
Xander used this project to pass of some cub scouting requirements.

Happy Birthday to Amy!


I hate to say that the best part about my birthday was the cake... but it probably was. This cake is amazing. And I usually don't like cake. It has a puding & fresh stawberry center and the frosting is lightly sweetened butter, pure butter with a hint of sugar. The writting was chocolate. Beautiful and amazing.

Xander Rock Climbing

Rock climbing for Amy's Birthday in 2012!

Fro-man!

This is of course Roman at about six months old. Stan loves to dress up his kiddos!

Grandpa Mervil's First Thoughts on Living in Assisted Living

For posterity's sake, per Dan Ritchie:

Hello Suzanne,
I took a Whataburger Junior over to Mervil's today and stayed about two hours, eating with him, talking and watching part of a WWII dvd he had on his bedroom TV set. He looked neat and clean, and seemed pretty happy. It was good to see him.
He told me he didn't especially like the place and hinted that it was inexpensive. (So it might be a good idea to tell him how much it really costs.)
Nonetheless, he seemed to be making himself at home. He talked about how Eva's younger sister and he got into a bit of a tiff right off the bat. The sister was telling him off about something, and Mervil smiled as he told me that Eva had told the sister she couldn't talk to Mervil like that. The sister apologized to him, he said. AND he said he and the sister have gotten along fine since then. He realized it was just that they didn't know each other at the beginning. So, I was encouraged that Mervil could see how things had improved, and he could have an effect.

His little TV in the bedroom is not hooked up for television (even though I could see a Comcast cable outlet). I asked Eva about it, and she said that a box should come Monday that will enable Mervil to turn the TV on and off AND change channels with just one remote. When that box comes, the TV will be hooked up so Mervil can watch the news or Law & Order (or whatever). The DVD player worked fine for us.
I asked Mervil how the food was, and he said not very good. He said it was simple and often repetitive (such as scrambled eggs frequently for breakfast and sandwiches frequently for lunch). I guess I was still encouraged that he wasn't really upset about the food. It was almost like he felt he had to be at least a little bit critical.
He did not ask me for anything from his house or for any other favors. He did say he missed going for coffee, and I told him we probably could next weekend go to Dunkin Donuts. He was happy about that. I told Eva I would probably come next Sunday to take Mervil to the doughnut shop.
Mervil seemed to be getting up and down from the couch and chair pretty well, and he walked me out to my car when I was getting ready to leave.
He did not say anything about being poisoned or anything like that. He said nothing that indicated he had any paranoia that I could tell about his surroundings.
I asked him if the people at the house could take him to doctor's appointments and things like that. Well, sometimes, he said, though sometimes planned trips didn't happen. He was supposed to get his hair cut, and for some reason it didn't happen. His hair did look longer than usual.
He also had asked the house people for another safety pin to hold up his trousers, and they said they would get one, but it hasn't happened yet. Mervil chuckled about Eva telling her husband off one time for not remembering everything at the store.
I asked him if he still woke up at 3 or 4 in the morning, and he said yes, he usually did --- 3 or 4 or 5 a.m. He said the house folks had gotten mad at him for talking too loudly at such an early hour, waking other people up. Again, it just seemed like a funny story to him, not a big deal.
I asked him if he talked to other residents of the house, and he said not really because they were "older," he said. (Oh, those old people.) They did seem quieter and more withdrawn than Mervil -- at least the ones I saw. One whose voice I heard had a voice so soft I doubt Mervil would be able to hear her very well.
Mervil was aware that you were planning to visit him in November, and he seemed content to be trying out the house for now and then talking with you when you come. He also mentioned that you were so much more reasonable on this most recent visit than in the past. I mentioned having talked to you when you answered the phone at his house, and I mentioned how worried you and I were about his continually falling at his house -- and somethings lying on the floor for hours. He told me he's stronger now and can get up and down and not fall so much. I said good.
Well, that's about all I can think of right now. The house looks like a good place to me, and Mervil seems satisfied if not enthusiastic at the moment. He had some idea that he might be moving again. Apparently Eva's husband gave him that idea. Then, Mervil said, Eva told him that was NOT the case. Knowing myself what it was like to be in intensive care for about 3 weeks one time, I know I got pretty strange ideas by the third week about what was and wasn't happening in the hospital -- so I would guess that as much "normal" contact with relatives and friends as he can get would help to keep misunderstandings of reality under control. That's just my opinion. It's, as you know, just hard not to have control over so many things in your life.
P.S. Mervil did say, too, that he doesn't miss all the cooking & dishwashing & cleaning. :-)

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Maniacle Ax-swinging Zombie Woodsman

You won't believe the costume Xander designed this year, - all on his own. First he designed it on paper, drew up the ax, cut it out of plywood and painted it.

