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Here We Go Again

With the Presidential primaries quickly drawing to some sort of a conclusion, I must confess that this year has, in many respects, been quite different than any I can remember.

Some of you may very well be thinking, “Here we go again!” Having completed the divinely promised three score years, I have lived through the Presidency of Truman, Eisenhower, Kennedy, Johnson, Nixon, Ford, Carter, Reagan, Bush (George H.W.), Clinton, and Bush (George W), though I scarce remember the policies, practices, or popularity of the first two. Good Presidents have come and gone, and bad Presidents have been endured by the people who anxiously look forward to that time when their voice can be heard in the voting booth once again.

I have had the privilege of voting in every Presidential election since Lyndon Johnson. If my calculations are correct, I have, in my forty some years as a part of the electorate of this country, been exposed to more than 3,000 political ads over the years, and pulled the lever to cast my vote, some ten times. So, I feel that what I am about to say is at least worthy of some consideration by those of you who will be voting in this year’s upcoming election as we select yet another man (or woman, as the case may be) to serve in the capacity of President of these United States.

May I suggest that you take into consideration the following thoughts as you walk into that booth and cast your vote for who will fill the most important office in our troubled world.

First, the Christian takes into that voting booth something that others simply do not possess: the principles of truth and righteousness set forth in the Bible. The Psalmist said that the word of God is his “light” and “lamp” (Psa. 119:105). When the child of God steps into that voting booth, he uses that light to roll back the curtain that might otherwise hide the truth about the candidate’s policies and promises that are so often overlooked on the campaign trail. Every promise that each candidate made, every policy to which he holds, is measured in the light of God’s word; not the emotions of the heart. Second, when the child of God enters that booth he takes with him the realization that he will answer to God as to the choice he makes.

Since the time we were small children we have been reminded again and again that every single American plays a vital role in governmental affairs. This is a government of the people. Hence, every American has an influence on who sits behind that desk in the Oval Office. Since our vote plays a part in who fills the office of President, then it behooves us to vote with the realization that God is watching over our shoulder when we pull that lever or punch that card. Were Christ to stand beside you as you cast your vote this coming November, how would YOU vote? If we are instrumental in putting an ungodly man into office, then we will answer to God for the part we played in the process. Finally, each party and candidate should be measured in the light of what God’s word teaches.

 For a moment, let us simply ignore party names. Instead let us simply call them party “a” and party “b.” It is an undeniable truth supported by public proclamation, and party dogma, that one of these parties supports homosexuality as a way of life, abortion on demand, and has supported such liberal and immoral organizations as the ACLU, Planned Parenthood, and the National Gay and Lesbian organization. The other party opposes abortion (at least for now), believes in the Biblical design for the home and the sanctity of marriage, and seeks to maintain the moral and ethical values of the founders of this country. When you step into that booth, the child of God will not in any way, form or fashion, pull that lever in favor of a candidate or party that opposes all that is holy and godly.  

I’ll close with a few observations and leave this “political ad” with you in hopes that it will make each of us do some sobering and serious reflection on the responsibility we have to do what is right. First, just because a candidate “looks Presidential” (what ever that might mean), do not be taken in by their fair speech and smooth words. Political wolves are as dangerous as religious wolves, and their modus operandi is precisely the same. All too often the innocent and beguiled fall prey to the vicious attack of the wolf because they failed to realize that the wolf looked friendly but in fact was a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Second, take the time to be informed. You have six months to become aware of where each candidate stands on fundamental issues. If the only difference between the candidates was political, whether or not we should have national health care, or whether or not we should bring the troops home, then likely this article would never have been written.

It is precisely because of the vast difference in the candidates on moral issues that I encourage you to take the time to become informed. You need to know that two candidates oppose the “defense of marriage act,” two candidates support homosexual rights, and two candidates support abortion.

These are moral issues, and both candidates continue to battle for their party’s nomination. In my estimation, there is not one whit of difference between either of those candidates’ positions on moral issues and which ever one is finally nominated will represent that party’s position on these moral issues – positions that are without doubt ungodly and unholy.

