Fight

I posted on my face book page today the “Freedom” speech by William Wallace in “Braveheart.” The post was in response to Scotland’s decision to not secede from the United Kingdom. I will be honest, this decision bummed me out. I think about all the men that died trying so desperately to free Scotlandfrom the oppression and tyranny of England, the price paid, was great. I get that it’s not like that now…England is no longer raping and pillaging villages in Scotland like they once did….everyone is living in counterfeit perception of “peace” or I would call it repressed silence.  Anyways, the choice to not annex…got me thinking…Scotlandis looking a lot like Americaand vice versa. A price of countless lives was paid for our freedom as Americans and yet there is little acknowledgment and few willing to preserve it.
I have noticed a slumber fall over the greatest nation on earth…America. Its people are trading comfort for freedom and we are witnessing this daily. With roughly 35.4 percent of the American people on Welfare, that’s 109 million of the 309 million receiving Government assistance! Over half of Americans don’t have jobs and therefore pay no income tax, relying on the other half of America to carry the burden. With this comes more government and less individual liberty and yet shhhhhhhh…..silence……
A nation founded on religious freedom, the freedom of speech, and the pursuit of happiness has now succumbed to no expression of religion, no speech unless it’s politically correct in every facet and our happiness is temporarily filled with frivolousness, creating an empty shell of Americans. Americans who are silent, who gorge themselves on reality tv, fast food and pop icons. Americans who vote according to the last tv commercial they saw, and in return electing completely incompetent leaders who are taking us further down the rabbit hole. Americans, who stuff their faces with glitzy magazines and twitter feeds full of garbage, while American flags (our symbol of freedom) are being banned in parts of this country, because it “offends.” Americans who have no clue who our elected officials are, but they can rattle of every name of the Kardashian clan. Americans who seek shelter in fleeting pleasures, because reality is too painful to view. Americans who keep their heads down because it’s too unbearable to witness what is. Americans who have lost hope, because they have electively taken away hope.
What is hope? Technically, it’s a “feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen.” What do we as a country desire…what do we want to happen and why have we given up?
We want people to work right? We want our borders to be secure? We want terrorism to be eliminated, we want our kids to be safe, we want to be healthy, we want to live a long life, and we ultimately want peace.
When you study history, peace does not come without a fight. When you watch William Wallace on that battlefield in the film of Braveheart, it’s gruesome, bloody and ugly. It would have honestly been much more comfortable to just let the English kill his wife and not avenge her death….to just lower his head and continue on with life. That’s what is happening…we are lowering our heads and continuing with life….but life as we know it is changing and tyranny is at our front door. William did not lower his head, he fought and because he fought he embarked courage upon a whole nation….ultimately yes, he died….but I sit here today inspired by his story. His life was not in vain and I don’t think you want yours to be either.

I am asking you to look up….look up and fight. I know it’s not easy, I know that the path can be lonely but you are here…living, breathing for such a time as this. Do you want your kids to remember you filling yourself with fluff or substance?  Be a fighter, because a fighter is someone who doesn’t give up, someone who believes in something greater than themselves, a fighter paves the way for peace….
Why put on the full armor of God if we aren’t called to fight…..?

