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MAS American Spirits
Fallen Soldiers 5/2/12
While we lost some famous people recently including Dick Clark, Mike Wallace of 60 Minutes, artist Thomas Kinkead, Earl Scruggs, and Davie Jones, we here at the Morning Air Show think it’s important to remember some people who recently lost their lives: Read More→
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. Read More→
I wish you could know what it’s like to search a bedroom for a trapped child with flames rolling above your head, your palms and knees searing as you crawl, while the floor sags under your weight as the kitchen below you burns. Read More→
I’ve learned – That you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them. Read More→
I dreamed that I went to Heaven and an angel was showing me around. We walked side-by-side inside a large workroom filled with angels. My angel guide stopped in front of the first section and said, ‘This is the Receiving Section. Here, all petitions to God said in prayer are received. Read More→
Perspective 4/11/12
One day an expert in time management was speaking to a group of business students and to drive home a point, used an illustration those students will never forget.
As he stood in front of the group of high-powered overachievers he said, “Okay, time for a quiz,” and he pulled out a one gallon wide mouth mason jar and set it on the table in front of him. He also produced about a dozen fist-sized rocks and carefully placed them, one at a time, into the jar. When the jar was filled to the top and no more rocks would fit inside, he asked, “Is this jar full?” Read More→
Jeremy was born with a twisted body and a slow mind. At the age of 12 he was still in second grade, seemingly unable to learn. His teacher, Doris Miller, often became exasperated with him. He would squirm in his seat, drool, and make grunting noises. Read More→
The Muriel 3/29/12
Seventeen summers ago, Muriel and I began our journey into the twilight. It’s midnight now, at least for her, and sometimes I wonder when dawn will break. Even the dreaded Alzheimer’s disease isn’t supposed to attack so early and torment so long. Read More→
The Scent 3/28/12
A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. Read More→
Bear The Burden 3/26/12
We cannot always be a rock to ourselves where we can deal effectively with all pain or sorrow. Sometimes, it is much wiser to appeal to a good friend where you can find solace and understanding. Read More→
Life Is A Gift 3/23/12
Today before you think of saying an unkind word, think of someone who can’t speak. Read More→
View From My Kitchen Window 3/21/12
All houses should have a kitchen window. At least, for me, there is a lot to see in the view from my kitchen window. It happened many years ago, but it was a view that I can still see in my mind’s eye. Read More→
Mistakes 3/16/12
The perfect life does not exist because we have all made mistakes. And, if you use mistakes as valuable lessons in life, you have made a leap forward that some never understand or value. Read More→
The Vase Upon the Table 3/13/12
On the first day, God created the dog and said: ‘Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. For this, I will give you a life span of twenty years.’ The dog said: ‘That’s a long time to be barking. How about only ten years and I’ll give you back the other ten?’ So God agreed. Read More→
The Vase Upon the Table 3/13/12
On occasion, certain memories flash back into my consciousness. I do not know what precipitates these memories although it may be something as simple as certain billboards with some words of wisdom by a notable author or speaker, or maybe it is as simple as a person who reminds me of days gone by. Read More→
Lightning Bugs 3/9/12
It was a bitter, cold evening in northern Virginia many years ago. The old man’s beard was glazed by winter’s frost while he waited for a ride across the river. The wait seemed endless. His body became numb and stiff from the frigid north wind. Read More→
Lightning Bugs 3/7/12
What is the deal with lightning bugs? I mean, here is this rather ordinary looking flying insect, but wait…it has a glow-in-the-dark rear end! What was God thinking? Read More→
The Lord’s Baseball Game 3/5/12
Bob was caught up in the spirit where he and the Lord stood by to observe a baseball game. The Lord’s team was playing Satan’s team. The Lord’s team was at bat, the score was tied zero to zero, and it was the bottom of the 9th inning with two outs. Read More→
Fallen Soldiers 3/1/12
Over the past few weeks, I’ve heard people talk about, grieve about, and even cry about celebrities who have passed away. Whitney Houston, Etta James, Don Cornelius, and now Davy Jones. New Jersey Governor Chris Christie even lowered the states flags to half-staff for Whitney Houston. Read More→
The Park Bench 2/28/12
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, for the world was intent on dragging me down. Read More→
I Can’t 2/27/12
I was the quintessential “I can’t” child — the poster child for the Advancement of the word “can’t.”
