For a great door and effectual is opened unto me, and there are many adversaries. 1 Corinthians 16:9
My brilliant ones … I tell you that there is indeed a great and effectual door opened at this time: press through, go through, advance and do not look back.
There are those that will oppose, there are those that are opposing and there will always be those that will set their heart against My desires and My purposes. Prepare yourselves. Seek My Face. Call upon My Name. Press into Me and My purposes.
Then follow Me, follow the path that leads to the poor, the broken and the downhearted. These will receive Me and these will become valiant warriors in My army. Like you, they have nothing to lose and everything to gain. Touch their hearts with a practical expression of love and see their lives come alive in Me.
Preach My Heart to them. Tell them of My great love. Tell them of My great purpose in drawing them close to Me. Tell them that they will become My brilliant ones as they allow Me to touch their heart and set their heart aflame with love for Me. Tell them not to give up. Tell them to keep on dreaming. Tell them I am quieter than the rain and most of all tell them that I know all their pain.
To these I will answer their heart cry with an abundance of rain, the like has never been seen before. The swords will soon begin to wrangle. Those that hate Me and despise the cross of Christ will also hate you and despise the work you do in My Name. They are clueless. Behind them are the real adversaries, those that would derail everything good and everything right. I send you as sheep among the wolves. Be ready to engage these adversaries and route them from your jurisdiction. I have given you the weapons and I will show you how to use them.
Keep following My Heart and I will lead you step by step to overcome. Overcome or be overcome. That is the state of things and you may as well train hard, for there will be many battles to fight. Seek My Face. Call upon My Name. Be and become an accurate expression of Christ in the earth.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
The Fruits Of Apostasy
Jim R. Schwiesow -- The Fruits of Apostasy
"Their works are works of iniquity, and the act of violence is in their hands. Their feet run to evil, and they make haste to shed innocent blood: their thoughts are thoughts of iniquity; wasting and destruction are in their paths. The way of peace they know not; and there is no judgment in their goings: they have made them crooked paths: whosoever goeth therein shall not know peace.” Isaiah 59: 6-8
"Their works are works of iniquity, and the act of violence is in their hands. Their feet run to evil, and they make haste to shed innocent blood: their thoughts are thoughts of iniquity; wasting and destruction are in their paths. The way of peace they know not; and there is no judgment in their goings: they have made them crooked paths: whosoever goeth therein shall not know peace.” Isaiah 59: 6-8
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
God's Measure Of Success
Success in God’s eyes is being totally fulfilled in ministering to him. Such servants aren’t striving to “make it” or seeking earthly security. They only want to know their Lord and to minister to him.
Think about the 100 prophets hidden by Obadiah (1 Kings 18:4). They lived an isolated existence in caves for at least three to four years, during a severe famine. These men had no outside ministry. They were completely out of the public’s view, forgotten by most people. They couldn’t even share in Elijah’s victory on Mount Carmel. No doubt, the world would call them failures, insignificant men who hadn’t accomplished anything.
Yet God had given these devoted servants the precious gift of time. They had days, weeks, even years to pray, study, grow and minister to the Lord. You see, God was preparing them for the day when he would release them to minister to his people. Indeed, these same men would shepherd those who returned to God under Elijah’s ministry.
Years ago, the Lord blessed me with this gift of time. Before I ever pastored a church, I went into the woods and preached to the birds and trees. I had no plans, no agenda, no dreams. I only wanted to get to know God’s heart. So I prayed daily, seeking the Lord and ministering to him. And I marked my Bible from cover to cover. I was hidden, not seen by anyone. But God knew my address all along.
My advice is, `Quit looking for ministry. Spend your time seeking God instead. He knows where to find you. He’ll summon you when he sees you are ready. Forget what others are doing. Strive to be a success at God’s throne. If you’re ministering to the Lord and praying for others, you are already a success in his eyes!’ ”
Dave Wilkerson
Think about the 100 prophets hidden by Obadiah (1 Kings 18:4). They lived an isolated existence in caves for at least three to four years, during a severe famine. These men had no outside ministry. They were completely out of the public’s view, forgotten by most people. They couldn’t even share in Elijah’s victory on Mount Carmel. No doubt, the world would call them failures, insignificant men who hadn’t accomplished anything.
Yet God had given these devoted servants the precious gift of time. They had days, weeks, even years to pray, study, grow and minister to the Lord. You see, God was preparing them for the day when he would release them to minister to his people. Indeed, these same men would shepherd those who returned to God under Elijah’s ministry.
Years ago, the Lord blessed me with this gift of time. Before I ever pastored a church, I went into the woods and preached to the birds and trees. I had no plans, no agenda, no dreams. I only wanted to get to know God’s heart. So I prayed daily, seeking the Lord and ministering to him. And I marked my Bible from cover to cover. I was hidden, not seen by anyone. But God knew my address all along.
My advice is, `Quit looking for ministry. Spend your time seeking God instead. He knows where to find you. He’ll summon you when he sees you are ready. Forget what others are doing. Strive to be a success at God’s throne. If you’re ministering to the Lord and praying for others, you are already a success in his eyes!’ ”
Dave Wilkerson
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Psalm 23:The Song Of A Passionate Heart
You probably know Psalm 23 by heart, but have you ever plunged into the spiritual depths of this well-loved portion of Scripture?
In Psalm 23: you can find real-life ways to thwart doubt and fear as you walk through King David's song verse by verse.
You will be reminded that true hope and contentment can only be found as you learn to rest under the watchful eye of your loving, trustworthy Shepherd.
1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 He restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
6 Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.
In Psalm 23: you can find real-life ways to thwart doubt and fear as you walk through King David's song verse by verse.
You will be reminded that true hope and contentment can only be found as you learn to rest under the watchful eye of your loving, trustworthy Shepherd.
1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 He restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
6 Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Tragic Ignorance
"Strangers have devoured his strength, and he knoweth it not: yea, gray hairs are here and there upon him, yet he knoweth not." (Hosea 7:9)
One of the saddest dramas in human experience is the sight of a proud and confident leader who does not realize that his once-vaunted powers have deserted him and he now appears merely weak and foolish. Mighty Samson, with his locks shorn, was a sad example of such tragic ignorance. "And he wist not that the LORD was departed from him" (Judges 16:20), so the Philistines put out his eyes and bound him with chains. So it was with the once-mighty people of Israel in the days of their deep apostasy. Hosea described their distressing condition in the graphic words of our text.
Many years later, God's chosen people exhibited an even more tragic state of pompous ignorance. Their Messiah had come to them, and they didn't know Him, even crucifying Him. God's judgment couldn't be delayed. "They shall lay thee even with the ground, and thy children within thee; and they shall not leave in thee one stone upon another; because thou knewest not the time of thy visitation" (Luke 19:44).
But perhaps the most tragic case is the church in Laodicea. This church represents all those outwardly prosperous evangelical churches that attempt to take a neutral stance on the basic conflicts of the last days. The one who is "the Amen, the faithful and true witness, the beginning of the creation of God" (Revelation 3:14) will pronounce the awful judgment. "So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth. Because thou sayest, I am rich, and increased with goods, and have need of nothing; and knowest not that thou are wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked" (vv. 16-17).
How urgently the people of God need to guard against the tragedy of arrogant ignorance!
The Institute for Creation Research
One of the saddest dramas in human experience is the sight of a proud and confident leader who does not realize that his once-vaunted powers have deserted him and he now appears merely weak and foolish. Mighty Samson, with his locks shorn, was a sad example of such tragic ignorance. "And he wist not that the LORD was departed from him" (Judges 16:20), so the Philistines put out his eyes and bound him with chains. So it was with the once-mighty people of Israel in the days of their deep apostasy. Hosea described their distressing condition in the graphic words of our text.
Many years later, God's chosen people exhibited an even more tragic state of pompous ignorance. Their Messiah had come to them, and they didn't know Him, even crucifying Him. God's judgment couldn't be delayed. "They shall lay thee even with the ground, and thy children within thee; and they shall not leave in thee one stone upon another; because thou knewest not the time of thy visitation" (Luke 19:44).
But perhaps the most tragic case is the church in Laodicea. This church represents all those outwardly prosperous evangelical churches that attempt to take a neutral stance on the basic conflicts of the last days. The one who is "the Amen, the faithful and true witness, the beginning of the creation of God" (Revelation 3:14) will pronounce the awful judgment. "So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth. Because thou sayest, I am rich, and increased with goods, and have need of nothing; and knowest not that thou are wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked" (vv. 16-17).
How urgently the people of God need to guard against the tragedy of arrogant ignorance!
The Institute for Creation Research
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
Christian, American or Global Citizen?
