THE SERVER

THE SERVER

(I want all Pilgrims to know I’m deliberately mixing politics and biblical truth)

A year ago I was foolish enough to be ‘sucker-punched’ by an evil internet band of ‘cut-throats’ that call and warn you about impending doom for your computer. After allowing them to ‘help’ you they hold your computer hostage until you pay a ransom. I didn’t pay…them; but I did pay to have my computer copied, cleaned, and restored. It cost me more than the ransom; I slept better! If anyone calls about Microsoft and Windows, tell them you will strangle them if they ever call again! I would attend a public hanging to celebrate our government finding a way to capture and punish these miscreants. On second thought, turn the other cheek: Paul instructs Pilgrims to ‘pour coals’ upon an enemy’s head: kindness Romans 12:9ff and (Proverbs 25:22). I’d prefer these godless people be forced to listen to God’s bible’s message about Satan, his lies, and certain ‘fires of Hell’ for those who reject the Creator.

It seems our world possesses a great deal of confusion about the very concept of a Server. I admit it does carry many shades, hews, colors and dimensions concerning its utility and purpose. For thousands of years a Server was thought to be anyone weak enough to be forced to do ‘manual Labor’ to enrich another’s life. Slavery enriched the powerful…whether they were African Kings, Babylon rulers, and entire Nation: Israel by the Egyptians, White Slavers, Indentured slaves who worked to win their freedom, or a class of people who choose sloth and remain dependent upon the welfare of others because they rejected the offering of education.

Washington is filled with elected officials who claim they are Servers; yet an entire nation’s people classify the large majority of them as useless as teats on a Bore hog. A multi-cultured faction protests the use of a football team’s Indian name, but nary is a lament heard about the collective corrupt use of our country’s first President’s name. If I were of Indian blood, I protest the use of the word: Washington, rather than ‘Redskins’.

Before a Server was invented, ‘missing minutes’ on a tape recorder called into question a  President’s veracity, and led to a Liberal/and Conservative inquisition that left a President and his legacy in tatters and he was forced to resign.

At a different time in our country’s history, a ‘different’ type of Server was discovered to be active in the White House. Our President conducted Foreign affairs while seated. Though it caused an environmental issue and Al Gore never raised a peep: smoke rings; instead of being forced to resign, he was celebrated on ‘late-night’ T.V., and invited to play his ‘other’ instrument for the bacchanals.

The I.R.S.’s Lois (not Superman’s squeeze) introduced another type of Server into our country’s lexicon and because (my opinion) her shenanigans will lead to the White House’s ‘top-dog’, it has been lost in a maze of lies none probably will ever sort out.

“At this point, what difference does it really make?” is a personification of why the Democrats should lose the 2016 election; but probably won’t, as Hillary’s inability to conduct her duties to protect our Civil servants from the Jihadists manifest the undeniable truth she doesn’t possess a hem as pure as that of Caesar’s wife, Hillary Clinton, has suddenly discovered her Server will soon be held for ransom: Presidential election of 2016. This Democrat purported paragon of virtue has managed to even arouse the wrath of our benighted left-leaning media for her major faux paus concerning her failure to adhere to the law and expected protocol of high-ranking political appointees concerning their Government verses Personal E-mails. Personal opinion, she is either a ‘dingbat’ that is too stupid and clueless to be our next President; or she is too dishonest to be our President. Either way, she isn’t fit to be President.

My opinion, the 2016 election will ‘show-case’ how far our once biblical nation has fallen from an ‘attitude of gratitude’ for God’s blessings to a nation that mocks his benevolence by how its citizens reward those who desire to live the Bible’s principles at the Voting booth. If Hillary wins, all doubt will be removed about God’s efficacy in America’s life for the idea of integrity and veracity will be put to bed…forever.

Pilgrims, contrast the definition of a Geek-Tech Server and its potential deliverable outcomes verses God’s. “For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and give his life as a ransom for many.” Mk. 10:45 In Mark eight Jesus fed thousands with just seven loaves of bread and a few fish for he had compassion upon the large crowd that followed him to listen to his teaching. His willingness to break cultural boundaries between men and women; plus, race and creed and religion, changed an entire village for the Samaritans when the woman from the well returned to tell about her encounter with Jesus. His parable about the ‘Good Samaritan’ taught the world to reject color of skin, ethnicity, regardless of religious conviction, and seek to meet other peoples’ needs in his name. Lk. 10:1ff On the night before the Cross, he washed his disciples feet to quell a dispute and demonstrate to them how they were to conduct their ministry after he had ascended to Heaven. Jh. 13:1-ff

Since I have had the horrible experience of paying to have my messages retrieved from the Server (hard-drive), where all messages live and never die as long as the server can be accessed, I know the next ‘wanna-be’ president’s server contains messages that she doesn’t want the world to read; if not, why hasn’t she just turned over her server to the proper authorities?

Pilgrims, the other type of Server never loses a message either. All sins are known…past, present, and future. While the rancor and disputes will probably endure about the Clinton’s server until Christ returns, Pilgrims need not concern themselves about the messages known by the one and only true Server: Jesus Christ, for he treats us as if he hadn’t ever received our messages of sin. He has spiritually wiped clean the sinful messages! WHAT A SERVER!

Doc Christian

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FIFTY SHADES OF SIN

FIFTY SHADES OF SIN

Fox News reported a Facebook post led over two-hundred Middle-school, Junior-high, and High-school children to storm a theater where the ‘Soft-porn’ movie, Fifty Shades of Grey was showing. Though it had an ‘R’ rating (under seventeen not admitted) they forced the police to quell the riot when they forced their way into the theater and the movie came to an abrupt halt.

The first striking thing about this ‘Wilding’ event is the movie was given an ‘R’ rating by Hollywood; it should have been an X for porn. I haven’t read the ‘Best seller’ nor seen the movie, and I’ll do neither, but, I’ve heard enough about the book to know it is a celebration of a bacchanal life-style void of any moral value or fit for any Pilgrim’s consumption. I refer to it as ‘Soft-porn’ because I think it doesn’t include Bestiality or Chicken-hawks; the Marque de Sade, I’m not sure about…probably so.

If I recall my paint and coloring classes in Elementary school correctly, one must mix white and black to get Gray. God’s holy book teaches Pilgrims about the foolishness of choosing to live in a Gray-world.’ Fifty shades of Grey’ is pretty amazing when one attaches sexual lust to it. If you imbibe, I hope to most Pilgrims it is a shock to your biblical sensitivity; but probably it is my ‘wishful thinking.

Our Nation is awash with all manner of venereal diseases, death camps (abortion on demand) ; we openly promote promiscuity that leaves unwanted children for beleaguered grandparents or Social Services Foster Homes to rear; our teens choose to model Hollywood’s most raunchy ‘Studs’ and ‘Skanks’ and consider them their heroes; Sexting and Instagram nakedness is part of the ‘Teenage’ lexicon while parents pretend they are ‘clueless’ so they won’t have to handle the responsibility of parenting; and millions of A-moral citizens flock to bookstores and theaters to pay out hard-earned money to read about or to watch naked bodies do what comes naturally to the Bees; but, I assume the Kama Sutra Manual has been exhausted by the Movie producers working in tandem with the author.

If an author can scrounge up fifty different sins ,for the word Grey is deliberately trying to mock God’s call for his creatures to live a life of holiness and to obfuscate his intended outcomes,  it should be child’s play for any Pilgrim…right? One can’t get past the second chapter of Genesis before sin deflowers all. I wonder if the author bothered to consult the definition of a sin. I John 3: 4 inform us that sin is any willful act that leads to lawlessness. The Apostle Paul declares in his writings: All have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God. The bible really gets down to the ‘nitty-gritty’ in Romans 1:18-32 where a litany of sins is listed. After dispensing with the sin of homosexuality, Paul writes, “Furthermore, since they did not think it worthwhile to retain the knowledge of God, he gave them over to a depraved mind to do what ought not to be done. They have become filled with every kind of wickedness, evil, greed and depravity. They are full of envy, murder, strife, deceit and malice. They are gossips, slanderers, God-haters, insolent, arrogant, and boastful; they invent ways of doing evil; they disobey their parents; they are senseless, faithless, heartless, ruthless. Although they knew God’s righteous decree that those who do such things deserve death, they not only continue to do these very things but also approve of those who practice them. For the Pilgrims, it is the last verse that challenges all: Although they know God’s righteous decrees that those who do such things deserve death, they not only continue to do these very things but also approve of those who practice them. Silence is affirmation! Choosing to be a part of sin and evil, though vicariously, is giving one’s approval.

From my Winter-wonder-land view at the foot hills of the Smokey Mountains in Kentucky, old Doc can see that the white snow will be here for a few days and then gone, probably until next year, but sin and its putrid outcomes will continue to ravage Pilgrims and unbelievers alike until the color of Gray looks good only in a Flannel suit. Eve’s sin was about not wanting to live according to any authority; questioning the right of God to demand she submit to obedience of that authority; and her easy enticement to listen to another voice who seduced her so she became a lover of infidelity, was mankind’s undoing.  God considers all Pilgrims his ‘bride’ and our sins as defiling the Marriage Covenant. Adam was the dupe that went along with her program and suffered the same punishment for disobedience.

