I Still Like the Old Paths Best…

 

I wish the Old Paths were ahead of us instead of behind us…

I liked the old paths… when 
Moms were at home, and 
Dads were at work. 
Brothers went into the army, 
And sisters got married BEFORE having children! Crime did not pay; 
Hard work did; 
And people knew the difference. Moms could cook; 
Dads would work; and
Children would behave. 

Husbands were loving; 
Wives were supportive; 
And children were polite. 

Women wore the jewelry; 
And Men wore the pants. 

Women looked like ladies; 
Men looked like gentlemen; 
And children looked decent. 

People loved the truth, 
And hated a lie.

They came to church to get IN, 
Not to get OUT! 

Hymns sounded Godly; 
Sermons sounded helpful; 
Rejoicing sounded normal; 
And crying sounded sincere. 

Cursing was wicked; 
Drugs were for illness; 
And divorce was unthinkable. 

The flag was honored; 
America was beautiful; 
And God was welcome! 

We read the Bible in public; 
Prayed in school; 
And preached from house to house.

To be called an American was worth dying for; 
To be called an American was worth living for; 
To be called a traitor was a shame!

I still like the old paths the best! 

The Liberal News Media… Don’t You Just Love ‘Em!

I THINK IT IS REMARKABLE THAT THE PRESS CAN FIND EVERY WOMAN WITH WHOM TIGER WOODS HAS HAD AN AFFAIR WITH IN THE LAST FEW YEARS, WITH PHOTOS, TEXT MESSAGES, RECORDED PHONE CALLS, ETC.

THEY KNOW NOT ONLY THE CAUSE OF THE  FAMILY FIGHT, BUT THEY EVEN KNOW IT WAS A WEDGE FROM HIS GOLF BAG THAT SHE USED TO BREAK OUT THE WINDOWS IN THE ESCALADE.  NOT ONLY THAT, THEY KNOW WHICH WEDGE!!!

THIS IS THE SAME PRESS (OR IS IT?) THAT CANNOT LOCATE OBAMA’S BIRTH CERTIFICATE … OR ANY OF HIS PAPERS WHILE IN COLLEGE.  

TRULY REMARKABLE.

A LIBERAL HOLIDAY GREETING FOR DEMOCRATS

To All My Democrat Friends:

Please accept, with no obligation, implied or explicit,my best wishes for an environmentally conscious, socially responsible, low-stress, non-addictive, gender-neutral celebration of the winter solstice holiday, practiced within the most enjoyable traditions of the religious persuasion of your choice, or secular practices of your choice, with respect for the religious/secular persuasion and/or traditions of others, or their choice not to practice religious or secular traditions at all.

I also wish you a fiscally successful, personally fulfilling and medically uncomplicated recognition of the onset of the generally accepted calendar year 2010, but not without due respect for the calendars of choice of other cultures whose contributions to society have helped make America great. Not to imply that America is necessarily greater than any other country nor the only America in the Western Hemisphere.

These wishes are made without regard to the race, creed, color, age, physical ability, religious faith or sexual preference of the wishes.

‘Tis the Season

THE CHRISTMAS PAGEANT

My husband and I had been happily married (most of the time) for five years but hadn’t been blessed with a baby.

I decided to do some serious praying and promised God that if he would give us a child, I would be a perfect mother, love it with all my heart, and raise it with His word as my guide.

God answered my prayers and blessed us with a son.

The next year, God blessed us with another son.

The following year, He blessed us with yet another son.

The year after that, we were blessed with a daughter.

My husband thought we’d been blessed right into poverty.  We now had four children, and the oldest was only four years old.

I learned never to ask God for anything unless I meant it.   As a minister once told me, “If you pray for rain, make sure you carry an umbrella.”

I began reading a few verses of the Bible to the children each day as they lay in their cribs.

I was off to a good start. God had entrusted me with four children, and I didn’t want to disappoint Him.