The time is rapidly approaching when you will have to reject the first to be either of the latter two.Having been a die hard patriot, and having spent the last few years fighting the New World Order, I had sworn to die fighting the enemy, inflicting as much pain on them (cops, UN troops, garden variety NWO pawns) as possible. I was not going to abandon the fight to preserve America and her liberty period!
I hated the enemy, and would have killed everyone on earth who would not resurrect the Republic begun by our founding fathers in 1776.Recently, God has required me to give up that hatred, and has shown me my calling. It has nothing to do with our ALREADY dead and God condemned nation. He will destroy America, and very soon.
If you are his child he has a plan and a purpose for you.Do you know what your calling is? If not you should. Ask God to reveal his will to you regarding the remainder of your time on earth. If you can't understand, or get no answer ask him to reveal to you what in your life is standing between the two of you. If there is sin and you have grieved his Spirit the enemy has you lulled to sleep.
Jesus died to set you free from sin. How can we who have died to sin live any longer in it? He wants to fully sanctify you and set you free. It makes no difference how far gone or deeply mired in sin you are, he can and will deal with it if you ask him and mean it. Don't tarry, for his Spirit will not strive with you forever.
In my case there are ailments, disease, and addictions I can not free myself from, but he is doing it in His timing. Pray earnestly for him to renew your mind, cleanse your heart, and HE WILL. He has promised to do so and his promises never fail. He is also never late!
The way I see it, we all have two choices, submit to and be slaves of the NWO, living only a few years at best and then facing the consuming fire of God's wrath, or we can choose his way and allow him to do through us what he desires to do and have peace and fellowship with him on earth and for eternity beyond his second coming.
Seems like a no brainer to me.
posted by Liberty's Trumpet, Aug 13, 2009
I hated the enemy, and would have killed everyone on earth who would not resurrect the Republic begun by our founding fathers in 1776.Recently, God has required me to give up that hatred, and has shown me my calling. It has nothing to do with our ALREADY dead and God condemned nation. He will destroy America, and very soon.
If you are his child he has a plan and a purpose for you.Do you know what your calling is? If not you should. Ask God to reveal his will to you regarding the remainder of your time on earth. If you can't understand, or get no answer ask him to reveal to you what in your life is standing between the two of you. If there is sin and you have grieved his Spirit the enemy has you lulled to sleep.
Jesus died to set you free from sin. How can we who have died to sin live any longer in it? He wants to fully sanctify you and set you free. It makes no difference how far gone or deeply mired in sin you are, he can and will deal with it if you ask him and mean it. Don't tarry, for his Spirit will not strive with you forever.
In my case there are ailments, disease, and addictions I can not free myself from, but he is doing it in His timing. Pray earnestly for him to renew your mind, cleanse your heart, and HE WILL. He has promised to do so and his promises never fail. He is also never late!
The way I see it, we all have two choices, submit to and be slaves of the NWO, living only a few years at best and then facing the consuming fire of God's wrath, or we can choose his way and allow him to do through us what he desires to do and have peace and fellowship with him on earth and for eternity beyond his second coming.
Seems like a no brainer to me.
posted by Liberty's Trumpet, Aug 13, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Pharaoh-Obama And His Slaves
Sermon from a church in Virginia recently. Gen 47: 13-27
Good morning, brothers and sisters; it's always a delight to see the pews crowded on Sunday morning, and so eager to get into God's Word. Turn with me in your Bibles, if you will, to the 47th chapter of Genesis; we'll begin our reading at verse 13, and go through verse 27.
Brother Ray, would you stand and read that great passage for us?... Thank you for that fine reading, Brother Ray.. So we see that economic hard times fell upon Egypt, and the people turned to the government of Pharaoh to deal with this for them. And Pharaoh nationalized the grain harvest, and placed the grain in great storehouses that he had built. So the people brought their money to Pharaoh, like a great tax increase, and gave it all to him willingly in return for grain. And this went on until their money ran out, and they were hungry again.
So when they went to Pharaoh after that, they brought their livestock - their cattle, their horses, their sheep, and their donkey - to barter for grain, and verse 17 says that only took them through the end of that year.
But the famine wasn't over, was it?
So the next year, the people came before Pharaoh and admitted they had nothing left, except their land and their own lives. "There is nothing left in the sight of my lord but our bodies and our land. Why should we die before your eyes, both we and our land? Buy us and our land for food, and we with our land will be servants to Pharaoh." So they surrendered their homes, their land, and their real estate to Pharaoh's government, and then sold themselves into slavery to him, in return for grain.
What can we learn from this, brothers and sisters?
That turning to the government instead of to God to be our provider in hard times only leads to slavery? Yes. That the only reason government wants to be our provider is to also become our master? Yes.
But look how that passage ends, brothers and sisters! Thus Israel settled in the land of Egypt , in the land of Goshen . And they gained possessions in it, and were fruitful and multiplied greatly." God provided for His people, just as He always has! They didn't end up giving all their possessions to the government, no, it says they gained possessions!
But I also tell you a great truth today, and an ominous one. We see the same thing happening today - the government today wants to "share the wealth" once again, to take it from us and redistribute it back to us. It wants to take control of healthcare, just as it has taken control of education, and ration it back to us, and when government rations it, then government decides who gets it, and how much, and what kind.
And if we go along with it, and do it willingly, then we will wind up no differently than the people of Egypt did four thousand years ago - as slaves to the government, and as slaves to our leaders.
What Mr. Obama's government is doing now is no different from what Pharaoh's government did then, and it will end the same.. And a lot of people like to call Mr. Obama a "Messiah," don't they? Is he a Messiah? A savior? Didn't the Egyptians say, after Pharaoh made them his slaves, "You have saved our lives; may it please my lord, we will be servants to Pharaoh"?
Well, I tell you this - I know the Messiah; the Messiah is a friend of mine; and Mr. Obama is no Messiah! No, brothers and sisters, if Mr. Obama is a character from the Bible, then he is Pharaoh. Bow with me in prayer, if you will.
Lord, You alone are worthy to be served, and we rely on You, and You alone. We confess that the government is not our deliverer, and never rightly will be. We read in the eighth chapter of 1 Samuel, when Samuel warned the people of what a ruler would do, where it says "And in that day you will cry out because of your king, whom you have chosen for yourselves, but the LORD will not answer you in that day." And Lord, we acknowledge that day has come. We cry out to you because of the ruler that we have chosen for ourselves as a nation..Lord, we pray for this nation. We pray for revival, and we pray for deliverance from those who would be our masters.
Give us hearts to seek You and hands to serve You, and protect Your people from the atrocities of Pharaoh's government.
In God we Trust.
Good morning, brothers and sisters; it's always a delight to see the pews crowded on Sunday morning, and so eager to get into God's Word. Turn with me in your Bibles, if you will, to the 47th chapter of Genesis; we'll begin our reading at verse 13, and go through verse 27.
Brother Ray, would you stand and read that great passage for us?... Thank you for that fine reading, Brother Ray.. So we see that economic hard times fell upon Egypt, and the people turned to the government of Pharaoh to deal with this for them. And Pharaoh nationalized the grain harvest, and placed the grain in great storehouses that he had built. So the people brought their money to Pharaoh, like a great tax increase, and gave it all to him willingly in return for grain. And this went on until their money ran out, and they were hungry again.
So when they went to Pharaoh after that, they brought their livestock - their cattle, their horses, their sheep, and their donkey - to barter for grain, and verse 17 says that only took them through the end of that year.
But the famine wasn't over, was it?
So the next year, the people came before Pharaoh and admitted they had nothing left, except their land and their own lives. "There is nothing left in the sight of my lord but our bodies and our land. Why should we die before your eyes, both we and our land? Buy us and our land for food, and we with our land will be servants to Pharaoh." So they surrendered their homes, their land, and their real estate to Pharaoh's government, and then sold themselves into slavery to him, in return for grain.
What can we learn from this, brothers and sisters?
That turning to the government instead of to God to be our provider in hard times only leads to slavery? Yes. That the only reason government wants to be our provider is to also become our master? Yes.
But look how that passage ends, brothers and sisters! Thus Israel settled in the land of Egypt , in the land of Goshen . And they gained possessions in it, and were fruitful and multiplied greatly." God provided for His people, just as He always has! They didn't end up giving all their possessions to the government, no, it says they gained possessions!
But I also tell you a great truth today, and an ominous one. We see the same thing happening today - the government today wants to "share the wealth" once again, to take it from us and redistribute it back to us. It wants to take control of healthcare, just as it has taken control of education, and ration it back to us, and when government rations it, then government decides who gets it, and how much, and what kind.
And if we go along with it, and do it willingly, then we will wind up no differently than the people of Egypt did four thousand years ago - as slaves to the government, and as slaves to our leaders.
