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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Sunday, December 3, 2017

Free will?






FREE WILL!
FREE WILL!
FREE WILL!
FREE WILL!


The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together
against the Lord, and against His anointed, saying,
Let us break their bands asunder,
and cast their cords away from us.
(Psalm 2:2,3 KJV)


The setting: outside the Hope Clinic for Women in Granite City, IL, December 2, 2017. As usual there are many streaming in for a liberating abortion (including late term). Yes, a life-ending ritual that frees men from paying child support and women from a notable detour and distraction; be it a life-long obligation or a nine-month till adoption inconvenience.

In they come; many from neighboring Missouri where legislators have placed speed bumps in the path of the abortion minded to cause a pause that might result in less loss of life. Illinois, the Land of Lincoln, gives the unborn no such consideration. So the Mississippi river is crossed...and the babies die.

Also, as usual, there are a few intercessors on the sidewalk pleading on behalf of the innocent. Some are artful, articulate; others, not so much. But they are passionate all and, on occasion, a baby lives.

On this day, however, what WAS a bit unusual was a momentary tirade by a passerby (I presume coming from the nearby hospital) who had had enough of the harassment (her view) of the women who were merely executing their rights. This middle-aged ordained minister (so she claimed) began chanting, "Free will! Free will! Free will!" Doing her part to dull the message of life, and expedite the means and method...of death.

So, what's the purpose of this post? Just an extended sigh; a weary and worn despair that sees evil and apostasy on the rise, all with the aid of the "let us break their bands" judiciary, and the malaise of the light-bearer that should be the church. Yes, there is great evil here but, as with slavery, only half seem to see it. 

I pray for an awakening.

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Saturday, October 21, 2017

Hater?





Of Haters
(by R.P.Edwards)

Haters
Hating 
Hatefully
The haters
That they
Hate
Because these haters
That they hate
Don't hate
The things
They hate 




I didn't know I was a hater. But I guess I am. After all, the Southern Poverty Law Center has deemed the Value Voters Summit a hate group. And, as we all know, President Trump spoke at said summit a short while back. Well, I took a gander at the values of these value folk and, to my utter amazement (not really) it seems I align quite readily. For instance, they believe in traditional marriage, the sanctity of life, religious liberty, and limited government. And, as you might expect, Bible believing Christians and Jews (of which I am a part) naturally gravitate towards such positions. And this makes us haters? I do find this curious for, until fairly recently, these goals were shared by the many and most of all previous generations. And these are haters as well?

I will tell you what I do hate, however. I hate the formerly isolated bilge of the Universities now being force fed down our collective throats; not through the democratic process but by a judiciary that has abandoned its sacred place. I hate the putrid PC nonsense that ever spews from our betters in Hollywood and the media overlords which infects our everyday life, from the workplace to the kindergarten classroom. I hate the blatant disrespect and lack of recognition that our current foundation of collective ease is constructed and mortared and protected with the blood of patriots past and present; all of which are haters by the twisted definition. And, I hate, perhaps most of all, that the bearer of the truth--the church--is so slow to rise in order to chastise and correct, and frankly be the salt and light that their (our) divine mandate demands.

Perhaps I am a hater after all. Who will join me?

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Saturday, October 7, 2017

H.R. 36 Pain-Capable Unborn Child Protection Act




Hope Clinic for Women, Granite City IL



Ghoulish
(by R.P.Edwards)

Ghoulish!
Ghastly!
Gruesome!
Gore!
It's Murdered Children
And nothing more



"It was an act of pure evil," so said President Trump concerning a murderer's machine-gun onslaught of innocent country music concert-goers in Las Vegas a week ago. Rightly so.

But then I pause to think: "Evil," these days (as always, I suppose) is subjective. Isis, the Islamic terrorist organization (who threw in their 2 cents) thought the gunman's actions were divine. To them killing "infidels" is a good thing. Also, a prominent liberal media type mentioned that most of the victims were most likely republican Trump supports (implying that it wasn't all that bad.) And, naturally, the anti-gun folk saw (see) the incident as a god-send to their "get rid of all firearms" cause.

But, for the vast majority...it WAS an act of pure evil.

