It's of Things Seen and Unseen

Dear America,

"There is a mysterious evil, 

which surely is not the work of God 

but penetrates silently 

into the folds of history...

at times it seems to take over 

and on certain days its presence 

seems even clearer than that of God's mercy."

Pope Francis, recently

-- and we begin again --

good day

this is blog one thousand and one -- 

but who's counting, right?

anywho, for one reason or another, this pope has annoyed me since day one; but no surprise there.

but this morning, as I read this, over and over....

It's like, seriously -- this is your wheel house, Francis.

Mysterious evil?

where's the mystery? Can't we just call a spade a spade?

This, not so mysterious evil, has a name (many, actually) -- Satan.  Lucifer.  Prince of Darkness. The Devil.  Beast.  And even...and one of my personal favorites, The Dickens.   just to name six.

What Mystery? There is no mystery; for God so loved the world, HE allowed this "mysterious evil" to live among us in perfect disharmony, allowing for the quintessential battle of wills, if you will, to have its day.   Good and evil -- living freely together, side by side, making way for mankind to live in free play, complete with plenty of free falling of our own undoing, while all the while, giving free will free reign to have its way with us.

The beauty of this, is that it gave mankind the freedom to grow in relationship with God on a daily basis, while giving the individual the freedom to make his or her own choices, whether morally, intellectually, physically, or what have you.

The world, as we know it, is not still; it is the conglomeration of all of its parts, in constant motion, constant flux, constant conflict, constant labor, all the live long day; even this thing called climate change isn't anything brand spanking new.  it's been around and around and around. but what ever.

Today's cultural unrest surrounding abortion is a perfect example of the quickening, the continuous reawakening, the re-birthing, of the incredible divide between us; as a number of states are beginning to address this unrest with astounding, even provocative, legislation.   With many authorizing new legislation respective of the first heart beat, which comes to life as early as six weeks,  the most recent move comes from the state of Alabama --  and makes abortion nearly entirely illegal.

Of course, the truth of the matter is, it is purely a gesture of political posturing; for at the end of the day, abortion is still legal and federally protected all the way to Planned Parenthood and back,  from sea to shining sea...even in Alabama.

But let's be clear, shall we: America continues to evolve on this issue, generation after generation.  

That is just a fact.  

While this girl might also add: liberal women do not have the authority to speak for all Americans, no matter the state they are in, physical and otherwise.

What gets me still, is how we ever got this embedded into this thing called abortion in the first place. 

Of course, we know how Planned Parenthood had its origins -- Margaret Sanger, it's creator, systematically set out to extinguish the less-than, and reshape society, being the racist that she was.

But now look at us; arguing over the claims that it's about a women's right to choose, to hold the power to do what she wants with her own body, when in fact,  it seems more about shushing the opposition, the conservative voice entirely.

Conservatives gain labels of being ignorant, backward thinking, and basically, some kind of merry band of un-actualized, half-baked twits.  All the while, liberals, who consider this new age of abortion-on-demand a sign of true progress, get to be the modern day, highly-evolved intellectuals on the side of advancement of women's rights, and perhaps the savior of the entire world -- if only in their own minds.  Speaking of Anne Hathaway which, read Kira Davis, here.  (For more about Kira, go here.)

Good and evil at play.

Abortion is not settled science  when it comes to morality; it's not even settled science when it comes to our culture...  of its clear and present danger in our midst, the damage it represents within our communities and relationships, and most especially, the utter destruction of the African-American population. 

What kind of advancement of colored people is it, when this miracle of modern medicine has desecrated the black community?

What kind of advancement is it, when we have reduced the unborn fetus to being less than human, just so the conversation can move away from the reality of abortion, for what it truly is --  glossing over the damages to women, to society, to the unborn life itself -- and arrive here, weaponizing abortion in reckless free abandon.

But no one wants to talk about the damages.

Candice Owens, a fiery and articulate conservative woman who happens to be African-American, clarified the numbers for us, as a guest on Fox News last Friday evening -- noting the sad truth, that African-American women, who presently comprise of only about 7% of the population, are responsible for nearly 40% of the abortions in this country; and it explains just how the Hispanic community has grown into being the largest minority in the country (aside from illegal population flooding over the border as we speak).

But no one wants to talk about the damages.

Showing in the state of Michigan, linked in the stats above, 60% of all abortions are to women over the age of 25!  (Only 8% are under the age of twenty.)   This is simply outrageous.