Next, he drafted what his costume would look like. Then he found some fabric in my closet, used a patern from a jedi costume Grandma Olson made for him a few Christmasses ago, and came up with what he wanted his evil robe to look like.

We cut the robe out, and Xander pinned and sewed the edges together. He even sewed a stiched around the entire robe sow it would fray just right. The fabric was a darling green (perfect for baby blankets and aprons) so it badly needed dying, which Xander also learned how to do.

His undershirt was designed down to the detail, tearing and staining just how he wanted it. His face paint, he also planned on paper first, designed and applied all by himself.
Another educational experience, all because he had the time and incentive to be creative. As a doting mother, I hope Xander is proud of his blossoming skills as a seamstress.

A Minute to Win It

This was a darling game the girls played at the party. They had to get the penne noodle on the spaghetti noodle using their mouts to hold the spaghetti. They had a blast.

A Profile of Ella

Isn't she just beautiful.

Those are My Girls

Anna and Ella were all dressed up for the Halloween party. Anna was her usual spastic self. And Ella took about two hours to wake up after her nap, she was in a bad mood until 20 minutes before we came home. And then she was in a bad mood again, because it was time to go. She is lucky she is still beautiful, even when she is mad.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Roman loved cake!

Roman attempting to steal Xander's cake.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

She Doesn't Bite

During a recent visit from cousins Adelin and new baby Kaitlee, Adelin wanted to show of her new sister to Ella. Adelin was found calming Ella, who must have been nervous, "Ella, come and see my new baby sister. She is really nice, she is really pretty, she's really beautiful, she won't bite!"

Charlie didn't make it!

Well sad news this week. We found Charie (the red mama hen) in her favorite bush, dead. We are not at all sure why or how, but she certainly was stiff and not breathing. I imagine, if she were a cat, that she exhausted her nine lives. We are sad to see her go. She was an extremely intelligent hen, always came when we called, very social and constantly escaped the confines of the pen by flying over. She enjoyed the larger spaces of the yard. We will certainly miss Charlie.

Thank Goodness for Grandmas!

Here is Ella in her pretty dress that her Grandma Olson made her. Grandma Olson also made Anna a dress, we just couldn't find it for the picture today. But Anna made her appearance in the picture regardless! (Typical older sister, huh!) We are so gratefull for Grandmas and homemade clothing!

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Haiku, anyone?

I am always amazed at the teaching opportunities that don't seem to have an impact, only to discover that they did. The reward was just delayed.

This week the girls checked out a book about Hello Kitty, to my dismay. However I was pleasently suprised to find that the book was written in haikus. We read the book, discussed haikus and I challenged the children to attempt to write a haiku. No one took me up on the challenge.

Until today.
Xander started counting syllables and revving his creative juices to write two complete haikus, all on his own.

Often the reward comes, after the wait.

Missing Dog!

I'm not sure how much Yorkies  cost, I just know I don't want to replace a missing one.

For 10 days now, Bebe (a mini-Yorkie) has become a part of our family. We haven't permenately adopted a dog (although I would consider it), we are just taking care of Bebe for two weeks.

Bebe has adopted Stan and I, Xander and Niko; she follows us around, underfoot at all times. She is not quite so sure of the girls. She runs from them, who constantly carry her around the house, dress her up, drag her on her leash, and squeeze her with the biggest hugs you have ever seen. (Note: Please see the baby chick story from a few weeks ago.)

Well today was like no other, Bebe was carried to and fro, babied, and adored. After making and early dinner, I asked, "Where's Bebe?" and no one knew. Frightened, I was sure that Bebe had finally escaped the girls, walked through the gate into the front yard and wandered to a neighbors. Even more frightening was that an unusual storm had just come through the vegas valley, rain pounding the pavement and flooding the streets; a sure sign that Bebe probably wasn't just out in the street.

After searching the house, we set out to the street. The girl's and I walked the neighborhood calling and the boys rode bikes around the outside of the neighborhood, squeeking her favorite toy and calling as well. With not encouragement and no sign of Bebe, we expanded the search to the next neighborhood over. And still no sign of the dog.

