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Wednesday, June 30, 2010


In the days when I lived in the country I learned to eat most of the cuisine served in the south. The more prudent of the southern girls learned to can food in the summer to eat in the winter.

This required a big garden, which the farmer would cultivate the soil and help plant the seeds or vegetable plants. Usually after this the garden chore was turned over to the women folks.

The garden hoe was the tool of choice as the weeds were persistent and had to be dealt with most vigorously. Some of the favorites for canning were corn, green beans, okra, tomatoes, several kinds of fruit, including berries and several kinds of greens such as turnip and mustard, and the very important polk salad.

There were places where polk salad grew without being planted. Every year it would come back by itself and was a delicacy.

Each year in the winter, we killed enough hogs to last the year and cured the meat so it would last without spoiling. The greens seemed to nullify the effect of the large amount of pork we ate.

Sweet potatoes were a late crop so we enjoyed them on toward thanksgiving. By digging a large hole in the ground and lining it with straw you could save Irish potatoes by placing them in the hole and covering them with straw and dirt.

During the winter you would dig out enough to last for a few days. The fire place had a swinging hook for a cast iron pot so you could make homemade hominy or cook whatever you wished during the winter for there was always a fire in the fire place.

From the cows we had milk and butter. We made bread from flour and corn meal. The chickens provided eggs and Sunday dinner.

These are just a few things that help us survive hard times along with many other things such as the watermelon and cantaloupe patch, corn and hay for the live stock.

Selling milk for extra cash and the tobacco crop which brought in money around Christmas time was also part of taking care of ourselves.

This lifestyle caused me to be self sufficient during my life so far. I know there are many more that have had a similar upbringing, and have trouble with the way the things are today.

If some of you want to try some real polk salad (not the canned kind) let me caution you, I knew a guy that ate too much of it and he started having fits that would cause him to shake and holler, check out the URL below to see him.


Tuesday, June 29, 2010


Imagine this! A man who lives in the land of Israel in the year AD 33 and he hears the word that there are good jobs in Jerusalem. Since he has no family, he makes a decision to load up what few goods he has on his donkey and head south. The country side has been in turmoil for the last two years, and he decides today was a good time for a new start.

Even though most of the people in the land are Jews, it is a “dog-eat-dog” society, with everyone looking out for themselves and family. He had seen Roman soldiers before, but had never seen so many in one place. The crowds either moved out of their way or got knocked down and ended up being hurt.

It was time to find a place to live for the streets were not safe, the stables charged too much for boarding his donkey, so it had to be sold immediately. The donkey brought a good price thus he didn’t feel too bad about letting him go.

He had never dreamed about so much activity in any city. With the Roman garrison stationed there with thousands of soldiers, the temple worship and sacrifices with all the attendants, and all the people, it was a mad house.

The city also had a bad smell because of all animals, people, sewage and rotting waste lying around. If you wanted a breath of fresh air you had to leave the city and head for the country, but who had time for that.

Since you have got to know our man you should know that his name is Samuel but we will call him Sam.

All new comers to the city were required to enroll and prove who they were, because at any time the soldiers might question you, which was often. Another thing that was new to Sam was the taxes, which he had never paid in the past.

Since he had little to do, Sam was talked into joining a group that was excited about some guy that had just been executed, and supposedly had come back to life. He liked these people because they were ecstatic, and each one had a thrilling story about how they knew this guy.

Over the next few days Sam was convinced to become one of the group, and to become a follower of this man they called Jesus. With them it was Jesus this, and Jesus that, so much so that you simply got a little tired of it.

Now it was time for one of the Jewish feasts called Pentecost, so as many as possible went to the temple for the ceremonies. A strange thing happened that day which changed Sam’s life forever, and the group grew from a few persons to literally thousands.

There were a few standout men and women who took over and seemed to run things as leaders.

Everybody pooled their money, and it was redistributed with equal shares among the people. This worked for awhile, but after a short time, the money was getting low, and the leaders were accused of playing favorites. The Jews from other areas claimed they were not getting their fair share, and refused to put any more money in the pot. The rich had given all their wealth and now they were poor. The poor were claiming they had the right to their share even though they had contributed nothing.

Those who had jobs and worked decided their families need to be cared for, and demanded that the so called poor would need to get a job, and take care of themselves. This didn’t set too well with the freeloaders, and they tried to quote Jesus words about loving each other, in order to put the working class on a guilt trip, however this was received very coldly.

Finally Sam had enough of all the politics, all the fighting and squabbling, and decided to return home, and help build a group in his home town; where each man would bear his own burden. He was overjoyed with his new found faith, and shared this experience with anyone who would listen.

There were perilous times ahead, but Sam and others had put all their trust in this man called Jesus.

Monday, June 28, 2010


In the first four chapters of Genesis the ground work was laid, this took the rest of the Bible to explain. The creation of the basic structure of the universe was put into place.

Adam and Eve were instructed in how to live acceptably in GOD’s sight. Logic would seem to indicate that the local friendly serpent had been deceived by Satan and this allowed him to be used to ruin man’s relationship with GOD.

Not only did Adam and Eve lose favor with GOD, the serpent also was cursed. Meanwhile Adam and Eve hid in the bushes. When GOD had ferreted them out of their hiding place, He spoke to them in a tone they had never heard before. The confrontation ended with the words “get out of the garden.”

They were evicted without notice and with no recourse. I believe that not only did man get kicked out but also all the animals, including the snake had to hit the road.

Perhaps a short profile of the snake would be in order here. We only know a few things about him from the narrative, but what we do know can lead us to speculate about his downfall.

First of all he was wiser than all the animals, and this led him to a position of pride. He considered himself to be far more intelligent than the other creatures.

There was a prideful entity in heaven that also was evicted, and seemingly he didn’t go peaceful. His abode is now in the atmosphere from where he exercises his remaining power. The serpent, because of his pride found a simpatico relationship with Satan and agreed to do his bidding, which led to his part in man’s fall, and also to his own downfall.

Now Adam and Eve found difficulty in adjusting to their new surroundings, but just think of the trauma suffered by the serpent. He apparently must have been upright before his fall; otherwise having to go forth on his belly wouldn’t have been a big thing. When GOD spoke to the serpent he was speaking beyond him, even to Satan himself, the bruising of the serpent’s head was indicative of the redemptive process that didn’t include Satan. While the serpent didn’t like it; both GOD and Satan understood it.

The death and resurrection of Christ potentially redeemed mankind from spiritual death, and will eventually restore all else that was lost by the fall. But at present the pronouncements made by GOD are still in effect.

Some of these include physical death, pain in child birth, and physical labor in supporting oneself. There were other psychological effects that were even more difficult to bear.

Today, if the serpent had kept his mouth shut, and Eve hadn’t got hungry for forbidden fruit, and Adam had been able to think for himself, all politicians would be out of business and I wouldn’t be getting all these phone calls telling me to vote for so and so. Oh well, life goes on!

What was Eve’s favorite song after being cast out of paradise?

Sunday, June 27, 2010


What happened to S.H. Kress AKA Kresses. When I was young I would take the streetcar downtown to shop, and one of the favorite stores was Kresses. It had three floors, and was an upscale five and ten. There was a fountain with sandwiches and drinks. The store was started in 1887, and lasted for about 100 years, and then it was gone. Today most people have never heard of Kresses since it has faded into the past.