The other outrageous statistic -- 96% of the African-American women having abortions in Michigan are not married -- when you include the whole country, this number goes down to about 86%, but still, this is not good.

When looking at America, as a whole, about half of all abortions happen between the age of twenty and thirty; with less than 0.3% of all abortions nationwide, occurring under the age of fifteen (according to records from 2015).

The thing is, in this day, and in this age -- birth control is inexpensive and it's a far more responsible way of protecting the unborn.  And yet, what we have grown to demand, in America, it would seem -- is to use abortion as birth control, and that is simply wrong every which way to Sunday and back.

Speaking from one girl to another of a different mother:  just wondering, just where are the liberal women willing to effect real change, and be brave enough to step away from this abortion-on-demand mentality, and actually model a modicum of responsibility with our bodies?   This goes a whole lot deeper than just caring for the unborn -- but actually caring for the health and welfare and sanctity of our own lives, our own bodies.  With STD's in this country off the charts, with sexual relationships between men and women becoming so casual, disposable even, you would think one of these days, women on both sides of the aisle, would one day come together on this one, for the betterment of the whole.

Are we really that cool, as a culture, to let free love rule our world?

Good and evil at play.

It's all just a cryin' shame with what we have done with love and marriage and children. just a cryin' shame.

Back to Francis -- leader of the Catholic Church; there is no mystery, the mysterious evil in our midst is getting the upper hand all the way down to the baby toe, and if you sit real still, you can even hear the heartbeat of an entire culture in solid decline, beat by beat.

"I wish to restate as firmly as I can that abortion is a grave sin, since it puts an end to an innocent life," the pope wrote in the letter. "In the same way, however, I can and must state that there is no sin that God's mercy cannot reach and wipe away when it finds a repentant heart seeking to be reconciled with the Father. May every priest, therefore, be a guide, support and comfort to penitents on this journey of special reconciliation."

Penned by the Pope, in a letter, during the Year of Jubilee,  celebrated with a year of mercy; all in all, appearing more like the afterbirth of the sanctity of life meeting up with the new, highly evolved, age.

Are we an educated people?  Are we?
Are we an enlightened people? really?

The answer is educating our girls to live a life that not only protects against the possibility of an unwanted pregnancy, it secures the resources and tools to safeguard their own welfare and prognosis of living a full and healthy life, whether in terms of being in sound relationship with her own spirit, to the boy next door, or to God Itself.

The answer is educating our boys to honor girls in every way; it's as simple as that.

This is how we the people  protect people from the actions of other people, even when in the womb.

On a personal note -- this week has met me wrought with distraught; my mind as been all over the place; perhaps why it has taken me over of a week just to put something down on a page. 

Oh, there is no mystery as to where it comes; it's as clear as the blue sky outside my window, never you mind about a few passing, glorious clouds.

Yup. The girl who believes in embracing all of life with no regrets, seems to have found one along the way; and it's nobody's fault but my own.  It's just one of those things --

I guess, in the ramblings of today, about life itself -- this day in the life of an American girl is taking a sudden turn...winding down into a certain melancholy; perhaps its just a postpartum thing, surely to pass one day.

But woke this morning wishing I went to the funeral.
In tears with deep regret.

Instead, I did what was best for the whole family.   As it made sense, come to think of it, at the time.

But somehow, in the light of this new day, It feels like I just took a bullet.

Much like the angst that came when the decision was made, after the back and forth, it just dawned on me, now that its over,  that it will forever be me -- I will be the one to forever be remembered as the one who wasn't there. I will forever be the one... the sister who stayed behind, the auntie who didn't make the time, as the optics in the aftermath appear a whole lot different up close, in the rear view mirror, in the day after.  [It's so true, things are closer than they appear.]

My presence was not there with good reason, goes the mantra inside my head.

And it's true.  And I know it in my heart of hearts.  But why come it feels so bad?

Whatever opportunity there may have been for starting over, for me, seems to have evaporated into thin air.   Janet is gone -- never able to restore things there; and my brother, well, he doesn't speak to me.  And the kids, my brother's kids, will forever memorialize the broken relationships through their mother's tears -- my word against hers has no place, no purpose, no validity whatsoever.  And besides, it was neither time nor place to mend any of it.

The event became more about things seen and unseen.  And I -- I was not seen.

So, if doing the math,  it leaves me perpetually stuck until God knows when. 

I'm just stuck.

