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A Thanksgiving Wish

Saturday, December 25th, 2010

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A Thanksgiving wish

Often times people think and say that Christians are deluded, I am here to tell you that I was trapped in the same delusion myself, until the day I just simply thought, “If Jesus is really there, then surely He Will show me He is.”

I did ask, and he did show me, and now I’m here to tell you. I was deluded, but now, not as much.
The world makes since, and, all the things I used to wonder about: why people do what they do, why things work the way they do, why we struggled and fight. All those questions have been answered, the mystery’s of the world, of the mind, and the spirits, that once pledged me are satisfied; and answered by my Creator,

That hunger for knowledge I used to have is gone, and has been replaced by a hunger for Wisdom,  knowing my Creator, my propitiation and my Savior. Now I strive to be a better person, to love everyone, and help them along their way with their struggles. I still fall to my own desires and selfishness. To often I find myself in my own filth, but it only takes a prayer, a quick request to my God and I put the bottle down, I can trust that he will deliver me from the mess I create with my mouth, I know that he will help me and shine through me. I know that he will give me the love I need to help others.

My new desire is to know and understand my Savior, my Creator, and to live according to his will and purpose. Not to satisfy my lust for control and power, not for my greed of wealth and things, but to help people who are hurting, to aid people in their walks and life, to tell them the truth that I have learned that has delivered me out of the bondage, the wrap ups and hang ups of selfishness and greed, to show them the joy I feel to tell them that it will be OK.

I’m happy with what I have received, I don’t hurt myself and others to have more stuff any more.

I’ve always been afraid of the argument, of being wrong, but that fear is also quickly fading, I am finding myself wanting to let people know that they can be at peace, that they have joy, even though we have people that hate us and want to kill us, we don’t even have to fear that. Because our Creator loves us and protects us, and vengeance is his.

When that point sets in on my mind, I find myself praying for those who want to hurt me and my brothers, and sisters. I hope that God will show them like He showed me. Because I do fear the anger of my Father, and I’m afraid for what my come to those who refuse to listen. I’m not talking about hell, hell is the outcome of  walking away from God, I’m talking about God removing his hand of protection from ones life, God saying,

” Ok, have what YOU want, not whats good for you. Not what I want for you. Go ahead into your lust and selfishness and greed and see where it gets you, but remember this, you may not come back.”

That’s what I fear most for my Brothers and Sisters, because it’s apparent, that day is coming for all of us.

We are already in a delusion, if you don’t agree, pay attention, look to the government and how they are running the show, look to the middle east, look to Korea. we have enough bombs to blow ourselves up several times, and we lean on a philosophy call Mutually Assured destruction!?

How absurd is that? It’s like two people standing with guns pointed at each other. My Dad called it the great Mexican standoff.

This is stupid people! Sooner or later someone will get tired and blink, or lower his weapon, or the other will think, I may be able to shoot him and kill him before he shoots me.

At no point do we say, “Listen, we are brothers! Can we not work things out for the sake of our children?”

Do we say, “lets sit down over dinner and talk”?

No we just hire more people and make deals with others to hold more guns on each other, and then some of those people we arm, switch sides, or go rouge, or think, “ I can end it all in the name of my god.”

All I have to say is Jesus says “Live for me because I died for you” Allah says “Die for me.” They are certainly not the same god, not the same lifestyle or the same message.

What is wrong with us?

I’ll tell you, it’s simple and I thank Jesus on THIS day that he called to me, I listened and answered to him, and he opened my eyes.

The problem with people is,

are you ready for this?

We think we can do better than God.

I think our current state of affairs on this 2010 Thanksgiving Holiday shows that we cannot do better, we are fooling ourselves.

Why not turn around today and give the power back to Him to run things? His LAW was good enough to sustain the Jews for 1900 years without a home land, why do we think we can do better?

They didn’t even do a good job of keeping the law but it still sustained him even after they rejected his Son.

Do you really believe you can do better? I think if we throw away our pride for just a few moments, and really think about it we will know, without a doubt, that we are real screwed up, and we need some Divine help.

The best part is, we just need to ask. Just ask Him, Just ask Jesus. You don’t even have to believe in Him yet, I didn’t, I just wanted to know if it was really about HIM. I just opened my mind to the possibility.

and like he promises he stepped in and showed me, he showed me my life and what it would be without him, and gave me the choice.

I choose HIM and I know you will too. Just ask for the faith to ask, just consider it, and if you prefer to keep your delusion of self then so be it.

I’m just asking, no begging you as a friend and a brother, for you to think about it, open your mind, and silently ask Jesus.

“Jesus, Are you really out there?”

Then see what happens

I pray this note finds you well and blessed,

In the name of my Creator, and Savior, the one who loved us so much that he stepped down, from Heaven to Earth, Lived the example, was beaten and died to pay the price we deserve, then rose from the grave to show us he was TRULY GOD and was bigger than the death we deserve.

Love ya,

EW

PS
If you clicked on this link, consider your self called to a greater purpose, a better life, a greater joy, Peace and fulfillment than you can even imagine right now. If you need help, please let me know.

