John,

You get no argument from me.  When we first moved to Omaha, it was a blue
Sunday city.  Nothing was sold on Sunday at all.  One only needs to look
around and it is pretty clear our society has gone downward and isn't coming
back.  Look at the things in Boulder, Colorado alone which have happened in
the last two years.  Horribly frightening if you don't know that Jesus is
coming soon.  Colorado voted down Jessica's law while 41 other states have
voted it into law.  I remember a few years ago, a pastor, and several others
from his church, came to Denver for a conference.  They all stayed in our
house for the week.  I explained to my children that when these people were
in the house, we would not be watching TV or playing video games.  Why?
Because, I explained, these visitors would be greatly offended by it because
they did not believe in owning a television or playing video games.  I was
ice skating one Sunday afternoon before having to leave to go back to the
school for the blind.  Our pastor showed up.  There were hundreds of people
on the ice and my mom made my little sister and I skate over to talk to the
pastor for a minute.  I was embarrassed.  When my dad was alive, he would
have never allowed us to do that.  However, once, I remember clearly that
dad allowed me to go swimming on Sunday afternoon, between church services,
with two brothers whose father worked with my dad and dad didn't want him to
be offended.  Why?  Dad had just led this man to Christ and knew he would
not understand my father's convictions.  So dad allowed it this one time.
So, in short, it works both ways and I believe my dad knew the difference.
The question is, do we?  Shoot, if I lived in a community that the majority
felt it was wrong to mow grass on Sunday, I wouldn't mow on Sunday either.
I hated taking naps on Sunday afternoons, though, but it didn't matter
because we rarely were allowed outside and we never got to play with
neighbor kids on Sundays.  Not riding my bike on Sunday was by far the
hardest thing for me as a kid growing up because I always was on the back of
my bike.

Phil.