What Mr. Obama's government is doing now is no different from what Pharaoh's government did then, and it will end the same.. And a lot of people like to call Mr. Obama a "Messiah," don't they? Is he a Messiah? A savior? Didn't the Egyptians say, after Pharaoh made them his slaves, "You have saved our lives; may it please my lord, we will be servants to Pharaoh"?
Well, I tell you this - I know the Messiah; the Messiah is a friend of mine; and Mr. Obama is no Messiah! No, brothers and sisters, if Mr. Obama is a character from the Bible, then he is Pharaoh. Bow with me in prayer, if you will.
Lord, You alone are worthy to be served, and we rely on You, and You alone. We confess that the government is not our deliverer, and never rightly will be. We read in the eighth chapter of 1 Samuel, when Samuel warned the people of what a ruler would do, where it says "And in that day you will cry out because of your king, whom you have chosen for yourselves, but the LORD will not answer you in that day." And Lord, we acknowledge that day has come. We cry out to you because of the ruler that we have chosen for ourselves as a nation..Lord, we pray for this nation. We pray for revival, and we pray for deliverance from those who would be our masters.
Give us hearts to seek You and hands to serve You, and protect Your people from the atrocities of Pharaoh's government.
In God we Trust.
The Winds of "Change" Blow
The winds of change blow —hasten now to prepare your cupboards, time is running out.
All of My heavenly court are assembled. My great warring angels are amongst you protecting and guarding My faithful flock. There will be chaos, unrest, and great confusion. Nations align only to bring about a culture of death. Persecution is near. Pray for My priests for many are lukewarm and have been distracted.
A great schism will rise. A great tidal wave of fear and injustice will give rise resonating in the east; the west will be shaken by great aftershocks. Natural disasters abound. More commercial and economic collapse will give rise to anarchy. The mighty lion roars and the bear has been set upon a path that will reap destruction and havoc. Prepare for anarchy and chaos. You must stay vigilant and determined, strong in your resolve.
The time of persecution draws close. Remember you are governed by My Spirit. Fear not. Revolution, persecution, many factions are forming… Tower of Babylon, tower of Babylon, from east to west, a new nation will rise to bring about only a culture of death and destruction.
Persecution is near, prepare your homes, secure your thresholds, keep warm your hearths. Stay suited in holy armor; keep sacramentals about your homes and in places of honor… You will lead My people through the revolution—a great revolution is on the horizon.
—Jesus to Mary Reilly, November 8th, 2008 public message; November 18th, 2008 (from a private message printed here with permission); www.ourladyofthefingerlakes.com
All of My heavenly court are assembled. My great warring angels are amongst you protecting and guarding My faithful flock. There will be chaos, unrest, and great confusion. Nations align only to bring about a culture of death. Persecution is near. Pray for My priests for many are lukewarm and have been distracted.
A great schism will rise. A great tidal wave of fear and injustice will give rise resonating in the east; the west will be shaken by great aftershocks. Natural disasters abound. More commercial and economic collapse will give rise to anarchy. The mighty lion roars and the bear has been set upon a path that will reap destruction and havoc. Prepare for anarchy and chaos. You must stay vigilant and determined, strong in your resolve.
The time of persecution draws close. Remember you are governed by My Spirit. Fear not. Revolution, persecution, many factions are forming… Tower of Babylon, tower of Babylon, from east to west, a new nation will rise to bring about only a culture of death and destruction.
Persecution is near, prepare your homes, secure your thresholds, keep warm your hearths. Stay suited in holy armor; keep sacramentals about your homes and in places of honor… You will lead My people through the revolution—a great revolution is on the horizon.
—Jesus to Mary Reilly, November 8th, 2008 public message; November 18th, 2008 (from a private message printed here with permission); www.ourladyofthefingerlakes.com
Monday, August 10, 2009
Hold On To Me
Who, when he came, and had seen the grace of God, was glad, and exhorted them all, that with purpose of heart they would cleave unto the Lord. Acts 11:23
My holy people; with everything that is within you be holding on to Me. No matter what the circumstance that comes along; be holding on to Me. No matter how trying the situation is; be holding on to Me. No matter if things are good or things become bad; be holding on to Me. In the easy times and in the difficult times; be holding on to Me.
For in the season that you find yourself, there is grace to come out of the many strongholds that have held on to you. This is to prepare you for the next season, where is the grace to humble yourself before Me, conceiving and producing what I have to do. In the holding on to Me, you will find the strength to conceive. In the holding on to Me, you will find definition of purpose as you fall prostrate before Me and humble yourself to Me.
I am producing more than you can see with the eyes alone. I am producing a new behavior, a new way of reacting to difficult and trying situations. I am producing a growing dependence: not just on Me, but for Me and for My Presence. My power to produce is in proportion to how you hold on to Me.
As you receive news about what is going on, hold on to Me. It will seem like the sky is falling, but it is not. It will seem like the end is upon you, but it is not. It will seem like there is nothing to hold onto, but I am always there for you to hold onto.
Allow Me to change how you react and then you will know the greatest power of all; My keeping power.
Seek My Face. Call upon My Name. Allow My Presence to overwhelm you instead of the news around you.
Hold on to Me.
www.injesus.com
My holy people; with everything that is within you be holding on to Me. No matter what the circumstance that comes along; be holding on to Me. No matter how trying the situation is; be holding on to Me. No matter if things are good or things become bad; be holding on to Me. In the easy times and in the difficult times; be holding on to Me.
For in the season that you find yourself, there is grace to come out of the many strongholds that have held on to you. This is to prepare you for the next season, where is the grace to humble yourself before Me, conceiving and producing what I have to do. In the holding on to Me, you will find the strength to conceive. In the holding on to Me, you will find definition of purpose as you fall prostrate before Me and humble yourself to Me.
I am producing more than you can see with the eyes alone. I am producing a new behavior, a new way of reacting to difficult and trying situations. I am producing a growing dependence: not just on Me, but for Me and for My Presence. My power to produce is in proportion to how you hold on to Me.
As you receive news about what is going on, hold on to Me. It will seem like the sky is falling, but it is not. It will seem like the end is upon you, but it is not. It will seem like there is nothing to hold onto, but I am always there for you to hold onto.
Allow Me to change how you react and then you will know the greatest power of all; My keeping power.
Seek My Face. Call upon My Name. Allow My Presence to overwhelm you instead of the news around you.
Hold on to Me.
www.injesus.com
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Litany For Dictatorships
BY STEPHEN VINCENT BENAT
For all those beaten, for the broken heads,
The fosterless, the simple, the oppressed,
The ghosts in the burning city of our time ...
For those taken in rapid cars to the house and beaten
By the skilful boys, the boys with the rubber fists,
Held down and beaten, the table cutting their loins,
Or kicked in the groin and left, with the muscles jerking
Like a headless hen on the floor of the slaughter-house
While they brought the next man in with his white eyes staring.
For those who still said Red Front! or God Save the Crown!
And for those who were not courageous
But were beaten nevertheless.
For those who spit out the bloody stumps of their teeth
Quietly in the hall,
Sleep well on stone or iron, watch for the time
And kill the guard in the privy before they die,
Those with the deep-socketed eyes and the lamp burning.
For those who carry the scars, who walk lame for those
Whose nameless graves are made in the prison-yard
And the earth smoothed back before morning and the lime scattered.
For those slain at once. For those living through months and years
Enduring, watching, hoping, going each day
To the work or the queue for meat or the secret club,
Living meanwhile, begetting children, smuggling guns,
And found and killed at the end like rats in a drain.
For those escaping
Incredibly into exile and wandering there.
For those who live in the small rooms of foreign cities
And who yet think of the country, the long green grass,
The childhood voices, the language, the way wind smelt then,
The shape of rooms, the coffee drunk at the table,
The talk with friends, the loved city, the waiter's face,
The gravestones, with the name, where they will not lie
Nor in any of that earth. Their children are strangers.
For those who planned and were leaders and were beaten
And for those, humble and stupid, who had no plan
But were denounced, but grew angry, but told a joke,
But could not explain, but were sent away to the camp,
But had their bodies shipped back in the sealed coffins,
Died of pneumonia. Died trying to escape
For those growers of wheat who were shot by their own wheatstacks,
For those growers of bread who were sent to the ice-locked wastes,
And their flesh remembers their fields.
For those denounced by their smug, horrible children
For a peppermint-star and the praise of the Perfect State,
For all those strangled or gelded or merely starved
To make perfect states; for the priest hanged in his cassock,
The Jew with his chest crushed in and his eyes dying,
The revolutionist lynched by the private guards
To make perfect states, in the names of the perfect states.
