To Forget about Me

“Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are children born in ones youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them . . . ” -Psalm 127: 3-5

17 million children in america live in fatherless homes, over 50 million unborn babies killed and aborted in the US since 1970, 13 million kids in the US live in families that struggle to provide nutritious food, there are ~ 100 thousand orphans waiting to be adopted in our foster care system.

Do Americans value children? Or do we value cars? Imagine, 100 thousand 2017 Ford mustangs waiting to be taken in by a loving owner. It seems that many have lost understanding of how valuable a child is.

To think about another persons needs. What a concept. What an awesome idea. Really, to look at another person and ponder, “how could I help them?” To ask this without any thought of personal gain – love at it’s purest. This is hard (Indeed – impossible! We can only do this by God’s power), but I believe this is were much joy is found.

If all one does is mull over themselves, they manifest some great things – they will be overwhelmed and frustrated when life doesn’t follow their map. They become stressed by little, meaningless things. They lose sight of the beautiful big picture, as the only image they can see is their little life, spiraling about. To be selfish is a sorry land, and not just because it hurts others – because it hurts yourself. It causes such stress. One shouldn’t dwell on their problems all the time. As a person continues to dwell on themselves,  more exciting things will take control –  anger when people don’t treat them well – bitterness when life is unfair – depression because they think they will never attain their dreams. . .

What if life could be about someone else’s dream?

God provided children, and he calls them gifts. He could have created children road ready 5 minutes after birth, but He had a different idea. He wanted moms, dad, brothers and sisters to nurture and support the little ones – He knew this would be for our benefit and blessing. In thinking about a child’s needs, we can forget about our own needs – there is peace found in this. He wasn’t up in heaven plotting, on His twitter like:

“@theManofGod – Oh Gabriel, am I going to stress these earthlings out!! I’m going to give them kids to take care of – these minions are going to drive the adults insane! #Popcorntime #watchinhumansfail#itsgreattobealmighty”

…. That wasn’t what God was thinking. No, instead He calls children a gift, He calls the one who has them blessed; He told his disciples to let the little children come to him.

“Then people brought little children to Jesus for him to place his hands on them and pray for them. But the disciples rebuked them.” (Matt. Chap.19 v.13)

I imagine that kids were second class back then too, probably there were a lot of people around listening to Jesus, and here comes some moms with there kids, one on their hip, on in hand. Probably these kids were dirty and crying – making noise like kids do – maybe some of them were sick. Apparently, the disciples rebuked them: “take all this trouble back where they came from, this is Jesus talking, and there are a lot of other people trying to get to him.”

But then comes this next, amazing verse:

“Jesus said, ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the the kingdom of God is such as these.'” (vs.14)

Jesus saw what was going on, probably from some distance, as I doubt the children been brought very close yet. Jesus sees this, and calls out, some places in the bible say He was indignant – Hey, why are you guys rejecting the children? Let those little ones come up here!

Probably it was kind of awkward for people, suddenly all these kids getting hoisted up to Jesus. But it says Jesus took them into his arms, that placed his hands on them. Why did he do this? He could have just handed them some candy and stickers and sent them on their way, but He took time with them, he took them into his arms. Perhaps it was to bless them, or I could imagine he prayed for them: Father, raise these little ones up to be strong in You. Maybe He thanked God for them – for the blessing of children – whatever he was doing, we know –  Jesus loved children.

And He wanted us to love them and to lead them – and He knew that in doing this, we would learn to take the focus off ourselves, and on the needs of another. He knew that we would actually find rest, and peace in this. In caring for a child, one is able to look past the stresses of their life, and onto the dreams of another persons life.

Here’s some things God has shown me:

1) When God says something, it’s truth. So when He says children are a gift. Children. Are. A gift. 🙂

2) The devil doesn’t want people to see the truth, so he constantly fills our heads with the idea that life is all about meeting our own needs, and that there is no satisfaction in meeting the needs of another. Lies.

3) To care for a child is an amazing blessing, but this can only be done by God – we have no power to do this on our own. In order to attain this blessing, we must trust what God did on the cross. He died for sin, so that we wouldn’t have to. He rose again in new life, so that we too could have a new life in us. For their to be any meaningful change in our life, we must be born again – born of the Spirit of God. Pray for this, ask God to give you a new heart, and to make His spirit to dwell in you. If you ask Him, HE WILL DO IT. 

