Saturday, April 21, 2018

Illinois: A Slave State





Illinois: A slave state
(by R.P.Edwards)

Once a FREE state
Now no more
As Abraham decays
For Bruce has said
Abe Lincoln's dead
And Children 
ARE
Our SLAVES


Back from our local abortion clinic. The parking lot was full (not unusual). What WAS unusual was that it had accommodated the many well BEFORE the regular opening time. Why? I suppose the pro-aborts may have learned of a coming group that would fill the sidewalks with God representatives. Sooo, they changed the starting time.

Evil is often clever.

Now, the update: as mentioned in a previous post, our Governor Rauner, with purpose and resolve, signed the bill that forced ME and my fellow Illinois citizens to help pay for abortions. Since the deed became law four months ago the local abortuary has gone from being open 3 days a week...to 5! And, when a couple of out of state participants (who weren't very far along [late terms ARE done here]) were asked why they didn't get the abortion locally; they in essence responded: "Because in Illinois it doesn't cost me anything."

Yes, Illinois, the Land of Lincoln, has gone from being a FREE state--championing the dignity of each human life--to a SLAVE state. However, rather than skin color being the prerequisite (although African Americans are disproportionately slaughtered here) in this case the unborn are the chattel, the possession...the slave. 

I haven't been to Lincoln's tomb in a while (located in Springfield). I wonder if there's a rumbling in the vault?

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Saturday, April 14, 2018

London RIP?



The Cycle
(by R.P.Edwards)

Ebb and flow
The nations go
Towards God
And then away
And with the sin
The pains begin
Till broken hearts
Must pray


Righteousness exalts a nation,
But sin is a reproach to any people.
(Proverbs 14:34 KJV)


For those in the know it was a "wow" kind of thing; the learning that the powers that be in London Town have passed an ordinance preventing pro-life intercessors close-access to those whose minds are set on ridding their lives of the inconvenience of another "made in God's image" human, i.e. abortion. These sidewalk Christian folk have the simple goals of helping the mother and keeping the baby alive. "Wow" comes in because the authorities have, without knowing it (obviously), put their collective fingers in the eye of the Almighty. 

Apostasy is nothing new. The human heart (less Christ) is by nature fallen, degenerate, twisted, prone to sin. AND, since there are evil forces about, the idea that godless (not a put-down; its what they are) leaders would naturally LEAD those they represent into gross error, well, it's not surprising. But, I suppose the reason it caught this mid-American's attention is the location...London. 

You see, I, like many, have ties to the land of Dickens. Grandfather on my Dad's side emigrated from the UK early in the last century. But more than that I have an affection and affinity for my Christian ancestors as well. Yes, names like Wesley (both brothers), Whitefield, Newton, Wilberforce, Booth and Wigglesworth all have a special place in this writer's heart and it truly saddens me to see the land that birthed these giants has chosen to abandon their God. But, knowing that individuals (and by extension, nations) cannot inherit salvation, I'm hoping that revival fires will, once again, burn hot in the British Isles and, of course, the U.S. (let's throw in Canada while we're at it).

Concerning the photo: A scene at the local abortion clinic the morning of this entry. Pictured, a well-versed and compassionate intercessor offering help. 

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Saturday, March 31, 2018

Roseanne and me





Roseanne
(by R.P.Edwards)

Raucous
Rowdy
Caustic
Charm
Funny
Lady
Critics disarmed
Pushing
Jabbing
Tickling
Tough
In toxic times
She cries
ENOUGH!


Yes, I was one of the 18 (and counting!) million who viewed Roseanne Barr's much heralded and anticipated foray into the world of prime time comedy (once again). And why? Because of her character's support (reflecting her own) of Hollywood's archenemy, President Donald Trump. You see, since I too am a fan of #POTUS, I thought it was worth a look. And it was.

I must admit, for the most part I enjoyed the low-brow lunacy that swirled around the blue-collar Conners family as old and new acquaintances were (and are) mixed together with the caustic and charming catalyst that is Rosanne Barr.  Funny stuff.

