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Turned 66 in August of 2019, a little over a year into retirement. Now live on my farm in southern Missouri Ozarks. At this point I have 4 daughters and 8 grandchildren and 3 dogs.
I struggle mightily to find words with which to express my heartfelt sorrow for you as pictures flood social media, pictures of lifeless children held by bereaved parents, pictures which forever testify to unspeakable evil. You’ve done nothing to deserve the atrocities leveled upon you, and I join you as you cry to God for comfort, for some semblance of hope which you cannot see from where you are. I cannot begin to explain why you must suffer thus, except that perhaps your martyred children shall eternally testify against those who brought your suffering about. The innocent children are now with the loving Father, nevermore to suffer, to fear. Hold onto this hope.
Events which have rapidly overtaken the world, the west in particular over the past months, reveal the stark and brutal hearts of all who support this blatant genocide. Prior to the onset of the murderous ravage of your home, there were those – wealthy men behind the curtain – who could direct atrocities throughout the world without being revealed for their own part in them, but no more. The world will not and cannot go back to the days of the hidden hands. These demons in human form are now operating in the open for the world to see, some even waving their idolatrous Nazi flags in the congress chamber in celebration of their major theft of great sums of money, they also line the pews of great temples of blasphemy they call churches.
Political people who publicly support this murder of innocent starving peasants and vote to enable it are the most egregious of the lot, for sure, but there are others who deserve dishonorable mention. Among them are people who own stock in the “defense” industries. These ones might just be as guilty of murder of innocents as the pilots who drop the bombs, the snipers who kill children, or the generals who gave the orders to do so. They are especially conniving with the darkest of hearts, for in their insatiable greed, they give up their souls, knowing the weapons from which they make money are being used to slaughter innocent people. As one would expect, many of them pile the cash onto the offering plates of the false prophets so as to assuage their consciences, but such gestures will not avail them at judgement. As an American Christian with a sorrowful heart, I sincerely apologize for what these people are doing to you.
Jesus said at the judgement there will be many who will try to defend their behavior with examples of acts of feigned righteousness, but He will tell them to depart from Him because He never knew them. It’s no doubt hard to reconcile your despair with this knowledge, but when the Lord refuses them entry into His kingdom, that will be the most unimaginably horrifying punishment that could ever happen to them. They will get a chance to see the indescribable beauty and joy of the kingdom, and then forevermore rue their decision to behave as they have, as they gnash their teeth in the darkness of eternal hell. Rest assured, my innocent brothers and sisters, justice will be served for you and there’s absolutely nothing, short of repentance they can do to avoid it.
My heart is heavy as I read about the slaughter that’s going on and see the tiny ones wrapped for burial with tears of distraught mothers and fathers wetting their faces. I cannot imagine your grief, it must be unbearable, and I pray for you daily. This post has spoken of some of those who are guilty of this unspeakable murder, but there are others who should be pointed out – those who turn their faces away and pretend this insidious behavior is somehow normal. They ignore what’s going on as though it has nothing to do with them. They don’t even try to empathize with you, somehow they twist their morality to rationalize it, when God is giving them a front-row seat to the most insidious event that has ever happened, at least in our lifetime, and with this opportunity to witness the atrocities, He’s extending the opportunity for them to repent, but most of them aren’t listening. They are avoiding God as studiously as they avoid facing the evil.
As it is said, God works in mysterious ways, and we are witnessing unexpected participation in the resistance to the atrocities that are happening from quarters where no one anticipated any activity. I did a post yesterday about all of the universities of the US and the students who are defying authority and coming out in big numbers to protest. https://folkpotpourri.com/wisdom-of-the-children/ They are calling out the evil that’s being perpetrated in the name of America, and they’re doing something. Imagine for a moment that of all secular places, in colleges, kids are standing up with more Christian conviction than the hypocrites in the churches, and I thank God for them.
It’s like walking up on a person you thought was dead and noticing a heartbeat – slowly coming around, young kids seeing the evil before their eyes and deciding to do something about it. I only wish there were more of our older folk who could bring themselves to do likewise – oh well, we’ll take what we can get for now, but I do believe God has a hand in this movement. Think about it for a second – we’ve got thousands of college kids making their voices heard about indisputable murder and genocide, and our politicians are dancing around their halls waving Ukranian flags in celebration of a bunch of money they’ve just stolen.
I don’t know about other seventy-year-old geezers, but I’m thoroughly ashamed, no disgusted, with our government. The AIPAC lobby is acting, for all the country to see, in support of murder of innocent people and our politicians are whole-heartedly supporting them for shekels. Billionaires in this country who are rich (as always, through theft and dishonesty) are having college presidents dismissed who do not bend the knee to them. The US is engaged in two wars at present because the Israeli lobby gave them orders to be so. Congress is passing laws to shut down free speech to try and shut down opposition to genocide. Our congressmen and women are climbing all over each other to demonstrate to their masters just how subservient they are, and America be damned. If they listened to the voices of those college kids, maybe we could begin the process of helping Gaza. Of getting food to your starving children.
Once more I wish to extend my condolences to you, the people of Palestine, who are having to endure hardships that we can only imagine. I apologize for the behavior of my government, and for my fellow citizens who seem willing to turn their heads away and accept the travesties that are going on. It just came out in the last couple of days that over half a million Ukranian soldiers have been slaughtered because of the malevolent greed of the very same people who are responsible for your plight and because of the same apathetic citizens of this country. Except for the college kids.
God bless all who see this and have the courage to call it what it is.
My heart is lifted with promise for the future of America and our kids are leading the way. I’ve been spending my time lately heartbroken at the affairs of the world. Specifically, there’s an outrageous horror going on over in occupied Palestine, and the people promoting and defending it are the same monsters that control our media, our banks, our government. There seems to be no way to upend this travesty of international justice.
Congress is frantically trying to pass laws to keep the truth at bay, making common words of our vocabulary illegal, designating words like river and sea to be part of hate speech. Police are out in force doing what police always do. In my youth, it was busting hippies’ heads, but today it’s dragging pro-Palestinian protesters off to jail, it doesn’t matter to them as long as they get to wear the Shire law enforcement feathers in their hats (Let the Tolkien fans understand) so they can feel important.
I’m an old man now, but I still get a charge out of watching the public step up to injustice – especially injustice that is so appallingly promoted by the groveling bunch of whores we have in our congress, which is completely owned by the powerful AIPAC lobby. They never miss an opportunity to show their true colors, and they ain’t red, white, and blue. Supposed judges are bought off all they way to the top of the judiciary, so there’s really no chance for justice to emerge from there, and the executive has been completely taken over by the bankers’ representatives and the AIPAC lobby. Just when I begin to lose hope of any human institution being able to overcome this travesty, up step the college kids! Again.
None of these kids today remember our battle during the Vietnam days when a different travesty was happening, but they are taking the same tact we did. In our day it was with flowers, love, music, and Jesus, and after years of struggle and with the chagrin of the establishment, we won our battle. The US military left Saigon in 1975. But way too many Vietnamese peasants died while we were fighting. Us kids won the day back then, and it looks like the only ones truly fighting this time are the young folks again. There are a few blessed supporters like Aaron Mate, Judge Napolitano, Max Blumenthal and others. And we must never forget the conviction and courage of Aaron Bushnell. God bless y’all.
Y’all need to start writing some for-real protest songs. Don’t worry about stepping on toes either. You have the marches going, and I’m going to drag my old decrepit butt out there and join y’all for the thrill of watching the man squirm. This genocide has to stop – human beings are better than this. Maybe it’s fitting for the youngsters to lead the way, maybe your parents can be ashamed of themselves like ours were for letting themselves be propagandized and brainwashed while the younger folks could see through the crap and take action.
I’ve seen where the kids at Columbia University are being dragged off to jail and MIT seems to be following suit. The system got the presidents of Pennsylvania and Harvard kicked out, but the students made their voices heard. I’ve come a long way in a very short while, considering the contempt I’ve had for young people because of my misperception that y’all weren’t paying enough attention, but I guess in reality, it’s mostly older folks who have dropped the ball. You guys are stepping up in a big way and I’m big time proud of y’all. I’m not on top of all of it, but I’d wager that a lot more colleges are in this fight too. I sincerely hope so, and I’d love to get comments from all the ones who are in and their progress. Remember flowers (it’s springtime!), love, music, and Jesus – heavy on the Jesus part, without Him you can’t win – take it from a battle-scarred veteran of the aforementioned fight.