Anna was of course in tears, and was telling me all  about her last moments with Bebe, " Mom, I had her in the laundry basket and then she got out and went in the front yard. I went and got her and brought her back inside..." As we walked inside, I thought we should look in the laundry basket again. On our way to the said basket, Ella popped up, "Oh, she's ober here." And Ella ran to the black furniture which usually holds some workout equipment, opened the door. There was Bebe. Awoken from a silent nap.

Of course I was thrilled at the prospect of NOT having to report the loss to Bebe's owner (a sad occurance, for sure), and even more thrilled at saving the cost of attempting to replace an adorable little creature.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Knight in Shining Armor

Knight Xander. It looks like he really is the "commander of all the land here!"

Cliff Jumping in St. George 2011

Crazy mom!

Lady Ella (Catherine DeBourg).

If any of you have seen Pride and Prejudice you'll recognize this great actress. Lady Ella (Catherine DeBourg).

Ella can be found at all times dressed to the hilt with hats and tutus and high heals! Dancing around the room.

Crazy Pickle!

This is it! The moment Niko has been waiting for.....  Jumping about 12 feet down into the water below. Niko was the first to conquer his fears and jump in! He is courageous and gutsy.

Studious Anna.


Here is our Anna, actually standing still for one second to get her picture snapped.
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!

Anna is constantly on the run, and never slows down! In fact, just this morning we asked Anna to settle down and unload the dishwasher. Ella was helping and frustrated that Anna was not. Ella cursed, with hands on her hips, "Anna, would you just focus for a minute and unload the dishwasher."

Aparently, this phrase has been said before by some in the family.

Daredevil Xanda Manda!

Cliff jummping, anyone?

In all truth, Niko was the first to brave the cliffs. And then we all followed his courageous lead.

Cliff jumping is probably top on the list of things to do in St. George, UT this summer. The boys took to cliff jumping like fish to water.

Roman Looking Quite Proud of Himself.


I realize this is another bad picture with bad lighting, however, Roman was so proud of himself as he climbed the stairs for the first time. he know he had accomplished quite a feat.

May we all have successes like this in our daily lives and be just as proud.

Ella in her Learning Cap

Ella attended "school" this year, collonial style during a Fourth of July celebration in Orem, UT. Actually, she stood in the back of the class, not participating, until at the end when the teacher handed out lemon candy to all the good students. Suddenly, Ella had her cap on and was thrilled to attend school.

Sleeping in the Closet

For posterity's sake, this is a picture of Roman in his bed. Yes, his bed. (I know that many of you are thinking he is in a play pen - and you are right - but this is also his bed.)

I believe since Anna was a baby, we put her in our closet (which is a walk-in and almost the size of a bedroom anyway). And ever since then it has been extremely convenient to put our babies in the closet play pen until they are old enough to sleep in a regular bed.

For Niko, I believe he slept in a twin size bed at nine months. Anna was a little older and actually started sharing a bed with Grandma, who at the time lived with us to run our small business. Ella moved in to a bed at about a year. And Roman... well, we'll see when he moved into a bed.

Xander and Niko are thrilled to have Roman "move-in" with them. They even have new, matching bed spreads for the occasion. And Roman will get the party started

WHOOO Needs Sleep?


You can't be HOOOT'N with owls if you  expect to SOAR with the Eagles.



A lesson well taught from the pulpit today. I appreciate the man who shared this wise proverb.

Camping near Penguitch Lake, Utah

Isn't camping just a blast?

My idea of camping is "roughing it," I mean really roughing it. Just a sleeping bag and tent, some food that can be cooked over the campfire with no clean up, no shower, just babywipes (what a luxury), and lots of bugs.

My families' (ie. Grandma Smith and Stan's) idea of camping includes towing a trailer full of all the luxuries you have at home, a full kitchen serving up at least three 4-course meals a day, a shower (which never got set up- thank goodness), and sleeping pads or 4 inch foam for every person including all the children.

So this year we went camping (Stan and Grandma's type) and we brought the house with us.

I guess I should be thankful we got to make a campfire at all.

Zeus is in the House- July 2011

This week Xander (or Zander as he likes to spell it) attended an Ancient Greek & Art History class at the St. George UT Art Museum.