Another one of my regular shopping haunts was F.W. Woolworth. They had all the important stuff for kids such as roller skates, games and candy. They started in 1879 and closed in1997.

Montgomery Ward had a seven story retail/mail order store about six blocks from my house. Wards had a lot of things I would like to have, if I had the money, so mostly I did a lot more looking than buying. Wards was started in 1872 and lasted as a retailer until 2001, but now only does some mail order and internet business.

These were very strong businesses that lasted for a hundred years, but are now gone. They were victims of the changing times.

Not only are the older retailers closing, newer stores like Circuit City also have closed.

Another thing that is gone is penny candy, for a nickel you could get a case of hyperactivity that could for hours. Anything advertised as penny candy today is not the real mc-coy. All regular size candy bars were three for a dime at Safeway, but that was then and this is now.

2000 years a man named Jesus started the business of saving souls in fulfillment of promises made by GOD in the Garden of Eden; “The seed of woman would crush the serpents head.”

This business is alive and well today. While it has kept up with modern advancements to spread the message, the one thing it cannot afford to neglect is the hands on personal touch. Abstract Christianity will not survive. There must be the interaction among brethren, ministry to one another, other wise it will join the businesses that are only a memory.

Jesus spoke in the book of John chapter 15:12 This is my commandment, that you love another even as I have loved you.

This is made easier if you know and understand that Jesus loves you!

Saturday, June 26, 2010


I remember when I was a young man, and couldn’t obey the speed limit. The result was that I received three speeding tickets within a month. The judge decided I didn’t need to drive anywhere except to work. So for the time restricted, I was to allow my wife to drive wherever we went, while I held the baby. It was humiliating, and amazing how quickly I learned to conform to the speed limits.

God is very liberal, but He has placed some limits on us, that He insists we observe. Otherwise He must teach us that it is better to obey than it is to sacrifice, in order to receive his blessings. He gives us signs to follow - - -

There are the Stop signs. The Spirit of GOD at times will inform us that it is time to stop and go no further. Those who ignore this sign will be enrolled in the school of the Spirit for discipline.

What about the Yield signs? These are there for instructions concerning when to yield to GOD regarding an issue, and when to yield NOT (to temptation,) for to do so is sin.

Something relatively new is the Roundabout signs. When obeyed they will help you get to where you are going faster; as long as you exit in the direction you need to go. It is not to be treated as a merry-go-round where you continually go round and around, and up and down.  While you may be entertained, you will never get anywhere with GOD directions until you get on with the task, and not simply mark time.

GOD has put “No Parking” signs all along our road to our heavenly home.

We are never to bypass the Dead End sign, for it will lead to nowhere, and will accomplish nothing. The dead end, will in no way promote GODS program.

When driving I look for the signs, and follow the signs guidelines for they are placed there for my good,

The “One Way” sign tells me to travel only in the direction indicated.

Jesus declared Himself to be The Way, and the only way. There is no other approach to heaven, for there is only one way.   He is the Way.

Then there are the Signs of the Times, for the return of the Lord is swiftly approaching.

There is also something else I look for more earnestly, and that is the Signs and Wonders from GOD, where he manifests Himself in his power and glory for my benefit.

The greatest sign of all is the sign of the cross where I kneel and cry glory and while giving glory to GOD I get a glimpse of heaven and rejoice.

Friday, June 25, 2010

THE WAY and The Means

In the following Bible verses found in first Timothy, we are warned about what amounts to covetousness, and in the book of Ephesians, covetousness is also coupled with fornication, uncleanness, and Idolatry.

1Timothy 6:8 If we have food and covering, with these we shall be content.

1Timothy 6:9 But those who want to get rich fall into temptation and a snare and many foolish and harmful desires which plunge men into ruin and destruction.

1Timothy 6:10 For the love of money is a root of all sorts of evil, and some by longing for it have wandered away from the faith and pierced themselves with many griefs.

There is a secret place in man where the truth of who we are is exposed. It is the place where nothing is hidden, and where we deal or don’t deal with our weaknesses. This is the place where the total composite of who we are is revealed. A collage of the sum total of self is shown without filters.

Here we find the HOLY SPIRIT indwelling, Illuminating, pointing out that, which would be hurtful to you, should it be manifested outwardly.

Some have expressed this act of the SPIRIT by saying; ”GOD is not through with me yet”.

This secret place in man is the area where the love of money can take control and will add “all sorts of evil.”

This is an inward attitude concerning money, but there is another side of money and that is; it is the MEANS by which the gospel is spread abroad.

There is one man who this year is responsible for the Production of 115 movies. Two years ago one of his movies grossed 228 million dollars.

Today the spread of the gospel is hindered by the lack of money.

Money is power. Power to spread the Word of GOD to every person.

Jesus is the WAY, Money is the MEANS. Pray that the LORD of the Harvest will send forth laborers into his harvest, and pray they will have the means to go where they are sent, and to get the job done.

Thursday, June 24, 2010


Death, taxes, and childbirth! There's never any convenient time for any of them. So many things to do, so little time to do it. This is the lifestyle of most people today. It makes you wonder how they find time to get into so much trouble.

Kids have to have the I.Q. Of a genius to get a passing grade today. They have more home work than I did as a student.

The psalms were written by those who took time, made time for meditation on the things of the Spirit. A good example of one who practiced this was Mary the mother of Jesus.

In Luke 1:46 Mary says, “My soul doth magnify the LORD.” As she continued to praise GOD it flowed out from within without having to “work it up” it was a result of taking time as the song says; Take time to be holy (to be set apart).

Take time to be holy, speak oft with thy Lord;
Abide in Him always, and feed on His Word.
Make friends of God’s children, help those who are weak,
Forgetting in nothing His blessing to seek

Take time to be holy, the world rushes on;
Spend much time in secret, with Jesus alone.
By looking to Jesus, like Him thou shalt be;
Thy friends in thy conduct His likeness shall see.

Take time to be holy, let Him be thy Guide;
And run not before Him, whatever betide.
In joy or in sorrow, still follow the Lord,
And, looking to Jesus, still trust in His Word.

Take time to be holy, be calm in thy soul,
Each thought and each motive beneath His control.
Thus led by His Spirit to fountains of love,
Thou soon shalt be fitted for service above

By choice you can go about, doing your tasks and still be in contact with the Lord. If your computer is always on you have instant use of it but you turn it off then it has to boot up and load your programs before you can make contact with the outer world. In the same way unless you keep your communication line open with GOD, it may be awhile before you get GODS attention.

The Mormon choir sings; Take time to be holy.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010


The word politics; southern definition; Gr. Poly - many…. Ticks-blood sucking insects, Politicians are – Blood sucking insects

Understand not all politicians are BSI s, only the live ones are.

There four tests politicians must pass before I can trust them.

1. Would I trust them with my wife?
2. Would I trust them with my son/daughter?
3. Would I trust them with my money?
4. Would I trust them with my life?

Why would I set these things up as criterion?

1. It might because of Sen. John Ensign’s affair with a friend’s wife.
2. Or it might be because of Bill Clinton’s affair with Bernhard Lewinsky’s daughter Monica
3. It could be because of the money given away, called stimulus
4. It could be because of the many troop’s deaths in the George Bush wars.

Is there any politician that I would trust?

