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Pence-Ive About Trump? Maybe This Helps…


Last week a dozen folks from our church traveled to Red Oak, Iowa.  We served in that community, sharing the Gospel with over 200 people at the Montgomery County Fair.  Our booth (Crossroads Community Church, Red Oak, IA) was situated across from the Republican’s table.  Mike PenceOn Saturday afternoon, I had the privilege of meeting United States Congressman, David Young.  After we discussed his spiritual life (he’s a born again believer), I posed a political question.  I wanted to know his opinion of Trump’s Vice Presidential pick, Mike Pence.  Young expressed complete Confidence in the Indiana Governor and assured me this man’s evangelical faith was the real deal.  In fact, he believes Pence will be a fantastic help to Trump, especially in the matters of what it means to truly be a follower of Jesus Christ.  Now home, I decided to do some personal research on Mike Pence, verifying the Iowa Congressman’s glowing endorsement.  So, here’s what I discovered:

  1.  Mike Pence has worked as a Lawyer, a political talk show radio host, a Congressman, and now serves the Hoosier State as Governor, elected in 2013.
  2. Pence’s family raised him as a staunch Catholic.  He attended Mass several times a week as a child and served as an altar boy on multiple occasions.
  3. He committed his life to Christ in college.
  4. A personal mantra about himself is, “Christian, Conservative, Republican…in that order.”
  5. From the Roll Call website:  “His reputation as a culture warrior was unsullied. He opposed federal spending on embryonic stem cell research, was active in efforts to advance a constitutional amendment against same-sex marriage, fought expansion of abortion rights and got new federal funding for Planned Parenthood cut off for a time.”
  6. At last December’s Republican Jewish Coalition’s Conference, Pence said concerning Israel, “Israel’s enemies are our enemies, Israel’s cause is our cause. If this world knows nothing else, let it know this: America stands with Israel.”

Governor Pence would be the first to say he’s not perfect.  In fact, he calls himself a “pretty ordinary Christian.”  But, his record in politics speaks volumes, Obviously he strives to make political dealings based upon his knowledge of Scripture and his walk with Jesus Christ.  While in Congress, he was characterized as one of the strongest social Conservatives in the Republican Party.  Maybe…just maybe…a little Pence might wear off on Trump.

And that wouldn’t be a bad thing.

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Do You Really Care About Our Kids?


God has blessed my family with six children, three boys…three girls….a modern day Brady Boggs8Bunch of sorts.  When our family piles out of the Suburban or walks into the grocery store, our presence raises eyebrows.  I wish I had a nickel for every time a person asks, “You know how that happens, right?” My favorite response is, “My wife knows, but she won’t tell me.”  Truth be told, we love kids.  It’s that plain and simple.

We (our family) associate or tend to support a political Party that champions children, starting at conception.  We proudly claim to be the Party of Life.  And that’s the case for the GOP unless the preferred Candidate fails to receive the Party’s nod for nominee and then some moan and groan, threatening to support a third Party candidate or refusing to vote in November.  But my third Party candidate is pro-life, you say.  That’s great, but in our overwhelmingly entrenched two-party system, a third party candidate only serves to steal votes away from either the Democrat or Republican nominee.  In this case, Donald Trump stands to lose the most from individuals dead set against the GOP nominee.

Am I one hundred percent convinced Trump’s a true Conservative?  Absolutely not!  He concerns me…a great deal.  However, am I convinced Hillary Clinton plans to perpetuate Obama’s legacy by sticking America with a third term of Obama’s ideologies?  Absolutely!  She’s promised as much.  And this is one of the only things she’s said that can be trusted.

Time and time again I converse with Conservatives who won’t vote for Trump because their conscience won’t allow it.  Well, if that’s you, I pose the following questions:

Will your conscience allow Hillary Clinton to nominate four or more Supreme Court Justices?

Will your conscience vote for Hillary, a woman worshiped by the nation’s largest abortion provider?

Will your conscience vote for Hillary even after she claimed Margaret Sanger as a hero?

Will your conscience vote for a woman who lied about Benghazi, blaming the attack on a YouTube video?

