Distorting Images

November 25, 2017

“Saturday’s child works hard for it’s living…”      

    

gossip  noun [ C/U ]

us /ˈɡɑs·p/

talk about other people’s private lives:

[ U ] Have you heard the latest gossip (= what is being said about someone)?

A gossip is also someone who enjoys talking about other people’s private lives:

[ C ] Charlie is a real gossip.
                What St. James had to say about the misuse of the human tongue:
But the tongue can no man tame; it is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison.Therewith bless we God, even the Father; and therewith curse we men, which are made after the similitude of God.

10 Out of the same mouth proceedeth blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not so to be.”[James 3:8-10 KJV]

    I’ve learned quite a bit over the years as to how gossip ends by distorting the image of the one being gossiped about, and how destructive that ends up being to the one that is the object of the gossip.  I wonder no longer why it was that I never made any friends in school–elementary all the way through high school–and, why all of my closest friends lived on my own block, yet even then we had problems getting along lots of times.  I guess due to living so close to one another made mending the fences torn down by gossip was far easier to accomplish than it was for those of us who only saw one another during school hours.

   However, gossip made it very tough to survive those long school days at times, when you never seemed able to set things straight by being sure those kids involved heard the truth, and learned that it really was the truth, whether they liked it or not–most of the time I found that they enjoyed believing the gossip because it helped justify their awful behavior towards the ‘gossiped about’, and that way they also never had to say they were sorry for anything ugly said against the poor victim. It took me until about the 4th grade to finally realize what I was really up against. 

       After that, I learned the relative safety of standing on the sidelines and watching, instead of trying to be included among the girl cliques that had formed.  I also saw that there was this need for someone who saw what was being done to others, so could step in and try and comfort the other victims, and/or even befriend them, if they wanted a friend.  I just realized I didn’t want to be a party to what went on within those cliques.   They didn’t want me, and I didn’t want to be one of them.

   Gossip is like pure poison, and being the victim of gossip is like dying from snake bite.  It’s not just girls who gossip, but it does seem as though they are really good at it–almost Gold Medal good at it.  I ended up being betrayed by girls in my own 3rd grade class, for instance, with them literally dragging me out the door to the girl’s bathroom in order to humiliate me in front of the boys they had crushes on–needless to say, it was personally crushing for me!  After that, I don’t even remember seeing one of those girls for the rest of the school year, and beyond.  I just stopped looking, and stayed to myself.  I ate by myself every lunch hour from then on out, for the rest of the time I attended that elementary school.  I am so glad now that I had so many close girlfriends on my block to play with after school, so that helped get me through each school day.  So did having my grandmother, whom I had nicknamed “Nanny” when I was very little, to return home to each day, along with my younger brother and sister, and of course my mom, and my grandpa, aunts and uncles, too. 

   By 6th grade we had moved, so I was excited to make some new friends at my new elementary school, and at first I did–lots of them.  We even managed to visit each other after school at times, since we didn’t live very far away from one other.  However, that all ended abruptly, one awful afternoon.  I had no idea that, what I had confided in them concerning my crush on a certain boy in another class, they had spread all over school, and their gossip had ended by embarrassing that boy half to death. 

        The way I found out about it, though, was the worst.  I was walking across the blacktop, going towards where the other girls were playing 4-Square, when, suddenly, out of ‘nowhere’, that boy began shouting awful things at me, ugly things, hate filled things, and cursing me out and giving me his middle finger to boot.  As I looked over at the other girls, they were all laughing at me.  I couldn’t believe how they had betrayed my confidence that way, and had embarrassed that boy so badly that he never, ever again was nice to me.  He even wrote ugly things about me on the side of an old bus stop shelter that we all passed every day on the way home from school.  The odd thing about it was that, we had never actually met.  He only knew me from what those girls had said about me.  And, after that, there was no chance we’d ever be able to talk to one another at all.

   Those girls had heartlessly trashed me so badly that, after that, I would never again involve myself with any of the other kids in my class during recess.  That’s when I began going straight over to the jungle gym area, and I began practicing chin-ups every single recess period, and during lunch as well.  I felt I had to shut out the world there at school, and just concentrate on doing something I found to be fun, as well as helpful.  By the time a few weeks had gone by, some of the other kids began walking over to where I was doing all those chin-ups, and they never said much of anything to me–they just watched.  When one of them did say something to me, about how strong I thought I was by then, I told him to try it for himself, to see how many chin-ups he could do, verses how many I could do.  Once he, and those with him, realized how few they actually could do, they developed some respect for what I was doing.  However, after that, I never had another friend in any grade I was in–at home yes, at school, no.