Yes there is one, and only one, and that is Strom Thurmond.
I trust him because he is dead !!

Enjoy the above link to a cute Disney Video on Who can you Trust?

Tuesday, June 22, 2010


Today Christianity is under attack by forces of evil. But that is nothing new. From the time of Christ’s birth this has been true. The stable birth is symbolic of an accommodation the world makes for Christianity, not left out in the cold but given the donkey treatment.

This is well documented by the way the government is restricting the expression of our faith. To wit, the removal of GOD’S word from buildings, and any public place funded by any form of government whether city or federal.

These attacks come in two forms, one direct, as fore mentioned and the other in the form of ignorance where Christianity is grouped with psychos who believe that they are god. All are given equal standing under the law (this form of government.)

Political correctness demands that neither party will do anything to further the cause of Christ. This coming election will not change the makeup of congress contrary to some reports, for people are set in their ways, and can’t justify voting for the opposition party. I do not look for any change in the congressional leadership in this election. Very few others will lose their jobs for there is too much corruption in the opposite party.

The school system has been required to teach what is in substance, atheism in the form of evolution. This is the touted scientific explanation for the creation of the universe. The few who truly believe this fantasy, have a faith system that goes far beyond the faith of the Christian believer. They take an impossible theory and baptize it in scientific jargon, and declare to be evolving truth. It’s like the old TV Program “Queen for a day,” whereby they pulled out an ordinary woman and proclaimed her to be a queen for 24 hours.

So also is the anti creationist, their science is only temporal, but tomorrow they will have a new theory. Oh, one thing they forgot, and that is, where did the universe and beyond originated from?

Some religionist denies the existence of matter, and that way no further explanation is necessary. Most people outside of the insane asylum believe everything must have had a beginning at some time.

Some of the people who name the name of Christ (not all) believe that creation came forth from ALMIGHTY GOD as recorded in the bible. Perhaps the reason the explanation in the Bible is so brief is because man’s brain isn’t capable of comprehending this act of GOD. First HE kept it simple and it was based on the need to know.

But the argument doesn’t stop there, now we are challenged to explain where GOD came from, and while we stutter and hem haw we come up with this explanation. Well we just take it by faith, but that doesn’t quite cut it.

Well HE is eternal, always was, but the critics still want a little more. For physics teaches everything must have a beginning. This is hard to explain; no it is impossible, for the mind of man cannot comprehend the fullness of our maker.

We can only say that GOD is self existent, and did not require a beginning, like the ring which is a prefect circle. It does not require a beginning point but goes around and around and around.

It is understandable that man which lives in a world that is controlled by time and space would have difficulty understanding the eternal principle. Because man is temporal in the physical sense, and if he does not discover that he has an eternal spirit within that can be made one with the eternal SPIRIT, he has no alternative but to be the fool who says; there is no GOD”.

If you believe in GOD, say it with me; I believe in GOD for HE believes in me!

Monday, June 21, 2010


Warts are growths on your skin caused by an infection with human Papilloma Virus, or HPV. Types of warts include:

• Common warts, which often appear on your fingers.
• Plantar warts, which show up on the soles of your feet.
• Genital warts , which are a sexually transmitted disease.
• Flat warts, which appear in places you shave frequently.

In children, warts often go away by themselves. In adults, they tend to stay. If they hurt or bother you or if they multiply, you can remove them. Chemical skin treatments usually work. If not, various freezing, surgical and laser treatments can remove warts.

Perhaps you might wonder why I would address such a distasteful subject.
This affliction is something most people have had some experience with. There are many different treatments for this malady. I have used both the chemical and the freezing methods in treating them.

My grandfather was known as the person who you went to, to get rid of your warts. He didn’t set himself in business with an office or anything, it was something the family, and friends knew about. I remember he was a little reluctant to do it, and it would take some persuading to get him to do it. I didn’t understand what he did even though I watched him do it. Of course I wanted to be able to remove them warts, but he would not tell me the secret of what he did. The best I could get out of him was that it was something his aunt had passed on to him.

One of my uncles pretended he could do it, but the proof wasn’t in the pudding for him. Different ones in the family had got rid of warts by going to him; the warts usually disappeared in about two days. I always figured it was some sort of magic. As a kid I felt left out for I thought he should have passed on the secret to me, like his aunt had to him. I still haven’t got over it

The secret went to his grave with him. It was almost like it was a power that he wished he didn’t have, and he didn’t want anyone else to be burdened with it.

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Sunday, June 20, 2010


I just found out how poor I am. It was disconcerting to say the least. The US debt clock keeps tab on how much I owe, and they are planning on collecting as much of it from the Tax Payers as they possible can.

The thing of it is the clock is talking about real money. While it is just figures on a chart, it doesn’t mean that it is meaningless. It is a contract I inherited at birth and I am liable for it. I must admit this frightens me.

At this writing the debt is in excess of 13 trillion real dollars, just like the one I have in my pocket. The unfunded debt is 109 trillion real dollars. The debt each citizen owes at present is 42 thousand real dollars, but since most people don’t pay taxes, (this is the reason there is not more of a hue and cry about tax increases,) the amount each Tax Payer owes is about 120 thousand real dollars and climbing.

Now, what I am wondering is, how much can I owe before I will have to declare bankruptcy? And how will I survive when my money is taken from me? Looking at the debt clock it is obvious that I am broke and in more debt than I can pay.

One thing I don’t like is, the people in charge keep giving money away and putting it on my obligation to pay. If this keeps up I can never get out of debt. I know that this is fair, but somehow it doesn’t seem right that I must pay for debt that I have no say so about. But this is how socialism works. Oh, woe is me

Check out this clock


Lyrics to the song; I’M BUSTED

My bills are all due and the baby needs shoes, and I'm busted

Cotton is down to a quarter a pound, but I'm busted

I got a cow that went dry, and a hen that won't lay

A big stack of bills that gets bigger each day

The county's gonna haul my belongings away, cause I'm busted.

I went to my brother to ask for a loan, cause I was busted

I hate to beg like a dog without his bone, but I'm busted

My brother said there ain't a thing I can do,

My wife and my kids are all down with the flu,

And I was just thinking about calling on you, cause I'm busted.

Well, I am no thief, but a man can go wrong when he's busted

The food that we canned last summer is gone, and I'm busted

The fields are all bare, and the cotton won't grow,

Me and my family got to pack up and go,

But I'll make a living, just where I don't know, cause I'm busted.

Saturday, June 19, 2010


I can remember when I was bare foot and didn’t have any shoes, and I didn’t know that I needed shoes or that I could have them.

Today there are so many going about, in the same condition that I was in.

When my kids were little, we had a hard time keeping their shoes on for they would take them off, they liked to go bare footed and take a chance on getting hurt.

Some people will accept the wrong kind of shoes, thinking all shoes are the same and will get them to the same place as the right ones would.

I needed some running shoes for I am in a race and I want to run well for the prize.

I needed some jumping shoes so I could leap over the hurdles of life.

I got me some comfortable shoes so I could enjoy my daily walk.

I have some wading shoes for when things come in like a flood.

This is a short allegory that has meaning to those who can figure it out.


Eph 6:15 Having your feet shod with the gospel of peace - -

Friday, June 18, 2010


The government has spent billions of dollars to clean up the pollution in our streams, rivers and oceans. Like most problems, prevention must be part of the equation.

