Wednesday, April 28, 2010

How Mexico treats illegal aliens (

As many know, I am one who has bent over backward to show the love of Christ to the Hispanic population of Cincinnati, going far out of my way to serve them. However, I really have to agree with what this article spells out ever so clearly. Arizona's treatment of the illegal alien population, and the wanna-be's on the other side of the border, is a cake walk compared to the treatment of Mexico toward illegals in their country. Click the link below to read what I'm talking about.

Hate the sin, love the sinner - just like Jesus.

How Mexico treats illegal aliens (

'Enshrinement' of sharia a major threat (

I just read this little article, published by Faith McDonnell, director of the religious liberty program at the Institute on Religion & Democracy, makes a very valid and intelligent point. Click on the link to get the picture she presents...

'Enshrinement' of sharia a major threat (

The End of Days

So, it's 10:06am on a Wednesday morning.  The sun is up in all its glory, the sky is blue, it's rather cool outside.  I am thinking about the fact that yesterday, I won a contract to put a new roof on an apartment building in a town near here.  My wife was just asking how we were going to be able to even have money for gas for our cars.  We are living in a new reality, namely, that more than ever it is a good thing to be in Gods hands.

Something happened a couple of weeks ago, I can't go into details, but suffice it to say that I made a step forward in a critical area in my life and walk with God.  Something had been plaguing me for years, decades even, and suddenly God gave me grace to overcome it, to give it into his hands.  The most amazing thing is that the results have been immediate and amazing.  Many things seem to be happening that looked blocked before.  Business transactions that just would not come through, that were on hold, have started to break free, like a log jam coming loose.  It's amazing and cool to witness. 

Life is opening up for me.  I believe that this one thing has barred my way for nearly thirty long years, and is now fading away, swept back by the loving hand of a loving God, Yahweh, my God.  Jehovah is good, very good.

Come Lord Jesus.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Death by...

I got a call from my dad the other day, saying that an old friend of mine had died.  Well, he wasn't very old, and he wasn't really a friend.  The fact of the matter was that the guy, at least when I knew him, had a major problem with anger control.  I watched him beat some kid whose head was encircled by this guys arm, some 30 times in the face.  Once, when this guy was on crutches, sitting outside the locker room door at high school, he tried to trip me with his crutch.  Not a good idea.  I was recovering from my one and only alcoholic binge, and was in no mood to be messed with.  My reaction was to grab his crutch and fling it across the gymnasium.  That didn't sit well with him, so he came after me, hopping on one foot.  Apparently, he thought he could take me, even on one foot.  After receiving the reward of his efforts directly in the middle of his nose, the other kids in class grabbed him and kept him from destroying me, thankfully!  He came away with a broken nose, and I survived.

Well, I hadn't seen my friend since 1980 or '81, though I had heard that he was in and out of trouble, drinking like a fish, and taking drugs.  I guess he had had a hard way to go growing up with and alcoholic parent, and took his anger and frustration out in those ways.  Poor guy.

So, it turns out that he went to a party, and drank until he died.  That just seems impossible to me, and sad.  It makes me want to be sure not to become an alcoholic myself.  I'm bad enough without the alcohol.  Yeah!

Friday, April 9, 2010

Peru Turning to God

So, it would seem that the fire is getting stoked in Peru.

A Peruvian friend of mine just informed me that his church in Lima has started 24/7 prayer and worship, sparked into life by recent world events.  The people there, overwhelmingly Roman Catholic, are seeing the signs of the times, smelling the coffee, and doing what every person on Earth who calls themselves by the name of Christ should be doing - repenting, praying and fasting.

You ask, "Why should I spend perfectly good time acting like an old woman, crying out to some deity, in an age where we have unequivocally proven that God does not exist?"  My answer, after 40 years of considering just that, is that the only thing that we have unequivocally proven is that we don't know squat, we don't know much more about what we think we know than we knew 2000 years ago.  It's a matter of honesty, really.

Let's consider the preponderance of evidence proving the existence of ETs.  Thousands upon thousands of individuals claiming abduction, hundreds of government officials, behind the scenes, admitting that THEY are certain that we are being visited, studied, impregnated, experimented upon, thousands of videos of UFO sightings.  So ARE we being visited by aliens from other galaxies?  Not according to the physicists that have been studying the video archives of UFOs.

Almost universally, and for very logical reasons, their response is that we are being visited by beings from other DIMENSIONS!  The UFOs do things that are completely impossible in our dimension, such as going from 0 to 16,000mph in seconds (think hamburger inside the ships), performing 90 degree turns while flying at very high speeds (without slowing down), materializing and de-materializing in a split second.  Where would they go if they de-materialized in thin air?  The only logical answer is to another dimension.  Physicists have now determined that there exist at least 10 dimensions.  Oddly, that concurs with the Holy Bible.  The biblical verbiage being heavens, which. by description, equal dimensions.  That's interesting, isn't it?