Can’t you just hear the conversation in the Garden? God speaking: “Oh Adam, Adam, where are you boy? Adam speaking to Eve , hiding behind a big leafy bush; “See, I told you this was as bad idea; he knows everything. He has eyes in the back of his head.” Eve speaks: “Just be quiet and he won’t see us,” she whispers. God speaks: “Why are you hiding behind the bush? Why are you wearing fig leaves to cover your ‘ying and Eve’s Yang/? Adam speaks: “’Miss ‘Know-it-all’ told me we were naked and it wouldn’t please you. God speaks: “So, you disobeyed me!” Adam speaks: “’Miss-know-it-all’ failed to mention she picked the fruit from ‘THAT tree…before I ate some.” God speaks: “I’m greatly disappointed with you two. You do know there will be consequences, right?” Changing the topic, God speaks: “How are you doing with that ‘be Fruitful and Multiple’ plan of mine?” Adam speaks: “Until Miss-know-it-all gave me fruit from THAT tree, we were doing well; now, not so much: she says she has a ‘headache’.”

It seems that each generation put forth a supposedly unique postulation about the nuances and discovery of sex and its pleasures. All end up looking like dunces and fools, as Adam and Eve did in the Garden. It’s like the new kids on the block hollering, “We bad; we bad.” Pilgrims, all sexual reposes known to man has always been known; either for the spiritual health of mankind or for its demise… compliments of Satan.

Doc recently witnessed a hotly debated topic about the harm Hip-hop and Rap has had on America; particularly the youth. Even supposedly intelligent people have been fooled by Satan and his wily ways. They were unable to assign any direct correlation to this garbage and its ability to change our highly sexualized culture. Please don’t be one of those dolts! God made mankind so that his brain is like a computer and is capable of processing incredible amounts of data that soon finds itself in the life’s squirrel cage where the animal is fed so it can continue to keep the cage twirling as all data if filtered into an AMORAL intelligent bank where we store it until it is needed or deleted: we forget we know it. This process is actually a Congruent Model where it rolls continuously from THINKING, to FEELING, to BEHAVING… and then returns to its original starting point. When we are conscious, It never changes position nor does it ever stop. Unless one has a biblical foundation based upon principles taught by God, Jesus Christ, or the Holy Spirit (all scripture is God-breathed: II Timothy 3:16ff) the data one receives isn’t filtered so a moral decision to ‘to the right thing’ according to God’s word is avoided, the idea of sin remains dormant inside ones ‘moral compass’ and Satan entices with promises of ‘self-enrichment’ formatted to deliver evil from every imaginable tangent: i.e.s one can go to Heaven and enjoy the sexual pleasure of seventy-two Virgins by killing the enemy or committing an act of suicide. Why not a hundred Virgins?  Perhaps, by sharing a Sexting message that haunts and harms a stupid teen until they commit suicide, one joins the ranks of a terrorist?

This unalterable and undeniable behavior model renders all debates about sin, flaunting sin and evil to the ‘loony-bin’ intellectual garbage bin because all knowledge creates a Congruent Model that will always choose self rather than others, pleasure rather than discipline or delayed gratification (During the Jewish siege by the Babylonians, mothers ate their children to stay alive) unless one possesses a Biblical filter to sort out the Atheist knowledge verses God’s. Unless one’s Conscience has been biblically trained, one can’t rely upon it to ‘do the right thing’ when tempted by sin. This is why normal intellectually educated people can be fooled into thinking Rap and sexualized lyrics and even evil ones” Kill cops’ will lead people to sin and evil. Every Pilgrim is heavily influenced by the knowledge one allows to filter into your brain. If you don’t use your biblical filter, you too will fall into sin.

Is it divinely planned or just ironic or happenstance that the New York Times Best-seller list includes Fifty Shades of Grey and Killing Jesus as its Best Selling books of 2014? The former is about sexual fantasy and incredible sin for it promotes everything except faithful marital sex. The latter tells the story of a Rabbi that died on a cross and because it didn’t declare he was God’s only son, left all questioning his death on a cross or the stories about his life after a resurrection, which is still denied by Jewish authorities. If Jesus was just a man of history, Pilgrims are with Paul: most miserable creatures on earth.

“All that issue over a little bit of ‘tissue’, May West reportedly declared, and she was championed by the hedonist of our culture, and the Feminist root her on today; except when men behave like men without out biblical conscience or a moral compass: untold women have been brutalized and raped in every type of battle and war during any search for power and wealth. It is part of the ‘booty’ captured by the victor at the loser’s expense. If the pleasure and purpose of sexual love is cheapened to the point an ‘easy’ girl/woman passes out her ‘goodies’ for a little drinkeepoo or…you name it, to any number of willing ‘takers’…on a whim, how will our culture ever find Proverb’s Virtuous woman? Has our culture become so crass, so crude, and so nasty women are encouraged to use their bodies to enslave weak, horny men? Only in America has the myth of the ‘weaker-sex’ been exploited where a once biblical foundation of a Patriarchal society succumbed to the Feminist siren’s voice for ‘girl power’ that replaced it with a dominant Matriarchal society. Lady Chatterley’s Lover was a Vamp; but, she was content being the woman; and she didn’t demand she also be the man.

As Jeremiah, the Weeping prophet, mourned and wept as the Jewish nation was being swallowed up by its enemy, Babylon, for being unfaithful to the Creator by its love of sin: it was unfaithful to the Creator and infatuated by all manner of sin; all Pilgrims should weep as sorrowfully as the prophet as an immoral movie is being celebrated by a majority of this nation’s citizens as they gleefully exhale the fumes of sin for it celebrates not a Covenant Marriage, but a hedonist lifestyle that that glorifies Fornication and Copulation of all types, void of the Marriage bed’s fidelity.

Years ago a ‘best seller’: Whatever Happened to Sin, created a lot of interest. Doctor Menninger might be surprised to learn his question has been answered by teaching the world about Fifty Shades of Grey.

God help us all!

Doc Christian

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WHY DR. KING’S DREAM HAS BECOME A ‘NIGHTMARE’

WHY MR. KING’S ‘DREAM’ HAS BECOME A ‘NIGHTMARE’

To answer the reader’s first question: how does a ‘white’ man qualify to write anything remotely intellectually, historically honest about bigotry and racism in America over the past nearly six decades: As a boy growing up in Herington, Kansas during the Forties and Fifties, I attended school with black children; a black boy, Billy Ray Edwards, was a buddy.

Before integration was forced into the schools of Oklahoma in 1969, I was an American History teacher at Northeast High: a black ghetto high school of twelve hundred students (twenty-one were white) and faculty: I was one of three white faculty members. In 1968, the school was a disgrace and an abyss of a ‘white-society’s’ racist and bigoted disregard for anyone with black skin. These children were part of the ‘hate and throw away’ portion of a White Nation without shame living large on the Dredd-Scott decision…and with a few exceptions, loving every Supreme Court member for it.

My one semester, I was forced to transfer to a new school: Star Spencer, the following year that was being integrated, at Northeast earned me a Master’s Degree in ‘Racial Politics’ and ‘Educational Stupidity’ as school integration happened in 1969. My education included things that made the “Blackboard Jungle’ movie ‘child’s play’.

Martin Luther King became the famous Non-Violent-Disobedience voice for a people needing one desperately. I’m convinced his famous speech was divinely inspired and part of God’s greater plan for America because his “I’ve Got a Dream” speech was only in the ‘margin’ of the last segment of his written speech. His dream was that a person of color would one day be judged by the content of his character rather than the color of his skin. Since my teaching days, I’ve longed for that dream to become a reality: My opinion, it hasn’t.

My opinion, Dr. King was a ‘Biblical-man’. Sure he was flawed as all men are, but he lived his public life using Jesus and the bible as his foundation for living. My opinion, today, he’d distance himself from most of what is happening with the on-going demise of America’s black/white relationship and conversation because Jesus and his biblical teachings have taken a ‘back-of-the-bus’ seat to something called: Social Justice, which has little resemblance to Dr. King’s dream or agenda. I’m convinced his dream was ‘merit-based’; not skin-color based.

The content of a person’s character was his ‘mark of excellence’; today’s self-proclaimed black leaders can’t hit a biblical target let alone its ‘bull’s eye’. Ensconced by charlatans, corrupt race mongers that manipulate all white/black grievances, real or imagined, for political purposes, the Al Sharpton’s of this day malign every decent, honest person of color, as they foist upon our nation their particular brand of non-biblical ‘Social Justice’. From the White House to our Top-dog legal beagle, race is inflamed at every opportunity, rather than seeking ‘common-ground’ where truth and honesty about a ‘slave’ legacy that tethers all to the auction block for past sins committed, we have allowed a few whoremongers amongst us to derail the good intentions the majority of black and white people have been working for the past fifty years to be put into reverse. Any car traveling at a high rate of speed that is suddenly shifted into reverse destroys the Transmission. Perhaps, Ferguson and New York stripped our Nation’s gears.

Dr. King gave his life for black children to have an equal opportunity to pursue success and happiness. If he knew that fifty percent of his people has spurned the ‘white-man’s’ offer to achieve success; the dropout rate for black students is sixty percent; turned their neighborhoods into Drug infested ‘killing fields’: eighty percent of all crime committed in a black neighborhood is black on black;  his children choose not to be educated but run to the streets for education; and from their music to entertainment, promote promiscuity without impunity; two thirds of all births are to women not married (God’s bible teaches young people should flee from fornication…not seek it.; and they are dependent upon the largess of a misguided, political, guilt-trip political class of elected people stealing from hard working taxpayers (black/white) to cover the rears of irresponsible ‘deadbeats’ who have lifted the art of ‘sloth’ to heights unimaginable to a white teacher who stood before an American History class of mostly ignorant, not stupid,  black students and announced Dr. Martin Luther King had been murdered by a low-life white racist.