Manufacturers have an enormous task to produce products without some form of pollution. In many cases it comes down to a dollar and cents issue.

I had a real pollution problem at one time, until someone explained to me its consequences; for up to now I had just lived with it as something normal.

The solving of my problem came about this way; my mother really got insistent that I accompany her to a church revival. This was the last thing I wanted to do, all my friends didn’t go to church, and I didn't feel the need to go either. Finally I gave in and went with her.

I figured I could endure the evening, and if it made her happy, well why not. There were two fat guys on the platform, and I figured that they hadn't missed many meals.

Everyone, except me sang some lively songs after which they collected some money by passing a bag around. I didn't have any money so I skipped that part of the service. Then a guy played a trombone solo. I was more of a guitar man myself, but I thought it must have been good, because everybody seemed to enjoy it.

About this time one of the fat guys got up and started to talk. He would talk regular, and then he would get excited and start to holler. He talked about needs in my life that I wasn’t aware of, and how to get them met. I must confess I didn't get it, I knew what he was saying but I found it hard to grasp. As time went on something deep down inside me began to respond to what was being said and stilled my mental confusion.

Trying to compare the unknown to the known was no help for this was a dimension I wasn't aware of, a world beyond my understanding.

After an hour, they gave what was called an altar call, and at the urging of my dead spirit, (which wanted life) and the HOLY SPIRIT, (which was the first time I had met him,) I responded to the SPIRITS call. In a moment all of my spiritual pollution was removed. I felt a cleanness I had never known, it was like being born again.

That was the first part of my redemption; it was quick, and easy and effective and permanent.

I soon found out I was more complex than I thought I was. I found out I was a three part man, and my new found salvation included all three parts. It is possible to accept only part of GODS provision for redemption.
So considering how good the rebirth of my spirit was, I decided the rest of my salvation must be good also.

With the SPIRITS help, my mouth was cleaned up for it needed a lot of help in that area.

I became too busy thinking about the things of GOD, and I didn't have time for the filth of the soul thinking. Now this wasn't an instant fix, in fact it has been an ongoing process, and one that will continue as long as I do.

Finally there is the last problem, the body, for it speaks loud and clear.

Constantly it says “I want this and I want that” and trying to get it to shut up is a formidable task. It always wants comfort, and more and more. I haven't always been successful in controlling it, evidenced by my being overweight.

It has been my goal to possess, the full benefits of salvation and it is a work in process that is buoyed by the knowledge that JESUS is all I need. In every way, and in every day.

Thursday, June 17, 2010


The story of Frankie and Johnny is one of trust and deceit leading to the death of Johnny. It has been played out with different casts and different scenarios but the result is the same; death for the unfaithful. The following is a true story of a guy gone wrong and how he paid the price.

Sam Cooke started as a gospel singer, but ended up singing Rock and Roll. Lisa Boyer was the name of the woman Sam met on the evening of December 10, 1964. She was a singer as well and she was dining with friends. Sam was to sing the last song of his life, "Good News". Apparently he offered to give Lisa a lift home, and ended up taking her to a club called PJ’s.

Sam had some sort of altercation there, and they left. He offered to take her home, but he was still fuming from the altercation and drove very fast, all the way to the Hacienda Motel on South Figueroa. The motel is gone now; and it wasn’t in a very nice neighborhood.

He registered under the name Sam Cooke, at 2:35am. The woman that signed him in was called Bertha Lee Franklin. She noticed that he was not alone, so she made him change the name to Mr. and Mrs. Sam Cooke. (You must be morally correct to sleep in a 3 dollar a night motel room.)

They got to the room, and everything fell apart. According to her testimony, Sam began ripping her clothes off, and yet still proclaiming they were "just going to talk." Lisa was positive she was going to be raped. She asked if she could use the bathroom, but the door wouldn’t lock, and she couldn’t get the window open.

When she returned, Sam was naked. He went into the bathroom after her, and she saw this as her cue to escape. Grabbing her clothes (and apparently some of Sam's), she ran out the door, and started to pound on the manager’s door. There was no answer. (Bertha was on the phone to the motel owner, Mrs. Carr) Lisa then fled, to find a phone booth, where she made a call to the cops. By the time the manager opened the door, Lisa was gone.

Lisa’s call was logged in at 3:08 am. "Will you please come down to this number? I don’t know where I am. I’m kidnapped."

Meanwhile, Sam blows a gasket. He goes to the manager’s office, positive she is in there. He pushed his way in, demanding, "You got my girl in there!" They got into a scuffle – keep in mind Sam was wearing only a sport coat at this point – nothing else. He tried to shove his way into her apartment, positive that Lisa was hiding in there. He searched it, but couldn’t find her, and then he grabbed Bertha and demanded to know where the girl was.

 Bertha seized her trusty .22 and shot Sam three times. One of the shots was made only an inch from his heart, blowing a hole in Sam’s chest, collapsing both lungs. "Lady, you shot me," were his last words.

One might say what a waste. The tragedy is it will be repeated over and over again for people will never learn.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010


I will walk today as you would, that I walk.
That way, I lift your name on high

I will talk the way you want me, to talk
For I lift your name on high

I will be an example of righteousness
This way, I lift your name on high

I shall give thanks in everything
In order to lift your name on high

I have put on the whole armor of GOD
So I may lift your name on high

I will love my wife as myself
This too, lifts your name on high

I walk in love for Christ loves me
I lift your name on high

I have peace through the blood of his cross
I bless his name on high

If I keep quiet the stones will cry out
I must lift your name on high

Because you live I can face tomorrow
And I will lift your name on high

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Lyrics: Trouble in Mind

Oh the sun's gonna shine in my life once more
Good times gonna be here again
Thing's are gonna be the way they were before
And we gonna live good, here again

I'm gonna live good here
You gonna live good here
We is gonna live good here again

Taint No more loneliness
Dey is Only happiness
For we is gonna live good here again

Cause, I hear bells a ringing
And I hear birds a singing
Our life is gonna be good here again

I hear bees a humming
And I know the good days a coming
We is gonna live good again

We found the way out
Can't help but sing and shout
For we gonna live good here
From now on again cause
the sun gonna shine in my back door again

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Tuesday, June 15, 2010


My father was more adventurous than I ever was. We arrived In California In the summer of 1936, driving a new 1936 Plymouth my dad had picked up in Detroit.  There were four in our family my brother being about 8 months old.

The big news was that the new San Francisco Bay Bridge was soon to be opened, and everyone who possibly could was making plans to cross it on opening day. This included my family, for my dad felt this was mandatory. There would never be the first day again.

So on Nov. 12 1936 we joined all of the other people in Oakland and headed west. The citizens in San Francisco headed east. It was an exciting day for the Bay area. There was a slight problem, due to the fact that the bridge didn’t open until sometime after 12:30 PM the crowds crammed each side of the bridge. The streets were filled to capacity the intersections were gridlocked, and nobody could move in any direction.

The police had to start miles from the bridge and back people up so they could clear the intersections enough for traffic to move. Adding to the problem were those from San Francisco coming back home and further crowding the streets. We got home about 11 o’clock that evening, but some didn’t get home until the next day. Adding to the stress was the fact there was no porta potties along the way.