Third, do not be swayed by the likeability of a candidate. It makes little difference how “likable” a leader is if he leads us in the wrong direction and takes our country down the path to moral degradation. The late Clarence Darrow once said, “When I was a boy I was told that anybody could become President; I'm beginning to believe it.”

If the unholy and ungodly element in our society manage to take control of the major branches of our government, then the words of Clarence Darrow take on a whole new meaning. As you consider the “pool” of Presidential possibilities, keep these thoughts in mind. Keep in mind that this year’s election is a crucial point in our history as a nation. Please, don’t approach this year’s election with the ho-hum attitude of, “Here we go again.”

By Tom Wacaster, By permission. Thank you, Tom.

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 A Pot Of Bean Soup
 

When our house burned, (preceeding article)  Bobby had come in at noon and put on a pot of beans for his 18 bean soup.  When the fire dept. turned the gas off for safety measures, the beans were already done.  When Bobby and Wendell went back to the burned house...to get the stuff we would need for overnight...they brought the bean soup with them. 

Our son was having the whole church over that night for a party.  The bean soup was quite a hit that night at the party.  They had a "smoked" taste and were delicious!  They may have been toxic also, but everyone knew the situation and ate some anyway,and there were no repercussions from it.

I just thought that if we gave Bobby's recipe for that soup we would have to say:  First...start a fire in your attic..... LOL

Now we know how to make them good without going to that extreme though.  We use Wright's Liquid Smoke.  It makes lots of things good!

 

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 God's Care
 

OUR LIFE IN GOD'S CARE

(The only place where tragedies can be blessings.)

In February and March of 2001, three things happened that changed our lives. Two were tragedies and one we expected, but just not at that particular time.

In February, my kidneys shut down, caused from a prescription that the dr had prescribed for rheumatoid arthritis. I thought it was the flu, because I was aching all over and vomiting.  On Monday I noticed I didn't have to get up to go to the bathroom all day. After the vomiting was over I just lay on the couch from Sunday until Wednesday.I didn't think much about it but on Tuesday night, I started getting concerned. All I wanted to do was just lay there and keep my eyes shut. I kept thinking it was the flu and that I would be fine.

On Wednesday morning when I told Bobby that my kidneys had not acted since Monday, he got in a tizzy and we went to the doctor. (Not the one who prescribed the medicine that shut them down.) He kept me in the hospital overnight and told me he couldn't help me...and then sent me to another doctor in another town in an ambulance.

I stayed there overnight and he said that he couldn't help me either and that he was sending me to his professor in Tulsa, OK. Another ambulance ride.  I stayed in the hospital there for two weeks and had to have dialyasis three times.  A  rheumatologist  checked me while I was in Tulsa, and I did not have RA. 

When I finally came home I was still weak but started back to work after a couple of weeks, at the post office where I was Officer in Charge at a neighboring town.

By then it was in the month of March. On St. Patrick's Day in 2001, on a Saturday, I came home from work and was still weak... so after lunch I lay down and took a nap. When I woke up it was a little cool in the house, so I turned on the central heat (Mistake number 1!) I opened the cage and let out Baby Bird (our little cockatiel) Mistake number 2!

I decided to wash my hair and during the time I was busy doing that...I knew Baby Bird was flying wild for some reason. With the water running, I couldn't hear or see anything. I raised my head up to put the towel over my hair and then I saw why he was flying wild! Black smoke was being forced out of the air vents. The attic was on fire and the smoke in the house was getting bad.  I tried to get Baby Bird back in the cage, but was not able to do that.

I had to get out because the smoke was getting to me. It was so hard to leave my little bird. I said: "Baby Bird, you are not going to live but about another minute" ...then I had to go move the vehicles from the carport. I moved the car and a guy came by and said he'd go to the shop and tell Bobby and he must have called the local fire dept too.