The week was full of fun (and learning) and ancient Greek crafts. To start the week off Xander (now known as just "The Great") created and opened a pandora's box. The story goes that Pandora was the first woman who lived on the earth. She was given a gift by each Greek God.She opened the box and let many evils into the world. As she closed the box there was a small voice that said, "Don't close the box. Please let me out." She let HOPE out of the box. And that is why we have HOPE in the world today.

The boys & their toys

Just another day at school, right?

Of course. These boys are constructing, following instructions, improvising and being creative when a piece is missing, focussing, displaying, I could go on and on. Aren't legos just a classic toy. You can create and recreate. Come up with something different every time.

Uncle Aaron Just Makes Stuff Up

Often, we don't say what we think. Maybe because we think we might hurt another's feelings or because we just aren't bold enough to say it. Maybe we think we might not be able to support our own belief in a convincing manner.

I admire my son, Niko- age 7, because he actually says what he believes and is getting plenty of practice justifying his beliefs and even sometimes apologizing, when appropriate.

Uncle Aaron is an entimologist (a fancy way of saying a bug lover and collector) by hobby. He collects, studies, pins and displays thousands of butterflies, beetles and other insects. He has traveled North and Central America with this hobby and is quite knowledgeable about insects, usually calling one by its scientific name, like Furdelese or Papilionidae, Chalcosoma caucasus. His young son, Easton - age 6, also loves to learn about insects. Like father, like son.

During a recent camping trip, Easton was consantly saying, Niko, my dad says this is a xxxx, or Niko, my dad calls this xxxx. I know what that is called, its a xxx, my dad told me.  Niko had just about enough. He directly and LOUDLY said, "Easton, your dad doesn't know what these bugs are called, he just makes things up!"

Enough said. Uncle Aaron just makes things up!

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Roman Descends Mt. Everest for the First Time!

 A terrible quality video, but proof of Roman's decent after climbing a large stairway. He is just getting around scooting, but was so excited to climb the stairs on his own. He is obviously athletic. His beaming face was amazing, he was so excited about his accomplishment. Even at 8 months old, a child has a real sense of esteem after working hard to overcome an obstacle.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

A New Civil Religion

From a talk given 19 July 1992 at a Pioneer Day fireside at Weber State University, Ogden, Utah.
A New Civil Religion
from lds.org by Jame E. Faust Oct. 1992
http://lds.org/ensign/1992/10/a-new-civil-religion?lang=eng

We memorialize this weekend those valiant pioneers who settled Utah and the surrounding areas. They were a people persecuted and driven out of what was then the United States because of their religious beliefs. They came seeking to worship Almighty God according to the dictates of their own conscience.

Almost three centuries before, in a like manner, God-fearing believers, most notable of which were the Pilgrims, left Europe with its state religions and came to America to seek freedom of worship. As a consequence of this, the deepest taproots of the U.S. and Utah in the past have lain in the very essence of our humanity—our faith in God. Some of our coins still contain the phrase “In God We Trust.” Our pledge of allegiance states that we are “one nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.”

The recent controversy in Utah and the nation regarding the constitutionality of certain public prayers casts a serious cloud over the reality and meaning of the sacred in our society.

There seems to be developing a new civil religion. The civil religion I refer to is a secular religion. It has no moral absolutes. It is nondenominational. It is nontheistic. It is politically focused. It is antagonistic to religion. It rejects the historic religious traditions of America. It feels strange. If this trend continues, nonbelief will be more honored than belief. While all beliefs must be protected, are atheism, agnosticism, cynicism, and moral relativism to be more safeguarded and valued than Christianity, Judaism, and the tenets of Islam, which hold that there is a Supreme Being and that mortals are accountable to him? If so, this would, in my opinion, place America in great moral jeopardy.

For those who believe in God, this new civil religion fosters some of the same concerns as the state religions that prompted our forefathers to escape to the New World. Nonbelief is becoming more sponsored in the body politic than belief. History teaches well the lesson that there must be a unity in some moral absolutes in all societies for them to endure and progress. Indeed, without a national morality they disintegrate. In Proverbs, we are reminded that “righteousness exalteth a nation: but sin is a reproach to any people.” (Prov. 14:34.) The long history and tradition of America, which had its roots in petitions for divine guidance, is being challenged.

