The Great Race-2008: The Land of Candy and Sunshine by John P. Stevenson

October 23, 2008

The Great Race—2008

The Spectacle of the Modern American Election Campaign

The Land of Candy & Sunshine

As you no doubt have been hearing from the unceasing stream of Barack Obama’s campaign commercials played in a continual rotation on TV screens nationwide, all of our worries will soon be over.  Yes, Barry’s preparing for his official anointing as the Chosen One, when the clouds of despair will lift, birds will sing, the lion will lay down with the lamb, the rivers will flow root beer, and all will be right with the world.

It seems that Obama has an answer for everything, and those answers all sound amazingly similar:  Let the Government take care of it.  Can’t afford Health Insurance?  No problem…  Let Uncle Sugar pick up that bill.  Your antiquated, out-moded, over-priced Union job disappearing?  Don’t worry, we’ll make those evil Auto corporations keep operating in the 1950’s, paying twenty-five bucks an hour for an unskilled laborer to screw Widget A to Framazam B.  Are you stressed about what the rest of the world thinks about us?  They’ll soon love us, when our shipment of French-made Surrender flags arrives in late January.  (Soon to be appearing on a battlefield near you.  What’s that you say, there are no battlefields near you?  Just wait…)  Oh yes, all will be sweetness and light under an Obama administration—does anyone know the lyrics to Tommy James and the Shondells’ Crystal Blue Persuasion??  Perhaps we should have a new National Anthem.

Contrary to what so many now believe, Government is not meant to be the solution to all life’s problems.  In fact, there are very few problems Government can, or should, solve.  The founders envisioned government (note the small ‘g’) as a necessary evil; something that had to be, but also something to be feared, and kept under a tight leash.  They had just fought a long, costly war to rid themselves of a tyrannical monarchy, which regarded the people as mere subjects of the Crown; the last thing they wished for was a government that had the power to intrude into every facet of American life.  They saw government as having a sharply defined, and greatly limited, scope of influence…  The conduct of Foreign Policy and keeping us safe from our enemies being chief among them.  Things that modern Americans take for granted… smoking bans in public places, regulating trans-fats, income tax, abortion on demand… would have provoked open warfare in the early days of our independence. 

The strongest party for the first decade of American politics, the Federalist Party, was a strong advocate of bigger, more powerful, more centralized National Government… not unlike today’s Democratic Party.  And the first true test of the Federalist’s policies came in the early 1790’s when, at the urging of Treasury Secretary Alexander Hamilton, Congress levied a tax on each gallon of whiskey produced.  Since many western farmers depended upon distillation to refine their excess grain into this more easily transported, and therefore more profitable, form, this directly penalized those small farmers.

In 2008, there would be protests, of course.  Letters would be written to Congressmen and Senators, even the President.  There would be pundits on every news net arguing both for and against the tax, and the blogosphere would be up in arms.  Figuratively speaking, of course.

That was not the case in 1794, however.  Oh, letters were written and protests were raised, to be sure.  But the farmers who felt themselves threatened by what they perceived as an abusive over-reaching of power on the part of Congress and President Washington did what they had done nearly twenty years before—picked up musket, ball, and powder and said “NO!”

In response, President Washington called out the militias of Pennsylvania and Virginia to put down the insurrection.  Assembling an army of nearly 13,000 men, roughly equal to the entire Continental Army of the late war, Washington marched them into the Monongahela Valley of Western Pennsylvania, one of only two times that an American army took to the field with a sitting President at it’s head.

The Whiskey Rebellion, as it came to be known, accomplished very little, ending with a mewling whimper rather than a bang.  Twenty rebels were rounded up; only two actually were jailed.  Two were sentenced to death, but were pardoned by Washington.  Most were simply fined and released.  Within a decade, the tax was repealed, ending the first effort by the US Government to increase the powers allotted it by the Constitution.  It was, of course, not to be the last.

Perhaps the most important consequence of the short-lived rebellion was that it led to the demise of the Federalist Party, and the rise of the Democratic-Republican Party, which, like the Anti-Federalists ten years before, argued for smaller, less powerful government.

But that was 214 years ago.  Now, politicians routinely buy our votes with our own money, promising they’ll deliver this program or that entitlement to cure whatever ails us… all of course bought with our own tax dollars.  Yet there are millions who, like the children of Hameln town, line up obediently behind the pied piper, eager to dance to his tune no matter where it may lead.  To many, there is no problem that can’t be solved by growing Government just a little larger.  Can’t handle your unruly child?  Just let the Government step in and take over for you.  Can’t make your business succeed?  Why bother… the Government’ll bail you out.  Just can’t deal with life in general?  Ok, just trust Uncle… he’s got it all planned out for you. Obama’s got it all worked out.

