Showing posts with label Autism. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 5, 2015

God's Biochemistry



Where is the wise man? Where is the scribe? Where is the debater of this age? Has God made foolish the wisdom of the world? For since in the wisdom of God the world through its wisdom did not come to know God, God was well-pleased through the foolishness of the message preached to save those who believe (Cor, 1:20-21).

Unbelief is the basis of all atheism, weak-pitiful mankind depending on self instead of depending on God. Most of the people I know want God in their image instead of them in the image of God. Christians beaten down by a pagan world, God becomes an antiquated idea. Even the inconceivability of real men having real wives and children. No one, even the wildest science fiction writer could have convinced my parents-grandparents that in this writer's lifetime, people of the same sex would get married, some in a church. Most of the people I know have their hand on the doorknob of the door of faith but never open the door enjoying the grace, salvation of the Creator of the universe. " I have glorified thee on the earth: I have finished the work which thou gavest me to do. And now, O Father, glorify thou me with thine own self with the glory which I had with thee before the world was" (John, 17:4-6).

Aldous Huxley's, Brave New World said we will teach people to love their slavery. For the 21st century Christian, those whom you would change, you must first learn to love and you must let them know that you love them. This applies to the physician, the pastor, the professor and most of all to the parent.

There is nothing like the power of images in changing people. Truly, "one picture is worth a thousand words." You cannot understand the horrors of abortion until you have seen one. In another article, I have described my images when I saw an abortion in the operating room of a United States army hospital where I was on staff... those little hands, little feet taken from the womb of a "mother." In my lifetime, when I was in school, we were embarrassed to even speak of abortion. Now, people sneeze and wheeze toward any healthcare facility, wanting an antibiotic or drug for anything. I can tell you that all today's major diseases were unheard of just 60 years ago: Cancer, Parkinson's, Diabetes, Autism, Vascular Diseases (the greatest cause of death), etc.

Like your automobile garage, like shopping for everything, eBay, Amazon, etc. life's activities have become a recipe book, your a slave of nanotechnology. Your doctor, he is more a dunce than a dynamo, spends more time with his hands on his computer keys than he does your body. For him, it is simply a matter of symptoms here-drugs there. When did your doctor ask you what you eat, nutrition. No one talks of cures, only treatments. In Europe, 50% of the population will die of Cancer. Just recently, the Society of Oncology in Spain, stated that 50% of all babies are born with cancer (Sputnik International, 2015). We were not there when 5,000 Jews were gassed in the death chambers at Auschwitz every few hours, everyday. Some do not believe that this Holocaust actually happened, but we are here now, when 3,000 babies are aborted each day. The Holocaust of OUR lifetime (56 million since the infamous Supreme Court decision of 1973). Just this week, I am celebrating the birth of my first great grandchild (Olivia, 8 pounds, 4 ounces). Her precious parents, grandparents, great grandparents so happy over this precious child. In 1964, Psychiatrist Eric Berne wrote the book Games People Play. This writer is so tired of people playing games... just going through the motions, whether "sick care", patriotism, political deceit or pretenders in the pulpit or pew.

I have written at length about my online selling activity. I started many years ago with marvelous items I have brought back from world travels (Dr. Morris has made 8 around the world trips, traveled every continent, passports stamped in 157 countries). I then sold my Civil War and large antiquarian book collections. Able to employ college students, etc., we enjoy going to yard sales, thrift stores, where we buy items which we can sell for profit... raw capitalism. Money from this business as well as my other enterprises has helped me to help others with college scholarships, church progress, no secret to anyone.

This past Saturday, one of my assistants told me there was a church yard sale to benefit Haiti (Grace Baptist Church, Highway 40, Wilmington, NC). The sale was held in the large church's fellowship hall. In the past, I have met members of that congregation, an independent Baptist church. I do not sit in judgment of anyone, certainly not a church, but I was amazed-surprised that my driver and I walked through the facility where much "stuff" was displayed (none of which I could resell) and not one person in that large hall spoke to us, not even to a "Good Morning." (More amazing, since it was cold, I was wearing my veterans cap, medical caduceus, rank, patches showing DAV-Korea, etc.) I was wearing a very nice overcoat. On all my coats-jackets, I wear a Christian cross. I want everyone to know whose side I am on. As my only child, son, PHD, Seminary Professor said after I told him about the incident, "low hanging fruit" (Psalm, 92).

That day, at the next yard sale, I was immediately recognized as the blind doctor who talks on the radio (Lieutenant Colonel Morris is a totally blind, 100% disabled, service connected, 85 year old Medical Officer Veteran). The matter I am trying to impress, God is honored by our Christian attitude-testimony, even in a church facility. As a poet said, "If iron rusts, what do you expect gold to do?"

The writer has two grandsons, an attorney and an engineer. Like their Seminary Professor father and his wife, both former SBC foreign missionaries all living in Fort Worth, Texas, were here visiting me. I invited several people to lunch. One pastor sitting across from me, while the grandsons were on either side of me said, "I hope you boys are as great as he thinks you are", talking about me. I wish, in God's Biochemistry, he could instill in me and others, the greatness he expects.