They called us, among other things, hippies. Us guys grew our hair long which was our way of rebelling against the established order. The man controlled the money, much the same as they do today, but that fact had little effect on a bunch of idealistic kids who found that we could operate without much of it. In today’s society, we constantly see members of the elite establishment step out of line and say things which, even though true, are just not allowed to be said, only to promptly come groveling before their money masters begging for forgiveness and retracting whatever forbidden thing they said. Thankfully we aren’t seeing the college kids doing that this time either. I guess idealistic young folks are much the same in any age.
God bless y’all kids. Keep up the good fight. Those innocent people’s lives are more important than some fat cat’s fat wallet. Keep this old hippy geezer informed on how you’re doing. I love y’all dearly!
An individual, except the President, elected or appointed to an office of honor or profit in the civil service or uniformed services, shall take the following oath: “I, AB, do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter. So help me God.” This section does not affect other oaths required by law.
The oath of office for the congress of the United States. Each member of congress must swear or affirm this statement, hence it will be his/her duty to uphold this document, this concept, this supreme law of the land…
We have bald eagles in this part of the country – not an abundance of them, but enough so that we get a chance to enjoy the thrill of watching that majestic avian soar in the Ozark sky once in a while. When I see one, I sometimes wonder what if he really could understand the role to which he has been assigned as our national emblem. Maybe by some Providential determination of fate, he is able to look down upon the magnificent landscapes, the mountains, prairies, the cities, and woodlands and realize the significance he bears on those great wings. If that were so, I’d wager he is ashamed nowadays, seeing how this once great notion of a republic has failed – or better, is in the process of failing. The eagle didn’t take an oath, but sometimes it seems like he has served our country with more dedication than many who did.
If he could understand what’s going on, and if birds could cry, tears would fall like rain when he flies over the tent cities of Denver, Portland, the garbage strewn city streets like Kensington Avenue in Philadelphia, and so many other dismal scenes – watching human beings destroy themselves with hypodermic needles and hopelessness. If he only understood human language, he’d be appalled at the sheer volume of absurdity reaching up into his abode from places like the Rayburn building coming from prostitutes and interlopers who now occupy seats once the province of honorable men. Wise men who came before them once debated and made decisions there that were intended to serve that sacred oath they swore. Representation of their constituents was paramount – it’s why they were there. The eagle has watched in abject disgust and despondence as the caliber of the people in these once-honored offices has diminished to the extent that he is ready and willing to pass off his once lofty assignment to the buzzard – after all, that nasty creature would be a more fitting icon for today’s American politicians, but then it might be unfair to demean the vulture with this undeserved comparison, for – like the eagle – he didn’t swear an oath.
The stately eagle probably frowns over all the images of himself ubiquitously displayed on money, monuments, important documents, but I’d guess the most appalling to him is his caricature on the seal of the executive. The presidential seal. I’m sure he would be particularly embarrassed by what passes for executive leadership and has for many more terms now than I care to recall (and I’m old). The presidency of this country is a sick and demented joke. Look at the caliber of men we’ve had in office since Eisenhower. With few exceptions, they’ve all been execrable liars and many even criminals. Some – in fact many folks believe some are unconvicted war criminals.
Carrion eaters gorge themselves on carcasses until they can barely fly. When they are startled while feasting on some road-killed delicacy, sometimes they must regurgitate considerable volumes of stomach content so they can quickly reduce their take-off weight and get airborne faster. I wonder if the eagle does that when he flies over Washington, D.C., of course reducing his body weight wouldn’t be why he’d willingly surrender big volumes of his possum et tu fe. It would no doubt happen as a result of overhearing some presidential speech or a congressional debate in which the cognitive mediocrity of those speaking and debating is perpetually and unashamedly on display.
Back to that oath they took. No one held a gun to their head and made them swear it. They did it of their own free will. Some might believe they swore it, not because they believed in it, but because it was simply a step required for them to occupy a seat of power. A seat they unabashedly and appallingly grovel before wealthy donors to inherit. Nonetheless, since they voluntarily swore the oath, it follows that they should be expected to perform that which was promised. But then, following their sworn constitutional obligations often gets them cross-threaded with the desires of those same donors, so guess which path they invariably take? Sometimes you have to wonder if they even had an inkling of the responsibly that oath would require of them as they uttered it. You certainly can’t tell by their actions in office.
I’m a U. S. Navy veteran. Served in the pre-com and early operations of the USS Nimitz back in the seventies. I took a similar oath to the one all of our public “servants” took. Foreign and domestic. Is anyone still trying to figure out why they put that word in the oath? Neither am I. The fact is, oath notwithstanding, many, if not most, of our leaders – to put it mildly – do not seem to have the best interests of America at heart. What I believe makes that oath still applicable to me and other vets is the fact that we didn’t sign anything upon our release from duty that absolved or in any way relieved us of our obligation under that oath. As far as I’m concerned, it’s still in effect for us. Domestic – for sure!
That old eagle is bound to have figured this business out too. I wonder if he could resign his post, because unlike politicians, such as some unnamed deputy Secretary of State, it’s through no fault of his own that his job – that of national emblem – might soon be up for grabs, and I don’t blame him.
Although the outlook for our country is dismal, there just might be a way to show our loyalty to our nation and regain the trust of that wonderful animal we have selected to represent it. There is a movement that is gaining much traction in this country, in fact it is named Our Country Our Choice. I’m a member, and I believe through this organization, we have an opportunity to get our legs back under us, but it’s going to take some serious dedication and work. Our leaders have dug us into a deep hole from which we have to dig ourselves out. We weren’t paying attention and now we’re seeing the results. It’s way past time to start paying attention. Get involved – there’s plenty of room on board this train. More and more God-fearing patriots are joining daily.
The leader of this movement is one Colonel Douglass Macgregor. He’s a retired Army officer with extensive military and political experience. He’s a smart leader (Wow! What a novel idea!) and I think he’s just the guy who can lead us to a better future. I implore every American, and especially my fellow veterans, to look into this – it may well be the last hope we have, and it looks quite promising – especially with a man of the caliber of Colonel Macgregor at the helm.
Catch some of his interviews – he’s often on YouTube at Judging Freedom with Judge Andrew Napolitano and many others. Check out the website – Our Country Our Choice.
Who knows? That old eagle might just get a chance to soar proudly over a nation of free people again.
Here we are on a rainy Ozark morning. It’s Tuesday and another civilization’s end has come and gone. Yesterday we survived the horrendous solar eclipse, the devil comet, a fatal planetary alignment, and a rapture in which no one was raptured. Shame on all Christians who bought into that, and double shame on all the preachers who garnered You Tube clicks stirring up such claptrap. Although the National Guard was activated, nothing noteworthy happened in all of those towns named Ninevah along the track. Apologies to Jonah. As far as I’ve been able to ascertain, there was no Mayan calendar influence this time, nor did all of the world’s computers kill off all humanity as you remember happened in that Y2K event a few years ago.
It’s as though every time something odd happens these days, we’re supposed to expect Armageddon to materialize, and everyone should run to whatever underground facility they might have contrived to wait it out. My family, ignorant of such necessary precautions, sat out in the yard and watched the Pac-Man sun gobble up the silhouette of the moon through those cheap cardboard glasses, and, oddly enough when the solar disc was blotted out, none of us were able to make out that mysterious planet that hides behind the sun, although it is nonetheless there, teeming with extraterrestrials – each undoubtedly with probe in hand waiting for the next ship to earth to practice whatever fearsome cosmic version of proctology is required nowadays.
Speaking of those eclipse glasses, I’m trying to figure out how to hawk mine on Ebay. I doubt if I’ll be around to need them for another horror-evoking moon shadow, and they’ve only been used once, albeit for several minutes. They’re in like-new condition, and If I can keep my kleptocaniac pup from stealing and eating them, they’d be easy enough to ship to a new user. If someone would buy them now, they could avoid the panicked rush of the next end of the world, in which people would no doubt again find themselves groping about in another maelstrom of horror. They could thus avoid extraneous pursuits such as trying to find glasses in the last few minutes of the earth’s existence once more. It’s obviously much more profitable and spiritually rewarding to spend those moments poring through social media video menus for terror-inducing information such as the cicada invasion that was supposed to accompany this most recent termination of humanity. As our Ozark farm darkened with the ominous and obvious conclusion of our earthy existence, I listened intently for the heart-stopping forest echoes that no doubt had scientists in a blind panic across the country, but as I’m old and kind of hard of hearing, I guess I missed it.