For those betrayed by the neighbors they shook hands with
And for the traitors, sitting in the hard chair
With the loose sweat crawling their hair and their fingers restless
As they tell the street and the house and the man's name.
And for those sitting at table in the house
With the lamp lit and the plates and the smell of food,
Talking so quietly; when they hear the cars
And the knock at the door, and they look at each other quickly
And the woman goes to the door with a stiff face,
Smoothing her dress.
We are all good citizens here.
We believe in the Perfect State.
And that was the last
Time Tony or Karl or Shorty came to the house
And the family was liquidated later.
It was the last time.
We heard the shots in the night
But nobody knew next day what the trouble was
And a man must go to his work. So I didn't see him
For three days, then, and me near out of my mind
And all the patrols on the streets with their dirty guns
And when he came back, he looked drunk, and the blood was on him.
For the women who mourn their dead in the secret night,
For the children taught to keep quiet, the old children,
The children spat-on at school.
For the wrecked laboratory,
The gutted house, the dunged picture, the pissed-in well,
The naked corpse of Knowledge flung in the square
And no man lifting a hand and no man speaking.
For the cold of the pistol-butt and the bullets heat,
For the rope that chokes, the manacles that bind,
The huge voice, metal, that lies from a thousand tubes
And the stuttering machine-gun that answers all.
For the man crucified on the crossed machine-guns
Without name, without resurrection, without stars,
His dark head heavy with death and his flesh long sour
With the smell of his many prisons John Smith, John Doe,
John Nobody oh, crack your mind for his name!
Faceless as water, naked as the dust,
Dishonored as the earth the gas-shells poison
And barbarous with portent.
This is he.
This is the man they ate at the green table
Putting their gloves on ere they touched the meat.
This is the fruit of war, the fruit of peace,
The ripeness of invention, the new lamb,
The answer to the wisdom of the wise.
And still he hangs, and still he will not die,
And still, on the steel city of our years
The light fails and the terrible blood streams down.
We thought we were done with these things but we were wrong.
We thought, because we had power, we had wisdom.
We thought the long train would run to the end of Time.
We thought the light would increase.
Now the long train stands derailed and the bandits loot it.
Now the boar and the asp have power in our time.
Now the night rolls back on the West and the night is solid.
Our fathers and ourselves sowed dragon's teeth.
Our children know and suffer the armed men.
For all those beaten, for the broken heads,
The fosterless, the simple, the oppressed,
The ghosts in the burning city of our time ...
For those taken in rapid cars to the house and beaten
By the skilful boys, the boys with the rubber fists,
Held down and beaten, the table cutting their loins,
Or kicked in the groin and left, with the muscles jerking
Like a headless hen on the floor of the slaughter-house
While they brought the next man in with his white eyes staring.
For those who still said Red Front! or God Save the Crown!
And for those who were not courageous
But were beaten nevertheless.
For those who spit out the bloody stumps of their teeth
Quietly in the hall,
Sleep well on stone or iron, watch for the time
And kill the guard in the privy before they die,
Those with the deep-socketed eyes and the lamp burning.
For those who carry the scars, who walk lame for those
Whose nameless graves are made in the prison-yard
And the earth smoothed back before morning and the lime scattered.
For those slain at once. For those living through months and years
Enduring, watching, hoping, going each day
To the work or the queue for meat or the secret club,
Living meanwhile, begetting children, smuggling guns,
And found and killed at the end like rats in a drain.
For those escaping
Incredibly into exile and wandering there.
For those who live in the small rooms of foreign cities
And who yet think of the country, the long green grass,
The childhood voices, the language, the way wind smelt then,
The shape of rooms, the coffee drunk at the table,
The talk with friends, the loved city, the waiter's face,
The gravestones, with the name, where they will not lie
Nor in any of that earth. Their children are strangers.
For those who planned and were leaders and were beaten
And for those, humble and stupid, who had no plan
But were denounced, but grew angry, but told a joke,
But could not explain, but were sent away to the camp,
But had their bodies shipped back in the sealed coffins,
Died of pneumonia. Died trying to escape
For those growers of wheat who were shot by their own wheatstacks,
For those growers of bread who were sent to the ice-locked wastes,
And their flesh remembers their fields.
For those denounced by their smug, horrible children
For a peppermint-star and the praise of the Perfect State,
For all those strangled or gelded or merely starved
To make perfect states; for the priest hanged in his cassock,
The Jew with his chest crushed in and his eyes dying,
The revolutionist lynched by the private guards
To make perfect states, in the names of the perfect states.
For those betrayed by the neighbors they shook hands with
And for the traitors, sitting in the hard chair
With the loose sweat crawling their hair and their fingers restless
As they tell the street and the house and the man's name.
And for those sitting at table in the house
With the lamp lit and the plates and the smell of food,
Talking so quietly; when they hear the cars
And the knock at the door, and they look at each other quickly
And the woman goes to the door with a stiff face,
Smoothing her dress.
We are all good citizens here.
We believe in the Perfect State.
And that was the last
Time Tony or Karl or Shorty came to the house
And the family was liquidated later.
It was the last time.
We heard the shots in the night
But nobody knew next day what the trouble was
And a man must go to his work. So I didn't see him
For three days, then, and me near out of my mind
And all the patrols on the streets with their dirty guns
And when he came back, he looked drunk, and the blood was on him.
For the women who mourn their dead in the secret night,
For the children taught to keep quiet, the old children,
The children spat-on at school.
For the wrecked laboratory,
The gutted house, the dunged picture, the pissed-in well,
The naked corpse of Knowledge flung in the square
And no man lifting a hand and no man speaking.
For the cold of the pistol-butt and the bullets heat,
For the rope that chokes, the manacles that bind,
The huge voice, metal, that lies from a thousand tubes
And the stuttering machine-gun that answers all.
For the man crucified on the crossed machine-guns
Without name, without resurrection, without stars,
His dark head heavy with death and his flesh long sour
With the smell of his many prisons John Smith, John Doe,
John Nobody oh, crack your mind for his name!
Faceless as water, naked as the dust,
Dishonored as the earth the gas-shells poison
And barbarous with portent.
This is he.
This is the man they ate at the green table
Putting their gloves on ere they touched the meat.
This is the fruit of war, the fruit of peace,
The ripeness of invention, the new lamb,
The answer to the wisdom of the wise.
And still he hangs, and still he will not die,
And still, on the steel city of our years
The light fails and the terrible blood streams down.
We thought we were done with these things but we were wrong.
We thought, because we had power, we had wisdom.
We thought the long train would run to the end of Time.
We thought the light would increase.
Now the long train stands derailed and the bandits loot it.
Now the boar and the asp have power in our time.
Now the night rolls back on the West and the night is solid.
Our fathers and ourselves sowed dragon's teeth.
Our children know and suffer the armed men.
Friday, July 31, 2009
The Little Red Hen
The little red hen called all of her Democrat neighbors together and said, 'If we plant this wheat, we shall have bread to eat. Who will help me plant it?'
'Not I,' said the cow.
'Not I,' said the duck.
'Not I,' said the pig.
'Not I,' said the goose.
'Then I will do it by myself,' said the little red hen, and so she did.
The wheat grew very tall and ripened into golden grain. 'Who will help me reap my wheat?' asked the little red hen.
'Not I,' said the duck..
'Out of my classification, ' said the pig.
'I'd lose my seniority,' said the cow.
'I'd lose my unemployment compensation, ' said the goose.
'Then I will do it by myself,' said the little red hen, and so she did.
At last it came time to bake the bread. 'Who will help me bake the bread?' asked the little red hen.
'That would be overtime for me,' said the cow.
'I'd lose my welfare benefits,' said the duck. '
I'm a dropout and never learned how,' said the pig.
'If I'm to be the only helper, that's discrimination, ' said the goose.
'Then I will do it by myself,' said the little red hen. She baked five loaves and held them up for all of her neighbors to see. They wanted some and, in fact, demanded a share. But the little red hen said, 'No, I shall eat all five loaves.'
'Excess profits!' cried the cow. (Nancy Pelosi)
'Capitalist leech!' screamed the duck. (Barbara Boxer)
'I demand equal rights!' yelled the goose. (Jesse Jackson)
The pig just grunted in disdain. (Ted Kennedy)
And they all painted 'Unfair!' picket signs and marched around and around the little red hen, shouting obscenities. Then the farmer (Obama) came. He said to the little red hen, 'You must not be so greedy.' 'But I earned the bread,' said the little red hen. 'Exactly,' said Barack the farmer. 'That is what makes our free enterprise system so wonderful. Anyone in the barnyard can earn as much as he wants. But under our modern government regulations, the productive workers must divide the fruits of their labor with those who are lazy and idle.'