“If you then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!” – Luke 11:13

Depression is becoming one of the leading illnesses in America – and our populations overall stress levels are rising. Remember those statistics at the beginning of the post? I believe that as the number of children that are loved goes up, the massive amounts of depression and stress will go down. I pray for this.

God, turn our hearts toward children – God, turn our hearts toward you.






The Test of “Common” Sense

I put the word common in quotes, as it would seem “Common Sense” has very much flipped – it is now UNCOMMON SENSE. My plea with this post is, as always, the life of unborn children. Let’s begin.

Respectfully, I would like an answer from those who support abortion in the following questions:

1)  At least 23 states have fetal homicide laws that apply to any stage of pregnancy; however, these same states indict no criminalization for legal abortion. The question becomes. . . If someone harms a pregnant woman, and in the process murders her unborn child, this person is charged as such – murderer. But, if someone goes and pays to have their unborn child legally murdered, this is called a right, and those that oppose this right are shamed for telling women that they have murdered their child – is the party that opposes abortion truly screwy? Or are they practicing “common” sense?

2) This next point admittedly doesn’t follow logic, but it does fall into the category of uncommon sense…You have been married for two years – you find out you are pregnant. You both are overjoyed. During those nine months you keep your friends updated: “Our ball of tissue is two months along!”… “Next week we are going to find out the gender of our clump of cells!”… “Boy honey, this pregnancy has been long, can’t wait until the day we can morph this worthless glob into a fully valuable human being.” . . . I am guessing that when I said ‘worthless’ you cocked your head slightly. Of course, those previous statements are ridiculous. And we all know they are ridiculous. Because, truly, at the core, we all know that the unborn child has incredible value! Indeed, that is why we ask “when is your baby due?”… everyone knows this. It’s human life. It’s a person.

The unborn child is as valuable as anyone. Yes, it is in a more vulnerable, less developed state – this should only incur more protection and love! Not more laws allowing “healthcare” systems to make money off of dicing up our small boys and girls. I pray that hearts would be changed in this area. And I am confident hearts will be changed! God will continue to show people the preciousness of these little men and women. Let’s pray for that. God bless.

Jesus Saves

It is no unknown fact. Jesus saves. Many have heard the saying. Jesus saves. All will one day know. Jesus saves. Are you a sinner? Jesus saves. Think that no one cares about you – perhaps. But Jesus saves. Jesus saves, and Jesus loves. Jesus gave. He gave himself for us. We need have no fear in death – we are saved.

The God of this universe has given His life for you. He knew we couldn’t pay the price – we are not perfect. Jesus is the perfect sacrifice. Guys, don’t overlook this. None of us knows how much longer we have before we die. Work things out with God.

God so loved the world that He gave his only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life. J316

Pray for the unborn children. There are many who would be in our lives, friends and family – some precious people. But they’re not here, because of abortion. Pray that the next generation does not have so many people missing. . .


To be the victim of an injustice is hard. Yes, we all agree. But really think about it. Think about a true injustice committed against you. Does this happen often? Perhaps. Perhaps not. When it does happen, it stinks.

Though we hate injustice (and we agree we hate injustice), there is a catch – most only hate injustice if it is they who are the victim.

You say, “No, I hate injustice for all!” – you are a liar. The general, good, upstanding citizen will condemn injustice, as this is the socially accepted thing to do: “Yes, isn’t it terrible about that dictator. . . Oh indeed, slavery was a horrid thing. . . How could anybody do that to another person. . . ”

But actions speak louder than words – a lot louder. The way to prove you are as virtuous as you think you are, is go and do something. It is hard to do something, humans are instinctively selfish. We may not like that something happened in history, or that there is evil in the world, but we only act if we think it may effect us in some way – if it threatens our well being.

This truth is saddening, but it is the human state. Love your neighbor as yourself – that’s hard.

Many, many, many, many unborn children are murdered each day. How sad we say. But few of us do anything about it – because we are born, an the issue hardly effects us.

