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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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Friday, May 22, 2015

At the Supermarket ... Thx Ramey H!


Best Email Of The Day! Probably one of the BEST I have ever had!! 
                                   
 
As I came out of the supermarket that sunny day, pushing my cart of groceries towards my car,  I saw an old man with the hood of his car up   and a lady sitting inside the car, with the door   open.
The old man was looking at the engine.
I put my groceries away in my car, and continued to watch the old gentleman from about twenty     five feet away. 
 
I saw a young man in his early twenties with a grocery bag in his arm walking towards the old man. The old gentleman saw him coming too, and took a few steps towards him.
 
I saw the old gentleman point to his open hood and say something. The young man put his grocery bag into what looked like a brand newCadillac Escalade. He then turned back to the old man. I heard him yell at the old gentleman saying:  "You shouldn't even be allowed to drive a car at your age." And     then with a wave of his hand, he got in his car and peeled rubber out of     the parking lot.
I saw the old gentleman pull out his handkerchief, and mop his brow as he went back to his car and again looked at the engine. He then went to his wife and spoke with her; he appeared to tell her it would be okay.
I had seen enough, and I approached the old man.
He saw me coming and stood straight, and as I got near him I said, 'Looks like you're having a     problem.' 
 
He smiled sheepishly, and quietly nodded his head.
I looked under the hood myself, and knew that  whatever the problem was, it was beyond me.
Looking around, I saw  a gas station up the road, and I told the old man that I would be right back. I drove to the station and I went inside. I saw three attendants working on cars. I approached one of   them, and related the problem the old man had with his car. I offered to pay them if they could follow me back down and help him
The old man had pushed the heavy car under the shade of a tree and appeared to be comforting his wife. When he saw us he straightened up and thanked me for my help. As the mechanics diagnosed the problem (overheated engine), spoke with the old gentleman.
 
When I shook hands with him earlier, he had noticed my Marine Corps ring and had commented about it, telling me that he had been a Marine too. I nodded and asked the usual question, 'What outfit did you serve with?'
 
He had mentioned that he served with the first Marine Division at Tarawa, Saipan, Iwo Jima and Guadalcanal ...
 
He had hit all the big ones and retired from the Corps after the war was over. As we talked we heard the car engine come on and saw the  mechanics lower the hood. They came over to us as the old man reached for his wallet, but was stopped by me. I told him I would just put the bill on my AAA card.
 
He still reached for the wallet and handed me a card that I assumed had his name and address on it and I stuck it in my pocket. We shook hands  all around again, and I said my goodbye's to his wife.
I then told the two mechanics that I would follow them back up to the station. Once at the station, I told them that they had interrupted their own jobs to come along with me and help the old man. I said I wanted to pay for the help, but they refused to charge me.
One of them pulled out a card from his pocket, looking exactly like the card the old man had given to me. Both of the men told me then that  they were Marine Corps Reserves. Once again we shook hands all around and as I was leaving, one of them told me I should look at the card the old man had given to me. I said I would and drove off.
 
For some reason I had     gone about two blocks, when I pulled over and took the card out of my     pocket and looked at it for a long, long time. The name of the old gentleman was on the card in golden leaf and under his name was written: 'Congressional Medal of Honor Society.' 
I sat there motionless, looking at the card and  reading it over and over. I looked up from the card and smiled to no one but myself and marveled that on this day, four Marines had all come together because one of us needed help. He was an old man all right, but it felt good to have stood next to greatness and courage, and an honor to have been in his presence.
 
Remember,  OLD men  like him gave you FREEDOM for America .  Thanks to those who served and still serve, and to all of those who supported them, and who continue to support them.
 
America   is  not  at war.   The U.S. Military is at war.   America is at the Mall.   If you don't stand behind our troops, PLEASE feel free to stand in front of them!
Remember, Freedom  IS NOT free.  Thousands have paid the price, so  you can enjoy what you have today.
LET'S DO THIS -JUST 36 WORDS:
GOD OUR FATHER, WALK THROUGH MY HOUSE AND TAKE AWAY ALL MY WORRIES; AND PLEASE WATCH OVER AND HEAL MY FAMILY; AND PLEASE PROTECT OUR FREEDOMS, AND WATCH OVER OUR TROOPS, ‘WHO ARE DEFENDING THOSE FREEDOMS. 
AMEN. 
                                                                               
 
            IN GOD WE TRUST,
GOVERNMENT - NOT SO MUCH!

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