By May 28 1937 the following year, we had forgotten about the problems of the Bay bridge opening and were ready for the Golden Gate first crossing. The day prior, on the 27th the bridge was open for people to walk across it. This lessened the crowds on the next day when we could drive across. So my family loaded up and headed out to cross over the new Golden Gate Bridge, and this was more enjoyable for traffic was not as jammed up as before.

The Golden Gate International Exposition on Treasure Island opened on February 18 1939, and we were in line for the first day it was opened to the public. My father had put in one of the exhibits for the California cotton mills. It was interesting in as much that the machines would take cotton at one end and a towel advertising the fair on the other. One of the perks my father got was free passes for the expositions.

Being first has its good and bad sides. The first man to sin (Adam) had devastating consequences to the entire human race.

While the sacrifice of one man (Christ Jesus) has redeemed the whole world.

As one man chose to sin, even now each man must accept his own redemption. One of the most important things in life is choice and the act of choosing brings it into fruition.
There is another event coming and the particulars are found in 1Corinthians 15:50-55

Now this I say, brethren, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God; neither doth corruption inherit incorruption. Behold, I show you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?

That day of the resurrection will come, and I look forward to being in line waiting for the day, the hour, the minute, the second when the trumpet sounds and the scripture is fulfilled. Each day I am getting nearer to the time when I need that new body.


I remember like it was yesterday, the day the president came to our town.

Our town was a Midwestern small community which was less than ten thousand people, including the out lying area. Our mayor Boggs was a small man with big ideas.

One day Mayor Boggs received a communiqué from the president’s office. It stated, because we had supported his election, we were being included in the whistle stop campaigning, he was doing for his reelection. Mayor Boggs was beside himself, he had only dreamed about being recognized by people in higher authority.

We only had three weeks to get ready for the event of a lifetime. The mayor’s staff laid out the plan for this visit; which included, getting a big write up in the local weekly news paper and a parade with high school bands from nearby towns participating. The mayors from nearby towns would also come, and ride in open cars so they could be seen by everyone. A stage was built at the railroad station so everybody could see and hear the president speak.

The news spread, about the president stopping in our town, and the parade and everything else. Vendors from everywhere began applying for street permits so they could sell their goods.

The day finally arrived, and everything was in its place. The vendors were set up and ready to sell, mostly hot dogs, cold drinks, and ice cream bars.

The parade started with all the mayors waving to the crowded streets, the bands marching and playing John Phillip Souza’s music. All this cumulated at the train depot where the invited guests of the mayor sat on the platform above the rest of us. There were barriers set up for crowd control, and our three man police force was trying to control this mob of people.

It was almost noon, and the weather was getting muggy and uncomfortable, babies were hot and hungry. Mothers would try to find some shade and nurse their babies; unashamedly. This was before Hollywood turned men into raving maniacs at the sight of a woman’s breast.

Time was slipping by and people were getting restless especially those on the platform. All the mayors had prepared speeches to give welcoming the president. The sun was now directly overhead, and no shade was to be found. The ice cream bars were melting because the hot ice was evaporated and the vendors watched as their profits also melted.

Boys were putting their ear on the railroad tracks trying to hear the noise of the train wheels.

What occurred next happened so quick that most people didn’t understand it until later. Off in the distance the sound of the train whistle could be heard and the people began to get excited.

Meanwhile the station got a message that read: Due to running behind, the president will not be able to stop and greet the people. He sends his regrets and hopes they won’t be disappointed. However the train will slow down and the president will be on the observation deck and you may see him as he goes by.

Before the message could be given to the mayor, the train went straight through the station with steam escaping from the drivers. The whistle was blasting, and the ground shook beneath the people, while kids were frighten and started to cry.

Some claimed they saw someone on the back of the train, and he was waving.

The paper got out a special one page edition explaining what had happened.

While some were disappointed, no one ever forgot that the president came to our town.

There is one who is far greater than, kings, rulers, and presidents who has sent a message, not from Washington, but from the throne of GOD.

Jesus spoke in the book of John 14:1-3 "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me. In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am.”

This Jesus will come to our town, and for those who look for his coming. They will be received unto him and be with him forever more.

There are some people who ask me if this is a true story, and my answer is, well at least part of it is.

Sunday, June 13, 2010


Everyone could have profited from having an old home place. It is a place of comfort where you feel secure about your existence. Before me, about four generations ago, my family secured several hundred acres of Tennessee hill country.

The borders were referred to as being from the creek to the river and beyond. By the time I was born it had shrunk to about forty acres, and as I walked over the land that used to be part of the whole holdings, I would wonder why we had lost so much of it.

Eventually I learned that the families were fairly large, and each time the older generation died off, the land was divided between the heirs. It was like if a man had two hundred acres and died leaving it to five kids it would end up as forty acres each, and no longer two hundred. Finally I understood that process, and was glad ours wasn’t any smaller.

The main thing about our property was it had the big house on it, (which sadly burned down) and the family grave yard. Many of my relatives were buried there. At times neighbors would want to bury their kin there also. I used to look at the head stones and read the inscriptions on them. There were several that had been there prior to the Revolutionary War. I felt that we had a piece of history right on our property.

Almost every year while plowing, we would find some Indian arrowheads that were made from Flintstone, and I could envision the Indians hunting many years ago, right where I was standing.

As a kid all these things meant very much to me, this was the real America I came to know by learning of the past for myself. Today it is hard to give up that America, the America that so many will never know.

My grandfather as he was getting old, in his wisdom, he selected one of his sons (who was not the adventurous type) to leave the home place to. He sold it to him at a very reasonable price so no one could say he gave it to him. My uncle lived there until his death some fifty years later. All this time we still had our old home place, for we (the rest of the family) were always welcome there.

The time came when uncle Wiley died, and everyone had scattered, and because he had no children to leave it to, it went to his heirs. For awhile we tried to put together a family trust to keep it, and dedicate the historical parts to the state, but because the love of money that ruled some of our shirt tail relatives, who had no sense of tradition, the place had to be sold. There were so many heirs that each only received a few hundred dollars.

The people that bought the place have been generous to let any of the family visit the grave yard when ever they want to. It is still being used for burial plots today.

These days the old home place still lives in my memory. I took my children to visit there, and to see my roots, “from whence I came.” I wish every child could have had an “old home place.”

For the Christian there is a new,”Old home place,” that is still in the future, but it could be soon in the past at any time.

Saturday, June 12, 2010


Children are the heritage from the Lord. Meaning, something that is from one who possesses it (being the child) and it is given to another.

This is much like when GOD gave Eve to Adam. Eve was a gift from GOD to Adam. Children are a gift from God to the parents. How does this play out in the in the world today? If a person doesn’t believe in GOD, then it has no significance whatsoever. But to those who do believe, it is like unto the one who plants and GOD gives the increase. The harvest is an eternal spirit who has found its destiny, and its family, forever.

GOD’S original plan was simple, a garden environment, no threats from outsiders, and a family with children that were loved. Sin the powerful force that it is, continues to exact a heavy toll on disobedient mankind. There are so many torn from their mother’s womb by uncaring assassins licensed by the States.

Abortion is a difficult issue to deal with, for so many have differing ideas on the matter. They run from political to the religious and from compassion to receiving an additional welfare check.

Infanticide is a word that is not used much but spells out the reality of what happens in the abortion process. Time is the only reason the fetus is not a full born child. I submit that if everyone who favors abortion were themselves aborted, then the issue would be simpler and easier to deal with.