I tried to be patient the day the children smashed two dozen eggs on the kitchen floor searching for baby chicks.

I tried to be understanding when they started a hotel for homeless frogs in the spare bedroom; although it took me nearly two hours to catch all twenty-three frogs.

When my daughter poured ketchup all over herself and rolled up in a blanket to see how it felt to be a hot dog… I tried to see the humor rather than the mess.

In spite of changing over twenty-five thousand diapers, never eating a hot meal, and never sleeping for more than thirty minutes at a time, I still thanked God daily for my children.

While I couldn’t keep my promise to be a perfect mother… I didn’t even come close… I did keep my promise to raise them in the Word of God.

I knew I was missing the mark just a little when I told my daughter we were going to church to worship God, and she wanted to bring a bar of soap along to “wash up” Jesus, too.

Something was lost in the translation when I explained that God gave us everlasting life, and my son thought it was generous of God to give us his “last wife.”

My proudest moment came during the children’s Christmas pageant.

My daughter was playing Mary, two of my sons were shepherds, and my youngest son was a wise man.  This was their moment to shine.

My five-year-old shepherd had practiced his line, “We found the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes.”

But he was nervous and said, “The baby was wrapped in wrinkled clothes.”

My four-year-old “Mary” said, “That’s not ‘wrinkled clothes,’ silly.  That’s dirty, rotten clothes.”

A wrestling match broke out between Mary and the shepherd, and was stopped by an angel, who bent her halo and lost her left wing.

I slouched a little lower in my seat when Mary dropped the doll representing Baby Jesus, and it bounced down the aisle crying, “Mama-mama.”

Mary grabbed the doll, wrapped it back up and held it tightly as the wise men arrived.

My other son stepped forward wearing a bathrobe and a paper crown, knelt at the manger and announced, “We are the three wise men, and we are bringing gifts of gold, common sense and fur.”

The congregation dissolved into laughter, and the pageant got a standing ovation.

“I’ve never enjoyed a Christmas program as much as this one,” laughed the pastor, wiping tears from his eyes.  “For the rest of my life, I’ll never hear the Christmas story without thinking of gold, common sense and fur.”

“My children are my pride, and my joy, and my greatest blessing,” I said, as I dug through my purse for an aspirin.

Jesus had no servants, yet they called Him “Master.”

Had no degree, yet they called Him “Teacher.”

Had no medicines, yet they called Him “Healer.”

Had no army, yet kings feared Him.

He won no military battles, yet He conquered the world.

He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him.

He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today.

Feel honored to serve such a Leader who loves us.

Physics 101

Who’s Looking Out For You????

I don’t care who you are… Democrat, Republican, or Independent… liberal or conservative… blue state or red state… you have to be appalled at the sheer gall of this woman!

This is QUEEN PELOSI’S NEW JET!!!

And the Democrats talk about Sarah’s dresses???

Queen Pelosi wasn’t happy with the small USAF C-20B Jet, Gulfstream III, that comes with the Speaker’s job… OH NO!  Queen Pelosi was aggravated that this little jet had to stop to refuel, so she ordered a Big Fat, 200-seat, USAF C-32, Boeing 757 Jet that could get her back to California without stopping!

I understand that a former Speaker of the House, Newt Gingrich, flew commercial most of the time.

Many, many legislators walked by and grinned with glee as Joe informed everyone of what Queen Nancy’s Big Fat Jet costs us, the hard working American taxpayers… literally thousands of gallons of fuel every week.

Since she only works 3 days a week, this gas guzzling jet gets fueled and she flies home to California every Friday, and returns every Monday, at a cost to the taxpayers (YOU and I are those taxpayers!) of about $60,000, one way!

As Joe put it, “Unfortunately we have to pay to bring her back on Monday night, and that costs us another $60,000!”  Taxpayers, that is $480,000 per month, and that is an annual cost to us of $5,760,000!!!

No wonder she complains about the cost of this war… it might cramp her style, and she is styling on my back and yours.