And they all lived happily ever after, including the little red hen, who smiled and clucked, 'I am grateful, for now I truly understand.' But her neighbors became quite disappointed in her. She never again baked bread because she joined the 'party' and got her bread free.
And all the Democrats smiled. 'Fairness' (Socialism/Communism) had been established. Individual initiative had died, but nobody noticed; perhaps no one cared...so long as there was free bread that 'the rich' were paying for.
EPILOGUE : Bill Clinton is getting $12 million for his memoirs. Hillary got $8 million for hers. That's $20 million for the memories from two people, who for eight years, repeatedly testified, under oath, that they couldn't remember anything.
IS THIS A GREAT BARNYARD OR WHAT?
As published in the "Times"
'Not I,' said the cow.
'Not I,' said the duck.
'Not I,' said the pig.
'Not I,' said the goose.
'Then I will do it by myself,' said the little red hen, and so she did.
The wheat grew very tall and ripened into golden grain. 'Who will help me reap my wheat?' asked the little red hen.
'Not I,' said the duck..
'Out of my classification, ' said the pig.
'I'd lose my seniority,' said the cow.
'I'd lose my unemployment compensation, ' said the goose.
'Then I will do it by myself,' said the little red hen, and so she did.
At last it came time to bake the bread. 'Who will help me bake the bread?' asked the little red hen.
'That would be overtime for me,' said the cow.
'I'd lose my welfare benefits,' said the duck. '
I'm a dropout and never learned how,' said the pig.
'If I'm to be the only helper, that's discrimination, ' said the goose.
'Then I will do it by myself,' said the little red hen. She baked five loaves and held them up for all of her neighbors to see. They wanted some and, in fact, demanded a share. But the little red hen said, 'No, I shall eat all five loaves.'
'Excess profits!' cried the cow. (Nancy Pelosi)
'Capitalist leech!' screamed the duck. (Barbara Boxer)
'I demand equal rights!' yelled the goose. (Jesse Jackson)
The pig just grunted in disdain. (Ted Kennedy)
And they all painted 'Unfair!' picket signs and marched around and around the little red hen, shouting obscenities. Then the farmer (Obama) came. He said to the little red hen, 'You must not be so greedy.' 'But I earned the bread,' said the little red hen. 'Exactly,' said Barack the farmer. 'That is what makes our free enterprise system so wonderful. Anyone in the barnyard can earn as much as he wants. But under our modern government regulations, the productive workers must divide the fruits of their labor with those who are lazy and idle.'
And they all lived happily ever after, including the little red hen, who smiled and clucked, 'I am grateful, for now I truly understand.' But her neighbors became quite disappointed in her. She never again baked bread because she joined the 'party' and got her bread free.
And all the Democrats smiled. 'Fairness' (Socialism/Communism) had been established. Individual initiative had died, but nobody noticed; perhaps no one cared...so long as there was free bread that 'the rich' were paying for.
EPILOGUE : Bill Clinton is getting $12 million for his memoirs. Hillary got $8 million for hers. That's $20 million for the memories from two people, who for eight years, repeatedly testified, under oath, that they couldn't remember anything.
IS THIS A GREAT BARNYARD OR WHAT?
As published in the "Times"
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
To Train In Violence
Thou art my battle axe and weapons of war: for with thee will I break in pieces the nations, and with thee will I destroy kingdoms. Jeremiah 51:20
The only way to condition for violence is to train in violence.
My holy people, how long will you allow the Kingdom to be wrestled from you by your enemy? Do you not know that the Kingdom suffers violence and the violent take it by force? Do you know how to effectively battle? Do you know how to win? Do you find yourself destroying kingdoms, or are you suffering violence?
Listen intently: for there is a sound from heaven releasing My warriors into battle. This sound has two distinct purposes; On the one hand, there is a call to awakened love for Me and on the other there is a call to warfare against the enemy of your soul.
Seek first My Kingdom and My Righteousness … then begin to flow in the power of My Spirit; taking back all that has been stolen.
It is time for some new training.
It is time for some new equipping.
The only way to condition for violence is to train in violence.
The only way to condition for violence is to train in violence.
My holy people, how long will you allow the Kingdom to be wrestled from you by your enemy? Do you not know that the Kingdom suffers violence and the violent take it by force? Do you know how to effectively battle? Do you know how to win? Do you find yourself destroying kingdoms, or are you suffering violence?
Listen intently: for there is a sound from heaven releasing My warriors into battle. This sound has two distinct purposes; On the one hand, there is a call to awakened love for Me and on the other there is a call to warfare against the enemy of your soul.
Seek first My Kingdom and My Righteousness … then begin to flow in the power of My Spirit; taking back all that has been stolen.
It is time for some new training.
It is time for some new equipping.
The only way to condition for violence is to train in violence.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Dear Fellow Americans
NOTE:Anne Wortham is Associate Professor of Sociology at Illinois State University and continuing Visiting Scholar at Stanford University's Hoover Institution . She is a member of the American Sociological Association and the American Philosophical Association . She has been a John M. Olin Foundation Faculty Higher Education . In fall 1988 she was one of a select group of intellectuals who were featured in Bill Moyer's television series, "A World of Ideas." The transcript of her conversation with Moyers has been published in his book, "A World of Ideas". Dr. Wortham is author of "The Other Side of Racism: A Philosophical Study of Black Race Consciousness" which analyzes how race consciousness is transformed into political strategies and policy issues. She has published numerous articles on the implications of individual rights for civil rights policy , and is currently writing a book on theories of social and cultural marginality. Recently, she has published articles on the significance of multiculturalism and Afrocentricism in education, the politics of victimization and the social and political impact of political correctness .
Dear Fellow Americans, Please know: I am Black; I grew up in the segregated South. I did not vote for Barack Obama ; I wrote in Ron Paul's name as my choice for president. Most importantly, I am not race conscious. I do not require a Black president to know that I am a person of worth, and that life is worth living. I do not require a Black president to love the ideal of America.
I cannot join you in your celebration. I feel no elation. There is no smile on my face. I am not jumping with joy. There are no tears of triumph in my eyes. For such emotions and behavior to come from me, I would have to deny all that I know about the requirements of human flourishing and survival - all that I know about the history of the United States of America , all that I know about American race relations, and all that I know about Barack Obama as a politician.
I would have to deny the nature of the "change" that Obama asserts has come to America. Most importantly, I would have to abnegate my certain understanding that you have chosen to sprint down the road to serfdom that we have been on for over a century. I would have to pretend that individual liberty has no value for the success of a human life. I would have to evade your rejection of the slender reed of capitalism on which your success and mine depend. I would have to think it somehow rational that 94 percent of the 12 million Blacks in this country voted for a man because he looks like them (that Blacks are permitted to play the race card), and that they were joined by self-declared "progressive" whites who voted for him because he doesn't look like them.
I would have to wipe my mind clean of all that I know about the kind of people who have advised and taught Barack Obama and will fill posts in his administration - political intellectuals like my former colleagues at the Harvard University's Kennedy School of Government. I would have to believe that "fairness" is equivalent of justice. I would have to believe that man who asks me to "go forward in a new spirit of service, in a new service of sacrifice" is speaking in my interest. I would have to accept the premise of a man that economic prosperity comes from the "bottom up," and who arrogantly believes that he can will it into existence by the use of government force. I would have to admire a man who thinks the standard of living of the masses can be improved by destroying the most productive and the generators of wealth.
Finally, Americans, I would have to erase from my consciousness the scene of 125,000 screaming, crying, cheering people in Grant Park, Chicago, irrationally chanting "Yes We Can!"
Finally, I would have to wipe all memory of all the times I have heard politicians, pundits, journalists, editorialists, bloggers and intellectuals declare that capitalism is dead - and no one, including especially Alan Greenspan , objected to their assumption that the particular version of the anti-capitalistic mentality that they want to replace with their own version of anti-capitalism is anything remotely equivalent to capitalism.
So you have made history, Americans. You and your children have elected a Black man to the office of the president of the United State s , the wounded giant of the world. The battle between John Wayne and Jane Fonda is over - and Fonda won. Eugene McCarthy and George McGovern must be very happy men. Jimmie Carter, too. And the Kennedys have at last gotten their Kennedy look-a-like.
The self-righteous welfare statists in the suburbs can feel warm moments of satisfaction for having elected a Black person. So, toast yourselves: 60s countercultural radicals, 80s yuppies and 90s bourgeois bohemians. Toast yourselves, Black America. Shout your glee Harvard, Princeton, Yale, Duke, Stanford, and Berkeley. You have elected not an individual who is qualified to be president, but a Black man who, like the pragmatist Franklin Roosevelt , promises to - Do Something!
