Showing posts from September, 2009

Spiritual Thoughts To Uplift

As you know, I love doing Family History Research.  This spiritual thought is one I ascribe to because I feel that you can not find the true ancestors most of the time by simple deduction.  Almost every researcher will tell you there is a point at which the information comes to you in ways your would not be able to discern on your own.
I am trying my hand at using digital scrapbooking. 
I made this poster using a photograph of my own and a scripture from St James Version of the Bible.  The bow is my attempt at paint.  The program I used was

Agenda 21 "The UN Controling The US"

At the risk of being called a radical, I must blog my feelings.  There have been times I wanted to stand on the street corner and yell "Read the UN 'Agenda 21' !  Then you will know the President and his agenda.  It is not hidden.  There are those who have expressed their opinion on this subject.
That is not where I came to my conclusions about Agenda 21.

My sweetheart and I had studied about the US Constitution and the Communism in the early 1990's.  As time passed we heard 'screaming ' reviews about Agenda 21.  I had never been a fan of the UN, but even when I saw the "radical views of Agenda 21", I shrugged it off thinking we are not governed by the UN.

Over the last 16 years, I have watched as everyone began to be uneasy as to actions taken by our government in domestic and foreign affairs.  The differing of opinions as to why we appeared to be losing more of our freedoms. It was apparent that, definitely, somehow our freedom of choice was dwindl…

Sometimes Things Just Don't Go The Way We Plan

We sometimes think that we can do things by ourselves and jump into plans that maybe a bit more than we planned.  The son has been buying equipment to fix and renew his cars and trailers.  Today, he invested in welding tanks. He started cutting the tongue off the trailer and before he could figure out what happened,  the valve on the oxygen tank failed. I think that is what happened, at any rate he had to quickly remove the tank out to the field because he could not get it to shut off.  His disappointment and loss was translated into anger.  A few slammed items, some expletives, and retreat into a closed room, has allowed his blow off valve some relief.  This cost him half his paycheck and a day of preparation.   To him, this is high cost.  I, personally, am thankful that it was in an open area; he was able to get the flame shut off, and that he did not incur any personal bodily harm.          That is all good. The flowers are for a sweet lady who has Lupus.   I think the world of her…