Whatever my mother told or asked me to do was immediately followed by my whining, “I caaaaan’t.” Consequently, very few tasks or goals that I set out to accomplish were ever completed. Read More→
Growing Good Corn 2/23/12
There once was a farmer who grew award-winning corn. Each year he entered his corn in the state fair where it won a blue ribbon. One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew it. Read More→
Valentines Poem 2/14/12
Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose. And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows. The year he died the roses were delivered to her door. The card said, “Be my Valentine,” like all the years before. Read More→
The Scar 2/9/12
His thumb softly rubbed the twisted flesh on my cheek. The plastic surgeon, a good fifteen years my senior, was a very attractive man. His masculinity and the intensity of his gaze seemed almost overpowering. Read More→
Thanks For Giving Me Time With Mom 2/6/12
When Mary collapsed at work, Jake, who knew CPR, was summoned. When he arrived, Mary had no pulse. He knew from her color and dilated eyes that even if he could revive her, it was almost certain she had suffered serious brain damage. Read More→
The Marriage 2/1/12
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said I’ve got something to tell you. I want a divorce. She didn’t seem to be annoyed, instead she asked me softly, why? I told her I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Donna, and that I didn’t love her anymore. Read More→
The Grocery List 1/30/12
Louise Redden, a poorly dressed lady with a look of defeat on her face, walked into a grocery store. She approached the owner of the store in a most humble manner and asked if he would let her charge a few groceries. Read More→
We WantAmericaBack 1/25/12
by Jeffery Steele.
I love America. But I do not love what she has become. Scripture says ‘Blessed is the Nation whose God is the Lord’, and America has forgotten the Godly foundation on which she was built. Something is wrong. Read More→
I’m Coming Home 1/23/12
A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco. Read More→
Lord Prop Us Up 1/21/12
Every time I am asked to pray, I think of the old deacon who always prayed, ‘Lord, prop us up on our leanin’ side.’
After hearing him pray that prayer many times, someone asked him why he prayed that prayer so fervently. Read More→
Explain God 1/20/12
Written by Danny Dutton, age 8, from Chula Vista, California, for his third grade homework assignment. Read More→
Take My Son 1/19/12
A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art. When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. Read More→
If I Knew 1/17/12
If I knew it would be the last time
That I’d see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
And pray the Lord, your soul to keep. Read More→
Nothing Greater Than The Grace 1/16/12
What do you say to someone who feels like they’ve lost it all someone who’s over the edge and feels there’ll be no one there to break their fall and what do you say to someone who feels so unloved that they give themselves away a little bit everyday just to be good enough and what do you say to a hopeless soul who can’t remember their way home and everything is out of their control. Read More→
A Dog’s Purpose – From a 4 Year Old 1/13/12
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog’s owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa, and their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker and they were hoping for a miracle. Read More→
Hanicapped 1/11/12
My brother Kevin thinks God lives under his bed. At least that’s what I heard him say one night. He was praying out loud in his dark bedroom, and I stopped to listen, “Are you there, God?” he said. “Where are you? Oh, I see. Under the bed…” I giggled softly and tiptoed off to my own room. Kevin’s unique perspectives are often a source of amusement. But that night something else lingered long after the humor. I realized for the first time the very different world Kevin lives in. Read More→
On The Edge 1/10/12
There were two men both whom decided to get a horse. One man found a red Rhone with much spirit. The other chose one more docile. They would go riding together every day. It so happened on the route they would take around the countryside, there was a ditch about eight or nine feet wide, after a time it was apparent that the Rhone’s spirit could not be shaken and he gave everything he had in all he did. When coming up to
this gap in the trail he hurled it the first time. Read More→
Fish Bowls 1/9/12
Come with me to a third grade classroom….. There is a nine-year-old kid sitting at his desk and all of a sudden, there is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this has happened. It’s never happened before, and he knows that when the boys find out he will never hear the end of it. Read More→
Great Teachers 1/6/12
Did you know that ninety percent of the world’s ice covers Antarctica? This ice also represents most of the fresh water in the world. Yet Antarctica is the driest place on the planet, with an absolute humidity lower than the Gobi desert. If you’re into biology, you may know this about the Mayfly — after hatching, it takes up to three years to grow up, and then spends only one day as an adult. During that day it mates, lays eggs and expires. That last day must be absolutely spectacular. Read More→
Jack 1/5/12
A man named Jack was walking along a steep cliff one day when he accidentally got too close to the edge and fell. On the way down he grabbed a branch, which temporarily stopped his fall. He looked down and to his horror saw that the canyon fell straight down for more than a thousand feet. He couldn’t hang onto the branch forever, Read More→
