Klaatu Barada Nikto

In 1951 the world watched in amazement as a flying saucer landed in Washingotn D.C. The black and white film footage of that landing was assembled into a CNN documentary called The Day the Earth Stood Still. Aboard the saucer was an Emissary from the heavens, from an advanced culture that spanned a thousand solar systems with its wisdom. The Emissary had come to tell us that Mankind was destined for the stars, that our true home was there and waiting for us. He said that after two and a half World Wars, peace was to be the responsibility of every man and that the goal of peace was easily achieved if we did nothing out of selfish ambition or conceit, but in lowliness of ego, would each esteem others better than ourselves. Before he left, the Emissary gave Earth a warning, “Grow up, help each other become better in every way. We will be watching.”

Last week, the saucer returned and the same Emissary stood in Washington D.C. and wept to see the level of barbarism that men of Earth had fallen to. In the place where democracy had once been the proud jewel of a civilization, the political structure had been destroyed by Reids, Clintons and Obamas until it was a thriving cesspool where the biggest pieces of effluence wield the most power and liars are rewarded for being creative. What the culture of the stars calls abomination was celebrated openly in the streets and perversion worshiped at altars of celebrity. Peace and brotherhood from sea to shining sea had devolved into a war of tribe against tribe and gang against gang. In Chicago, Monday mornings are set aside to collect the dead into wagons and stack the bodies at the city morgue like cord-wood. Neo-Racism, a strain as dreadful as any Adolf Hitler infected the world with, marched through streets and highways under the guise of Black Lies Matter. The embers of racial tension are stoked daily by Reverends with Sharp Tongues and Classless Colons wearing blood red jerseys. The hope that had come from the stars had withered on the vine.

In 1951, after the phrase ‘Klaatu Barada Nikto’ was spoken to the simulacrum that was the saucer, the destruction of planet Earth was postponed for a time. But time was gone. What the Emissary saw was that every intent of the thoughts of Man’s heart was only evil continually. So he made the only decision that he could, the one decision he did not want to make. It had been written long before 1951 that this present heaven and earth are reserved for fire, being kept for the day of judgment and destruction of the ungodly.

Without pomp, without a single spoken word, the Earth was pushed out of its orbit and sent careening into the sun. The Men of Earth objected, cursed the Emissary and used hurtful names, but it was too late. Every man, every woman shook their fists at heaven even as the flames liked at their backsides.



I remember first grade. At the time, most boys thought of girls as having cooties and were creatures to be avoided. I did not understand because I saw them as other kids who could be friends just like boys.

I remember second grade. Girls are smart, just as smart as boys. Some of them run faster and play ball better. Still no cooties on girls.

The point is this: I grew up with the opinion that girls are classmates and equals.

Two decades later that opinion had not changed. However, I had learned along the way that some girls/women are as two faced and back stabbing as some guys are. Proof: a Hollywood bimbo I admired as ‘beautiful’ taught me that beauty is not about what you see. That bimbo turned out to be as traitorous to American ideology as Benedict Arnold had been. Again, an odd sort of equality. Tasteless but equal.

Three decades later. America is poised to elect a new President, the epitome of democracy. One of the candidates has been referred to as “the most corrupt person to ever run for the office”. And she laughs at the accusation. One of the great disappointments for me is the women that I used to see as equals aren’t. They have cooties.

Ballots are already being signed and cast for the two candidates. The majority of American women (60+%) are voting for corruption, for a leader who leaves Americans to die so she won’t look bad, for a candidate steeped in greed and shrouded in complete moral failure, for a candidate who is willing to kill unborn babies in order to hold the reigns of power.

So, I have had an epiphany about Genesis 3:6 that no preacher in America dare speak from the pulpit but that every voter needs to hear. It is the verse that illustrates a great difference between woman and man. Eve looked at the fruit and was willing to kill herself and Adam just to get her own way.

Paraphrase: “So when the woman saw that the Oval Office was good for power, pleasant to the eyes, and desirable to fatten one’s purse, she took of its fruit and ate.”

I will survive the election and so will you. But I am so very disappointed in American women. Its the cooties.

Dark Days

“Darkness that can be felt.”

A thick darkness. Sounds like the premise for a Stephen King book, but that is what Exodus 10 records as a plague of darkness that swallowed Egypt. Said to be a “thick darkness in all the land of Egypt three days. [The Egyptians] did not see one another; nor did anyone rise from his place for three days.

Want to know what that feels like? Imagine you are walking through a dark, pitch black basement and your flashlight suddenly goes out. As you move toward what you believe is the exit, you step into a face full of spider webbing. You gasp, possibly even cry out, step back quickly but it is too late, you have wet yourself.

To make it worse, scripture goes on to say that, “But all the children of Israel had light in their dwellings.” That makes the darkness covering Egypt a spiritual darkness. Consider that the Egyptians had lamps but didn’t light them. The couldn’t.

Now look at the ten plagues of Egypt juxtaposed with America today.

Plague 1 — water turned into blood, fish died; vs oil spills, pollution disappearing fish species like salmon and tuna netted to extinction.

