Sunday, August 12, 2007
More love and not less...
Let us face our problems with more love and not less love.
This was how Mr. William ended his interview on BBC this morning. Was listening to BBC radio while getting ready for work. He was talking about the controversial stem cell research and cloning.
William B. Hurlbut is a physician and Consulting Professor in the Neuroscience Institute at Stanford, Stanford University Medical Center. Born in St. Helena, California, he grew up in Bronxville, New York. After receiving his undergraduate and medical training at Stanford, he completed postdoctoral studies in theology and medical ethics, studying with Robert Hamerton-Kelly, the Dean of the Chapel at Stanford, and subsequently with the Rev. Louis Bouyer of the Institut Catholique de Paris..
Dr. Hurlbut has come to national prominence for his advocacy of Altered Nuclear Transfer (ANT), a scientific method of obtaining pluripotent stem cells without the creation and destruction of human embryos.
He was saying that while interviewing, 2/3 of the participants responded that they do not mind killing one baby to save another. Now William himself had to take a break from the medical school when a son with serious mental problems was born to him. This kind of emotional problems either takes a person closer to the Almighty for comfort or takes him to other means of comfort. William turned to the Almighty for answers he desperately sought by studying Theology. Being a scientist he could have put his heart and soul into further developing the stem cells harvested from Human embryos but instead developed an alternate method. He was saying that millions spent for research should not be used for feeding our vanity but for saving desperate lives. There are many medical conditions which is bearable and does not require massive funding, instead these funds can be used to save millions who are dying daily for want of medical attention.
He also talks about cloning.
If cloning were to be allowed imagine the scenario.. (my thoughts of course!)
1- Those much hated world leaders would never step down from power (they would be using all their power and money in creating a clone)
2- The gang leaders and underworld thugs would be inside and outside our jails.
3- The wanted criminals and terrorists will remain a threat forever.
It is very hard to like President Bush specially after the way he took the world into a new order of terrorism but I certainly agree with him on his stance on Stem cell research and cloning.
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
A Father's Prayer
Felt very tempted to copy this prayer......
A Father's Prayer
This is the best dowry of hopes, wishes and prayers I would be able to offer:
May God give you the grace of wit and wisdom to understand that rainbows are only the result of showers, dust, and hope.
May you always have joy in the morning and trust in the evening and may your sorrows be short and without scars.
May your lives have a spirit neither bent by belligerence nor broken by failure; may you simply love each other.
May you share with each other spring flowers, dirty dishes, music, rain, death, mushrooms, a measure of boredom, strawberries, and God.
May that God never make you immune to the wonderful afflictions of real love, making you instead farsighted to each other's faults, tongue-tied to criticism, and short of memory to petty hurts and slights.
May God provide the confidence and serenity that comes only from the assurance of each other's fidelity and the tolerance, as years go by, of wrinkles and gray hairs, short tempers, curlers, and Monday mornings.
May no one steal from you laughter at the top of the stairs or giggles and whispers in a dark room.
May you keep a hunger for each other, the appetite to taste tomorrow, and deep knowledge of and devotion to your past, heritage and families.
May you perpetuate trust, the radiation of vitality, kind answers to sharp questions and sharp humor to unkind attitudes.
May your fights be fierce and short, and may each truce be warm and long and held in each other's arms before the sun comes up.
May you walk with wise men, sing loud songs at late hours, share secrets, have healthy children, and provide smiles for lonesome strangers and prayers for those without hope.
May you never forget small things; smiles, birthdays, holding hands, family, old friends, the neglected, and the simplicity of saying please and thank you.
May you keep a warm, generous, and happy house where love is the insulation and God is present.
May your union bring a smile to the face of the Almighty and may his spirit live in your pots and pans, in your hope and aspirations.
- Author Unknown
A Father's Prayer
This is the best dowry of hopes, wishes and prayers I would be able to offer:
May God give you the grace of wit and wisdom to understand that rainbows are only the result of showers, dust, and hope.
May you always have joy in the morning and trust in the evening and may your sorrows be short and without scars.
May your lives have a spirit neither bent by belligerence nor broken by failure; may you simply love each other.
May you share with each other spring flowers, dirty dishes, music, rain, death, mushrooms, a measure of boredom, strawberries, and God.
May that God never make you immune to the wonderful afflictions of real love, making you instead farsighted to each other's faults, tongue-tied to criticism, and short of memory to petty hurts and slights.
May God provide the confidence and serenity that comes only from the assurance of each other's fidelity and the tolerance, as years go by, of wrinkles and gray hairs, short tempers, curlers, and Monday mornings.
May no one steal from you laughter at the top of the stairs or giggles and whispers in a dark room.
May you keep a hunger for each other, the appetite to taste tomorrow, and deep knowledge of and devotion to your past, heritage and families.
May you perpetuate trust, the radiation of vitality, kind answers to sharp questions and sharp humor to unkind attitudes.
May your fights be fierce and short, and may each truce be warm and long and held in each other's arms before the sun comes up.
May you walk with wise men, sing loud songs at late hours, share secrets, have healthy children, and provide smiles for lonesome strangers and prayers for those without hope.
May you never forget small things; smiles, birthdays, holding hands, family, old friends, the neglected, and the simplicity of saying please and thank you.
May you keep a warm, generous, and happy house where love is the insulation and God is present.
May your union bring a smile to the face of the Almighty and may his spirit live in your pots and pans, in your hope and aspirations.
- Author Unknown
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