Facts about the attack on Pearl Harbor 12/28/11
Sunday, December 7th, 1941–Admiral Chester Nimitz was attending a concert in Washington D.C. He was paged and told there was a phone call for him. When he answered, it was President Franklin Delano Roosevelt. He told Nimitz that he (Nimitz) would now be the Commander of the Pacific Fleet. Read More→
Shopping For Love 12/23/11
Author Unknown, Source Unknown
I am flat broke from overspending at Christmas time. But I need to go shopping again soon because I am completely out of self-respect. I’ve said things I wish I could take back and I am not feeling too good about myself. I also want to exchange a carton of self righteousness for an equal amount of humility. I hear that it is less expensive and wears well, and while I’m at it I’m going to check on tolerance and see if there is any available in my size. Read More→
No Santa? 12/22/12
Author Unknown
I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit my Grandma on the day my big sister tried to tell me: “There is no Santa Claus”. My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her world-famous cinnamon buns. Read More→
Simple Messages 12/21/11
Mary Fischinger
We sat outside in the waiting room on a long wooden bench. Big metal, double doors separated us from our final destination. The familiar warning signs indicating that radiation was prevalent in the area was posted along several walls and on the big doors. Week after week we took our seats, almost silently. Read More→
Merry Christmas, My Friend 12/20/11
By James M. Schmidt, a Marine Lance Corporal stationed in Washington, D.C., in 1986
Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone, In a one bedroom house made of plaster & stone. I had come down the chimney, with presents to give and to see just who in this home did live Read More→
The “W” in Christmas 12/19/11
Each December, I vowed to make Christmas a calm and peaceful experience. I had cut back on nonessential obligations – extensive card writing, endless baking, decorating, and even overspending. Yet still, I found myself exhausted, unable to appreciate the precious family moments, and of course, the true meaning of Christmas. Read More→
The Gold Box 12/16/11
The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5 year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother the next morning and said, “This is for you, Momma.” The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty. Read More→
The True Meaning of Christmas 12/15/11
Just a week before Christmas I had a visitor. This is how it happened. I just finished the household chores for the night and was preparing to go to bed when I heard a noise in the front of the house. I opened the door to the front room, and to my surprise, Santa himself stepped out from behind the Christmas tree. He placed his finger over his mouth so I would not cry out. “What are you doing?” I started to ask him. Read More→
Gifts of the Heart 12/14/11
by Micheal Josephson
According to legend, a young man while roaming the desert came across a spring of delicious crystal-clear water. The water was so sweet he filled his leather canteen so he could bring some back to a tribal elder who had been his teacher. After a four-day journey he presented the water to the old man who took a deep drink, smiled warmly and thanked his student lavishly for the sweet water. The young man returned to his village with a happy heart. Read More→
A Gift From The Heart 12/13/11
Author Unknown
December is the busiest time of the year. Everyone’s busy preparing for the holidays and continuing family traditions. Has it ever crossed your mind, as to how many really stop and think what Christmas is all about? Are we teaching our children the true meaning of Christmas or how many gifts need to be bought? If we have taught our children the true meaning of Christmas, what we’ve instilled in them will be carried into generations to come. I like to see families create traditions all year long. After all, the original gift to all of us here on earth, was given from His heart. For through our hearts, one single gift of kindness, can touch an endless amount of hearts forever. Read More→
The Christmas Envelope 12/9/12
Nancy W. Gavin
It’s just a small, white envelope stuck among the branches of our Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked through the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so.
It all began because my husband Mike hated Christmas — oh, not the true meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it — overspending, the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie for Uncle Harry and the dusting powder for Grandma — the gifts given in desperation because you couldn’t think of anything else. Read More→
Bobby’s Gift 12/8/11
Author Unknown
Bobby was getting cold sitting out in his back yard in the snow. Bobby didn’t wear boots; he didn’t like them and anyway he didn’t own any. The thin sneakers he wore had a few holes in them and they did a poor job of keeping out the cold. Bobby had been in his backyard for about an hour already. And, try as he might, he could not come up with an idea for his mother’s Christmas gift. He shook his head as he thought, “This is useless, even if I do come up with an idea, I don’t have any money to spend.
Ever since his father had passed away three years ago, the family of five had struggled. It wasn’t because his mother didn’t care, or try, there just never seemed to be enough. She worked nights at the hospital, but the small wage that she was earning could only be stretched so far. Read More→
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