Wrapping Christmas Presents: those Were The Days

Written by: Gary Wonning

The following is an excerpt from my book, Those were the Days

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Life was a lot slower and simpler in the fifties and sixties.

Grandpa would wrap gifts such as a packet of chewing gum, using newspaper, tape, wire, glue, etc, until that packet of chewing gum was as big as or bigger than a basketball. It was pretty cool as a kid, there were a lot of gifts to unwrap, it took most of the afternoon, and when we were done, we didn’t really have much as far as cost was concerned, but we had a lot of stuff. We never realized the gifts weren’t expensive, just that there were a lot of them.

It seems he got better and better every year and the wrapping became more and more involved. Finally my brother and he got into a contest to see who could wrap the hardest gift to unwrap. I think my brother Paul finally got the last laugh, he nailed together a box with inch boards, wired it shut and taped it.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

The Vietnam Conflict

Written By: Gary Wonning

Like many my age, the Vietnam war came about during my late teenage years and I was faced with a difficult decision.

The conflict was, to say the least, controversial. I assume all wars are controversial, but this one seemed more so because many couldn’t justify a reason for going to war in a foreign distant land. Many didn’t even know where Vietnam was or had even heard of it.

The biggest case for engagement was to prevent the spread of communism. We were in the middle of the cold war and the threat of nuclear war was ever present with Russia continuously threatening our way of life and our very existence continuously.

The year before, it was discovered Russia had placed missile silos in Cuba, only ninety miles from our shores. The conflict ended one October evening after we stood up to them saying the missiles  had to be removed. many of us went to bed that evening, not sure if we would wake up in the morning.

The ultimatum had been given, the warships put in place, and we waited.

Many of us went to bed that evening, not sure if we would wake up in the morning.

Someone once told me that if we were dead and pinched oursleves we wouldn’t feel it, upon waking , I pinched myself, it hurt so I got up and went to work.

The crisis had been averted.

I was at the legal draft age and a prime target for the draft, not wanting to go to college or get married, I would soon be bound for the military.

Many questions entered my mind, did I want to serve , and if I did which branch did I want to serve in.

I didn’t really want to kill anyone, even in defence of my freedoms and my coutry.  I decided that if it came down to that , I would, but I had done that so many times in past lifetimes, I really didn’t want to do it any more. But I knew that if push came to shove and it was necessary to defend my way of life, my country and my family, there was no question I would do it.

Many went to Canada to escape the draft, that was totally out of the question and the thought only entered my mind as an after thought. There wasn’t any way that would be an option.

I finally decided that I wanted to serve my country  and the Air Froce seemed to be the best option for me.

Hence I joined the Air Force on Reserve status and began fulfilling my obligation.

As time went by, the Vietnam War heated up and it seemed more likely I  would be called to active duty.

And then it happened, in the spring of 1968, during the Tet offensive, we were called to active duty. There probably never is a good time to be called to fight in a foreign land, but I was getting married and we had bought a hosue, with only a year and a half to serve I was looking forward to getting discharged.

More contemplation, I , like most never wanted to go to war, but I decided to let it up to God, if he wanted me to serve, I would go, and began mentally preparing to serve.

I began comtemplating the reasons to defend one’s country. In the United States, we don’t fight for a King or Queen, we don’t fight to gain foreign lands for the homeland, we fight for an idea, the ideas of what America was founded on, freedom and the right of the idividual to choose the life they desire, without interference from a government.

Even if we don’t approve of our president, or what our government is doing, we fight for the sublime ideas our country was founded on.

My bags were packed and I was ready to go, when word came down three days before my departure. 

I had been deactivated, God didn’t want me to serve in that manner.

It’s best to think things  through, decide what you would do in the most extreme situation, and let God make the final decision.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

Peak Season Frustrations, UPS

Written By; Gary Wonning

One of my first years on the job, I arrived back at the center about five o’clock on Christmas Eve. I was looking forward to going home and enjoying the evening attending church and unwrapping gifts with my family. I hadn’t been home before dark for a couple of months.

Lying in the middle of the floor of the center were a stack of parcels about four feet tall. There had been a late feeder arrive in Indianapolis that morning and consequently the parcels had missed the morning sort. The parcels were unloaded and sent to the extended centers during the day, and were waiting for us when we returned.

