The Dreaded “D” Word

It’s a nine-letter word. It starts with the letter “D”. People mistakenly believe it is synonymous with liberty. Any guesses?????

Answer: DEMOCRACY

The 1928 Army Field Manual defined democracy as: “a government of the masses. Authority derived through mass meetings or any other form of direct expression. Results in mobocracy. Attitude towards property is communistic-negative property rights. Attitude toward law is that the will of the majority shall regulate, whether it is based upon deliberation or governed by passion, prejudice and impulse, without restraint or regard to consequences. It results in demagogism, license, agitation, discontent, anarchy.”

That doesn’t sound very much like liberty, does it? In fact, it sounds pretty unattractive. In 1952, that Army Field Manual was changed, and the previous definition omitted.

Personally, I much prefer a Constitutional Representative Republic, or republic for short. What’s the difference? I thought you’d never ask!

A republic is based on the rule of law. We are governed by a Constitution whose purpose is to assure that our rights are not infringed upon by the government. In fact, said document severely curtails the power allowed the government. The people are sovereign in a republic, not the politicians. The people are to elect statesmen to represent them in carrying out the limited functions of government and to see that the people’s rights are not infringed upon. Very little legislation and regulation is required in a true republic. A republic tends to foster a nation of innovation, personal responsibility, creativity, self-sufficiency, generosity, peace, justice, education, and general well-being. Why is this? Perhaps because people are free to pursue their ideas and dreams without unnecessary interference. As long as you do not infringe upon the rights of others, you are free to live your life as your conscience directs. What a novel idea!

Speaking of rights, another common misconception is that our rights come from the Constitution. No one can grant to another that which is not his to give. Our rights are God-given. Handed to us by our Creator. Every person is entitled to the same rights because they were given to us by He who is the God of all. No man can ever take those rights from you. They may oppress you, they may stifle your rights, but they can NEVER take them from you, because they are from God alone! The Constitution was a document written by men in an attempt to ensure that the new American government would not infringe upon the God-given rights of the people, as every other government on Earth had. It was an imperfect, but nonetheless, brilliant document. Sadly, we did not heed the advice of Thomas Jefferson, and bind down the government with the chains of the Constitution. Instead we gave them free-reign to trample the rights of any whom they chose, so long as we were not terribly inconvenienced ourselves.

It has been said that in a democracy, 51% of the people trample the rights of the other 49%. An accurate assessment. Thomas Jefferson said, “The republican is the only form of government which is not eternally at open or secret war with the rights of mankind.” Jefferson was not a fan of democracy, but a champion of liberty. John Adams noted, “Democracy… while it lasts is more bloody than either aristocracy or monarchy. Remember, democracy never lasts long. It soon wastes, exhausts, and murders itself. There is never a democracy that did not commit suicide.” His son, John Quincy Adams admonished us, “Posterity: you will never know how much it has cost my generation to preserve your freedom. I hope you will make good use of it.” How could we explain our current state to him? Benjamin Franklin had an amusing analogy for democracy: “Democracy is two wolves and a lamb voting on what to have for lunch. Liberty is a well-armed lamb contesting the vote!” By now you get the point I am trying to make. The early American patriots and founders loathed democracy and championed liberty. That is why they established a republic.

However, republics are hard to maintain. History has given us examples of this. Traditionally, a nation regresses from republic, to democracy, to imperialism, to dictatorship. That is why when asked what kind of government we had been given Benjamin Franklin replied, “A republic, if you can keep it.” Prophetic words indeed. In fact I would argue that we are firmly in the imperialism phase of government. The Great American Empire has been established, but it will surely fall. Make no mistake. Empires always fall in the end. As Thomas Jefferson noted, “I tremble for my country when I reflect that God is just; that his justice cannot sleep forever.” Words more true now than ever.

The tyranny that we face in America today is more than tenfold the tyranny that sparked the American Revolution. The reasons cited in the Declaration of Independence for breaking with England, can be cited in reference to our own government today. Samuel Adams said, “If ever time should come, when vain and aspiring men shall possess the highest seats in Government, our country will stand in need of its experienced patriots to prevent its ruin.” That time has come. Thomas Paine noted, “It is the duty of the patriot to protect his country from its government.” From the Declaration of Independence we read, “That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, — That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it….” It is our right, even our DUTY to set things to right. Or, shall we choose to leave it to our children? I’ll quote Thomas Paine again in response, “If there must be trouble, let it be in my day, that my child may have peace.”