When end of the world events like that eclipse happen, people should always try to get plenty of video and record the sights and sounds, for there’s nothing like sitting around with the family later on in life sharing all the captured marvels of the most recent planetary ending.
Hope y’all had a wonderful end of the world this time – maybe a better one next time!
There’s a creek running across the property that comes from up in the woods. It starts up on the neighbor’s land high up the ridge and empties into the big creek in the bottom of the holler. The resident old-timer out here says there was an old sawmill up there, somewhere close to where the neighbor’s property and our land meet, but there’s no sign of it today. There’s an old, galvanized tub in the creek bottom where I suspect the mill might have been, but I don’t have any idea whether that rusty old tub had anything to do with a sawmill, but who knows? Anyways, whether it did or not, it’s the only sign of anything man-made out there.
I like to walk up there and enjoy the serenity – it’s one of those places where you can chill out and get your thoughts together – and enjoy the company of Jesus. He’s always there to hang out with me and listen to my problems and accept my thanks for the place, but mostly He’s just simply there. And that’s more than a mouthful to try and get across to a person who doesn’t know Him. It’s hard to explain, this faith I have, but it’s real. If you haven’t experienced His wonderful presence, don’t let any more of your life pass by without getting to know Him. You will never regret a moment of it.
One day – and I’m pretty sure it’s going to be soon – we’re going to see Him return in all of His glory. Most of us have a vision of Him as a lowly carpenter, a preacher with no wealth or standing in society, but trust me when He comes back, the world is in for the biggest shock of all time. Our Savior will be the most glorious, powerful figure you could ever imagine. Although everyone on earth will be completely awestruck, unimaginable fear will overwhelm the hearts of all who denied Him. At the moment we see him, we will realize just how puny all of our weapons – in fact, all of the pursuits and accomplishments of mankind through all of history – really are. The very skies will be opened in a flash of dazzling brilliance as multitudes of angels fill the whole realm of space, time, and thought. It will be huge! Incredible lightning, thunderous voices of fearsome angels will resound and echo across the universe, and a Savior come to claim His own and exact vengeance upon all who chose to be servants of the stranger who has wreaked havoc on His people for all the years. It will be a fearsome thing to fall into the hands of the living God!
As I stroll through the peaceful, silent woods, I think of the contrast on that day when human beings, those who survive the horrors of tribulation, flaming hailstones, pestilence, disease, war, and all of the other horrors that will have been unleashed upon humanity, will literally cry out – some in fear, but some few in sheer delight and relief. Amid scenes of destruction and horror that the mind cannot fathom, mighty men will scurry into their holes in the earth in piteous and futile attempts to hide from the face of this God who is filled with wrath and indignation. The righteous, those who have been faithful to Him, will be able to stand and face Him with unimaginable joy in their hearts. What kind of thoughts will His people experience, seeing those fellows who were the “elite” – those whose riches gave them mastery of armies and nations? I’m pretty sure we’ll pity them at that time. But do you know what? Anticipating the horror they will go through at the judgement of God, we should pity them now.
A human soul is worth more than the value of the whole world to the Lord. As I watch a gentle southern breeze caress the budding trees, I can feel the tenderness with which He nurtures us. He really doesn’t want any of us to perish and it goes against His design, even for souls of the rich to be lost. His tender mercy is revealed to us in so many ways, it’s a shame that Satan has deceived so many and that they disregard the opportunity for becoming saved so that they would have opportunity to spend all of eternity in the presence of absolute joy and love. Jesus said that (human) eyes have not seen, nor ears heard, nor has entered into the mind of man the joy that awaits those who love the Lord. Let that one sink in.
I know there are many folks who don’t know what it’s like to enjoy a day out in the woods, watching the thrushes flit about, hearing the beautifully insane call of the pileated woodpecker echo through the holler, maybe catching a glimpse of a shy doe strolling through the glen with her curious fawn in tow. For those folks, I feel pity, because some of the most wonderful experiences of life are being missed. God is out here in His creation, and although He’s a lot harder to find in some big city with sirens and horns blaring, He’s there too, nevertheless. I’ve written posts about such like Where the Poor Go to Weep – Folk Potpourri and Thoughts on Creation on a Beautiful Spring Morning – Folk Potpourri in which I try to share this country experience in spirituality with folks who don’t have opportunity to see it for themselves. Mostly though, I try to get people to thinking about what lies ahead, after we finish with this stage of existence and enter into the next.
I constantly read people’s opinions on social media chats and such and I pay particular attention to the endless comments of those who claim not to believe in God or the afterlife, they put forth arguments that sound reasonable enough if one insists on ignoring evidence of God’s presence. I guess it’s easy enough to disregard people like me who keep trying to help them open their eyes, but us guys who are sincerely trying to get them to take a serious look are doing it from our hearts. The Lord has given us faith – a precious commodity, and indeed, we believers realize just how precious it is, but we can’t go so far as to put our own thoughts – our own faith – into other people’s heads. Once in a while I have the heart-lifting experience of running across someone who is willing to actually give thought to the possibility of the existence of Jesus Christ as the Son of God, and even though they don’t usually immediately become believers, you can tell that God is at work in their heart and if they continue with their honest curiosity, it will only be a matter of time. “Blessed are the pure at heart, for they shall see God.” I pray earnestly for these folks.
If only people could hear the Gospel of Jesus Christ and understand that He is exactly who He says He is, if all of us could just trust that the Gospel of His life, death, and resurrection is the absolute truth, and that He is the Son of God who came here to the earth to teach us of a better way and to be the ultimate Sacrifice Who would make it possible for us to connect with the Heavenly Father, what a joyous and peaceful life they could enjoy! There would be no need to succumb to the macabre fear that is darkening the world today. He promised us that as believers we have nothing to fear – we must focus, and stay focused, on what lies ahead after this life, this world which is no more than a test in which we must decide where we choose to spend eternity.
Ignore the foolish people and so-called evangelists – obscene, wealthy fellows who preach no more than distractions from Christ. Incredibly, they are some of the principal elements of Satan’s attack on goodness, wholesomeness, righteousness, and many are those who are ensnared by them. Jesus told us that the gate is wide that leads to destruction. I get a mental image of a huge herd of sheep all being led through a huge wide gate into what they presume will be a wonderful pasture, but they cannot see in beyond the gate. In reality, what awaits them is a great, dark abyss for which they are ignorantly, but not innocently, heading. Then there are a few sheep fighting their way out of the crowd, often enough through some serious obstacles, but they are on their way to a narrow, tiny gate beyond which they, through faith, know an unimaginable paradise lies. They will not be distracted, they hear and know their Shepherd’s voice, a voice to which the big crowd never listened; those ones don’t know His voice at all, by their own choice, even most of the folks who claim to know Him only listen only the deceiving voices of their false preachers.
In God’s grand scheme, and as we are admonished in the Bible, this life we currently live is a very short moment in time. In fact, if there was any such thing as a graph depicting eternity, a dot representing all of human existence wouldn’t even be detectable on it. The time that has passed since Jesus ascended to Heaven is but a brief moment, maybe like you’d think about going to the grocery store and coming home. The Bible constantly speaks of the fact that we are living in the last days, not as we imagine the last days, but as God sees it. When we think of “last days”, we think months or weeks, or maybe even a few years, but when the Word mentions the last days, even though there are many references to the end times as we understand them, He is most often talking about the entire period of time after Jesus appeared and left to go to Heaven. As we watch the dark times that are enveloping the whole world right now, I believe that we are approaching the last days as we humans think of them, in other words, I believe the time is drawing nigh for our encounter with eternity, and that some – maybe even most – of us alive today will see it in our lifetime, possibly very soon.
