So now it’s out in all its glory, my newest book, His Mercy Endureth Forever.
Has there ever been a time when we were more in need of God’s mercy? Would our fallen world live through another day without it?
This is Book No. 12 in my Bell Mountain series. No. 13, The Wind from Heaven, is being edited and will, I hope, be published next year.
Would you rather read a cracking good fantasy/adventure novel, or watch the nooze?
Guranteed 100% free of current politics!
In case anyone has forgotten–see? Left-wing loons have been talking up violence for years, agitating for it, hoping for it, rooting for it, wanting it. And now they’ve got it.
They’re doing their utmost to bring this country down. Really. Not a figure of speech.
Sponsored entirely by the Democrat Party, which expects to receive your vote this November.
Wait’ll you see what you receive from them.
This is a wonderful rendition of Amazing Grace by Tennessee Ernie Ford, recorded in 1964.
Make a joyful noise unto the Lord!
Upon my word (how often do you get to say that?), these dogs are eccentric as cats. Look where they sleep. Curled up in a bowl of puppy chow. German shepherd in the clothes dryer. Trying to sleep on two beds at once. Some of those positions don’t look all that comfortable.
We have no king but Jesus Christ.
Please join me in prayer for our country.
O Lord our God, we are in a bad way and we won’t get through this evil time without your help. The wicked run wild, convinced their time has come and that they can win by crime and violence, lies and subterfuge, what they could never gain by lawful means.
Is this how America is to be governed from now on–with rioting, rage, and tyranny?
We have sinned, both wickedly and foolishly, and who could blame you if you turned your back on us? We have followed not only false prophets, but insane and foolish prophets, too, and gained nothing by it but trouble. Nevertheless we call upon your name, we plead for your protection.
Exert your strength on us, O Lord, and pull us back from the brink of self-destruction. Open our minds, open our hearts, and bring us to our senses. Lead us through the door of national repentance and turn us, O God: turn us back to you, and cause your face to shine; and then we shall be saved.
In Jesus’ name, for Jesus’ sake, Amen.
I think we need these from time to time. They’re just so funny!
I remember a night I covered a Marlboro Council meeting, and one of the persons who’d signed up for “citizens’ voice” tried to come on as the next Perry Mason. He proposed to cross-examine his wife: “Did you, or did you not…?” Two more minutes and the audience would’ve started throwing chairs at him.
The lawyers in these examples ought to be in sitcoms. They’re wasted in the courtroom.
I don’t know about you, but I thought we already had more “social distancing” than was good for us before the Chinese Communist Death Virus hit us. Did we even know the names of all our neighbors? Did we pass by the same people every day and never say hello? Did we take each other for granted?
Oh, but that was not enough! Other people carry germs! Back off, back off! Come no closer than six feet, please!
Well, hang it all, I want to hug somebody! I want to shake hands. I want to pat somebody on the back. We are human beings, not robots. We are mammals, warm-blooded: from time to time we need a cuddle. I want to bang around with my friends on the basketball court.
Once upon a time they used to quarantine the sick. Now we quarantine the healthy. What sense is that?
Once upon a time we had laws–publicly proposed, publicly debated, openly voted upon by our chosen representatives. Now we get “mandates” handed down by whoever’s king or queen for the day.
It’s time for America to go back to being America.
Please don’t settle for anything but the real thing!
From police body camera footage: the death of Tony Timpa
In 2016, in Dallas, a mental patient named Tony Timpa called police for help because he hadn’t had his medication and was afraid of what would happen to him. By the time police arrived, he was pretty far gone. So they held him down, and knelt on his neck… and killed him (https://www.nytimes.com/2019/08/01/us/tony-timpa-dallas-police-body-cam.html).
When the findings in this case were made public last year, what happened?
Nothing. Certainly not riots coast-to-coast in dozens of major cities. No one cared what had happened to Tony Timpa.
When exactly the same thing happened to George Floyd in Minneapolis a few days ago, the whole country went up in smoke. If the riots don’t stop, the president may find it necessary to call in the military to make them stop.
Why did these two virtually identical death-in-police-custody cases have such vastly different effects on our country?
Is there a psychic in the house?
100% pure crapola
Now that Democrat governors are letting armed robbers, rapists, murderers, and car thieves out of jail so they don’t catch the Chinese Communist Death Virus, lots and lots of prison space has been opened up which can be used to confine the real enemies of the people: mis-genderers.
But what if there were a way to make the Hate Crime of mis-gendering… impossible?
I know, I know–liberals would get downhearted if they thought they’d never be able to imprison people for inane pseudo-crimes invented by totally useless academics. Why even be in government if you can’t jail people for no reason?
But making coherent communication impossible might be just as much fun!
This was the hymn I just had to have today. I got to singing it while I was doing the dishes last night, and I didn’t want to stop. Jesus Saves, sung by the students of Fountainview Academy on their visit to Prague.