Today there are billions of children who face the fate of a Christ less eternity, and I can’t espouse the idea of abortion as a way of salvation. This is an issue that God himself will have to judge.

It is incumbent upon all who name the name of Christ, to obey the words of our savior ‘BRING THE LITTLE CHILDREN UNTO ME AND FORBID THEM NOT.”

Friday, June 11, 2010


I was thinking about my friend CARL, whom I had not seen for awhile, and I decided to give him a call, and invite him to have coffee with me. After hem-hawing for awhile he agreed to meet me at a favorite restaurant. We got past the obligatory chit chat, and I asked him how things were going. Whereupon he surprised me by saying, not as good as I would like spiritually, and then he quickly added, but things are getting better.

I was trying get over my shock because Carl was a very solid Christian, and I couldn't imagine him having trouble in that area. I didn't say anything; I just waited to see if he would elaborate further.

After what seemed to be a long time he began to tell me that he had for years gone along serving God, and doing what was expected of him, but there was something lacking in his experience.

It wasn't always like that, just these last few years. Being busy he didn't pay much attention to it but lately it became more evident and bothersome. All his communication with GOD had become one sided, like he had come up to a wall and like the old song “it’s too high you can't get over it, too wide you can't get around it, too deep you can't get under it ,you must come in at the door”. The only problem was there was no door.

At a time like this, scripture fragments of scripture would come to mind like, I am the door to the sheep, and I stand at the door and knock. The only problem was I couldn't find the door.

As I began to examine my life I couldn't remember any blatant sin I had committed or any wrong doing. I think it would have been easier had I had been able to point to some sins that stood out, but since that weren't the case I was at a loss.

I didn't do much praying but I meditated on GODS word, and my daily walk, and finally a pattern began to emerge. Several scriptures helped me to understand what the problem was.

In James it says to keep your-self unspotted from the world, lay aside the overflow of wickedness, my attention was drawn to the word “overflow.”
The main stream contains the main body of water but the overflow expands and affects the surrounding area. Jesus said In John speaking of his flock “they are not of this world” I began to understand that my problem was in my association with the world. While rejecting the so called pleasures of the world I was still being affected by the “Overflow”.

One of my Bible instructors said; while he was in India he became weak and was on the verge of passing out when the HOLY SPIRIT spoke to him and said, “Eat some salt.” He realized because of the hot climate he needed to intake more salt. He said thank you LORD, and, “Please pass the salt.”

So it is when we discover the problem, and the remedy thereof we must say,”Please pass the salt,” or apply the remedy required for our issue”

Carl went on to say, from my meditating on the scripture I realized that from my necessary association with the world there was a residue and dross that was attaching itself to me, and was a layer of insulation between me and the Lord, shutting off the flow of divine intercourse that I needed so badly.

I sat there somewhat speechless for I had never heard anything like that, but I wanted to know what he then did, and I said, “Go on.”

First he explained that “overflow” has many faces and comes from many directions causing different degrees of separation. Some will affect our ability to pray others weaken our commitment to GOD and his work. One of the worst is discouragement that attacks our faith.

But I still wanted to know, what did he do?

Well he said it was back to the scriptures,”We are (present tense) more than conquerors through Christ our Lord."  And if we are, then, “I am," is my conclusion.

I decided to treat all this residual mess like it was sin, and do what 1John 1:9 says, “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.”

I especially depend on the cleansing part. The HOLY SPIRIT, gentleman that he is, waits for me to initiate the action. When I do, HE cleanses me from the effects of mingling with the world, and that is just the first part. Then opens up divine interactions, that results in a fellowship experience that is new and desperately needed by me.

This has renewed the excitement and enjoyment of being a Christian. While still learning, I have found and opened the closed door that seemingly had been blocking my access to the throne room. I have become more willing and able to eat of the fat of the land of the Spirit.

Carl wanted to go on, but I excused myself by saying, we must do this again, soon. In reality I had heard about all I could handle, and I wanted to get home to some confessing of my own.

Hebrews 12:1 Such a large crowd of witnesses is all around us! So we must get rid of everything that slows us down, especially the sin that just won't let go. And we must be determined to run the race that is ahead of us.

Thursday, June 10, 2010


My Bible starts with the words “In the beginning GOD created the heavens and the earth. For me that is enough explanation about, the how and why of creation.

There is a lot of more information to be found in the scriptures for those who need it and are willing to seek it out. This factual story has been further validated by personal experience through the new birth experience where I got to know the ALMIGHTY GOD for myself.

I doubt if the so called scientists have had a like experience by scratching in the dirt.

Now what I really wanted to say concerns the creation of man. There two accounts of mans creation the first account says GOD created man, and the second says he formed him, and then breathed the breath of life into him.

These are two aspects of the same event, anyway it seems that Adam wasn’t getting the job done so GOD said; this boy needs some help so I will get someone to help him.

So God looked at the elephant and said, “There are several problems with this, hugging and kissing isn’t in the books with this ‘So Big’ one.” Next He looked at one who was smaller, the porcupine; it didn’t take long to see this wasn’t going to work.

After looking at every creature, God decided to customize a help mate for Adam, and He who does all things well, had a plan.

In order to be sure this helper would be perfect for Adam, God put him to sleep. (GOD was the first anesthesiologist) Then God removed a rib from him, (and Adams DNA) and made a perfect mate for him. When Adam woke and saw Eve he said, “Bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh.” (If he had of went to med school he would have said DNA of my DNA.) Now what is not recorded is this statement he made, "Mama Mia, that's a some a spicy meatball!”

Now to the heart of what I want to say; in your minds eye - - picture what Adam looked like, don’t be bothered by the fact he doesn’t have any clothes on, for after all we are all adults.

Does he look like George Clooney? Or like Schwarzenegger when he was Mr. Universe? (See web)

Maybe he looked more like Groucho Marx or Bob Hope maybe like the king, Elvis.

And what about Eve did she look like Rita Hayworth?

Rita had more clothes on than Eve, but you could get the idea.


Perhaps you see her as Phyllis Diller?

How about five foot two, weighing 250 lbs. looking like Roseanne Barr?

In any case GOD was pleased with His “In his image handiwork” no matter they looked like.

GOD and dogs have this in common; it is not what you look like but how you act that counts.

In Adam’s day there were not any standards to live up to, and you were not put down if you didn’t meet someone else’s ideals. Today, if Eve was around, and a little fat she might be ridiculed, and if Adam looked like Buddy Hackett he would have been laughed out of the garden.

The commandment to love one another includes accepting one another regardless of their looks.

2Corinthians 10:12 We would not dare put ourselves in the same class with or compare ourselves to those (who are pleased with themselves) who recommend themselves. When they measure themselves by themselves and compare themselves to themselves, they show how foolish they are.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010


I met a man the other day and we struck up a conversation. He sounded like he was from the South, and since I was born south of the Mason Dixon line I thought we might have something in common.

I asked him where he was from, and he said; from the hills of Kentucky. Then I asked how far back? He said, about as far back as you can get.

 I asked If he was married. He said he didn't have a wife but was willing to consider it if she was a good one. I assured him there must be a good one somewhere out there. He said the reason he left those hills was because there was several gals back there, but none of them was any good, so he left and came to town.

I then I told him that it might have been his negativity that was the problem instead of the girls presentation. Well that stopped him for a minute and after awhile he finally spoke; he said, "You might be right."