And for us proud descendents of the Anti-Federalists, the ones who prefer to parent our own children, thank you, or take the credit for our success or the responsibility for our failure, or deal with life according to our own plans, not Obama’s?

Who do you think gets to pay for the candy and sunshine?

Be God’s Fool and Not The World’s

October 6, 2008

1 Corinthians 3:18

The Message (MSG)
Don’t fool yourself. Don’t think that you can be wise merely by being up-to-date with the times. Be God’s fool—that’s the path to true wisdom. What the world calls smart, God calls stupid. It’s written in Scripture, He exposes the chicanery of the chic. The Master sees through the smoke screens of the know-it-alls.

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I’ve spent the better part of the past year praying about our Presidential Election coming up.  Since last October, I have ask the Lord NOT for what I wanted, but for HIS WILL to be extended over our Nation.  I have asked many friends of mine to be praying diligently about the election.  In concert with The Presidential Prayer Team (www.presidentialprayerteam.net  ),  many of us are PRAYING DAILY UNTIL ELECTION DAY…for God’s perfect WILL.

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Regardless of what happens, we have committed to pray for the next President.

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Understand the message in the Scripture above.  The world would like you believe many of the lies that are blasted through the airwaves today.  What the WORLD calls smart, God does NOT.  Our LORD SEES THROUGH THE SMOKE SCREENS.  Remember that Satan has dominion in the air…..and the airwaves.  Satan will tell us everything is wrong in what we believe.  He will tell us that our Lord HOLDS NO POWER…

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IT IS A LIE!!!

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BE DILIGENT.  BE PRAYERFUL.  SEEK GOD’S WILL.

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The time to start is now.  

50 Odd Things About Me

August 14, 2008

50 ODD things about me! If you see this, FILL IT OUT and post it on your page! Learn 50 things about your friends, and let them learn 50 things about you! 


1) Do you like blue cheese?   Sure, I’d like to cheer it up

2) Have you ever smoked heroin? No!!!!!!!!!!! I’ve had smoked herring before though. 

 

3) Do you own guns?  I’ve got some glue guns too and am considering the ‘fficial REAL guns… 

 

4) What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic? We’ve got a Sonic up the road, but we rarely go…maybe it’s the stupid commercials… 

 

5) Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? Never

 

6) What do you think of hot dogs? I really don’t THINK of them unless I’m EATING them, then it’s with mustard and relish.

 

7) Favorite Christmas song? I like a bunch of them

 

8) What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Coffee..and I’m decaffeinated..

 

 9) Can you do push ups?  .That’s an amusing question…NEXT!

10) Can you do a chin up?   I did one ONCE when I was in elementary school.

 

11) What’s your favorite piece of jewelry? Engagement ring and wedding band

12) Favorite hobby?   I enjoy crafting and sewing and haven’t done it NEARLY enough lately

 

13) Ever been in a car wreck? Yup, nothing serious though

 

14) Do you have A.D.D.?   No

15) What’s one trait that you hate about yourself?   Not that I “hate” it, but I would like to be better organized.

 

16) Middle name?  I have my Mom’s middle name, “Jean”

17) Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment.

       1.  I need to iron hubby’s clothes.

       2.  I want to watch this Peter Lorre movie.

       3.  I need to look up some pepper canning recipes.

 

18) Name 3 things you bought yesterday. 

       1.    Shoes for church

       2.    Double curtain rod
       3.    Card for neighbors 

 

19) Name 3 drinks you drink regularly?  water, coffee, and sometimes soda

 20) Current worry?  What me, worry?

 21) Current hate right now? Ugly word, try not to hate much of anything.  Have some strong DISLIKES THOUGH..hee hee.. I dislike apathy, rudeness, insincerity, and the “entitlement” mentality.

 

 

22) Favorite book?  The Bible, it happens to be by my Favorite Author too!

23) How did you bring in the New Year? Like we always do, playing board games, eating our expensive ‘once-a-year’ snacks and watching The Twilight Zone on TV.

 

24) Where would you like to go?  Some quiet cabin where I didn’t have to do anything except goof off

 

25) Name three people who will complete this. Whoever wants to 

26) Do you own slippers?   I just bought some clearance foam thong ones at Kohl’s last week.

