Stimulating Sadness

Those aware of the recent news know that a stimulus bill was passed by the house and the senate. Those aware of the details of that bill may have aching hearts like me. It is hard to watch a free nation become a restricted place. My eyes water at the complacency of most Americans to give away freedom in exchange for “security.” The tragedy is that temporal security is as slippery as oil on a teaspoon. With one nudge the oil slips over the side and is gone forever. Security is a bright promise to the godless. When you know God and history better, security is never a guarantee other than in eternity. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that the America I knew is on the brink of destruction. Some may scoff and call it exaggeration.

What of the outline in the stimulus how a person’s life will be weighed by age and cost benefit before approval for medical treatment? Who has made the government God?
I am furious that the sanctity of the elderly is in peril. I am furious that under the stimulus doctors will become federal workers. The omniscient government will tell doctors how to treat their patients. When will our nation in its foolishness for global warming and food shortages tell doctors to limit household sizes by forced abortions or sterilization like China?

When will this socialist government cap greedy doctors' pay like already proposed for executives? The government wants the worker bees to feel incensed that the queen bee is reaping the rewards of the hive. Students of science and economics know that without the queen bee the hive wouldn’t survive. However the government wants forced equalization. Our president got elected on promises of redistributing wealth. Remember holding onto your wallet is selfish. The government is going to right the wrongs of the exploited proletariat. The problem is these over-reaching promises spawn a glorified pickpocket.

When will the desperate government retreat to a cashless society because it has devalued the dollar by irresponsible printing of money and borrowing from China? The added benefit is cashless societies are easier to control. No one would disagree that the government who holds 100 million purse strings holds the power.

When will the bankrupted government take away the churches nonprofit status in hopes of filling its empty coffers? Or perhaps churches will be able to keep their tax status if they comply with reeducation of their congregations. And a liberal will be the first to tell you that Christians are in dire need of reeducation with larger than average family sizes, intolerance of “women’s rights” and backwards view on sexual orientation.

China, our benevolent lender, is also becoming our role model. China in their cultural revolution did an efficient job of censoring spoken opposition and pitting the have-nots against the haves. Both of these are happening on our soil. Right now America’s airwaves are under attack. The fairness doctrine is being pushed to silence the opponents to such radical progress. In the near future Rush may not be heard. Dictatorships are born from calamity and aggression. Why do people let themselves be enslaved? Are we asleep? Do our elected officials really even listen? All I know is this stimulus bill has stimulated my sadness.

For more info about the healthcare reform in the stimulus bill…please read the February 9th, Bloomberg article Ruin Your Health With the Obama Stimulus Plan: Betsy McCaughey

The Texas Talltale

Over his Cheerios, Fritz told Emily this morning that he was born at the beach. Indeed, he was born a few blocks from the beach. Then Fritz turned to me and asked, "How did you find me?"

I told him, "You were buried in the sand and inside a seashell."

Fritz very seriously and with the gullibility of a six-year-old said, "Was I really? I don't remember that."

Dreamy Coloring

Conked out on her coloring book.


Her pen was still poised in her right hand.


And her left hand was stuffed in her pant pocket.

The Fire Shark

The challenge was to take this block of wood and make a car. I used the chopsaw, jigsaw, chisel, and pocket knife. All my digits are still here...so I think the project was a success.


Alex painting his Awana Grand Prix car.







Fritz named his car the Lightning Cage. Like Alex, he was heavily involved in the design process. They race on January 31st.

Prides and joys

Wrinkling her nose is so adorable.



Without electricity for 48 hours makes one remember simpler times. People were tougher stock to tolerate the cold in winter and the heat in summer. To cook, store and prepare food must have been quite the task. And don't mention laundry for a family of six. I realize I know nothing about hardship. Reading by firelight I finished some amazing books.

Lot's Wife

Here it seems unlikely that I would be turned into a pillar of salt. Maybe instead I would be a pillar of ice. If I have lost you, let me confide that I understand the Biblical account in Genesis 19 of Mrs. Lot turning back to look at Sodom better than ever. The analogy isn’t perfect, but I really feel as if God has warned me that once we move, my heart needs to move with it. I have loved it here. Over the dozen moves I’ve made, this is by far my favorite place to have lived. The weather is flip-flopped from down south. You spend all summer outside here, but wear a bathrobe over your clothes daily in the winter (or at least, I do). Due to the climate, people still read here. The libraries are fabulous and the used bookstore with its 50 cent books will be forever missed. Of the two churches we have attended I have been struck by the maturity of the believers and the meat of the services. The downtown has swanky eateries and cool boutiques. It is the perfect size town with loads of shopping, but no traffic. And the fact that Dutch immigrants established themselves here over 100 years ago, most of the houses are very tidy and incredibly charming with their steep roofs and window boxes. The parks are a child’s paradise, because there are no mosquitoes. In 4 ½ years, I haven’t seen one roach in the house either. Don’t think I have forgotten what a tropical climate does for the bugs. They have a party. Yes, at my expense.

All said, we are moving back to Texas. I am still struggling with the fact. But when Lot’s wife was told to pack up, she was strictly warned not to look back. Okay, maybe physical destruction is not imminent for Kazoo, but economic destruction has already taken its toll. Bad government decisions, high taxes and corporate discrimination are destroying Michigan. Like Sodom, the inhabitants have brought the punishment on themselves. Now, I understand Lot’s wife who loved the comfort of her house and the familiarity of her city. Maybe she had grown hardened to the vileness around her. Intellectually I know her happiness was not as important as her holiness. God, in his mercy, was taking her out of a place that wasn't good for her. Yet it is hard to flee something you love. Once you start obeying, it is equally hard to stay the course and not glance back. My friends, I don’t want to be a pillar of ice. How tragic to be frozen in the past. Pray for me. I know God has prepared a new place for us, but even so I struggle.

Acronymic Alex

A is for Admirable
My firstborn turned nine yesterday. Born six weeks early and weighing in at only 4lbs 13 oz when brought home…how did he get to be so big? A few nights ago, I overheard Alex telling frightened Fritz, his roommate, something like this, “You don’t have to be afraid, because God will take care of you. He loves you. Fritz, you can talk to Jesus because He is always listening. And he is strong and he is good.” My perceptive Alex may tremble at times, but when it comes to protecting his brother or lecturing him on the attributes of God…well, he won’t balk at the task.

L is for Lean
His body is lean, but his mind is well-fed. He is a thinker, and rarer still a doer. “Do not merely listen to the word…Do what it says.” James 1:22

E is for Earnest
Alex is conscientious and hardworking. He will never be accused of half measures.

X is for Xtremely Inventive
Whether it is playing a spy or a cowboy, outside or in, Alex keeps his siblings entertained with his imagination. He constructs the Alamo out of couch cushions and cardboard becomes a gleaming scimitar.

Alas, I realize my time is half-gone with my eldest. What a sobering thought, but how good God has been to bear such evident fruit in Alex’s life.

Snow caves

Don't mind me, but I liked the Hanukkah border best. Since Christ is from the line of David and the six-pointed star also is called the Star of David, it seems fitting to use it in celebration that my Jewish Messiah has come. Therefore, Happy Hanukkah.

If you can believe it...

It was 7 degrees outside at 8:45am. It was 4 degrees at 1:30pm. And it was 2 degrees at 4:00pm. What comes to mind is Groundhog Day, the one radio DJ says, "Okay, campers, rise and shine, and don't forget your booties 'cause it's cooooold out there today."
The Second DJ replies, "It's coooold out there every day." Yes, it is.
I think Spring will be a long time in coming.

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