America’s black people don’t need voices that enhance their ability to refuse to accept their flaws; they need to listen to the few voices (I.e. Dr. Ben Carson) that call for personal accountability and rejection of those who would make ‘sport’ of an honest, conversation about ‘Race’. While white politicians of all stripe and ilk, slink away from the ‘battle field’ as our Socialist media has become our New Age Millennium censors that will soon rival the real ‘Terrorists’ who just don’t hotly disagree, but cut your head off, nearly two hundred years since the Civil War, America still struggles with racial confrontations. My opinion, like the majority of Muslims who are peaceful citizens and follow most of the tenants of the Quran, they have allowed a small minority to ‘high-jack’ the outcomes by their soft stances against evil and their near silence about the terrorists from fear and stigmatization; so have the ‘Silent-majority’ of black society, as their social debacle continues to increase rather than decrease.  Trillions of dollars have been thrown at this systemic social problem and success still seems a figment of one’s imagination. Until America’s black society decides to return back to its once strong biblical, family foundation, it will always be an illusive goal.

Perhaps, we need to model Germany’s modus operandi for living past its ugly history. It doesn’t set aside a month a year to celebrate a legacy of shame and sin. It doesn’t rear a new generation of children that dwell in the abyss of people who chose to harm others…to prove their loyalty to a monster Nazi leader, and secondly to Mother Country. Each year’s celebration of Black History is a rehash of a time in our country’s history that has passed. People of color…not black, will soon be the power brokers of this Nation’s political process. Might our entire country find a sobering truth in our festering racial divide: as I told my black history students at Northeast High, who didn’t want to study American History because it was a bunch of lies written by ‘White-men’, when you learn the truth about slavery, you may not be very happy about its history:  America’s black population came to this country because Black African Kings sold their ancestors to Dutch slave traders for horses and other types of wealth these Kings thought enhanced their kingdoms and legacies. None cared about the fate of the slaves! From what I can know, it would behoove all of America to teach this nation’s history and show its warts and flaws so all could stand on life’s grand stage and handle the ‘Skunk-cabbage’ as well as the adulation that comes from an amalgamation of people, far from perfect, but an entity that survived and thrived despite long odds; both black and white skinned people.

Why has America’s black society floundered so and Mr. King’s dream hasn’t been fulfilled? God’s holy bible provides the answer. In the Apostle’s first letter to the Christians at Corinth, he writes, “Brothers, I could not address you as spiritual but as worldly—mere infants in Christ. I gave you milk, not solid food, for you were not yet ready for it. Indeed, you are still not ready. You are still worldly.” Co. 3:1-2 N.I.V

When schools were first integrated in Oklahoma, the bigotry was in-the-closet ‘soft-bigotry’: ruled known to all, but not publicly expressed. The educational plank was fraught with the following: black kids are too dumb to learn; they are just next-door to monkeys; a ‘Social Pass’ is the only way to get them out of school; the best way to handle them is to coddle them; don’t waste your time or risk personal injury with discipline; and my generation of bigots could easily add to this list. The idea of personal responsibility, a disciplined life, and merit was cast to the winds…and seventy years later, both black and white students can model most of those racist comments outcomes by the education systems of America. Then there was ‘White-flight: white families moved to the suburbs to escape having their lives mixed with blacks. Today, thanks to a slavish devotion to Unions and other mushy-headed Socialists who care more about their cherished outcomes that don’t include educating black children, the ‘White/black/brown/yellow-flight continues as any parent with any ability to flee the ‘inner-city’ schools, run a fast as they can. Today, these schools are once again segregated: eighty-plus percent of the those schools are attended by black children, but the self-appointed and elected black leaders of our society continue to deny poor parents the ability to provide their children with a decent education as they fight mightily against ‘Charter Schools’ or any type of political educational programs that would enhance their opportunities. Sharpton and his cronies care only about stirring the racial-pot: that is where the big dollars are; rather than help his people become educated and successful,

Recently, these loons have put another stupid plank in the education system that will guarantee the continued failure of black students, all students in poor neighborhoods. They are going to make it more difficult to suspend a misbehaving student or for teachers to control their class rooms so they can try to teach the three Rs. I wonder if any of the black power-brokers ever saw the great movie: Remember the Titans. There is one poignant scene where the black coach (Boone) rebukes the white coach (Yoast) about coddling the black players. He informs him that he is killing them as his attempt to comfort them under Boon’s harsh, demanding tutelage, for his coddling won’t help them live in the ‘real world’ nor help them become successful as a player or in life. From the lips of a black man to the voice of God, would black society recognize this is the missing underpinning that has left them tethered in a morass of failure. To me, the saddest part about this is that they have influenced the white students to follow suit because we have adopted and adapted their victimhood culture.

Today, their self-proclaimed black leaders will incite mayhem as cities are looted and burned because they aren’t happy with our legal system; their schools are dens of drug infested halls of non-learning, and they are silent, nary is a protest sign seen; their people can’t walk down a street without a sense of fear from thugs; their kids are beaten and robbed for wearing a gang’s colors, and they focus their leadership skills on educating people to fear and hate cops…including their brand of Rap teaching these skills; and it is all ‘white-washed’ by political dollars and selfish political ambition.

When black preachers and high- dollar-roller politicians begin to hold biblical revivals in our ghettos on weekends in our major ‘killing fields’ cities to call its people to repentance about the sin in their lives and use their ‘Bully-pulpits’ to use God’s power and the Holy Spirit to convict sinners and bring collective shame and embarrassment upon those who want to cast blame on others for their refusal to live a life that enhances their race, one can know a black society is serious about tearing down the racial divide in our country.

Food for thought: Seventy years ago America’s black families lived in a white, bigoted, racist country; yet, they were the model for ‘close-knit’ family biblical living. They, like all of America that has listened to a godless, Atheist siren’s voice, have suffered the most for rejecting God’s plan for individual and collective success. My opinion, in the future, I think it is now America’s white society that will learn hard-lessons about this suffering. America became the greatest country in the world because it was divinely blessed by its Creator; its abject rejection will bring outcomes none will enjoy.

My opinion, if Mr. King were alive, the outcomes we now see and must find a way to overcome, concerning America’s black society, would not have happened  He led his people with a bible in his hand;  not some mealy-mouthed ‘invisible-ink’ Social Justice document

Doc Christian

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THE SEX BOX

THE SEX BOX

     Today is Valentine’s Day and the entire country is all a tither seeking common and uncommon ways to convey love to someone they love and care about.

The teenage boy asked his mother if his daddy, a strapping man, six-feet two and two-hundred and twenty pounds, had kissed her on their first date, she replied, “He sure did. He was a ‘great kisser.’ She added, “He got arrested for it, too.” Her son quizzed her again. “Well, how’d he learn to kiss so well?” She replied, “From siphoning gas.”

Perhaps, the Pilgrims have seen the latest T.V. advertisements about a ‘Ground-breaking’ new show coming to your screens, soon: The Sex Box. Just when Doc Christian thinks our godless society can’t slink any closer to Sodom and Gomorrah, they prove me wrong. Since I haven’t seen it, I’ll just pretend I know its purposes and outcomes…rest assured, none will be biblical.

I not sure who the ‘Marriage gurus are or how they are credentialed, but any legitimate Biblical Marriage & Family therapist would know that Sex cures nothing. The promo talks about couples with ‘troubled relationships’. Sex is great at ‘masking’ truth and helpful to delude people into believing sex is good for what ails you. During the show, couples are going to enter the Sex Box and evidently reappear sexually healed and their married relationship is going to be changed, rearranged, and supercalifragilisticexpialidocious fine.

I doubt any scripture will be used in reference to the show’s goal. Doc Christian is an old codger who has ‘tripped the light fan-dandy’ for many years and now I spend the majority of my time in sweet reminiscence about ‘great sex’. When I turned seventy-four, I thought I’d try to emulate the ‘sex scenes’ I could recall, when I attended the movies: you know, those where the lusty couple makes love as the camera fades from their embrace to the hands showing fingers gripping and massaging’ the fancy sheets to demonstrate the degree of pleasure received.  I think the idea was fine; I discovered the execution was less than desirable: my wife had to pry my arthritic fingers off the sheets. Abraham has become my role model! Great sex comes from a biblical relationship with Christ and your spouse. The idea of enjoying sex as a panacea for a broken marriage relationship is from Satan’s playground; not God’s

God gave mankind sexual pleasure for spiritual reasons. Paul writes it is for the man and the woman to complete one another as each volunteers to surrender a personal claim to their body for the vitality and health, physically and spiritually, for the sake of their spouse. It is so the marriage won’t suffer from the ‘Hornies’ and is too weak to withstand temptation. It is so sexual love will give birth to future generations that can choose to love and serve their Creator. It demands a mutual submission to Jesus Christ for the marital relationship to be a Godly one.

Doc’s profound statement on marriage: all marriages fail for the same reason! I’ll give you the answer later in the article. First, I will also declare few Pilgrim marriages are Godly. Whoa Doc, you have wandered into the land of a ‘know-it-all lunatic. Perhaps, once you have experienced my crash-course, my Cliff—notes version for a Biblical Marriage 101, you’ll change your mind.