I think of the military families in this country doing without, and this woman, who heads up the most do-nothing Congress in the history of our country, keeps fueling that jet while doing nothing.

Queen Pelosi wants you and I to conserve our carbon footprint.  She wants us to buy  smaller cars, and Obama wants us to get a bicycle pump and air up our tires. Who do these people think they are???  Their motto is, “Don’t do as I do… JUST DO AS I SAY!”

Keep in mind that the figures above do NOT include the cost of the plane or crew… just the fuel!!!  One has to wonder what the total package cost is to us.  And, on top of that… now she wants to tax our IRA’s & 401K’s!

Oklahoma May Just Be the Place to Live!

An update from Oklahoma :

Oklahoma law passed, 37 to 9, had a few liberals in the mix, an amendment to place the Ten Commandments on the front entrance to the state capitol.  The Feds in D.C., along with the ACLU, said it would be a mistake.  Hey this is a conservative state, based on Christian values!   HB 1330

Guess what… Oklahoma did it anyway.

Oklahoma recently passed a law in the state to incarcerate all illegal immigrants and ship them back to where they came from unless they want to get a green card and become an American citizen.  They all scattered.  HB 1804.  Hope we didn’t send any of them to your state.  This was against the advice of the Federal Government, and the ACLU; they said  it would be a mistake.

Guess what… Oklahoma did it anyway.

Recently, we passed a law to include DNA samples from any and all illegals to the Oklahoma database for criminal investigative purposes.  Pelosi said it was unconstitutional.   SB 1102

Guess what… Oklahoma did it anyway.

Several weeks ago, we passed a law declaring Oklahoma as a Sovereign state, not under the Federal Government directives, joining Texas, Montana and Utah as the only states to do so.  More states are likely to follow; such as, Louisiana, Alabama, Georgia, the Carolinas, Tennessee, Kentucky, Missouri, Arkansas, West Virginia, Mississippi, and Florida.  Save your confederate money; it appears the South is about to rise up once again.  HJR 1003

The Federal Government has made bold steps to take away our guns.  Oklahoma, a week ago, passed a law confirming that people in this state have the right to bear arms and transport them in their vehicles.  I’m sure that was a set back for the criminals (and Obamaites).  Liberals didn’t like it… but…

Guess what… Oklahoma did it anyway.

Just this month, my state has voted and passed a law that ALL driver’s license exams will be printed in English, and only English, and no other language.  We have been called racist for doing this; but the fact is, that ALL of our road signs are in English only.  If you want to drive in Oklahoma, you must read and write English.  Really simple.

By the way, Obama does not like any of this.

Guess what… who cares… Oklahoma is doing it anyway.

Oh yes, Obama prays, alright…

WITH THE MUSLIMS!!This is OUR President at a MOSQUE prayer session LAST WEEK AT THE WHITE HOUSE, on the site where the INAUGURATION is held every 4 years!

He canceled OUR CHRISTIAN “NATIONAL DAY OF PRAYER”…Now…THIS.
For Obama to continue as our president is an INSULT TO OUR FOUNDING FATHERS!

If you question the impact of the above picture, get a copy of the book The Sword of the Prophet by Serge Trifkovic. It is well researched, documented and highly trustworthy.

Anyone who believes that ‘Islam is NOT a major threat to our freedom and country’ has their head in the sand. This includes Obama himself.

Excerpt from the book: “the broad sweep of the global military, political, moral, and — yes — spiritual struggle that faces us; and what we must do if we wish to survive. Above all, we must avoid the twin perils of complacency and despair, and for that a sober, factual, and contextual presentation like that found in Trifkovic’s work is essential. Every American owes it to himself to know the real score of the post-9/11 world — and this slim but invaluable volume is the place to start.