Imagine the apocalyptic happenings when Heaven and His host is revealed. Mighty Angels with thunderous voices making great proclamations, intense, never-before witnessed lightnings, earthquakes, the very heavens shaken with the mighty and angry Creator of all things looking down in extreme wrath. Now imagine that the anger of this awesome Being is directed at you – when you find yourself in the unenviable position of having chosen to be His adversary because you rejected His Son. His beloved Son who had to die an excruciating death in which the very heavens were agonized, on a cross long ago just so you could be saved, but even after He went through all that, you rejected Him.
Even though Jesus was dying, hanging by the cruel nails onto that cross in what had to be excruciating pain, such was His unimaginable love for mankind – even His tormentors – His last thoughts were to pray to the Father for their forgiveness – yes, He loved them (and us) that much! His unbelievable love is the most potent force in all of creation, God Himself is Love. When a person becomes a believer in Jesus and makes the decision to follow Him, that person begins the process of immersing himself/herself in that profound universe of God’s infinite love and will forever live in His blessed presence!
We have opportunity while we’re here on earth to experience small glimpses of His love. We can see it in a dogwood bloom, or hear it on a summer evening whippoorwill song echoing through the holler. When you see a newborn fawn wobbling up to his mother in a peaceful green meadow, you see God’s handiwork. This is the world God intended for us to inhabit and enjoy, and though most who read these posts don’t get to see things like this, I’m happy to share the experience as much as my words allow. I’m happier to share the experience of knowing Jesus though. Being able to get to know Him is the most important thing in this existence, and I hope and pray the readers will do so. Get yourself ready so you don’t have to find yourself in fear and dread on that awesome day when He returns. You’ll be forever glad you did.
Now I have to go out and check on the progress of this year’s dogwood bloom – it looks to be another nice one.
And here we sit. Or lie, it really doesn’t matter. Deep down we all know something is terribly wrong, but we’ve become so accustomed to sitting around waiting for things to get better that we find ourselves expecting something that we know isn’t going to happen. We just wait around for someone else to step up to the plate, then maybe we can try to help. Problem is, we have somewhere in the neighborhood of a couple of hundred million American men sitting around waiting for some hero to emerge, and indeed if we look closely, that hero is trying to emerge – from within the heart of each of us. Listen to it!
Back in time somewhere, somehow, our genetic profile got infused with some admirable traits. Men in early America were men – brave men of integrity and honor. Since those days our desirable aspects have progressively become diluted – seriously depleted indeed – but the kernel of love for freedom is still inside us. Our problem is how to overcome the blasphemous propaganda deluge in which we are submersed. We have to wrest our attention from our pathetic worldly pursuits foisted upon us by the media to the urgency of serious threats to our nation’s very existence. Is our desire for a new pickup truck and boat more important than our expectation for there to be a free country for our kids to inherit? Is the super bowl and its vile commercial accoutrements worth more of our time than a Sunday morning with our family in service to the God who blessed us with our prosperous (though too often decadent) and certainly undeserved lifestyles?
In case you’ve been asleep for a long while, our government has become occupied by what are increasingly being revealed as hostile forces. These same forces are the ones responsible for the destruction of our cities and our uncontrolled border – it’s all part of their plan to destroy our God-fearing nation. Connect the dots and you’ll find other nefarious plots and acts such as health and pharmaceutical efforts which have questionable value.
Our congress has been taken over almost completely by these same people who instruct the members to pass legislation which no longer in any way represents the interests of the country they were elected to represent. It’s hard to find any legislation processed within the last few years that reflects the interests of the AMERICAN PEOPLE. I remember some time ago, when the government was at an impasse over the budget and no business at all could be attended by the congress, yet they still managed to eke out some kind of resolution opposing disparaging a foreign country. Couldn’t do squat for America though. Wealthy corporate PAC donors for sure, but never for Joe the Plumber. Other nations – well, the ones with money absolutely, but no longer any legislation to help working American people.
We are watching the inevitable disintegration of what was probably the greatest of nations. The whole world once looked to the US as the preeminent leader of the world. We were respected as being an honorable nation populated with honorable people. What happened? In my humble opinion, some time ago, perhaps around 1913, our leaders revealed themselves to be susceptible to bribery. Over the years, this shortcoming has only grown worse – like some grotesque malignancy – and has proven to be the primary reason for the downfall of American society. Our congress and executive are captive to malevolent forces that are beyond our ability to control – individually. I don’t know about anyone else, but I’m very tired of the video soap opera of one-upmanship that passes for congressional activity nowadays. Wow! Just look at how Kennedy gave that Mayorkas the what for! Or how Rand Paul butchered Fauci. To what end? Seriously people! The people’s legislature is reduced to congressional reality TV and congresspeople relish the roles.
Everyone knows there is strength in numbers. Alone we cannot hope to arrest America’s plunge into the abyss, but with sufficient numbers, especially with American veterans and patriots on board, we can face, and defeat this scourge. We have to recognize and admit to ourselves that it exists though, and then muster up the courage to fight it. We must recognize that the sinister forces who have brought us here intend to destroy our nation, our children’s future, and then we must resolve to defeat it. Whatever it takes.
Always remember that, regardless of media and government propaganda narratives, there is a distinction between loyalty to the government and patriotism to the country. In fact, that distinction is the very reason the constitution was written and endorsed! Our founders realized that a government could become corrupted and so they set up a legal means to overcome such corruption and tyranny.
How can we begin to fight this battle? There are some choices before us, some will require us to put aside differences, especially as pertains to race – white and black and brown America must stop allowing evil forces to divide us. Pay attention – when the mass media start hammering the airwaves with news stories that divide the races, we can be assured that there is a serious need for distraction from whatever nefarious behavior is afoot. I remember the Vietnam days and how each time the war protests started to become uncontrollable, the news stories became about race issues, and sure enough, gullible Americans were suffering the Watts riots and countless news stories impugning black men which our carefully nurtured racist communities were quick to devour. Sure enough, our collective attention was miraculously turned to the race bait instead of the war. We have to stop letting them do this – we need to be willing to disregard such obvious division and stay focused together!
Personally, I’m a 70-year-old white hillbilly from a southern white background, and if I followed my forebears, I’d probably be a member of the John Birch group, but fortunately many years ago, with the help of the Almighty, I became able to see through the propaganda – it wasn’t easy and I made lots of enemies along the way. But after everything is said and done, Martin Luther King is among the greatest of my heroes. I learned much from figures like Malcolm X and Ghandi. I think I learned most, especially about honor and bravery, from our founding fathers. I learned long ago that these guys were willing to put it all on the line for what they believed. We need guys like that today! We can have discussions about their views on slavery and other issues in another forum, but right now I implore all Americans of every color to come together to act and do what each of us can do to save our country. Trust me, the people in control do not want that. We must come to the realization that there is room here for every one of every color. Brotherly love must prevail against the forces that teach and espouse hatred. Remember, we all have issues we’d like to see addressed, such as racism, militarism, etc., but we’ll never be able to properly resolve these issues until the people of this nation regain control of our government.
There is a movement we should support – it’s growing by leaps and bounds – called Our Country Our Choice. If you agree that this country is headed in the wrong direction, you should look into it, as this promises to offer a solution to many of our ills. The organization is headed by one Douglas MacGregor, a retired Army Colonel who served as advisor in the Trump administration. Our Country Our Choice (OCOC), as far as I know, does not endorse, or at least hasn’t yet, any political figure(s), and specifically refuses donations from politically motivated groups or lobbies. It looks like a viable path to regain our nation’s sovereignty and I strongly urge American men, women, and especially veterans to get up off your ass and get involved – this thing is not going to work without all of our help. OCOC urges all demographics to get on board with this movement – it is solely for the benefit of the American people – not lobby groups or politicians.
Colonel MacGregor has an extensive military background. He is adept in governing and is smart enough to get the right people into the positions where they can be most effective. The organization has already recognized the futility of trying to improve our lot without the help of Providence, and has a chaplain, Pastor Casey, in the leadership of OCOC. Bingo! If God is with us, who can stand against us? I exhort all who see this missive to look into OCOC and join and support the organization, financially and spiritually.
No one is attempting to imply that OCOC will be able to solve all of our problems. Some of the issues that await attention are profound and will require time and effort to properly address. What is certain is that we have issues on the table that cannot be resolved within the current structures of our government – in fact they actually seem to be in place to prevent just and fair resolution. OCOC may not be the exact instrument that will get the US back onto the rails, but it’s a start. If people are informed and still refuse to act, then maybe they deserve whatever form of slavery the powers that be levy upon them. But their children don’t.
