Freedom is NOT Free !!~! R u Willing to Fight???

I'm Angry,,, Hell no, I'm "Pissed"!! as the media chases a mom and her son across the map , hungry for some print because she wont conform to a judges decision concerning the health of her son. This lady stands her own struggle, fighting for the right to make good decisions about her son's future. Anyone that has watched the cancer struggle, and the results of a regimen of that crap knows full well why she did what she did. The young son, Daniel, so fearful, from the first bout of chemo, threatened to run away. And all that mom did was go with him.
Religious or not, you cannot beat Gods system. I'd even go so far as bet that you can't. The idea , of placing Judges in positions of authority was implemented by God himself to help Moses with troubled times. And the requirement was that they were men, above reproach, who walked in wisdom and relied on the Lords guidance to make good decisions. Not a week goes by anymore that we are not hearing of some judge coming up with some lame brained decision over common sense issues. We let them chase this mom to hell and back for trying to be a mom and save her son from some agony while the plain truth is if Daniel was still in her womb it would be OK to jam a sharp knife into the back of his neck and kill him.
This is all just "stuff" because Daniel is just somebody else's kid, And Sleepy Eye Minnesota is not where you live. But its your freedom to chose your type of treatment for your son or daughter that's on the line here.
The days of trusting our family doctor is over folks. There are a lot of low quality medical people out there with could care less about you and care even less of the oath they took, let alone spell it. . I'm told that now you can go online and get the answers to medical college finals for less than the price of a quarter barrel. No wonder jackasses are popping up with scalpels in their hands, happy to give it a go on your body.
This #$$%*&^ judge was messing with YOUR Freedoms, and somewhere down the line his decisions are coming to your backyard and making determinations on your family. If you doubt me look into and compare government control from the early days until now, it sure would be wonderful to be paying the 2 percent income tax that was established way back then. Of course men were willing to fight and die for their rights way back then too.

Judge Roy Moore, an American Hero to me fought to keep the Ten Commandment on his courtroom wall. And was willing to give up his position to hold that standard. On November 13th , 2003 he lost his battle, but we lost much more. We let go of the integrity that made America the great country that she once was. And each time we fail to step up and use our right to voice our opinions, we lose yet another freedom.
This is Gods world, you're just visiting. You doubt me, check your local Cemetery. America was blessed because she chose to function in the integrity of Biblical principals. She struggles now because those principals are being ignored.
MY Friend the Judge wrote a poem after his removal. I'm including it here. Get involved! Voice your opinion! thnx Al

America the Beautiful, or so you used to be.
Land of the Pilgrims' pride; I'm glad they'll never see.
Babies piled in dumpsters, abortion on demand,
Oh, sweet land of liberty, your house is on the sand.
Our children wander aimlessly poisoned by cocaine,
Choosing to indulge their lusts, when God has said abstain.
From sea to shining sea, our nation turns away
From the teaching of God's love and a need to always pray.
So many worldly preachers tell lies about our rock,
Saying God is going broke so they can fleece the flock.
We've kept God in our temples, how callous we have grown.
When earth is but His footstool, and heaven is His throne.
We've voted in a government that's rotting at the core,
Appointing Godless judges who throw reason out the door,
Too soft to place a killer in a well deserved tomb,
But brave enough to kill a baby before he leaves the womb.

You think that God's not angry, that our land's a moral slum?
How much longer will He wait before His judgment comes?
How are we to face our God, from whom we cannot hide?
What then is left for us to do, but stem this evil tide?
If we who are His children, will humbly turn and pray;
Seek His holy face and mend our evil way:
Then God will hear from heaven and forgive us of our sins,
He'll heal our sickly land and those who live within.
But, America the Beautiful, if you don't then you will see,
A sad but Holy God withdraw His hand from thee.
Judge Roy Moore A.L.R.

