Thursday, November 10, 2016


This is not the normal sort of post that I would write.
While a am very opinionated as far as politics goes, it is a subject that I tend to stay away from because it tends to be divisive.

Also, I experienced something ten years ago that made me realize that politics can be to personal.
I tend to put politics in the arena of logic, the cerebral and debate, but I have realized that many people make politics  a matter of the heart.

Let us take for instance the amount of crying that has gone on since the victory of Donald Trump over his rival Hillary Clinton
It's true that we are all disappointed when our candidate loses, but while it is a matter of sadness for a day or so, there really is a time to put on your grown up pants and get on with life. 

Here is what I would like all of you sad people to do.  I would like you to sit down for an hour or two with a copy of the constitution of the United States of America.  It's not a terribly long document, but it has genius in it  that might relieve your suffering.

Here is the preamble:
(Just a note, this Christian conservative has memorized it)

We the people, in order to form a more perfect union, establish justice, ensure domestic tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general welfare, and secure the blessings of liberty for ourselves and our posterity, to ordain and establish this constitution of the United States of America.

Please read the rest of this valuable and genius document.

This is something almost unheard of for most of history.  (You should read world history too).

The whole of Europe followed suit with this kind of government, most African nations, almost the whole of South America, some of Asia, Australia, and Canada.


So stop your whining, get educated, and thank God that the people who created the incredible document that allows for this.

No worries about us having a female president either.  It will happen, it just has to be the right woman.
I'm thinking me.


Monday, October 24, 2016

I don't even want to think how this could have turned out.
I'm no Thelma, nor am I a Louise.

But I am guilty of this, there is a road that I spend a large part of my driving life on.  I drive on it at least a 4,562 times a week.  

Driving might not be the right word.  Zipping by, zooming, okay, okay, SPEEDING...I speed by because it's one of those roads where the speed limit is 100% out of touch with reality.

Do I need to say more than that, because you all know THAT road.

This road gets more humorous because half way between  my town and our neighboring town lies a sheriff station.

AND, everyone speeds by that station. 

I have never seen anyone pulled over on this road, though I have seen a few sheriff cars cruising.

But, the other day there was a sheriff car ONE CAR BEHIND ME.....and I was speeding.

I though to myself, he's already seen that I am speeding, what should I do?  Should I slow down? He might pull me over if I pull down.  Should I speed up and hope I loose him?  But that would be so wrong!

What would you do?  You would do what I did.

Yes, it's true, I sped up.  This road has a lot of turns and hills and I know if I could just distance myself...well, it might be out of sight, out of mind.

And guess what? 

I lost him.

I had commited an illegal act and I ran from the cops.

It's true.

I turned onto a new highway, and knew I was home free.

But what should I see?  The Newark police.

I was sure the sheriff had radioed to him, I was sure I'd be pulled over.

But, I escaped AGAIN!  Not by speeding this time, but I coolly kept the speed limit and drove on by the police.

By this time I had a pretty guilty conscience.
I had done wrong, I had run away intentionally, and faked innocence in front of the one who could judge me.

This is my spiritual story really.  I knew there was a God who wanted me to do right. 
I could not do right...I did not do right.

When I found out that God's gift was forgiveness, I was too proud to admit I didn't already know God.

So I lied, and said told a camp counselor that I knew Christ, but if someone didn't, how would they accept him?

She was very gracious and told me that I only need to ask and God would forgive me through Christ.
That night I accepted the Lord...

A prideful, lying, brand new baby Christian was born.

He has been faithful to grow me.

Monday, August 29, 2016

There are those times when you can't figure out why certain things are happening.
The times when you are supposed to be asking, "What are you trying to teach me here God?"

The answer is certainly difficult to find...or hear sometimes.

Thankfully, I'm not alone.
A guy named King David had that same problem, and his problems were WAY worse than least so far.

The Bible says that David was a man after God's own heart.
Sometimes I think, "Yea, right on David! You are a man after God's own heart!"
Sometimes I think, "What's wrong with you David?  Clearly you haven't a clue how to live a decent fellows life."

Often, I want to get judgemental about him.
Often I put on my E.R.A. hat and have a hissy fit when I read about him.
(No, I don't really own an E.R.A. hat).

Then I look at my own life which I like to think of as super great and godly...and sometimes, it is.
Sometimes I think,"Yea, way to go ME."
Then sometimes I think, "What's wrong with me?  Clearly I have no clue how to live a decent life."

Then I become very thankful for that ancient king.  He is just like me, plus, he never had the advantage of Christian self help books and 2000 years plus of scholarly research to help us all live a life pleasing to God.

Thanks for telling us a very human man could capture your heart.

That means that maybe I could capture your heart too God.

I love you God.
Thanks for sending Jesus.