Mark Twain observed, “In times of change, the Patriot is a scarce man; brave, hated and scorned. When his cause succeeds, however, the timid join him, for then it costs nothing to be a Patriot.” Men and women with the character to be patriots are sorely lacking today. We are far too comfortable in our apathy. After all, they haven’t come for us, why get involved? Make no mistake, if you attempt to hold on to even a shred of liberty, they WILL come for you. By then, there may be no one left to defend you, because you did not choose to defend those who would have come to your aid. To once again quote Mr. Franklin, “We must, indeed, all hang together or, most assuredly, we shall all hang separately.”

 

Stay tuned for the next post in the series addressing God in government.

Seeing it All Again

School with Munchkin is interesting, fun and at times challenging! Of course, just being a Mom is all of that and so much more! We are making progress, and she is enjoying learning new things. I wonder how much of it Mr. Q will just pick up on his own while I work with Munchkin. Kids are amazing.

I finished knitting a nice, wool sweater for myself. With it being so chilly lately I figured that I could do with a warm layer to throw on. It came out quite nice, but the sleeves were four inches too long. So, I just cut off the excess and refinished the edges. Cutting was scary, but it turned out fine, and now it fits perfectly. I think that’s one of the things that I like about knitting. Every project can be salvaged. Even if it means ripping the whole thing out and just using the yarn for something different! Anything can be fixed one way or another.

Yeah, I’m one of those people. A fixer. I like to fix things. If something is wrong, I have the irrepressible urge to FIX it. Problem is, I can’t. I can’t fix everything. I can’t even fix most things! Leaving it up to God to take care of is a challenge for me. I keep wanting to tinker, wanting to get it done faster. (Can you tell that I’m not a patient person?)

I suppose that’s one more thing I like about knitting. It’s been compared to meditation for some. I guess it’s true for me. It gives my fingers something to do, while leaving my mind free. Free to think, to imagine, and free to pray. I like to converse with God while I knit. I sometimes have a hard time just sitting still, and the repetitive motions help me to calm down, and just be. Once I calm down, then I can really pray, or even just meditate on whatever it is that God has been showing me lately.

It’s interesting where God meets us. He meets us wherever we happen to be. That’s so amazing to me. Explaining the concept that God is everywhere to my children has brought back some of the awe of the fact that God is right here, with me, right now. To them it is amazing that He is right here, even though we can’t see Him. Seeing their amazement has brought back some of mine. Telling my children about Him has given me the chance to see it all through new eyes again. That’s one of the gifts that God gives us when he gives us children. The chance to see it all again for the first time. The chance to remember meeting Him for the first time.

First Day of School

Munchkin had her “first day of school” yesterday. Truly, we begin educating our children from the day they are born, but since she is almost four and quite bright, I thought that setting aside some time each day for an actual lesson would be good. It lasted for 35 minutes, which at her age is quite good for an attention span. She learned about the color red, and practiced writing the letter A and a. Writing will take some practice, but I expected that. She did not. At one point she looked up at me and said, “I’m having a hard time learning…” I hugged her and explained that she was doing just fine and it takes some time and practice to learn things. After 35 minutes she declared, “I want to be done with school!” So, after she finished that round of writing A and a, I sent her into the living room to play with her brothers. I think that she expected things to progress much faster! We can’t learn to read overnight, unfortunately! She will do just fine though, and I have no doubt that once she learns to read she will follow in her parents’ footsteps and become an avid reader.

I think that it is impossible to be well-educated without being well-read. I am constantly surprised by the number of people in my age bracket that tell me they don’t really read anything except magazines. I cannot imagine never sitting down with a good book! There is so much to be learned through reading, I could never run out of reading material. The founding fathers of America had impressive personal libraries. I think this is a good indicator of how vital reading is to good education. Already we are establishing our own personal library, and we already have several books that are on the required reading list for our children!

I find it interesting that during colonial times in America, the literacy rate was quite a bit higher than it is now. Rather surprising in this day of compulsory school attendance. That a largely home-educated populous were more literate than we are today is rather telling.

A commonly held opinion in that time period was that it was important for children to learn to read so that they could read the scriptures for themselves. Remember, the abuses of the Church of England was quite fresh in the minds of these people. An awakening was preceding the Revolution in America, and people wanted their children to discover a personal relationship with God through His Word. In fact the Bible was the common “textbook” of the day for teaching children to read. What better first reading material!