the Sting of Death

I need to Apologize for my Lack of attention here the last few days. As I was called upon to play a very small part in the funeral of a family member. And in doing so, I was once again reminded of the devastating effect death still holds on us. The day before the death occurred at least 12 to 15 individual people, or at least those I was aware of . Had busy lives, plans that filled their week. Happily moving forward with hopes n dreams all laid out to form at least a short Itinerant into their lives. Then, in the space of a few hours their lives are irrevocably changed. Burdened by a heaviness of both shock and sadness as they try and grasp this new knowledge and absorb its meaning . And life, as it was known just a few hours before, Becomes different and more complicated. the tragedy, is that if we were honest folks, and talked to each other out of love and respect, giving God His place in our lives, most of this would be avoided.
As a younger man, and sporting a very healthy fear of death, I spent some time with the lord asking for a better understanding of death. If this thing was created by God then why did I fear it so much. I'm always amazed by His timely responses, and in a very short time the fear I had was replaced with knowledge that bridged that gap for me in an incredible way.
We "condition" ourselves by our lack of knowledge to believe "life' is the 70 yrs we spend here, and forget Gods plan. The word of Gods law sets the number of our days here because He says we are only to be here but a "season". That life as He has designed it goes much farther beyond this. And that Death is but a doorway to that which He has provided. So the big picture holds much more promise if we care to check it out.
Emotions run high today with this family who have lost both need and opportunity to say the I love you's and the goodbye's. But most of the regrets are because we are not honest or comfortable enough to see it for what life really is.
I try to share in the discussions on weather there really is a God. And the dispute will last until all hear the trumpet that signals Christs return. But the indisputable issue is death. For no matter which side of that discussion you stand on Death has stood the test of time. For me there is no dispute. The experience of getting to know the King of Kings leaves no room for a fear of anything He has designed. And It's my wish that all would give Him the chance to share the secrets of life with you. The answers are all there, followed by a peace unmatched with anything offered here.
Gods best ssnuffy

CHOCOLATE COVERED CASHEWS,,,,n,,GOD

Dang Those things!! I turn the corner in the candy isle and already the smell of milk chocolate is wafting its way towards me. That area there, way down on the right. I know exactly where they are, and the second I get within Eyeshot, They wink!! I know, I know , it sounds crazy , but its true. I begin steering my cart clear to the other side, I know whats coming. I'm reasoning with myself Lickity cut, I remember last time. Theres no just having a handfull every now n then, Them suckers are relentless. Last time I hide them in my lower desk Drawer, but the winks come right thru the wood, ,,, really!!~! So this time I'm not going to put myself thru that, Ill just grab a butterfinger, or a snicker, the little ones,,,,,,well, maybe the big ones,,,,, maybe just a couple to get me thru the week. Hwere they come,,, Geez,, those eyes,, how do they make em wink like that??. and that smell,,, God Its like,, Its like its just melting into my body,,,,,,,,.
I'll just buy the small can, that's not a lot, and ill work harder this week at just havin a few each day that wont be so bad. Besides , I gotta have something there,.
We were just sharing in church just the other day how God honors prayer and loves giving us the desires of our hearts. WOW!!~! why didn't I think of this before??
Just a few Minutes in my prayer closet and THE Lord will remove those nasty Calories.. I think we'll put that small can back, WEEEEEEEEEEEEeeee!!~!

I'm mad at God today,,,,,,,,,,,,

It's Tuesday, not that that's any big deal. Winter drags on here, and the cold gray Sky's add very little promise to anything but more cold and another winter day. . From the patio I stare out at the apple tree's, straining to see just one new bud,, but nothing. I pretty sure spring passed us by and no one bothered to lock it down. And one more month of this crap, n I'm gonna lose it.

Yesterday was a tough day. Today looks to be no different. Jenny's pains are ramped, and her appetite 's gone. The pain she needs to go through just for a bowel movement is horrendous, many times an enema is needed just to get some relief. But she struggles through,,,only to find more pain and more discomfort on the other side. Just sitting, or laying is a challenge, as tumors press against her skin . I make her food and just the smell turns her stomach. So We abort that and try something fresh hoping to catch onto something she can swallow.

She's constantly hitting the Morphine button and battling the drug to stay awake and Remain functional. And in between ,,eating pills for this pain and that. Pills for nausea, pills for Diarea, pills to counteract the negative effect of other pills. Then pills to cover negative effects that those pills created to counteract the others. It's a never ending game of guessing. Her crying goes right through me, But the great hunter/gatherer who is here to protect her can do nothing but sit and hold her hand.
Prayer after prayer hit the ceiling, then fall back to her bed. And we are left to deal with death and Hell in our own living room.
Yeah, I'm mad at God, none of this makes any sense at all. And that preacher who would put a hand to my shoulder today, and tell me God loves me, stands a very real risk of being re-educated in a Language bent on a trimmin.
But this is where history with the Lord kicks in. As mad and upset as I am with the way this is going I know that there is a day ahead when all will be clear. I know this because I've shook my fist at Him in the past thinking I'd caught him in a lie. And had been shown the answers in the fullness of His time. I have absolutely no idea how this will play out. Mine is the easy part and still it beats me down to watch as the days take their toll on Jenny's body. I know He has a place prepared where she will not hurt anymore. A. . L. R.

