My position on marriage between a man and a woman

Senator Eric Abetz Leader of the Government in the Senate Minister for Employment Minister Assisting the Prime Minister on the Public Service Liberal Senator for Tasmania

 

Dear Colleen, Given your commitment to maintaining the truth of marriage, I thought I should let you know that the Coalition has just resolved to maintain our position for the rest of this Parliament. I firmly believe that the institution of marriage is one that has been uniquely, over the centuries, the union of a man and woman to the exclusion of others for life.  I also believe it is the best environment in which to raise children. This is a bedrock institution of our society that I fully support. If you would like to gain a deeper understanding of my view, please see the transcript of my speech to the Young Liberal Federal Convention, available at my website: https://abetz.com.au/speeches/for-better-in-defence-of-marriage. The Coalition has a long-standing position supporting the definition of marriage and I am pleased that the position will continue. Can I encourage you to continue to make your views known publically through letters to newspapers, on blogs, talk back radio and discussing the issue with family and friends. Our children deserve the best possible start in life and the best possible model for that is a marriage where children enjoy the security of knowing their biological parents & the diversity of male and female role models. Thank you for your time, Eric Abetz That's what Senator Abetz has said about marriage between a man and a woman and it is gratifying to to the results of those of us who strive to teach the truth of marriage, which is ordained of God to be between a man and a woman. If those who prefer same - sex partnership, live together like man and woman do in this world today, and expect the same rights as them, but marriage itself is for man and woman and their children.  As Senator Abetz has pointed out, marriage is the bedrock of our society and without it our society would crumble

August 2015

DVDs and Cochlear processor

I have been much blessed. Over the years I have collected many DVDs, with quite a number given as gifts by my sons and friends, and mostly all captioned. I am a collector of the classics such as the old musicals, dramas, westerns and wars. There are some modern movies added to the multitude like the Bourne movies, Lord of the Rings, Eragon to name a few. My recent movie was an interesting purchase. I got it through Deseret and thought I was buying something about Latter-day Saints. The title Love's Christmas Journey; the tale of a young woman who lost her husband and little girl to a tornado and travelled to her widowed brother's home for Christmas. He had two children and that is as far as I have got watching  it. Okay so what's the problem? No problem! It started off with the logo and music of 20th Century Fox. One surprise. The second was noticing on the list of stars that Ernest Borgnine was in it. Then came the slogan about Hallmark,. I had to investigate. Okay it seems there are a group of saints searching and making movies suitable for family viewing. Well now I'll go for that and as one can purchase direct from Hallmark as well as Deseret, I just may do a little bit more of DVD buying. Why you ask? Because I can now HEAR! I can actually hear the speech of the stars, hear the songs (oh how I love Doris Day's songs, Kathryn Grayson, Howard keel, William Wallace, the list goes on!). Thus suddenly my great collection of DVDs takes on a new meaning as each day I take one to enjoy hearing it. And I can add to that collection. So blessed am I by a loving Heavenly Father and Saviour Who have made this possible for me and many, many others through the skilful and scientific work of brilliant people to bring the deaf back to hearing and bring the deaf who have never heard to hearing.  I just love the little one's who get the implants. What a wonderful miracle for them, particularly as the implant can 'grow' as they grow and has a life span of about 30 years. There may be horrors in the world, vicious things happening, but amongst it all is the beauty of miracles. What gratitude I feel at this time. And I hope my son, diagnosed with a hearing problem and needing hearing aids, will be as equally blessed.

The Dalwallinu Council Boys

I thought I should include my latest published poem in my blog, now that I have re-discovered my password! It was published in the WA Bush Poets and Yarnspinners monthly publication Bullytin, August 2015 edition. For the benefit of readers, Dalwallinu is a wheat belt town north of Perth on the edge of the pastoral land, the last of the agricultural area that is suitable for crop growing. It is 248 kms from Perth on the Great Northern Highway. Meekatharra, the base for the Flying Doctor radio is also on the highway and is 764kms from Perth and the station that we were on Oudabunna, was between the two towns, the turn off to the station at Paynes Find being on the same highway and about 370kms from Perth and 30 kms from Paynes Find, which, at the time we lived there, had only a tavern and petrol bowsers. Our radio codes were Oudabunna 8WIR - Eight Whisky India Romeo and Meekatharra was 8VKJ - Eight Victor Kilo Juliet. The time period is the 1960s and most of the Great Northern Highway north of the wheat belt area was gravel and rough. The Dalwallinu Council at that period was grading and repairing roads out in their farming district.

The Dalwallinu Council Boys

The Dalwallinu Council Boys
Were rebuilding roads anew,
Out in the bush with their council toys
Around the farms of Dalwallinu.

One hundred or so miles up north,

At ten o’clock for morning tea,
Pedal radios tuned and blared forth
Tales that women extolled with glee.

In the gravel, the dirt, the scrub and the dust,
Machinery all stopped their sound.
Smoko you see, the tuned radio a must
For the Dally boys to get their next round.

The women spoke of their troubles,

Their frustrations, their tears, their joys,
Unaware of their secret listeners,
The Dalwallinu Council boys.

The boys heard that Fabulon was useless,

And butter had melted with the heat
And to alleviate weight and the stress,
Splits up the door jamb would defeat.

The Dally boys home troubles the same,

As they listened amongst gravel and tar,
And promptly agreed on a nickname,
The Session of the Galah.

They learnt of lunches ‘n smokos, ‘n windmill runs,

Of mewsling, of crutching and shearing,
Of broken down vehicles, bucking horses and brums
Of sick dogs ‘n dead dogs ‘n drought appearing.

In stitches and with laughter rolling,
The Dalwallinu Council Boys sent a letter,
The Session of the Galah it was extolling,
To tell they hadn’t heard any better.

The women were really delighted

Of such a glowing epistle,
Each morning they happily recited
‘G’day’ to the boys out in the thistle.

 ‘Way south where the city was busy

Was boss Royal Flying Doctor base.
They heard all this radio tizzy
And decided they had to save face.

Dalwallinu Council received a letter,

To discipline its council boys,
To the women they even went one better
The pedal radio was not one of their toys.

So their cuppa tea listeners were banned,

And with a sigh the women did tune
Into their usual morning tea session,
And no ‘G’day’ to break the gloom.

Next time when travelling to the city

As one passed through Dalwallinu town,
A letter was dropped in the gritty
Machinery of boys that were ‘down’.

The Session of the Galah did continue,

Its listeners with delight a radio must,
Dalwallinu Council Boys already knew,
Listening out in the gravel, the dirt, and the dust.

 

Passwords

This remembering my blog's password has got whiskers on it. I could say the same for all passwords for whatever I do online it requires a password. Now my head is full of passwords. There have been at times many things I wanted to write in my blog and many articles I wanted to attach to my blog. oh well, never mind, let's look at the good side of things. Dad's Story has been self published. Brother John and self designed the cover for this self -published photocopied book!