Pup Has to Live and Learn

Remember the first time this happened to you? There you are with a nice sand castle, or a nice big hole in the sand, and along comes the ocean and ruins it.

Mr. Puppy discovers that he, like King Canute, can’t command the tide not to come in. All he can do is complain to his human.

Our Mail-In Ballots!

You Should Really Sign Up for a Mail-In Ballot. Here's How to Do It

We got Patty’s mail-in ballot today. Wahoo. Just fill it out and send it in. None of that bother with a poll worker checking your signature to make sure you’re you. Nobody watching to see who actually goes into the voting booth. No more of those annoying safeguards to preserve the integrity of the election! Just fill it out and send it in.

All for our own good, of course. To protect us from the Pandemic. But there are always diseases in the environment. Is it going to be mail-in votes from now on?

The only comfort I can find in all this is that Democrats are expending their resources to cheat in states which they’re going to win anyway. Why they bother to cheat in solid Blue States is beyond me. They must have money to burn.

We have opened wide the door to voter fraud and begged it to come in. Democrats will see how many votes they need to win and presto! The ballots will magically appear. If they need half a million more votes, that’s how many they’ll find. All they need is a functional printing press.

This is a shameful day in our history. If our republic can survive, it won’t be because Democrats didn’t try to tear it down.

God help us.

 

Bonus, ‘The Last Rose of Summer’

Summer’s over, fall is here. A summer without baseball, without a vacation, without a backyard cookout with the neighbors: without a lot of things. But we did have birds and butterflies, and flowers, and God’s blue sky, green grass, and shining sun.

Thomas Moore wrote poems that bring a tear to the eye; The Last Rose of Summer is one of them. Andre Rieu and his orchestra perform it here.

Without Christ, the losses would be unbearable; but He said, “Behold, I make all things new” (Rev. 21:5) And we believe Him.

An Embarrassment of Riches

The Witches - Everything Macbeth

“Excuse me–is this the Biden rally?”

Gee! Which bad nooze should I cover this morning? There’s so much to choose from! I guess that’s always the case when a country is teetering on the edge of destruction and its enemies are yelling “Jump! Jump!”

So what should it be? California Gov. Gavin Noisome pledging to phase out the internal combustion engine by 2035–does he plan to still be governor in 2035? Or how about that big-hearted Democrat governor of Virginia, who says whenever there’s a botched abortion, just let the baby die. And ooh-ooh! Michigan’s Democrat governor sez her state will be “carbon-neutral” by 2050! I know witches live a long time, but that’s ridiculous. And I’m not sure what, exactly, “carbon-neutral” means, but I suspect it has something to do with Them taking away your air conditioning.

Or I could just cover the riots, ’cause there’s always riots now–somehow that’s supposed to get Democrats elected–or the drive to canonize Ruth Bader Ginsberg, or maybe the latest Hunter Biden crime festival… How do you choose?

A prayer:

O Lord our God! For the sake of ten just men, you would have spared Sodom. For the sake of those of us who call upon your name, and pray to you for deliverance, spare our America! Your enemies are our enemies, O Lord: tread them underfoot, and knock their hands from our throats. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

‘Why Humanism Leads to Statism’

An Urgent Message from Mark Rushdoony

(Good stuff at the Chalcedon website this week; I’m happy to share it with you.)

Mark Rushdoony has hit the bullseye with this one. Humanism always leads to statism.

https://chalcedon.edu/blog/why-humanism-leads-to-statism

Humanists get rid of God, leaving the state–that is, themselves–as the highest possible authority. I know it’s hard to account for what happens next without a concept of Original Sin–but as Christians we have that concept, so we can understand humanism’s inevitable drift into tyranny. The alternative, with every fat-head parading around as his own god, can only be anarchy; but they can’t keep that going for any length of time.

Mark puts it in a nutshell: “The problem is too much power.”

Build the state down, not up!

Our liberties depend on it.

 

My Newswithviews Column, Sept. 24 (‘The Ideology of Playing God’)

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Huff-puff, already running late! Anyway, here’s my Newswithviews column for the week.

I don’t think normal people will ever understand just how warped and lunatic the Far Left is. Having abandoned the real God, they worship themselves and their creations.

The Ideology of Playing God

We are in clear and present danger of falling into these weird people’s hands, now that they have a whole political party to call their own.

America will never be a safe haven for freedom until the Democrat Party is permanently put out of business.

‘Who’s Buried in Alexander the Great’s Tomb?’ (2013)

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This was big, big news in 1991–the discovery of Alexander the Great’s tomb. No end of excitement!

Who’s Buried in Alexander the Great’s Tomb?

The excitement went away when the discoverer mentioned that mystical talking snakes had revealed the secret to her. Nor did it help her cause, that she couldn’t show the tomb to anybody.

If you’re planning to unveil a centuries-old mystery, try not to rely on the testimony of talking snakes.

‘Will the Circle Be Unbroken’

People first heard this hymn in 1907–Will the Circle Be Unbroken, sung here by Randy Travis. It’s on the list of Your Favorite Hymns, so here it is… by popular demand.

If you have a favorite hymn, or half a dozen favorite hymns, you’d like to share, just let us know. It’s time to re-load the list.

Cats & Their Exotic Friends

Short but very sweet–cats being friends with monkeys, a horse, an owl, and a baby gorilla.

Our cat Henry used to sit and watch our painted turtle by the hour–I’m sure I don’t know why. The turtle used to go into his “Feed me!” routine, fully confident that Henry would oblige him. It was an odd little friendship.

Chugging Along with ‘Behold!’

His Mercy Endureth Forever by Lee Duigon | NOOK Book (eBook) | Barnes &  Noble®

Well, how about a book update, then? And meanwhile the latest addition to my Bell Mountain series, His Mercy Endureth Forever, doesn’t seem to have quite hit the mark on amazon.com.

Every day it doesn’t rain, I’m outside, writing Behold!, longhand on a legal pad. I got a nice piece of it done this morning.

But if you’re going to ask me, “Behold what?”, I’m afraid I don’t yet know. The title just popped into my head, so I used it. I suppose I could change the title, but I like to write these books according to the guidance I receive from the Lord, day by day. So I still don’t know what anybody in the story is going to behold. I’ve been in this situation many times before, though, and the Lord has never left me hanging.

Sometimes writing a novel is like playing chess. You have all these pieces to move, and if you can steer them into the right configuration, you’ll be in position to deliver checkmate. In the novel you’re moving characters, not chessmen; and for the story to turn out right, each character has to be moved into the right place to deliver the story’s climax.

With this book I feel like something’s got to come together soon because the warm weather won’t last but a month or two longer and I just can’t write fiction indoors. Too many distractions. But if it’s really cold outside, the ink won’t come out of my pen.

I wouldn’t say no to some prayers for this book.