You now have someone who has picked up the baton of Lyndon Johnson's Great Society . But you have also foolishly traded your freedom and mine - what little there is left - for the chance to feel good.
There is nothing in me that can share your happy obliviousness.
Dear Fellow Americans, Please know: I am Black; I grew up in the segregated South. I did not vote for Barack Obama ; I wrote in Ron Paul's name as my choice for president. Most importantly, I am not race conscious. I do not require a Black president to know that I am a person of worth, and that life is worth living. I do not require a Black president to love the ideal of America.
I cannot join you in your celebration. I feel no elation. There is no smile on my face. I am not jumping with joy. There are no tears of triumph in my eyes. For such emotions and behavior to come from me, I would have to deny all that I know about the requirements of human flourishing and survival - all that I know about the history of the United States of America , all that I know about American race relations, and all that I know about Barack Obama as a politician.
I would have to deny the nature of the "change" that Obama asserts has come to America. Most importantly, I would have to abnegate my certain understanding that you have chosen to sprint down the road to serfdom that we have been on for over a century. I would have to pretend that individual liberty has no value for the success of a human life. I would have to evade your rejection of the slender reed of capitalism on which your success and mine depend. I would have to think it somehow rational that 94 percent of the 12 million Blacks in this country voted for a man because he looks like them (that Blacks are permitted to play the race card), and that they were joined by self-declared "progressive" whites who voted for him because he doesn't look like them.
I would have to wipe my mind clean of all that I know about the kind of people who have advised and taught Barack Obama and will fill posts in his administration - political intellectuals like my former colleagues at the Harvard University's Kennedy School of Government. I would have to believe that "fairness" is equivalent of justice. I would have to believe that man who asks me to "go forward in a new spirit of service, in a new service of sacrifice" is speaking in my interest. I would have to accept the premise of a man that economic prosperity comes from the "bottom up," and who arrogantly believes that he can will it into existence by the use of government force. I would have to admire a man who thinks the standard of living of the masses can be improved by destroying the most productive and the generators of wealth.
Finally, Americans, I would have to erase from my consciousness the scene of 125,000 screaming, crying, cheering people in Grant Park, Chicago, irrationally chanting "Yes We Can!"
Finally, I would have to wipe all memory of all the times I have heard politicians, pundits, journalists, editorialists, bloggers and intellectuals declare that capitalism is dead - and no one, including especially Alan Greenspan , objected to their assumption that the particular version of the anti-capitalistic mentality that they want to replace with their own version of anti-capitalism is anything remotely equivalent to capitalism.
So you have made history, Americans. You and your children have elected a Black man to the office of the president of the United State s , the wounded giant of the world. The battle between John Wayne and Jane Fonda is over - and Fonda won. Eugene McCarthy and George McGovern must be very happy men. Jimmie Carter, too. And the Kennedys have at last gotten their Kennedy look-a-like.
The self-righteous welfare statists in the suburbs can feel warm moments of satisfaction for having elected a Black person. So, toast yourselves: 60s countercultural radicals, 80s yuppies and 90s bourgeois bohemians. Toast yourselves, Black America. Shout your glee Harvard, Princeton, Yale, Duke, Stanford, and Berkeley. You have elected not an individual who is qualified to be president, but a Black man who, like the pragmatist Franklin Roosevelt , promises to - Do Something!
You now have someone who has picked up the baton of Lyndon Johnson's Great Society . But you have also foolishly traded your freedom and mine - what little there is left - for the chance to feel good.
There is nothing in me that can share your happy obliviousness.
Monday, July 13, 2009
The Axis Of Idiots
Jimmy Carter, you are the father of the Islamic Nazi movement. You threw the Shah under the bus, welcomed the Ayatollah home, and then lacked the spine to confront the terrorists when they took our embassy and our people hostage. You're the runner-in-chief.
Bill Clinton, you played ring around the Lewinsky while the terrorists were at war with us. You got us into a fight with them in Somalia and then you ran from it. Your weak-willed responses to the USS Cole and the First Trade Center Bombing and Our Embassy Bombings emboldened the killers. Each time you failed to respond adequately, they grew bolder, until 9-11, 2001.
John Kerry, dishonesty is your most prominent attribute. You lied about American Soldiers in Vietnam . Your military service, like your life, is more fiction than fact. You've accused our military of terrorizing women and children in Iraq . You called Iraq the wrong war, wrong place, wrong time, the same words you used to describe Vietnam You're a fake.. You want to run from Iraq and abandon the Iraqis to murderers just as you did to the Vietnamese. Iraq , like Vietnam , is another war that you were for, before you were against it.
John Murtha, you said our military was broken. You said we can't win militarily in Iraq . You accused United States Marines of cold-blooded murder without proof and said we should redeploy to Okinawa .Okinawa, John? And the Democrats call you their military expert! Are you sure you didn't suffer a traumatic brain injury while you were off building your war hero resume? You're a sad, pitiable, corrupt and washed up politician. You're not a Marine, sir. You wouldn't amount to a good pimple on a real Marine's butt. You're a phony and a disgrace. Run away, John.
Dick Durbin, you accused our Soldiers at Guantanamo of being Nazis, tenders of Soviet style gulags and as bad as the regime of Pol Pot, who murdered two million of his own people after your party abandoned Southeast Asia to the Communists. Now you want to abandon the Iraqis to the same fate. History was not a good teacher for you, was it? Lord help us! See Dick run.
Ted Kennedy, for days on end you held poster-sized pictures from Abu Ghraib in front of any available television camera. Al Jazeera quoted you saying that Iraqi's torture chambers were open under new management. Did you see the news, Teddy? The Islamic Nazis demonstrated another beheading for you. If you truly supported our troops, you'd show the world poster-sized pictures of that atrocity and demand the annihilation of it. Your legislation stripping support from the South Vietnamese led to a communist victory there. You're a bloated, drunken fool bent on repeating the same historical blunder that turned freedom-seeking people over to homicidal, genocidal maniacs. To paraphrase John Murtha, all while sitting on your wide, gin-soaked rear-end in Washington .
Nancy Pelosi, Harry Reid, Carl Levine, Barbara Boxer, Diane Feinstein, Russ Feingold, Hillary Clinton, Pat Leahy, Barack Obama, Chuck Schumer, the Hollywood Leftist morons, et al, ad nauseam: Every time you stand in front of television cameras and broadcast to the Islamic Nazis that we went to war because our President lied, that the war is wrong and our Soldiers are torturers, that we should leave Iraq, you give the Islamic butchers - the same ones that tortured and mutilated American Soldiers - cause to think that we'll run away again, and all they have to do is hang on a little longer. It is inevitable that we, the infidels, will have to defeat the Islamic jihadists. Better to do it now on their turf, than later on ours after they have gained both strength and momentum.
American news media, the New York Times particularly: Each time you publish stories about national defense secrets and our intelligence gathering methods, you become one united with the sub-human pieces of camel dung that torture and mutilate the bodies of American Soldiers. You can't strike up the courage to publish cartoons, but you can help Al Qaeda destroy my country. Actually, you are more dangerous to us than Al Qaeda is. Think about that each time you face Mecca to admire your Pulitzer.
You are America ’s 'AXIS OF IDIOTS.' Your Collective Stupidity will destroy us. Self-serving politics and terrorist-abetting news scoops are more important to you than our national security or the lives of innocent civilians and Soldiers. It bothers you that defending ourselves gets in the way of your elitist sport of politics and your ignorant editorializing. There is as much blood on your hands as is on the hands of murdering terrorists. Don't ever doubt that. Your frolics will only serve to extend this war as they extended Vietnam . If you want our Soldiers home as you claim, knock off the crap and try supporting your country ahead of supporting your silly political aims and aiding our enemies.
Yes, I'm questioning your patriotism.. Your loyalty ends with self. I'm also questioning why you're stealing air that decent Americans could be breathing.. You don't deserve the protection of our men and women in uniform. You need to run away from this war, this country. Leave the war to the people who have the will to see it through and the country to people who are willing to defend it. Our country has two enemies: Those who want to destroy us from the outside and those who attempt it from within.
Semper Fi,
J. D. Pendry
Sergeant Major, USMC, Retired
Bill Clinton, you played ring around the Lewinsky while the terrorists were at war with us. You got us into a fight with them in Somalia and then you ran from it. Your weak-willed responses to the USS Cole and the First Trade Center Bombing and Our Embassy Bombings emboldened the killers. Each time you failed to respond adequately, they grew bolder, until 9-11, 2001.
