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I wish to incite all Christians to rise up and take back the United States of America with all of God's manifold blessings. We want the free allowance of the Bible and prayers allowed again in schools, halls of justice, and all governing bodies. We don't seek a theocracy until Jesus returns to earth because all men are weak and power corrupts the very best of them.
We want to be a kinder and gentler people without slavery or condescension to any.

The world seems to be in a time of discontent among the populace. Christians should not fear. God is Love, shown best through Jesus Christ. God is still in control. All Glory to our Creator and to our God!


A favorite quote from my good friend, Jack Plymale, which I appreciate:

"Wars are planned by old men,in council rooms apart. They plan for greater armament, they map the battle chart, but: where sightless eyes stare out, beyond life's vanished joys, I've noticed,somehow, all the dead and mamed are hardly more than boys(Grantland Rice per our mutual friend, Sarah Rapp)."

Thanks Jack!

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Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Special poem... Thanks Ramey Sonny Hoskins!

BEAUTIFUL BUT SAD



Daddy's Poem





Her hair was up in a pony tail,

her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy's Day at school,

and she couldn't wait to go.



But her mommy tried to tell her,

that she probably should stay home

Why the kids might not understand,

if she went to school alone.



But she was not afraid;

she knew just what to say.

What to tell her classmates

of why he wasn't there today.



But still her mother worried,

for her to face this day alone.

And that was why once again,

she tried to keep her daughter home.



But the little girl went to school

eager to tell them all.

About a dad she never sees,

a dad who never calls.



There were daddies along the wall in

back, for everyone to meet.

Children squirming impatiently,

anxious in their seats.



One by one the teacher called

a student from the class.

To introduce their daddy,

as seconds slowly passed.



At last the teacher called her name,

every child turned to stare.

Each of them was searching,

a man who wasn't there.



"Where's her daddy at?"

She heard a boy call out.

"She probably doesn't have one,"

another student dared to shout.



And from somewhere near the back,

she heard a daddy say,

"Looks like another deadbeat dad,

too busy to waste his day."





The words did not offend her,

as she smiled up at her Mom.

And looked back at her teacher, who

told her to go on.



And with hands behind her back,

slowly she began to speak.

And out from the mouth of a child,

came words incredibly unique.



"My Daddy couldn't be here,

because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be,

since this is such a special day.



And though you cannot meet him,

I wanted you to know.

All about my daddy,

and how much he loves me so.



He loved to tell me stories

he taught me to ride my bike.

He surprised me with pink roses,

and taught me to fly a kite.





We used to share fudge sundaes,

and ice cream in a cone.

And though you cannot see him.

I'm not standing here alone.



"Cause my daddy's always with me,

even though we are apart

I know because he told me,

he'll forever be in my heart"



With that, her little hand reached up,

and lay across her chest.

Feeling her own heartbeat,

beneath her favorite dress.





And from somewhere there in the crowd

of dads, her mother stood in tears.

Proudly watching her daughter,

who was wise beyond her years.



For she stood up for the love

of a man not in her life.

Doing what was best for her,

doing what was a right.



And when she dropped her hand back

down, staring straight into the crowd.

She finished with a voice so soft,

but its message clear and loud.



"I love my daddy very much,

he's my shining star.

And if he could, he'd be here,

but heaven's just too far.



You see he is an American Soldier

and died just this past year

When a roadside bomb hit his convoy

and taught Americans to fear.



But sometimes when I close my eyes,

it's like he never went away."

And then she closed her eyes,

and saw him there that day.



And to her mother's amazement,

she witnessed with surprise.

A room full of daddies and children,

all starting to close their eyes.



Who knows what they saw before them,

who knows what they felt inside.

Perhaps for merely a second,

they saw him at her side.



"I know you're with me Daddy,"

to the silence she called out.

And what happened next made believers,

of those once filled with doubt.



Not one in that room could explain it,

for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk beside her,

was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.



And a child was blessed, if only for

a moment, by the love of her shining star.

And given the gift of believing,

that heaven is never too far.





They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.



Take the time....to live and love.



Until eternity..



God Bless



There must be many children in the same boat as this little girl, thanks to our servicemen and their families for the sacrifice they are making to keep our country Free.



The ULTIMATE sacrifice is being left behind. Don't forget them.

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