27) What shirt are you wearing? A purple one that has Sally from Nightmare Before Christmas on it

 

28) Do you like sleeping on satin sheets?  I haven’t slept on satin in a long time.

 

29) Can you whistle?  Yep, have been able to since I was a kid.

30) Ringer on your phone? Right now, the home phone plays “Ode to Joy”, but our phone is about to bite the dust.  It doesn’t hold a charge for long.

 

31) Would you be a pirate? Does Johnny Depp come with me if I do???  :-D .

 

32) What songs do you sing in the shower?  Hmmm I don’t exactly call it singing as a low bellow…!

 

33) Favorite girl’s name?  I don’t know.

34) Favorite boy’s name? So many names, hard to pick.

35) What’s in your pocket? Nothing now…possibly lint.

 

36) Last thing that made you laugh.  Cinematic Titanic’s riffing of The Wasp Woman (I didn’t get to watch the hole thing though)

37) Best bed sheets as a child.  Duh…The ones on my bed..

38) Worst injury you’ve ever had. As a older teen, I fell off the school bus, and got a blood clot in my leg.  As an adult, I had a hernia that I had to have surgery for..

 

39) Do you love where you live?   Yes!

 

40) How many TVs do you have in your house?  Actually, there are 5, but 3 are watched are semi- or regular basis.  One is a tiny 5″ one that is used for emergencies..

41) Who is your loudest friend?  I don’t think I have loud friends.

42) How many dogs do you have?  Pet-free zone.

43) Do you like sushi?  If you knew sushi, like I knew sushi…..ahem 

 

 

44) Best friend in grade school? During grade school, it was Sharon.

45) What is your favorite song. Music runs through my head all the time.

46) Favorite candy?  It changes day to day…I loves me some Snickers bars

47) Favorite Sports Team?  Green Bay Packers and UK Wildcats.  Although, I will be watching the NY Jets a bit more closely this year..hee hee

 

48) What song do you want played at your funeral?  I haven’t really thought that one through yet, I’ll probably have a CD ready though

 

49) What were you doing 12 AM last night?   Sleepy Time in my world 

 

50) What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? Time to make the donuts…ummmm…no…UH…Time to make the coffee!.

Why We Fight by John P. Stevenson

July 26, 2008
Why We Fight by John P. Stevenson

Why We Fight…

The Reasons and Motivations of the War for Civilization

A Choice between Here and There

 

You hear it everywhere… “What are we doing in Iraq?” “Why are we fighting?” “When will the War end?” These are valid questions, questions that deserve straight, honest answers. And it’s not factual to say that the Bush administration hasn’t provided those answers; they have. It’s just that some people haven’t liked the answers they got.

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If you find yourself wondering why we’re engaged in conflict, think back to a bright Tuesday in September nearly seven years ago. Do you remember where you were? What you were doing? Do you remember what went through your mind when the second plane hit the second tower, live on nationwide TV, and the realization dawned that what had been a horrible accident had become an act of war?

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I do. Vividly. I can recall the shock as I watched the flashing silver shape cut across the screen from left to right, banking sharply just before impact, flames and glass and debris blowing out the other side of the building as though it were blood and tissue from an exit wound. The shock lasted perhaps ten seconds, then I turned to a friend standing next to me and said, “Someone just declared war on us.” In my mind, the transition from peace to war took just that long, just that 10-second gap between seeing, and knowing. For some, especially the heroes who would be the first to fall in this war, it would be much quicker; for many, that transition has never been made.

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Our President, the man charged with the responsibility of keeping us safe from foreign aggression, the man who is the ultimate commander of the armed might of the United States, resolved that this would not happen again on his watch. He vowed, before Congress, before the Nation, before the World, and before God that we would go anywhere, pay any price, endure any hardship, to bring justice to those who brought terror to us. He made it clear that there would be nowhere to hide, no sanctuary from our wrath. The doctrine was simple and direct… there were only two sides in this War: Stand with us, on the side of civilization, or cast your lot with those who sought the end of civilization. He stated plainly that this would not be a war like any other. Many things would be done in the darkness, concealed from all save those who would feel the effects of our anger. Many things would be done for the world to see, and to learn from. And it would not be a war that would end with the liberation of one country, the death of one man, or the capture of an enemy capital. It would be a generational conflict, and we who began the struggle would not likely live to see its end.