   So, it seems that most people think that gossip is really ‘no big deal’, and that only uptight Christians are ‘agin” it–yeah, well, gossip is something that does ‘no body good’, period–ever.  It’s always malicious in intent–always.  And, it’s aim is to destroy it’s target, not help build the target up in a good way.  Good words spoken about someone is not gossip.  Plus, those engaging in gossip often do so in secretive ways, so that, if confronted by the object of their gossip, they can try and get out of taking the blame by denying they had said anything against their victim.  I know–I learned the hard way about that type of ‘circling the wagons’, in order to lie and deny their way out of it. 

        It’s sad and pathetic, but I’ve found only one solution to this ugly problem–to steer clear of those women, and stay clear of them, once I realized what was going  on–and, don’t bother to confront the gossips about their gossip against you–they did it in secret, so they think they can deny it all–and, once they do that, they will then try to turn the tables on you, and suddenly you’re the ‘meany’, and they come out smelling like roses.  The only time you might stand a chance is if you have witnesses who will stand by you, since they know the truth.  Otherwise, don’t try clearing your good name by confronting the gossips all by yourself–you will lose as soon as the gossips close ranks against you, and you will kick yourself for ever trying to do things that way, maybe for the rest of your natural life–ask me!

   St. James was so right in everything he said to us concerning the evil that our unbridled tongues can do to others–words can kill, in spite of what that nursery rhyme says about ‘sticks and stones…’ being the culprits alone.  Gossip can change someone’s entire life–for the worst at first, perhaps–but, God willing, never forever.  I also have faith in the fact that, someday, our heavenly Father will set every record straight, and when He does so, and confronts each one of us about our own words, no one will dare try to tell Him He’s wrong, and they’re right–they will have to live with what they’ve said in the past, and with the damage their wagging tongues have caused in the lives of others.  Thank God[Amen!]

  “A word fitly spoken is like apples of Gold in pictures of silver.”{Proverbs 25:11 KJV}

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17 And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by him.”[Colossians 3:17 KJV]
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“…thy word is truth.”[John 17:17 KJV]

November 8, 2017

“Wednesday’s child is full of woe…”        

               

       

        

 

   Ever have the misfortune of listening to a ‘leftist’ speak publicly, or in the current media, about those on ‘the right’?  Ever wonder why no one seems to be very interested in correcting the scurrilous distortions, and outright lies being used to defame everyone on ‘the right’ who stand in the way of ‘the left’ getting what it thinks it wants in this world?  Ever think that the rhetoric coming out of ‘the leftists’ mouths is pretty much harmless drivel, that no one needs to take seriously?  Watch that video I’ve posted above, then try and think that way about it afterwards.  It’s unbelievable to me that those hateful people on the left even try using such outright, bold-faced lies to slander us all who are not among them. 

      Such horrible distortions, lies and downright gossip being passed off by them, as they attempt to poison the minds of others against those on ‘the right’, are almost unimaginably vile, and would be unbelievable to me if I hadn’t heard them for myself.  Not simply insinuating that those on ‘the right’ are insane–oh no, that’s ‘old hat’ to them by now–now, they come right out and make such claims, as though they all have a shingle hung in their offices that tells the world, “I am now a licensed Psychiatrist”.  So, forget the hip boots–they’ve spewed out so much waste material by this time we need a battle ship, coupled with a submarine, to help us navigate over, under, around and through it, if we hope to survive.

   I’d like to state right here and now one thing that is vital, in my view, where Christianity is concerned:  There is no Biblically based truth to the idea that this current Pope, and some so-called Protestant ‘representatives’, have had the actual heavenly authority within their grasp to unite the Protestant world to that of the Catholic world.  Those who make that claim, especially those charlatans posing as Christian Protestant ministers[in the video above], are NOT speaking the truth–their words are NOT truth.  Especially, when those same Protestant charlatans make the claim in a sneaky, round-about, subtle way, well worthy of  being compared to satan’s act of sneaky, supreme treachery in the Garden of Eden, that the Protestant break-away from the by-then-corrupted Catholic Church, was ‘of the devil’, and in no way sanctioned by Christ. 