A poem about reincarnation

Saturday, December 6th, 2008

Reincarnation

 

    ”What does Reincarnation mean?”

    A cowpoke asked his friend.

    His pal replied, “It happens when

    Yer life has reached its end.

    They comb yer hair, and warsh yer neck,

    And clean yer fingernails,

    And lay you in a padded box

    Away from life’s travails.”

 

    ”The box and you goes in a hole,

    That’s been dug into the ground.

    Reincarnation starts in when

    Yore planted ‘neath a mound.

    Them clods melt down, just like yer box,

    And you who is inside.

    And then yore just beginnin’ on

    Yer transformation ride.”

 

    ”In a while, the grass’ll grow

    Upon yer rendered mound.

    Till some day on yer moldered grave

    A lonely flower is found.

    And say a hoss should wander by

    And graze upon this flower

    That once wuz you, but now’s become

    Yer vegetative bower.”

 

    ”The posy that the hoss done ate

    Up, with his other feed,

    Makes bone, and fat, and muscle

    Essential to the steed,

    But some is left that he can’t use

    And so it passes through,

    And finally lays upon the ground

    This thing, that once wuz you.”

 

    ”Then say, by chance, I wanders by

    And sees this upon the ground,

    And I ponders, and I wonders at,

    This object that I found.

    I thinks of reincarnation,

    Of life and death, and such,

    And come away concludin’: ‘Slim,

    You ain’t changed, all that much.’”

 

    © Wallace McRae

My Thanks

Sunday, November 23rd, 2008

This is a little something that I wrote to read at Church today, It went a little long so I just grabbed the points and threw them out, here is the complete version.

When Leeland asked me to give my testimony, my response was, I’ll have to think about it. Then, a few days later, when he reminded me that he was counting on me to get up here today and speak for a few minutes. I muttered a few things under my breath, some that I choose not to repeat in a place of worship, But then, after that, my mind started rolling, I, trying to understand, why was it important for me to speak? Why me?

Then it came to me, like a little whisper, it sounded something like “psst hey dummy, your Mother, Father, and most of your friends are police officers. You work for police officers.  Who else would he ask?

For those who don’t know, my father gave the sate of Missouri 20+ years of his early life, as an Agent. He broke his back on the job 3 times, dislocated his shoulders in an effort to save a family in a flood. Was involved in three shootouts, and fought dozens of forest fires. When I was 8 years old I remember him being rushed to the hospitable because it hurt for him to breath. The Dr’s told my Dad that he could no longer work on the street, it would eventually kill him. He then returned to collage and received his Masters in public administration, and when I was 13 years old we moved to south east Georgia where he had taken the Job as Chief of Police in a small town. He served the rest of his career there trying to build and maintain a Police Department in one of the fastest growing areas in the country. The stress of the job finally got the better of him in 2003 and he retired early. My father enjoyed 5 years of retirement before he was put to rest in January of 2008.

My Mother, began her career in Law enforcement as a dispatcher in the small county where I grew up in Missouri, I remember spending many nights in the jail with her, since they both worked and couldn’t afford a sitter for me, I would spend my after school hours there with my Mom at the dispatch console, at the county jail, It was my job to heat up microwave dinners for the 2 or 3 inmates that we had there. When we moved to Georgia my Mom began work at the submarine base in the 911 center, as a dispatcher. She then became a certified officer herself. After my Dad’s retirement my mother continued her law enforcement career as a Marshall for federal court in Missouri. Where she still serves today.

I myself, at the age of 17 Broke out of the nest and decided to do my own thing, everyone expected me to go into law enforcement, except my Dad, and because that was what everyone expected I did quite the opposite.

I wandered from one job to the next found myself working with computers, strictly by chance, and in an effort to get out of a small town where everyone knew me I moved to Knoxville. At the age of 28 I managed to fall backwards into a technology position at the Sheriff’s office, here in Knox county.

I remember the day I called my dad and told him that I had started working for the Sheriff. His response was “Son, I thought I taught you better than that. Now why would you want to work there?”

I had been doing quite well in what my dad referred to as “the real world”, and he didn’t understand why I would want to put up with the politics, and headaches of government work.

“I miss them dad,” I said, “I miss knowing and working with the police,”

“Well son,” he said, “I guess it’s in your blood, you ran away for ten years, but you have came back.”

Over the next few months I found myself in the whirlwind of gossip and power plays, second guessing, and high school horseplay, that comes along with, what I like to call, “The joy of public safety”.

And I felt right at home.

Who can appreciate a police officer more than one who was raised by 2 of them?

Who knows them better than someone who works with them day and night?

I can say with most certainty that I have learned 95% of everything I know from a Police officer.

And the most important lesson that that an officer has taught me thus far is, that I am most defiantly, NOT a police officer.

See in order to be an Officer you have to be, a little off.

You have to be the kind of person that enjoys working with people. You know, the kind of people that beat their wives, that hurt and neglect their kids, and the ones that want you to raise their kids for them, and the kind of people that have no respect for their fellow man. And you have to treat these people, with dignity and respect, as you put them into the back seat of your car. The car that you, take very good care of, and spend most of your waking hours, this vehicle is your office, your second home. The car that they stink up, and try to destroy, on the way to intake.