Pilgrims marry so they can have the right size portion of the Ego- Pie that is available in the relationship. Often, they choose the wrong person to meet that need. Men marry for a different reason than women: men marry for physical beauty and respect, especially from peers. Women marry for Emotional and Financial security. It is true, men marry a woman expecting her not to change; women marry a man expecting to change him. Men are Barbarians that need to be domesticated; women have been given Godly gifts that increase their need to Nest and Nurture. This is why after sixty years of a failed Feminist agenda, men and women are more miserable in a marriage relationship than any time in our history. Both parties have been ‘brain-washed’ to deny the Godly gifts and Biblical roles God has assigned them: i.e. I Co. 7: 1-ff, Eph. 5:21-ff, Gen. 2:10-25, and Proverbs 31:10-ff… and they have rejected the wisdom found in this book about children and parenting.

Once one has squeezed out all the ‘mumbo-jumbo’ false Psychology tripe about men and women’s differences, in a simplistic manner, it can be boiled down to a basic understanding of a Pilgrim’s unique, God-given Personality traits, Decision making process, and accompanying Social Style. Throw in the fact that all communication takes place with a Congruent Model: Thinking, Feeling, and Behaving, and you are left with two types of people: men and women, who are so different from the ‘get-go’ and possess the qualifiers to guarantee constant opportunities for conflict, only Biblical obedience and love can produce a marriage that will endure the ‘test of time’ and honor the Creator’s purpose for a marriage relationship with Him.

While learned Psychologists disagree on most everything concerning the Marriage Relationship, for old Doc, its wisdom can be found in seeking clarity concerning God’s unique creation: Men and women and equipping them to cope with life and the opposite sex.

There are four basic types of people: Drivers (goal oriented people), Expressives (Ego centered people), Amiable (feelings and emotions people) Analytical (data based/black/white law people. Drivers manage with Options/probabilities, Expressives manage with intuition and dreams that lead to personal pride and self-esteem needs met, Amiables’ mange by not changing chemistry in a relationship (avoid hurting feelings, others first, their own last) They are closet Expressives but can’t act upon it because of feelings. Analyticals manage by excluding feelings and focus only of data. There are two types of Analyticals: Organizational and Detailed. Each drives the other up a wall when decisions are necessary. Drivers manage the other types the best as long as same goal is being processed. Expressives accomplish great things, often at the last minute of any deadline. Others like to be in their company, but suffer when ego needs are not met. They are prone to live in a ‘gray’ world rather than a black/white one. They make great Generals; poor Planners. Amiables are people most uncomfortable in their own skin because they seek to please others rather than feed their own needs. Others discount their value and demand loyalty. Analyticals love goals, fear making any decisions that aren’t wise and righteous based upon known principles or one’s set of beliefs. They too often end up being seen as lost in a land of data and being afflicted with ‘Analysis Paralysis’. If you want or need to know how all these differences work, you can schedule my very expensive ROMANCING THE STONE weekend; details on my website. Remember: IF I WERE HE OR SHE, THAT’S HOW I’D BE!

Pilgrims are attracted to people who are ‘Gap-fillers’. This is why it is true: when it comes to marriage, opposites attract. Whether a Pilgrim is aware of this; it is still part of God’s DNA for marriage. I’m not saying it is always so; but, I’m saying it is common in marriages. There is always an exception or two for every rule.

If Pilgrims should enter into the Sex Box, you need to know one very important fact: men and women are different sexually (nothing to do with plumbing) God designed it this way. Men are visually stimulated; women are emotionally stimulated. Sex is a ‘game’ with men; and they love to play; women seek a journey that can be reminisced at a whim; one their lover can describe for her or one she can choose to share with other women; she too loves to play. Men are capable of emotionally focusing on one thing at a time; women can keep several emotional-balls juggling at the same time.

For the heathens, marriage is, at best, a contract; for Pilgrims, it is a Godly Covenant. It begins with a man and woman willingly being in submission to Jesus Christ. If you don’t know the difference between a contact and a Covenant, Doc has ‘homework for the Pilgrims.

If any Pilgrim is biblically stupid or ignorant enough to believe a public…Roll-in-the-hay’ in a Sex Box can solve marital conflict, it’s no wonder your marriage is nearly in ‘default’ and some hungry Atheist lawyer is licking his chops.

Every failed Pilgrim marriage fails for one reason: you love yourself more than Jesus or his holy bible’s truth. Once you made a Covenant with God, when you said your ‘I do’s’ until death due us part’, God expects you to keep your end of the agreement. In Eph. Five he assigned roles for a woman and a man: the woman is to be in submission to her husband’s leadership…in everything; and the man is to love his wife…regardless of how she changes; and lastly, the woman is to respect her husband as he leads the family. If these are the essential qualifiers for a Godly marriage, how many Pilgrims own a Godly Marriage?

Since it seems all humans enjoy sexual titillation, my suggestion is, if a Pilgrim chooses to watch this horrible show, please have your bible handy so you can learn how ‘Heathens’ can’t solve spiritual problems.

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JESUS AND THE AMERICAN SNIPER

JESUS AND THE AMERICAN SNIPER

 

Our Nation’s ‘social media’ has evidently churned like butter into “I can’t believe it is butter,” concerning the art of War. It seems nonsensical to me that our country’s youth/adult world seems fixated by a ‘Fantasy world’ structured around wonks, former bench sitters, and Twilight Zone devotees bent on conquering aliens…often led by big breasted blonds leading these ‘Wanna-be’ heroes into battle so they can crow like the morning Cock about their abilities to kill: cops, aliens, and any other assortment of self-defined enemies, to feel good about winning in a battle in a war fraught with great danger; while most would prove cowardice on a real battle field.

 

The phrase from the Civil War…or any war holds true: “War is hell.” Only, it seems our secular pointy-heads can’t wrap their pea-sized brains around this awful truth. Thanks to Mr. Eastwood and his movie: American Sniper, the ugliness of killing an enemy has reared its nefarious head and forced all in this country to confront its planned outcome.

 

Michael Moore, that loud-mouth, (I never met a foreigner I didn’t like better than any American citizen,) and his particular ilk of ‘Hate America’ band of “Maggie Drawers’ band of nitwit, misfits from Hollywood and both coasts, has weighed in with their toxic potions about the morality of our trained military warriors killing the evil bad-guys. When Atheists begin to call upon Jesus to provide support for their conclusions, all Pilgrims must know the biblical truth about the teachings of the Bible concerning a Nation’s plans to conduct a war.

 

While I may even applaud Moore and his loons for a need to reference Jesus to provide an Apology for their stand against ‘sniper killings’; when they actually search scripture they will discover they have been undone by it. If one starts with the Old Testament, Pilgrims will soon discover that the Creator conducted war to achieve spiritual outcomes. His war plans for the nation of Israel demanded the demise of enemies so his ‘chosen’ people could take ownership of the Promised Land he gave to Abraham. In some cases, he provided support for Israel’s enemies so they would feel the sting of defeat because they proved less than loyal to Jehovah.

 

Theologians and any number of Ethicists for centuries have been faced with the conundrum of trying to grapple with the idea there can be a Just War. Pilgrims may do their own research and come to their own conclusions; but, for me, since Jesus said there would be wars and rumors of wars until he returns to judge the living and the dead, and he didn’t pontificate or espouse his ‘flavor of the day’ diatribe against the inhumanity of men, clans, nations at war, it is left to Pilgrims to sort out the truth about a justification for war based upon biblical principles.

 

What do we know for sure? Jesus taught we shouldn’t take revenge concerning personal feuds: turn the other cheek; give him your tunic, also, blessed are the peace makers…. We know that Jesus gave a Roman Soldier his highest compliment: I’ve never seen a faith like this… Do any Pilgrims believe Jesus didn’t clearly understand what a Roman Soldier (a Centurion no less) did for a living for his country? Rome ravaged then entire known world and subjugated all peoples; and enslaved an estimated sixty million conquered people.

 

 

In Romans the thirteenth chapter, the Apostle Paul declares the role and biblical function of a Nation’s need and right to provide a military defense of its people. He defines the purpose of laws and the need to punish lawbreakers. He points to the sword being used to execute the evil doers and to protect the law-abiding people.

 

The New Testament teachings concerning Jesus are about personal relationships and personal obligations. Proverbs teaches wisdom about the outcomes that are inevitable when corrupt countries and evil authorities rule; and it talks about the joy that comes when these corrupt governments fail and pass into history.

 

Moore and his ilk (I pray none of the Pilgrims are one of his ‘brother in arms’) have gone ballistic about our military using our most talented shooters to defeat our enemies. What Pilgrim can deny we have a world filled with Islamic Terrorists (well, perhaps from the White House)…from every nook and cranny on the globe that has one goal: Convert to Islam and the worship of Allah, submit to being subjugated, or eliminated. Crying ‘foul’ about a Sniper that kills such an enemy is laughable in the face of beheading hundreds of school age children for pleasure or a perceived defiance: thirteen boys were executed for being overly influenced by the Western world: watching a Soccer match.

 

What cultural and religious changes would take place if the Quran was to be implemented into America and used as the religious foundation for the moral structure of society? Sharia Law would strip women of most of their rights…including inheritance for children: men receive double. Women could be beaten without impunity; forbidden to show their face in public: this is why we had women demanding they receive a Driver’s license without a personal picture. While all moderate Muslims will deny it; ‘Honor Killings’ still happen in a Muslim society everywhere except America: a daughter has sex with an infidel or marries one: the family kills the daughter that has dishonored the family name…in the name of Allah. Lesbians and homosexuals would be executed! Need I go on?

