LOOKING BACK – – – AT NOW

In light of the rapid acceleration of everything destructive to America, what if we could look back (years from now) at this present time, after the history books are written (or, shall we say, after America is history) ?

Could it possibly become clear then, what we could have done to stop all this godless insanity, and restore and preserve this greatest nation in all of human existence ?

Sadly, we still seem locked into ‘same old’ answer to “What can we do?”
Get informed, vote, and run for office.

But the current circumstances with rapid development of imminent destruction, call for more ! ! !
Every leader on the ‘good guys’ side still calls for non-violence.
Just where would that have left us at our founding and the revolution ?

Looking back . . . at then—clearly we did what we had to do—we did the right thing.

Looking back . . . at now—honestly, it looks like we don’t have a clue ! ! !

Americans who experienced Cuba, Venezuela, China, Russia, etc, tell us how far down the same road we are, and plead with us to stop.

It seems we are afraid to consider the sacrifice and once again “pledge our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor.’
Those men made good on their pledge, LITERALLY, and paid dearly.

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And, we don’t have a leader, right now.
We can’t wait for the election next year to save us—it will be too late.

And for all those who pray for revival, “because only God can save us”—true in the American Revolution—but those same people praying and preaching picked up their guns and killed British soldiers.
That’s how we got America.
Then they gave us the first amendment so we could freely rely on God publicly, and they gave us the second amendment, so we could act on that revival and do it again, for freedom, with our guns.

“Freedom will look easy when we don’t have to die to get it.”—–George Washington

We forget that part.
No one is ready to take out evil people if we might get killed or go to prison or lose our reputation or our livelihood.
The justice system is not working to take out evil people—so who’s going to do it ?
Have we come to a point in this country where we are willing to watch these evil people destroy America, and not stop them ?

Does that cost of freedom not apply to Americans today ?

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We have other things to think about . . .
“In the days before the flood, people were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, up to the day Noah entered the ark.”

THE PIGPEN – – – WHAT’S THAT SMELL ?

Of course the pigpen smells bad—real bad, unless you’re the pig farmer.
And if you spend any time in the pigpen, you’re going to smell real bad too.

Just how do you get into the pigpen, because obviously it’s nobody’s idea of fun ?

First, you start wanting what you think you’ve got coming—and you want it now.
It doesn’t matter to you who’s standing in your way, who you have to dishonor, Who you have to disobey—you want it now.

That’s starting to smell—that stinks.

Your wish is granted, but it seriously hurts someone you’re supposed to love (a Father who loves you).
Your stinking thinking means you don’t care—you want it now.
You just want to have fun, and you’ll have money to buy lots of it.

Question: How long will it last ?
Answer: Not long.

Running out of money, and economic wipeout from famine, simultaneously—that stinks—coincidence, or arranged ?

Complete personal crash, and you’re faced with just trying to stay alive—feeding pigs, wanting to eat with pigs, stinking like pigs.
What a place to “come to yourself”, like after unconsciousness from drugs and drinking.
Well, whatever it takes.

Your attitude was stinking from the beginning—money masked the misery inside for a little while.
The truth eventually comes to light.

You were already in the pigpen, even when there were clean sheets on the bed for every night of pleasure that smelled so good.

Thank God for sending us to a stinking pigpen whenever we need to come to our senses, and return home to our Father, and plead our guilt of sin and unworthiness.

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The pigpen—what’s that smell ? —stinking sin, pride, selfishness, stinking pleasures.

Repentance, acceptance, love, forgiveness—what’s that smell ? —barbecued beef—“the fatted calf” butchered for just this occasion—celebration—dead to alive—lost to found—restored to the family.

(Written on the day to remember fifty years of . . .)