Will your conscience vote for a woman who compromised national security by unilaterally deciding to utilize her own private server and email?

Will your conscience vote for a woman whose husband sexually harassed and assaulted scores of women?  (Hillary called the women’s charges, “Bimbo eruptions.)

Will your conscience vote for a woman who’s been called “extremely careless” by the FBI?

And let me ask again, will your conscience permit you to allow Hillary Clinton to nominate four or more Supreme Court Justices, who enjoy lifetime appointments?

A vote for a Third Party candidate or boycotting the ballot box in November is a vote for Hillary…a violation of the conscience many claim the desire to protect.

Trump’s not perfect…not even close.  And we really don’t know how America will fare under a Trump/Pence Administration.  Clinton’s track record speaks for itself; Hillary’s term in office might be America’s death knell.

So I ask, do you really care about our kids?

 

 

 

 

Where’s the Beef?


One of my favorite commercials as a kid was “Where’s the Beef?”  For those of you who are in their 40’s or older, no explanation is needed.  But for the whippersnappers, here’s the gist. wheresthebeef Three older ladies walk into a fast food restaurant and order hamburgers.  When the ladies are served their food, they notice the bun swallowing the patty.  One lady with a distinctive and memorable voice keeps saying, “Where’s the beef?”  My family cracked up every time the commercial aired.  If you have never seen it, I found the classic Wendy’s ad on YouTube.  Here’s the link: Where’s the Beef?

So, my question for everyone is

“Where’s the Beef?”

The origin of this idiom is uncertain, but we know the phrase is used as means of complaining, grumbling, or protest.  It’s probably more often said as, “What’s your beef?”  But for the purpose of this entry, I’m asking,

“Where’s the Beef?”

Does anyone else find it disturbing that the front runner for the Democrat Party is under FBI investigation?  Does anyone really care Hillary Clinton compromised national security while serving as Secretary of State when she unilaterally decided to use her own “home brew server” and a personal email account to conduct government business because it was “more convenient?”  How many noted her story about dodging sniper fire after landing in Bosnia on a diplomatic trip as First Lady?  There was no sniper fire.  The only thing she’s dodged in recent memory is the truth.

Proverbs 12:22 shares:

‘The LORD detests lying lips, but he delights in people who are trustworthy.’

For whatever reason, our society no longer cares about the truth.  Remember the story, “The Boy Who Cried Wolf?”  In this classic tale from Aesop’s Fables, a young shepherd boy grew weary of watching his sheep, and in his boredom concocted an idea.  He decided to scream at the top of his lungs, “Wolf, wolf, the wolf is chasing the sheep!”

The villagers scrambled up the hill to fend off the wolf.  No wolf.  The shepherd boy found this amusing.  He screamed out “Wolf, Wolf” a second time.  Once again the villagers came to assist the shepherd boy.  Seeing no wolf, they left grumbling.  Then it happened.  A wolf attacked the flock, scattering them over the hillside.  This time when he cried out for help, no one came.  When the villagers noticed the shepherd boy was late returning home, they climbed the hill to check on him.  They found the boy weeping.  He wondered why no one came to help.  The very last line of the tale reveals the reason:

“Nobody believes a liar…even when he is telling the truth.”

But that’s not the case today.  Either Hillary’s staunchest supporters dismiss her perceived propensity to fabricate as being trumped up charges by her political foes, or don’t care as long as Mrs. Clinton won’t cut their government benefits and access to abortion on demand.  Abraham Lincoln said, ”

“No man has a good enough memory to be a successful liar”

Well, that’s usually the case, but the Clinton’s have proven otherwise.  But not because the Clinton’s have perfected the art of lying, but because a large percentage of the American people suffer from gullibility.  There’s no personal investigation.  No one wants to dig deep.  If the news anchor says it, then it must be true.

I remember a time when lying resulted in consequences.  (I can still taste that bar of soap.) Today, the only consequence is the burden of choosing the right drapes for the Oval Office.  So, I ask again,

“Where’s the Beef?”

I look forward to the day when Truth reigns supreme.