The new civil religion is different from that envisioned by Benjamin Franklin, who seems to have first used the term “civil religion.” (M. Marty, Pilgrims in Their Own Land, 1984, pp. 155–66.) Franklin’s “civil religion,” as I understand it, was envisioned to replace the state religions of Europe, with their forced taxation and oppression. Franklin no doubt envisioned that this vacuum would be filled with a patriotism reflected by national symbolism, pride, ethics, values, and purpose. His eloquent statement concerning divine intervention in the Constitutional Convention clearly indicated he was not opposed to religiosity.

Free Exercise Clause
The new civil religion isn’t really a religion as you and I would use that term to describe a faith or a church or a synagogue of people that worship Almighty God and espouse a code of moral conduct. This new civil religion teaches a sectarian philosophy that is hostile to traditional religion. It has its own orthodoxy. It could even end up in an ironic violation of the U.S. Constitution that says that there shall be no religious basis for office. (Article IV, U.S. Constitution.) Will irreligion become a test for office? May I share with you several examples that illustrate this?

Every American has been taught that the “freedom of religion” is the “first freedom” guaranteed by the Bill of Rights. The First Amendment to the Constitution recognizes the “free exercise of religion” as the preeminent position among constitutional rights as intended by the Founding Fathers.

Most Americans are unaware, however, that two years ago this most fundamental right was substantially eroded. For decades, whenever government tried to pass a law that interfered with any right guaranteed under the Constitution, the law was given careful scrutiny by the courts. Government was required to show that first, it had a “compelling governmental interest” that justified the interference with a constitutional right, and second, that this “compelling governmental interest” could not be achieved through some other, less intrusive means. This strict scrutiny of law was applied even to rights that have been created by the courts, though they are not specifically found in the Constitution—such as the right to privacy, which is the basis for the legalization of abortion.

In the case of Oregon Employment Division v. Smith (110 Supreme Ct., 1595, 1990), however, this strict scrutiny and the burden on government to demonstrate a “compelling interest” was abandoned in cases involving the free exercise of religion. According to the court, religious exclusions to public policy are “a luxury we can no longer afford.”

As a result, any government (federal, state, or local) can now pass any law that infringes upon individual religious liberty as long as the law applies generally to everyone.

Establishment Clause
The civil secular religion also teaches that the establishment clause of the First Amendment—companion to the “free exercise” clause—should be applied to prevent religious organizations from working cooperatively with the government to bring about worthwhile public policy. There are many laudatory public purposes, such as education, literacy, public health, welfare, and assistance to the poor where charitable institutions, including churches, can and should work with government assistance programs for the public good.

There are numerous examples, however, where governments have tried to provide accommodation to religious institutions which provide public service through tax incentives, grants of educational materials, or other commodities—only to be challenged in court for fostering religion in violation of the establishment clause.

I have chosen to emphasize this subject because the twin religious clauses of the Bill of Rights—“Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion nor prohibit the free exercise thereof” (First Amendment, U. S. Constitution)—are golden threads which in the past have permitted those who believe in God to publicly affirm that there is a higher power that “rules in the affairs of men.” These religious clauses have fostered the creative impulses and the vitality of religion in an open heterogeneous society. They have freed this country from the terrible religious violence that has existed in Europe over the centuries and from which our forefathers in this country sought to escape. One author described these religious clauses in the Constitution as “the Articles of Peace.” (Father J. Murray, We Hold These Truths, 1960, p. 45.)

The establishment and free exercise clauses should be read together to harmonize the importance of religious liberty with freedom from government regulation. Rather, today in our nation the establishment clause is being used to restrict religious institutions from playing a role in civic issues, and the free exercise clause denies to individuals their religious liberty. It does not accord the equivalent to what the Constitution accords to secularism—the new civil religion.

One basic difference between Franklin’s concept of a civil religion and the new secular religion is that the new secular religion rejects in large measure the basic concept of Anglo-Saxon-American jurisprudence. Our traditional jurisprudence has held that God is the source of all of our basic rights, and that the principal function of government is only to secure those rights for its citizenry. May I quote from the Declaration of Independence: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights; … that to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men.”

In contrast, the new civil religion I speak of finds its source of rights by invoking the power of the state. It seems to have little purpose, few common values for morality except self-interest. Most recently that power was invoked by the Supreme Court in a case known in legal circles as Lee v. Weisman. This is the case that resulted in the Supreme Court’s banning ceremonial prayer at public school exercises. Commenting on the case, Edwin Yoder, distinguished columnist for the Washington Post, observed that “the decision is more than a natural extension of the original school prayer decision of 1962. It more closely resembles a promotion of secularity in the public forum—a result which some of the framers of the First Amendment establishment clause probably did not so much as dream of.”