   I have finally become able to put things together far better than ever before by this time, and it’s taken me since 1967 in order to do so, but for me, there is no turning back now.  Once the truth ‘dawns’ on someone, God forbid that they would ever turn their backs on it, in pursuit of the falsehoods that might even seem more appealing to them at the time.  And, I want to explain more about what I mean by all of that.  Back in 1967, I did experience two very eye-opening, heart-tugging epiphanies, that showed me something that I can now recognize for what it really was–it was the Lord’s call to me to belief in Him, as well as to show me His love for the Catholic faith–those two incidents helped propel me away from atheism, and into a pursuit of the truth of what in the world was going on!  However, I had thought, erroneously, that I had had to ‘settle’–and, I use that term with love–for joining the Lutheran Church instead of my becoming Catholic, due to the circumstances within my own life;  also, that I had erroneously thought that it had all been my own fault that I had never been able to overcome my fears about the Catholic Church, so that I could finally convert, as I honestly thought the Lord wanted me to do.  It’s been an excruciating 5 whole decades of constantly trying to take steps to convert, only to have each and every attempt on my part thwarted outright–it was all very confusing! 

    There never seemed to be a way for me to overcome all of the obstacles that were tossed directly in my path, or that manifested as terrible horrors within me, that kept me from being able to even attend more than two RCIA classes in a row, so that I could make the final, informed decision to convert, or to not convert.  This last time, it was a local Deacon who had listened to gossip spread by those who must truly hate me far more than I ever guessed that they did, that kept me from finally taking that last step to converting.  Everything he said about me was untrue, or a completely heartless distortion of the truth, and whoever slandered me to him did a masterful job of it, hitting me below the belt with each and every lie and accusation.  However, it’s taken me years now to finally realize that I need to thank the Lord for what happened, and forgive that hapless man for the things he believed about me, then used against me in order to hurt me.  Until that fateful day in his office, neither of us had ever laid eyes on one another, which made it all the more shocking to hear him repeat back to me what he’d heard as gossip about me, spoken about me behind my back.  It’s sad to the core.  However, now, I see that it spared me so very much, that I can’t begin to thank the Lord enough for what happened that day.

   I’m not saying that Catholics are not Christians.  They say that about Protestants, or at least they did up until recently.  Now, thanks to that man that’s been installed as their Pope, and those who are following the same path as he is, somehow the Vatican, along with some Protestants, have signed some type of ‘agreement’, or so they are claiming, with them insisting that “All’s Well That’s Ended Well!”–and, there is no longer a chasm between what Catholics believe and Protestants believe.  In their blinded eyes, we are all “one”, now.  And, all I have to say to that is–Poppycock! 

      Luther was NOT wrong.  And, in spite of Luther being a mere human beings, so imperfect, I now can see that it was the Lord Himself who had to have led Luther to do what he did, which led to the final split between those who were Catholic, and those who loved the Lord, but, due to the corruption in the Catholic Church at that time, could not bring themselves to couple up with it, in order to become Christians, and worship the Lord.  It had to have been the Lord Jesus who wanted the split to occur, due to the terrible corruption that had crept into the teachings and practices of that Church.  And, today, the corruption is worse than ever before, thanks to the infiltration into that Church by the free masons.  If you wish, watch this video in which Catholics themselves speak about that infiltration that is leading the Church’s hierarchy down the path of destruction, due to their unChristian beliefs:

    It’s finally becoming clear to me:  even though the Lord does love some things about the Catholic Church[there is something about that faith that is so dear to Him, and that’s from where my own love of Catholics must have come] but, He sees the corruption, so is why, since I was trusting in Him, and wanted to follow  Him, that I was stopped so very many times from ever converting.  Because, the Lord loves Protestants too.  No human being is perfect, so those thousands upon thousands of Protestant denominations have sprung up over the centuries out of human corruption, not out of any notion, or desire of God’s.  It’s man’s inability to stay true, and faithful to God’s word as well as their inability to actually obey the commands of Christ[to Love God first, then to love, and forgive, one another], that has caused such division to take place–God has allowed it, and I used to think it was for the best, and now I believe I was right to view it all that way.  Splitting us up can help those trapped in a situation in which some denomination has literally ‘gone off the rails’, and away from the Truth, to escape it, and begin to follow the Lord again.  Man is corrupt, not God.