Come quickly, Lord Jesus.

 

Awake the Sleeping Giant


A few nights ago, Delaina and I suffered one of the scariest moments we’ve had in quite some time.  If you know us well, you know we’re not sleeping much these days.  Our three year old struggles with regular nightmares, and our 8 month old rarely falls asleep without being held.  When Delaina or I attempt to lay her down for the night, she often wakes and the process starts over again.  Needless to say it’s been months (maybe years) since we’ve slept through the night. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining, I’m just setting the stage…

JuliannaCuterGrinOn Saturday night, Abby awoke whimpering, crying for Daddy.  About the same time, our baby startled awake, hungry.  I padded across the hall to snuggle with Abby for a bit, while Delaina picked up and cradled our youngest.  I dropped off to sleep next to our toddler, only waking when realizing her mattress and my back didn’t get along.  I crossed the hall again and climbed into bed.  Delaina jerked awake.  She had drifted off while nursing the baby.  (How she sleeps in the upright position, I’ll never know.)  Anyway, she asked if Abby was okay and then readied to put baby back in her bedside crib.

Suddenly, Delaina panicked.

“Is she breathing?  Is she breathing.”

 

Our baby lay completely limp in her arms.  What you must know is that our baby is a very, VERY light sleeper.  We had never seen her sleep so soundly.

“Is she okay?  Is she breathing?” she said again.

We didn’t shake the baby, because you never shake a baby.  Delaina tapped her arm, tickled her toes, and rubbed her leg.  We said her name.  Nothing.  No response.  We both stopped our frantic efforts to awaken her. Then, we heard it.

Breathing.

She was just THAT sound asleep.  For the first time in her 8 months, her daytime activities tuckered her out.  After Delaina, snuggled with baby for a few more seconds saying,

“I love you, I love you, thank you Jesus…”

she situated baby in her crib.  We both stared at the ceiling for a while, our hearts racing out of our chests.  An adrenaline release in the middle of the night isn’t conducive for restful sleep.

I imagine there are parents reading this that can relate.

In this event, I see a spiritual lesson.

I wonder how often God finds us in a deep spiritual stupor.  We call Him Father; we call Jesus our Lord and Savior, yet, when it comes right down to it, we spend more time ignoring His will than serving in His Kingdom.

Remember when Jesus prayed in the Garden of Gethsemane the night before His crucifixion?  He invited three disciples along.  The Bible says this in Luke 22:

When He arrived at the place, He (Jesus) said to them, “Pray that you may not enter into temptation.” And He withdrew from them about a stone’s throw, and He knelt down and began to pray.

Jesus prayed for a bit and then checked on His disciples. Each time He returned to His followers, Jesus had to wake them up.  He said to His disciples,

“Why are you sleeping? Get up and pray that you may not enter temptation.” (Luke 22:46)

And there’s the problem.  Many Christians today spend more time “sleeping” than serving in the Kingdom.  Maybe our greatest failure is lack of prayer.  Within the past 45 years we’ve seen our Country legalize abortion, strip public prayer from the public school system, legalize gay marriage and encourage men and women to choose the bathroom with which they identify.  Are we seeing a crumbling society because believers are napping instead of putting on the whole armor of God?  Methinks, yes.  Ronald Reagan once said,

“If we ever forget that we’re one nation under God, then we will be a nation gone under.”

In our efforts to kowtow to a politically correct society, we’ve neglected to victoriously raise the banner of truth.  Heck, we consider it bold to slap on a bumper sticker honoring Christ.  Statistics share Christianity is still by far the predominant religion in America, but if so, it’s the quietest majority in history.  Obviously our Country’s brimming with drowsy Christians.  Let’s not force God to shake us awake!

Church, are you breathing?  Are you breathing?

It’s time to wake the sleeping giant.

Baal on Broadway


A few weeks ago I read a headline reporting something like,

“Baal comes to New York City.”