These are people that try to bite you, spit in your face, call you every name and or word, that isn’t mentioned in polite company. And you, as an officer, are expected to call them sir or ma’am, and treat them better than they treat their own loved ones.

You are the person, who, deals with everyone on the very worse day of their life. Think about it, Have you ever had a really good day and thought “I’m gonna call 911. I want to have an officer come out to my place because this has just been a wonderful day. I just hope he can be part of it!”

No, I don’t think there are many calls to 911, from people requesting an officer to swing buy and have a cup of coffee, or just to say thanks.
People call 911 after they have been violated, hurt, robbed, assaulted, or because their neighbor’s dog barks at them. A police officer goes from one bad day to the next. He listens, does some paperwork, listens some more, gives some free advise that they know will no be taken, and then moves on to the next nightmare.
Then the next day, this officer gets the joy of finding out that he has to answer to the complaints that these people made on him. That they felt that he didn’t care, or they feel that she talked down to them, or his/her tone wasn’t very polite.  A police officer is the kind of person that will, in the face of all this adversity, put his uniform on that next day, and be the first on the scene when any of these same people, that complained on him before, needs him the most. Sometimes I wonder if when Jesus said to, turn the other cheek, maybe he was looking over at the roman centurions, the peace makers of the day.
To be an officer you have to know the law like a lawyer, be an expert driver, know the streets like the back of your hand, know the human body like a doctor, know the mind of man like a psychologist, be educated on the latest weapons, and fight like a warrior. Not only this but he also knows that he will face ridicule and second guessing at every turn, and nothing, and I mean nothing, that he does will be the right thing in the eyes of everyone else. Everyone else, who, have never worked a shift or ran beat, who, have no idea what it takes to do the job, or the frustrations that follow.

An officer will have his job and life threatened daily, and will be sued many times in his or her career.

Police Officers are people that leave their home every day with full knowledge, that they may not come back home.

They are the people that are running in, when everyone else is trying to get out.
I am not one of these people, But I love and respect everyone of them.
I thank God for blessing me with a life filled with Police officers, for giving me the opportunity to be involved with so many wonderful, patient, and gracious people.
In closing I’d like to offer you an analogy that was giving to me by an good friend, and an officer. It goes something like this:
You have sheep, Wolves, and sheep dogs.
The sheep dogs are here to protect the sheep from the wolves, and keep the sheep close to the shepherd.
The sheep don’t understand the sheep dog’s, but need them, and they respect them.
The wolves hate the sheep dogs, and will try whatever they can to get too the sheep, but the wolves fear the sheep dogs.
The Sheep dogs are loved by the good Shepherd, He alone understands them and appreciates their sacrifice, he is always there for the Sheep dog, and he will help the Sheep Dog in it’s time of need.

Now I would like to ask all of the officers in here today to please stand up.

You all deserve so much more appreciation, honor, and respect, than you will ever receive from the sheep.
Please accept my humble Thank you.
Give them a hand.

Perfect Timing

Sunday, November 16th, 2008

I just added the page Perfect Timing, it’s a bit ruff, please excuse any grammer or spelling erors, I plan to fix it up over the next month.

This is Preston Carpenter, Please Pray for him

Saturday, March 29th, 2008

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Preston has Chiari Malformation.

What is Chiari Malformation?

Chiari malformations (CMs) are structural defects in the cerebellum, the part of the brain that controls balance. When the indented bony space at the lower rear of the skull is smaller than normal, the cerebellum and brainstem can be pushed downward. The resulting pressure on the cerebellum can block the flow of cerebrospinal fluid (the liquid that surrounds and protects the brain and spinal cord) and can cause a range of symptoms including dizziness, muscle weakness, numbness, vision problems, headache, and problems with balance and coordination. There are three primary types of CM. The most common is Type I, which may not cause symptoms and is often found by accident during an examination for another condition. Type II (also called Arnold-Chiari malformation) is usually accompanied by a myelomeningocele-a form of spina bifida that occurs when the spinal canal and backbone do not close before birth, causing the spinal cord to protrude through an opening in the back. This can cause partial or complete paralysis below the spinal opening. Type III is the most serious form of CM, and causes severe neurological defects. Other conditions sometimes associated with CM include hydrocephalus, syringomyelia, and spinal curvature.

 

In short Preston Will be havening brain surgery soon. Please pray for him, his family, and his Doctors. Thank you.

 

 

Good Search

Monday, January 21st, 2008

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To all our Men and Women in the Armed Forces and Law Enforcement

Monday, January 21st, 2008

Thank you

Thank You!

Thursday, January 17th, 2008

I want to thank all my Family and Friends for their love, prayers, and support. We would not have been able to make it through these hard days with out you. I pray that God will richly bless you all.

I’ll miss you Pop!

Saturday, January 12th, 2008

I’ll never forget your General order #1, and I’ll do my very best to make it mine.

BE FRIENDLY, BE FAIR, BE FIRM, BE EVER FAITHFUL.

I love you Dad

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Which is it Warm or Cold?

Friday, December 28th, 2007

The new Great Religion, Greenism.