In God We Trust

In God We Trust:

Raymond E. Manchester was Dean of Men at Kent State University in Ohio from 1935 until 1951. In that capacity he wrote The Saturday Letters and sent them sent them out to the men students at the university. He wrote about anything that came to mind and there always was a clincher, a conclusion that reflected on the power of faith and trust.

Dean Manchester was a man who endorsed In God We Trust with his life. The following are selected excerpts from The Saturday Letters written on September 21 and 28, 1940, eighty-five years ago. At the time he was writing these Letters, our nation was watching with alarm at the happenings in Europe. In May of 1940, German troops invaded Belgium, the Netherlands and France, forcing an “armistice”, a surrender, leaving Great Britain as the only country fighting Nazi Germany. Into this environment, the good Dean wrote. The comments are mine.  Stan

REM — You young men had just turned 18 years and it’s time to think about your career. Of course, all these young men [this generation] are still bothered with a slight after-drag from childhood and still mildly fascinated by the promise of adventure in kiddish activities; but since we are living through tight times, they will have to measure up to an adult’s stature rather quickly. This necessity is not entirely evident because the heritage of freedom and liberty we have been heir to has been so unchallenged he has taken security for granted and has never feared for the continuation of the American Way of Life in the Western Hemisphere. That may be tested soon.

SE — I wonder who he’s speaking to; only those 85 years ago, or you and me? I wonder if our own experience in today’s world has placed us in a similar, very vulnerable position, as if we have stepped away from the grace of God and have gone off on our own with a cockiness and a reckless attitude that this will all work out in the end if we sit tight, keep our mouths shut, and do nothing that disturbs our comfortable position in life. Indiscriminate discrimination has been with us for a long time. In Jesus day it was a brewing hatred between Samaritan and Jew, based on nothing else than tales from ancient history and misunderstandings of what the Lord commanded. In God We Trust? I wonder…

REM — Perhaps the greatest task ahead for this younger generation is that of completing an analysis of this somewhat vague idea which is referred to as The American Way. This generation has been taught as far as factual information and technical skills are concerned, but it needs to experience an emotional Renaissance to fully appreciate differences and attitude. The point of view existing in the minds of citizens who believe in a totalitarian state is wholly different from that of citizens believing in a democratic state. The American way has always been a way of calm, absolute courage which is something quite different from hysterical fanaticism. Calmness and courage have been foundation stones upon which we can place dependence, and our Trust in God.

SE — Throughout history there are vivid examples of what happens in the absence of calmness, in the absence of courage, in the absence of trust in God. The outcomes are never good. We are like the disciples urging Jesus not to go to Jerusalem, who want Him to avoid trouble and not confront it, to debate right vs wrong rather than act on what we know to be right, once we lose that calmness and that courage and no longer trust in God, it is next to impossible to rebuild it. Who or what do we trust?

REM — The trouble with a tank it does not have brains enough to say, “Turn around, boys, were going back.” The trouble with the bomb is that it is lacking in any ability to learn sportsmanship. The trouble with the plane is that it hasn’t emotion enough in its soul to rare up on its tail and shout, “They shall not pass”. The trouble with us is that when we suddenly get the idea that we should prepare for defense, we build a tank, a bomb, and an airplane and say, “There, that’s done, now let’s go to the ball game.” We not only go to the ball game, but we say, “Preparedness! Huh! Nobody will hurt us. We’ve got a tank, a bomb, and an airplane. Who is afraid of the big bad wolf, anyway?”

SEComplacency and silence are stumbling blocks. We build our own artificial confidence on that which we create, and put our trust in steel, explosives, and our ability to fly. Poor substitutes for confidence and commitment, rooted in our faith in God and trusting the power of democracy. Jesus was an equal opportunity offender; he offended the religious, the Pharisees, the Sadducees and the evil presence of the Rome. He spoke to those that rejected God and who wanted nothing to do with those in need. He confronted the wrongfooted political power of his day. Yet here we are, in the quiet of our living rooms, comfortable and keeping our collective heads down, when standing up and letting our voices be heard is ignored out of fear. I think we are like the disciples before the resurrection and before Pentecost; cowards to a man, but there is hope. In God we trust?

