Yes, it was 1972.
The Vietnam war, the undeclared Vietnam war, was still raging as it had for decades. The war had continued with no apparent winner or loser, but it continued. The players changed. It was the French vs North Vietnam. Then somewhere through the years, the United States stepped in.
The USA was never "in it to win it" and we left with our collective tails tucked between our legs. It was not for lack of trying on the part of our troops, but the lack of commitment from our leaders.
In 1972, I was living and working in the District of Columbia area. I lived in the suburbs with my now ex-husband and worked just a few short blocks from 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. For those of you who don't know, the District of Columbia is our nation's capital, Washington, DC and 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue is otherwise known as The White House or where the President lives.
No, I don't think anyone is stupid. It just looks like people aren't paying attention most of the time.
It was 1972. The troops were trying to come home to return to some sort of normalcy. As they deplaned, many saw the crowds of people waving signs. Some thought they were there to welcome them home. The shouts that reached their ears told a different story. As they neared the crowds, it was confusing and the words that hit their ears were beyond comprehension. They were spat upon and things were thrown at them. The very country that pulled them into serving had thrown them to the wolves and the wolves were ravenous!
They were being called "Baby killers" and worse. Some were put on trial for the massacre of entire villages, including children, pregnant women and the elderly. The country was outraged.
It is 2013.
The country is no longer outraged by children being murdered. It is legal and has been since 1973. For forty years we have systematically murdered an entire generation under the auspices of "helping women" and "planning families."
It was legal when the soldiers were given a gun and sent thousands of miles away and ordered to kill or be killed. They were following orders and they were at war. In most cases it was kill or be killed. Far too often, the children were armed with explosives. The very ones they befriended were being used to kill the GI. Young girls were used to lure them to ambush. And when they broke, when they snapped, they were labeled, tried and convicted. If not by the courts, then by public opinion.
Now, we end the life of a child, without ceremony and without any collective conscience. It is legal to commit murder without fear of reprisal of any kind. Fifty-three million or fifty-five million doesn't seem to matter. After the first thirty or forty million it just becomes numbers and it becomes increasingly difficult to wrap ones mind around the enormity of it all.
Contrary to what the abortionists believe, it will end! It will either end before THE LORD returns or after, but it will end. I, personally, would prefer that it ended right this moment. It is not a right. It is not a choice. It is not a clump of cells destined to become something. It is not an inconvenience.
It is a baby.
Woman, you are human. What you have living within you is human. The child, the boy, the girl is human. You are not having a litter of puppies. You are not hatching eggs. You are unable to produce anything but a human child.
The burden you will bear when the abortion is completed is not for you to bear alone. There are women, like me, who have been there and done that. We have survived. We have moved on. As callous as that may sound, we have to move on. We cannot live in the past but we have to face the facts of what we have done. There is forgiveness. GOD can forgive us. The blood that we have shed is not as great as the Blood that was shed on the Cross of Calvary. We can forgive ourselves because we have no choice. We are not greater than GOD.
Shalom. Pray for the PEACE of Jerusalem.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
THE NAMES OF GOD
THE NAMES OF GOD
OLD TESTAMENT NAMES FOR GOD
- ELOHIM......Genesis 1:1, Psalm 19:1
- meaning "God", a reference to God's power and might.
- ADONAI......Malachi 1:6
- meaning "Lord", a reference to the Lordship of God.
- JEHOVAH--YAHWEH.....Genesis 2:4
- a reference to God's divine salvation.
