The Meaning of America

I know that there is a lot to be concerned about in our nation. There is no doubt that our society is headed for great destruction. Anyone with half a conscience can see the wholesale moral corruption of our land. I am genuinely and understandably concerned about the future of our entire society.
But I have been thinking (since Independence Day) about what the United States of America stands for in the world. At least, for that which it used to stand. Continue reading


Youthful Parents

I was listening to the radio this morning and I heard a little snip-it: “Here’s a thought: Children are a great comfort in your old age. They will also help you reach it faster.”

While this made me chuckle inside, almost immediately it also made me indignant. There is a grain of truth in the fact that children cause a good deal of stress and require a great deal of attention and work. Some of the hardest work in the world is training, shaping, and loving a person from infancy into adulthood. Getting them to decent adulthood is even harder than that. And training mighty men and women up from the selfish children they start out being is a task so big only God can do it.

However, I do not believe children rob us of our youthfulness. I believe they extend it! There is nothing to keep you young like a 18 month old who likes to get into everything. Talk about a work out! It also keeps my mind sharp to be always aware of where he is, not to mention being aware of how I am training him. Yes, it is also tiring, but just because it tires me out does not mean it is stealing my youth. Nothing worth having was easily attained.

Just for giggles I looked up synonyms to “youthful” and these are some: enthusiastic, fresh, full of life, keen, vigorous, active, buoyant. In my opinion, these things are encouraged and grow stronger in my life BECAUSE I have children. Some reduction in these qualities is normal because…well…big surprise…..I’m growing older. But they are kept alive longer because my children keep me young.

Clinging to my Gun and my Religion

A few words that I hope will be encouraging to those of us that are very disappointed (to put it mildly) in the outcome of last night’s election.

Honestly, I’m stunned. I was very confident Romney would win, and that we would stave off the judgement of God a little longer. I was certain evil would not win the day! Boy was I wrong…  The forces of evil did succeed, and God “raised up” a leader who is as polar opposite of truly Biblical thinking and worldview as any that I can imagine. I suppose Vladimir Putin would be a worse president, but only by a slim margin. The Scripture says that God raises up one and puts down another. I feel put down, to change the usage there just a little. :o(

Part of me wants to go all “conspiracy” and start preparing for the end of modern civilization. Like the absolute breakdown of our entire economy, society, morals, communication, technology, and power-grid. I feel like I might have to hunt for our main courses, grow the rest of our food, and take turns with the men in our family sleeping on the porch with shotgun in hand to ward off the looters and scavengers. Or that I will begin to live out the book “1984”. George Orwell had it right, just about 30 years too early. Government’s about to get really huge and pushy, folks. Nosy too.

What would really make me fight tooth and nail is if the Government tries to tell me that I am endangering my children by taking them to a regular religious meeting, or some other crazy excuse, and tries to take them from me. You have never seen a parent with a faster trigger finger or more perfect aim, if things come to that extremity! So that part of me wants to cling to my gun, and prepare for the worst.

But another side of me (and neither of these points of view are necessarily opposite or incompatible) wants to cling to my “religion” in the sense that I know God is bigger than elections. I know he hasn’t been surprised by this, and he knew it was coming. Indeed he probably looked at Satan and said “Test my people. You may bring the fire.” when he permitted the Evil One to have a victory last night. (The Evil One being Satan, not Obama.) We cried out for God’s mercy, and this time he said “no.” Why are we surprised?

Mercy is by definition, undeserved. We should not be angry when the Lord does not grant the mercy we have requested. But there are so many other instances of the mercy of God being showered upon us all…we should be grateful, not disappointed.

But I digress from the point. My point is this: my “religion”, my faith, informs me that the Lord Jesus Christ sits as THE Ruler, not “a” ruler, but THE Eternal Ruler of the universe. He has held this position since time began. Shoot folks, he even invented TIME itself! He sees the end from the beginning. He has absolute wisdom, absolute power, absolute strength, and very importantly…absolute love for his children. He knows how to rule in the affairs of men a whole lot better than I do. I asked him for something, and he said no. I think I’ll just trust that he knows what he is doing. But no election, or evil triumph, or scary future….is so earth-shattering that it rattles my Lord Christ or ever strips him of ABSOLUTE authority.