The goals of education have changed greatly over the past 250 years. I do not have the goal of simply teaching my kids reading, writing and arithmetic. No, my educational goals for my children go far beyond that. I want them to learn to read so that they may read the scriptures for themselves. I want them to learn history, so that they may see the blessings granted a nation who follows God, and the judgment that befalls those who do not. I want them to learn science so that they may look in awe upon the order and majesty of God’s creation. I want them to learn mathematics so they may understand the just weight and measure that God calls for in the Bible. I want them to learn to write so that they may share with others what God has revealed to them. Most importantly, I want them to learn the Scriptures, so that no man may sway them from the truth.

A homeschooling mom once said it best. The most important things we will ever teach our children cannot be measured on an achievement test. Character cannot be measured by any but God. Our childrens’ character is what we are to carefully shape through education. God commands parents to teach their children of Him constantly. God has entrusted us with a precious child, our greatest task is to point their heart to the cross.

Nostalgia

I always watch some sci-fi on New Year’s Eve. It’s sort of a tradition for me. I didn’t intend to stay up until midnight this year, but Aaron was gone, the kids were in bed, and Netflix had season 2 & 3 of the new Dr. Who on instant watch. I was up until 2 AM…

I like the fun science fiction, not the really scary horror stuff. I enjoy Star Trek TOS, Star Wars, Dr. Who, Stargate, you know, the stuff that’s a little weird and slightly creepy, but mostly just fun. I grew up watching Star Trek every night with my Dad, and Dr. Who every Saturday with him. Maybe it’s nostalgia that attracts me to them. Well, that and an interesting story line. I seriously wonder if ANYONE can write a decent plot anymore… But I digress.

I found myself quite wrapped up in the adventures of the tenth Doctor. David Tennant is a great actor, and plays the role really well. My favorite episodes are those written by T. Russell Davies, one of the old Dr. Who writers. Long-time fans will readily recognize his name. It was quite fun to see the differences and similarities between the new and the old Dr. Who that I used to watch.

I wonder if my kids will want to sit on the couch and watch science fiction with me someday. Interesting the memories that we carry with us into adulthood.

Another great show is the original Twilight Zone. The episode “The Obsolete Man” is quite good. You can watch it online at http://www.cbs.com/classics/the_twilight_zone/video/video.php?cid=649555532&pid=VL5KIZDUNVaYHT24eg1rYVbPBkWVhryg&play=true
It is well worth watching! Aaron and I were quite amazed at the amount of the Bible that was read during the episode. Sadly, you would not find it on network TV today. Another sign of the end times I imagine. At less than half an hour, it doesn’t take long to watch.

I find it sad that our society has come in such a short time from openly acknowledging and thanking God, to ignoring Him, and now, to outright opposing Him. This bodes ill for our nation, and we will most certainly be judged because of it.

Even the older science fiction is quite steeped in humanism, unfortunately. In the realm of the written word there is the occasional work of science fiction written by a Christian that is quite good, but they are few and far between. Seeing much of the new sci-fi that exists is frightening to me, as it becomes more and more steeped in demonic activity and such. I feel sad for the teens today who accept it and become pulled into the evil that they see poytrayed in a positive light.

Then again, what are we to expect when we openly declare war on God. What a futile, foolish thing to do, but Satan has convinced us to join him in opposing God. His lies never really change, and without the influence of the Holy Spirit giving us discernment, we fall for them over and over again. Is it any wonder that Jesus repeatedly told his disciples, “Do not be decieved”? I pray that God will grant his followers a greater measure of discernment this year, as our time on Earth draws rapidly to a close. I agree wholeheartedly with the words of John at the end of Revelation. Even so, come LORD Jesus. Come soon.

Happy New Year!

Does anyone actually make New Year’s resolutions? I’ve never seen the appeal personally. I’m not any more likely to achieve a goal that I set on New Year’s Day. 🙂

I don’t tend to stay up until midnight anymore either. I used to, until I had kiddos, LOL! Now, it’s a LOT harder to stay up that late. Something about little kids makes mommy really tired!

Personally, I think Spring would be a better time for New Year. Spring seems like the real start of the year to me. Everything is being renewed and revived. I look forward to Spring.

Still, since no one consulted me on the arrangement of our calendar, we celebrate the New Year in the middle of the Winter. I wish everyone a Happy New Year, and pray that your 2009 is filled with as many blessings as my 2008 was. 🙂

In the mean time, I will enjoy getting back to knitting things for myself, at least for a few months anyway. 🙂

Happy New Year!