- JEHOVAH-MACCADDESHEM.......Exodus 31:13
- meaning "The Lord thy sanctifier"
- JEHOVAH-ROHI......Psalm 23:1
- meaning "The Lord my shepherd"
- JEHOVAH-SHAMMAH.......Ezekiel 48:35
- meaning "The Lord who is present"
- JEHOVAH-RAPHA.........Exodus 15:26
- meaning "The Lord our healer"
- JEHOVAH-TSIDKENU......Jeremiah 23:6
- meaning "The Lord our righteousness"
- JEHOVAH-JIREH.........Genesis 22:13-14
- meaning "The Lord will provide"
- JEHOVAH-NISSI.........Exodus 17:15
- meaning "The Lord our banner"
- JEHOVAH-SHALOM........Judges 6:24
- meaning "The Lord is peace"
- JEHOVAH-SABBAOTH......Isaiah 6:1-3
- meaning "The Lord of Hosts"
- JEHOVAH-GMOLAH........Jeremiah 51:6
- meaning "The God of Recompense"
- EL-ELYON..............Genesis 14:17-20,Isaiah 14:13-14
- meaning "The most high God
- EL-ROI................Genesis 16:13
- meaning "The strong one who sees"
- EL-SHADDAI............Genesis 17:1,Psalm 91:1
- meaning "The God of the mountains or God Almighty"
- EL-OLAM...............Isaiah 40:28-31
- meaning "The everlasting God"
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
WOE IS MEE!!!!!!!
There are people on Facebook who whine for help and play the "poor me" card, saying, "NOBODY wants to help me!" or "NOBODY LOVES ME!" They even protest vehemently about about how people take advantage of them and how "NOBODY EVER" even "TRIES" to help them. "NO-body wants to hire me!" "NO-body wants to give me a chance." "I just need to check out now!" and on and on. "NO one wants a good man/woman like me".
I have seen other posts on this same subject (woe is me, no one understands this pity party I'm having). They rant and rave or they expose their quiet despair with a hang-dog expression. I've probably thrown my own pity party. It's generally not on line.
So, if they are related to you, you love them, want the best for them and try to help. Unfortunately, they probably DON'T want the kind of help you have to give, particularly if you are a CHRISTIAN. Why not? Right away they know you stand for something that they are NOT ready to embrace. Immediately they feel judged. Whether or not you have ever said it, they KNOW you would tell them to get off the drugs, quit messing around sexually, and they KNOW that you would tell them the only way to do that is to have a relationship with THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. At least that last part is true. You would tell them they need JESUS (if you haven't already).
Okay, so what's the problem? GOD. The problem is not with others, not with me or you, not with their family or lack thereof. The problem is with GOD. They do not have HIM in their life. Even if they claim to be a "Christian" they do not read their BIBLE daily, if ever. They pray when things get tough or they really, really want something. Then they think GOD doesn't care because HE doesn't answer their prayers. They want GOD to come when they beckon and give them what they want, otherwise, they want nothing to do with HIM. Some even insist HE doesn't exist, that is until they have an emergency.
What should you do? Obviously they don't want your help so all you can do is pray for them to come to their senses and get saved and know the PEACE that comes with a true relationship with THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. AND if by a miracle from GOD, they call you or message you, tell them the truth. Tell them about GOD's love for them and how HE sent HIS ONLY SON to die on the Cross at Calvary for their sins. If GOD brings them that far, HE will bring them the rest of the way.
SHALOM!!
PRAY FOR THE PEACE OF JERUSALEM!!!!
I have seen other posts on this same subject (woe is me, no one understands this pity party I'm having). They rant and rave or they expose their quiet despair with a hang-dog expression. I've probably thrown my own pity party. It's generally not on line.
So, if they are related to you, you love them, want the best for them and try to help. Unfortunately, they probably DON'T want the kind of help you have to give, particularly if you are a CHRISTIAN. Why not? Right away they know you stand for something that they are NOT ready to embrace. Immediately they feel judged. Whether or not you have ever said it, they KNOW you would tell them to get off the drugs, quit messing around sexually, and they KNOW that you would tell them the only way to do that is to have a relationship with THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. At least that last part is true. You would tell them they need JESUS (if you haven't already).