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And thus far, he has been a man of his word. We followed Al-Qaeda to Afghanistan, where they were sheltered and supported by the brutal theocracy of the Taliban. Warlords who came to power following the collapse of the government, they returned the country to medieval times, banning all modern conveniences, forbidding the education of females, and instituting the death penalty for even the most minor infractions of shari’a law, the same laws that saw Saudi police force dozens of young girls back into their burning schoolhouse because, in their haste to escape the flames, they had not properly covered themselves. Carried out in front of large crowds at outdoor stadiums, even children could find themselves convicted of some offense and facing public execution.

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Into this maelstrom of hate, the President sent our combat forces, into a land that had not been conquered since the time of Alexander the Great. The British found defeat there in the 1880’s, as did the Soviets one hundred years later. Analysts boldly predicted massive casualties for the Americans, and Russian experts, wounds still raw and exposed from the Soviet Union’s disastrous Afghan war, proclaimed certain defeat for US forces.

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But we were not defeated, and though brave men and women died, our casualties were comparatively light. By the first spring after the towers fell, Afghanistan was secured, the Taliban had been routed from power, thousands of terrorists were dead or captured, and Al-Qaeda had lost it’s most important sanctuary.

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Though the fighting in Afghanistan would, and does, continue, soon a new threat would emerge; or rather, an old one would reemerge. Saddam Hussein, a despot so barbaric that he had used chemical weapons on his own people, once again moved to the forefront of international threats. After repeated attempts to use the UN to cajole him into compliance with the terms of the 1991 cease-fire, the decision was made. Given the new calculus that governed in the wake of 9-11, no longer could we be content to merely watch and wait for the inevitable. We had to act pre-emptively, alone if necessary, before madmen with weapons far more dangerous than machine guns and high explosives could once more strike our homeland. Saddam fit every definition of evil, and his hatred of the west in general, and the US in particular, meant that his time had come.

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On the evening of March 19th, 2003, our President announced the beginning of the end for Saddam’s regime. As our troops began the campaign to liberate Iraq, he said these words in an address to the nation:

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“Our nation enters this conflict reluctantly — yet, our purpose is sure. The people of the United States and our friends and allies will not live at the mercy of an outlaw regime that threatens the peace with weapons of mass murder. We will meet that threat now, with our Army, Air Force, Navy, Coast Guard and Marines, so that we do not have to meet it later with armies of fire fighters and police and doctors on the streets of our cities.

“Now that conflict has come, the only way to limit its duration is to apply decisive force. And I assure you, this will not be a campaign of half measures, and we will accept no outcome but victory.”

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Though his words were clear and measured, still there were those who failed to grasp their true import. Among these were the liberals who denounced the war at every turn, eager to pounce on each death, setback, and error as though war could be a perfected endeavor, and anything less would be justification for opposing it. Some of the loudest of these critics were the very ones who voted to authorize the invasion of Iraq to begin with, the 100 or so Democrats in Congress who voted “Yes” on the resolution. Some familiar names top that list, notables of the Democratic party such as Hillary Clinton, John Edwards, and John Kerry.

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So now the war is in, not it’s fifth year since the invasion of Iraq, nor even it’s soon-to-be seventh since that bright September morning etched in our memories. This war didn’t begin when the twin towers fell, or when Flight 93 plunged into a meadow in Pennsylvania. It had been a long-running conflict when a small boat exploded against the hull of the USS Cole, and when terrorists brought down two American embassies in Africa. It was an old struggle when Iranian militants took 52 Americans hostage in our embassy, and when savages shattered the peace of an Olympic village in Munich.

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In truth, this conflict has always been with us, for it is the fundamental struggle between civilization and barbarism. Since ancient man took the first tentative steps to reach out and peacefully coexist with his neighbor, thereby improving their common lot, there have been those who seek to tear apart the fragile bonds of civilization. And make no mistake… they will succeed if given the chance. As a quote often attributed to the Irish philosopher Edmund Burke reads, “All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.” That’s as true now as it was in Burke’s day, and we have all too many otherwise good people advocating the doing of nothing.

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We currently have two men vieing for the job of Commander-in-Chief of this nation at war. Though I have doubt and misgivings about John McCain’s political stances, I have no doubt that he will do something when it comes to this war in which we find ourselves called for service. He’s a man who’s experienced the triumph of evil precisely because people did nothing to oppose it. Some even campaigned actively for it’s success. The likliehood that he would sit still, waiting for terror to once more visit our shores, is virtually nil. Despite Barack Obama’s high-sounding calls for inspiring hope and change, neither is the responsibility of the President. Keeping us safe is.

