A new dawn breaks and most people are optimistic that 2025 will be a better year. For good reason. The tide has finally turned on Liberal insanity. Conservative is no longer a dirty word. Now Liberal is a dirty word because we've all see where that has taken us. Justin Trudeau's approval rating has dropped below 16% - the lowest in recorded history.
Today I want to talk about Sacrifice and Fault Finding. Two perhaps unrelated topics. When I was young I went to Ireland for two years. That was before GPS, email and what's app. It gave me a chance to reflect.
I looked back on my life and the example my parents set for me. I observed three principles my parents consistently displayed so I wrote my father and mentioned it. I told my father he and my mother had taught me three principles - honesty, service and sacrifice. My father wrote back and said he had never really thought about it before. He said honesty isn't honesty if you have to think about it. Service isn't service if done for any reward and sacrifice is simply the joy of parenthood.
I thought wow. If I can look back on my life and say every sacrifice I made as a father was simply the joy of parenthood, then I too would have lived a successful life.
The idea of sacrifice is the opposite of gang life. Gang life is about selfishness and greed. A Jedi seeks not after these things. A soldier is willing to lay his life down for another. People respect that. Mercenaries kill people for money. No one respects that. I remember my parents always wanted to go to Rio. They never did but they always had that dream to look forward to.
Parents often have to set aside what they want to make sure the needs of their children are met. Especially in tough times. Now I realize everything has it's time and place. However, in tough times tough people work hard and make sacrifices.
Fault finding is what selfish people do. There is no joy in fault finding because wickedness never was happiness. Fault finding is toxic. Trolls find pleasure in fault-finding but they never find joy. I was outside the dollar store yesterday in Surrey and an old white guy with very long grey hair pulled up in a beater cranking retro head banger music and I just cringed.
Earlier that day I was in the line up at self checkout in Superstore. I was noticing the diversity of the Canadian mosaic. I walked past two clean cut women wearing hijabs and saw the hair on the top of their head was showing. Ah, Persians I thought. Then in line I saw two other ladies wearing hijabs with their make up all done. Then had the cap on under their hijab completely covering the front of their hair and I thought ah, Arab, probably Syrian. The security guards are mostly Punjabi.
Then I saw an older greasy white guy with long green hair cut through the line and once again I cringed. Surrey has benefited greatly from immigration. Fault finders who deny that don't understand what a free Republic is.
With regards to sacrifice I am reminded of the famous picture of the praying hands. Do you know the story behind the picture? The hands aren't really praying per se. They are a tribute to the hard work and sacrifice of an older brother.
So my theme for 2025 is "Be steadfast and immovable, always abounding in good works.” This is the year we put it all altogether. Press forward with steadfastness and faith knowing that Justin Trudeau will be defeated and the tide will finally turn.
We will still have to work hard, work smart and make sacrifices but the light at the end of the tunnel gives us the hope we need to proceed. As Clay Roueche would say Kigurai which is similar to the term gravitas and means dignity, seriousness, or solemnity of manner. The Kendo explanation is confidence, grace, the ability to dominate your opponent through strength of character, fearlessness. Thou I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil. Confidence not arrogance.
As mortal combat would say about Justin Trudeau: Finish him.
