Would you believe it? We used to sing this in high school, in assembly. Well, they put a stop to that, didn’t they? But I don’t want to get angry in introducing a hymn.
Faith of Our Fathers, sung by Bing Crosby.
And might I observe that we don’t know the half of what God has done, by way of watching over our country.
Is it just me being sappier than usual, or is there something especially sweet and beautiful about this video? What gorgeous cats! What sweet little babies! Just about brought tears to my eyes. I think we’re getting a look at something that’s a foretaste of what God has in store for us who love Him.
I’d better go wash some dishes.
I was talking to Susan on the phone this morning, and she told me, “Spring is on the way–the frogs are calling.”
The wood frog, with its characteristic black raccoon-mask, is almost always the first critter to come out of hibernation. These little guys can really take the cold: you can even find them in Alaska. Sometimes they can almost freeze solid during hibernation–but not quite. As long as they don’t die, they’ll thaw out all right. They want to be ready for when God gives them their cue to come onstage.
God’s stuff: world without end, Amen. And this is Mr. Nature, signing off.
I entered into a conversation today about current events with the clerk at the health food store: we both wanted to understand why our culture has grown so increasingly coarse and savage. When I said it was because of foolish and wicked policies pursued by certain of our nation’s leaders over the years, I received an answer that surprised me. Let me paraphrase, briefly.
“It doesn’t matter who’s in power–they’re all the same! Republicans and Democrats, right and left, conservative and liberal: they all believe exactly the same things, they all do exactly the same things, they all pay no attention to the people, and so I don’t care about politics because we simply have no power and nothing we say or do can influence those politicians in any way!”
“All right,” I said, “let me relate to you something that one of our Democrat state assemblymen said on TV in a newscast, years ago.” It was circa 1980, in response to a rather nasty pedophilia case. “Let me tell you what this guy said, and then you can try to name one conservative, one Republican, who would have said a thing like this.”
“It doesn’t matter what he said! They’re all alike! Any other politician would have said exactly the same thing!”
“But I haven’t told you yet what it was.”
So what did this man say? He said, “We must also consider the interests of the child sex abuse community.” As if it were a voting bloc that he was interested in courting.
No, I haven’t made it up. That is what he said. But it made no impression on my friend the clerk.
“They’ve changed our country in all these awful ways,” I said, “because the people never stood up to them and stopped them. Too many just sat back and removed themselves from any concern for public business. They gave up having any say in what is done.”
“Well, I don’t care! I’ve removed myself! I refuse to take any interest in politics at all. Because they’re all the same and they don’t care.”
I just couldn’t budge her.
How many Americans think like that? I guess it takes a load off their minds: nothing we can do about it, ever, so why bother to try?
But I say that if we really and truly can’t find any decent leaders, then it’s high time we grew some of our own. Because nobody ever won anything by waving a white flag and giving up.
(Thanks to Susan for the tip)
Tucker Carlson asked, last night, why America’s airports, with their captive audiences waiting for their flights, show CNN–widely disrespected as a hotbed of left-biased fraudulent nooze and non-stop Trump bashing.
Well, fan my brow! CNN is in the airports because… CNN pays the airports for the privilege: $150,000 a year buys a lot of privilege.
Confound it! Why didn’t my publishers think of that! Think how many people would read my books if they were paid for doing it. But my publishers can’t go schnorring to George Soros every time they need more money; and besides which, that would be dirty money, tainting the hand that touches it.
Now we want to know why so many doctors’ offices, on their waiting room TV, show those awful soap operas.
In any dealings one might have with leftids, always remember one thing: it’s all about projection. Whatever they damn anybody else for doing, they themselves are doing it. It’s always projection.
No one outdoes the Left in America for racism, hate speech, bitterness, mean-mindedness, or pure insanity. No one even comes close.
https://newswithviews.com/second-thoughts-about-free-speech/
Look at this–eight years ago, this item was posted, and the topic is still with us. Income equality! Hot dog! Democrats are going to give us Income Equality!
Aren’t we all a bit too old for fairy tales?
https://leeduigon.com/2011/11/23/fantasy-disguised-as-politics/
When He Was on the Cross, I was on His Mind, by John Starnes: this one’s for Erlene, who suggested it yesterday, and for Phoebe. These two members of our fellowship have been suffering with illness this week, and they need our prayers. Some of you have already started praying for them. Let’s all join in.
O Lord Our God, in the name of our most perfect healer, Jesus Christ your Son, two of our fellowship are down and we ask you, in Jesus’ name, to raise them back up: for we know that you can do all things. Please, Father, restore these our sisters to good health: in Jesus’ name, Amen.
Requested by Susan: the Norton Hall Band performing All Creatures of Our God and King.
You know me. My idea of a hymn is a lady in a flowered dress playing the piano, with ordinary people singing along like they really mean it. But here we have a classic hymn with a modern musical arrangement–and it’s great! Thank you, Susan.
You know how, if you don’t stay on top of it and regularly delete lots and lots of stuff, you suddenly wind up with ten thousand emails? And you can’t find any of the important items because they’re lost in a sea of junk?
Well, tonight this genius machine has decided not to let me delete emails anymore. I will have to wake up my wife to see if she can fix it.
My editor’s computer has decided to receive only some of its emails some of the time.
We’ll never create genuine artificial intelligence; but we have truly mastered artificial stupidity.
Excuse me for a moment… EEEEYAAAAH—!