HOWEVER, since I am not a "vote your wallet" conservative, I'll probably pass next time. And here's why: Although there was playful banter around the edges of some points of contention (2nd Amendment, economy, etc) when it came to the area of abortion there was a clear consensus that the innocent unborn have no voice. AND, to a lesser extent and holding to the left's love affair with gender fluidity, there's a young grandson on the show who loves wearing feminine attire on his "brave" journey to who knows where. I mean really, c'mon.

Anyway, I appreciate the nod to the suffering middle class that thought "Trump" was worth a try in this last election. AND I appreciate the poke in the eye to the lofty elites who hate all things red and consider "fly over" folk as merely fodder for their fantasies. But, since my heart-felt views fall under the heading of  "Religious right," or "social conservative" or "Evangelical," the latest offering doesn't quite appeal to me. Nevertheless, I wish Roseanne and cast much success. 

By the way; I just recently viewed a wonderful, short documentary titled "I  lived on Parker Avenue." A heart-warming true story of abortion...with a happy ending. Grab a warm beverage and a tissue.




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Saturday, March 24, 2018

Bruce Rauner and Presumption

Hope Abortion Mill



Presumption
(by R.P.Edwards)

Presumption is
A dangerous thing
Believing
Based on "You"
But others, sir
Are "others," sir
They'll do
What "they" will do



Abigail was a tolerant wife. She knew, coming into this marriage, that "Bruce" was not perfect, but he certainly was more of what she was looking for than the other choices available. And so, they donned their marrying finery, said their vows, kissed, and married bliss ensued. Well, not really bliss, but imperfect Bruce at least made attempts at the union, and Abby appreciated that. However--and this is a BIG however--Bruce, when it came to the children; he simply, purposely, willingly broke his sacred vow to her that he would protect them. And so, with tears and determination, divorce proceedings began.

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I spent a small part of my morning--a dreary, cold, "I'd rather be home in bed" morning--standing outside an abortion clinic in southern Illinois. Business has been brisk of late and, part of the reason has to do with Governor Rauner's decision to force every Land of Lincoln taxpayer to help fund abortion; or as God calls it--murder.

Well, this last week we (voters) had a chance to remove said governor from the November ticket and place, instead, someone who understands that human life--ALL human life--has value. Yes, I cast my ballot for, prayed for, put a sign in my yard for, the honorable Jeanne Ives. But, she didn't quite make it.

And now to "presumption." Rather than going into the dreary subject of campaign chicanery, let's just jump to the part where the victorious backers of Gov. Rauner assume that now that the nasty little primary is over the wayward elephant followers will naturally coalesce around "the" candidate. And, perhaps if it was just about bloated budgets, and other money mismanagement, I might. BUT, since it's about a "God issue" (just as slavery was a God issue) I certainly will not.

Oh, I know some cringe and convulse at such simple reasoning. But, lady, sir, there ARE some issues that transcend all others. Slavery was one, infanticide another. AND, since Hell is our chosen destination, the quicker we get there the better. Perhaps then, when the bottom is reached, a looking up will occur.

Of course, being a believer in the Republic, I WILL be voting this coming November. There will be local issues and Representatives and judges to attend to. But when it comes to the office of Governor, Bruce Rauner WILL NOT get my vote. Nor, for that matter, will the democrat.

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Saturday, March 10, 2018

Tariffs: A Steelworker's Thoughts



Duh
(by R.P.Edwards)

Common sense
In short supply
Depend on THEM
And then you die
They'll hold the keys
To wealth and bread
And at THEIR whim
WE'LL end up DEAD
But go ahead
And whine and bray
Perhaps your tears
Will win the day
And the future's coming
Of the NEED
Will only make
YOUR children bleed



I suppose I should weigh in on the whole "Steel and Aluminum tariff" thing. Especially since I'm a steelworker (soon to be retired) and the MILL I sweat at has been in the news (yeah, that place the President mentioned, as in "500" more).

Anyway, I suppose I get the "fear" angle; where prices might go up a bit because steel might be a little more costly. BUT, national security really is an issue. I mean, c'mon! Do you (the collective "you") honestly think the arsenal of democracy can be reliably rolled off a freighter when fleets are sunk and all hell breaks loose everywhere else! It's nuts! And, since I have a bit of familiarity with the process, may I gently remind that this kind of production can't be turned on overnight. It takes planning and purpose and knowledgeable personnel.

