As I sit here in front of my computer, I think of those little, might I say petty, hardships I have had in my life. My greatest disaster [feel free to add a great deal of sarcasm] the past several days has been that I lost, misplaced actually, a crochet pattern to a Christening Set that is just short 1 booty.
You crocheters out there may sense my distress at working so long and hard to finish this intricate pattern only to lose it just as the end is in sight.
I am distressed, but could actually give a whit about the pattern. My concern is why it bothers me so. My life is not in danger. Our home is intact. My husband is a saint (except for those tiny things that men do - seat up, whiskers in sink, dirty laundry on floor, etc.). My child is brilliant, has a beautiful wife, and a stunning child. And I am distressed over a pattern.
That could all change in a heartbeat. An accident changes things in less than 8 seconds. That is how long it took my car to go ever so slightly off the edge of the road, hit a culvert, fly across the ditch, cross the road and land in a neighbor's yard. It probably took me longer to write this than it took for the accident to happen. I was quite fortunate. My back was only broken in 1 place, my wrist in three, but the rest of my body was intact. It only took a year to recuperate. Well, for the most part. But it could have been very different. At my age, I could have broken a great deal more. Recovery could have taken much longer.
I am blessed. There are no imminent threats against my person. No one is shooting at me. No one is wielding a knife at me. Or am I just looking at things through the fog of laxity? And, yes, that is a real word. Quite close to laxative. When could say I was looking through a fog of loose bovine excrement.
The terror is real. The terror is out there. I have no illusions about that. All anyone has to do is turn on the "boob tube" as it was once called; check Facebook; look at any news site; and it is all there in glorious color.
The thing about where I live is that we tend to shoot back. Most of us can and do own and know how to use a gun, actually many guns of various sorts and sizes. Wyoming and Montana are wonderful states but is it ever cold! That is not a question. It is a statement. Someone asked me why there were no reports of drive-by shootings in those northwestern states. My response was, "They shoot back. And besides 40 below keeps the riffraff out." If you have ever been where it gets really cold, cold enough to freeze the metal in your wheels, you definitely understand. Cold produces its own speical kind of crazy. Just like the desert produces its own really special wackos that actually want WW3.
No, I do not advocate more gun laws to keep guns out of the hands of citizens. It should be easier for a citizen to purchase a gun, not harder. Felons should not be allowed to ever own a gun if they commit a crime of rape, child molestation, or murder and are convicted of such even if they did not use a gun. If a politician has armed security, they should never be allowed to advocate for any restrictions of gun ownership. For one thing, they do not believe what they say, or they would not allow their security to carry guns.
Back to the subject of terror. Two percent of a billion followers of Islam are Islamic Extremists determined to overthrow everyone else by violent terrorist means. The other 98% are going to patiently infiltrate government offices, schools, clubs, and every other aspect of our lives, smiling all the way, bit by bit changing laws, changing rules, and gaining control. Doing all of this right under our noses in broad daylight, while we blink, sneeze or fart and look the other way. We gradually lose our rights to say what we think, dress as we choose, work where we desire and be who we want to be. More importantly, we lose the right to worship the ONE TRUE GOD, because it might offend someone. We lose the backbone to say JESUS CHRIST IS LORD.
And I say, "BOVINE EXCREMENT!!" Is there anything worth dying for? You bet your sweet patooty there is!
I am weary of the violent foreplay that these terrorists promote. The kind that gets them sent straight to Hell and not to their mythical virgins. It is time to eliminate their heinous asses.
SHALOM! Pray for the PEACE of Jerusalem!!
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