 

But Doc, you can’t deny the Muslims in America don’t follow these rules and laws from the Quran; they are tolerant and peaceful citizens towards other religions. They claim the Muslims that are determined to subjugate the world in Allah’s name have bastardized its meaning and purpose and Islam is a religion of peace. The problem with this declaration is that as soon as the terrorist  gain control, Sharia Law is implemented and the ‘good Muslims’ are eliminated or accept this life style. Even beyond this point, there is a growing population of Muslims in America that is moving forward politically to gain the right to govern their own people using Sharia Law: i.e. different places in Michigan have candidates seeking office running on this platform.

 

These American Muslims aren’t any different than people who call themselves Christians yet not only ignore biblical truths; they support others who don’t even believe in the Bible. They practice Homosexuality; support it; are serial adulterers, and offer up their children on the altar of Moloch: abortion of an unborn child; defile the sanctity of holy matrimony by shacking-up and having children without the protection and approval of our laws: Civil and Religious.

 

What would happen if Jesus made an entrance to a theater where American Sniper was showing? Moore seems to think he wouldn’t ever do it. I beg to differ; he spent more time with sinners than saints. If he did attend the movie; most Pilgrims would leave. Why? My opinion, most would be embarrassed because the profanity is so crude and prolific they wouldn’t want Him to see they are so desensitized they can handle it without being harmed spiritually; or can one? Perhaps, Jesus would sit and weep: he wept over the sins of Israel; he’d be saddened by the evil caused by people seeking any method to rule the world…and in the name of a different god, no less. Just maybe, since the enemy seeks to kill those who believe He is the one and only true son of the Creator of this world, he might applaud the sniper. He could begin a discourse on how a Pilgrim nation could conduct a ‘Just War’. My opinion, if he did, he’d include the following:

 

A ‘Just War’ must contain these qualifiers to be biblical:

  1. The enemy must have attacked and the only option to protect and defend a Nation’s people was to fight a war to defeat the enemy. When the enemy planes flew into the World Trade center towers, all bets were off.
  2. The war must be conducted to bring about peace and not be waged for subjugation of peoples and confiscation of wealth and lands in the name of any god selfish ideology, person, or religion that treats their own people as brutal and evil aa any other entity.
  3. A Pilgrim may use his biblical conscience to choose not to fight, but he can’t refuse to serve in the war effort. His citizenship demands his fealty and his pledge of his life, if necessary, to defend his country against an enemy: what greater gift can a man offer than to lay down his life for others? Jesus was our model!
  4. It is a warrior’s duty to serve and protect. If killing the enemy is required to accomplish this necessary outcome, he must kill as many and as often until peace is agreed upon.
  5. When a Peace agreement is signed, the victor must help restore the loser.
  6.       The Sniper is a warrior of valor! His particular gift will allow his fellow soldier to come home where he or she might not have returned to loved ones. The sniper will shorten the war and increase the likelihood of a peace agreement. For the Pilgrim warrior, Christ’s blood cleanses evil; it leaves a legacy of regret since any peace agreement that ends a war leaves a residue of emotional trauma one must learn to handle to make a transition away from the battle field and into ‘mainstream’ life. Never forget, a trained Sniper isn’t different than any other ‘dog-face’; he is just better qualified to kill the enemy.
  7.       Would Jesus condemn the Sniper? My opinion… No. Jesus’ primary objective is always peace. The bible teaches a principle few Pilgrims grasp: without confrontation, there is never reconciliation or an end to hostilities.     I think the most ironic aspect of this secular manifesto by people who don’t really understand who has the most ‘skin in the game’, is if the Islamic nation wins this war, Moore’s fat head would be one of the first to be put on a spit. Who knows, a terrorist may even get extra virgins as a reward for his head.  Those other ‘talking heads’ that behoove us to talk nice about this demonic adversary, they would also be beheaded and silenced. Islam considers all of the American (Western culture) media and Hollywood entertainment crowd worthy of death: they flaunt what Allah supposedly forbids.
  8.       Food for thought: on the front lines, Audie Murphy, the most decorated warrior in World War II killed more Germans in two major battles, where he earned his Congressional Medal of Honor, than Kyle killed as a sniper over a much longer period of time
  9.       Might the Pilgrims contact Mr. Chris Kyle family and let them know how thankful you are for him being a warrior that was trained to keep us safe. Few of us would trade places with him. When demonic evil knocks ay your door, you will praise Jesus there are men who will stand in the breech, in your place, like Kyle.
  10.     It is so sad to know Mr. Kyle and another buddy were murdered by one of his own warriors. He had to survive the Front Lines, only to have his life end by the hands of an evil man (Eddie Ray Routh). I’m not sure how Pilgrims stand on the ‘Plea of Insanity’ that our mostly Atheist Psychologists have burdened our laws and court system with; but, I think it is too a ruse to allow evil to go unpunished. The very idea of a person murdering people because they are insane/mentally incompetent may fit a few people; but not the number that is processed through our Court system. Personally, I think anyone that commits murder is insane. What normal person commits murder? The ‘plea of insanity’ should be allowed only if there has been prior medical documentary evidence before the crime was committed. Eddie said, “He traded his soul for a new truck. My opinion, perhaps,” Eddie traded his soul for an eternity in Hell!
  11. Doc Christian
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  15.      I don’t know why Word copies my article in this un-holy messed up structural form. It makes me look like an English idiot. If any one can provide me with an intelligent answer, please do so in the Comments Section.
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IN THE TRENCHES ON THE FRONT LINES, WE ARE ALL BROTHERS

IN THE TRENCHES ON THE FRONT LINES, WE ARE ALL BROTHERS

 

As I continue preaching sermons from the book of Romans for my Jail Ministry, God continues to provide spiritual insight I didn’t possess. The title of my post led me to a deeper understanding of why Pilgrims too often remain ineffective when it comes to influencing and changing the world: we fail to recognize we are in the ‘Trenches’ on the Front Lines and don’t behave like we are brothers in the same war. The sad truth: too many ‘self-professing’ Pilgrims need to be sent to the Navy’s Boot Camp Company: 4013(this was the company poorly performing recruits were sent to for remedial training and punishment for refusal to conform to the Code of Military Justice and Regulations until they either ‘washed out’ or chose to be a ‘regular’ recruit fit for the Navy) .  One doesn’t become a ‘Warrior’ for God by picking and choosing what parts of the Bible one will accept or reject. Every recruit is governed by the Military Code, and none of its rules and regulations is exempt.

 

Paul writes in the eighth chapter: “Therefore there is no condemnation for those who are in  Christ Jesus.” This above all else forms a Pilgrims Band of Brothers. As recruits preparing to fight in the trenches on the Front Lines, our past sins mean nothing to our spiritual future. Once we were alive to sin and death; now, we are dead to sin’s effects, and alive to the Spirit’s power that lives inside. Pilgrims were once powerless against sin; now, in Christ Jesus, we possess the ability to choose not to sin. Once, were hostile to God! One that is hostile is one that finds pleasure in causing harm and seeking reasons to demonstrate they are an enemy. Once we are part of God’s family, we are also part of the family’s Will. We are considered heirs to the Kingdom. We can find solace and comfort in saying the word: ‘Abba’, Father, ‘Daddy’.

 

Some Pilgrims may have had ‘fathers of the flesh’ few could find comfort in calling ‘Abba’. If alive or dead, the mention of the word, ‘Daddy’ may freshen memories that still haunts and harms your well-being. Your earthly father may have left you confused about your value, purpose, and the Creator who made you. Your road traveled may have been a very ‘crooked-road’ that you are still trying to amend for. Pilgrim, you can rejoice because your Heavenly Father will never reject you; you may reject Him.

 

We must never forget all Pilgrims are in the trenches on the Front Lines in a war with Satan’s forces. The desire to serve Christ makes all ‘Warrior Brothers’. If this is a true statement, and I know it is so, what does the ‘Brothers’ do with those who desire to be in the fray, but choose not to be a brother? Millions of people call themselves ‘Brothers’, but, they don’t want to adhere to the Bible’s principles and its’ often hard truths about man and sin. If the sacrifice is considered unfair or too difficult, they ignored its dictates; while claiming to be one of the warriors in the trenches. This is how America now has Same Sex Marriage!

 

The interesting war and sociology movie:  RED TAILS, I think provides clarity about Pilgrims being IN THE TRENCHES ON THE FRONT LINES, WE ARE ALL BROTHERS. During the latter days of World War II, the Allied Forces were bombing Germany, day and night. Every bomber squadron required Escort Fighter-plane protection to keep the Nazi Air Force from destroying the bombers before they could drop their bomb loads on assigned targets. On any bomb raid, it wasn’t unusual for thirty percent of the planes to not return to base.

 

At this time, the military was segregated. Black American soldiers were relegated to little more than ‘shoe shuffling’ Latrine duty: cleaning up after the white soldiers as they left messes. When Truman became President, he immediately issued an order to integrate the military. The movie’s focus is upon the first trained black fighter pilot squadron’s heroic effort to get assigned to fly protective cover for our bombers. After a great deal of bigotry and raciest stumbling blocks by the military commanders, they are given one chance to prove their mettle. While the movie inserts too much hyperbole and is too loose with the factual history, it creates a wonderful mosaic about warriors IN THE TRENCHES ON THE FRONT LINES, WE AR ALL BROTHERS. One particularly bigoted flight officer, in charge of his crew and plane, when assigned the black pilots, refuses to accept them as his protectors. Of course, Hollywood must be P.C. and dishonest with the dialogue, so it fails to have the white pilot call the black pilots Niggers…or the black pilots call the bigots WHITE- CRACKERS. The interesting dialogue discloses the same dialogue that America has struggled with for seven decades: they aren’t smart enough to be a pilot; they are too dumb to learn; under fire, they will fail and we will all get killed; God made them different, they aren’t really like us; they were made to serve whites; they will never fit in. Only the first two statements were in the show, the others were mine. They come from my own experience as a teacher in a ghetto, all black high school…before integration was forced into the schools in Oklahoma in the late sixties. The White education pointy heads said the same things about the American black kids that showed up at the white integrated schools. These kids weren’t stupid; they were ignorant. The sad part about this, my opinion, the plans to education these children failed for two reasons: extremely low expectations for students by educators; black society chose ignorance: rejection of a White society’s merit based education, and a failure to punish their own evil doers using shame and embarrassment for choosing to remain ignorant when they could have assimilated into America’s unique culture.