The bible says that no one is good (Romans 3:10). The only one who is good, the only one who truly cares about the oppressed and destitute, is God Himself. God is Love, and he hates injustice. For abortion to end, people must be convicted by God’s spirit. Christians who say they oppose abortion must be filled with God’s Holy Spirit. . . no Holy Spirit, no true love. No true love, no true action. No true action, no end to human abortion.

We must act, but we don’t care to. We must care, before we act. We can’t care, but God does care. We are not God, but He has given us His Spirit. Take hold of His Spirit, thank Him for it, and then act. . .

“An injustice anywhere, is a threat to justice everywhere” – MLKJR

Human Life – How your mom turns you into a human being. (Part 2)


People are often wrong. There are substantial numbers (millions and millions for you specific’s people) of abortions performed each year. Some say this is their body, and their right,  others cry genocide. The drastic differences in opinion demand resolve. Abortion is not an issue where people can celebrate their differences and wave a rainbow flag. This is life and death. The answer must be firm, and clear.

Unborn babies are people. Many rebuttals are boiled with illogical, egotistic, selfism. A splash of emotionalism completes this muddled brew.

Let’s talk about one aspect of this concoction . The day your mom turns you into a human being. . .

Hey. Honey. Wake up. It’s time!


Yeah – it’s 3 am, my water broke – let’s go turn this glob of fetal tissue inside my uterus into a human being! 

Yes dear, let’s make this happen. You’ve been an incubator too long. . .  

Off to the hospital. Turns out, this lady actually has two globs of developing fetal tissue enclosed in her endometrium. No, she’s not going to have a baby. But, as the umbilical cord is cut, I suppose, the baby will have itself? Confusing, rather.

On the trip into the hospital, husband decides to question wife about that exact moment in which their glob mutates into a human being. . .

Dear, I have been thinking, when is that magical time the ball of tissue inside of you turns into a baby? It must be at some point during the birth. Right? I mean, we know it’s not before that. . .when it’s just a ball of meaningless cells. Is it when the head fully emerges? The foot? The leg? What if it’s a breech!? What if you need a c-section, like last time, is it when the doctor first sees the developing mass? Dear, another thing has been on my mind, what if the little clump has shoulder dystonia, and as it’s head emerges it can’t continue and then slips back in? Is the clump a human when it shows it’s head, and then not a human when it retracts back into the birth canal?

Also dear, there are two clumps in there, after the first clump is humanized, is the second clump still non-human? Could we terminate the second clump? Perhaps we should dear, after all, we are only ready for one. . . 


I do apologize if that narrative offends you. It offends me. The point of this story is to highlight how obscure, and vague the pro-choice view on when life begins really is. Birth is not so clear a definition as they would like it to be. An unborn baby is not a glob, or a clump, or a mash of meaningless tissue. And contractions don’t grant life. An unborn baby is a precious thing.

Thank you for your time. Please let me know what you think, where I am wrong, and what could be added.

God bless.



Human Life – res ipsa loquitor. “This is why” (Part 1)

This is why – three words used by a confident defendant. This is why. A phrase that suggests logic, reason, and a pursuit of truth.

People are opinionated. We all have an opinion. As you clearly see, It’s my opinion that people are opinionated – it may be your opinion that people are not opinionated. Whatever the circumstance, there is a point in a man’s life when he wonders if he has the right opinion. . .

A man may think that he is open minded – that he is open to an abundance of opinions. He may think that he lives by the phrase “to each his own”. . . Permit at story . .

Fred is a creative thinker, and Fred believes in having an open mind. Fred is not mad at religious people or atheist. Buddha, Muhammad, the trees, the sun – worship whatever you want, and think however you’d like. Gay? Straight? That’s fine. Pro-choice? Pro-life? That’s fine too. Fred just want’s everyone to set aside their differences and live harmoniously. You are free to believe what you want! This is Fred’s slogan, and he proclaims it adamantly on all his Instagram feed – he even don’s the occasional T-shirt with the word “Diversity” written on the back. . .

Let’s analyze.

What do you think of Fred’s world view? I would like to hear your thoughts.