We have a mandate from the Supreme Law of the Land. When in the course of human events…
Pass on this info about OCOC to every God-fearing patriot you know. Make sure all the ex-military folks you know hear about it. The compromised people in DC do not represent this old vet!
There’s a pair of smallish work boots in the spare bedroom and a few other knick-knacks she left when she was last here. There’s a big smile she left in my heart too. It’s mine now and it will always be, and it’s one of the few things that hasn’t been claimed by cobwebs. Literal and figurative cobwebs – but those ginkgo supplements do help. I doubt if she thinks about this old Ozark farm very often these days.
Maybe someday my fond memories of her will fade like everything else seems to as I arrive at a stage of my journey through this existence I used to consider to be life. Having turned seventy years old last year, I guess I’ve finally come to realize life isn’t what I once thought it is supposed to be – in a way it’s sort of disappointing, but in another way, it’s sort of a relief. I no longer have to try and live up to a lot of the expectations I always felt I needed to achieve. In a way, it’s like taking a burden of pride off my shoulders. Priorities change. Many unfulfilled dreams have long been packed away – mostly in silent corners of outbuildings, likely never to be reopened, never to be realized, nor indeed remembered, once I take that last hike. Anyways, most of those expectations were those I placed on myself, so I’m free to discard them at will.
On the brighter side, there are some advantages to arriving at geezerhood. Things that used to be so important to me now seem to carry less significance. I’m able to “zoom out” and get an albeit belated, fresh perspective. I’m sure she’ll get there someday too, but for now she’s in that glorious process of spreading those precious little wings – I remember that phase of my own life, and that of my daughters, and at the most significant level – as it should be – I’m able to excuse her for having left me to wipe a tear away once in a while as I reflect on tidbits of her presence with me – like those dusty work boots. And that priceless smile.
She’s away in college and life is undoubtedly teaching her those lessons us aged creatures have learned through the years, and when she gets to the point in life where I am, she’ll surely understand that the lessons she learned outside the classroom are among the most important of them all. I hope some of the things she learned out in the woods when those boots were on her feet will be among them. Of course, she’d never be caught wearing work boots where she is now – we bought them for her when she was up here on the farm visiting. They kept her feet warm and saved her toes from accidentally dropped firewood as she helped me with chores. Maybe she’ll make it back up here while I’m still around. What a lift for this old heart to see her!
I remember when we lived out in Colorado when she was just a pup. Her family lived with me then, in fact she and her mom had lived with me since she was born. She was maybe four or five years old. Around Pueblo where we lived, there isn’t much rain – it’s semi-arid prairie country – but we did get some rain in the spring and it filled up ditches and holes, only to rapidly evaporate when the blazing Southern Colorado sun returned. The creatures of the prairie take advantage of the sparse rainfall, mostly in reproductive pursuits, and little frogs lay thousands of eggs in every water hole – eggs which would quickly hatch. We had one such waterhole in a ditch about a quarter of a mile down the dirt road from our place, and one day after a recent rain, she and I happened to walk by it and saw thousands of tiny tadpoles struggling in the muddy but still precious water. By the time we saw them, the sun was already beating mercilessly on the rapidly drying terrain, and I casually mentioned to her that those little guys wouldn’t make it because the hole would dry up before they got grown. Later that day and for the next several days I watched as she put a five-gallon bucket on her little wagon and filled it with water from the garden hose and a little biped mammal trudged down the road to pour it in the puddle so the diminutive baby amphibians could survive. What a heart God put in that little angel!
Her mom got married to a fine young fellow and they eventually got a family started and moved away – tore a big chunk out of my old ticker to have to part with them. These days she goes to college and plays the clarinet in the college wind orchestra. She picked it up in high school and got really good at it. For anyone who might get the impression that I’m bragging on my granddaughter, well ok I am, so I’ll add that in her senior year in the Lufkin high school she made first chair in the all-Texas State band. I guess that means she was the best high school clarinet player in the whole state.
Here in the Ozarks the dogwoods are about to open out their blooms, I expect in about three weeks. Their buds are swelling, and the woods are going to come alive with rivers of snow-white flowers flowing brightly along all the roads. Weather conditions in the spring vary with rainfall, late cold spells, and such, so some years the blooms are more extravagant than others. Though they are always pretty, a couple of years ago we had a really spectacular bloom. Up until then, I had never seen such a beautiful sight in the woods. It’s just impossible to describe – there’s a touching emotional component to such a sight. It really puts you in a mood to tell God how much you appreciate His grace for giving us things like that on this old earth. Alyssa wasn’t here to see it, and pictures just don’t do it justice. Maybe on some spring break down the road she’ll make it here to enjoy a dogwood bloom. I get this mental image of her wearing her bulky work boots out in the woods, watching in silence and awe as a spring breeze gently caresses those boughs of snowy decadence. That smile of hers would shine for sure!
I have to close here and get to some spring chores. Though I love her and miss her, at my age I understand how life works, and with the wonderful company of two of my daughters, a few precious in-and-out grandkids, a great son-in-law, and my beloved dogs I’m not really lonely. Alyssa has a boyfriend now and lots of things going on in her world. She’ll (hopefully) finish college and get on with her life as an adult, maybe raise some kids of her own, and who knows? I might still be around to enjoy them every now and then.
But for now, there’s firewood to split and a garden to till – life in the Ozarks goes on.
His name is Aaron Bushnell. If you haven’t heard of him by now, just google his name and you’ll find his story. It’s about the tragic act of one of the bravest, most sincere human beings of our time. The mainstream media isn’t saying much about him because they have their orders. I’m sure that will change as soon as TPTB give them whatever narrative they come up with. The U.S. government isn’t saying much, because they too, have their orders. No matter though, his story is out there, and nothing TPTB can do will shut it down.
The world has a focus now. The whole world. Arabs, Russians, Chinese, the ROW, and even Americans. We should have already had a focus, but to our eternal shame, we have studiously avoided looking at the massacre taking place in Gaza. At least most Americans have. Now Aaron Bushnell has now shoved it right into the faces of even the most determinedly ignorant. The U.S. military and the government are heavily involved in supplying weapons to the monstrous “most moral army in the world” to kill tens of thousands of innocents, women and children, doctors, medical workers, journalists. These innocents are also being denied food and water. Some infants have starved to death already, and they are trying to starve them all. A U.S. Air Force member finally stood up tall and said “ENOUGH”! He has brought about one of those “Have you no shame?” moments into our history, and God willing, it will play out.
You can bet the bad guys are busy concocting stories right now. They’re combing his hometown newspaper, his high school yearbook, and any other source(s) of information with which they can find anything with which they can smear his reputation. Maybe at some time in his life he saw a counsellor, or had a therapist, so he can be sold as some kind of psycho. Maybe he had some kind of run in with the authorities so he can be pedaled as a criminal miscreant. Anything to distract the public from the genocide of the Palestinians to which he brought the attention of the world. And the absolutely unbelievable way he did it.
This will be reminiscent of Colin Kaepernick and the thrashing he took for trying to get people’s attention to the extraordinary police brutality on black people. He knelt during the national anthem prior to football games. The media went into overdrive to discredit him. By the time they were through, Colin lost his football career. The mainstream narrative completely avoided what he was trying to get across and changed it all to how he disrespected the American Flag, and the citizenry bought it, hook line and sinker. That was the real travesty. The man was publicly denied his first Amendment right to free speech and “patriotic” Americans supported it. Aaron Bushnell’s narrative won’t be so easily twisted.
The story of Aaron Bushnell has already gone around the world several times, and it has only been a few days. Try as they might to suppress his act, the Zionist-controlled media doesn’t stand a snowman’s chance of getting a lid on it. They don’t want the world to understand too much about the Zionist genocide in Gaza, the travesty for which Aaron gave his life to inform the world. Even the dumbed-down Americans. It’s working. He immolated himself at the Israeli Embassy in protest of the Gaza genocide. Our focus now is to keep the fire burning that he so selflessly lit.
