#1927
Wisdom Fee
"There
Is A Way
To Come Back Home Again" - Rouse and Vader
There is a
way
To come back home again
A way to be clean
And be made whole again
Regardless of your past
Or how far away you've roamed
There is a crimson path
Leading to the Father's throne
Yes there is a way
To come back home again
To come back home again
A way to be clean
And be made whole again
Regardless of your past
Or how far away you've roamed
There is a crimson path
Leading to the Father's throne
Yes there is a way
To come back home again
The one sentence you have heard all your life, like the
pacifier in the baby's mouth, "Somehow, everything will be fine, you will
see." Do you notice, even if you
are not my age, the world gathers speed with every passing day? How well I remember, the hot sun, the sweat,
the thirst, the hot dirt, the torture of work in impoverished Eastern
North Carolina . The long
rows of crops (tobacco-cotton-soy beans-corn); it seemed the days would never
end. Even those of us whose brains were
wired to think, could not have imagined people working in the comfort of air
conditioning-fountains of cold water-minimum wage. This writer saw his own mother, a woman with
a brilliant mind, and God only knows what she could have done with a good
education, working in green tobacco all day long to make one dollar. This writer well remembers working all day
long, sun up past sunset, to make one dollar.
I still remember my "daddy" hauling black mother's
and their children from town to work all day long picking cotton by hand, in
order to make one or two dollars. They
were dressed in the coarsest of clothing; their mental or physical conditions
could not interfere with a day's work.
Life, until a few years ago, for most of us, was a matter of
survival. We can well understand why
tenant farmers, cotton millworkers, even school teachers who made eighty-five
dollars a month, or medical doctors who earned less than ten thousand dollars a
year, filled houses of worship because they knew what Jesus meant, when he
said, "Count the cost." (Luke
14:28) WE KNEW THE RIGORS OF LIFE. The only possibility of what people consider
a goodtime, where God places me. A
goodtime was visiting in the shade of a front porch (there was never AC in any
home, any church, any school) I still remember the classrooms at the nation's
oldest state university, UNC Chapel Hill, this writer sitting in a classroom
with water dripping from his elbows onto the floor. Most of today's pew warmers have never seen
an old fashioned funeral home church fan.
The American nation was built on the concept of family and
an honest day's work. Father's took
pride in holding down a job which would support his family. Some men would even go home for lunch, the
mother in the home had time to act as "school mother" to her child's
classroom...volunteer in tax-exempt institutions such as the hospital. In the bottomless ocean of technology, the
progress in America ,
as a world superpower, both parents must hold down at least one job and often
two jobs. Many children must begin work
of some sort, where they get paid, as soon as the law allows. AND, the law controls everything. For you mentally weak people, you Godless
democrats, Obama Care had nothing to do with insurance, only his "sickness"
to control sickness. Everything in
American life now is a matter of control, a permit or license for
everything.
Our precious Lord of Glory, who created the world and
everything in it, never dealt in numbers.
He never appointed a committee.
One man plus God, and anything was possible: think of Moses, Joshua,
Elijah, Peter, Paul, etc. And there have
been modern men totally yielded to God.
A new word has reached the lexicon of print and news
casting, with which many of us have been familiar for a very long time: fakery:
fake news. Even the new president of the
United States ,
in whom most of us have much confidence, recognizes fake news. President Trump was elected because the
common man is tired of deceit-compromise-political correctness. Satan always pays off in counterfeit, fakery.
Commitment precedes behavior. There has always been a veneer of behavior,
"First impressions are so important."
Like putting lipstick on your pig or a diamond studded collar around
your puppy, they may look good but they are still hogs and dogs. If you give them the chance they will act
like their DNA-breeding-training dictates.
Even Peter said, "The sow has returned to her wallow." (2 Peter 2:22)
How well I remember the time when "nice girls" did
not smoke in public, that men did not wear earrings. This writer has been blind for a very long
time, has not been able to tell if a light is on in a room, a totally blind one
hundred percent disabled veteran but thank God, I can remember when women
looked like women and men acted like men.
I am told now that you can hardly tell the difference and many
politicians-pastors-pretenders want them all to go to the same
"toilet". My grandparents,
great grandparents would have used a buggy whip on all of them.
The most innovative minds now are criminal minds: minds only
interested in mentally breaking into someone else's cyber-information. I am so tired of hearing the word hacking: it
used to be someone who could not control their coughing at the church house or
someone cutting wood for the fireplace.
The powerbrokers-opinion molders-those who throw one another under the
bus, should have learned long ago that fretting about dishonesty of any type is
as useless as blowing your horn in a big traffic jam.
I challenge any scientist to challenge me on this statement,
when God created the world and everything in it, he created everything that man
would need for life...every element has a purpose. There is not one rogue molecule. He knows the location of every stream of
water-gold-silver; the cattle of a thousand hills are his (Psalms 50:10). Our greatest wealth is our immune system;
pity those who have cursed it with vaccines.
When I was in school-young, autism affected one child in four thousand,
today, one in every sixty-eight children.
At the same time, diabetes and cancer were rare diseases...Alzheimer's
almost unheard of. The world flesh devil
has given life the chance to be rapidly snuffed out...all in the name of
progress. The smarter we have become,
fee of wisdom, the smarter we must be.
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