I think Fred is a goodhearted fellow. He represents a bit of us all, to some degree or the other. But, there is appears a fundamental flaw in Fred’s thinking pattern. What if a Christian approached Fred, and told him that Jesus Christ is the only way to have everlasting life in heaven, and that without accepting Christ’s sacrifice, and believing in Him, Fred would be cast into Hell when his time on earth is over? How is Fred to respond? Perhaps he smiles, tells the Christian that he’ll think about it, and thanks the gospel preaching man for his time. But, soon after, an atheist walks up and tells Fred that what the Christian said is all a hoax, and that when Fred dies his body will rot will the rest of the deceased – and that’s the end. No heaven, and no hell. Before the day is up, Fred is approached by yet another activist, who explains to Fred that, actually, Islam is the only way to health, happiness, and heaven.

Fred looks at all that has been thrown at him, and wonders what to do. He has been bombarded with several vastly different world views. Fred is tempted to revert to his old slogan, but he realizes that that is foolishness. The truth is, there either is a God, or there isn’t. Either Islam is the way to heaven, or it’s not. Jesus either died for us, or He didn’t.

People get trapped in the idea that what they believe has an affect on what is the truth is. This simply isn’t so. If Fred were to choose Islam, some would say, “right on for you for becoming a part of something, and believing what you want to believe.” But, frankly, Islam either is true, or it isn’t. And, whether Fred chooses that particular religion, has no effect on whether it is true! The same goes for Christ’s death. Because I choose to believe that Jesus died does not mean that Jesus died. He either did, or He did not.

My point? The truth is the truth, and we would all do well to stop chanting about diversity, and rainbows, and start asking – what is the truth! 

If there are a hundred different idea’s about what I am, the reality is that at least 99% percent of those idea’s are completely wrong. Though it is seldom said, this is true about all truly differing world views – if there are a thousand different idea’s about when the world began, at least 99% of them are completely false. . .

God bless, and seek truth.



Game of Words

Once I told my mother to name my brother Rocking-chair. She pondered it for a time. I was young, and the thought of having a brother named Rocking-chair, well, seemed fun.

Now, my mother was a wise woman, and despite my conjuring, she denied the request. Oh well. Who knew that the exchange would leave me with a fitting metaphor. . .  Let us suppose that my mother did indeed name my younger brother rocking-chair. Despite what you may think, this would not have made my brother a piece of furniture. . .

Forgive me, perhaps you find this explanation insulting. And rightly so. However, there are those who need to hear it.

I watched a clip from The View today. I don’t usually entertain myself with Whoopi and her friends. However, when investigating the latest ideals of the extreme feminist, Whoopi  delivers.

She was talking about the woman’s march, and all that. But, then she began discussing the march for life (and started playing the part of a confused stepchild, watching her newlywed parents quarrel) . . . I am paraphrasing, but she spouted off something to the tune of, “I am pro-life, we are all pro-life. . . We just don’t want the government controlling our bodies. Sometimes women have to make hard decisions, and that’s why we need abortion.”

Goldberg and her pals began discussing it. There was a catholic at the table, who gave a sub-par pro-life rebuttal, obviously not wanting to offend. (You can watch it using the link below)

Whoopi says she is pro-life

There are several things worth pointing out here.

1) Because you say it, does not make it so:  If I say that I’m a feminist, but that I think men are better than women, it begs the question: What’s your problem? If I say that I uphold equal rights, but that I wouldn’t hire a black man, it makes one question my sanity. Further, If say I am pro-life, yet support the world’s right to murder over 50,ooo,ooo unborn babies a year, many will begin chanting. . . Phony!Phony!Phony!

This fraudulent narrative boggles my mind. “I’m pro-life,” – for what? Grass? Egyptian cacti? Certainly not human beings.

Whoopi, your antics are not so clandestine. Your abortion supporting days are numbered, and you know it.

There will come a day – probably soon – when the word abortion, will be abhorred. When those who support it will be brought to justice. And when the precious person of the unborn is fully recognized. The time is coming, and Whoopi inc. (i.e The abortion rights supporters) know it. . .

With this knowledge, abortion supporters soften their narrative. Oh, no, I’m pro-life – see, I said so. What, no no, I think abortion is a bad thing. . . just necessary.

I do hope Whoopi is changing her ways, but I also know she understands the situation. She is losing, and she must find a way to soften the fall. Her thoughts represent many pro-choicers. Can’t beat em’ join em. . . subtly, and slyly. “I’m pro-life.”

. . . They know.

Let’s continue to pray for the unborn, and to love those who oppose us. God can change hearts.