I'm stuck, deep inside the crevasse of a  decade or more, stuck between the crags of ridiculousness and senselessness, feeling no ability to crawl out of it to escape its wretched reality.  I was not graced with a new view of the world just yet, now stuck in this  melodramatic darkness of mine. 

It's just something  that I will carry with me now; reminding me of a great book to read, The Things They Carried.

And yet,  I could feel the joy in my mother's voice as she told of the gatherings, moments that hold the power to effect change, restoring memories and relationship that might one day prove to be long-lasting and permanent.  She was graced with the Holy Spirit of God, hearing that still small voice deep down --  moving mysteriously before her -- given her new life, new hope, and new beginnings a chance to have their day.   She got to witness her boy in a new light... and he, the same.   As exhausted as she was at the end the day, from her travels home, there was a sense of exuberance about her; so much goodness, so much goodness, spinning wildly madly deeply all around her. 

The bonds of motherhood never sleep.

And in spite of the loss I am feeling just now, this chance for more, for her, makes me giddy with happiness.     there is no other mother in the world who deserves it more.

I'm a big girl; all's well that ends.

Make it a Good Day, G

It's Faith is Everyone's Business Thing

Dear America,

"I would suggest that faith is everyone's business.  The advance or decline of faith is so intimately connected to the welfare of a society that it should be of particular interest to a politician.  Furthermore, the fact that I am not a member of the clergy might help people be more open to what is said in this book.  No one can accuse me of writing what I write because I have been motivated by self-interest or theological prejudice."

these words are from the original introduction of a book that changed lives and prepared the world for the end of slavery; written by William Wilberforce, Real Christianity was written for an audience over 200 years ago, but might as well have been introduced to the world last week, considering it's examination of the essential truths surrounding a certain gap -- that being, that which separates "real faith" from the practice of a "cultural Christianity."

not to mention, this girl likes that part at the end, when Wilberforce says, like besides... "no one can accuse me of writing what I write because I have been motivated by self-interest or theological prejudice."

Isn't that refreshing?

And so true -- this idea that faith is everyone's business.

...how a society may come and go simply by it's treatment, it's reverence, it's attention, to it's faith

...how this faith, or lack thereof, directly affects the welfare of it's people.

What we do and what we say matters; just as, how we do it and how we say it matters.

Isn't it funny how the word pious could essentially be expressing two entirely different things...and the only tell would be the tone of voice and/or context.  

Here we go, via google:

pi·ous
ˈpīəs/Submit
adjective
devoutly religious.
synonyms: religious, devout, God-fearing, churchgoing, spiritual, prayerful, holy, godly, saintly, dedicated, reverent, dutiful, righteous
"a pious family"
making a hypocritical display of virtue.
"there'll be no pious words said over her"
synonyms: sanctimonious, hypocritical, insincere, self-righteous, holier-than-thou, pietistic, churchy; informal goody-goody
"pious platitudes"

 It's like, how can pious be talking "saintly" one minute and "holier-than-thou" the next, right?

Now, Pope Francis has been busy crowning a few saints -- Mother Teresa received the honor in September; and just today, he was at it again...this time, an Argentinian "gaucho-priest..Jose Gabriel del Rosario Brochero along with six others in a Mass before a crowd of 80,000 in St. Peter's Square."

Just as Mother Teresa lived in and around and with the very community she ventured to teach the way of Christ and intimately care for them in every possible way, and Brochero did the same.  As Pope Francis noted, "[H]e never stayed in the parish office. He got on his mule and went out to find people like a priest of the street — to the point of getting leprosy,"


How saintly is that, to live this kind of faith through and through -- even risking life itself?

We have saints living among us, too.

People deserving of sainthood today, include the many evangelists of preachers, and priests, and missionaries -- whether traveling the world or staying close to home, they create 'a pious family,' connected in spirit and the Word, beaming messages of hope and revival to the masses.

Given the healthy dose of criticism and judgement against Christians as a whole, these soldiers at the front line of fire are most deserving of praise and adoration; for the condemnation has reached such a critical mass, generally speaking.

Dr. David Jeremiah's Sunday message included a  short summary of periods of revival in America -- and it was fascinating.  Besides ending with the call to duty for Christians to get it together again, come hell or high water, he told a story of the origins of a local coffee house, The Living Room.

Turns out, it's not really local at all -- it started in San Francisco...at the height of the hippie season in the 1960's.  In between the highs of the psychedelics, this little coffee house catered to the lost and preached the Gospel between grinds.

The Jesus Movement was all the rage.  
And then, it wasn't.   poof!   gone.