REM — Let’s put into our preparedness program some brain training, some common sense, and a whole fist full of emotion, let’s not only build a tank, a bomb, and an airplane, but build in ideas that get ourselves all steamed up over such matters as right and wrong, fair and foul, and the American theory that every person has a right to be free. Dictatorial governments are never right, never fair, and always enslaving.

SE — Dean Manchester may have written his “Letters” 85 years ago, but they seem to ring true to our present state of affairs. To my mind, the elements of democracy, knit together with In God We Trust is a watchword to joyful, peaceful, secure and calm living. It is so valuable that it is worth speaking out, worth dying for, worth a life of going and doing likewise with love for all, regardless of skin color, nationality, and leaning on artificial differences that make no sense. As our Savior has taught, love others as He has loved us, all inclusive, no lines drawn. Amen.

Stan Escott

9/18/25

 

Facts! You Call Them Facts?

Don’t Bother Me with Facts!

I get a bit frustrated with my friends when I try to argue a point that differs from their position.  This could be political, religious, or common sense matters that occur every day.  There have been times when “facts” are on my side, but it matter not, to them!  They seem to be telling me not to bother them with facts if those facts run contrary to their ideas. At times a stray thought enters my mind that my “facts” may simply be my ideas! I quickly dismiss that nonsense! Continue reading

Mun-Hee

His name, we learned, was Mun-Hee, but we called him “Money”. He was 13 or 14, and his mother did laundry, by hand, along the Pukan River, for the guys in my unit, on the Demilitarized Zone (DMZ) in Korea. He was a happy goffer, ran errands, did small jobs and was generally helpful, and, in turn, we were generous.

What we didn’t know, was that he was a “slicky-slicky-boy”, part of a group of thieves, the scourge of companies throughout our Division, who would enter our tents, in the middle of the night, silent as a mouse, looking for anything of value; clothing, weapons, military exchange coupons, etc. The story was that many soldiers had their foot-lockers picked clean by these thieves, while the guys slept on. Continue reading

Mayfield, Kentucky, and the New Year

The tornado struck Mayfield Kentucky late afternoon, December 10, 2021. At the time of this writing, we did not know what the final death toll would be, but the devastation was stunning. They called it an EF 4, and there have only been five that severe since they started keeping records. I’m not sure what EF stands for but it’s easy to see what it means.

Since then, Christian and non-Christian organizations, neighboring towns, governments, individuals, responded, digging deeply into their hearts and into their purses to help with the devastation.  We can find multiple scripture passages that reflect what we should be doing. We hear Jesus telling us in no uncertain terms that we need to respond. That we need to go and do likewise.  Since our youth we have been hearing “do unto others as you would have them do unto you,” and now we are called upon to do just that. Continue reading

The Foot-Locker

It was the middle of December, 1952, when my remarkable year of discovery came crashing to an end. So many things had happened since my high school graduation and my years in college. High school had been unhappy time for me and as I thought about going to college, my Youth Pastor, took me aside and shared some sage advice: “College is a new start, Stanley. What you may have thought of yourself up to this point, is behind you. What is through that new door is anything you want to make it. You can be who you want to be. Don’t take with you anything dark that you imagine you used to be. Be the one you want to be.” Continue reading

Abortion, Gay Marriage, and Guns… Oh, My!

Yikes.  Why would I even think about tackling those topics?  At my age and stage, I ain’t afraid of nuttin’!  But I have no answers, just partially formed ideas, not big and not especially small. Ideas that are natural extensions of my faith, and maybe my dated thinking.