 

Feeling the sting of rejection by the military brass and noncoms alike, once the President demanded they be given an opportunity, they decided to paint the tails of their planes Red so they could be easily identified: Red Tails. In the air, the Rad Tails proved able and in the end, were coveted by the bomb crews because they seldom failed to get a bomber home safely on a bomb run. The one out-spoken bomber flight commander, returning home from a raid, had lost his protective Escort cover when the Red Tails came to his rescue. He discovered a truth: IN THE TRENCHES, ON THE FRONT LINES, WE ARE ALL BROTHERS. When his plane and crew were at the mercy of the enemy, he didn’t care what color of skin his brother had.

 

Would that all Pilgrims sort out their brothers by how they handle the word of God, so none in heaven can be ashamed of them; by how they demonstrate their fealty to Jesus Christ with the ‘salt’ and ‘light’ they provide to a sin dark world; by the compassion and agape type love they hand out in the name of Jesus; by their bold witness about Heaven and Hell and how there is only one way to righteousness, and there is only one God of Creation

 

Bill O’Reilly has become historic for his bestselling ‘Killing’ books. His book on Jesus has inspired millions to have a deeper faith; but it hasn’t improved his wisdom about a Creating God or his only son, Jesus Christ. When a Christian links ‘Karma’ (which he often refers to on his show: The Factor) to a believers life, he proves he is ignorant about the bible and God’s only plan of salvation. I doubt he has read the bible except the Gospels that required reading to be able to write a book about a ‘Historic’ Jesus; but, not a Divine one. The very concept of ‘Karma’ mocks God’s holiness and Jesus’ sacrifice because it is rooted in godless religions where Jesus isn’t the purpose and reason for one’s belief in a Creating God. My prediction, the movie about ‘Killing Jesus’ will be highly entertaining and biblically and historically informing; but the viewer won’t leave the theater spiritually inspired like one did when they saw the movie: Passion of The Christ: Mel Gibson’s movie. The reason: as flawed as Mel is; he believes Jesus is divine and God’s only son. Bill’s own mouth proves he doesn’t understand the essential qualifier for a Pilgrim: “I’m the way the truth the light, and no man can come to the Father except through me.” From his recent remarks about how the world should treat Islamic Muslims, my opinion, I don’t think the Pope does either. Food for thought: If Jesus isn’t divine, then his death on a cross becomes just another misguided lunatic espousing nonsense; and he was just one of a large multitude of lunatics that died on a cross during the First century of the Roman Empire’s history.

 

The panoply of America’s past and future lies in the outcome of slavery. The interesting point all Pilgrims need to understand and accept: all people are ‘slaves’. God’s salvation economy requires this fealty. We are all slaves to either righteousness or sin. One domain is holiness where the Creator is located; the other is Satan’s where sin and Hell is located. Jesus said it best: “No man can serve two masters…” Might our country’s Pilgrims be fighting the wrong battles with the expectation of winning a war they don’t understand why it is being fought in the first place? Would that America’s/ world’s Pilgrims learn that color of skin can’t separate us; but godless idol worship from other cultures can. If only we recognized the qualifiers that band all Pilgrims together as ‘Brothers, what might God’s kingdom on earth accomplish?

 

America is awash in religions and cultures, which foster them, that deny the one true God and his son, Jesus Christ’s supremacy. Like the ‘life-chaining enlightenment, white bigots who ran bombing missions into Germany, learned, one’s skin color doesn’t matter in the trenches on the Front Lines. Who has your back; who can you trust; who will keep you alive and out of harms-way; who is your true Brother, are the only answers that are important for survival.

 

Jesus is your ‘Wingman’!

 

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375 new Pilgrims since last post; keep up the good work.

 

Please tell other Pilgrims how you are IN THE TRENCHES ON THE FRONT LINES, WHICH MAKES US BROTHERS IN CHRIST.

DOC CHRISTIAN

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ON THE FRONT LINES

ON THE FRONT LINES

 

I have been preaching through the book of Romans for my Friday night Jail Ministry for the past few months and I have titled the ‘theme’ for my sermons: God’s Boot Camp for Believers. I have used my military training (Navy) to show these men why they have proven themselves as unfit warriors for God’s kingdom purposes It has been an interesting study and a revealing discovery of why our Nation’s young men need the military training to become better men, fathers, and citizens; most importantly, become Godly men.

 

From a group of misfits, ‘down and out’ men, to those who are highly educated and far less, recruits arrive for Basic Training. The first requirement: A buzz haircut that creates a visible demonstration we all look alike; though we are uniquely different.

 

The second requirement: the acknowledgement and acceptance of authority: Who’s in charge! Until that is codified, nothing moves forward. Punishment is part of the acknowledgement you don’t possess power to change the future that has been planned for you. You do have choices: obey or disobey orders. You get to choose pending consequences. Refusing to obey orders brings punishment you will regret changed your life.

 

A recruit must learn how one gets physically fit so he can endure the physically punishing training it takes to become a warrior. I was the Master of Arms for my company and it was my job to make sure the recruits kept all their belongings, including beds one could bounce a coin off,  in ‘tip top shape’ so all could pass daily Muster-inspections for each recruit and our barracks. I had to help recruits get out of bed after the first brutal day of physical training for all companies because they were too physically beat-up to get up without help; this despite I wasn’t suffering less. In a short period of time the recruit learns to live with a disgruntled body and begins to enter into an intensive learning curve concerning Precision marching with a rifle (Navy called it a ‘Piece’, Military Code of Justice, Hand to hand combat, passing through a rigged barb-wired field on your belly, with live ammunition fired above your head: as long as you kept your head and butt down the recruit was safe; handling a rifle, taking it apart and putting it together, shooting it so one didn’t get the mark: Maggie’s Drawers’,  Surviving being gassed, Fire Fighting control and survival, and basic classes the Navy deemed necessary for a recruit to pass.

 

Upon graduation, all were sent to new duty ports. Some landed at ‘easy work duty spots’; others weren’t so lucky. I went to Hawaii and played on the All Navy Basketball Team. Hey, someone has to do the ‘dirty work’. How many recruits were told: your work is good for morale?

 

Whether we recognized it, we all were sent to the Front Lines. We all had a chance to become heroes…under fire. Once we reached our first duty post, we all had General Quarters Training that better equipped us for the fight. A sailor on a ship would leave port and hold training drills for thirty days straight.

 

As I stood behind the podium and faced the inmates dressed in Orange, I used the seventh chapter of Romans to tell them the story of why they ended up in jail once they were sent to the Front lines. Pilgrims, we are all on the Front lines in a war with Satan and duty bound to deliver a victory for Christ.

The Great War movie, Pork Chop Hill, was a story about men on the Front Lines. It took place near the end of the Korean War (our government refused to call it a war; it was officially a ‘Conflict’) while the United States and the Communists: Korean and Chinese were negotiating a Peace Agreement. It depicts ‘Brass’ hubris, confusion, and poor communication to troops and officers at the inth degree because they thought the battle for Pork Chop Hill was a ‘mop-up’ duty…waiting for the Peace Agreement to be finalized. Five thousand Communist troops held the ‘high ground’; for the American’s several companies, just over four-hundred troops were in this battle. By the time the battle ended, only twenty-five men were alive; over two-thousand Communists were killed. As the size of the troops dwindled, vital supplies: ammo, food, water, wasn’t sent by the Command Officers: it was a battle where Command didn’t understand the desperate condition the troops faced conducting the war.

 

These brave men were rescued with last minute reinforcements. The Peace Agreement negotiations stalled and briefly ended until our ‘Brass’ understood there wouldn’t be an agreement until we demonstrated we were willing to sacrifice lives as much as the Communist. While we valued our troops’ lives; they didn’t. Pork Chop Hill was a worthless piece of ground and held no military importance; but, it was the decision point to determine what each side was willing to sacrifice to win a war, and a Peace Agreement. When we sent troops to save the lives of just twenty-five men, the message was clear to our enemy: we will sacrifice what is necessary to be victorious.

 

Pilgrim, you are on the Front Lines, what are you willing to sacrifice to be victorious for Jesus? What plan do you have in place that will enable you to win the war? What will keep you from winning?

 

The seventh chapter of Romans is where Paul teaches the Christian a truth: As a warrior for Christ, you are always at the Front lines. ‘Keep your head and butt down,” was sage advice for we Sailors in Boot-camp, as bullets buzzed above us, and Paul’s Military Biblical advice begins with ‘know your enemy’, know his strengths, learn his battle strategies, and most importantly, know your strengths and especially your weaknesses: your of love self and your love of sin.