Sometimes I have to take things I see on social media with a grain of salt.  At that time, I assumed someone retweeted an Onion story or cited an article out of the National Enquirer.  Sadly, I was wrong.  This morning several reputable news sources are reporting that replica arches to the entrance of the Temple of Baal will be erected in New York City and London.  What’s the purpose?  To show the world what the arches looked like prior to ISIS’ rampage through Syria.  I’m certain many find this harmless, simply a teaching moment for those who have never seen the ancient ruins.  But before we brush off the event, we need to dig a little deeper.  Who was/is this Baal character anyway?

Baal was the name of the supreme god worshiped in ancient Canaan and Phoenicia.  Sadly, the worship of Baal wasn’t limited to pagan Gentiles.  From time to time, the Children of Israel slipped into idol worship, prostrating themselves before the god of Baal.  The word Baal means “lord.”  Baal was worshiped as a fertility god who was supposedly able to coax the earth to produce crops and people to produce children.

Baal worship was rooted in sensuality and involved ritualistic prostitution in the temples.  On some occasions, Baal demanded human sacrifice, usually the firstborn of the one making the sacrifice.  Jeremiah 19:4-5 refers to this practice,

“For they have forsaken Me (God) and made this a place of foreign gods; they have burned incense in it to gods that neither they nor their ancestors nor the kings of Juda ever knew, and they have filled this place with the blood of the innocent.  They have built the high places of Baal to burn their children in the fire as offerings to Baal – something I did not command or mention, nor did it enter my mind.”

Before the Hebrews crossed the Jordan to enter the Promised Land, God warned the Israelite people to steer clear of Canaan’s gods.  Israel turned to idolatry anyway.  In the book of I Kings, we see the Lord God confronting the paganism through His prophet Elijah.  First, God showed that He, not Baal controlled nature by sending a drought lasting over three years (I Kings 17).  Then, Elijah called for a showdown between the God of Israel and Baal.  All day long, 450 prophets of Baal begged their god to send down fire from heaven.  Baal remained silent.  Upon Elijah’s heartfelt prayer, the God of Israel responded with fire immediately. (I Kings 18)

Interestingly enough, Jesus calls Satan “Beelzebub,” linking the devil to Baal-Zebub, a god of the Philistines.  But let me make it clear, the Baalim referenced in the Old Testament were nothing more than demons masquerading as gods.  In other words, any time the Children of Israel bowed to an idol of Baal, they participated in devil worship.

So, that’s what’s coming to New York City, a replica archway that welcomed people into the presence of a false deity…a gateway to worship the Father of Lies.  Ultimately, this is a prolife issue.

The act of abortion, mirrors in part, idol worship discussed in the Old Testament.  Cultures outside of Israel sacrificed to false gods, Baal and Molech.  On occasion this required child sacrifice.  Pagan cultures worshiped this god of Baal, sacrificing their children to him.  But since Baal didn’t truly exist, the god of this world received glory in these sacrificial rituals.  Here we are, a few thousand years later, cultured people conceal Baal, disguising him under the banner of an organization like Planned Parenthood.  Certainly all of the darkest recesses of hell shriek with delight every time a helpless innocent baby is ripped limb by limb from the womb.

Three years ago, I woke to the Twitter trend, “Hail Satan.”  I couldn’t imagine what transpired in the overnight hours.  Pro-life advocates had congregated at the Texas Capitol Building and sang Amazing Grace.  Rabidly pro-abortion advocates taunted the makeshift choir, drowning out the hymn by chanting “Hail Satan.”  Erecting an arch to the god of Baal takes this hideous action a bit further.  In Texas, those  people were merely chanting “hail Satan,” but now an altar will be raised in his name in the most powerful and identifiable city in the world.

One day the chant “hail Satan” will cease.  In fact, one day Jesus will shout the order,

“To hell, Satan.”

And forevermore he’ll dwell in the Lake of Fire.  What a glorious day.  But until then, we pray,

 “Come quickly Lord Jesus.”

Abortionists Don’t Wear Capes


kid in cape  Our world’s infatuated with superheroes.

Once an imaginary outlet reserved for kids, superheroes are now embraced by adults willing to shell out millions of dollars to watch Iron Man and Captain America save the planet.