God set before us certain standards of living, you know the “Love your neighbor as yourself” or as Jesus instructed us:  “Love your neighbor as I have loved you” — a much higher standard.  Directly or indirectly, He set before us free choice.  We can decide. Which destination do we want to move toward?  So how do the “Big Three”, you know abortion, gay marriage and guns, fit into that thinking?  Let’s see. Continue reading

Perfection Not Required

Recently, I had a casual conversation while on an elevator at a nearby hospital.  The person I was talking to told me she had visited her mother who just had surgery.  I explained that I had visited a friend of a friend, someone I didn’t know very well. Her comment was: “I could never do that!” I asked her why? She said she would be too nervous and she “could not do it right”!

“Could not do it right!”  I knew exactly what she meant.  I had similar thoughts over the years, whether standing in a reception line at a funeral, visiting an unfamiliar person in the hospital, or just trying to carry on a conversation with someone I did not know in an uncomfortable setting.  What to say at that particular time.  I guess I was worried about saying the right thing. Continue reading

Not by Accident

I am fascinated by theories that postulate cause and effect. One example is the “butterfly effect” which theorizes that the flutter of butterfly wings in one part of the world will have an impact elsewhere. Sounds a bit mystical, doesn’t it?  Is this theory implying that small causes can have large effects?

Or, how about this: past experiences can determine future responses. Then there is “Chaos theory” which states, in part, that the present determines the future.

I have my own cause and effect theory which I call “Not by Accident” and it suggests that what we have experienced or learned in our earlier days, we now pass on to others, intentionally or not, as we live our lives. These influences could be both good or bad. Continue reading

I Need a Brain Overhaul!

Have you ever felt like you needed a major overhaul of your brain?  Maybe your memory cells have bitten the dust!  I’ve come to believe that my brain has gaping holes of nothingness, and I can prove it but I don’t know how to fix it!  Here’s my evidence:

Exhibit 1: I make an appointment.  Enter it into my iPhone calendar, along with an alert 15 minutes before the appointment and at that time of the appointment.  The alerts go off.  I ignore them!  Then I get a call saying “are you coming?  We are all waiting for you!”  All? Who is all?

Exhibit 2: I live, maybe 3 miles from my grocery store and other shopping areas. I decide to go to town to pick up something important that I need, and while I am there run two errands.   I go to town, run the two errands, then have a conversation with a friend for a few minutes.   I drive home. As I pull into my drive it occurs to me that the one item, the important item, the one I needed, the reason I was driving into town, was still in town! Continue reading

Barabbas, in His Own Words

It was late when they finally arrested me.  At my trial I was charged with treason against Rome and a murder that was committed during the insurrection.  I was found guilty on both charges and was sentenced to death by crucifixion, a sentence that would be carried out in just a few days!

Now it is Friday.  My Execution Day. Here I sit in prison.  My wrists and ankles are chaffed by these chains.  I’m scared!   I always boasted that I feared nothing! But now, my mouth is dry, my heart is beating wildly and there are times when I can hardly breath.  Over the years I thought many times about this day, the day of my death, and I just dismissed it.  But this is different, and I’m not ready for any of this. Continue reading

Batteries Not Included

Christmas morning.  Your children are all excited.  The presents, clustered around the Christmas tree, are so inviting.  But they will wait.  The time comes and the melee begins with squeals of laughter.  Your oldest daughter has just discovered the gift that was always at the top of her wish list, and now she is holding it!  Her happiness palpable.  You help here overcome plastic shrink-wrap and then your eyes see that terrible phrase: Batteries Not Included.  Oh, no.  You hadn’t expected that and now you are faced with your daughter’s impatient disappointment.  A quick trip to the store and peace is restored. Continue reading

I’m Simply Grand!

I know that the following will seem like a silly bit of prose, but beneath that silliness is something to considered.  When do we fail to take responsibility?  When does our arrogance and self-righteousness color and detract from our qualities?  When does “not my responsibility” blind us to the needs of others?  Just thinkin’.

I’m Simply Grand!

Don’t look at me I’m not to blame I didn’t rain out your silly game.  I didn’t bring the clouds so grey, and cause the thunder to pound away and dampen down your Saturday! Continue reading