Monday, November 14, 2016

#1901 Sweet Poison

#1901

Sweet Poison



“Cursed is the man who trusts in man           
And makes flesh his strength,
Whose heart departs from the Lord.
For he shall be like a shrub in the desert,
And shall not see when good comes,
But shall inhabit the parched places in the wilderness,
In a salt land which is not inhabited.
“Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord,
And whose hope is the Lord.
For he shall be like a tree planted by the waters,
Which spreads out its roots by the river,
And will not fear when heat comes;
But its leaf will be green,
And will not be anxious in the year of drought,
Nor will cease from yielding fruit.

(Jeremiah 17:5-8)

Anyone who thinks this is a small world has not looked at the globe recently.  We are a people dazzled by electronics: smart phones, talking computers, gps maps.  People in an air conditioned, pest controlled world.  This is not a time for casual Christianity, but this old, blind veteran is not "sweet" enough, broadminded enough to not have resentment about those who are in the streets protesting.  When they should be working like the rest of us, in a nation that gives them every opportunity.  These protestors have no idea about what real living and life is all about and I resent this.  They don't have to remember anything anymore, just enough sense to push a button. 

It is a matter of history, if anyone wants to study it, just what human beings have endured in the advancement of civilized behavior.  You never recover from poverty and I truly believe that most of our nation's problems revolve around the fact that most "African Americans" have not recovered from the greatest shame of our country...slavery and the blight of desegregation and Jim Crowism.  It takes a long time for the stench of rottenness to disappear.  It takes a long time for many of us to recover from the "hard knocks" of just surviving.  It takes a long time for veterans to recover from the treachery of war. 

This veteran was a field grade medial officer at an Army hospital in Alabama.  As in most Army hospitals of the WWII vintage, wards constructed of wood, connected by covered hallways.  There would be probably, almost a mile of separated wards, one after another, connected by covered hallways.  This was before the time of AC, when windows had to be opened for air.  Each hospital, at bases all over the nation, and each ward was built to certain specifications, each operated a certain way.  Personnel was constantly coming and going...nurses and doctors assigned to certain hospitals, working hard doing a job, no one keeping up with what had happened in the buildings before them, even to the very expensive medical equipment. 

I was in charge of one ward, many rooms, much confusion from newly trained personnel...just there to put in their time and do a job.  I found that there was one room that was a mystery.  Evidently, it was a forgotten room, in one ward of one hospital.  I finally got into the room...padded, no window, no light fixture, just a cocoon of absolute silence.  It was a room in which you would put a mentally ill patient. 

There was a smell in the room beyond comprehension, I have no idea how many years it had been closed, with no one with any authority to open it.  Of course, all personnel at any military facility was constantly coming and going, like me, orders for service.  You really had no reason to investigate anything...just do your job.  I asked a friend in town, who owned a real estate company, if he had heard any scuttlebutt about that Army hospital.  He said one funeral home had removed a long dead, decomposed body from the hospital, a patient that had evidently been forgotten.  Then, I knew about the smell. 

In today's computerized world, where, surely, in a hospital, there would be some record of the location of patients, mental or otherwise.  Would we have the ability to absorb such incompetence?  Allowing a fellow human being to die of starvation and thirst in a padded room, where they could hear nothing and no one could hear them: oh, the darkness-silence-horror of it all: such a death, man's inhumanity to man.  Do we have any resentment towards those who would allow things like this to happen OR as is the case of most unbelievable things we hear about, euthanasia-abortion-child abuse just coming forth with the usual mantra "Let's just move on."  ..."Put it behind us." 

As horrible as the death of a deranged mental patient in padded from of an Army hospital is, think of the millions of the most innocent, killed in the body of a child's own mother.  Yet, these protesting "Black Lives Matter" (when 72% of all black babies are aborted-killed), when courted black votes surely do matter, when members of the gay agenda get more publicity than any other class in America, when the abomination of same sex marriage-ask don't tell-immigration takes up a large part of every news broadcast, these protestors seem to have no realization about the realities of this present world...just resentment of this time in history. 

People who are dead still have much control over us.  The liberated woman Margaret Sanger, associate of Adolf Hitler, introduced eugenics to us.  She was a real democrat in the Rockefeller Republican organization.  I resent black democrats, who will not even admit that she referred to them as "weeds"...put this in your Planned Parenthood pipe and smoke it.

Christianity is built around the grace of forgiveness, one raised on a farm, knowing the "full gospel" of growing crops, so resents the new age "green gospel"...decrying food production with the use of chemicals: proclaiming organic everything.  Most of these "do-gooders" have never seen the ravages of insects, the squalor of soil from which all natural chemicals-fertilizers have been leached. 

Human life is sacred because from the very beginning it has meant a very special relationship with Creator God.  Every human being has a soul from God and at the end returns to God.  From birth, the body is constantly wearing out, the cells of your skin very different from the cells of your skin six months ago, the cells of your liver-the cells of your eye, all cells of your body constantly being renewed, constantly in relationship with Creator God.  You must have the electricity for this replacement.  Your body, like the world around you, is, in the main, electricity.  The electricity for your body is generated by muscle activity.  Now, can you understand the importance of nutrition and exercise? 

The great-warrior-general Stonewall Jackson said, "My faith leads me to feel as safe in war as in bed."  Along with the reality of body care, the temple of our soul, we need to be aware and aroused by things around us.  I resent that Christians have the ability to control elections.  Catholics make up half the Supreme Court, Catholics control a large part of the US Senate and House of Representatives.  Catholics, along with "supposed" Christian Baptists, have the votes to keep America decent and strong.  A poison, and it is often very sweet to the taste, is usurping Christian righteousness and I resent this infiltration into God's world. 



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