Brief Review

While I have tried to publish things of similar themes alongside of each other, the column to the right has moved with the new posts instead of staying with those thoughts they were associated with. While looking for a quote that I might use elsewhere, I have reviewed my entire blog, discovering they have deleted my first three posts. Since I wrote my thoughts elsewhere first-on word documents, I should be able to replace them. In addition, I would like to provide a brief list of the most important posts.
Why I care-in 2008, Ps. 12 Revisited-Oct. 19, 2007, Who is the Messenger and What is His Role-Nov. 24, 2007. It is an analysis based on the concordance at the end of my Koran, and a few other Suras and verses as well. In Honor of All Saints Day-Nov. 10, 2007. The Sexual Purity of Muslims. What is Faith. Is Jesus the Son of God and other issues. Blog 10-Our Intercessors. Post Seven, also Oct. 19, 2007 is one of my favorites with its joke about coke. There are some that are very positive. Ideas we can agree on-Oct. 12, 2007, and Post Five is even kinder. The Son of God, an early one has a section explaining the strutting of the unbelievers and discussion on humility vs boasting. Post 12 holds quotations and expressions out of the Bible that are not credited to it, just so you know all that flowery language isn't original to the Koran. The later post 12 revisited goes back and quotes the Bible verses or explains the context. This does not include all the Bible stories, because mostly they are butchered, with little accuracy. I believe Post Six and four deal with those. I will have to go back to view posts 1-3, as they no longer exist online.

The Destruction of the West?

I am at this point sick at heart as I watch the intentional destruction of and dismembership of my country and its economy. Yes, there will be fluctuations of those who support the actions of this administration. They do, usually, reward their associates. But segment after segment is being taken over, weakened, and prepared for elimination. I could blame this on the ignorance of a few, the naivete of the youth, blistering and perhaps legitimate rage of minorities, embittered by years of poverty. I blame the universities who years ago started indoctrinating the next generations, and then filtered it down into the schools. I have been in enough classrooms across the district to have seen some of it.

I had thought that we could forestall this. With enough political action we could protect democracy. By electing enough godly people, the folks would endure. But the truth is that nothing can hold back the judgment of God, if that is what it is. Very little can be done if it is corporate America-which segued out of that long ago into multi-cultural entities of the world. What can one person do to hold back the one world economy that is envisioned? And what do I care who makes the profits as long as it is not me?

I was long ago consigned to the bottom of the barrel. Even when I tried to get jobs, after suffering poverty for the sake of the ministry, I was told I was not even worthy to work in a parking garage because I had bad credit. Apparently even a servant of God is liable to become a thief-the concept of nobility of character is not something corporations can foresee. I lived most of my adult life without medical care, without dental care for myself or my children. They did receive medical care for simple things like colds,, and occasionally I did for that as well as pregnancy. And the Lord kept us healthy. But why should I cry for those who every year got tests and exams and dental care, who did nothing to help provide employment though they knew we were almost destitute? Is this something that calls me to action? Not really. People all over the world go without-what makes them so special they should never suffer the loss of this luxury?

Have I not spent the last few years, even decades observing the lives of the underclasses? It's been a lifelong case study, as I share in their experiences. I have seen, to varying degress up close and personal, the lives of crack addicts and the effects on their children, of street children who do whatever it takes to survive and contribute to the rent wherever they stay. It could have been a lot closer, and I am thankful it was with some distance and objectivity that I was exposed, and to so little.

But in the meanwhile I have loss my class status. I do not belong with the college educated or the professionals any more. What would I have in common with them? Politics, philosophy, literature, and other intellectual pursuits to be sure. I am of them. But the social expectations, the vacations, the whole lifestyle I have missed. Some of this was intentional. A good deal of it, I admit.

I asked the Lord to deliver me and my family from materialism back when I was young and naive enough to not understand the cost of that prayer. It was a good prayer, as I wanted my children to be pure, and to worship only the Lord. They have been delivered from a great deal of the selfishness of the middle class. Blindness to the suffering of others is not really one of their characteristics, though they have learned the importance of having sufficient money to provide for themselves and their own families. I am happy mostly with how they turned out.

But in the process of raising them, I have watched with horror how the next generations were being alienated from the society I was raised in. Taught to distrust parents and institutions which had shaped previous ones. Public standards of morality were openly tortured. I fought it as best I could, whether with lectures about which shows they could watch, or what clothes they could wear, how they could act, and with whom they should associate. I worked in my neighborhoods and in politics. I fought every agenda that was trying to discredit our heritage, whether the gay one, Islam, or drugs. But one cannot hold back the tide.

It is ironic. What could a bunch of rock throwing emaciated children do other than cause a few bruises or blow up a few people at stop signs? That alone cannot bring down America, much less the west. Surely it is funded by oil money and the prosperity of the Arabs. But we had more money than that. We could blast each economy back to the stone age, with the amount of rocket fire we have available. We choose not to. I am not sure why we send our boys if we do not want to win, but then we are not fighting a regular war. Or weren't. Obama isn't really committed to any of it. He certainly doesn't care about protecting our heritage.

I do not believe Islam will conquer the west. We will conquer ourselves. Or rather our corporations and special interests will. The Bible says God pulls down and raises up countries and leaders. I do believe that. It also says He will shake those things that are shakeable in order to prove that which is unshakeable. And though the concepts of freedom of the press, free speech, and all our other liberties are not wrong, they can be lost. Others in many countries cannot speak freely, cannot travel or move as they will. I may have to face this. But it leaves that which is not moveable to still be trusted in. The Word of God, the Bible. My Savior, my Father. The eternal inheritance of the saints. And He will conquer, though He allows winnowing now. In that security I can move forward.