This media is the same one that told us of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq, that everyone must, at the risk of their livelihoods, take a vaccine that has been proven to be not a vaccine at all and that kills people. This media promulgated a story of some terrorists who couldn’t fly a Piper cub navigating sophisticated passenger planes across country and into buildings. This media told us of Assad’s chemical attack on Dhouma, – proven to be a lie by the very organization tasked with investigating it. These are the people who have told us for two years that the Russians are losing the war in The Ukraine and that President Putin is terminally ill, gay, falls down stairs and craps himself, etc.
We must not allow the Zionist liars to change the Bushnell narrative away from Gaza, for that will now be the assignment of every tentacle of the mainstream media. This old hillbilly’s suggestion is to turn the TV off and quit watching any of the network news programs. They are conniving and duplicitous and they know how to deceive you in so many ways, if you’re not completely onto them, they’ll have you believing your children need sex changes in the name of global warming. If you have a grandfather who watches the Zionist tripe that passes for news, tell him how he’s being misled. Show him how to find alternative news sites.
For believers in Jesus who read this, you should be able to see and understand the degree of evil to which the murderers in Palestine have devolved. Yes, there are “churches” here in the USA who fully support this nation and the depredations of the IOF. These are the self-righteous vipers who have convinced themselves of their virtuosity, but Jesus will tell them that He never knew them. Depart from Me. I never knew you. The alternative to being with Jesus is being in the eternal fires of hell. The fire that took the life of Aaron Bushnell only lasted a few moments, but the fires of hell will be for all eternity folks, so you might want to take a second look at who you are supporting.
It’s up to each and every one of us to do our utmost to reclaim our nation. The same can be said for all other nations who are currently under the control of these vile monsters. We can start by sharing what we know with those who don’t know what’s going on. It’s the least we can do for the memory of Aaron Bushnell. He gave his life to support innocent people; gave his life! Not a lot of people throughout history have given their lives for others. I can think of One, though. Aaron Bushnell died a horrible death to try and drive home the fact that the most insidious act of murder in all of history is happening – are you listening to what he said?
As a frigid dawn breaks across the winter sky, what’s left of my family huddles together in this wretchedly cold farmhouse trying to keep warm against another invasion of the incessant north wind. We knew for years there’d be a war, but few of us could have imagined the severity of it, especially for the few who survived the “war”, and especially this far out from a major city. This old house almost burned down, but we were able to save enough of it so that we can survive. If you want to call this survival.
For years it seems that people had been hearing of all the rich and connected folks who got busy building bunkers and stocking them with supplies intended to tide them over when the inevitable happened. They expected to go into their holes and sit tight watching movies and playing video games until such time as it would become safe to slither out and supposedly resume their entitled lives in which whatever few survivors would be waiting with adulation and fanfare to greet them. Yes, they were that deluded. Now that those few begin to see signs of their emergence, great fanfare isn’t exactly what the sick and hungry survivors have in mind.
Some of the larger refuges were intended to house government officials and their families, so they were excavated to facilitate relatively large numbers of people. Huge underground shelters made with reinforced concrete were designed to house any and all who might be required to provide for a preposterously planned continuity of government in a post-apocalyptic scenario. I personally believe they were all building their tombs.
When the bunkers were being built, multitudes of “commoners” were involved – truckers, construction hands, plumbers, electricians, welders, etc., who were never intended to be – nor did they become, part of the inhabitants of said shelters, just the labor used to build them. Were all of these people expected to forget where the bunkers were located? Where the entrances, water supplies, and air vents were, and how to excavate the holes they already dug once? Just what were those entitled individuals thinking?
As we try and patch up the holes in our crumbling walls and the ever-present hunger pangs gnaw at our very souls, we reflect on that somber autumn morning when the world turned upside-down. As I was outside tending the livestock, there were ominous rumblings, almost like the thunderous sonic booms some of us remember from back when technology reached the threshold where airplanes could fly faster than the speed of sound. I’m not sure they realized there would be window-shattering sonic booms until those fast jet planes started flying faster than sound. Anyways, when the big bombs started going off, that’s the first thing that came to mind, but only briefly. It didn’t take a lot of dot-connecting to realize what was afoot.
We always thought of times when the power would go out, but when it finally happened, the actuality of it hit home. Wow! Not only did it go out, but deep down we knew it would never come back on. When our enemies overseas finally got enough of the threats and pillaging by the western world and lit off the orbiting satellites containing EMP producing devices, we stepped through the door of destruction, our world caught on fire, power lines, automobiles, and just about everything with an electrical coil simply burst into flames. Huge conflagrations started everywhere there were wire fences, electrical power lines, transformers, substations, or anything made of wire kindled the near-complete destruction of developed nations. We ran inside and after frantically putting out the fires, we could only wait and wonder if we were about to be vaporized. Considering what our lives have devolved to, it would have been more merciful if we had. The cold nights are almost too much to bear.
The worst part of all this is the fact that no one knows the extent of the destruction. Did Washington DC get annihilated? How many of our big cities got wiped out? Communications are completely obliterated. There were a few folks around who everyone considered to be nuts that were known as preppers. Some of them kept CB radios, but most of them got fried in the EMP. A precious few survived, but it’s next to impossible to get to them to find out what they might know. Most information that does get through is of little help anyway. From the looks of our situation, it seems that our nation as we knew it is gone for good. I guess we “lost” the war, but our enemies devastated and contaminated the landscape to the extent that they won’t be sending a “conquering army” over here anytime soon. Nevertheless, the “preppers” have since become folk heroes everywhere there are survivors looking for a bowl of beans.
Radiation is everywhere and will be for a long time, it’s the primary concern for everyone who might have survived and is still breathing. Most of the living are – or have been – terribly sick from radiation poisoning, but a few seem to be immune to it. Maybe they’re the ones who pray – that’s the only explanation I can think of. I ran into one of these types who was among the very most prepared of the preppers. Before everything went south, he bought an old diesel pickup truck and completely gutted the electrical system. No battery, no starter. He parks it on a hill so he can start it by getting it rolling and popping the clutch. It works, but fuel is scarce, so he only uses it for essential things like hauling wood.
We only have a few chickens left, the goat got sick and died, and out of nine dogs on the farm, we have a couple left, but they’re sick a lot. We eat, and are thankful for, a lot of squirrels and rabbits. We’re fortunate enough to have a spring on the property, and what few neighbors we have left come over braving the outdoor air to fill bottles and jugs from it. So far, I guess the water’s ok, at least no one is getting sick from it so far. We were only marginal preppers, but we did have the foresight to stock up on a bit of extra food, but I really think we’re just postponing the inevitable. But then, who knows? We like to imagine that by some miracle we can be evacuated to a safe place, but in reality, we don’t even know if there are any safe places anywhere. Sort of like not so long ago when the people of Gaza undoubtedly imagined that some great nation would come to their rescue during their holocaust, but much to the shame of the world, that didn’t happen either.
For years, some scientists maintained that a nuclear exchange would precipitate what they called a nuclear winter. Even though as a result of the pandemic and green revolution and a lot of other nonsense, most of what passed for science came to be revealed as a bunch of malarkey, I guess they got the nuclear winter part right, because we are well into what should have been spring, but it’s desperately cold! I really miss having a weather forecast to look at, but there are none anymore, and there probably won’t be, especially the weather discussions that depended on satellites – they’ve obviously all been destroyed. We have to go back to the old way such as “red sky in morning…”
There’s no internet anymore, no microwave ovens, no running water. I saved every blanket and quilt I could get my hands on for years, and they are certainly coming in handy now. There’s no music, no television, no football games. No one knows how Kim Kardashian is doing, nor do they care. Much of our former life has been revealed for the useless nonsense it was. It’s hard to remember how we cared for things that really matter, or if we did at all. It was all about new cars, boats, flights to vacation spots, and a thousand other things that don’t mean squat now. We actually sat in front of CNN on the TV and believed all the lies they spoon fed everybody as if there would be no tomorrow with which to reckon.
There’s a tiny rivulet running from where our spring comes out of the ground. I watch it a lot these days, because if it dries up, we’re going to be in serious trouble. As I sit out here breathing what could be contaminated air (I’ve been so sick I really don’t even care anymore), watching that tiny trickle of life-giving water, I search my heart and continually ask myself, “What could I have done to help prevent this?” Hundreds of millions of human beings have been destroyed, killed, vaporized – with their bones strewn across the land. Huge cities, once thriving metropolises, now are no more than huge smoldering craters, with innumerable ghosts looking on, each and every one asking themselves, “What could I have done…?”