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Whether or not liberals wish to admit it, we are in the midst of a World War. How can a man who can’t even rule out sitting down with our enemies be expected to lead us in that conflict? How can a man who will hold a campaign rally in a foreign capital, yet refuse to visit a nearby hospital full of our wounded soldiers because it would be “inappropriate,” seriously consider himself ready to be Commander-in-Chief of those soldiers?

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And, more importantly, how can we consider possibly casting a vote for such a man?

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John “The Unimonster” Stevenson is a friend of mine who is sans full computer access at this time. Until he can post regularly on his own blogs (links will be posted later), I will give him full access to mine. If anyone knows someone who could use a good writer for a paper, magazine, ezine (that PAYS), I can put you in touch with John.

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He deserves a shot.

Teaching Tomatoes

July 8, 2008

Mama Bird

Mama Bird

Matthew 6:25-34 (Amplified Bible)

 

 

     25Therefore I tell you, stop being perpetually uneasy (anxious and worried) about your life, what you shall eat or what you shall drink; or about your body, what you shall put on. Is not life greater [in quality] than food, and the body [far above and more excellent] than clothing?

    26Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father keeps feeding them. Are you not worth much more than they?

    27And who of you by worrying and being anxious can add one unit of measure (cubit) to his stature or to the span of his life?

    28And why should you be anxious about clothes? Consider the lilies of the field and learn thoroughly how they grow; they neither toil nor spin.

    29Yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his magnificence (excellence, dignity, and grace) was not arrayed like one of these. [I Kings 10:4-7.]

    30But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and green and tomorrow is tossed into the furnace, will He not much more surely clothe you, O you of little faith?

    31Therefore do not worry and be anxious, saying, What are we going to have to eat? or, What are we going to have to drink? or, What are we going to have to wear?

    32For the Gentiles (heathen) wish for and crave and diligently seek all these things, and your heavenly Father knows well that you need them all.

    33But seek (aim at and strive after) first of all His kingdom and His righteousness (His way of doing and being right), and then all these things taken together will be given you besides.

    34So do not worry or be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will have worries and anxieties of its own. Sufficient for each day is its own trouble.

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I have spoken before about having a garden.  I love my garden; it is one of my favorite things to do each year.  It is hard, yet rewarding work.  For me, it is also a teaching process.  I only have faint childhood memories of my Grandparents’ farm and can only count on one hand when we actually had a garden in our yard.  It’s just something I have always felt I “needed” to do each year:  plant, sow, reap.

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This is only the second year we have actually had a REAL garden.  Last year’s we had to baby because of the severe drought our area went through.  We did pretty well, all things considered, and I happily canned garden pickings far into September.  This year, naturally, the weather has been more “gardener-friendly”.  The early growing months have been a bit cooler (except for May which was a tad on the warm side), and far rainier (in comparison to last year).

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The main stronghold plant in my garden is the tomato.  I LOVE the tomato.  I love just about any variety of tomato.  I have an this admiration for this wondrous orb since I was a child.  Last year, I bought way too many plants…..and THIS year I bought way too many plants.

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‘sigh’

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HOWEVER!!!!  Tomatoes can and freeze very well, so if I am willing to work….very, very, very…..um….VERY….hard….I can have the taste of fresh tomatoes UP UNTIL THE NEXT HARVEST (and still have plenty to share).

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So….that’s what I do.

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Now, this year, I was becoming a bit concerned with my beloved plants.  I had PLENTY OF GREEN TOMATOES, and here I was coming on 90 days since I planted them!!  Of course, Hubby was getting into FULL panic mode (I was just in minor panic), and wanted me to start reading up on things we could do to FIX our problem.  Well, I KNEW what one of our problems was right off:  We had planted our stinking plants too close together.  Our garden is small and there is not much room between ANY of the plants.  I feared this was going to doom us.  Plus, we were starting to have green tomatoes weigh down the branches a bit.

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On Friday, the LORD SHOWED me what the problem was (see picture above).  We have a Mama Bird with four eggs NESTED in our TOMATOES!!!!  Did I mention our plants are over 5 feet high?

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I couldn’t believe it…If I had NOT seen this nest, I might have gone in haphazardly and accidentally destroyed it!  By going out and watering the way I did, before we left town (ironically, in an attempt to CALM DOWN my nerves a bit), God showed me the reason WHY NONE of my tomatoes had turned red yet.  Our family would have been terribly distraught if we had done something to displace them or hurt them.  I carefully finished watering, and we left for three days.

