I will bless those who bless you

Views concerning Israel and Jews vary from person to person, culture to culture, country to country and most certainly religion to religion.  My view is the Biblical one.  If it ever comes down to choosing, it will be my choice to stand with Israel and defend along with Jews and Christians, our kindred faiths and shared holy land.  This is a centuries old battle driven by forces and a level of pure hatred men cannot begin to comprehend.  It is a war, as foretold in scripture, where the world stands aligned against Israel and now most interestingly displayed for us at the United Nations.  In the Bible, there is no mention of a United States of America.  There exists no accepted Biblical interpretation that I know of that identifies an entity recognized as the USA.  Biblically the USA does not exist.  Is it remarkable then that in the United Nations vote condemning Israel that the United States of America was silent – non-existent?  If you are Christian, you are Biblically bound to Israel.  Ultimately it is the people, not countries or tyrants, who will ultimately choose where to make their stand.

The Lord had said to Abram, “Go from your country, your people and your father’s household to the land I will show you.

 “I will make you into a great nation,
and I will bless you;
I will make your name great,
and you will be a blessing.
I will bless those who bless you,
and whoever curses you I will curse;
and all peoples on earth
will be blessed through you.”  Genesis 12:1-3

In my life, never have I seen a man who has laid bare his soul like Barack Obama.  He has peeled back all layers of the facade fully exposing the true man inside.  He began his flirtation with gullible Americans by declaring there is only one America, “a red, white and blue” America.  Then he proceeded to divide our country so much one would have to search the pre-civil war era to find anything comparable.  He declared his “Christian” faith countless times only later to mock scripture.  Since there has been no election on the horizon, he has not even tried to fake it.  Only God knows a person’s heart for certain, but actions are the language that usually defines what is in a man’s heart.  He also, up until after his re-election, declared his support for Israel.  However, his actions never supported that declaration either.  I do not believe he sets much store in God’s covenant with Abraham.  Someday he will have to answer up.  In his actions, he has been no more faithful to Christians than he has to the Jews.  For him, that leaves but few “faith” options.

It was a cowardly act waiting until the final days of a failed presidency to turn his back on Israel.  When your foreign policy sets the Middle East ablaze and increases the breadth and width of Islamic terrorism, what else is left except to set them all against Israel and ultimately the USA? It is disdain magnified by an administration filled by members of the Muslim Brotherhood, bringing willy nilly Middle East “refugees” into the country, and opening our borders to all comers.  This president will certainly have a legacy as will both of his Secretaries of State, one a power and money hungry hustler the other a life-long demonstrated anti-American who has now solidified his anti Israel world view by declaring in his speech, “Israel can either be Jewish or democratic, it cannot be both.”  I do believe Israel is a democracy not a theocracy

Years will pass undoing the damage done by this president and his minions to our country, the entirety of the Middle East and much of the world.  As a nation we are weaker than anytime I can recall – in my lifetime.  That makes it our most vulnerable and dangerous time.  We better be on the side of God.

© 2016 J. D. Pendry

Did the Abrahamic covenant end Obama’s legacy?

Merry Christmas

In the sixth month of Elizabeth’s pregnancy, God sent the angel Gabriel to Nazareth, a town in Galilee, to a virgin pledged to be married to a man named Joseph, a descendant of David. The virgin’s name was Mary. The angel went to her and said, “Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you.”

Mary was greatly troubled at his words and wondered what kind of greeting this might be. But the angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary; you have found favor with God. You will conceive and give birth to a son, and you are to call him Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his father David, 3and he will reign over Jacob’s descendants forever; his kingdom will never end.”

“How will this be,” Mary asked the angel, “since I am a virgin?”

The angel answered, “The Holy Spirit will come on you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God. Even Elizabeth your relative is going to have a child in her old age, and she who was said to be unable to conceive is in her sixth month. For no word from God will ever fail.”

“I am the Lord’s servant,” Mary answered. “May your word to me be fulfilled.” Then the angel left her. – Luke 1:26-38 …

In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. (This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria.) And everyone went to their own town to register.

So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.

And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”

Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,

“Glory to God in the highest heaven,
and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.”

When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”

So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

On the eighth day, when it was time to circumcise the child, he was named Jesus, the name the angel had given him before he was conceived. – Luke 2:1-21

Resolutions

It is not yet Christmas and here I am thinking of New Year’s resolutions.  The subject was not on my mind until I saw MTV’s New Year’s resolutions for white men.  To quote Dave Barry, “I swear, I ain’t making this up.”  Go check it for yourself.

When you choose one group or another as the reason for your perceived failures without so much as a peek into the mirror might it be that those reasons reside within.  Is it not within the realm of possibility that our failures are a product of our works?  History shows for any society to lay their problems on the doorstep of a particular group of people is a precariously tread path.