Romeo

Since it is #NationalDogDay I’d thought I’d share a pic of my dog Romeo. Romeo is a Toy Poodle rescue and the word “quirky” doesn’t even begin to describe him. I got Romeo when he was a little over 3 years old.
I had left the crazy world of Los Angelesand found myself wanting a companion. I ventured down to the local shelter one afternoon and there he was…..a serious hot mess! Pacing back and forth in his small cage with a bandage tightly wrapped around his foot, eyes wild, hair mangled and urine stained. Romeo had spent the last 3years of his life in a cage, being used as a stud to breed for a puppy mill in Missouri. The puppy mill was raided and the dogs were rescued and various shelters offered to take the dogs and Romeo landed in the one I was at the night before. He was scared and I was told that he was attacked by a larger dog earlier that he was placed with, and that’s why his foot was bandaged.
I asked one of the volunteers if I could see him. I was ushered back to a room and there I waited. Minutes later, the volunteer came in the room with Romeo. She left us alone and there I stood looking into these black panicked eyes…..I knew at that moment Romeo’s life and my life would forever be changed.
After an interview, being warned that Romeo may never bond because of his traumatic past, and then being informed he wasn’t in the best health with lots of tooth decay, I still persisted that he was supposed to be with me. So papers were filled out, and I was told that I could come get Romeo the following morning.
After leaving I seriously wondered what just happened….I was excited but also wondering if I had a clue what I was doing! I immediately went and got all the essentials needed and woke early the next morning in anticipation.
Romeo was mine! As we left the rescue shelter the sunlight hit Romeo and he was freaked out! After spending years inside a pen, he was unfamiliar with this overwhelming light! I took him to a shaded area so he could go to the bathroom and set him on the grass…another shocker….Romeo didn’t know grass…he lifted his damaged paws in great curiosity not knowing what to do next. I soon realized that Romeo’s “normal” was re-leaving himself in his cage and that he had no concept of urinating away from his constant surroundings…..because he couldn’t. Shortly after this epiphany, I put him on a leash and tried to walk him up the stairs to my truck….Romeo didn’t know what the hell a leash was and stairs were a whole other story! At this moment I knew I had taken on a HUGE project! It was here, that Romeo and I shared the same feeling at the same time-panic!
I am not going to lie, it has been a journey, and it definitely took awhile to convince Romeo that he could trust me, that I wouldn’t hurt him, and that I was going to care for him and most importantly love him.
I have had Romeo now for 5.5 years. He was there in the room when my husband proposed, been with me through two pregnancies and we have bonded when I was told it most likely wouldn’t happen. He still has several oddities and I’ll never fully know what he went through those first years of his life but that doesn’t matter now….what matters now is that he is loved. Romeo, who behaves more like a cat, perched on the sofa for hours a day, has brought me so much love and he has taught me that consistent patience and love can heal the very broken hearted. I truly believe that God has a special place in heaven for dogs (I really do)….they love unconditionally and give us a picture of Gods unconditional love for us.

I am eternally thankful that Romeo’s soul has met mine.

My brothers and sisters in Iraq, my faith

I am frustrated….I am angry and I am concerned….
I haven’t talked about the situation in Iraqthrough a blog yet….it grieves me deeply, on a level deeper than September 11th 2001.
I am a Christian….and I have the ability to freely pronounce this without fearing for my life or the lives of my children because I am an American citizen and thank God that my right to freedom of religion is protected through our Constitution.
You see….the people in Iraqthat are losing their lives because of their faith, are my brothers and sisters in Christ. I know it sounds “cheesy” but it’s the only right way to phrase it. If you aren’t a Christian you just won’t get it….it’s sad and horrific news to most but to me and to other believers it’s gut wrenching.
The Christians in Iraq did not die in vain….and I’d be a fool and hypocrite to not honor them if I remained silent about my faith……

