God has blessed Daphne and me with 3 children. Ruthie is our oldest and today is her birthday. Ruthie has been a blessing beyond words. I love you Ruthie!
O God, early in the morning I cry to you.
Help me to pray
And to concentrate my thoughts on you:
I cannot do this alone.
In me there is darkness,
But with you there is light;
I am lonely, but you do not leave me;
I am feeble in heart, but with you there is help;
I am restless, but with you there is peace.
In me there is bitterness, but with you patience;
I do not understand your ways, but you know the way for me…
Restore me to liberty,
And enable me so to live now
That I may answer before you and before humanity.
Lord, whatever this day may bring,
Your name be praised.
For my records…
“To Obama, his dogmatic commitment to negotiations is infinitely more important than a few million protestors chanting the Farsi equivalent of ‘We Shall Overcome.’ This is madness. There is no chance—zero, null, nada—that negotiations with the junta of mullahs will lead to the termination (or even serious interruption) of Iran’s pursuit of nuclear weapons. Our president’s faith in his powers of persuasion is beginning to look pathological. Is his program of negotiations with apocalypse-minded, woman-hating, Jew-killing fanatics so sacrosanct that he can’t acknowledge human cries for freedom?”