Okay, so what's the problem? GOD. The problem is not with others, not with me or you, not with their family or lack thereof. The problem is with GOD. They do not have HIM in their life. Even if they claim to be a "Christian" they do not read their BIBLE daily, if ever. They pray when things get tough or they really, really want something. Then they think GOD doesn't care because HE doesn't answer their prayers. They want GOD to come when they beckon and give them what they want, otherwise, they want nothing to do with HIM. Some even insist HE doesn't exist, that is until they have an emergency.
What should you do? Obviously they don't want your help so all you can do is pray for them to come to their senses and get saved and know the PEACE that comes with a true relationship with THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. AND if by a miracle from GOD, they call you or message you, tell them the truth. Tell them about GOD's love for them and how HE sent HIS ONLY SON to die on the Cross at Calvary for their sins. If GOD brings them that far, HE will bring them the rest of the way.
SHALOM!!
PRAY FOR THE PEACE OF JERUSALEM!!!!
Monday, May 28, 2012
I just have to get a job and leave this place!
I grew up in a small town in Virgina and when I was a teenager, I hated it! I couldn't wait to leave. I even got married to someone who was in the Army so I could leave town. NOT a good reason to get married.
I left town all right!. I was gone for about 2 months. I caught him in a bar with his hand on someone else's property and I left him. Guess where I went! Yep! I got on that Trailways Bus with all my belongings and headed back to Mom's house.
Then I got a job and decided that if I was stuck in that town I would try to make the best of it. It wasn't too long after that I decided that I really did need to leave town. I managed to get into all kinds of difficult situations and finally decided that leaving town was my only hope of starting over. So, I headed west.
I thought going to a new town was THE answer. Things went well for a while, but the problems started again. That taught me something. It wasn't the town that was the problem. It was ME.
Trouble didn't have to "follow" me. I packed it up very carefully in boxes labeled 'FRAGILE" and toted it with me. A change of venue was not the answer. I had to change ME or I would not be happy anywhere!
Through my travels and all, I wound up in Washington, DC. At each stop I managed to leave a portion of my woes behind. Some of the lessons were easily learned. Others, not so much.
I kept moving back to Virginia, to that same small town. Eventually, most of the bad history was gone or the participants were no longer above ground. I could walk through town without running into one of those people from my past. Or so I thought.
Ever have one of these moments? My mother and I were in a hardware store when a man came up to me and said, "Hey! How ya doing?
"Do I know you?"
"Yeah! We dated for awhile!"
My mind was racing as I tried to think. Who is this man? He doesn't even look like someone I would have dated. Except, maybe... No that's not him.
I pretended to remember. Asked him about his wife and children. Exchanged pleasantries and had a sudden memory of a task that needed to be completed or an important appointment we were late for.
As we left the store, my mother said, "You don't know who he is, do you?"
"Nope! Can't say that I do!"
(And this is just one reason why GOD arranged marriages in Bible days. And many reason why virginity until marriage is a good thing.)
The problem with leaving town is taking it with you. No matter how fast you run. No matter how far you run. There you are. It may be more difficult to change within some situations, but that is where change needs to take place. And a word to the wise (the un-wise won't listen anyway) don't post your personal problems on Facebook. That mess is definitely going to follow you wherever you go! If you think relatives and friends have long memories, cyberspace lasts long after everyone involved is long dead and forgotten.
Shalom! Pray for the PEACE of Jerusalem!
I left town all right!. I was gone for about 2 months. I caught him in a bar with his hand on someone else's property and I left him. Guess where I went! Yep! I got on that Trailways Bus with all my belongings and headed back to Mom's house.
Then I got a job and decided that if I was stuck in that town I would try to make the best of it. It wasn't too long after that I decided that I really did need to leave town. I managed to get into all kinds of difficult situations and finally decided that leaving town was my only hope of starting over. So, I headed west.
I thought going to a new town was THE answer. Things went well for a while, but the problems started again. That taught me something. It wasn't the town that was the problem. It was ME.