Enter Serge Trifkovic, a man of extraordinary intellectual courage. His book, THE SWORD OF THE PROPHET” departs from the moral “neutrality” of academia and, in six lucid and well-documented chapters, provides a “Politically Incorrect Guide to Islam.” Citing the Kuran and the voluminous Hadiths – the Traditions of what Muhammad said and did – Dr. Trifkovic exposes Islam’s prophet as cruel, ignorant, and lascivious. He examines Islam’s fatalistic theology; reviews this religion’s devastation of other civilizations; warns of the Muslims’ insidious penetration of America and Europe; criticizes U.S. appeasement of Saudi Arabia and other Islamic regimes; and goes to the heart of what must be done to prevent Islam’s global ascendancy.

STAND UP FOR YOUR STATE

GUESS WHAT! OKLAHOMA MAY JUST BE THE PLACE TO LIVE! An update from Oklahoma : Oklahoma law passed, 37 to 9, had a few liberals in the mix, an amendment to place the Ten Commandments on the front entrance to the state capitol.  The feds in D.C., along with the ACLU, said it would be a mistake. Hey this is a conservative state, based on Christian values…! HB 1330 Guess what…….. Oklahoma did it anyway. Oklahoma recently passed a law in the state to incarcerate all illegal immigrants, and ship them back to where they came from unless they want to get a green card and become an American citizen.  They all scattered. HB 1804. Hope we didn’t send any of them to your state.  This was against the advice of the Federal Government, and the ACLU, they said  it would be a mistake. Guess what……… Oklahoma did it anyway. Recently we passed a law to include DNA samples from any and all illegals to the Oklahoma database, for criminal investigative purposes.  Pelosi said it was unconstitutional. SB 1102 Guess what……. Oklahoma   did it anyway. Several weeks ago, we passed a law, declaring Oklahoma as a Sovereign state, not under the Federal Government directives.  Joining   Texas , Montana and Utah as the only states to do so.  More states are likely to follow:  Louisiana, Alabama, Georgia, the Carolina’s, Tennessee, Kentucky, Missouri, Arkansas, West Virginia, Mississippi, Florida.  Save your confederate money, it appears the South is about to rise up once again.  HJR 1003 The federal Government has made bold steps to take away our guns. Oklahoma, a week ago, passed a law confirming people in this state have the right to bear arms and transport them in their vehicles.  I’m sure that was a set back for the criminals (and Obamaites). Liberals didn’t like it — But … Guess what……….. Oklahoma did it anyway. Just this month, my state has voted and passed a law that ALL driver’s license exams will be printed in English, and only English, and no other language.  We have been called racist for doing this, but the fact is that ALL of our road signs are in English only.  If you want to drive in Oklahoma , you must read and write English.  Really simple. By the way, Obama does not like any of this. Guess what….who cares… Oklahoma is doing it anyway.

A Different Kind of Christmas Poem

May We Always Remember Them…

The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room, and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.

The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

The sound wasn’t loud, and it wasn’t too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear..
Perhaps just a cough, I didn’t quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.

Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.

“What are you doing?” I asked without fear,
“Come in this moment, it’s freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!”
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.

To the window that danced with a warm fire’s light
Then he sighed and he said “Its really all right,
I’m out here by choice. I’m here every night.”
“It’s my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.”

“No one had to ask or beg or implore me;
I’m proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at ‘Pearl on a day in December,”
Then he sighed, “That’s a Christmas ‘Gram always remembers.”
“My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ‘Nam’,
And now it is my turn; and so, here I am.”

“I’ve not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he’s sure got her smile.”
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue… an American flag.
“I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.”

“I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother…
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.”

“So go back inside,” he said, “Harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting, and I’ll be all right.”
“But isn’t there something I can do, at the least?
Give you money,” I asked, “Or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you’ve done,
For being away from your wife and your son.”

Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
“Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we’re gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.”

PLEASE, would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many
people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our
U.S service men and women for our being able to celebrate these
festivities. Let’s try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people
stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.

LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
30th Naval Construction Regiment
OIC, Logistics Cell One
Al Taqqadum, Iraq