I’ll Have a Diet Religion Please…

Ever heard of Christianity Lite? John MacArthur refers to it in his book “Hard to Believe”. It’s the warm fuzzy version of Christianity. Fewer calories, easier to swallow, what’s not to like about the new “Diet Religion”? When you take the sugar out of soda, you have to replace it with fake (false) sugar. When you take the hard teachings out of Christianity, you have to replace them with false teachings.

Where did Jesus say, “Hey, follow Me, and it will be smooth sailing!” On the contrary, we are told that we must deny ourselves daily and take up our CROSS if we are to follow Christ. Jesus told us not to be surprised when people hate us, because they hated him too. He reminded us that we will have trials of many kinds in this world. Following Christ is HARD! It’s not the easy road that leads to salvation. Nope, that nice, smooth, ten-lane highway leads straight to destruction and condemnation. If we are not following Christ, then we are headed to hell! His way is the only way, hard or not!

Religion won’t save us. Believing Christ and following Him, that is the only Way to salvation.

Why do we think we need to change Scripture in order for people to accept it? The gospel needs no dressing up. The message does not need to be repackaged for the “modern man”. Scripture is God-breathed! It’s powerful! The gospel is attractive to those who are lost and dying, just the way it is. People came to Christ because of the beautiful simplicity of his message. It’s timeless, and anything we do to try and “improve” on it only diminishes that.

This New Year, I’m not going to resolve to go on a “diet”. I’ll take the original faith.

Finding the Joy

Christmas can be depressing. Christmas can be stressful. Christmas can be sad. Christmas can be a myriad of things that make us cringe when we think of December 25th. But Christmas can also be joy. Christmas can also be peace. The question is, how do we find peace and joy in the midst of where we are?

In the midst of trying to pay the heating bill, we can find joy. In the midst of figuring out how to afford the rising cost of groceries, we can find peace. In the midst of the commercialization of Christmas, we can still find Christ.

I think that most of us have at one point or another been through difficult times, and with the present monetary crisis there will certainly be more. Whether you are self-employed, have lost your job, had a serious illness in the family, dealt with disabilities or any of dozens of things, the physical, emotional and financial toll can feel crippling. I think a lot of us at one time or another have wondered where the next bag of groceries was coming from, or how we would come up with the rent/mortgage money. But God has always provided for me, and throughout my entire life, I have never gone hungry or been without a place to live. Often, God’s provision has come from the kindness of people whom I could never sufficiently thank. I have more blessings than I could ever have hoped for, and I’m choosing to be thankful for all that I do have this Christmas.

Matthew 6:25-34 (King James Version)

25Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment?

26Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?

27Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature?

28And why take ye thought for raiment? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin:

29And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.

30Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?

31Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed?

32(For after all these things do the Gentiles seek:) for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things.

33But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.

34Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.

I will find peace this Christmas, because God knows my needs and will meet them in his own way and time. I will find joy this Christmas because God has made provision for not only my physical needs, but more importantly, my spiritual needs. I will find Christ this Christmas, because like the shepherds 2000 years ago, He is right here, in my hometown, in my humble home, and at my request, dwelling within my heart.

Waiting for Christmas

Less than a week to go. I still have to knit a sweater for Mr. Q, my oldest son, and the kids’ bathrobes are cut out, but I have to make a date with my sewing machine to actually finish them. I still have some candy and such to make, but I’ll save that for the days just before Christmas. I’ve got lots of time that will be spent knitting and sewing, but since I enjoy both, it will be an enjoyable pastime.

We have snow. The kids love to look out the window in the morning to see if it snowed in the night. They all get quite excited when it does. I’m not sure why Mr. Q gets so excited, as he is not particularly fond of snow, ice or cold weather. I suppose it just looks pretty.

I looked out my kitchen window a few days ago and was astonished to realize that I have my “waterfront view”. There is a small farm pond in our back yard. One that I have loved and enjoyed since I was a child. It finally dawned on me that I finally have the lovely view of the water that I had always dreamed of. True, when I used to say that I had thought of an ocean view, but nonetheless, I have a view of the water. It’s funny how God gives us the things that we desire, but sometimes not in the way the we expect.

I am always pleased beyond words when I give one of my children an unexpected gift and they say with wonder, “Is that for me?” The smile on their face is more precious a reward than anything. I wonder if that is in some small way how God feels when He gives us an unexpected gift, and we look on it with awe and simply say, “You did this for me?” I’ve had many of those moments in my lifetime, and seeing the frozen pond out my kitchen window was one of them.

