S'Marriage?

Someone who recently became a beneficial acquaintance is also a hardcore, FOX News-watching Republican. She stated that Sarah Palin and herself both do not believe in "marriage" for gays, but the legal equivalent of it. My friend said "Call it anything else. Wed. Garriage, S'marriage...."
I understand and respect that point of view because the Bible does say that God created marriage for the purpose of procreation. Okay. Then why don't people who protest gay marriage but feel that we deserve equal rights get out on the streets and fight with us? Hmm?

That's not what I really want to say right now. What I really want to say right now is that we sang the most lovely hymn in church today.

The Servant Song
Richard Gillard - copyright 1977, Scripture in Song/Maranatha! Music, administered by Music Services.

Will you let me be your servant, Let me be as Christ to you;
Pray that I may have the grace to let you be my servant, too.

We are pilgrims on a journey, We are trav'lers on the road;
We are here to help each other Walk the mile and bear the load.

I will hold the Christlight for you in the nighttime of your fear;
I will hold my hand out to you, Speak the peace you long to hear.

I will weep when you are weeping; When you laugh I'll laugh with you.
I will share your joy and sorrow 'Til we've seen this journey through.

When we sing to God in heaven We shall find such harmony,
Born of all we've known together Of Christ's love and agony.

The Servant Song concisely and eloquently explains how I feel about love.
Whether you believe in God or not, serving each other is what it's all about.

It's been a while./unemployment

A lot has happened. I'm still unemployed, but I have been working steadfastly at trying to find a way or ways to support myself. I'm staying hopeful. Just last week I pulled into a place because I saw a "Now Hiring" sign. Even if I am not chosen, they were the nicest people and I was complimented by the hiring manager in regards to how much I care about other people. (I was chatting with the other people waiting to be interviewed. Some of them were sour-pusses but one particular gal and I just talked about everything.
Maybe that's because I know that we are all in this together. I've been to interviews that amounted to "cattle calls," pretty much. I'll be happy for whoever gets the job in thise circumstances. I just hope I get a turn soon.
My age is definitely a factor in why I haven't scored a new job yet.
I really don't care what I do. I'll be proud to be doing anything. There is honor in every legal and moral pursuit, even if it is shoveling up what horses leave behind. I'd be happy to do that but I haven't found anyone who needs that done yet.
I'm not complaining. That's just the way it is. I apply for everything I see that I believe myself capable of which would offer me enough pay to continue to support my creditors, landlord and veterinarian. I've had interviews but it always seems to be someone else who gets chosen.
I do wonder why. What am I lacking? Or: What are my references telling the caller?
I really just want to work. The process of looking for jobs and applying for them is a full-time job and a pretty exhausting one.
Because I am not employed, my family finds plenty of ways to keep me running like crazy when I am not job-hunting. I wash the parental dogs, help with homework, worked on my step-sister's wedding arrangements, shuttle the parental dogs to groomer and vet, help clean... it gives me some esteem back and usually comes with free dinner and sometimes a gasoline consideration.
I did get a position as census enumerator. It was very interesting to meet my neighbors. Unfortunately, I spent more time training than I did actually counting noses. At least it was something, and it was something I can add to my resume.
That's what I have been doing.
I did get to travel with my family to Louisiana for my step-sister's wedding. It was very nice. The people were very friendly and the state is a very nice place to visit. It's a lot like Florida, except there is even more water and bigger trees.
I experienced my first crawdad. Honestly, I wasn't that impressed... probably because I'm not that crazy about lobster unless it's Florida lobster prepared by my step-brother, who grills them to succulent perfection. Sorry, lobster liberation front. Sorry, Maine.
I have forgotten what else I left behind in this blog so I want to go back and look.
I don't want to start in the middle of a story that I haven't begun yet!
So, Hello. I'm back.
I just want to say I am not boycotting BP gas stations because really that onl;y hurts local business people. They might want to change their gas brand but they don't deserve to suffer because BP didn't emphasize safety before all else.
We're all in this together. We have to help each other out.