March certainly came in like a lion, but isn't so sure she's going to go out like a lamb. At least we've got two more days to find out, and I sure hope she decides to be lamb-like.
"The earth is the Lord's and the fullness thereof, the world and they that dwell therein..." Psalm 24:1
Sunday, March 29, 2009
...Out Like a Lamb?
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Shattering
"We're not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be." ~ C.S. Lewis



"The pain of our shattered plans is for the purpose of scattered grace." ~ John Piper
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Flying Quickly Away
Prior to last fall's election we watched the news one night which announced the passage of the first Bail-Out bill. Besides being shocked and awed by the unbelievably tremendous amount of dollars involved, we were even more shocked by the fact that the Government Camel had firmly and solidly thrust its head into the tent of the private sector, of your life and mine. As we listened to the news reports that evening, I told John that we were witness to the beginning of a coup - a coup on the rights, freedoms, and liberty of the American people - and since then, with each passing day, our liberties continue to fly out the door as the Government Camel crowds further and further into the tent.
The latest move of the camel goes even beyond nationalization of the banking industry. Treasury Secretary Timothy Geithner has now "asked Congress...to give the White House unprecedented powers to seize large insurers, investment firms and hedge funds..." Unprecedented powers to seize. That phrase should send chills down your spine. Our Constitutional rights, our freedoms and liberties are flying away.
Furthermore, the New York Times reports that Obama's Administration is calling "for increased oversight of executive pay at all banks, Wall Street firms and possibly other companies as part of a plan to overhaul financial regulation..." Obama's all-out war on wealth continues to ramp up steam, but the American people must realize that this attack is not on "Them", it's on "Us." Any government regulation on the private business sector is regulation on the private citizen and his ability to conduct his business and his life. Our Constitutional rights, our freedoms and liberties are flying away.
So what to do about the Government Camel taking over our tent? I can send all the tea bags to Washington I want (and I will); I can mail red envelope after red envelope (and I have); I can email my Representatives and the White House (and I do): but if true, principled, conservative leadership does not arise, the America we grew up in - the Land of the Free - will not be the America our children and grandchildren will grow up in, for our rights, freedoms, and liberties will have flown.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Dogs Jumping
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
St. Patrick's Breastplate
"St. Patrick's Breastplate has taken its place as one of the favorites in our little Parish community. It was written by the venerable saint himself, who was born in Ireland way back in the year 372. The song is set to a traditional Irish hymn melody and is not an easy feat to sing, for it trips merrily up and down and all around the scale.
Today I dedicate St. Patrick's Breastplate to our little Beau. It was sung in his honor at his memorial, and I know that he trips merrily along with St. Patrick himself in the emerald fields of heaven.
By invocation of the same, the Three in One, and One in Three.
I bind this day to me forever, by pow'r of faith, Christ's incarnation;
His coming at the day of doom: I bind unto myself today.
Christ be with me, Christ within me, Christ behind me, Christ before me, Christ beside me, Christ to win me, Christ to comfort and restore me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ in quiet, Christ in danger, Christ in hearts of all that love me, Christ in mouth of friend and stranger.
The whiteness of the moon at even, the flashing of the lightning free,
The whirling wind's tempestuous shocks, the stable earth, the deep salt sea
Around the old eternal rocks.
His might to stay, His ear to hearken to my need,
The wisdom of my God to teach, His hand to guide, His shield to ward,
The word of God to give me speech, His heav'nly host to be my guard.
I bind unto myself the Name, the strong name of the Trinity;

By invocation of the same, The Three in One, and One in Three;
Of whom all nature hath creation, Eternal Father, Spirit, Word.
Praise to the Lord of my salvation: Salvation is of Christ the Lord.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Why Should We Be Surprised?
Why is everyone reacting with shock and surprise when Bail-Out Recipient AIG execs were paid over $165 million in bonuses? AIG's mismanagement was rewarded, so what other lesson would they learn? Screw up - get bailed out - screw up again. It's just business as usual. If any corporation or individual has been foolish with their assets, they should experience the consequences (fail), learn the lessons, and proceed again in a wiser fashion. Quit bailing out the losers! But when you do, don't be surprised at what they do next.
One thing that concerns me greatly, though, is that there is talk in Congress to tax the AIG exec's bonuses - even as much as 100%. As much as I think AIG's actions have been deplorable, setting the precedence of taxing bonuses at 100% is dangerous. It opens up a whole Pandora's box of new taxes on honest people.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Sometimes He Calms the Storm
All who sail the sea of faith
Find out before too long
How quickly blue skies can grow dark
And gentle winds grow strong.
Suddenly fear is like white water
Pounding on the soul,
Still we sail on knowing
That our Lord is in control.
With a whispered "Peace, be still."
He can settle any sea
But it doesn't mean He will.
Sometimes He holds us close
And lets the wind and waves go wild,
Sometimes He calms the storm
And other times He calms His child.
That we pass through in life,
And though we're shaken
We cannot be pulled apart from Christ.
No matter how the driving rain beats down
On those who hold to faith,
A heart of trust will always
Be a quiet peaceful place.
~ Scott Krippayne
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