   I have now realized that I am actually where I belong, thanks be to God and Christ, and I don’t plan on leaving the Lutheran Church any time soon. It does have it’s faults, but unless it completely leaves the Christian faith, I won’t be leaving it.  I love it, too, and always have–or, rather, I have since 1967–the Lord loves those who trust and believe in Him, and who wish to be forgiven by Him, so repent, and then follow, i.e. obey, Him.  As He said to Peter:

20 Then Peter, turning about, seeth the disciple whom Jesus loved following; which also leaned on his breast at supper, and said, Lord, which is he that betrayeth thee?

21 Peter seeing him saith to Jesus, Lord, and what shall this man do?

22 Jesus saith unto him, If I will that he tarry till I come, what is that to thee?  FOLLOW THOU ME.”[John 21:20-22 KJV][Emphasis, mine]

      So, Jesus said to Peter, “…follow thou ME.”, and stop listening to what others have to say, or what others tell you to do.  I have to say, “Amen!” to that!  Gossip is one of the most terrible sins, and it too often can end by harming someone very, very badly!  Gossip is always distortion.  Gossip is always spread due to malicious intent.  Gossips never mean their ‘victims’ well.  Trust me, I know of what I speak, where that’s concerned.  James speaks about the horrors of the ‘human tongue’–the book of James is located right after the book of Hebrews, and right before the book of 1 Peter. 

   I’ll close with these very wise words from the book of Hebrews, and two of my very favorite verses in the New Testament:

“1. Let brotherly love continue.  2.  Be not forgetful to entertain strangers:  for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.”[Hebrews 13:1,2 KJV]

  Amen!

       

  “My concern is not whether God is on our side; my greatest concern is to be on God’s side, for God is always right.” ~Abraham Lincoln~

                                     

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The Unkindest Cuts Of All…

October 29, 2017

“…But the child that’s born on the Sabbath day,
Is fair and wise and good and gay. ”        

           

   {Please click on the title of my entry to go to my blog itself, to read this, and see the things I’ve placed in this entry to ‘pretty’ it up for you–you can only see many of them if you go to my blog, itself.}  

I’ve been praying, asking God for His help with writing this entry, because I desperately want to be able to defend myself against the gossip that has ended by hurting me so terribly over the years.  Things that have been said that have ended by coming back at me even through strangers, and biting me severely, ruining, or destroying, my reputation, and causing me to even be banned from taking the RCIA classes at the local Catholic Church. 

     I know the idea is always to simply allow the gossip to die by itself, and ignore it, because it will eventually go away.  Plus, there’s this saying, that goes “Those who matter don’t mind, and those who mind don’t matter”  I just wish with all my heart that the truth found in that little saying had been the case for me, but it hasn’t been. 

     Instead, the things said against me filtered down and out to perfect strangers, such as that Deacon at our local Parrish, who was a total stranger to me.  Everyone in his Parrish were strangers to me, as well, with me never having confided in them about my life, and what was taking place.  So,when he wanted to see me prior to the RCIA classes beginning, I thought nothing of it–until I walked into his office.  Then, he lit into me, telling me I was the cause of why my husband’s family never wanted us around them, never came to our aid and comfort when our son was killed in Afghanistan,  and that I was behind why our other son, and his wife, had estranged themselves from us both before and after our older son was killed.  With that Deacon informing me that I was a liar who should be institutionalized I was so crazy…and on, and on–until I caught him in a lie I knew I could prove. 

     However, I was so crushed by what he’d accused me of, and totally shaken by the fact that he was repeating such groundless gossip about me, that I told him I thought I’d just stay a Lutheran, and I walked out as quickly as I could, leaving him with his hands nervously shaking.  I believe he was shaking due to the fact that he’d just knowingly defamed me, and wouldn’t even allow me to defend myself against such accusations, with him never allowing me to explain things to him about what was going on.  He gave me no chance to stand up against what I knew to be outright lies, nor was I given the chance to find out the names of those behind the lies. 