Take a good look at the picture above. It’s Mike Pence in January 2024, well into the Gaza genocide. He’s in the occupied territory showing fealty to what a growing number of social media refer to as the Satanic Death Cult. He’s putting his name on an artillery shell. The slaughter of the innocents had been going on for several months by the time of this horrid signing, so he did it knowing well that this ammunition will likely be used by “the most moral army in the world” to massacre innocent terrified peasants in Gaza. This hideous act is a very damning admission of his approval and support for the evil genocide being inflicted upon the innocent men, women, and children of Palestine.
This is the same Mike Pence who made his bones posing as a Christian to court the hypocrite vote when he ran for and became governor of Indiana. I lived in Indiana when he was governor and it was easy to tell he was a fraud even back then, at least to myself and other people who bother to open their Bibles. I could not for the life of me understand why anyone even remotely associated with Christianity could support him, but I guess I underestimated the power of hypocrisy. And don’t take that to mean I’m a Trump supporter, because I’m certainly not. He has shown his own disgusting fealty to the same evil entity.
As Pence writes his name on a genocide weapon, Jesus may well be concurrently blotting that same name out of the Lamb’s Book of Life (if by chance it’s still in there), but Pence obviously doesn’t consider that. The Lamb’s Book of Life is the one in which we true Christians want our name to be, for one’s name in that book is Jesus’ requirement for entry into Heaven. Though he might claim otherwise to hypocritical voters, Mike Pence cannot possibly believe in Jesus. Only the most self-deluded of hypocrites would believe he is a religious man. His autograph on the weapon that he has to know will be used to kill innocent people is proof. There may be some shekels involved in this public signing and selling of his soul, indeed, money and power are important to him as they are to all of his political ken who studiously avoid truth.
Mike Pence is revealing himself to be all about Mike Pence and nothing else matters. Even the lives of innocent little children don’t matter. He can’t fool true Christians however, only hypocrites. People of his ilk and Nikky Haley’s and so many others are religious all for show, but sadly there are way too many people who know so little about the Lord as to believe these could possibly be righteous people. Oh, and Nikki Haley, aka Nimarata Randhawa, likes to sign weapons that will be used to slaughter hungry children, too.
Assume that, as is quite likely, this artillery shell will be fired into a civilian apartment building, or a hospital and it kills a child. Maybe several children, or maybe several defenseless women and kids are wounded, losing arms and legs by this very shell with the eminent Nimarata’s or Mike Pence’s name on it. The above photos and a piece of shrapnel with either of their names on it, maybe dug out of some mangled two-year-old’s chest, will be exhibits A and B before the Judgement throne, and it will be the very last thing in all of eternity that either of them will want to see as they stand trembling before the Almighty. Pence will wish for that merry day of January Six a few years back at the capitol when he was scurrying for his life. It is an understatement to say God will be very angry and that will be a fearful and awesome sight to behold, the very Heavens will be shaking, and Mike Pence will be horrified with unimaginable fear to stand before the living God trying to come up with a reasonable sounding excuse for selling his soul and voting with his own signature to support the holocaust of innocents in Gaza. Although he’s as adept as any other politician at lying, he won’t be able to weasel his way out of what’s coming to him. Justice will be served and unless he repents, it won’t be pretty for Mike Pence (for all eternity), or any of the other vipers like those in the U.S. congress who almost all voted against a cease fire resolution. Had it passed, such a resolution might have saved some lives, or may have had no practical effect, but such was their eagerness to flatter and fawn over their Zionist masters with their whorish servitude, they dared not vote for a ceasefire. These people are out of touch with the populace and deluded such that they have no idea how they embarrass and disgust a rapidly growing number of American people. Truly repugnant behavior. The lucre holds their loyalty fast for now, but guaranteed retribution inevitably awaits them all. Both the shekelers and the shekelees. Please excuse my analogy to snakes, serpents have done nothing to deserve such a comparison.
Since we’re at this point, can you identify the difference between the subjects in the following pictures of a) garter snakes, and b) the US Congress in joint session?
Answer: The serpents in the top picture are not venomous.
By now all of humanity is aware that some of the most innocent peasant folk in the world are being terrified and slaughtered in Gaza. Little children there are literally being starved to death! Medicine isn’t allowed in for the wounded and medical people (who are also being selectively targeted) and operations are being performed even on little kids, screaming in intense pain without anesthesia. The IOF is busily murdering women and children in churches, schools and hospitals. Such is their thirst for blood, they even shoot their own unarmed soldiers who escape captivity. Some have marched near-naked “captives” round the dirt and rubble piles of Gaza and torturing them. The demons in control of the occupational government won’t allow food or medicine, or even water, to be brought in so that some of the Gazans might survive. Over ten thousand arrested Palestinians languish, incarcerated without charges, tortured in occupation prisons. If the reports are accurate, more journalists have been (intentionally) killed in that open-air prison during these past few months than were killed in all of WWII all over Europe and Asia. The IOF has adopted the habit of dropping leaflets or otherwise getting word to the Gazans to leave an area and to go a safe location at X, and when the refugees go to X they get bombed there. This has happened on more than one occasion.
The synagogue of Satan is in firm control (for now), and the world watches. The official U.S. government position is that in spite of the hours and hours of footage showing the massacre and carnage and blood, there is “no evidence” of genocide taking place in Gaza, per Blinken, Sullivan, Matthews, Kirby, et. al. WHAT!!?? I’m a determined Christian and love Jesus with all my heart, but these liars can tax anyone’s determination. It’s near impossible for decent people to stomach. I fervently pray for God’s Mighty Hand to intervene in the occupied territories! And in Washington D.C. ESPECIALLY IN WASHINGTON D.C.! At some point it will, but for now we have to wait for all the Mike Pences to sign their own eternity away in whatever way they choose to do it. And as hard as it is, Jesus told us to be patient. He also said His sheep hear His voice, so patient we must be. The evil ones have to finish revealing themselves, so when judgement time comes, they don’t have any excuse, because everyone in Heaven and on earth will know full well by their insidious actions which side each of them chose.
Erdogan of Turkey condemns the evil being perpetrated upon the Gazans. He and the Turkish people would do more to help if they could, but he is in a precarious position. He has been speaking out against the genocide by the IDF and you’d think he’s probably working behind the scenes to try and help Gaza but is limited as to what he can do without massively escalating the situation. Other Arab nations stand by looking, talking a lot of trash, but in reality, they are just waiting for the Gazans all to die. King Abdullah of Jordan is a pathetic western puppet and will not lift a finger, unless it’s to help the occupiers. He put out a video of himself pushing aid bundles off from a cargo plane over Gaza, but it was pure PR as a few pallets of foodstuffs weren’t going to make much, if any difference, but his air force helped to shoot down Iranian drones that were headed to Israel. Sisi in Egypt is about like Abdullah, just with less bluster. A lot of folks say he’s a western puppet and it sure looks like he is. MBS in Saudi Arabia is at least refusing to normalize relations with the synagogue while they are murdering Gazans, but not much else. The only people in the world who are helping the poor Gazans besides Hamas are the Hezbollah guys and Houthis (Ansar Allah) and some competent militant groups in Syria and Iraq. The leaders in Iran seem to be helping as much as they can without having to fight the entire west. The Islamic Republic of Iran and its IRGC has proven to be brave and stalwart in the face of some nasty enemies. I had become a fan of Iranian President Raisi (RIP) and Hezbollah Secretary Nasrallah and Speaker Obaida of Hamas and General Saree of Yemen. I can’t leave out Christians around the world who pray as I do for the Gazans – that’s important in many ways, too. We must keep praying for the Lord to show mercy on them! Our government certainly isn’t going to help them. It’s as if Henry Kissinger and Sheldon Adelson’s ghosts still direct our foreign policy. They don’t do mercy. They only do money. As the congresswoman Ilhan Omar said, “It’s all about the Benjamins.”
When all this is said and done, the world will recognize the Houthis, Hamas, and Hezbollah guys as the real heroes, regardless of propaganda to the contrary. Think of the allies who liberated the Nazi camps. Even though they are Islamic peoples, they show more Christ-like compassion than American, British, French, or German governments. Of the ones who will have proven to be villains, there are too many to name, Biden, Grima Blinken, Austin, Sholtz, Macron, Netanyahu, Gallant (what an ironically misnamed creature), the entire U.S. congress, and of course, Sunak of the UK are just a few. But on the Day that counts, most of the members of the mega church congregations also will find out too late that the Lord Jesus doesn’t approve of their fealty to His enemies, He has said He will tell them He doesn’t even know them. They will find themselves to be regarded among the worst of the villains.