I accepted Christ years ago when I was a child, I was four years old, I lived in Macon, GA at the time and I remember being in my bedroom, alone, looking out the window and asking Jesus to come live in my heart. At that moment, I didn’t “feel” anything, but I became part of a body of believers, I was baptized in the Holy Spirit at the age of 10 years old, but it wasn’t until I was in high school that I really came into a relationship with Jesus…that is….I wanted to know him….. I greatly desired to know him and I found him. I experienced the almighty presence of God at a youth retreat up in the mountains of Colorado. It was such a powerful encounter that I could not stand…..my knees buckled under the heaviness that I encountered….a love that I had never known hit me like a Tidal wave. The creator of the universe gave me a tiny ounce of what it was like to be in His presence and I have never been the same.
I found truth and the truth I found is the most beautiful thing to ever exist. I had so many questions….so many things I wanted answered… like -why do bad things happen to good people? Is healing for everyone? What is the will of God? Is Jesus the only way to salvation?
I got answers. I found them in the words that Jesus himself gave us…the Bible. If there was ever a time to cling to what is in that book…it’s now. Anyone can read it….but when the Holy Spirit dwells in you and is active in you…it becomes alive. I wanted to know this truth in every realm of my life, I began to understand more and more, the more time I spent seeking the truth.
You see we are not powerless victims here on this earth wandering about aimlessly…. We have been given the same authority that Jesus had when he walked on this earth. That’s why Jesus came, the power didn’t die with him…it was passed on to us. That it why Jesus told us to go and do the same!
I’ll be the first to admit that I am imperfect. My faith is still growing, I have good days and I have bad days….trust me, I haven’t “arrived”….I am challenged daily –but I have truth to hold onto. I do know people that are stronger than me spiritually and those are the ones I turn to when I need counsel, incite and advice.
My heart is in mourning for my brothers and sisters in Iraq. I have had many restless days and nights over this situation, many questions I want answered, many things I want God to show me…..but I know this, there is power in prayer. There is power when Christians unite. I have first handedly witnessed miracles in my life. I have seen sick people healed; I have watched broken lives made whole again and I know I serve a GOOD God. What these terrorist can’t take is the Spirit. We are essentially a spirit, we have a soul and we live in a body.
Ephesians 6:12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.
I know who the enemy is and I know what 1John 4:4 says- “The one who is in me (Jesus) is greater than the one who is in the world.”
I am still on a journey in my Faith. But I think it’s important to share it. I think we have to, as Christians, begin speaking out and speaking up. When all is said and done….your eternity and the eternity of your loved ones is what matters.
    The truth shall set you free. I am free.

That’s not fair!

I saw a picture on a few social media sights a few days ago that people were sharing and it’s stuck with me. It’s a picture of African women caring gigantic bushels of wood/kindle on their backs and a quote from George Monbiot that read:  “If wealth was the inevitable result of hard work and enterprise, every woman in Africawould be a millionaire.”  When I read it I thought….true.

 You see this quote rings true for every 3rd world country in the world…perhaps for every country in the world, besides the United States of America. The United States of Americaprovides possibility and that alone is worth fighting for and even dying for. With possibility comes hope and hope provides motivation and motivation provides success.

 Capitalism is by all means not perfect, but I believe it’s the best system we have. It is a system that provides for ”next to nothing” to become “something.” No other system does this. I am witnessing a wave of socialism in our country and it grieves me. The idea that you take from the “haves” and you give to the “have nots”….that way it’s “fair” right? That way everybody has a piece of the pie…..the concept is pleasant…but it does not work….why….well….let’s think about it.

 Say your son or daughter is going to care for their surrounding neighbors lawns for the summer. They are getting paid $20 bucks/week for each lawn…this includes watering, trimming, weeding, etc. Now when they get home, you take their money and give it to your son or daughters younger siblings. The younger siblings want to care for the lawns too…but they aren’t able to because they are too little. The younger siblings have watched their older sibling use the money earned to by candy, ITunes, video games and the younger siblings want those things too. So it’s only fair to divvy it up-that way everyone is happy. As the summer progresses your son or daughter’s quality of work on the neighbor’s lawns starts declining. Some lawns are just mowed with no other maintenance….some lawns are not being watered at all and the neighbors start complaining. You ask your son or daughter what’s the deal…and their reply is obvious….”why am I working so hard and don’t get to keep the money I am earning…..I am just going to stop working…this doesn’t make any sense!”

 Before you rebuttal with “it’s working in Europe” ummm…no….no it’s not. The wealthy in Europe who are having the hell taxed out of them are the ones with the off shore accounts. That’s right instead of keeping that money in the country…creating jobs….boosting their countries economy it’s being stored some place else entirely. In fact many are leaving their countries because of the high high taxes! And some European countries are on the verge of default or have already defaulted. Not to mention many European countries are now including Black Market Sales as part of their Gross Domestic Product…this includes stuff like prostitution, illegal arms trafficking, and illegal drug smuggling..,,,ummm ya….

 What’s amazing to me is people who are for this socialistic society are benefiting in their daily lives from Capitalism. Most of the wealthy that speak out against Capitalism are the very ones who have profited so greatly from it! What….they get a shot, but we don’t?