      I suspected I knew who they were, but was found ‘guilty’ without being given the chance to defend against any of the accusations.  A totally UnAmerican thing.  In this country the ‘accused’ is always ‘presumed innocent until PROVEN guilty’.  In my case, I was ‘presumed guilty’, with no proof that I was ‘guilty’, and given no chance at rebuttal.  And, that smacks of the ‘kangaroo court’ mentality that I realized was behind it all.  All the accusations were founded on nothing more than gossip, period, and based on it alone, with the integrity of the gossips, who were saying such things about me, never being questioned at all.

     In the case of the Deacon, he simply dismissed me as though I was nothing at all, shutting me down, telling me I was nothing but a ‘Trouble-maker!”,  with him preventing me from being able to explain anything at all.  The encounter with that particularly vicious stranger left me shaking, and dumbfounded, totally bewildered, completely upset, and frightened to the core.  And, more convinced than ever before that the poison being spread about me by fellow family “inmates”[not wishing to think of them as actual relatives] was something far worse than I’d ever imagined it to be.  And, now, those who would have been capable of defending me against such outrageous nonsense were all–dead.

So, due to all of that, plus much more actually, I want so desperately to clear the air, and tell my side of what was going on.  All in the hopes that, at the very least, even some perfect stranger who might read what I have to say about it all, might believe me.  Seeing the truth through all the distortions and outright lies about me will take the abilities and God-given wisdom of Solomon by this time, I’m sure, but at least I will be able to rest easier knowing I’ve finally had my ‘day in court’, and have done my level best to clear my name of all ‘charges’ brought against me.  

     I will be doing all of that by telling the story from the beginning, or as close to it as I can get by this time, and it will take many entries to do that.  I’m convinced however that, by the end of it all, I will be able to rest far easier knowing that I was finally able to defend against what amounts to such scurrilousness that has brought me seemingly endless grief, and misery over the many decades since it first began.

     Until next time, [or the next blog entry], stay safe, love one another as Christ loves us, and God bless.

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   If the world seems cold to you, kindle fires to warm it.” ~Lucy Larcom~{Poet, abolitionist & teacher…   https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/lucy-larcom  }

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*That rose is named “The 49er”–it holds special meaning to me for two reasons–one, I was born in ’49–two, I bought it in early Spring one year, planted it, and it put forth one gorgeous bloom that opened on–Mother’s Day–before anything else had bloomed that season.  And, they say God either doesn’t exist, or doesn’t really care about each of us equally–Ha!–that’s one of the biggest lies of all time–He even knows how many hairs we have on our heads!  He loves us more than we could ever love Him back, and Christ, His Son, died to save us.  So, please never tell me that God doesn’t exist, or doesn’t care one wit about us as individuals.

 

    

 

 

Ever Have a Visceral Reaction to Something?

August 23, 2017

“Wednesday’s child is full of woe…”    

            

via Daily Prompt: Visceral

{This happens to be my all-time favorite album by any artist, bar none–and, I’ve never been an Elvis fan–ever! }

 

        

 

[The first song on this album says it all, where this subject is concerned.]   

      

  One Definition of Visceral:  An emotional reaction

 

   Ever see or hear something that just made your ‘insides’ tense up, and that caused a feeling of nausea, disgust or revulsion?   I’m sure most, if not all of us have, at one time or another.  It might be the sight of something that repels us, such a a yellow school bus.  Or, it might be something we hear that causes a deeply emotional reaction within us, such as the sound of a school bell ringing    lol.  Or it might be some smell, or aroma, that creates that type of emotional reaction within us, like the scent of certain colognes  …such as “Eau de Pepe le Pew”!  It causes us to react in a certain way without even having to think about it.

    For instance, one thing that causes a visceral reaction in me, especially these days, has to do with the distortion of facts, and just plain old outright lies I hear being spoken on cable news channels by those who are attempting to defend the downright indefensible.  More often than not I know the facts, and know they are readily available to one and all who care to take the time to learn them.  

       Yet, as I watch those news shows on which one side is pitted against the other, for the sake of ‘airing both points of view’, and especially if the subject is political, I am subjected to listening to those people spewing out contrary ‘facts’, which are so obviously false.   It’s maddening to me!  Mainly because the show’s ‘moderator’ just allows the false information to pass on by with little to no information being offered in order to refute the lies, and firmly establish the truth!

         Talk about having a visceral reaction: as I am hearing those distortions, and/or outright lies, being offered up in defense of some political point of view, I’ve come very close to throwing something at the tv screen while listening to it all!   Yet, as soon as that began to happen with me, with my blood pressure more than likely shooting through the roof, I knew it was time to stop fearing that I would miss something vital that was going on in the world if I changed the channel, and simply CHANGE THE CHANNEL!   

        As soon as I did that, though, this feeling of calmness literally swept over me, and I realized that my muscles were relaxing, and my breathing was slowing down.  Both of which helped to spare the flat screen tv from being taken to the junk yard after having some foreign object removed from it!  At first I had to take stock of those visceral feelings, and continue to try and get passed them as I watched a house flipping show, or some cooking show, etc.  

       My mind kept wandering back to what had upset me in the first place, which threatened to derail my attempt to get over being so upset!  Then, I had to try and wrestle against the idea that I was somehow being neglectful of my ‘duty’ as an American citizen by not watching the news shows–it was a genuine struggle for me!

   The best solution I finally hit on actually fits me to a “T”.  I began with starting up my computer, and getting online.  I’d leave the tv on, but not tuned into any 24 hr. cable news channel, or more often I’d mute the sound, so I could still see if any alerts were issued.  Then, I’d busy myself by reading about the latest “current events”, or watching a video on what had recently occurred.  Once I’d done that I found a way to post comments on each situation on other people’s blog posts, or message boards on the subject[s], which, in my point of view, was me doing my ‘bit’ for humanity, I guess.  Being able to ‘set the record straight’ in some form or fashion, went along way to alleviating those feelings of helplessness I’d felt while being merely a spectator to the travesty taking place right before my very eyes on that tv screen!

        At least my being able to voice my own views based on the facts I’d learned helped me to feel useful.  In my view, it definitely beat sitting and watching one interior decorating show, or house flipping show, or cooking show [in which we are taught how to make a super-delicious side of ‘smashed potatoes’]–[thinking about that just made me hungry!], after another, after another!  Or, watching one terrific old movie after another, as much as I love them!

   However, I lay the blame for what’s happened in cases like mine, directly at the feet of those in control of the content of those cable news outlets.  They definitely could go along way to ending those mindless, mind-numbing, needless ‘debates’, in which one left-leaning politico verbally spars with a right-leaning politico, during which one, or both politicos manage to leave certain known facts in the dust while in, apparently, blind pursuit of defending their ‘side’ literally ‘to the death’.  It’s the ‘twisted facts’, and outright lies that come out of their mouths, during their enthusiastically offered verbal defenses of their ‘side’, [that cause such stomach-churning reactions on my part], that are so outrageous!  

         They need to be immediately countered with the known FACTS, by the show’s moderator.  That would, of course, end their little ‘debate’, because it would put a stop to the lies being passed off as truths.  That at least would end the torment that the lying, and twisting/spinning of the truth [until it’s nearly unrecognizable] causes me to experience!  One reason it causes that heartfelt reaction in me is simple:  it’s because, all I can do is sit and listen to it all, but I can never actually counter what’s being said, myself, due to it being a “One Way” street–they are on tv, and they can’t hear a word I say!  

         Therefore, if the show’s moderator just sits there and allows lies to be passed off as truth, and the distortions being interjected into the narrative to help the liar defend his/her ‘indefensible’ political position, or elected ‘hero’, it makes me sick at my stomach, since I can’t step in there and speak the truth of the matter[s] based on genuine evidence to the contrary.  

Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord:”

[Isaiah 1:18 KJV]

[Amen!]

        And, believe me, that type of evidence really does exist, yet it’s not given it’s rightful due–which is why, now, I literally flee from those 24 hr. cable news outlets.  I still need to deal with the fact that I continually fear that, by not watching them, something might happen that is very serious, and I won’t hear about it until much later.  Which leaves me just hoping that it won’t mean I’ve learned about it too late!

   On the bright side in all of this:  I have been learning lots of things I hadn’t previously known, though, by either being on the computer, or by watching other types of cable shows that have nothing at all to do with ‘world politics’, or politics altogether, and, for that alone, I couldn’t be more grateful!  

   When I thought, “My foot slips,”
      thy steadfast love, O Lord, held me up.
19 When the cares of my heart are many,
    thy consolations cheer my soul.”                                                                                   
[Psalm 94:18,19 RSVCE]  

[Amen.] 

   “Respect other people’s feelings. It might mean nothing to you, but it could mean everything to them.”
~Roy T. Bennett~

                                                                                                                                                                

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“O Bury me not in the deep, deep sea…”

via Daily Prompt: Bury

July 12, 2017

“Wednesdays child is full of woe…”    

   “And, then,  on December 16, 1773, after being stood up by the Governor, who’d promised to meet with them concerning the repealing of the much-hated “Stamp Act” taxation on their tea, the group known as “The Sons of Liberty”, who had some now-famous American patriots with them, one of which was Paul Revere, and with local patriotic citizens helping them, dressed up as Mohawk Indians, then, under cover of darkness, they split up into 3 groups, each charged with one ship, and went aboard those ships filled with tea, and threw the tea into the waters of the Boston harbor.  No one was harmed, and only one was arrested.  The relationship between the British government, and the Colonies never recovered after that, and the First Continental Congress was formed, and met, about a year later…and, the rest is History.  More tea, children?”

Boston Tea Party picture by Sarony and Major, 1846                                                                                  

   “…A girl on shore, many tears will shed
For the one who lies on the ocean bed.
Above his heart the whale will hiss,
And his pallid lips the fish will kiss.”  ~George N. Allen~ 1850

                                        

So they cast lots, and the lot fell upon Jonah.

Then said they unto him, Tell us, we pray thee, for whose cause this evil is upon us; What is thine occupation? and whence comest thou? what is thy country? and of what people art thou?

And he said unto them, I am an Hebrew; and I fear the Lord, the God of heaven, which hath made the sea and the dry land.

10 Then were the men exceedingly afraid, and said unto him. Why hast thou done this? For the men knew that he fled from the presence of theLord, because he had told them.

11 Then said they unto him, What shall we do unto thee, that the sea may be calm unto us? for the sea wrought, and was tempestuous.

12 And he said unto them, Take me up, and cast me forth into the sea; so shall the sea be calm unto you: for I know that for my sake this great tempest is upon you.

13 Nevertheless the men rowed hard to bring it to the land; but they could not: for the sea wrought, and was tempestuous against them.

14 Wherefore they cried unto the Lord, and said, We beseech thee, OLord, we beseech thee, let us not perish for this man’s life, and lay not upon us innocent blood: for thou, O Lord, hast done as it pleased thee.

15 So they took up Jonah, and cast him forth into the sea: and the sea ceased from her raging.

16 Then the men feared the Lord exceedingly, and offered a sacrifice unto the Lord, and made vows.

17 Now the Lord had prepared a great fish to swallow up Jonah. And Jonah was in the belly of the fish three days and three nights.” [Jonah 1:7-17 KJV]

   I know the world seems filled to overflowing with misinformation, and downright lies, these days, including distorted information on groups such as the original “Sons of Liberty”.  Their chosen title came from a Irish-born Colonel named Isaac Barre`, who coined it while defending them in Parliament, who called them “…these sons of liberty…”.  And, yes, I know that even Johnny Tremain is a fictional character from a book by Esther Forbes.  However, there’s a big difference between what is termed, “literary license”, or even “artistic license”, and outright malicious spreading of falsehoods, that are among those the spreaders are guilty of, themselves.

   So, let me be among those who take absolute joy in burying at least some of those falsehoods.  I choose to focus on the hypocrisy of leftists who denounce the methods used by the “Sons of Liberty”. In the accounts of that early patriot organization I noticed that, in the beginning, their acts of defiance against the British government’s “Stamp Act” taxation reminded me of the shouts and slogans, and even the violent acts, of none other than those who now oppose this current Trump administration.  The proclamations of “resistance”, which included their usage of ‘mob rule’; the use of violent acts against anyone they perceived to be against what they believed was ‘right’; the use of fear-inducing methods such as ‘tar and feathering’, to intimidate their opposition.

 Methods were adopted by the group in order to try and gain what they wanted: an end to ‘Taxation without representation” by the British government.  It ended by bringing about the permanent split between the British crown, and the American colonists, and the beginning of the American Revolutionary War against Britain, with the American’s fighting for their right to rule themselves as a separate country from Britain.  Yet, those involved in the so-called ‘resistance’ to president Trump and his administration have adopted tactics so similar to those of the “Sons of Liberty”, it’s laughable to hear them also condemning those tactics when it comes to the “Sons of Liberty”.

 What I’m saying is: it’s time to bury the hypocrisy used by the leftists.  If those violent, vicious tactics were good enough to be used by them, then by definition they were good enough to be used by the first American patriot organization, fighting for liberty against the tyrannies of the British government.

   Here’s a perfect example of “the pot calling the kettle black”, in the case of a leftist tv personality:

  “I abhor hypocrisy.”~Don Lemon~
Really, Don?

  Here’s another example:

“I will use whatever position I have in order to root out hypocrisy. Democrats have strong moral values. Frankly, my moral values are offended by some of the things I hear on programs like ‘Rush Limbaugh,’ and we don’t have to put up with that.” ~Howard Dean~

Yet another “pot” calling “the kettle” black:

“The point is that there is tremendous hypocrisy among the Christian right. And I think that Christian voters should start looking at global warming and extreme poverty as a religious issue that speaks to the culture of life.” ~Al Franken~

   “You’re sooo black!”      “So are you!!!”

 

   For the record:  I disapprove of all violent tactics used by any organization in pursuit of their desired goals, be they the ancient “Sons of Liberty”, or be they the democrat party ‘resistance’ to the Trump admin.  “What’s good for the goose is good for the gander”!

   “We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for us.” ~Joseph Campbell~

                                                                                                                                                                

A “White Knight” production

 

“Listen! Do You Want To Know A Secret? Do You Promise Not To Tell?…”

March 13, 2017

“Monday’s Child is fair of face…”       

“The north wind doth blow…”
by Mother Goose

The north wind doth blow,  
And we shall have snow,  
And what will the robin do then?  
Poor thing!

He will sit in a barn,  
And to keep himself warm,
Will hide his head under this wing.
Poor thing!       

 

       Dedicated to the Lord Jesus Christ, today, tomorrow, and always, amen.   “For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.” {Luke 2:11 KJV}  

                     

 

 

   The asinine members of the ‘fake news’ press in this country are still at it–they don’t even try to hide the fact that they have thrown their lives in together with the ‘deep state’ one world govt. people, and everything that comes out of their mouths, and off their typewriters, points directly to whom it is they have staked their very futures, their very lives, on.  “Pravda” is a Russian word meaning “Truth”, yet their newspaper published during the Soviet Union years used to publish anything BUT the truth in their news stories about what went on in the rest of the world, and especially about what went on here in the U.S.  Yet, that’s exactly what papers like the NY Times, and all other major papers who’ve thrown in with the one world crowd have begun doing, and I think they are even better liars than were the Soviets!

                     

 

 

  {Just a little gratuitous video thrown in here to lighten things up.}

     “Well, she was just 17, you know what I mean…”

 

 

 

  “Believe you can and you’re halfway there. ~Theodore Roosevelt~

                                                                                                                                            

A “White Knight” Production

“…and she keeps calling him back again…”

March 10, 2017

“Friday’s child is loving and giving…”                                            

 

 

  “I’ve just seen a face
I can’t forget the time or place
Where we just met
She’s just the girl for me
And I want all the world to see
We’ve met, mmm-mmm-mmm-m’mmm-mmm

Had it been another day
I might have looked the other way
And I’d have never been aware
But as it is I’ll dream of her
Tonight, di-di-di-di’n’di

Falling, yes I am falling
And she keeps calling
Me back again

I have never known
The like of this, I’ve been alone
And I have missed things
And kept out of sight
But other girls were never quite
Like this, da-da-n’da-da’n’da

Falling, yes I am falling
And she keeps calling
Me back again

Falling, yes I am falling
And she keeps calling
Me back again

I’ve just seen a face
I can’t forget the time or place
Where we just met
She’s just the girl for me
And I want all the world to see
We’ve met, mmm-mmm-mmm-da-da-da

Falling, yes I am falling
And she keeps calling
Me back again
Falling, yes I am falling
And she keeps calling
Me back again
Oh, falling, yes I am falling
And she keeps calling
Me back again”

“I’ve Just Seen A Face”, by Paul McCartney 1965, “…briefly titled “Auntie Gin’s Theme” after his father’s youngest sister, because it was one of her favourites.”          {https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I’ve_Just_Seen_a_Face }

  “A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”
~Robert Frost~

 

                                                                                                                     

A “White Knight” Production