Has God ever let me down in the past? No. Has he ever not cared for my needs? Nope! What about my family? Nada! Surely God needs electricity and grocery stores and viable currency to accomplish his will and provide for his children? AAAAAHHHHHIII don’t really see these things being a hindrance to the person who invented stars, the Moon, laws of physics, the human brain, every flower that is known to man, dinosaurs (a.k.a. dragons), and also knows the name of every hair on your head.  Nope, just don’t think it’s an issue.

So let’s remember whom we serve, whom we belong to, and that he knew last week what we would need today. 

Maybe I should just cling to him instead. Yeah, good idea Preacher. Thanks! ;o)


 Well, spending three weeks shut up with three sick children will certainly give you a different perspective on life. 😀 Having contracted a serious cough which was also considerably contagious, we felt it was best to keep our family away from others. So we instituted a self-imposed quarantine to protect the general population. This of course did not prevent me from contracting the disease myself. (It has required me to be out of work for eight days.)

This quarantine was instigated in the middle of our long-awaited and planned vacation. It was still a pleasant time with family, but several of the things we had hoped to do on vacation were incompatible with the requirements of quarantine.

This cough was of such a nature that it is most severe at night. This means that our children were, and indeed some still are, waking up from a dead sleep in the throes of a coughing fit so intense that it made it hard for them to breathe at first. (I experienced this myself once or twice.) This was very frightening for them, and not very much less frightening for their parents. Watching your child thrashing and struggling for breath for 10 to 15 seconds is a very troubling experience, to put it mildly.   Continue reading

Primary Priorities: A Word about Political Apathy

What has happened to the Christian idea about a civic duty?

My wife and I were astounded by how many people we personally know that did not vote in our statewide Republican primary for president on “Super Tuesday.” Now, I am not wanting to bash these friends into the ground, because I realize there are times when voting really is impossible. However, I do believe many people do not vote in the primary simply because they do not consider it important enough. It is not a priority.

Why is that? Why do we Christians think that voting in the primary is not a big deal? (Assuming this assessment is true. This is based on some personal experiences and some general apathy I hear from a lot of people in my work.) If we are unhappy with the candidate we are asked to vote for in November, then we need to participate in the selection process for chosing the best candidate. This means voting in primaries.  Continue reading

How does this happen?

I heard a news story today about a family where the wife disappears a couple years ago and the father then blows their house up, as in fire and gas explosion, with himself and his two boys inside. It is apparent that he committed suicide, murdering his two sons in the process. They now suspect he killed his wife also.

My question is: How does a man get to this point, where he is willing to kill his own wife and to also take the life of his young sons. (I think the boys were around 5 and 7.) This seems to me so twisted and unthinkable that I find it hard to understand at all. What made him so desperate? Surely, even if he was mad at his wife and killed her, he would not have held her actions against his own sons. Not to the point of killing them any way. How does a guy go from good daddy (the boys liked being with him and wanted to live with him) to killing them both and himself in one fell swoop?!

I just don’t get it.

The Accusation

I’ve heard the accusation all my life: “Isn’t that a cult?”  “[So-and-so] is a cult organization.” “Yeah, that’s just a cult.” To be honest, I’m sick of it. How is a cult defined? Why is this accusation thrown around so easily? It seems that when one side doesn’t have any logical argument to make, they just pull out the tried and true “that sounds a lot like a cult” line, and their opponents just cower and back off. Excuse me? *sigh* I’m just tired of hearing “cult” all the time. Let’s at least define it properly. That’s part of the problem. “Cult” is a word that can be loosely defined to mean whatever the user wants it to mean.

Here is an article that illustrates this, from Ken Ham’s blog.

Believing in a Literal Adam and a Literal Fall Makes Us a Cult? | Around the World with Ken Ham.