And then I found this, it's from a place called Heaven Awaits and it seeks to answer the question Why did the Jesus Movement Die?

...and if you just read the Home Page for a wee bit, you will come away thinking it's like another Wilberforce for our time.  It says, "look to the Holy Spirit, not man, for answers...Stop hiding in your house and hanging around only people who are Christian like you..."

And maybe it's just me reading more into it than is worthy, but I don't think so; for it skilfully deals a blow to the heart of every Christian, really ---- asking for each one of us to make an honest assessment of the integrity of our personal walk in faith: is it real or cultural; is it pious, or pious?

Of course, it's not like I expect all of us to agree on everything regarding FAITH; I mean, come on, that would be so unrealistic, right?  And yet, with what we know of the history of the world, how hard could it be for us to agree on this part.... that "[T]he advance or decline of faith is so intimately connected to the welfare of a society..."

How hard could it be?

Today happens to be the 100th birthday of Planned Parenthood.  [some people call it an ANNIVERSARY; I prefer to use BIRTHDAY]

Millions of babies aborted, with millions of women scarred for life...oh along with many other women who just don't care one way or the other...


The thing is, looking at the history of the organization, -- specifically, its origins -- just kills me.
It's a perfect, living, breathing example of sanctimony hooking up with multiple partners...leftist lies that have led women astray, especially the poor and those within the African-American community.

Read this, from The Negro Project.  Or this, Black Genocide dot org.
Planned Parenthood began with the Genesis of a Total Lie and it continues reliving it everyday, only now, it manufactures a voting block for the Democratic Party at the same time.  What a beautiful world, huh.

Oh sure, now of course, it's just about a woman's right to choose death over life.  Wonderful.  How evolved we have become...

But curious as to how Pope Francis has chosen to make this Jubilee Year of Mercy [year beginning December 2015], a year openly projecting a rather leftist movement within the Catholic Church.  The inclination to go less devout, and more "churchy," may very well be a sign of the beginning of the end, eh?  But who am I to go all PWBG....prophecy while blogging G while awaiting the rapture and seven years of tribulation...and so on and so on.

This snippet from about a year ago:

(CNN)Pope Francis shook up the Catholic world -- again -- on Tuesday by announcing that priests around the world will be authorized to forgive the "sin of abortion" when the church begins a "Year of Mercy" this December. 

"The forgiveness of God cannot be denied to one who has repented," the Pope said, adding that he has met "many women" scarred by the "agonizing and painful" decision to have an abortion.

And I would just love to know how the Pope would respond to what consequences, if any, to those who aren't Catholic, who don't repent, or who just don't give a flying hoot?  And what happens when the year comes to a close this December, do the priests get a 'cease and desist' on this thing called forgiveness on the "sin of abortion?"

If a society 

can dispose of life, a real life, 

ever so easily, 

how could real Christianity

 ever have half a chance?

"I would suggest that faith is everyone's business.  The advance or decline of faith is so intimately connected to the welfare of a society that it should be of particular interest to a politician."

Faith is everyone's business.

Where do we go from here, Lord?

Life, in community with one another, for the betterment of the whole, is also everyone's business.

Do you begin your day with God before you begin your day?

"The advance or decline of faith is so intimately connected to the welfare of a society ..."

And just as Black Lives Matter has raged from the grassroots as a political firestorm -- we must all stop and have an honest conversation of all sides of this movement (think it's two).   It's a movement because it has traction, it has growth, it has life.

And it, too, has a twin... lives conjoined by the color of one's skin and yet separated by conflicting ideologies, arguments born out of what's right or what's left.  Never mind that just this weekend, in Chicago, eight people were killed alongside 33 wounded.   The movement is dead set committed to one point of view -- never mind real stats, or real deaths within the black community.

Disproportionate truths happen. Sometimes often.

Sanctity of life is everyone's business.

And yet, here we are. It's Sunday --
this is the day the Lord has made,
let us rejoice and be glad in it.
or not.

all I know is it's all just words
until we actually do something to make it so.

Make it a Good Day, G

It's a Day in Wonderment of Everlasting Grace Thing

Dear America,

"Our lives begin to end 

the day 

we become silent 

about things that matter."  

Martin Luther King Jr.

amen

continuing on the week's theme -- be it wisdom of the ages or the bounty of things aged --

Martin Luther King Jr. was born Michael King Jr., son of Michael King Sr. who, as a preacher, chose to take the name Martin Luther -- the German theologian/monk solely responsible for the reformation of Christianity through his writings...a plethora of scathing rebuttals of the corruption of the word of God within the Catholic Church.  Circa -- early 1500's.