 The idea of “fair share” is… it’s not fair. It’s not fair to take something from someone else and give it to someone else and what’s worse is putting this power in the Government’s hands….I mean have we not seen how the government runs things!?? Why would you trust them….seriously…why…tell me cause I am clueless when it comes to people who wholeheartedly trust their government to do the right thing. They aren’t even abiding by the Constitution anymore, which is the very framework under which we are to operate. If there is no moral code how can you expect morality from them??

 But there are a lot of hurting people out there. Yes there are, and what are you specifically doing about it? Let me guess….you are hoping your government steps in and does something about it….

Well….the United States Government is bigger than it’s ever been and poverty is higher than it’s ever been….why….because the Government has no clue how to spend and where to cut. So who suffers….we all do….that’s right we are taxed higher, hoping it’s used for good, but in reality the Government is like a rapper at a strip club…”making it rain” with your dollar bills!

 How do we help those in need….the task seems overwhelming at times, I know….but it’s not. It starts with you personally lending a hand. Giving to a charity that you believe in, being a mentor to troubled youth, volunteering at your church, getting involved in your local politics and have a say on where the spending is going, and encouraging all to dream big…because this is America and it is still the land of opportunity.

 

 Capitalism is the only system that can make freedom, individuality, and the pursuit of values possible in practice-Ayn Rand
 
 

 

 

Do not fear

 
 
 
I don’t even know where to begin. My heart is heavy….
 
Our world is in such distress and conflict.
 
We’ve got North Korea saying they are determined to nuke the US.
Russia attacking innocent Ukrainian civilians, and shooting down commercial airliners.  
A major humanitarian crisis on our countries southern borders, with illegal immigrants flooding into our country….
A complete lack and reverence for our Constitution from our leaders. 
Christians in Iraq being murdered because they are refusing to renounce their faith in Jesus.
A terrorist organization known as Hamas, vowing to annihilate the country of Israel (our only ally in the middle-east) and using innocent Palestinians to do it. Telling Palestinians not to leave their location knowing that it will be a target in a most likely deadly attack, and then using propaganda to fuel their cause.
The terrorist group Boko Haram in Africa, killing Christians, and they have yet to return the hundreds of girls that were kidnapped months ago…which started the trendy hash-tag campaign #Bringbackourgirls (and of course the mainstream media has fallen silent on this story…..)
 
I have never witnessed such division in our country as well….political parties causing such divisiveness and a president flaming this fire.
 
I’d love to say that it’s all going to get better….that this is just a bad dream and we’ll wake up and all will be well.
I am a mom, I ask myself everyday what kind of world are my kids going to grow up in? Will they be safe? What does their future look like? It’d be great to have the ability to not think about it all….but I know people like that….people who really don’t show concern….and I can’t relate to them….
 
I am gravely concerned.
 
The only thing that brings me peace is my hope and faith.
 
I know that my children were born for such a time as this. They have a specific calling on their lives, no life is an accident….God says that he knew us before we were formed in our mother’s womb.
 
Even if it does get crazier…more insane…we are equipped because we have Jesus.
 
Years ago when I was living in Los Angeles, I had the words “Hebrews 13:5″ tattooed on my wrist the passage is: “I will never leave you or forsake you” -that is a promise God made to me, to all of us. At the time it meant so much to me but it means even more now.  
 
My husband reads a ton…more than almost anyone I have ever known. He is reading everything he can get his hands on right now about the wars our country has fought. He told me that the Marines primary prayer is Psalm 23. It’s amazing how scripture rings true throughout history. There is no beginning or end to its relevance in our lives.
 
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
 
With all the chaos in the world…..there is something that does not change…..something that is the same as it was yesterday, today and forever more….Jesus and his words to us. It’s easy for it all to get cloudy…right vs. wrong, good vs. evil, the world is becoming more and more gray…..
 
It’s easy to get off course….to question direction….
Our anchor in the storm has to be the bible. The bible is the compass we were given in a lost world. If it’s not in the words we were given…..question it. Thank God we have this though! I believe that No words are divine unless they are found in the scriptures. Remember this when the wind starts to blow…. 
No matter what happens, what may come, what lies ahead….do not fear. We are more than conquerors in Christ Jesus. In the end….all will bow all will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord….