Monday, July 28, 2014

In Support of Israel

Of Israel
(by R.P.Edwards)

A nation, wise
Will not despise
Or hinder
Israel's path
For those that do
Prove scripture, true
Inviting pain
And wrath

I will bless those who bless you,
And the one who curses you I will curse,
And in you all the families of the earth will be blessed.
(Genesis 12:3 NASB)

It was a happy little vine; a green, leafy tendril slowly growing up between a couple boards at the end of the porch; grabbing, leaning, grabbing again. I liked it and, as I slowly went to and fro on the white porch swing with beloved grandchild, number one; I wondered just how much of this outer enclave the plant would lay claim to. One might ask, "What kind was it?" And...I honestly don't know. I've never been one for plant purity, or lawn lineage. Indeed, Kentucky Bluegrass is welcome, as is chickweed and clover. I prefer that they're green, but other than that...don't care (sorry neighbors).

Enter my second oldest son. He approached the green guest and said,  "Dad, the boards are bowing here (remember I said the vine was growing "between"?)" And that's what led to the early exhibition.

Moved to action by the safety factor I finally inspected the unders of the porch. Yep, boards needed tending to and, along with the inspection I ran across the biannual signage--a couple painted plywood placards that are attached to the street side of the porch and tell passersby my priorities as to who represents this Union Steelworker--And, before you make the leftward assumption, I consider myself to be a "Values Voter." A God issue voter. Thus, positions on abortion, and traditional marriage and family far outweigh any unctions by leadership or utterances by the smooth of speech. And, along with the subjects mentioned above, there is one other...Israel.

So, since Israel is in need of support, I washed off the hand-painted opinion and mounted the "Pro-Israel" sign, months ahead of time, to the front display (right next to the cross and not far from the American flags [yeah, I'm one of those neighbors]).

Ironically, not long after this someone took the liberty to cut off my vine. As a result, it withered and died. And that, my fellow citizens, is our sure destiny if we continue to disregard the desires of the deity mentioned four times in the Declaration of Independence. Support Israel. And, for all our sakes, don't vote for anyone who is anti or ambivalent.

National Suicide
(Music and lyrics by R.P.Edwards)

For National Suicide
Here's what you do
Turn against Israel
Your dream will come true
Yes, fight against Zion
Go ahead and try
If you want to burn them
You're going to fry!
You see, God told Abraham
A long time ago
"I'll bless those that bless you
But the other guys...NO!!!"
So, if National Suicide 
Is your desire
Then turn against Israel
And you'll feel the fire
And you'll discover that God's not a liar
You better leave His children alone
You better leave God's people alone
I'm gonna leave God's people alone
We better leave God's people alone


Wednesday, July 2, 2014

The REAL war on women

The Real War on Women
(by R.P.Edwards)

A war on women?
Yes, it's true!
For baby girls
Are women, too!
And these are slaughtered
Oft with glee
By bigger girls
Who chant
"I'm free!"

The professor--as the one hundred students (max capacity for this University side-cubby) argued, wildly gestured, nearly screamed at one another--simply stood near the entrance and pointed to the large placard above the polished maple door. Slowly, as eyes, two by two, gravitated towards the gray-maned leader of this political science class (101) and then up his arm to read the inscription [CHECK YOUR EMOTIONAL OUTBURSTS AT THE DOOR], the freshmen, singularly and then in clumps, took their seats and waited for the next phrase from the "not PC" Professor Rhombus.

"As I was saying," said the casually dressed PHD (multiple) as he leaned against his cluttered desk, "the issue before us is not the benign euphemism 'Birth Control,' but rather the more accurate descriptive phrases...Conception Control versus...Life Control. To review; the owners of Hobby Lobby already offered, as part of their insurance package, the chemicals and devices needed to prevent...conception. In other words, if these "preventatives" (he used one hand to make the quote sign [a double dip]) are taken or used as directed, they will do just that..."prevent" conception. And, my fellow scholars, we honest inquisitors must acknowledge that when conception too Life. Later on (he waved off the score of hands that shot up upon this last declaration) we'll look into the nature and worth of this undisputed "Life." Anyway, the four other chemicals or devices that the religious owners of Hobby Lobby objected to; these prevent implantation of the fertilized egg. This homeless entity is then expelled--"birthed" if you will--and dies. The Christian owners of the craft store equate this result with abortion; i.e. infanticide; i.e. murder.

Now, (the teacher stood up straight; put hands on hips and then arched backward to loosen the ligaments), Now (he repeated) if you want to discuss whether this "life" has worth; i.e. is human and worthy of human "rights," or is merely a thing to be discarded at will...we can go there. However (he slowly, purposely, walked over to the door and pointed above. Then, keeping his hand aloft, he pivoted for maximum eye-contact) with the discussion will come a side-bar on slavery and the evil of human ownership and exploitation. Are you ready for this?"

Two jocks on the back row leaned in towards one another (shielded by the forest of raised arms before them) and one said to the other, "How did this guy get a job at this ultra-left school?" 

The other responded, pulling an apple from a pocket; preparing to nibble, "They say he had a conversion experience after tenure was granted."



Religious liberty. Rather sad that the act of defending human life has to depend on a human court in order to find the adequate "excuse" for continuing the practice. Sadder still, the many who add "Christian" to their life Resume and yet, frankly, don't care what God thinks about the subject.

But, for now at least, a step in the right direction.