Chuck Messler has an excellent website that, if visited, and thoroughly investigated by non-believers, could very well make believers out of them by itself, it's that good.  Chuck, very convincingly describes in great detail, who and what he believes these "aliens" to be, and why he has come to these conclusions.  I'm convinced.  His explanations make perfect sense.

So we're talking about Nephilim, or giants, or demons, or angels, or cheribim.  In a huge percentage of the abduction cases, sexually-oriented experiments are conducted upon the women "victims".  Why the propensity for this sort of thing?  Are they "aliens" doing a cross-breeding program to come up with aliens that can live in our biosphere?  Or is it just as likely that a rehash of the oft repeated theme of the gods coming down and taking wives from among the sons of men is occurring?  In cultures around the world, there are legends that look suspiciously like the biblical narrative regarding "the sons of God" coming down and taking wives from among the sons of men.  Think Hercules, the son of Zeus, for instance.  There are many, many more almost exactly like it.  Could it be that the angels of God, who most often have appeared in physical bodies.  And if they did that, wouldn't their sons be incredible individuals?  Yes, they would be amazing, but not human.

Jesus Christ came, lived, bled and died exclusively for the human race, that would exclude the hybrid angel/human individuals.

To Be Continued...

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Instapundit, An Eye-Opening Experience

Recently, I was re-introduced to a site called  Now everyone knows what "insta" means, but do you know what pundit means? defines a pundit as • PUNDIT (noun)

  The noun PUNDIT has 1 sense:
1. someone who has been admitted to membership in a scholarly field

This site is a serious eye-opener.  You will wake up the next day, and not recognize yourself, you will have learned so many alarming, amazing things about things of national importance, I did, and I'm a smart guy.  So check it out for ya'sef, homey.

Getting back to...

So, I'm working on creating another blog.  I wrote an article on it a little while ago.  It's called Survive, The Magazine for those of us who aren't going to lay down and die.  Pretty macho, eh?  Yeah, I think so too.

So the thing is, I'm trying to decide how to go about it.  I really want to create an online magazine, complete with multiple articles per month.  The purpose is to provide another mode for folks to prepare for what is doubtless around the bend, and help people survive the ordeal.  I see us, the USA, as living in a dream state, not living in reality.  We have lived many decades, propped up, trodding on the heads and shoulders of the "lesser" nations.  I suspect that the shtuff is going to hit the fan shortly.

I want to be ready-ish, and in making MY preparations, I intend to drag as many along for the ride as possible.  I've not lived a normal life, by any stretch of the imagination.  It's been a very different one for me.

Survive Magazine will, therefore, contain my own writings, and hopefully the writings of others who are moving in the same direction.  Since I am an Evangelical Christian, there will surely be lots of Jesus included in the mix.  We will discuss the possibilities regarding end-times scenarios, discuss theology pertinent to that subject, look at the various takes on the subject, and what to do, where to go, how to do it, how not to do it, and hopefully, be of service to our fellow man.

The blog will be called Survive Magazine, and will hopefully start within the next few months.  Survive Magazine will be hosted on



Oh, My Goodness!

I receive an email news source almost daily.  It IS a source that is heavily slanted in the direction of Christianity, I know, but still... I'm a Christian.

I just read an ominous article about potentialities coming from Asia.  Here is the link:

I think you'll find this interesting.

Any comments?


Sunday, April 4, 2010

Happy Resurrection Sunday!

Yep, it's that day again.  This morning my oldest daughter, who happens to be my oldest, came into our room and said "Happy Resurrection Sunday!"  I said, "Happy Easter to you, too!", to which she replied, with a snarl on her lovely face, "I'll never say 'Easter' again, that is a derivative of the name of Ashtar, a female goddess of the Middle East area.  "Hmm," says I.

So within a few minutes, the young lady says, "I love Easter!", a big, sappy smile on her face.  I replied with, "What?", to which she said, "I love Easter," to which I replied, "What?", to which she said, "Oh!".

So we went to the park to hide "Resurrection Sunday" eggs, which turned out to not be eggs at all, but rather egg-shaped plastic containers which contained money.  The boy and I spent ten minutes hiding the entire lot, something like 40 "eggs".  Then the hungry horde descended upon us, the relatives, that is.  While I was busy hiding the "eggs", I was looking down at my handiwork, which didn't look very handy, when a pair of small, black feet came into my field of view.  The little guy asked me what I was doing.  I told him, saying that we were going to have a party.  The next second, the little guy ran toward the monkey bars, saying, "Trevor, we're gonna have a party.  He's hiding Easter eggs."  Too cute.

So we chowed heartily, the food quickly evaporating.  The conversations were good, for a change.  Most everyone was friendly.  And the best part... a relative that no one had seen in 29 years came to the party.  That was amazing.  She and her twin sister had vanished after their parents passed away in 1980, or so, never to be seen nor heard from until the last couple of weeks, then there she was.  The funny part is that one of the relatives had been working with her boyfriend for years, never knowing that connection existed till now!  Wow.