Trouble didn't have to "follow" me. I packed it up very carefully in boxes labeled 'FRAGILE" and toted it with me. A change of venue was not the answer. I had to change ME or I would not be happy anywhere!
Through my travels and all, I wound up in Washington, DC. At each stop I managed to leave a portion of my woes behind. Some of the lessons were easily learned. Others, not so much.
I kept moving back to Virginia, to that same small town. Eventually, most of the bad history was gone or the participants were no longer above ground. I could walk through town without running into one of those people from my past. Or so I thought.
Ever have one of these moments? My mother and I were in a hardware store when a man came up to me and said, "Hey! How ya doing?
"Do I know you?"
"Yeah! We dated for awhile!"
My mind was racing as I tried to think. Who is this man? He doesn't even look like someone I would have dated. Except, maybe... No that's not him.
I pretended to remember. Asked him about his wife and children. Exchanged pleasantries and had a sudden memory of a task that needed to be completed or an important appointment we were late for.
As we left the store, my mother said, "You don't know who he is, do you?"
"Nope! Can't say that I do!"
(And this is just one reason why GOD arranged marriages in Bible days. And many reason why virginity until marriage is a good thing.)
The problem with leaving town is taking it with you. No matter how fast you run. No matter how far you run. There you are. It may be more difficult to change within some situations, but that is where change needs to take place. And a word to the wise (the un-wise won't listen anyway) don't post your personal problems on Facebook. That mess is definitely going to follow you wherever you go! If you think relatives and friends have long memories, cyberspace lasts long after everyone involved is long dead and forgotten.
Shalom! Pray for the PEACE of Jerusalem!
We have a gift for you!
What's with this?
"We have a gift for you! 30% off a year's membership!"
Okay, maybe I'm old school, but I thought a gift was something you didn't have to do anything for! If I have to buy something to get it, then it's not a gift. If they really wanted me to have a "gift" they could have just sent me a dollar in the mail.
The funny part about it is that this particular "gift" was for the purchase of some "good-for-you brain games" that are designed to enhance your cognitive powers. I am going to assume that I am not in need of brain games since I figured this out.
There is only one truly FREE gift and that is the gift that GOD offers each and everyone of us. It is the gift of Salvation. Only one drop of blood from the Messiah would have been enough to cleanse us of our sins, but HE didn't stop with one drop, HE gave it all. My Savior gave HIS all for a stiff-necked, perverse people who did not even want HIM. I was one of those.
I was one of those until I saw it! I saw my sins nailed to HIS cross and I finally accepted what HE had done for me. HE rescued me from the pit of Hell and HE clothed me in HIS Righteousness!
HIS Grace is within me now and I grow closer to HIM every day!
All I can say is, "THANK YOU, LORD!! THANK YOU for dying for me!"
Shalom! Pray for the PEACE of Jerusalem!
"We have a gift for you! 30% off a year's membership!"
Okay, maybe I'm old school, but I thought a gift was something you didn't have to do anything for! If I have to buy something to get it, then it's not a gift. If they really wanted me to have a "gift" they could have just sent me a dollar in the mail.
The funny part about it is that this particular "gift" was for the purchase of some "good-for-you brain games" that are designed to enhance your cognitive powers. I am going to assume that I am not in need of brain games since I figured this out.
There is only one truly FREE gift and that is the gift that GOD offers each and everyone of us. It is the gift of Salvation. Only one drop of blood from the Messiah would have been enough to cleanse us of our sins, but HE didn't stop with one drop, HE gave it all. My Savior gave HIS all for a stiff-necked, perverse people who did not even want HIM. I was one of those.
I was one of those until I saw it! I saw my sins nailed to HIS cross and I finally accepted what HE had done for me. HE rescued me from the pit of Hell and HE clothed me in HIS Righteousness!
HIS Grace is within me now and I grow closer to HIM every day!
All I can say is, "THANK YOU, LORD!! THANK YOU for dying for me!"
Shalom! Pray for the PEACE of Jerusalem!
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