John Kerry, dishonesty is your most prominent attribute. You lied about American Soldiers in Vietnam . Your military service, like your life, is more fiction than fact. You've accused our military of terrorizing women and children in Iraq . You called Iraq the wrong war, wrong place, wrong time, the same words you used to describe Vietnam You're a fake.. You want to run from Iraq and abandon the Iraqis to murderers just as you did to the Vietnamese. Iraq , like Vietnam , is another war that you were for, before you were against it.
John Murtha, you said our military was broken. You said we can't win militarily in Iraq . You accused United States Marines of cold-blooded murder without proof and said we should redeploy to Okinawa .Okinawa, John? And the Democrats call you their military expert! Are you sure you didn't suffer a traumatic brain injury while you were off building your war hero resume? You're a sad, pitiable, corrupt and washed up politician. You're not a Marine, sir. You wouldn't amount to a good pimple on a real Marine's butt. You're a phony and a disgrace. Run away, John.
Dick Durbin, you accused our Soldiers at Guantanamo of being Nazis, tenders of Soviet style gulags and as bad as the regime of Pol Pot, who murdered two million of his own people after your party abandoned Southeast Asia to the Communists. Now you want to abandon the Iraqis to the same fate. History was not a good teacher for you, was it? Lord help us! See Dick run.
Ted Kennedy, for days on end you held poster-sized pictures from Abu Ghraib in front of any available television camera. Al Jazeera quoted you saying that Iraqi's torture chambers were open under new management. Did you see the news, Teddy? The Islamic Nazis demonstrated another beheading for you. If you truly supported our troops, you'd show the world poster-sized pictures of that atrocity and demand the annihilation of it. Your legislation stripping support from the South Vietnamese led to a communist victory there. You're a bloated, drunken fool bent on repeating the same historical blunder that turned freedom-seeking people over to homicidal, genocidal maniacs. To paraphrase John Murtha, all while sitting on your wide, gin-soaked rear-end in Washington .
Nancy Pelosi, Harry Reid, Carl Levine, Barbara Boxer, Diane Feinstein, Russ Feingold, Hillary Clinton, Pat Leahy, Barack Obama, Chuck Schumer, the Hollywood Leftist morons, et al, ad nauseam: Every time you stand in front of television cameras and broadcast to the Islamic Nazis that we went to war because our President lied, that the war is wrong and our Soldiers are torturers, that we should leave Iraq, you give the Islamic butchers - the same ones that tortured and mutilated American Soldiers - cause to think that we'll run away again, and all they have to do is hang on a little longer. It is inevitable that we, the infidels, will have to defeat the Islamic jihadists. Better to do it now on their turf, than later on ours after they have gained both strength and momentum.
American news media, the New York Times particularly: Each time you publish stories about national defense secrets and our intelligence gathering methods, you become one united with the sub-human pieces of camel dung that torture and mutilate the bodies of American Soldiers. You can't strike up the courage to publish cartoons, but you can help Al Qaeda destroy my country. Actually, you are more dangerous to us than Al Qaeda is. Think about that each time you face Mecca to admire your Pulitzer.
You are America ’s 'AXIS OF IDIOTS.' Your Collective Stupidity will destroy us. Self-serving politics and terrorist-abetting news scoops are more important to you than our national security or the lives of innocent civilians and Soldiers. It bothers you that defending ourselves gets in the way of your elitist sport of politics and your ignorant editorializing. There is as much blood on your hands as is on the hands of murdering terrorists. Don't ever doubt that. Your frolics will only serve to extend this war as they extended Vietnam . If you want our Soldiers home as you claim, knock off the crap and try supporting your country ahead of supporting your silly political aims and aiding our enemies.
Yes, I'm questioning your patriotism.. Your loyalty ends with self. I'm also questioning why you're stealing air that decent Americans could be breathing.. You don't deserve the protection of our men and women in uniform. You need to run away from this war, this country. Leave the war to the people who have the will to see it through and the country to people who are willing to defend it. Our country has two enemies: Those who want to destroy us from the outside and those who attempt it from within.
Semper Fi,
J. D. Pendry
Sergeant Major, USMC, Retired
Walk In It With Me
And the Spirit bade me go with them, nothing doubting. Moreover these six brethren accompanied me, and we entered into the man's house: Acts 11:12
My holy people; allow My Spirit to lead you in your walk with Me. Doing so will not only be a walk of faith, but it will be pleasing to Me and will accomplish My will in and through your life.
Many do not know what it is like to follow Me by the leading of My Spirit. Instead they cling only to what they know and to what has been taught them. While this is certainly the safe way to proceed, it is not a faith filled life that will glorify Me.
My holy people; your life is not your own, but instead your life is Mine and I desire to order your life, every part of it, so you walk intimately with Me, day by day. Day by day? Yes, day by day, even moment by moment. I want you to open the door of your life wide and allow Me to guide, direct and bring about great faith in your daily walk with Me. Doing so will cause you to glorify Me each and every day.
Is that what you want? A life surrendered to Me, fully? If not, then it is time to repent. But if this is truly your heart desire, then begin to call out to Me. Call out to Me in the early morning. Call out to Me when you have no one else to turn to. Call out to Me and allow My Spirit to lead and direct your life in all of your weakness and in all of your brokenness. I use weak and broken things. I will use those that yield their heart and their day by day livelihood to Me. Be filled with the knowledge of My will, unto brokenheartedness. Be My holy People, called to follow after something bigger than yourselves.
With all your heart, with all your mind, with all your soul and with all your strength: follow Me day by day, led by My Spirit. This is the way; walk in it - to My glory and fame.
My holy people; allow My Spirit to lead you in your walk with Me. Doing so will not only be a walk of faith, but it will be pleasing to Me and will accomplish My will in and through your life.
Many do not know what it is like to follow Me by the leading of My Spirit. Instead they cling only to what they know and to what has been taught them. While this is certainly the safe way to proceed, it is not a faith filled life that will glorify Me.
My holy people; your life is not your own, but instead your life is Mine and I desire to order your life, every part of it, so you walk intimately with Me, day by day. Day by day? Yes, day by day, even moment by moment. I want you to open the door of your life wide and allow Me to guide, direct and bring about great faith in your daily walk with Me. Doing so will cause you to glorify Me each and every day.
Is that what you want? A life surrendered to Me, fully? If not, then it is time to repent. But if this is truly your heart desire, then begin to call out to Me. Call out to Me in the early morning. Call out to Me when you have no one else to turn to. Call out to Me and allow My Spirit to lead and direct your life in all of your weakness and in all of your brokenness. I use weak and broken things. I will use those that yield their heart and their day by day livelihood to Me. Be filled with the knowledge of My will, unto brokenheartedness. Be My holy People, called to follow after something bigger than yourselves.
With all your heart, with all your mind, with all your soul and with all your strength: follow Me day by day, led by My Spirit. This is the way; walk in it - to My glory and fame.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Times And Seasons
Concerning times and seasons, brothers, you have no need for anything to be written to you. For you yourselves know very well that the day of the Lord will come like a thief at night. When people are saying, "Peace and security," then sudden disaster comes upon them, like labor pains upon a pregnant woman, and they will not escape. But you, brothers, are not in darkness, for that day to overtake you like a thief. For all of you are children of the light and children of the day. We are not of the night or of darkness. Therefore, let us not sleep as the rest do, but let us stay alert and sober. Those who sleep go to sleep at night, and those who are drunk get drunk at night. But since we are of the day, let us be sober, putting on the breastplate of faith and love and the helmet that is hope for salvation. For God did not destine us for wrath, but to gain salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ, who died for us, so that whether we are awake or asleep we may live together with him. Therefore, encourage one another and build one another up, as indeed you do. (1 Thess 5:1-11)
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Four Candles For You Dad
RUNYON, ROY V., 75, of St. Cloud, passed away on Wednesday, July 2, 2008, after a short illness. He was born in Pedro, OH, to the late Harvey and Grace (Johnson) Runyon. He leaves to cherish his memory his wife of 20 years, Mary Runyon; son, Richard Runyon; daughters, Connie Grabowski; Rebecca Phillips of Delaware; Vickie Taylor, of WV; and Joyce Conley, of VA; and a stepson, William Richmond of FL; 16 grandchildren; and 7 great-grandchildren; along with several nieces and nephews. He served with the U.S. Army in Korea. He was employed as an auto body technician for many years and enjoyed restoring his own classic vehicles. he was an avid fisherman and enjoyed boating with his wife and beloved pet dog, GiGi. Funeral services were private and handled by A Community Funeral Home and Sunset Cremations, Orlando.
Four Candles for You Dad, on this one year of your death...
The first candle represents our grief.
The pain of losing you.
It reminds us of the depth of our love for you.
This second candle represents our courage.
To confront our sorrow,
To comfort each other,
To change our lives.
This third candle we light in your memory.