Yoder further states: “Religion has a legitimate public ceremonial and community function which may be stunted by such decisions. It is far from clear why children, even of tender years, need to be protected from religion, even on special ceremonial occasions.” There are natural safeguards in a God-fearing people that promote respect for law and order, decency, and public civility. That restraining influence is the belief that the citizenry will be accountable to their Creator for their conduct under a high moral law. This respect for and adherence to moral law transcends the constraints of the civil and criminal codes. In a people who are not God-fearing, however, these characteristics are notably absent.

When recently viewing residents of Los Angeles lawlessly looting business establishments and happily carrying out stolen goods, when viewing the daily television fare, and when confronted with the overwhelming social ills of this country, we can hardly say that our citizenry have been overexposed to moral teachings. One of the responsibilities of government under their police powers is to protect the health, safety, and morals of the citizenry. Our governments have not succeeded well in this duty of protecting morals, especially to the coming generation.

The new civil religion is, in my opinion, coming dangerously close to become a de facto state religion of secularism. Litigation—and the fear of litigation—have made school boards and local governments reluctant to publicly defend moral principles. As a consequence, fewer public institutions are willing to take the stand in defense of moral values.

With the public religion now turning increasingly toward the secular, I wonder how this nation will preserve its values. In my view, there is a substantial governmental interest within the limits of the religious clauses of the Constitution in public prayer and expressions of all faiths which acknowledge the existence of deity. Such prayer and expressions accommodate the abiding values shared by a great majority of our citizenry. They give meaning to a transcendent spiritual reality and idealism which, in the past at least, were quite firmly held by the people of our society. The very essence of our concern for human welfare and alleviation of human suffering lies in our spiritual feelings and expressions.

So now we find ourselves in a situation where, unlike the Pilgrims, the Mormon pioneers, and others, there is nowhere to go to escape a new civil de facto secular state religion that continually limits public religious expression and fosters instead the secular values and expressions. How do we preserve the essence of our humanity?

Surely we must begin in our homes. We must teach our children and grandchildren.

The moral teachings of all our churches must have an honored place in our society. The general decline in the moral fabric of the citizenry places a greater responsibility on homes and churches to teach values—morality, decency, respect for others, patriotism, and honoring and sustaining the law.

We can exercise our right, with all other citizens, to vote for men and women who reflect our own values. We can also express our views as all other citizens have a right to do in the legislative process of both the state and the nation. With all others, we can claim our rights of free expression. We can petition for the redress of grievances.

We must hold to our beliefs and do what we can, for there is no desert to flee to in order to have full freedom. There is no place across the waters for the Pilgrims.

The Gov't Works on a Ship?

So while at dinner on Saturday Night at Bucca Di Beppo, we (Stan, Xander, Niko, and I) were discussing where our allegiences lie/ who we are responsible to, how we should sacrifice for our God, country, marriages, family, self... you know, kind of like the Boy Scout moto. We talked about being self reliant so we have the means to sacrifice for others, and of course we discussed being reliant on the Go'vt doesn't help our country and how the gov't is going overboard giving out welfare and "free" everything.

To which Xander responded, "I didn't know our gov't works on a ship." Witty boy, witty boy, much like his Grandpa Terrance Olson.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Because of Winn-Dixie, by Kate DiCamillo

A book every family should read. From the first sentence and the first paragraph, every reader is captured until the very end. (At least I was, and I am sure Xander and Niko were too!)

Chilren and all readers can learn how desperately lonely many people feel, and how each of us can help to brighten each others' days.

It's the simple things that can bring us happiness, our relationships and how we care for each other can really make all the difference for a happy life or a miserable life.

DiCamillo uses simple, descriptive words to create a world worth visiting; where, because of Winn-Dixie, hearts are opened, lives are touched and families are strengthened.

I Love You the Purplest, by Barbara M. Joose

If you ever worry about sibling rivalry, for yourself or among your children, this book is for you.

A wise mother of two competitive young boys kindly answers the luring question, "Who did the best?" She gently applies love to each son reassuring him of his individuality.

The watercolor pictures beautifully display the tender relationship of this mother and her boys working and playing together in nature.

A happy book reminding the reader of days past, where life was much simpler, and family relationships maintained the importance that has been forgotton.