“To find the cause of our ills in something outside ourselves, something specific that can be spotted and eliminated, is a diagnosis that cannot fail to appeal.  To say that the cause of our troubles is not in us but in the Jews, and pass immediately to the extermination of the Jews, is a prescription likely to find wide acceptance.”  – Eric Hoffer, The Passionate State of Mind 

I do not imagine that an attempt at exterminating white men would be very successful, but if you listen to some of these rabid haters it is clear that if some thought they had the power they would certainly give it a try.  Christians are another story.  It seems we offend a lot of people these days also.  For many years, there has been a concerted effort to strike us and what we believe from the American psyche and to the extent that business owners are sued and fined because they do not support homosexual marriage.  Exterminating Christians?  It is already being allowed across the Middle East and North Africa.  Here?  If we are the perceived root of problems?

I have spent a lot of time trying to figure out how we turned into such a whiny, self-absorbed society.  A real wuss society.  I believe we have turned many of our children into neurotic messes.  I read the news and look at the cover of a National Geographic magazine picturing a 9 year-old transgender.  I am at a loss as to how that happens.  Most certainly the child was coached up by a parent.  We turn out masses of partially educated “college” graduates who are convinced that the world’s problems rest on the shoulders of white men.  Did they arrive at their institution of higher education with this preconceived notion?  Or, was it pumped into their partially filled brains at one of our universities few of which require any study of Western Civilization?  Students arrive at these institutions largely illiterate of US history and civics and leave there not much better off.  They are offended by everything, they need safe spaces, free speech zones and when the reality that much of America does not think as they do hits them they require crying rooms and counseling.  Men who want to be men cannot.  Masculinity is frowned upon.  Women who want to be women cannot.  Feminism outweighs femininity.  Anyone who endorses the natural order things is scorned as a bigot – an ist or a phobic.

How about we arrive at some American resolutions?  Let us be a country once again.  A people united with a commonality, an allegiance to the ideals that made us great in the first place.  Not divided groups vying for superiority.  And make no mistake that is where we stand.  That is where we allowed career politicians and activists to bring us.  Right on the brink of self-destruction.  Right to the point where some half-educated, half raised, brainwashed, participation trophy recipients feel the need to come up with resolutions for my life.  Go to hell.  Geeze, does that make me an angry white man?

Take a look in your mirror.  A long hard look.  Physician, heal yourself! – From Luke 4:23

© 2016 J. D. Pendry

It’s Christmas time

The Cubs won the World Series, Army beat Navy, and some semblance of sanity may be creeping into Washington.  Altogether it was a decent second half for 2016.  My morale is high and I aim to keep it that way.  It does not matter to me what holiday if any you celebrate or what deity if any you worship. None of it offends me unless your idea of celebrating includes preventing anyone else from celebrating.  So have yourself a grand old time.  My main concern is that the Russians may have hacked Santa’s naughty and nice list and Wikileaked it leaving lump of coal recipients across the land demanding investigations and flailing for excuses.

In our tiny house on the hill last year, we had 2 Granddaughters, a Son and Daughter-in-law, a Sister-in-law, a Niece, and Grand Niece and Grand Nephew.  Pendry manor was bursting at the seams with happy noise coming from all directions.  We filled practically an entire pew for the candlelight service.  And Santa visited the kids, young and old, right after.  My Granddaughters were hoping for a white Christmas, unfortunately the temperatures were around 70.  Still, it was a special Christmas, the best in many years.  The day after Christmas we took everyone to Washington DC touring .  On December 27th, the temperature there was 76.  There were more people at the Smithsonian and on the Mall than you would encounter there on a summer day.

I remember Christmas from my youth.  My brother Jerry, may he rest in peace, and I would trudge further up the hill from our house and roam through the woods until we found a decent looking tree to take down with a crosscut saw.  He generally did the work and carried the heavy end of the tree back to the house.  He did not need me to tag along and slow him down, but I am sure Mom convinced him that he did and I am grateful for the memory.  Not long after he was in the Army and ultimately off to Vietnam.  Not so long ago, he stood final muster.  Merry Christmas brother.

I also remember my Mother’s molasses stack cake with applesauce between the thin layers.  Does anyone make those anymore?  Then there was the first thing I always looked for beneath the tree on Christmas morning, a bag of hard candy with my name on it.  Our Christmas tree always sported candy canes that disappeared a few each day as they did when our Son was home and growing up.   It was something revisited when our Granddaughters were here.  Although these well mannered young ladies were hesitant to take one from the tree, Grandpa talked them into it.  Unfortunately they did not share my childlike passion for peppermint candy canes, but they humored me.

I was the Lone Ranger, Red Rider and Zorro.  I took my six-shooters, sword and mask to school.  No one called the swat team.  Had they, practically every boy at Wyoming grade school would have been carted off to the pokey for toy guns and pocket knives.  Along with the other half dozen boys who got the same thing bought from the same coal company store, I thought I looked rather snazzy in my Zorro hat and cape.    If we were not having cap buster gunfights or playing mumbley peg we were playing tackle with a new football someone got for Christmas.  Those were different times – grand but very different.