 

In other Pauline letters found in the New Testament, Paul talks about learning to be content in all circumstances. For me, this culminates with one’s self-discovery. Pilgrim’s discontent often comes when a person learns truths about life they aren’t happy about. In Romans, Paul discloses the truth about man: we love sin. A child’s happiness is often evaluated by one’s acceptance of what their DNA left. Happiness, which is temporary, can know fruit if one is able to find contentment with less desirable ends. Just fifteen percent of the world’s population can be classified as Pretty, Beautiful, Handsome. When you are redheaded with freckles, you learn, soon in life, you aren’t going to make that elite percentile; plus one is tall and geeky, so you can choose to live depressed or find ways to enhance your liabilities. You might get blessed: a pretty blond might favor redheads! Thank you Lord!

 

Cold water in the face couldn’t have shocked my inmates more than when I accused them of being in love with Sin. When you read the seventh chapter, Paul teaches that principle well. He also indicates all Pilgrims are afflicted with the same problem. In the movie, a Lt. warns a soldier to keep his head down. He doesn’t heed the good advice: a sniper kills him seconds later. Paul tells Pilgrims that Sin brings death and Satan is a crack sniper. Before he ends the chapter, he demonstrates Satan and God have a battle strategy: each one covets a Pilgrim’s allegiance and fealty. While living on the Front Lines, daily, every decision you make allows you to see the target marker show a spiritual ‘bulls-eye’ or pink ‘Maggie’s drawers’, that indicated you missed the target completely. Paul warns that your good intentions count for nothing! God understands you are weak and easily enticed to sin. He even states that each decision finds Satan on one side and God on the other in completion for your love. He admits he is a sinner who keeps on sinning, despite his every intention to not sin. If he could, he’d rip out Satan’s heart and feed it to the dogs; but his love of self leaves him weak, often ashamed and embarrassed by the outcomes he chooses.

 

Soldiers on the Front Lines survive because of luck, being blessed, and most importantly, they obey orders, even when they don’t understand them or agree with them. Paul cries out in great frustration concerning his inability to choose ‘holiness’ in the face of the pleasure sin seems to promise: “…What a wretched man I am”!  In a tone of amazing gratitude, he thanks God for Jesus Christ coming to his rescue. At the end of the movie, the twenty-five men alive were all inside a large bunker knowing it was just a matter of time before the superior in number Communist forces would attack and kill all. They shored up the bunker with sand bags to keep the fire from the Flame Throwers from burning them alive. At their most desperate hour, fresh troops arrived, they joined the battle: a Peach Treaty was soon in the offing.

 

Left without ammo, food, water, they pulled together and survived. Satan wants each Pilgrim to be found is this deplorable condition. Jesus provides all supplies a Pilgrim needs to win a war. With death all around them, they never gave in, never gave up, never lost hope, obeyed orders, and were rescued. It didn’t happen without help.

 

Pilgrims will live life in the midst of ‘good and evil’. If we choose to lean upon our own might, our own smarts, our own resources, we will certainly remain wretched warriors in a war we can’t win. If we rely upon Jesus, we can’t lose.

 

We are all slaves! In the Gladiators ring, we must salute our Master: “WE WHO ARE ABOUT TO DIE, SALUTE YOU.”

 

Doc Christian,

 

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NO JUSTICE, NO PEACE

Dear Pilgrims,

 

May you and your loved ones have a Merry Christ…mas, and a happy New Year.

 

 

 

NO JUSTICE, NO PEACE

 

 

It seems man has been crying out for justice and peace since he has been on earth. Two thousand, plus years, since Christ’s birth… and man can’t find it; because, he is convinced he doesn’t have it.

 

     Does mankind really want justice? If he possessed justice, would he prize Peace? Perhaps, he doesn’t really understand what Justice would cost? Do you understand? If you were able, would you give the world Peace? People usually give this innocuous answer.

 

     With ‘sugar-plums’ dancing in your head, as you celebrate the birth of Christ…and C & E people fill up worship pews, celebratory greetings filter the air spiritually clean, and as people focus…for a day or two…on the unfathomable mystery of God’s love for his ‘crown of creation’: mankind; but, most of the world grapples with the concept of a ‘Transcendent’ savior and God’s system of justice, what can you do to provide justice and peace?

 

     People view the world from a personal prism and are convinced justice is inevitable when all is treated fairly. Justice will come and peace will prevail…because mankind is intrinsically good. This flawed reasoning flies in the face of scripture that teaches the opposite: mankind loves the darkness of evil and seeks the plunder and booty that comes from sin.

 

     In every nook and cranny of this world people cry out for justice, but, seldom does it come. Sometimes people will seek to provide Justice; but it is always temporary. Man can deliver certain types of justice, for a season, until someone decides theirs is best; then, the idea of peace never darkens the door.

 

     While man has failed miserably to provide justice…because of his love for sin…Christ has delivered peace because of his holiness. The incarnation of God made justice possible and ever lasting peace assured.

 

     Justice was made possible when God paid the price for our sins. Mankind is convinced justice is achievable with certain outcomes; but, peace can’t be bought, bartered or found since it requires a perfect blood sacrifice without a defect, blemish, stain, or sin; plus, be fully God and fully man…tested and found sinless.

 

     At the perfect time, God sent his only son to die so the world could know justice and know peace. “Mary did you know, when you kiss your baby boy, you kissed the face of God!”

 

     Merry CHRIST mas and a happy and prosperous 2015 New Year

 

 

Doc Christian

 

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THE BEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE… SECOND TIME

THE BEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE…SECOND TIME

 

Dear Pilgrims,

 

After years of writing this blog, I have discovered I had the Comments portion of this thing blocked…and I really didn’t know how to use it properly. It was a mystery why none of my Pilgrims have ever left a Comment…now I know. I have to leave a comment, first…so you are enabled to make a comment. I’m resending this article…and adding a short comment at the end so you can tell all the Pilgrims about “THE BEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE. Please tell us your story!

 

I have spent the better part of the last week working on a blog post concerning the racial divide in America; but I recently saw a show on ESPN that changed my mind. While alternatingly dealing with my feelings of great anger, frustration, and despair about the direction my once great country is headed, while also spending copious amounts of time editing and rewriting my manuscript: The Theophany: Son-light restored to a dark world: it is a story of how an enemy of our Nation uses superior technology: chip implants for humans, to control them. The enemy erases all knowledge about God the creator, his only Son: Jesus Christ, and history of the Bible and its profound connection with America; and, sans the technology, mirrors this change in America, my attention was diverted from this ‘dark-thinking’ to a place of joy and inspiration because the ESPN story was about a man who has been writing letters (ten thousand and counting) to people…famous and ‘Joe’ the neighbor, asking them to write and tell him about the best day of their life. This R.A.O.K (random act of kindness) sent a slim sliver of hope into my soul about our country’s future.

 

Since it is December and the month millions of American Pilgrims celebrate the birth of the savior of the world: Jesus Christ, I decided to ask my blog Pilgrims to send me their answers on my blog page.

 

Word Press tells me I have over three thousand Pilgrims registered on my blog. I don’t have a way to know if that is true or not. I’ve only have had two Pilgrims interact on my blog since I started it four years ago. I may have three thousand registers that have registered, read my blog one time, and have never read it again. This is your time to let me know if you are alive!

 

Pilgrims, this little reminisce into your past may challenge you to ‘play it forward’ and you will send letters to people seeking the answer to this question. It may become a tsunami of joy about the special Red-letter day of your life and of others, that this Christmas season there will be an easily recognizable ground-swell of celebration about life and its wonderful blessings, that Jesus Christ’s name, in all his glory, might be shouted above the din of haters in America.

 

While many Pilgrims may have a difficult time choosing which day is the ‘Best Day of Your Life, I don’t.

 

July of 1962 I was home on a thirty day furlough from the Navy: I was stationed at Pearl Harbor and I was a member of the All Navy Basketball Team stationed there. It may seem unbelievable, but it is true…after being on the ‘Rock” (island) for over a year, one gets a feeling of being ‘cooped-up’. I did! To remedy this condition, I took leave and returned home to see family and friends. Actually, a major reason was I needed to sort out my life of romance concerning another blond I had dated since high school. A majority of people who knew us were sure we’d get married…including both sets of parents.

 

The Sunday before my leave ended, I attended church with my family and an elderly lady from my church and my past: I was her paperboy when I was in high school, invited me to come see her new puppy. Her beloved dog, Dukie had died. He was a smart Pomeranian who could perform all manner of tricks. I was about to turn twenty-one; it wasn’t a high priority. I had been taught by my parents to be a man of character and integrity: this meant one did things one didn’t necessarily care to do for the sake of the Golden Rule. Four days before my leave was up, I did stop to visit with her.

 

The old woman did have a new puppy. The back-story of this Red Letter day: She had a sixteen year old grand-daughter visiting from the Des Planes, Il. (near Chicago) for two months. . She had been sharpening her arrows since she saw me at church…possibly earlier. The grand-daughter had skipped church that Sunday she extended an invitation to me. It didn’t deter her from her goal: introducing us.

 

When I knocked on her apartment door, Cupid’s arrow pierced my heart. A dazzling beautiful five-foot-four…and one-half inch blond with Milkyway Chocolate-drop eyes opened it. I knew what was happening. I was also very leery about the situation because I was positive I was looking at ‘jail-bait’. After a lot of ‘small talk’ and getting acquainted with her ‘new puppy’, Denny’s grandmother sent her grand-daughter out of the room: to the Kitchen, to fetch us a cold drink; and she made her pitch for me to take her on a ‘Coke-date’. With a mental picture of me behind bars, I agreed. We went to the public swimming pool. She looked devastatingly beautiful in her one-piece black Swim Suit. I quizzed her about her age; she lied. Funny how one can’t think logically when Cupid’s arrow has fatally wounded you. I asked her how old she was: she said she would be eighteen in a month. Her birthday is October sixteenth!