I suggested that we itemize all his complaints and look at them one by one for I was sure that would change his evaluation of them.

He said, “For one thing they is ugly.” I replied, “What makes you think they are ugly?” He answered, “I seen some pictures of some pretty gals that’s how I know.” I decided to move on and come back to that point later.

What else can you think of?

He said they don't smell nice, in fact they stink and if you want to know how I know they stink, it’s because they smell like the hogs. At this point I was losing my objectivity but I went on and asked what else?

They can't cook, clean house, cut wood or any chores they should. They also don't wash their clothes, themselves, don’t comb their hair, they don't wear drawers, and they show off from time to time acting silly

I thought for awhile and said; welcome to the city.

I hadn't seen him for awhile and I asked his friend where he was for I would like to see him. He told me that he had returned back to the hills. I inquired why for I thought he was adjusting to the city life.

He told me that after meeting several city gals and getting to know them he decided them hill gals wasn't so bad after all.

Also he had to get back to some reel music.

I was stunned at that, but as the old saying goes; “Alls well that ends well.”

Tuesday, June 8, 2010


Jeremiah has been called the weeping prophet. He saw things as they were, and could not restrain himself from crying. When he saw the end was coming he became disgusted with both the people and himself. I was astounded as I read this statement; Jeremiah prophesied that an inescapable, adverse disaster, would happen, which is another way of saying “get ready to kiss it goodbye”. The people stopped serving GOD, and rejected Jeremiah’s message from GOD.

Babylon was an awesome power, and as they prepared to possess the land of Israel the people couldn’t reconcile the fact that, they (GODS PEOPLE) were doomed. When Jeremiah tried to get rulers of Judah to make peace with Babylon he was treated like Benedict Arnold and cast into prison.

The people believed that GOD couldn’t allow them to be overtaken because it was His credibility on the line. After all, the temple was the central place where He was worshipped. HE would just have to overlook their idolatry, and their neglecting the law of GOD. In today’s parlance you would say; they felt they were too big to fail and GOD couldn’t allow that to happen.

To their surprise, and it was very soon, the temple was destroyed, the kings were killed, and the people taken into captivity. How can one explain an event such as this? In Gal. 6:7 we find these words GOD is not mocked, whatsoever a man (nation) sows that also will he (they) reap.

May 14 1948 Israel was declared to be a nation and was recognized by the U.N. As of today, Israel as a nation does not accept and worship the GOD of their fathers. They still have not learned their lesson about rejecting HIM. Too many are proudly saying; we are Jews by birth only, not by faith.

Today in America a similar condition exists, where only portion of the American people worship the Father, Son, and the Holy Spirit, (the holy trinity.) Even those who are secure in Christ need to do a double take and reinforce their faith so it will stand when sorely tested.

Check Matt. 7: 22. Do the signs of the times have any meaning today or was that just something we looked at in the past? What would an honest appraisal of this nation reveal about where it stands in the eyes of GOD? How much more spiritual are we, than Judah was when GOD let them fail?

Starting with the president of this nation, too many are rejecting Jehovah as GOD and worshipping either no god or another false god. The leaders of Judah lead them into destruction, nothing has changed, it could happen here. Proclamations carry with them the strength of the individual making them. The president of the United States of America proclaimed America is not a Christian nation. I owe no allegiance to such a leader!


I must put my trust in the Almighty God, for I do not know about tomorrow!!

Monday, June 7, 2010


”In Colonial times, hogs were slaughtered in December. During slavery in order to maximize profits, slave owners commonly fed their slaves in the cheapest manner possible. At hog butchering time, the preferred cuts of meat were reserved for the master's use with the remains, such as fatback, snouts, ears, neck bones, feet, and intestines given to the slaves for their consumption.” (Information taken from the Internet)

My mother was a good southern style cook. I ate many meals cooked by her, and enjoyed most of them. Once in awhile she would reach too deep into her recipes, and would cook something that both my psyche and appetite would reject.

My step dad was fond of chitlins, and ever so often he would get a hankering for some of them. He usually would go to the store and buy some, bring them in and say; cook up a batch of these. I could always tell when chitlins were cooking for all the windows were open and a fan was blowing. They smelled like an old out house gone bad.

If you have kids or in-laws that still live at your home, and you want to get rid of them, just start cooking chitlins once or twice a week and they will leave. Twice a week is enough for the smell doesn't dissipate very fast and they won't be able to handle it.

”Let us consider what chitlins are - they are hog intestines or guts. Some people turn up their noses at the mention of chitlins. However, the volume sold for New Year's dinners, with Christmas and Thanksgiving not far behind, attests to chitlins popularity in the United States. Chitterlings is the more formal name, but most people call them chitlins. They are usually part of a larger meal that includes collard greens, fried chicken, and other traditional Southern foods. Chitlins are not for the faint of palate or smell, which is why traditionally they were cooked outdoors at backyard hog killings in winter. They are a food that you either love or hate.” (From the Internet)

My mother wouldn't eat chitlins, but would cook them for my step dad who would devour them like they were good. My brother would always stay with friends until the feasting was over and then come home. I will forego listing some of the other delicacies she cooked that I didn't eat simply because they were too revolting.

I enjoyed hog killing time, it was a time when the family all got together, and worked from early in the morning, until seven or eight in the evening. Then came the eating, since there was no time to stop and eat during the day, so we over ate and rolled all night because of it. The next day was busy also. The meat had to be trimmed, and put down in salt. The Lard had to be rendered out, and the sausage must be ground, seasoned and put in sock like bags.

While I miss "hog days" it’s a whole lot easier just to go to the store, buy your bacon, and just think of “back in those days”

Sunday, June 6, 2010


Why are some people more far sighted than others? Down the road the rest will catch on to the fact we have a little man trying to do a big man’s job in the White House.

Acting like a president isn’t the same as being a president. So far he has been acting like a kid in a candy store with an unlimited credit card, and a printing press.

These are real dollars he is spending, and he acts like it is monopoly money. Kids usually share their wealth with their friends, and true to form big “O” is doing the same.

His best friends being the unions! He even bought a car company for some of them, but why not? He can afford it; he is using your money!

Although he doesn't know it (and none of his helpers will explain it to him) there are two wars going on, where real Americans are dying.

Doesn't anyone of the beltway gang have a clue as to what to do with this mess?

Well the short answer, is absolutely not!

Looks like to me that Big “O” has a tiger by the tail and he is NO tiger tamer.

             Check out this song by Buck Owens - - -

Saturday, June 5, 2010


I hope you like once upon a time stories, cause if you don’t you can stop right and no harm done.

Once there was this country boy who went to town and he had courting on his mind, but there no object of his affection at the present time. He had put on his newest overalls, white shirt, necktie and his best coat. He thought if he shined up his t model ford, between him and it (T-MODEL)He should get some attention.

When he got to Main Street there came a dream a-walkin, and he saw right off that she was perfect she. As he slowed down and got closer to her, their eyes met for a brief moment and he instantly fell in love.

He knew she must feel the same way as he does for she couldn’t feel otherwise. He slowly drove by her and tried to start up a conversation but she didn't want to talk.

When he looked in his back mirror he saw her get into a nice car with some man and drove off at a fast speed the other way and in a split moment she was gone. He had found and lost his true love in less than 30 seconds. As he brokenheartedly looked back at where she disappeared,while he was dreaming and he sang this song.