For the times we laughed,
The times we cried,
The times we were angry with each other,
The silly things you did,
The caring and joy you gave us.
This fourth candle we light for our love.
We light this candle that your light will always shine.
As we enter this 1 year of your passing and share this day of remembrance with our family and friends.
We cherish the special place in our hearts that will always be reserved for you.
We thank you for the gift your living brought to each of us.
We love you.
We remember you.
Daughter, Connie & Family
Four Candles for You Dad, on this one year of your death...
The first candle represents our grief.
The pain of losing you.
It reminds us of the depth of our love for you.
This second candle represents our courage.
To confront our sorrow,
To comfort each other,
To change our lives.
This third candle we light in your memory.
For the times we laughed,
The times we cried,
The times we were angry with each other,
The silly things you did,
The caring and joy you gave us.
This fourth candle we light for our love.
We light this candle that your light will always shine.
As we enter this 1 year of your passing and share this day of remembrance with our family and friends.
We cherish the special place in our hearts that will always be reserved for you.
We thank you for the gift your living brought to each of us.
We love you.
We remember you.
Daughter, Connie & Family
Friday, July 10, 2009
The Cry For A Global Fix
The nightmare on Wall Street is far worse than a dozen movies combined of The Nightmare on Elm Street. The long-predicted financial meltdown of America's debt-ridden economy finally arrived in the Fall of 2008 under the Bush administration. The elements of a perfect storm converged. Since then, there has been a cascade of bad economic news on a daily basis that makes even those with great faith that God is in control a bit shaky.
Dr. Mark Hitchcock has connected the dots in his new book, Cashless: Bible Prophecy, Economic Chaos, & the Future Financial Order. Hitchcock presents the best case I have read as to how America has changed forever and how it applies to what the Bible foretold. He asks the right question: "What if the global financial chaos is not just a massive economic meltdown but rather, the genesis of a dramatic, tectonic shift toward a global economic system?"
People in pain are willing to go along with almost anything the government proposes if it can stop the economic bleeding. Thus, global cooperation has been astonishing. In tough times, people are willing to surrender freedoms, make concessions, and cooperate in ways never imagined. And this is why many Americans are going along with the socialization of our country.
The words of Thomas Jefferson are a stark reminder and warning: "A government big enough to give you everything you want is strong enough to take everything you have." And according to the Bible, that's exactly where all of this is ultimately headed. Economic chaos is leading to a cashless society as one foundation for a future financial order. There is a cry for a "global fix." The only question is, how soon will it be fully implemented?
The rush toward globalism and a cashless society will grease the skids for the coming of the slickest politician the world has ever known. He is called the Antichrist, the son of destruction, the lawless one, and the beast. He will seize the reins of world power and the global economy to advance his own agenda.
Many have wondered what could possibly happen to make the world ripe for the arrival of this evil one. Yes, a collapsing financial system is a setup. But there also must be a longing for a "man with a plan." A "Mr. Fix-it." We see how much of the world considers Barack Obama to be "president of the world." Evan Thomas of Newsweek said of him, "Obama's standing above the country, above the world. He's sort of god."
I am not suggesting Obama is the Antichrist. But the adulation knows no bounds. Search engines reveal thousands of references to him as a "messiah."
In the last ten days we have seen more "man worship." As an attendee of Michael Jackson's funeral said, "He's our prince, he's our king." While the constant news coverage of the event has been intolerable, it reveals that once again mankind longs for a "savior." No matter how sick Jackson was, to many, he was and is a god. The longing is there.
Nations are uniting like never before! Get used to hearing about the G-7, G-15, G-20, G-30. There must be a forced economic alliance to stay afloat.
Today the Pope called for a "world political authority." In his 30,000-word encyclical, he pushed for "reform of the United Nations Organization, and likewise of economic institutions and international finance, so that the concept of the family of nations can acquire real teeth." He is calling for the mandatory transfer of wealth from the haves to the have-nots through the brute force of the state. He even offers one suggestion as to how this might be made less objectionable to those whose wealth would be taken.
So now even the Pope is a part of the "perfect storm."
Back to Mark Hitchcock's book that outlines all of this without naming the names I have. There are approaching hoof beats from the four horsemen of the apocalypse. It's just a foreshadowing now. They appear in the Tribulation, which we are not in at this time but read about it in Revelation 6:1-8. You can read about financial collapse, hyperinflation, and famine in the land. Don't think it can't happen! It did in the Weimer Republic in the 1920s and it is taking place today in Zimbabwe. In both instances a day's wages were and are required to buy a loaf of bread! And with the Federal Reserve printing money faster each day, the logical conclusion is hyperinflation in America in the near future.
So when will we be cashless? We're in the process. From online payments to direct deposit to credit card use, the world is more and more comfortable without the burden of cash. As one pundit put it, "Buddy, can you spare me a card swipe?"
It's all a setup that is foretold in the Bible. How tragic that many denominations don't take such passages literally. They allegorize them as though they were nothing but a fairy tale. And why would God write fairy tales? Those folks who take this allegorically, or who have skewed eschatology, are missing out on the clues to all that is happening today.
To better understand these issues, visit our Web category, "Prophecy Watch."
Dr. Mark Hitchcock has connected the dots in his new book, Cashless: Bible Prophecy, Economic Chaos, & the Future Financial Order. Hitchcock presents the best case I have read as to how America has changed forever and how it applies to what the Bible foretold. He asks the right question: "What if the global financial chaos is not just a massive economic meltdown but rather, the genesis of a dramatic, tectonic shift toward a global economic system?"
People in pain are willing to go along with almost anything the government proposes if it can stop the economic bleeding. Thus, global cooperation has been astonishing. In tough times, people are willing to surrender freedoms, make concessions, and cooperate in ways never imagined. And this is why many Americans are going along with the socialization of our country.
The words of Thomas Jefferson are a stark reminder and warning: "A government big enough to give you everything you want is strong enough to take everything you have." And according to the Bible, that's exactly where all of this is ultimately headed. Economic chaos is leading to a cashless society as one foundation for a future financial order. There is a cry for a "global fix." The only question is, how soon will it be fully implemented?
The rush toward globalism and a cashless society will grease the skids for the coming of the slickest politician the world has ever known. He is called the Antichrist, the son of destruction, the lawless one, and the beast. He will seize the reins of world power and the global economy to advance his own agenda.
Many have wondered what could possibly happen to make the world ripe for the arrival of this evil one. Yes, a collapsing financial system is a setup. But there also must be a longing for a "man with a plan." A "Mr. Fix-it." We see how much of the world considers Barack Obama to be "president of the world." Evan Thomas of Newsweek said of him, "Obama's standing above the country, above the world. He's sort of god."
I am not suggesting Obama is the Antichrist. But the adulation knows no bounds. Search engines reveal thousands of references to him as a "messiah."
In the last ten days we have seen more "man worship." As an attendee of Michael Jackson's funeral said, "He's our prince, he's our king." While the constant news coverage of the event has been intolerable, it reveals that once again mankind longs for a "savior." No matter how sick Jackson was, to many, he was and is a god. The longing is there.
Nations are uniting like never before! Get used to hearing about the G-7, G-15, G-20, G-30. There must be a forced economic alliance to stay afloat.
Today the Pope called for a "world political authority." In his 30,000-word encyclical, he pushed for "reform of the United Nations Organization, and likewise of economic institutions and international finance, so that the concept of the family of nations can acquire real teeth." He is calling for the mandatory transfer of wealth from the haves to the have-nots through the brute force of the state. He even offers one suggestion as to how this might be made less objectionable to those whose wealth would be taken.
So now even the Pope is a part of the "perfect storm."
Back to Mark Hitchcock's book that outlines all of this without naming the names I have. There are approaching hoof beats from the four horsemen of the apocalypse. It's just a foreshadowing now. They appear in the Tribulation, which we are not in at this time but read about it in Revelation 6:1-8. You can read about financial collapse, hyperinflation, and famine in the land. Don't think it can't happen! It did in the Weimer Republic in the 1920s and it is taking place today in Zimbabwe. In both instances a day's wages were and are required to buy a loaf of bread! And with the Federal Reserve printing money faster each day, the logical conclusion is hyperinflation in America in the near future.
So when will we be cashless? We're in the process. From online payments to direct deposit to credit card use, the world is more and more comfortable without the burden of cash. As one pundit put it, "Buddy, can you spare me a card swipe?"
It's all a setup that is foretold in the Bible. How tragic that many denominations don't take such passages literally. They allegorize them as though they were nothing but a fairy tale. And why would God write fairy tales? Those folks who take this allegorically, or who have skewed eschatology, are missing out on the clues to all that is happening today.
To better understand these issues, visit our Web category, "Prophecy Watch."
By Jan Markell
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