Everyone loves Rainbow Stew. Every person is born with a dream. Some are simple, easy to attain while others are seemingly impossible to reach. When we are born, God bestows on us gifts that makes the dream possible. It does take education, work, and effort to each our goals,

My husband was a story teller. He could spend hours watching a mud dauber then spin a yarn about it. When he retired he began recording those stories.

That was a frustrating experience. The air in our office was filled with….where is, what key, how do you spell, this doesn’t look right, does this sound okay…...he did get published, he won contest and even beat me in a poetry competition once.

His uncle Elmer and Grant had their dream of becoming well drillers. They found a steam powered sawmill in Monet, traded a brace of mules for it and proceeded to get the contraption home. Unfortunately the road to their place was a tight, twisted pigs tail. They had to cut trees and widen the spaces between curves. Using that timber, they fired up the sawmill and cut lumber.

A storm moved in. Six days later they returned to their task to find their lumber twisted, curved and useless. Dumbfounded, they stared at the mess. A man, riding a mule, came by. He saw the predicament and stopped. He taught them how to run the mill, treat the lumber and dry it. Armed with this training their dream became a reality .

My mute button is getting a hefty workout as the politicians, who are trying to get elected, are filling the airwaves. They offer a nice rainbow stew with a slice of sky pie. In four years their rainbow stew will resemble a cake left out in the rain.

These wanna-be politicians have no clue about what they are getting into. They don’t know how to network or how to proceed through the maze of legalities. Vote for those with knowledge, the ones tried and toughed in office. Don’t throw away precious votes on rainbow stew. We need to elect knowledgeable people who will hopefully play well with others and not resort to childish name calling,

My husband would be surrounded by the pieces of a boxed bookcase. The instructions were somewhere in the packing material. Frustrated, ranting in Vietnamese he would finally give in to the necessity of reading the instructions, trying to figure out where he went wrong.

If Elmer and Grant hadn’t been blessed by a man of knowledge they would never have succeed.

If I just try to do anything, without prayer and study, I accomplish nothing. Use the mute button, ignore the conman's glib speeches and pray for knowledge before casting your ballet... make it count. That will bring the desired change we need. This is the time for doers and not dreamers, action and not reaction. We must save America so future generations can taste the rainbow stew. We vote, we give them a future. We don’t………?

-Sandy Jordan is an area writer and a founding editor of The Crowder Quill. She writes a weekly column, Bits and Pieces, for The Neosho Daily News.