Memorial Day: Remember?

Today I thought of my brother who fought in Desert Storm 1991. He spent more than 20 years in the United States armed forces. He found my wonderful sister in law in Germany while he was stationed there in the 1980's. I thought of him and his sacrifices and those of his family during times when their husband and father was gone from home for months, even nearly a year at a time. How grateful I am to him and those like him who serve this country and stand for those principles upon which it was founded.

Tonight, as I sat in my room folding laundry, I was half-heartedly watching the news. There was a story about what is presently happening in California. It seems the California Supreme Court will decide tomorrow whether or not to uphold or overturn Proposition 8 which defines marriage in California to be between one man and one woman. Of course, it is well known that San Francisco, California is the homosexual capitol of the nation, if not the world. I know the word 'gay' is the politically correct term for homosexuality, however, I am not employed by anyone who requires me to speak in the currently accepted political terms, and while I still have the freedom to speak freely in this country my brother and so many more unnamed soldiers have defended, I will speak the words I believe are the most true. I do not associate homosexuality with the word gay, which means happy or joyful. I have read a prophets words that say: wickedness never was happiness. And so, in my mind, actions that fall into the category of sin, cannot bring happiness to anyone. But I digress...

It is possible, not likely I think, but possible that the California Supreme Court may overturn a law that was implemented by the voice of the people of the State of California. The PEOPLE voted and said: marriage is between one man and one woman. When we come to a place in America where the COURT decides what laws the people may enact, we have come to a place where America has ceased to be what she was born to be. Have we come to the sad conclusion at which the government of the people, by the people and for the people has perished from the earth? If the people speak and the court silences them... if the people vote and the government does not listen... if the people are governed by those who are not required to represent the voters... if the this country has ceased to be that which it was born to be, then what has it become?

When an American President fires and hires a CEO of an American corporation as part of government business, what sort of government is that?

When the government establishes government regulated and administered health care for all, including for those who not only pay no taxes, but are not United States Citizens, what sort of government is that?

When the government regulates everything from education of our children, to what kind of cars manufacturers build, to how much money CEO's are allowed to make...

When the government comes to include the judiciary...

When the tax dollars of Texan's are sent to pay for the mistakes of California or Michigan... and I have no vote in California... is not that taxation without representation? Weren't there some people who made a big deal about that once upon a time?

What sort of government is that?

It is not a government of, by and for the people. It is not the limited government that is only intended to deal with issues not able to be dealt with at the state government level.

It is not the limited government it was designed to be. Not the government described in the Constitution of the United States of America.

How grateful I am for those who serve what is left of America. The ghost that remains. The American dream...a dream that is waking...

Is it lost? The dream? Will it take the return of the King of all to correct what is happening in not only the world around us, but in our own nation?

I pray for the soldiers who defend freedom. I pray for their families. I pray for the leaders of nations that they may have wisdom in judgment and have the righteous desires of their hearts.

I pray for the United States of America; that she may withstand the onslaught of those who are trying to destroy her by changing her so severely that she may never recover her identity.

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  1. Hi sally, Your mom speaking here.
    Last night I watched on the History Channel the story of the Maya/Aztecs and their civilization. A part of the story included some 4 pages of writings from that early life which escaped the Spanish destruction. The document known as the Aztec Calendar was discussed. It is believed that the calendar "ends" at 21 December 2012. I probably won't be around to witness this, but according to the scholars who have deciphered the writings, a new "cycle" starts then.
    I found it interesting to speculate that the next presidential election will be held in November of that year. Maybe I can watch from another plain and see what that next "cycle" will bring.

    We are taught of many 'signs' which will foretell the re-appearance of the Lord Jesus of Nazareth. Do you not suppose that the condition of the world governments (not just ours, which is superior to many others), along with the natural disasters happening world-wide, might be a fulfilling of prophecies made long ago? We must learn to equip ourselves with methods to survive, if possible, the natural AND the man-made catastrophies. Not only survive, but to maintain our knowledge of right and wrong. That we all are brothers on this earth.

    Sorry. You make it so easy to respond!
    Love, Mom.

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  2. Don't be sorry for responding :) I know you are right. I've heard that about the Mayan calander as well. Not that I'm counting the days, though, you know. But there are truly prophesies continuing to be fulfilled as the clock ticks away until the return of that Jesus named by you. We are told that, if we are prepared, we shall not fear. I think it is like giving birth, sort of. It hurts. You know it will hurt. It is difficult and one enters that gate to motherhood with a little fear, maybe, and some anxious feelings. But it must be. It was going to be from the moment of conception. Such is it with the life of this planet. From its beginning, the end was inevitalbe. Where we will be when it all comes to pass is the question. Where will we stand? We've been told to stand in holy places. Not only should we stand in the house of the Lord on a regular basis, but my hope is that my own home will be a holy place of refuge for my children as they are growing up in a world full of wickedness. I hope they are able to see the storm outside while they take shelter within the walls of this home. when you look out the window, you can see the storm. When you stand in the storm, it is harder to find your way. It is challenging to raise children in the world and have them be not of the world.

    I'm rambling... and I have no spell check!!
    Love you, Mom.
    Sally

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