Long story short, having been excommunicated from the Church, Martin Luther -- now just a monk without a job, without means, and in exile --  translated the Bible into the German language so that the common man could read the word of God without the Catholic church translating and disseminating the Word with their own twist, shall we say, with affection.

Anywho -- can we just say wow.  Michael Sr. took a old white man's name -- dating back over 400 years! And eventually, Michael Jr. followed!  And granted, Martin Luther stood for something rather incredible. And -- of course, who am I to know what Michael Sr. was even thinking, right -- there is that.

But what gets to the heart of the matter (my heart, anyway) is this beautiful expression of kinship,
this deep connection that proudly crosses racial lines and barriers, and comes together to align after four centuries, recognizing a certain standard of character and resilience and determination and above all, faith, that exemplifies the unfettered capacity to transform lives; now isn't that one for the ages!

No matter the color of Martin Luther's skin -- the reformative power and strength of his accomplishments, especially in relationship with God, became the catalyst of an entire identity change for the young preacher, Michael King Sr.  He looked to the ages to find himself, and ultimately become more of the man he was destined to be -- and by this action, and to the very end of life itself, a Michael King Jr. became a Martin Luther King Jr.. Thus, a legacy of unimaginable cultural reform humbly began to take shape, soldering what was once old with something new, through ideas, through the word of God, through great pain, and by name (as ancient as it ever was).


Transformation and reformation are pretty dynamic things.   The fight takes on a life of it's own.

And I'm thinking now of the magical eight years it takes for a two term presidency, knowing the intent in the heart of a young Barack Obama was called out in no uncertain terms when he said, "we are five days away from fundamental transformation."  In relationship with this fact, did you know that the Revolutionary War lasted eight years?

Now it can be said, an administration bearing the great fortune of an entire eight years to "reform things" is working with iron, for no matter who comes following along in the procession of presidents, government itself becomes a mighty fortress -- unable to be easily penetrated.  It remains a  safe hiding place for anything to happen, from make believe to a full makeover in bronze and gold.

It's an enormous amount of time and resources made available for every whim and fancy -- for better or worse.

And speaking of the Catholic Church, did you hear that Bernie went straight from the democratic debate in Brooklyn last night  to Italy's Vatican City?  Indeed; it is planned to impress upon his followers, lock step with the Pontiff, the "urgency of a moral economy,.."  yadi yadi yada  Which only reminds me of how our founders recognized the pitfalls of  designing government around the power and corruption of the church in the first place....oy vey.

And speaking of man made "man-made climate change," did you hear that a bevy of new scientific research, authors, and therapists, have come to the realization a little infidelity may not break us anymore, but are now telling it on a mountain that it just might  make us stronger?  (Here's a good jumping off point, the truth about infidelity...)  Wonder what the pope would say to that, considering he is rapidly becoming famous for his loosely translated Word of God, pontificating profusely upon his lofty aims --  global transformation by way of redistribution of wealth and resources, with free access and wanton use of the Catholic Church?   Hasn't he learned that politics and popes do not mix, whether we are talking happenings on high, in the heavens, from Mother Mary to  Mother Earth.

Jorge Mario Bergoglio, of Argentina, was elected pope and leader of the Catholic Church and Vatican City in March 2013.   At the time of becoming the 266th pope, he chose to take the name Francis, in honor of the great St. Francis of Assisi who was born Giovanni di Pietro di Bernardone, and lived from September 26, 1182 -- October 3, 1226.

St. Francis of Assisi once said, " Preach the Gospel at all times and when necessary use words."

Isn't that just superb!

I'm meandering through the ages with abandon now...
but all good things must come to a pause some time.
And we are there.

As the weekend beckons us to stop -- to spend time with the family, spend time giving thanks, spend time resting from our daily grind -- my hope is walking on a dream;  I hope that we stop to wonder what an aged Martin Luther King Jr.  just might say today, looking around at such discord and strife, and what remains after nearly eight years of total destruction ("transformation")  under President Barack Obama.   I wonder what America would look like, if perhaps Martin Luther King Jr.'s life had not been taken away from us so soon; I wonder where a lifetime of actions and words of a  young preacher, Reverend Martin Luther King Jr., would have led us...

All in all, this becomes just a day sitting in wonderment of everlasting grace and a life now only imagined.