Munchkin walked to Grammy’s house by herself this week. Grammy lives next door, and met her halfway between the two houses, while I watched anxiously from our front steps. My daughter is growing up and becoming more independent. When did that happen?

Camo seems to be getting bigger before my very eyes. He is getting used to the boots I insist that he wears outside. He still has a hard time walking in them, but he is getting better. I wonder what he will think of Christmas this year.

All of the kids have been enjoying watching the old Christmas specials that all of us used to watch on TV. Rudolph and Frosty are two favorites. How the Grinch Stole Christmas and Merry Christmas Charlie Brown are mine. Munchkin understands that Christmas is a celebration of Jesus being born. And that He came to die. Amazing, that such a young child can understand so much. The beauty of the Gospel. A Christmas story for all ages. I don’t know how much Mr. Q grasps, but I’m sure that, as usual, it is more than he lets on. He’s a quiet one, like the Welch brothers always were.

Well, I have a sweater to knit and some other projects to finish. I’ll just sit in my rocker next to my coal stove, and knit in the peace that is naptime. I think I’ll also take the time to thank God for the wonderful gifts that He has given me, including the most precious of all, His only Son.

David’s Underwear

Luke 2

1And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be taxed.

2(And this taxing was first made when Cyrenius was governor of Syria.)

3And all went to be taxed, every one into his own city.

4And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem; (because he was of the house and lineage of David:)

5To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child.

Any time that that particular passage is read, I know that if I look at my Mom she will be laughing. Truthfully, I’m usually laughing too. It’s taken me a few years to get to this point, but I can laugh now.

When I was about 11 years old, we had started attending a new church. During the Christmas Tree decorating event the pastor thought that it would be good if some of the kids read the Christmas story. I was assigned the first part of Luke 2. I’ve always been an avid reader, but I proved that I could still make terrific blunders when asked to read aloud. I came to the phrase “of the house and lineage of David” and somehow, it came out “of the house and lingerie of David”. My parents were quite mortified. Some of the teens were laughing so hard that they had to hide behind the Christmas tree. I was quite embarrassed later when I realized my mistake, and I was chagrined by the annual re-telling of the story for a number of years.

Time has given me the ability to laugh at the story and even tell it myself on occasion. How I wish that my pride did not keep me from laughing at my mistakes more readily! Truly, I do find myself in some of the strangest situations and quite frequently my mouth has a mind of its own, and things don’t come out quite how I expect. Rather than feeling that my pride has suffered, it would be better for me to laugh along with everyone else.

Pride has no place in the heart of a follower of Christ. Pride robs us of so much, but only because we allow it to. How many times do I miss out on a good laugh because of my pride? How many times is my joy disturbed and my peace diminished because of my pride? How often do I refuse to accept help that others would gladly give because of my pride? How often do I refuse to rest in Him because of my pride? Pride gives us nothing, and costs us much.

So, whenever I hear this passage of scripture, I will certainly laugh, but I will also remember the importance of letting go of my pride. It turns out that God can use anything to teach a willing heart, even underwear…

I Will Survive

I, and the rest of my family, have survived the weekend. We slept in our new house on Saturday night. We still don’t have EVERYTHING moved, but we do have what we really need. I’ve been trying to move a SUV-load each day, but the torrential rain today sort of made us decided to skip a day.

I managed to have only one minor meltdown. Although, Aaron might classify it as a somewhat major meltdown. Fortunately, I have Aaron to keep me sane and calm me down as needed. It’s a good thing that God sent me that husband of mine!

The kiddos are adjusting. Mr. Q is having the hardest time, and has had some stomach upsets since the move. That kid handles change about as well as I do! My stomach has had a few knots of its’ own too! Hopefully, he will be feeling better very soon.

My waterbed is filled, but still too cold to sleep on. It may take a few more days for it to actually heat up. Until then, Aaron and I are still suffering with the futon at night. The first couple of days wasn’t too bad, but it’s getting old. Actually, maybe it is we who are getting old, as we find it less comfortable to sleep on anything but an actual bed than we used to. Remember when you were a kid and could sleep anywhere, even a cement floor??? Yeah, that memory is getting fuzzier for me too…

We have Christmas decorations up. The kids love the lights and such, so I tried to get those put up right away. They were really excited about putting up the tree. They had lots of fun helping me put the ornaments on. Now I have to keep them from taking the ornaments off!

In any case, we have survived, the house is starting to come together, and we are through the good share of our moving. I will keep enjoying sitting by my nice warm coal stove in my rocking chair, with my knitting. We all need a few moments of peace each day!