It goes against Christian theology to kill, but whether the resistance groups are guilty of sin for taking up the sword to help save the poor Gazans, will be for God to decide. From the level of protests, a lot of the people of most western countries are on the moral side of history, but not their bought-and-paid-for governments. The governments are all controlled by the synagogue with the shekel, and/or Epstein’s little black book.
I’m a Christian, American Navy veteran and am appalled at the behavior of my government. Not only should we remember Mordor’s attack on the USS Liberty, any sane moral person should be equally appalled at the behavior of all the American evangelical groups who choose to be ignorant hypocrites and who probably still think there is a difference between Democrats and Republicans. Though they pack the pews of their respective temples of evil on Sundays, they refuse to listen to Jesus when He says the pit of vipers who call themselves Jews are NOT Jews, but are a synagogue of Satan. They’re blaspheming by even claiming to be Jews, but the “faithful” congregations of vipers in America’s mega churches still support them full tilt. ‘This war is prophetically significant’: why US evangelical Christians support Israel | Evangelical Christianity | The Guardian You will pay dearly for your chosen ignorance, folks. Chosen ignorance, because you don’t read your own Bible, but rely on millionaire whitewashed sepulchers like John Hagee or Kenneth Copeland or Joel Osteen and so many others of their ilk to instruct you on how to best show your fealty – to Satan. The American “church” industry is probably Satan’s greatest weapon. Imagine! All the demons of hell dwell in ornate temples of blasphemy in the great congregations who nod and echo their support for perverse doctrines and for the appalling murder of innocents. How can these “believers” possibly twist and mangle the scriptures to come up with some misguided precept that allows them to support the murder of innocent children? This goes against everything Jesus Christ taught, and, contrary to what they teach to justify their fealty, it has nothing whatsoever to do with God’s promises to Abraham!
Sadly, the unbelievers or even those of other religions see the behavior of “Christians” like the hypocrites in the mega churches and it just reinforces their belief that Christianity is an evil religion. They know about the crusades and the Inquisition, and other historic deviations of the church, so what the evangelicals are doing today fit right in with their skepticism of the Christian religion. One day real Christians will suffer because of this repugnant behavior. But I guess that’s part of the plan.
American universities are being told what they can and cannot teach or allow on their campuses by billionaires from the synagogue, and the federal and state governments adamantly enforce their edicts. These people would gladly sign their names right alongside Mike Pence’s. In fact, in their own way they are. If someone in the pit of vipers of congress were to muster up enough courage to speak up about billionaires gaining control of American education, they might find their own shekels getting cut off, or worse, get Epsteined, so they all remain blissfully silent. There will come a time, and hopefully it’s not that far off when the people of this nation will realize these demon-possessed elites would not be billionaires if they hadn’t stolen their wealth from Americans through financial chicanery and intrigue, (such as in 1913 – Google how deviously the Federal Reserve Act was passed) and maybe Americans will someday decide to take it back. Stage a popular asset seizure to give the people back their stolen wealth. If the money stolen by crooked bankers, pharma, and insurance corporations were given back to America, we probably wouldn’t have a national debt. Our cities might get cleaned up, drug addicts could become able to get help, and we could start resembling a properly run nation, like say, Russia, or Iran.
Before anyone gets the wrong idea as to how I feel about real Jews, as a follower of Christ, I am a proud adopted son of Father Abraham. I personally think King David was probably the greatest mortal monarch ever and would have been a fantastic leader of our nation. God knows we need one. He has my greatest admiration for his righteous servitude to God. Further, I genuinely believe God has a special place in His heart for the Jews who accept Jesus Christ. I’m perfectly ok with that and not a bit envious. The 144,000 Jews who come to believe in Jesus are the ones referred to as the Bride of Christ and I’m happy for them, but it will be a hard-earned title. The real Jews, even the ones who practice Judaism, mostly seem to renounce the behavior of the murderous Talmudic cult in the Holy Land. In fact, the true Jewish people around the world are as appalled at this genocide as us who believe we are adopted sons. The demons doing this evil, as Jesus said, ARE NOT JEWS! Stop letting Satanic mouthpieces like Judas Hagee convince you they are. That the Zionists of European descent have taken over the Jewish identity has to be the greatest identity theft in all of history! Now they are set about doing everything possible to make the whole world hate the real Jews, many of whom are mostly innocent in all this. Many Jews even in the occupied territory are protesting the genocide at great risk to themselves. Kudos to them. As for Benjamin Netanyahu – whether he is actually an evil incarnation of Shrek or just looks like him, the villagers will catch up with him one day – the torches and pitchforks already seem to be coming out in Tel Aviv.
It’s important to understand the words of the apostle Paul when he said the great Day of the Lord would not come until the man of sin is revealed, the son of perdition [2 Thessalonians 2:3]. This means that the man of sin will someday be revealed, specifically the anti-Christ, but there are many other men of sin being revealed. There will be no more hiding an evil person’s culpability, in fact, they are now out in the open with their evil – being revealed, or better yet, revealing themselves (see above Mike Pence and Nikki Haley photos). The “being revealed” part of the prophecy is happening right now! The whole world is able to see what’s going down and all who support it. The Congress of the U.S. openly votes to support genocide. The president publicly vowed to support it and it’s unquestionably the most insidiously evil event of modern times. The government of the United States of America is sending weapons as fast as it can to provide for the slaughter! They are publicly taking sides with this astonishing evil. Being revealed indeed! The other important thing to consider about the apostle Paul’s prophecy is that once this revelation has taken place, the Day of the Lord at any moment could then be upon us. Make no mistake, we will see justice done when He gets back! Another thing to keep in mind is that time means nothing to God. He is eternal, so the time that Jesus has been away to Him must be like us running to the grocery store and coming home. The two thousand years He’s been gone is but a moment in time to Him. It seems like it’s taking a long time and to us it is, but to Him, it’s but a moment. In reality, right now He’s giving everyone time to choose a side.
There will come a Day when justice will be served. Count on it. On that Day, everyone in those big churches will finally understand what Jesus meant about the gate being wide that leads to destruction. The self-deceived “faithful” in the pews of blasphemous congregations will be just as damned as drug dealers and those who make their living murdering or selling human beings – actually more so, because they, of all people should have known better. Probably more so, because the latter ones at least don’t claim to be righteous like the hypocrites in the big mega churches. Imagine it! These people openly support the sworn enemies of Jesus Christ, yet at the same time try to claim Christianity! The astonishing hypocrisy of these people is one of the greatest sources of America’s ills. As for the “shepherds” of these flocks, when God gets through with them, I’m certain these false prophets will envy Mike Pence for whatever punishment he gets.
We should not hate Mike Pence or Nikki Haley for their evil acts. However, a Christian can be mad at a person and hate a detestable act such as signing a bomb destined to kill innocent people without hating the person doing it. That’s a fine line to walk, but an important one. It’s especially tough though, when these people do things like they do in the name of God. Hate the sin but love the sinner.
What can we do? We must do what Jesus said, repent of our own wrongdoing and set about serving Him by loving Him and loving our fellow human beings. Imagine what a different world we could have if everyone spent as much time trying to help one another as they spend trying to destroy each other! Decent people are up against a powerful enemy and cannot defeat him on our own, and we need to stop acting like we think we can, or worse, ignoring him. He has overtaken governments of the world – most of them. Certainly ours. We must diligently seek Jesus Christ’s help – it’s the only way, and He promised us He would take care of things if we only put our trust in Him. Get baptized. Get to know our Lord Jesus Christ. And always remember the love of money is the root of all evil. Evil like putting your name on a weapon that will kill innocents for thirty pieces of silver.
I hope this post will be of encouragement to Christians of the narrow gate who might feel left out for not believing the false teachings of the rampant and highly monetized evangelical groups. I also hope it sheds a little light on the beliefs of real Christians, what Christ actually teaches, especially to our Islamic brethren who would benefit mightily from learning the nature of true Christians.