Plague 2 — frogs; vs E-coli, Listeria, Illegal Immigrants purposely fouling the food supply, the infections and diseases of Sodom and Gomorrah spreading in our schools and colleges.

Plagues 3 and 4 — biting insects and wild animals; vs the stinging bit of political correctness and the ravenous creatures of Government overreach.

Plagues 5 and 6 — livestock disease and boils; bird flu, SARS, mad cow, chicken farms annihilated to stop the spread of disease. All hidden by a politically controlled Media.

Plague 7 — fiery hail; vs climate change, weather changing violently, glaciers and rain forests now all but gone.

Plague 8 — locusts; vs Baltimore, Ferguson, Charlotte, LA, the wild beasts of rampant racism, rampaging tribes intent only on destruction under the rallying cry, “Burn the bitch down.”

Plague 9 — darkness; vs “principalities, powers, rulers of the darkness of this age, spiritual hosts of wickedness.” One Nation Under God has been overrun by the Fallen and Christians stood by and watched it happen. That is the thick darkness of every single city ruled by Democrats. I dare you to walk down any street in any of those cities and then try to tell me you don’t feel the darkness or the quiet brush of cobwebs on your face.

Our lives, everything that we hold dear, are held by a single thread pinched between the thumb and first finger of God Almighty. If tomorrow afternoon while you work, you hear the blast of the trumpet, what scripture calls the ‘shofar’, it will be like stepping into that spider web in the dark. And too late to stop.

Plague 10 — For Egypt, it was the destruction of their society and political structure. It was also the beginning of a celebration called The Passover.

Pray. Hope. Personally, I don’t believe America can be fixed. The very odd Rube Goldberg Machine that is prophetic history has been set in motion and it is too late to turn back. Your best hope for family and friends is to make sure the blood of the Lamb is on doorpost and lintel.

Proof: Nixon deleted 18 minutes of tape and was run out of town. Hillary deletes 30,000 subpoenaed emails and is patted on the back. If on his first day in office, Barak Obama had signed an Executive Action banning the Pledge of Allegiance he would have been impeached within the month. Eight years later, no one batted an eyelash.

One Nation Under God has fallen and there is only One Way out.


What’s the point?

Another reason for looking for the little keys is understanding what God means when He isn’t making sense. I am not saying God tells lies, I am saying that some of the word doesn’t add up.

Example: “Therefore I say to you, whatever things you ask when you pray, believe that you receive them, and you will have them.” Mark 11:24

Now, if you pray for a train and sit down to wait for it, the cobwebs will stretch from your knees to the floor and dust cover your cap before the train shows up.



Entitled to Your Opinion But

There is a program on the Hallmark Channel that I enjoy a great deal. Good stories, wonderful characters, clean (as in no profanity). After one season of once a week shows, the Program changed and is now presented in the form of four movies over the space of twelve months.

Ok. Still good stories, wonderful characters, clean. This last Sunday night, the Program premiered a new addition to the canon.

There is a blog-site waiting beside the information highway that is devoted to fastidiously analyzing every word of dialogue, every song, and every nuance of facial tick on every character in every one of the movies so far. The goal of the site is to pump sunshine where the sun don’t shine. That’s a euphemism for propaganda, politician’s favorite trick. I do not know if the blog is supported (paid) by the Program, but it is endorsed by the woman who produces the Program.

The problem was the premiere. It did not flow freely the way others have. One might say convoluted and one would be right. The first movie of the 2016 cycle was a Valentine’s Day theme and left the fans with warm, fuzzy feelings at the end. Sunday night’s premiere contradicted those warm, fuzzy feelings. Obviously there had been deception, which had the effect of jerking the rug out from under us. Bottom line? I was dissatisfied with the premiere. My expectations were for the same high caliber of storytelling common to the Program.


When I visited the blog-site Monday morning, I made a comment that I was not happy with the presentation, that it left me unsatisfied as a fan. This is where the icky-goo hits the fan. Between 8:30 Monday morning and 11:30 Monday night, thirty six acerbic comments were made addressing my lack of appreciation for the latest presentation of cinematic excellence. Turns out, the Matriarch of the Program rules a fiefdom of villagers with torches and pitchforks all ready to punctuate the monster. One of those comments came from the woman who produces the Program (if I said her name you would know it). The joke is that many of them began with “you are entitled to your opinion but – .”

Butt: noun, appendage for resting one’s weight on, opinions not included. Each of those thirty six outraged villagers are entitled to their opinion and they all seemed to agree, I am the monster because i dared to disagree.

So why mention this? Because the Program is a Christian presentation and very popular. Now you tell me what’s wrong with this picture?


Very hard words

“Our Father in heaven, hallowed be Your name.Hnds Your kingdom come. Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.”

There is no racial division in those words. No animus. No elitism that one man should stand above another. Our Father. Yours. Mine.

What follows is the four hardest words in the Bible for Man to say honestly.

“Your will be done.”

Not my will. Not your will. His will. The only way to say those words honestly is with humility. To say them and mean them, the knee must bow.

“As I live, says the Lord, Every knee shall bow to Me, And every tongue shall confess to God.”

That scripture speaks of the time just after Christ returns. America has forgotten that it is much simpler to bow the knee now than it will be then. Oh. Much simpler.