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When we got back home, the first thing I did was go out and check the garden.  What do you think I found?  No, less than ONE DOZEN RIPE TOMATOES!!!!  When stuff like that happens, it makes me just want to shout, “I GET IT GOD!! I GET IT!!”

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You see, He takes care of us…He takes care of the animals.  He takes care of the beautiful lilies (and I was able to get some of those this weekend too, but that is another story, for another day).  We just have to stop worrying so much—He WILL provide all we need as long as we have the faith to serve Him.

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So at the times, while I’m fretting about things that may not matter much in the long run; I’m going to remember this lesson.  I’ll remember it when I’m opening some homemade salsa…or adding tomato sauce to a meatloaf this fall…or perhaps gifting some tomato preserves.  Maybe I’ll get a chance to tell the story of the bird and her nest, and how God takes care of the rest.

Blackberry Theology 101

July 2, 2008

1 Kings 19:11-12 (New International Version)

11 The LORD said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by.”
      Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake.
12 After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper.

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Psalm 46:10 New International Version


“Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”

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As I was picking blackberries over the last few weeks, I found it pretty amazing how the Lord uses daily tasks to teach the most practical lessons.  We had a brief discussion in our Sunday School (we call them Connection Groups now) class about people who come in for counseling who have lost their “joy” and that many times we only gauge our relationship with God by the amount of “emotion” that we feel.  Are we getting that “thrill and chill” every time we sit in a pew?  Do we think the Lord is forgetting us because we are going through an earthquake or some storm?  Or, are we going through a refining fire in the Potter’s kiln and we are just whining and complaining too much to hear His STILL, SOFT voice?

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It makes you think.  Before we bought our house just over 5 years ago, I was hoping to have property big enough (and with enough sunlight) where I could order some blackberry vines and grow some of this fruit that I loved so much.  Shortly after moving here, I noticed some flowering on some vines all around the backside of our property.  I wasn’t sure what I was looking at….When I got closer to the the vines, I thought—“IT CAN’T BE!!  Did the Lord put these vines in for me????”  Shortly afterward, when I saw the wild berries appearing from the vines, I found out,  HE INDEED HAD….It was going to take some work to get them under control though.  It was up to us to either just leave them for bird food, or to work very hard every year to ACTUALLY have a harvest to make jams, cobblers, etc…

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So the Lord taught me a lesson with the blackberries that I’ve been meticulously picking for the last few weeks.  A few years ago, the brambles were VERY overgrown, and unwieldy.  It was difficult to pick the berries and the new growth was sitting on top of old growth that was laying about 3-4 ft. high.  Some brambles (vines) would grow 8-10’ long.  Once I started reading up on how to prune and cut away all of them, VERY SLOWLY, year by year, we started making progress on the ease of picking, and ultimately clearing away the old vines each year.  Still, it is tedious work to pick the berries.  I have to wear a rose glove on my left hand to pull back the thorn-covered branches, and use my right hand to pick.  This year, I pulled out an older pair of shoes and put gasoline on them (enough odor to keep chiggers at bay), and I go sprayed-up because the bugs (ticks and mosquitoes are the worst) seem to enjoy my company.  It is time-consuming and you have to plan on getting scrapes, getting hot, dodging bees, and dropping a few GOOD berries from time-to-time.

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But during the trouble that it takes (and I have neighbors on BOTH sides who do not mess with their wild berries because they don’t have the time to deal with them)…. I learned, that it takes all of the DIFFICULTY to get to the beautiful sweet berry that God created.  The berries need the heat to grow.  The berries have to have protective thorns or there would NEVER be enough food for humans to eat (the birds can still get their share, but other animals don’t care much for the prickly mess). PRUNING MUST OCCUR, or the plant will just grow mercilessly and not produce much of anything, except a very long, tangling briar!! 

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Isn’t all that true for us as well?  Perhaps that is what the LORD was trying to tell Elijah too.  “I’m not in those earthquakes, winds, and fires of Life, but I can perfect you into the fruit of the person I know you can be if you just have faith in Me.”

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We tend to OVER-COMPLICATE things with our haughty tendencies.  Sometimes we need to do something as simple as going out to an old farm or maybe to our backyard and LISTEN to what God really is trying to say to us.  Sometimes, we are not going to get a “shake and quake” emotional experience.  Sometimes, he just wants us to SHUT UP AND LISTEN.  He is telling us once and for all to “Be STILL…” and “KNOW”

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HE IS GOD

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HIS NAME WILL BE EXALTED ABOVE ALL NATIONS AND THE WORLD

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And frankly, folks….that’s good enough for me.

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May 2, 2008

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