Serious azza Heart Attack

I've never been big on forgiveness. to be honest, it's always been a pretty petty issue. If you got a problem , deal with it. Just keep it in your own yard n leave me out of it. But often, bitter people are a pain in the butt and i didn't want to come off as a crab so i played it middle of the road. I tucked the bitter parts way down deep. deep enough so as not to show, but still in reach so i could chew on em from time to time. Stuck a big ole grin up front n nobody was the wiser,,,or were they.
life, is a rating game. weather your willing to admit it or not is a separate issue. we compare ourselves with everyone. look at what she does, or at least I don't act like him. or , I could never do that. Forever searching to raise myself a little higher than "those folks".
We are really a peculiar people if you take a little time to think on it. Stress is literally killing us off by the numbers now. New studies are coming forth every few days pointing to stress as the underlying key linking itself to Heart trouble, Cancer and the list keeps building. Come to think of it even God mentioned it in that dusty old book settin over there on the unused end of the bookshelf. But we all know no one reelee believes any of that stuff anyway,,,,,,,,,,,,,,.
Forgiveness plays a huge role in our stress level. and it's free. Forgiveness causes much more harm to those who wont forgive than it ever could to the offender, God said it, not me. Go blame him if your not happy.
It's all very simple if you care to check it out. You are Gods Child, created in His image. designed by your Creator to function in a world he created. pee n Moan, kick n holler, scream if you like, it all comes out in the wash. Man,,,(and woman), have lived and died according to the laws that govern this world since Time began, and it will remain so until He calls the game ended. If this was your game, we'd be playin by your rules, Hence,,,,,,,,,
Your days are numbered, governed by the way you decide to run your life. I'm excited , now that I've gotten to know the Lord. But I still don't wanna be on the next load goin north. So I'm learning to follow directions.
It tickles me when "fellow Believers" point at one of my Sins and thumb their noses , cuz God already told me that we all have a basketful of our own, enough to keep us busy right here at home. and I have little trouble "reminding " folks when the question comes up. My Sins go a long ways in reminding me that we all screw up. And it takes the fire away from any notion to not forgive a brother or sister for, being human.
Don't tell me your particular incident is different. They are all covered in scripture. Its Either Gods way, or your way, and quit frankly any other game is not played here.
Gods not coming back to judge the world. Hes coming to judge YOU. And unless you have an Ace your not showin, this is on You!!~!
Judgement will be Final. And the answer,,, just a prayer away. A. L. R.

Be Blessed this day

Life has taken a couple extra turns on me. And that yellow legal pad that used to remind me of where i was headed is somewhere in a drawer, pages by now both wrinkled and faded. My purpose now is caregiver to a very tough Lady. Some days long and tedious, others none Eventful and mundane. At any rate I have a lotta "thinkin" hours.
My prayer closet doubles as a bathroom, my seat a throne in its own rite. And In the early hours me n God talk. He does a lot of Listening, While I try to give Him good advice on how this stuff should go. Sometimes, if I can remember to stay quiet , He'll try to give me His View. And I've learned over the years that He's pretty wise. A while back, on one of those "pity Party days. our conversation got pretty heated. And I remember shaking my fist at the ceiling, telling Him I didn't see Blessings goin on here n if He thought I was then He should show me. He answered with Silence as usual, but very soon revealed to me how wrong I was.
He's an awesome friend. and I'm always amazed at His timing. I've been feeling down the past few days, wondering on this thing n that with concern that I'm doing His will. And today I'm blessed, flooded once again by the many many blessings that are mine. Blessing that I know I don't deserve.
At this very moment there are those in turmoil, The Homeless, the sick, folks struggling for just one more day. A lady next door, who struggles just to take a full breath. Or an old Gent up the road who fights for enough strength to lift himself from his chair.
Every week for years I watched hundreds of folks move through the cancer clinic, each burdened with a cancer. Each returning for yet another treatment, knowing full well it would mean more sickness, vomiting and weakness just for the chance at a few more days here.
We don't have to look far to see that life could be worse than the place we stand. But often we forget and get wrapped up in our little space, our little issues.
We need to remind ourselves that things could change in a heartbeat and its only Gods grace that has put you were you are. And that our status can change at anytime.
Today, my Son and Daughters are healthy and Productive, my Grand Babies well, obviously they are the cutest, the best and smarter than all the rest. The house warm, the cupboards full. And my father owns the cattle on a thousand hills.
Much of the world stands in fear of, the Economy, World peace, and the Job that pays the bills. But God remain in control, with a plan that Biblically has been correct since time began. And until he begins to worry I'm gonna leave it be. I have his promise that He will carry us through.
Be blessed this day. Reflect on what you have and where you are, and consider where you could be. Gods very best SSNUFFY