As a little boy, I often donned a bath towel, pretending my “cape” enabled me to fly from one crisis to another.  I whisked here and there, scanning my surrounding for nefarious villains.  Thankfully my fear of heights dissuaded me from jumping from a corner of the roof to test my flying prowess.  In my eyes, superheroes served one primary purpose, saving innocent lives.

Before posting this entry, I read several blogs focusing on our infatuation with superheroes.  Every blogger without exception wrote we love guardians of the universe because they give hope.  Hope that one person can make a difference.  Hope to believe we can face every difficult task, undaunted.  Hope that good triumphs over evil.  In real life, we ascribe the tag “superhero” to our parents, military, first responders, or any other people consistent in making a difference in peoples’ lives.

Not Obama.

This past week Obama added another demographic to the superheroes list, abortion providers. If superheroes spark hope in the hearts of humans, abortionists certainly serve as the agents to dash hope.  Those destroying futures spawn visions of the archenemies not cape wearing and shield wielding protectors of society.

The President used a Women’s History Month reception at the White House to bestow upon Cecile Richards, the head of Planned Parenthood, the title of a “real-life superhero.”  In his comments he said,

“We’ve got a lot of them (real life superheroes) in this room, so I want to acknowledge a couple of them.  First of all, we’ve got Cecile Richards in the house, making sure women’s health care is on the front burner.”

If Cecile Richards solely focused on the health of women, then certainly she deserves high praise and recognition.  However, Richards serves as the President of the nation’s largest abortion business.  Over 300,000 babies are slaughtered in Planned Parenthood facilities every year.  How do the actions of abortionists instill hope?  How does the action of tossing babies into large trash receptacles earn the badge of heroism?

It. Does. Not.

Pro-life advocates are the heroes.   People who operate crisis pregnancy centers offering an alternative to abortion are the heroes.   Women who choose life and birth the baby are the heroes.  Women who choose life, and although not quite ready to be a mother, give up their babies for adoption, those are the heroes.  All of the above mirror the actions of superheroes, fighting to protect life and giving the “least of these” a fighting chance at a bright future.  That’s hope.

What abortionists offer?  Not so much.

Trashing a Picasso


Imagine for a moment strolling down the streets of Madrid, admiring the sights and sounds of Spain’s Capitol city.  Outside the Plaza de Torres, you hear the shrieks and cheers of the spectators as a matador playfully teases a charging bull.  You note street vendors hawking their wares under another typical cloudless sky.  And then you see him, the master.  Pablo Picasso is standing outside his studio, a paintbrush and pallet in hand.  Hunched with age, he stares with determination, surveying the blank canvas.

You watch with great interest as the artist dabs his pallet and swipes his brush across the canvass in shades of blue and blue green.   Minutes pass.  Maybe hours.  Then unprovoked, you push the artisan from his easel and grab the partially completed masterpiece.  Finding a dumpster, you toss the painting in the trash receptacle, proudly rubbing your hands together in victory.  Pablo demands to know your motives.  You turn a deaf ear, only commenting it wasn’t really a painting because it wasn’t completed.

Can you imagine the audacity, the gall, the absolute lunacy of such a deed?  I mean we’re talking Pablo Picasso, one of the most renowned painters of all time.  Even a partial painting buried under another completed work fetches stunning amounts of money at auction.  No, to trash a Picasso at any stage of the process would be absolutely foolish and tragic on many levels.

So, what about God and babies?

Psalm 139:13-16 says,

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. 15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.  16 Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

Note the artistic language in the passage.  God knits us together.  We are woven in the depths of the earth.  Both phrases teach of God’s intricate design as He plants a person in the womb of an expectant mother.  According to the Scriptures, we are God’s masterpieces.  If that’s so, why is the womb a dangerous place?

At the most recent Democratic Town Hall meeting, Bret Baier asked Bernie Sanders if there should be a point in pregnancy when life should be protected.  Bernie Sanders said,

“I am very strongly pro-choice.  That is a decision to be made by the woman, her physician, and her family.  That’s my view.”