Make it a Good Day, G

It's Is the Pope Catholic?...and other Things

Dear America,

so,

Is the Pope Catholic?

... beginning the year of mercy, for abortion

...beginning to "embrace" the divorced

...beginning to make annulment cheaper, easier

What's left?  

Wonder what would happen if he declared a year of mercy for murder, homicide, the taking of a life of another?

But he doesn't stop there, now does he?

THE POPE'S TEN COMMANDMENTS ON CLIMATE CHANGE

Now please don't misconstrue, the list might as well be written in stone, for most of them make a whole lot of common sense.  Especially that one that says, "We are not God. The earth was here before us and it has been given to us" .....The point being, Be Humble.

exactly.

But,

"We know that technology based on the use of highly polluting fossil fuels  -- especially coal, but also oil and, to a lesser degree, gas -- needs to be progressively replaced without delay," so speaketh the big guy.

Love the use of the word "progressively" there; that really hits a sweet sun spot, no?

Of course, we recently opined on the president's nature walk in Alaska....you know, to prove the Exit Glacier is melting right before our eyes...you know, all because of the evil use of fossil fuels. [Here's another good "Climate Change" read for a quick refresher course on my point of a couple days ago.]

Going back to a post @ CNN, in March, in regards to the planned visit between the Supreme Being One and Supreme Being Two coming up, it was noted:

Obama has often expressed his admiration for the Pope's ability to call attention to issues including income inequality, even while admitting they disagree on certain social issues.

To which I have to mutter to myself, do they?  

C'mon,  They seem to be cut of the same cloth; it's as if Obama is not just a Christian anymore, he's as good as Catholic as anyone else.

However, a Cardinal with mid-western, Wisconsin roots begs to differ with what we might as well call one thing, the Supremes (of no direct relation to the Supreme Court of these fine United States...that is, yet) --   Cardinal Raymond Burke has thrown caution into the winds of the Vatican, saying:

“One must be very attentive regarding the power of the pope...The pope does not have the power to change teaching [or] doctrine.”

Unless, of course you believe in a certain kind of Hope and Change doctrine -- one that reigns supreme, perhaps at a place that is "under God" but above mankind -- and goes forth, progressively, steadfastly, indoctrinating the malleable, with a force of nature so great, who would dare not agree?

Now taking a cue from an email muse over the weekend, if Christians -- currently holding at about 70% of the population in America...which means, amounting roughly to 220 million people -- were to commandeer the vote come 2016, the direction of the country, and thereby quite possibly the rest of the world, could immediately, in my humble opinion, make way for a certain reformation for the new, new ages.   And how magnificent might that be for every little child of God, for rich or for poor!

What's wrong is this clear intent to take us back to the dark ages, with the help of the Pope, no less -- to a time when the oppressed stayed oppressed, a time when one's class, one's place in society, one's ability to create wealth and pursue happiness was thwarted by all things elitist...big government,  big church, economic controls, crony capitalism, outrageous regulations, and so on and so on, creating the very conditions that hinder true liberty and freedom for all.   [And how crazy is it that the Free Exercise of Religion gets ironically thrown out, too!]

Is this really where we want to go?    Seriously?

Remember how much power the early Catholic church had?  Do you? 

Remember how much power the Church of England had, circa Just Before America Made History?  Do you?

Or how about the power of Islam, of Mohammed, and what people are willing to do for him to this day?

Remember the image of a certain man, who, while vying for position of President of the United States, came on stage looking like a god?

He got the nod and nomination from the Democrats and set foot on the stage as if he truly was America's one       last       great       hope.

After the writing was on the wall on behalf of his bride, Bill Clinton was asked to say a few words at the temporary, man-made temple of the up and coming leader:

"I say to you: Barack Obama is ready to lead America and restore America's leadership in the world" and adding, "People have always been more impressed by the power of our example then by the example of our power."

Today, this administration -- this power --  all goes by way of the climate change argument -- it's a power manufactured out of thin air, it's facts and details contrived for public sway and amusement, it's methods contemptuous in the pure redistribution of wealth and power, it's divisiveness thoroughly malicious, and continues relentlessly, mocking the laws of nature and man, fully engaged to create a new world order, And now, perhaps, complete with the Pope's blessing.

If I didn't believe that this is all part of a grand plan, then perhaps a long walk off a short pier might just be the next step.

But I am not afraid; nor weary; nor disillusioned; nor lost.

Make it a Good Day, G