While I was trying to move the van, Bobby came and then the fire dept. Bobby wanted to go in and rescue Baby Bird, but I was afraid for him to go into the house...I told him that the Baby Bird was probably already dead anyway and I was afraid the roof would fall in on him.

I went out and sat in the car that I had parked down the street. Soon I had lots of company with my neighbors and then my sister came and we stood and watched the smoke. That's about all we could see. They opened the door to the carport and propped the screen back and Bobby saw Baby Bird fly to the utility room. This was about 20 minutes after I had gone out and left him in there!  

He landed and Bobby got him and brought him to me. I was so glad to see my little pet! I held him in the car for a long time, then put him in the cage that was in the front seat. (We still  have Baby Bird after 7  years. He is healthy and still going strong!)

The roof is the only thing that burned (brick house) but there was water damage to the extent that the insurance company totaled the house. The state fire marshall determined that the squirrel cage in the central heating system was 'froze' up...and that is what caused the fire.  Our neighbor said he heard an explosion...but I couldn't hear anything, I guess because of the water running. 

We went to our son's house and he and Bobby went back and got a few things out of the house that night. We stayed with them two weeks and then bought a travel trailor and parked at my MIL's house because we were helping take care of her.

A new house was not in our plans...but we could not find a ready built one that we could afford or wanted to buy.  We made arrangements to have our new house built a block away on 3 lots that we were just using as a garden plot. We moved into our new house in August of that year.

About a week after our house burned, I lost my OIC position and had to come back home and just work at the local P O as a clerk again...on Saturday mornings and when the P M wanted off. So my income went down immediately from $850.00 a week to about 43.00 a week. A career employee is not supposed to work as an OIC over 6 months at a time and I had been there 14 months. Quite a drop in pay though and we were not expecting it that soon.

But.... Since I didn't really feel like working, I decided to retire in June of that year. That was a blessing too. Bobby is semi-retired now and only works from 1-5 on Tuesdays through Saturdays (unless our grandkids have a ball game. lol) so we are enjoying life at this point. All three tragedies turned out to be great blessings. It's amazing what God can do in our lives. We recommend Him and His will for everyone! 

Someone has said: "There is no ultimate tragedy in the life of a faithful Christian."    This is so true!  Not even death is a tragedy in a Christian's life...because it is the gateway to Home!

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 CONSIDER THE BIRDS
 

CONSIDER THE BIRDS

Have you ever taken the time to consider the birds of the air as Jesus told his disciples to do in Matthew 6:26?

A few days ago I woke at 5:30 in the morning. It was one of those mornings after a light rain during the night. I got up just as it was breaking daylight and something caught my attention. It was the sound of all the birds singing. It is a sound that I have heard many times before, but for some reason it caught my attention on this particular morning. I got up and got my coffee and walked out on the front porch and just listened.

At first it sounded like senseless chatter, but as I listened closely, I could distinguish the sounds of the different kinds of birds. Several mocking birds and scissortails were singing in the trees around the house. The sparrows and finches were chirping. The humming birds squeaked as they buzzed in the top of the Mimosa tree. I could hear the distinct sound of the field larks out in the pasture. There was the occasional call of the bobwhite quail and the coo of the doves on the nest, the chuckle of the woodpeckers in the timber and the caw of the crows in the distance, each playing their part in this great symphony.

As I listened to these sounds that I have so often taken for granted, I remembered the words of an old familiar song.

This is my Father's world,

And to my listening ear,

All nature sings and round me rings

The music of the spheres.

This is my Father's world,

The birds their carols raise,

The morning light, the lily white,

Declare their Maker's praise.

It is no wonder that the sound of birds singing is said to be therapeutic. It is a sound that declares: There is a God, He is in control and all is well.

Wendell Ingram

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 TODAY
 

Whatever the day is.....

It is later than it has ever been

since time began! 

Please do not wait until

the end of your life

to decide what is vanity

and what is important!

Today...is later than it has ever been

for all of us!

 

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