In other words, Sanders supports an abortion at any point during a woman’s pregnancy.  Isn’t this like the person in Madrid trashing a Picasso before being signed and sold in an art gallery?  There’s still much worth and value to the unfinished project because of the artist’s reputation.  Completed or not, the canvass still deserves the title of “Masterpiece.”

How much more then should the creative genius of God be honored, respected, treasured and preserved?  Liberals rally around the eggs of eagles and the endangered Delta Smelt in California.  Why not babies?  Classifying babies in the womb as “fetuses” serves to fool people into believing the fledgling developing is something other than human.  The word “fetus” means “unborn offspring of a human.”  And what is the unborn offspring called?

A baby.

I love reading Dr. Seuss to my children.  Though I know nothing about his political ideologies, he espoused a pro-life view whether he intended to or not.  My favorite Seuss work is “Horton Hears a Who.” My favorite line from the book reads,

“A person’s a person no matter how small.”

Let’s not trash the life of the unborn, and let’s not support a candidate with a staunchly held position that abortion should be allowed at any stage of the pregnancy.  Our politicians are quick to point fingers at ISIS and categorize them as barbarians.  Yet, our culture rips a baby from the womb and toasts the right to do so.

Can you imagine one million Picassos treated as common trash, tossed into a bin awaiting a furnace?  Certainly not.   Then why do we treat God’s masterpieces with triviality and inconsequence?  Each step of the developmental process highlights the creativity of God, the finished project birthed in nine months.  To believe otherwise showcases humanities’ desire to evict God from His own art studio.  Again, ridiculous.   God will not be mocked.  At some point, His righteous Hand of judgment will no longer be stayed.

May God have mercy on our souls.

Are You Distracted?


As a child, I heard adults say on many occasions that time seems to fly by faster as one ages.  Honestly, I never knew the reality of that statement until becoming an adult.  It does seem each year passes by at a faster clip.  Here we sit on the eve of 2016 and I’m just now used to writing ‘2015’ on my personal checks.  Maybe the days speed by in a blur because of our hectic schedules and varied obligations.  We run here, race there, barely finding time to breathe.  Careers monopolize much of our time with the other waking hours spent shuttling kids to basketball games, theater practice, or church activities.  Seldom do we simply pause and consider the most important things of life.

There’s a story found in the Gospels addressing the importance of this ‘pause.’  Mary and Martha find themselves in the position of hosting Jesus and the Disciples.  Martha immediately concerns herself with preparing a meal for thirteen men.  I can see Martha rummaging through the cupboards, pulling ingredients, cooking utensils and slipping on an apron.  As she organizes her thoughts, she realizes her sister hasn’t joined her in the kitchen.  I see her peeking into the living room, hoping to lock eyes with Mary.  When Mary ignores her sister’s laser like glare, I see Martha banging pots together and clearing her throat in an abnormally loud manner.  When all efforts to draw Mary’s attention fail, she takes her complaint to the Master.

“Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!”

Martha assumes Jesus will side with her, sending Mary to help shoulder the work of meal preparation.  I see Martha crossing her arms with a smirk as she readies for Jesus gentle reprimand of her slacking sister.  However, Jesus responds in a manner completely unexpected.

“Martha, Martha, you are worried and upset  about many things, but only one thing is needed.  Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”

What had Mary chosen? To sit at the feet of Jesus.

The chore of fixing a meal distracted Martha from sitting at the Teacher’s feet.  In two thousand years, not much has changed.  We live in a society full of distractions.  News agencies seldom focus on the real issues, magnifying minor stories to protect their political ideologies.  For those unwilling to investigate for themselves, the journalistic “sleight of hand” keeps the masses uninformed.  This strategy bodes well for ideologues weaving webs of destruction to topple American Exceptionalism.  But there’s even a greater problem.  Christians.  Yes, Christians.