AND, it's not like steel manufacturers have been greedy Gus's and they willingly priced themselves out of business. No, it's as simple and tragic as this: foreign entities produced and subsidized the product so that it could be DUMPED on our shores for less than the cost of manufacture. How can you compete with that? You can't. Sooo, we're simply asking for a level playing field. Whether it be through tariffs or some other rational and fair remedy. 

BUT, if the naysayers prevail (and they very well might,) let's see, when it comes time to make needful stuff out of a nonexistent supply; let's see if plump portfolios can be a suitable substitute. 

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Monday, January 22, 2018

Aspiring





Aspiring
(by R.P.Edwards)

Aspiring to godhood
Men oft do
But then they die
And discover 
True


It's the 45th anniversary of the Roe v Wade decision by the U.S. Supreme Court. Seven mere men overruled God and passed judgment on human life in the womb. Yes, these clever mortals had an "end" to come to and, by golly, they got there. Who cares that the constitution is silent on the matter? Who cares that judges are supposed to "judge" law and not make it? The decision was made and the babies died, and CONTINUE to die, to the tune of over 60 million at this writing. Yes, they aspired to godhood and, I suppose it only took a millisecond beyond the veil to discover their error.

Not much to add to the volumes that have been written on the subject but I would, for a brief moment, offer a sincere thanks to President Trump who matches rhetoric with deeds. Yes, from a conservative justice appointed to the Supreme Court (as in: one who actually uses the constitution) to the ending of the abominable Mexico City policy (funding for abortions abroad), the #POTUS is a "doer." AND, perhaps if the pulpits catch up and spread the truth around; perhaps a heavenly judgment can be forestalled.

Here's a little video about the sometime Kings. It's supposed to be funny. Not feeling it at the moment.

 

 

Sunday, December 24, 2017

The Gift of Trump




Grateful
(by R.P.Edwards)

Gifts oft given
Daily bread
Let us
So grateful be
For breath
And beat
And bondings sweet
All good gifts
Come
From Thee



17 Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.
(James 1:17 KJV)

First of all, then, I urge that entreaties and prayers, petitions and thanksgivings, 
be made on behalf of all men, for kings and all who are in authority, 
so that we may lead a tranquil and quiet life in all godliness and dignity.
(1 Timothy 2:1 NASB) 



Not yet Christmas day. A light dusting of snow has provided a "white" Christmas which, I suppose, provides an inner uptick; though long ago the cold stuff morphed from being a conscious tie to pleasure into merely a deterrent to adult goings. AND, even though the exuberant joy associated with tots and toys on this holiday is now once removed (i.e. grandkids) I will rouse myself on this cold Noel eve to be thankful, truly thankful for the greatest gift, and by extension...for others.

First of all, the Christ child. God with us. Emmanuel. Simply amazing; astounding. The great love of the Creator that birthed the solution to our utter helplessness by actually becoming a part of His creation. Of course, the completion is celebrated on Easter morn, but it starts (as in materially manifested) on Christmas day. AND this Savior, Redeemer, Prince of Peace--this Jesus--is never too far from my thoughts; and as I said...I am truly thankful.

And now, the other gifts. There are many; from those held with the hand, to those held with the heart. And, although I suppose I could make a list of the "things" I am thankful for (and probably should, on my own time) I would like to highlight here "one" gift that I recognize as God given; one gift that truly has been beneficial and has the potential to be even more so...President Donald Trump.

Yes, I know there are many who might have an issue with such an association, BUT, when I look at how the President has unshackled the Clergy so that they might boldly proclaim from the pulpit ALL truth without the threat of Government interference or penalty; when I see how the President has unabashedly supported Israel and has thereby invited God's sure blessing (I will bless those who bless you); AND when I see how President Trump has refused to kowtow to those who would rewrite our Judeo Christian heritage to suit their own godless progressive ends; well, I recognize the gift AND the giver.

And so, as the time of the reveal quickly approaches (as in presents) let us pause and recognize the deeper things. And, as many as will, let us continue to pray for this nation and its leaders--especially President Donald Trump--that we, with God's most necessary help, would be a gift to the world.

Merry Christmas!

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