And now ANOTHER story that also happened this past week, but never really made the headlines due the carnage of a more visible sort. I speak of H.R. 36, the Pain-Capable Unborn child Protection Act passed by the U.S. House of representatives; hopefully to end up eventually on the President's desk. What is in said act? Simply, since unborn children at twenty weeks and later can unquestionably "feel" pain, it's wrong to subject them to it: as in having their bodies ripped to pieces during an abortion. Exceptions include the life of the mother and pregnancies due to rape and incest. Indeed, knowing what we know now (ignorance no longer an option), doing ghastly things to innocent, feeling, pre-borns should also fall into the category of "pure evil." But...as with Las Vegas, it does not.

Alas, the vote was almost exclusively along party lines. AND, if the party of Jefferson wants to be remembered for something other than being the supporters of infanticide, NOW is the time for contrary members to rise and be heard.

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Sunday, October 1, 2017

Meany Heads!
























Visitors
(by R.P.Edwards)

Little scooters
Little feet
Child minds
And child speak
Yet wise enough
These winsome youth
Abortion kills
And that's the truth 



I thought they were attached to some of the regular sidewalk folk. Three young men--children of elementary age--riding their scooters about as the abortion clinic filled with beating hearts, soon to lose half.

However, these curious tots were NOT an add-on to a parent's zeal; no, they were just local residents up and about having fun in a non-electronic way (a novelty to be sure.) 

"Where are you from?" someone asked. 

"The other side of the viaduct. We're going to the park."

Well, before long this trio had the low-down as to the happenings at the slaughterhouse. They even saw one of those, "Oh, don't let children see that" signs that adults are so afraid of (you know, a graphic image that accurately depicts the doings in an abortion clinic). As a result they were duly disgusted and, with curious innocence they then tried to ride their wheels up to the entrance. They were summarily kicked off the property. 

"Meany heads!" was their pre-adolescent retort. And off they went, promising to revisit the place where children die at a later date. One was heard to say, "Better watch out, before they kill you."

Out of the mouth of babes.

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Thursday, September 21, 2017

Judge Moore for Senate






Not Strange
(by R.P.Edwards)

Think it NOT Strange
For backing Moore
It's more than a spot
On the Senate floor
It's more than values
Tilting Right
It's more than a vote
To win a fight
It's a platform mighty
A podium BOLD
Where words can challenge
Rot and Mold
Where light can pierce
The fog of fear
With timeless truths
For all to hear
That stagnant servants
Might rise ablaze
To challenge kings 
Petitions raise
And turn this ship
From jagged shores
So, think it NOT Strange
For backing MOORE


In the news, Judge Roy Moore and stand-in Senator, Luther Strange, vie for the vacated Alabama seat of Jeff Sessions (Now AG). The criteria not being previously met for a clear winner (as in being the Republican nominee for the general election) the two will be voted on...yet again.

Now, being a YUUUGE President Donald Trump fan (which I am) one might think I would be swayed by his hearty endorsement of Senator Strange. Alas, (and although I certainly think Senator Strange' full time placement in the position would be far better than the Democrat alternative) in this case I must follow my heart. You see, Judge Moore has been in the news over the last couple decades because of his relentless belief and practice that his Christian faith (and by extension, multiplied millions more) cannot and should not be neutered and neutralized by an overreaching and unaccountable Supreme Court. 

Yes, by taking stands that would no doubt be lauded by the founders and the many generations of God-fearers that followed, he has tirelessly resisted the Washington Oligarchy that has so willingly bypassed the Constitution to work their will. Whether it be the removal of "God" from the public square, the dehumanization and slaughter of pre-born children, or the more recent debasing of the sacred institution of traditional marriage, Judge Moore has been willing to take a stand and has, naturally, suffered for it.

Let's cut to the chase: I have no doubt that both nominees would follow closely the President's agenda and add their "ayes" when needed in the legislative process. But, contrary to the get along or "get things done" requirement that so many ascribe to Mr. Strange (again, no animosity in his direction) I actually WANT someone to speak up and stand up and fearlessly point out the nakedness of the Emperor. I, and so many others (I'd wager) are oh so tired of the endless "tsk, tsk" hand wringing of the majority. And, although the nuts and bolts of budgets, and bullets, and doctors, and DACA, should and must occupy their time, I would dearly like to see an abolitionist arise in their midst who would, from time to time, remind the elected elite (AND the unelected) that their mortal measure (alone) will NEVER be enough. A Senator Roy Moore, would do just that.


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