 

Last April 12th, we celebrated fifty-one years of wedded bliss! We had four dates (all the time I had left on my leave), we wrote every day until I returned on another leave and we were married on Easter weekend in 1963. I didn’t know how old she really was until her mother and I went to get a Marriage License: she was too young to sign it…her parents had to give the consent for the marriage. This was when I discovered she was born in October! She has worked diligently to celebrate two birthdays since I sent her the first gift in August, soon after I returned to Hawaii.

 

We borrowed sixty dollars for a ring from my parents (actually it came from my younger brother who was also in the Navy). I didn’t know this until five years ago. We were married in her parents’ home in front of the fireplace. Eight people attended our wedding; my parents weren’t there. We didn’t have our own transportation; her father drove us to the hotel in downtown Kansas City where we ‘honeymooned’ for three days, and then he picked us up. Humble beginnings!

 

Before returning to the States and deciding to get married, I had talked to the Admiral (who loved our team; I think he bet on us) about getting his help for my bride and me to have housing off the base when I returned to play basketball for the All Navy Team. He assured me he would help me get settled. He neglected to inform me he was retiring. The new Admiral of the base (Sharp) hated ‘jocks’ that he thought lived a ‘privileged’ life. I never returned to Pearl Harbor. I spent the next ten months on a ship (the Hector, a Repair ship) traveling around the Eastern part of the world. From the Philippines, Japan and China; our love was shared via ‘love letters’. From letters written on rolls of toilet paper (the guys loved to read them) to creative, artistic creations that passed for letters, Denise (Denny her family’s ‘pet’ name…and mine) filled my heart with love and devotion for that time of forced separation. We had four dates, were married and spent a weekend of bliss, and then were separated again for ten months, but our love was so ‘white-hot’ it never has burned low in fifty-one years.

 

In our log cabin, amidst a collection of memories that leave me feeling loved, are two very large albums, with beautiful scenes of Palm trees, a blue ocean, and Diamond Head in the background she artistically created, stuffed-to-the-gills with 565 Love-letters left for posterity. It is our legacy of love few in the entire history of mankind can match.

 

Believe it or not, in one of the albums you will find the first tickets to the Drive in theater (we double-dated with my best friend and his girlfriend (who became his wife), the first (empty) Coke cup and box of Popcorn I ever bought for my bride. She knew she had hooked me the moment we met. She kept all of those first date mementos. I didn’t know for years!

 

The births of my two sons were incredible days, but none compare to the Best Day of My Life: when I met their mother.

 

Pilgrims… please write the answer to this question and post it on my blog for all the other Pilgrims to see.

 

Doc Christian

 

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www.ravens-nest.cc

 

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THE BEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE

THE BEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE

 

I have spent the better part of the last week working on a blog post concerning the racial divide in America; but I recently saw a show on ESPN that changed my mind. While alternatingly dealing with my feelings of great anger, frustration, and despair about the direction my once great country is headed, while also spending copious amounts of time editing and rewriting my manuscript: The Theophany: Son-light restored to a dark world: it is a story of how an enemy of our Nation uses superior technology: chip implants for humans, to control them. The enemy erases all knowledge about God the creator, his only Son: Jesus Christ, and history of the Bible and its profound connection with America; and, sans the technology, mirrors this change in America, my attention was diverted from this ‘dark-thinking’ to a place of joy and inspiration because the ESPN story was about a man who has been writing letters (ten thousand and counting) to people…famous and ‘Joe’ the neighbor, asking them to write and tell him about the best day of their life. This R.A.O.K (random act of kindness) sent a slim sliver of hope into my soul about our country’s future.

 

Since it is December and the month millions of American Pilgrims celebrate the birth of the savior of the world: Jesus Christ, I decided to ask my blog Pilgrims to send me their answers on my blog page.

 

Word Press tells me I have over three thousand Pilgrims registered on my blog. I don’t have a way to know if that is true or not. I’ve only have had two Pilgrims interact on my blog since I started it four years ago. I may have three thousand registers that have registered, read my blog one time, and have never read it again. This is your time to let me know if you are alive!

 

Pilgrims, this little reminisce into your past may challenge you to ‘play it forward’ and you will send letters to people seeking the answer to this question. It may become a tsunami of joy about the special Red-letter day of your life and of others, that this Christmas season there will be an easily recognizable ground-swell of celebration about life and its wonderful blessings, that Jesus Christ’s name, in all his glory, might be shouted above the din of haters in America.

 

While many Pilgrims may have a difficult time choosing which day is the ‘Best Day of Your Life, I don’t.

 

July of 1962 I was home on a thirty day furlough from the Navy: I was stationed at Pearl Harbor and I was a member of the All Navy Basketball Team stationed there. It may seem unbelievable, but it is true…after being on the ‘Rock” (island) for over a year, one gets a feeling of being ‘cooped-up’. I did! To remedy this condition, I took leave and returned home to see family and friends. Actually, a major reason was I needed to sort out my life of romance concerning another blond I had dated since high school. A majority of people who knew us were sure we’d get married…including both sets of parents.

 

The Sunday before my leave ended, I attended church with my family and an elderly lady from my church and my past: I was her paperboy when I was in high school, invited me to come see her new puppy. Her beloved dog, Dukie had died. He was a smart Pomeranian who could perform all manner of tricks. I was about to turn twenty-one; it wasn’t a high priority. I had been taught by my parents to be a man of character and integrity: this meant one did things one didn’t necessarily care to do for the sake of the Golden Rule. Four days before my leave was up, I did stop to visit with her.

 

The old woman did have a new puppy. The back-story of this Red Letter day: She had a sixteen year old grand-daughter visiting from the Des Planes, Il. (near Chicago) for two months. . She had been sharpening her arrows since she saw me at church…possibly earlier. The grand-daughter had skipped church that Sunday she extended an invitation to me. It didn’t deter her from her goal: introducing us.

 

When I knocked on her apartment door, Cupid’s arrow pierced my heart. A dazzling beautiful five-foot-four…and one-half inch blond with Milkyway Chocolate-drop eyes opened it. I knew what was happening. I was also very leery about the situation because I was positive I was looking at ‘jail-bait’. After a lot of ‘small talk’ and getting acquainted with her ‘new puppy’, Denny’s grandmother sent her grand-daughter out of the room: to the Kitchen, to fetch us a cold drink; and she made her pitch for me to take her on a ‘Coke-date’. With a mental picture of me behind bars, I agreed. We went to the public swimming pool. She looked devastatingly beautiful in her one-piece black Swim Suit. I quizzed her about her age; she lied. Funny how one can’t think logically when Cupid’s arrow has fatally wounded you. I asked her how old she was: she said she would be eighteen in a month. Her birthday is October sixteenth!

 

Last April 12th, we celebrated fifty-one years of wedded bliss! We had four dates (all the time I had left on my leave), we wrote every day until I returned on another leave and we were married on Easter weekend in 1963. I didn’t know how old she really was until her mother and I went to get a Marriage License: she was too young to sign it…her parents had to give the consent for the marriage. This was when I discovered she was born in October! She has worked diligently to celebrate two birthdays since I sent her the first gift in August, soon after I returned to Hawaii.

 

We borrowed sixty dollars for a ring from my parents (actually it came from my younger brother who was also in the Navy). I didn’t know this until five years ago. We were married in her parents’ home in front of the fireplace. Eight people attended our wedding; my parents weren’t there. We didn’t have our own transportation; her father drove us to the hotel in downtown Kansas City where we ‘honeymooned’ for three days, and then he picked us up. Humble beginnings!

 

Before returning to the States and deciding to get married, I had talked to the Admiral (who loved our team; I think he bet on us) about getting his help for my bride and me to have housing off the base when I returned to play basketball for the All Navy Team. He assured me he would help me get settled. He neglected to inform me he was retiring. The new Admiral of the base (Sharp) hated ‘jocks’ that he thought lived a ‘privileged’ life. I never returned to Pearl Harbor. I spent the next ten months on a ship (the Hector, a Repair ship) traveling around the Eastern part of the world. From the Philippines, Japan and China; our love was shared via ‘love letters’. From letters written on rolls of toilet paper (the guys loved to read them) to creative, artistic creations that passed for letters, Denise (Denny her family’s ‘pet’ name…and mine) filled my heart with love and devotion for that time of forced separation. We had four dates, were married and spent a weekend of bliss, and then were separated again for ten months, but our love was so ‘white-hot’ it never has burned low in fifty-one years.

 

In our log cabin, amidst a collection of memories that leave me feeling loved, are two very large albums, with beautiful scenes of Palm trees, a blue ocean, and Diamond Head in the background she artistically created, stuffed-to-the-gills with 565 Love-letters left for posterity. It is our legacy of love few in the entire history of mankind can match.

 

Believe it or not, in one of the albums you will find the first tickets to the Drive in theater (we double-dated with my best friend and his girlfriend (who became his wife), the first (empty) Coke cup and box of Popcorn I ever bought for my bride. She knew she had hooked me the moment we met. She kept all of those first date mementos. I didn’t know for years!

 

The births of my two sons were incredible days, but none compare to the Best Day of My Life: when I met their mother.

 

Pilgrims… please write the answer to this question and post it on my blog for all the other Pilgrims to see.

 

Doc Christian

 

http://www.ogradypublishingcompany.com/blog/wp-login.php

 

www.ravens-nest.cc

 

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