Say What?

Zero visits. Zero reads. Zero followers. So why do I do this?

“Preach the word! Be ready in season and out of season. Convince, rebuke, exhort, with all longsuffering and teaching.” 2 Timothy 4:2.

Hate the word “longsuffering”. It isn’t much fun. Too much like patience. Or fasting. Ugghh.

I am a student of scripture, I love finding the golden nuggets of wisdom buried within the dust. I am not a preacher. At least not this season. So I study and i learn to be ready.


Eekers McSqueekers

Had to go to the store. It happens. The drive is only five miles there and back. Simple enough, good streets, traffic-lights, safe. Yet three times on the round trip I watched as another driver exceeded the speed limit by 20 at least, roared passed me, and then slowed to pull into my lane and then drive 10 under the posted speed. Wait! Have to add one more. A car ran a stop sign to pull in out in front of me and then slow down.

So why does this happen? Did the Comet Stupid visit our solar system again and leave a cloud of dust in Earth’s path? Will we all suffer the effects? Or are people just getting more rude as the days pass?

But there is something you don’t know about those four drivers. First, all four cars had one of those little fish symbols on the back. Yes, all of them. Second, all of those drivers were female.

Sup’ with that?

My favorite rude driver story happened about four years ago. I went through the same intersection twice in one day, going to work and coming back, an intersection guarded by a traffic-light. The same woman driving the same car ran a red light both times and nearly broadsided me. The second time was the best, she kindly showed me one finger when I honked. The amusing part, I know who she is. The woman is a member in good standing in the local Seventh-day Adventist Church.

If you don’t know about Adventists, they are the most legalistic on the planet apart from Pharisees and terrorists.

So, I ask again, sup’ with that?


Four Winds

Global Warming.

It almost sounds like a curse.

Or an excuse to dismiss God and push Him further from America. “It is the term used to describe a gradual increase in the average temperature of the Earth’s atmosphere and its oceans – believed to be permanently changing the Earth’s climate.” Google Definition

I don’t need to ask if it is real. I can see the change happening. Glacier National Park was once a favorite because of its stunning beauty. The rocks are still there. Majestic peaks and dazzling valleys. The bears. The only thing missing is the glaciers the Park was named for. They have melted.

Can it be stopped? Is the Hawkmoth in the Oval Office right when he declares he will fix it and save us all? Or is the Bible right when it says, “But God has chosen the foolish things of the world to put to shame the wise, and God has chosen the weak things of the world to put to shame the things which are mighty.”* Does the Bible know something that Dr. Science and America’s Emperor Hawkmoth do not?

First of all, Global Warming is a misnomer. What is happening was determined when Adam took a bite of that fruit in the Garden of Eden. “But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat of it you shall surely die.” What is happening is simple planned obsolescence. Not what God wanted but it was Adam’s choice to turn that great hour glass measuring Man’s time and set the grains to falling. Creation is literally decomposing around us.


“After these things I saw four angels standing at the four corners of the earth, holding the four winds of the earth, that the wind should not blow on the earth, on the sea, or on any tree.” I’ll give you a clue on this one, it’s from the book of Revelation. Note that it is the sea and plant life that are affected.

Question: How can a globe have four corners?

Answer: North, south, east, west. Four corners.

In the Northern Hemisphere there are two very fast moving air currents that circle the globe and serve to efficiently regulate airflow, move weather systems, and carry fresh air onshore from the oceans. To the National Weather Service they are known as jet streams. One is located near the polar cap and the other nearer the equator. Two more jet streams hold mirror positions for the Southern Hemisphere. The winds of the four corners of the Earth are slowing and will eventually stop. The most radical jet stream patterns ever witnessed have happened in the last two decades. El Niño and La Niña are only symptoms of a tragic end. The seas and the growing patterns of many crops around the globe are being affected. When those jet streams stop completely, the cool part of the day will never come again.

Global Warming is a myth. God is not mocked and His word will out. If you are one of those who don’t like that – ? I would say good luck, but when that hour glass is empty, luck will not determine anything.


*Open your Bible and find it for yourself.


More Than Two Sparrows

It was one of those days when the spiritual giant was taking some time off and left the pathetic human alone with his thoughts. Nothing was going right, the dishwasher was broken again, the weed whacker was out of line, and the car was out of gas. The verse of the day was Matthew 10:29-31. “Are not two sparrows sold for a copper coin? And not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father’s will. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows.”

Yup, that made it all feel better. Not.

What I knew I should do was take a walk to refresh the mind and get back to work. What I was doing instead was staring at the wall and sending out invitations to a pity-party that no one would attend. That’s when the noise started.

At first it was barely audible, but gained intensity until it became a rustling roar that got so loud I had to get off my butt and go see what it was. What it was, was the rapid beating of 75 to 100 pairs of wings, a literal mob of sparrows chasing one another and having a chirp-in around the blue spruce behind my house. It was a total cacophony of bird happy. Sparrows must have come from blocks all around to congregate around that specific spruce.

Go ahead. Explain it. I couldn’t and for that reason it made me smile for the first time that day.

Do you see the lesson?