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Almost 6 years ago…

   Posted by: John

I decided that I have way too much stuff out there on the server so I started going through some of it.  I came across something I wrote on November 9, 2006.  It was obviously a post I wrote for a blog, but I did not have one then.  So I must have written it as a guest post for Mark’s blog (which, at the time, was entirely different than what it is now).  I must have a gift for prognostication as most of what I put in there has come true.  In this case, it has not been a good thing.

So, for your reading pleasure, here’s what I wrote more than 5 years ago, right after a mid-term election.

I realize that I have not posted here in a long time.  I’ve just been way too busy.  There just does not seem to be that much time any more to get everything done.  Ah, the benefits of working.

However, I feel the need to post a couple of comments about the past election.

1)      Republicans deserved to lose, mainly because they have not acted like the conservatives they claimed to be.  I do not feel that there are many conservatives left, so getting people elected to congress who are going to be worth it is difficult at best.

2)      Democrats who won over incumbent Republicans did so mostly by claiming they are the conservatives.  I don’t believe them.

3)      Now that both houses of congress are under liberal control (can’t get much worse than Pelosi and Reid), hang on to your pocketbooks.  If you thought that past few years of spendaholics was bad, just you wait.

4)      Bush needs to use his veto pen many, many times over the next two years.  If he goes along with tons of new congressional spending there will be a liberal in the White House in 2 years.  People are sick of massive government spending.

5)      If we have a liberal congress and president in 2 years, with the current leadership or similar in place, welcome back to the Carter years.  We will have rising inflation, rising unemployment, rising interest rates, PLUS the constant threat of terrorism within our borders, increasing crime like you wouldn’t believe, and God-fearing Christians will be increasingly persecuted for standing up for their beliefs.  Some of this will be muted by individual state laws, but the federal agenda will promote it.

6)      If, on the other hand, the now powerful liberals act like the liberals we have come to know and love, and fulfill the agenda they have said they wanted, which is to raise taxes, impeach Bush, investigate everything they can, leave Iraq hanging in the breeze, and generally ruin every good thing that has happened the past several years, and if Bush will play conservative and do everything he can to keep all of it from happening, there is a good chance that in 2 years, sanity can prevail. 

7)      In the mean time, do things that will keep the bad effects of government to a minimum.  Pay off your credit cards.  Put some money aside.  Store some food.  Purchase ammunition.  Do your job well so you are a valued employee, not a liability.  In short, spend the next couple of years getting your position in life into as good of a place as you can, because the storm is likely coming.

Now, you might think from some of this that I am somewhat depressed.  Not even.  I think that we have the opportunity to get our individual ducks in a row in spite of what our national leadership is doing.  Anything that congress does now will take some time to have an effect.  The Bush tax cuts have taken several years to make the national economy what it is now.  It will take some time for detrimental things to have the opposite effect.  All I am saying is take advantage of the current times to put yourself in a good position and pray mightily that it doesn’t change.

Since writing this, items 3, 4 and 5 have pretty much happened as written, with the bonus of high energy prices thrown in.  And if you don’t think Christians aren’t being persecuted, witness the political battles over abortion and so-called birth control rights. 

Keep in mind that I wrote this before I ever heard of the current pResident.  I see him as the destroyer of all that is good and right. 

And #7 applies now more than ever.  I do not think the storm has hit yet.  Just wait until the race wars start.


The Hill

   Posted by: John

He stood, pushed his hat back and looked.  Sweat trickled off his forehead and he wiped it out of his eyes.  It had been a difficult climb to reach the hill’s summit.  There was no trail and loose rocks covered the steep and uneven slope.  But, he thought, it had been worth it, even in the heat of the afternoon. 

Around him lay the land in all of God’s glory, miles of it in every direction.  His hill was higher than most of the others he could see nearby.  The rolling landscape lay covered in rocks, brush and weeds.  Far away he could see mountains, snow covered and distant, like guardians over the lower terrain.  Closer by, a small river wound its way through the valleys.  It was good water, he knew, as he had filled his canteen earlier that morning.  He took a drink now, wishing the water was as cold and fresh as it had been four hours earlier. 

There was not another human for miles, he thought.  The forbidding landscape was striking in its brown and rocky appearance.  Beautiful, yet not what people would seek to discover.  It did not fit the usual scenic mold, he decided, because it lacked the green of trees and flower filled meadows.  No, this was different and he was seeing what others avoided. 

Soon it was time to head back to camp.  He reluctantly started down the hill, knowing it would take time to make it back to his horse and tent.  Yes, he thought, it had been worth it.  The memory of this place would bring him back again, eager to see what others would not.  This place would be waiting for him, ready to take him away from the formalities of life.  Just God and nature and him…wondering, pondering, feeling…and knowing where he stood in the grand design of life.


The Stage

   Posted by: John

The stage sits in quiet solitude, still and silent, solid, yet ignored for the moment.  The crowd murmurs, people conversing among themselves, mindless of the place that awaits the performance.  There is activity behind, frenzied people adjusting costumes and makeup, looking for items they will use.  But soon the time will arrive, and boots and shoes will step on the stage.  Until then, though, the stage must wait.

Now the lights dim and the murmur fades.  Music plays, and people enter the stage.  It is the center of attention, quiet yet ready to play it`s part.  Shoes and boots thump and tap over the stage, a lively dance to lively music.  The stage endures the pounding feet, never flinching.  The dance is over, replaced by words.  Words of anger, words of passion, words of betrayal, words of humor, words of love.  The stage listens to them all, providing strength and meaning, giving place to them.  More dancing, a swordfight, a chase, a kiss, a bow.

Now the performance is over.  Applause fills the room.  The stage stands with quiet dignity, not bowing but silently acknowledging it`s part.  Soon the audience and actors are gone, the lights turned out.  The stage stands in the darkness, resting quietly.  Tomorrow is another performance, and the stage will play it`s part again, prominent, the center of attention.  Such is it`s life, giving itself to humor, drama and music in quiet strength and dignity.