Friday, June 4, 2010


Having been born in Tennessee, South of Nashville I found myself without an identity. I wasn't true country, because I didn't chew tobacco like the men nor dip snuff like the gals. Those guys could spit like champions. When you talked to a spitter you always had to check to see which way the wind was blowing. Some of them didn't “gob spit” but liked to “spray spit,” in either case it was your responsibility to stay out of the way because; when a man’s gotta spit tobacco he doesn't have time to check if there is anyone in the way.

I suppose if at least if some of those country gals would have washed up once in a while and run a comb through their hair, and wiped the snuff off their chin they might have looked a little better. I didn't court any of them, because if I had they would have expected me to show some affection, and I just couldn't bring myself to kiss a gal with a snuff stick in her mouth (even if she took it out while kissing).

Now as a boy I must admit, it was interesting to watch them country folks sit on the porch and enjoy their tobacco break, which usually lasted most of the day. Back in those days you took your entertainment where you could find it, and my sense of humor allowed me to get some pleasure from that. There was one other drawback that held me back from being proper country.

I was partly raised in the city where there were electricity, and ice boxes for blocks of ice. You didn't have to clean the lamp chimney, and put coal oil in it before you lit it. You just flipped a switch to have light.

Try as I would, I couldn't ever be true country, because I had too much city in me, and on the other hand I had enough country in me, that challenged the foolishness of city life.

Being raised as I was, I had the best and worst of both worlds, that made me what I turned out to be, believing what Paul the Apostle said;

2 Thessalonians 3:10 If any one will not work - - neither shall he eat.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Open Boarder Policy (AKA Immigrant Reform)

When you see people carrying signs demanding that America open its borders and let everyone come to America with full citizen rights you can’t help but wonder, who are these people?

Being of a suspicious nature I would guess that many are self serving, and are also here illegally. One of the main themes; is the argument that we citizens of America do not have the right to deny anyone who wishes to immigrate here.

They think they are in charge, and anyone who opposes them are racist, prejudiced, and should be ashamed of their opinions. It would be unfair to deny the right of access to anyone; if these people prevail.

Who shall we be unfair to? China has almost one and a half billion people, India one point two billion, Mexico one hundred and eight million, Japan one hundred and twenty seven million, and the rest of the world, totaling seven billion people.

Which one of these people do we have the right to deny full citizenship to?

According to the sign carriers, we can deny none. Do we as citizens have the right to say no to these who want to flood our country with people, and their cultural hang-ups .The often quoted poem says; “Send us your wretched refuse of your teeming shore.”

But seven billion of them might be a bit too much of a welfare load.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010


The words that the Jewish people cried out when demanding the death of Christ were; “Let his blood be on us and our children!"

These are words that won't go away.

From the time of Abraham until the present day, Satan has been persecuting the Jewish people, and trying to eradicate them from the face of the earth.

Many times in the Old Testament the Jews faced overwhelming odds, and it took GODS intervention to save them.

During the reign of Adolph Hitler millions of Jews were killed. Some of the most inhumane things were done to them. It wasn't enough just to kill them, they were gassed, skinned, and burned to death. They were hauled in cattle cars, not knowing that they were going to be murdered shortly.

Why the hatred of the Jews? Ask a hundred people and you would get that many different answers.
It is well documented that the Jewish bankers in the past have financed both sides of conflicts, and after the war was over they required the people on both sides to repay the money borrowed. This created a distrust of the Jews.

Before WW2 they were associated with the socialists, and communists; this increased the anti-Semitic attitude among the people, and was something Hitler took advantage of, and used it to bring himself into power. The Jews through it all; suffered death and much pain, but survived to claim a homeland for themselves.

After the six day war with Egypt it was reported that one Israeli said. ”We don't need GOD, we now have tanks.” Those words should NOT have been said.

AEF in Iraq should not have spoken these words:
“The existence of Israel is an error which must be rectified. This is our opportunity to wipe out the ignominy which has been with us since 1948. Our goal is clear-to wipe Israel off the map.”

The fate of Israel depends upon on the coalition formed by the democratic nations. Israel cannot stand alone against the hundreds of millions of Muslims.

There isn't a Muslim any where, that doesn't want Israel destroyed, and for Palestine to be returned to the Muslim people. Saddam Hussein had hoped that when he attacked Israel, the surrounding nations would join him, but when they didn't his attempt to destroy Israel failed.

Today we have a president who favors the Muslim nations over the Israeli’s. Should the Israeli’s need help, I doubt it would be forth coming from him, due to the length and cost of the last the two conflicts we are now involved in.

America can't go it alone when faced with the prospect of fighting two billion Muslim people. Our coalition friends have had enough of these wars that have killed their sons and caused them great debt which they can't afford.

Because of our dependence on oil, America has financed the spread of the Muslim cause, and will continue to do so; if the present administration has anything to say about it.

Senators Feinstein and Boxer have led the way in defeating the use of domestic oil reserves, and the research and development of new energy sources. They will continue to do so as long as they are in congress.
As a citizen I feel helpless to do anything about the situation for the only thing I can do is to cast a ballot on Election Day, and so far that hasn't done any good.

So now I will try Prayer!

Psalms 122:6 Pray for the peace of Jerusalem; those who love you shall be blessed.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010


Perhaps you can remember back a few years when an outstanding basketball player, played for U.C.L.A.  His name was Ferdinand Lewis Alcindor. He became influenced by the muslin roots in his sophomore year in high school, and is quoted as saying to his mother; “I hate every drop of white blood in me.” After his college days, he declared he was a Muslim, and now his name was Kareem Abdul-Jabbar. There is no question he was a great player and his influence was felt broadly.

There was also a man named Cassius Clay who was one of the greatest boxers who ever fought. The time came when he felt he should declare he was a Muslim, and his name was now Muhammad Ali. He declared his allegiance to his god. To most people there was no clue as to the hidden agenda these men were following, but the time came, when they were successful, they came forth stating who they were, and what they believed. There was no timidity in their pronouncement only resolve.

Today there many in the sports world that have followed their lead. All this causes me to think, I wonder who will be the next person who is famous to declare “I am a Muslim”. In order to get our attention they will need to be someone who has had to conceal this because it would hinder them from rising to the high position they now hold. It could be a judge, a senator, someone who controls the military or someone else who could take over our lives and one by one our freedoms.

Someone who would demean Christianity by saying Christianity isn't America’s faith; we have many equal faiths in this country. Perhaps it could be someone who will run for reelection when his present term is over. Perhaps it could be a person, whose name already sounds like a Muslim name!

It would be someone who favors the Muslim countries over Israel.  Someone who will declare his allegiance to the Muslin god after he wins his reelection, his "coming out" as to who he really is, and not the person he pretends to be.

Maybe he will even attend a Christian church in order to add to the illusion. Going to a church doesn't make you a Christian. If it did, the devil would have been saved long ago, for he shows up in church at every meeting. He likes to sow discord among the brethren.

Proverbs 24:33-34 Sleep a little. Doze a little. Fold your hands, and twiddle your
thumbs. Suddenly poverty hits you and everything is gone!

When the roaring lion comes, we are to resist him steadfast in the faith. I'm not sure but I think I just heard something like a big cat growling.