For years, followers of Christ have chosen to sit quietly on the sidelines watching America’s harrowing ride to “hell in a hand basket.”  Christians remained silent when one loud and overbearing atheist complained about prayer in schools.  When Roe versus Wade was argued at the Supreme Court, Christians largely held their tongues disbelieving a refined society would be allowed to legally destroy the life of an unwanted child.  And now, decades later, when Christians voice concerns, their views are largely ignored or dismissed as being intolerant.  And why?  Because only a small percentage of Christians choose to speak up.  Many Christians continue to believe a polite society avoids religious and political topics.  Based upon the current political and ideological climate of our Country, maybe that old philosophy needs to be tossed aside.

If we truly care about the future of our children and grandchildren we must take those truths we learn at the feet of Jesus and implement them in the world around us.  Remember, Jesus informed His disciples to

“Render to Caesar the things that are Caesars and to God the thing that our God’s.”

This holds true provided Caesar’s edicts steer clear of conflicting with the Law of God.  When the Government enacts laws failing to honor Biblical truths, we must stand firm on the Word of God.  We must remove the self-imposed muzzle from our mouths and make our voices heard.  That’s my intent as we embark upon another new year.

As for me and my House, we will serve the Lord.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Magical Land of Free Abortions


babyinwomb  A few mornings ago, I visited a family at the hospital. As we discussed their loved ones serious condition, at one point, lilting chimes played a sweet lullaby over the public address system. We paused our conversation, and one noted,

“Ohhh, how sweet.  A baby was born.”

For a brief moment, the burden of a loved one recovering from a serious injury was interrupted by the welcomed announcement of a baby’s birth. For whatever reason, my mind transported back 2000 years to the Judean hills just outside Bethlehem.

The Bible records in Luke 2, the most important birth announcement in world history.  Instead of chimes and a soothing lullaby, an angelic choir shattered the silent night with a glorious choral arrangement. The shepherds quaked in fear as the angels announced the Messiah’s arrival.  After the multitude of heavenly beings disappeared into the heavenly realms, the shepherds followed the angel’s instructions, and hurried to find a

“babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.”

They found the newborn and his adolescent parents huddled together in a musty, dank, smelly stable. Undeterred or confused by this little one’s lowly beginnings, the shepherds left holy ground, serving as the first evangelists to point people to Christ.

Two Sundays ago, a church member sang “A Baby Changes Everything,” in our worship service on Sunday. The song shares the point of view of both Mary and Joseph and their handling of a newborn child. Adding a newborn to the household is a game changer. My wife and I have six children and every time we’ve brought a baby home, the household routine takes a back seat to the infant’s schedule…or lack thereof. But would we have it any other way? Absolutely not! However, there are those who believe the disruption isn’t worth it and opt out of a perfectly viable pregnancy via abortion.

The abortion giant Planned Parenthood has garnered much attention as of late in regards to their handling of the remains of aborted babies. Undercover investigative journalists uncovered unethical practices at several differing clinics across America. It seems that this entity would strive to keep its nose clean to allow the outrage of Conservatives to cool. However, a recent Tweet confirms that the abortion leader feels little remorse about their deviant practices. Someone from Planned Parenthood actually tweeted the following:

“Imagine ‘life in a magical land where abortions and birth control are free and plentiful’ This place exists.”

I’m guessing the place is hell.

In actuality, we should imagine a land where every life conceived is given every opportunity to enter the world and be cherished and loved. Instead, many view the fetus as a burden or compare the unborn child to a tumor or clump of cells, disregarding that God considers the child a masterpiece of His own design.

I can imagine a magical land where abortions and birth control are free and plentiful. In fact, we’re living in that Country now. Okay, so abortions might not be free, but aren’t they plentiful? Does 1,000,000 abortions per year sound like a paltry sum? Should we strive for more? Maybe Planned Parenthood could host a telethon in the same vein as the MDA televised specials of old.  Every time another baby dies, they add a number to the electronic numbers board. Let’s shoot for the moon! And birth control? Most pills cost a mere pittance and there’s still the option of a truck stop bathroom.  And for those who really are desperate for free abortions, let me warn you, free doesn’t mean cheap. It’s costing the collective soul of the United States of America.

This Christmas season, let’s cherish life and celebrate the greatest gift of all. We all should drop to our knees and thank God Mary didn’t visit a Planned Parenthood.

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