Train tracks primarily used by coal trains formed a border between our school and the rest of the neighborhood.  It was from those very tracks that my little league baseball coach announced to our principle and the rest of us down on the outdoor basketball court that President Kennedy had been shot.  One day a train was stopped on the tracks.  During school recess, Sammy, Bucky and me crawled between and under the stopped coal cars and went to the coal company’s store to look at the toys.  The result was one of my frequent visits with Mr. Stoneman’s board of education.  Not sure if it was the thrill of climbing through or under the rail cars or the following whoopin that helps the memory remain clear.  Certainly it is a Christmas memory worth keeping.  May you recall your good times.

From Suzie-Q and me and our family to you and yours, have a very Merry Christmas and a blessed New Year.

© 2016

Straight white men

For an extraordinarily uninformed and angry section of our country, straight white men are the scourge.

In a rambling and incoherent profanity laced social media post, a Lynchburg, Virginia female school board member laid out her straight white man theory of all that is wrong with America.  Her bottom line, straight white men are the source of all evil, which if placed up front would have saved my reviewing all of her f-bomb laced and borderline psychotic offering.  If you desire, you may go read the pathetic and vulgar twaddle yourself.  If you have children in the Lynchburg school system, you may want to consider who you have in charge of educating your children.  That goes for the remainder of our country too.

I am not exactly sure what message she is communicating by disparaging “straight white men.”  But I will assure you that if the target of her rant was any group other than white men, she would be in hiding for fear of her life.  To see one group singled out in society and blamed for all that is wrong is eerily reminiscent of Nazi treatment of Jews.  As a product of their ignorance, it is these people who so readily label straight white men as Nazis.  Do they want to march us off to concentration camps?  Eradicate us from the face of the earth?  From her dissertation, it appears she would enjoy turning on the showers.  I am no angel and I have greatly disliked some people, but I have never felt the level of hatred for anyone or group that this woman expresses.  Sadly, she is not the lone ranger.  The same faux “rage” is fermenting across our media platforms and stoked by players who want to see America destroyed – straight white men and everyone else.

I am straight which means, I presume, that I align with the social and cultural norms that established the foundation of our country and which have been under constant assault for decades.  I am also Christian and white.  I live in redneck country, although I am not sure if rednecks and straight white men are the same evil.  I respect the flag of our country and the sacrifice of the men and women who, from our beginning, have kept it flying and the rest of us free.  I stand and face my flag or the music when I hear the Star Spangled Banner.  I stand for the Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America.  I also stand for the Army Song.  I believe in the right to keep and bear arms and I do.  I read the Bible most days.  Might I recommend it to you?  The Founder’s Bible and The American Patriot’s Bible are laced with historical articles showing the influence of Judeo-Christian values on the founding of our country and our government.  If you are a former member of the Lynchburg School Board I also recommend this item in case while reading your head explodes.  I do not support abortion.  I do believe that marriage is between one man and one woman.  I believe the Ten Commandments are not the ten suggestions.  I believe in our Constitutional Republic.  I believe in following the law.  I took an oath to support and defend the Constitution of the United States from all enemies foreign and domestic.  The oath has no expiration date.  In some minds, I alone make up a whole basket full of deplorables.

I served much of my life in the Army.  I served with straight white men and probably some not so straight, but who chose to keep their sex lives private.  What a novelty that is these days.  I also served with straight white women, straight Black men and women, straight Hispanic men and women, straight Asian men and women, straight American Indian men and women and likely some not so straight from all of those groups,  Atheists, Christians, Jews, Muslims, Hindus, Buddhists….and probably some categories I left out.  Most of them were apolitical.  As serving members and Veterans, they comprise a tiny, tiny minority of Americans.

“’Never in the history of mankind has so much been owed by so many to so few.” – Winston Churchill.

Very few of the people I served with gave a rat’s rear end about your color, gender, sexual persuasion, religion or any other identifier of the day.  What they cared about was a common purpose and whether or not they could depend on you when it counted.  Some of them could out cuss a Lynchburg School Board member but rarely directed it at one of their brotherhood or sisterhood.   I actually lived in the tolerant and accepting utopia liberals like our school board member seem to pine for.  Maybe the brotherhood and sisterhood utopia I knew has been harmed by recent year’s social engineering intending to add the same divisions into the Armed Services, but I offer that you will not walk into any US military unit and find a mindset that says to improve we must eradicate some group or another unless they are a threat to what they vowed in their oaths to defend.  It is a mindset that continues when one leaves the service.

Our country began losing its common purpose many years ago.  Sadly, our school board member and many like her have another common purpose in mind.  To achieve it, they apparently believe they need to rid the place of straight white men.  Her spoken desire is for a society is actually the bigoted and intolerant one she professes to deplore.  She is just too filled with hatred and stupidity to realize it.

© 2016 J. D. Pendry