We were to find anything in the stack that was on our delivery area and go back out and deliver them. Man, I would sooner get hit with a blivet stick than go back out there. My delivery area is thirty five miles south of here, and I live fifteen miles north. But I knew I couldn’t enjoy my Christmas if I knew there was a parcel for some little kid in that pile and he or she wasn’t going to be able to get it before Christmas.

Reluctantly, hoping against hope I began looking for something. Thankfully, I found nothing that was on my area. I did find a couple addressed to my home town, I picked them up, grabbed a couple of delivery sheets and headed off to Batesville in my pick-up truck, delivering them on my way home.

The forgotten gifts were all delivered that evening; some drivers didn’t get home until after nine pm.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

I Am That I Am

“Do you know the Name of God?” asked the teacher.

“I don’t know that I do.”

It’s made up of four Hebrew letters, the yud, the heh, the vav, and the heh: YHVH. It’s the most sacred of names, so sacred some refuse to say it. And yet you say it all the time.”

“The sacred Name of God?” I replied. “How could I when I never knew it?”

“When you speak of yourself, you say the Name.”

“I don’t understand.”

“When you feel happy, you say, ‘I am happy.’ And when you’re not, you say ‘I am sad.’ When you tell others who you are, you say, ‘I am’ followed by your name.

“YHVH means ‘I Am.’ It’s the Name of the Eternal, the Name of God. His Name is I Am. “Then we all say His Name.”

“Yes. And you have always said it. It is woven into the fabric of existence that when you speak of yourself, you must say His Name.”

“Why is that?”

“It’s because your existence comes from His existence.

He is the I Am of all existence . . . the I Am of all I AM

He is the I Am of all existence . . . the I Am of all I ams.

Your I AM “When you speak of yourself, you say the Name.”

Cahn, Jonathan (2016-09-06). The Book of Mysteries (Kindle Locations 438-443). Charisma House. Kindle Edition.

What Is God’s Will

Written By: Gary Wonning

God’s Will

It is not always easy for us to know what God’s Will is. There are many misconceptions about what is meant by that. Many fundamentalists believe it means a life of sacrifice and giving up all of life’s pleasures.

Nothing can be further from the truth, God would not have provided all that he has if he had meant for us to not partake in the rewards of life. While it is true some sacrifice is involved, life isn’t meant to be all work and no play.

While there is some sacrifice involved, it only means giving up some of our animalistic instincts and developing self-control. It means taking control of your life and treating others as you would be treated.

It means living by the Will of God, or doing as your higher self or God would desire you to do.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

The Reason For Reincarnation

 

Many people are in a dilemma about some of the social issues that are prevalent today,  issues like gay marriage, abortion, etc.

Many people get all worked up and emotional because someone else doesn’t think or believe as they do, they think we should live in a cookie-cutter society where everyone thinks the same.

For a variety of reasons, that isn’t and shouldn’t happen. We all come in with a different life plan, and that includes leading the kind of life where we can grow and experience new things.

If one studies reincarnation you soon realize that as we progress lifetime to lifetime, we incarnate differently each time, sooner or later we all live lives as a male or female, we incarnate as different races, and different political and social views each time we come back.

We also come back with different sexual preferences at various times during our existence, we all are gay, straight, and bisexual,  as well.

We soon find we can no longer hold a prejudice toward anyone once we realize we have been of that persuasion at some point in our evolution.

It just goes to show that we are all the same, but different. 

Thankfully, we all live in a country where we can be who we are, without fear of what someone might do to us because of our different lifestyles.

In my opinion, we just need to live and let live. As long as it doesn’t affect my life and what I do, it really doesn’t matter.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome

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Money Can’t Buy Happiness

 

Written By: Gary Wonning

Money can’t buy happiness.

How often have you heard that statement? I know I have heard it many times in my life. I also know that poverty doesn’t buy happiness either. I know many people who are wealthy and happy and many who are poor and happy, so I knew the money didn’t matter.

Nevertheless, I have pondered this statement for many years. I’ve seen many people, including celebrities and sports heroes who have become extremely wealthy and turned out to be some of the most guilt-ridden, unhappy people on the planet.

As a result, their unhappiness and guilt lead to a life of drug and alcohol addiction, resulting eventually in their downfall and returning once again to a life of hardship and want. All at the same time blaming all their problems on money and the capitalist system that could have provided them all their worldly desires.

As usual, the questions to life’s most challenging questions normally come when least expected and from a situation that is totally unrelated.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.

Your comments are welcome