After my mother's death, my driver would drive my car up into the countryside to visit my father, still living at the home place. My driver, would say every time, "He will be sitting on the front porch watching for you", and so he was, waiting and watching. We would take him out to eat, visit some relatives, etc. My prayer, from a very imperfect man, people who profess will not have those who possess watching and waiting for them. Whether patients, patrons, parents, mechanics or even matrons who know how to flex the computer keys. The Christian life is not complicated, just demanding and tough. Faith is 90% raw courage, the courage to fight battles even though the war has been won.

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

microDUNAMIS


Once to every man and nation, comes the moment to decide,
In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side;
Some great cause, some great decision, offering each the bloom or blight,
And the choice goes by forever, ’twixt that darkness and that light.

Then to side with truth is noble, when we share her wretched crust,
Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and ’tis prosperous to be just;
Then it is the brave man chooses while the coward stands aside,
Till the multitude make virtue of the faith they had denied.

By the light of burning martyrs, Christ, Thy bleeding feet we track,
Toiling up new Calv’ries ever with the cross that turns not back;
New occasions teach new duties, time makes ancient good uncouth,
They must upward still and onward, who would keep abreast of truth.

Though the cause of evil prosper, yet the truth alone is strong;
Though her portion be the scaffold, and upon the throne be wrong;
Yet that scaffold sways the future, and behind the dim unknown,
Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above His own.
James R. Lowell

This writer's idea for a happy life is to live everyday with passion and purpose. At age 85, I still believe in working everyday, a total routine in life. Going to bed each night anxious to get up and work again the next day. If I knew I only had a few days left, I would not change one thing about my daily routine and, the small things that keep me going. Even to a sightless person, small intricate voices, birds or insects, the sound of wind or rain, God making his presence known in so many small ways... that still small voice.

I was in Egypt, Luxor, valley of the kings, I went into the 14th century tomb of Tutunkhamun, Pharaoh of Egypt. Most of the tombs in the valley of the kings had been exploited by grave robbers but, Howard Carter, English Egyptologist-Archeologist opened that tomb which had not been robbed. I have been to the museum in Cairo where most of the gold objects of that tomb are displayed. It was the archeological "find" of the 20th century (1922). My God told me that most of Carter's assistants who first entered the tomb had died from germs they contracted there. Carter himself never recovered from that archeological discovery: Disease microDunamis, which had been hiding for centuries. I was afraid to touch anything, made a hasty retreat from the glories-magnificence of that tomb.

Just as Galileo must have rejoiced when he saw the planets with his small telescope viewing from the Tower of Pisa. Zacharias Janssen must have been mesmerized when he observed microbiology with his invented microscope. With the bottomless ocean of technical knowledge, billions of dollars spent by "so called" scientific minds who are members of well healed foundations and university faculties. Our stupidity and not recognizing the dangers of small things is beyond comprehension.

When did you hear any scientist talk about the depletion of the animal immune system, because the immune system is so busy counteracting synthetics and other unnatural garbage entering the body. The new baby's immune system is immediately destroyed by vaccination-intoxication, the priceless immune system given during gestation by the mother. Vaccines are toxins-poisons and most children fortunately become victors over them. It is interesting to observe what many people with common sense already know. How and why we have such a increase in Autism... innocent-happy-healthy children immediately handicapped by science.

We know that aspartame is a poison (a real good roach poison), yet the largest corporations, government agencies such as drink manufacturers still produce it. It is beyond my comprehension that people drink diet soft drinks. It is beyond my comprehension that citizens still allow municipalities to put fluoride-chloride in their public water systems.

When will doctors-dentists-nurses and other healthcare professionals realize the wasted years and time "riveted" in their time and knowledge. Most of them know better, it is just common sense. You do not use poisons to produce-promote health.

When will the intellect look over the massive horizon "obedient trance." Television, with its moronic motions, subliminal perception, paralyzing of the senses. Relieve us of the trance. People with eyes have told me that some sit in a trance even during a commercial... oblivious to everything around them. Almost as much money is spent on commercials as was at one time spent on movies. Large corporations, fascist governments have learned that they can capture the minds of human beings without firing a single gunshot-dropping one bomb. It is these little optic wavelengths, atomic  impulses, captured by the eyes, traveling through the brain to the calcarine cortex in the back of the head which determines the future of mankind. The Apostle Paul was right, "For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of the world, against spiritual wickedness in high places" (Ephesians 6:12).

For many, the rulers of darkness come in the form of idles... the idle of recognition, or riches, or power.

Sin is not just unacceptable behavior in a community. We must come naked to the cross, pleading for mercy and for the forgiveness for all of our rotten sins. We do not want justice, but mercy. Like termites, it is the small things that have brought down our house. Our personal opinion has nothing to do with sins, small or large. It is simply a matter of fact that sin insults God.

It is not necessary to have a microscope, even a knowledge of microbiology to know without a doubt that it is the "little foxes that spoil the vines (Song of Solomon, 2:15). The Northwest is dead from radiation. Radiations from the catastrophe of Fukushima, thousands of miles away. Radiation accumulates. Think about what radiation does to your food, but think more of what artificial flavorings, MSGs (Monosodium Glutamates) are doing to your body. With all of our knowledge-technology-time and talent why is the human genome so anxious for extinction.