Showing posts with label Politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Politics. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Political Ideology


I am an anomaly. Very different than most of my friends but I am sticking to my guns ( if I choose to own one, which I don't...Patrick on the other hand is a firearms man.) Lately, I have found myself throwing my hands up in the air with people who are idealistic in their thinking. Have they never had problems or been on the receiving end of anything at all? Maybe I am just not that blessed or maybe they think that everyone that needs help is unworthy of it. Let me make myself crystal clear, I don't believe the crack Ho with 8 kids is any better than myself. Is that graphic enough for you? Freedom to choose right and wrong is something divine. I am proud and blessed to live in a country where my religion can be practiced, where I am not forced to think like the majority, where I can try new things and have someone catch me if I fall. I believe in repentance and I believe in helping everyone. I don't need more money and I don't need more stuff. This has been really frustrating for me to try and explain to people what I think without voices getting out of hand. So in my quest to define my position, I came across these scriptures that sums up what my political ideology is in a nutshell.

Jacob 2:17-21...."Think of your brethren like unto yourselves, and be familiar with all and free with your substance, that they may be rich like unto you. But before ye seek for riches, seek ye for the kingdom of God. And after ye have obtained a hope in Christ ye shall obtain riches, if ye seek them; and ye will seek them for the intent to do good-to clothe the naked, and to feed the hungry, and to liberate the captive, and administer relief to the sick and the afflicted. And now, my brethren, I have spoken unto you concerning pride; and those of you which have afflicted your neighbor, and persecuted him because ye were proud in your hearts, of the things which God hath given you, what say ye of it? Do ye not suppose that such things are abominable unto him who created all flesh? And the one being is as precious in his sight as the other. And all flesh is of the dust; and for the selfsame end hath he created them, that they should keep his commandments and glorify him forever."

What does this make me? Socialist, Democrat, Communist, Moderate? I don't know, but I do know that I couldn't have said it any better than Jacob. Just thankful for a God that can help me find my voice when I need to explain why I think the way I think.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

The Circle of Life...

Most of you out there know that I am a certified tree hugger. My husband is quickly learning the ropes of my environmental indoctrination. Well, sometimes the best laid plans are destroyed by the harsh reality of nature. Picture in your mind the exciting chase that ensues between the hunter and the hunted. Mutual of Omaha...Sunday wildlife special....prey and predator...you get the picture? Well our wonderful puppy Roman has already killed a rooster...shear luck for us. Roman is not even a year and is already quite the hunter. Well today, while my husband is away on extended trip to Utah, our humane trap had an inhabitant. A furry grey ground squirrel was lured in by the peanut butter. Now, I have gotten over their "cuteness" when I step into one of their lovely holes in the ground. So I was glad to capture the little bugger. Christian, being the very good cub scout, loaded it into our jeep, with the intent of letting it go in a field up above our house. The dogs come barreling up the hill behind us (their favorite form of exercise) and I didn't think anything of it. Christian grabbed the cage and put it near the edge of the field and let it go. Now that squirrel was pretty happy to leave its cramped quarters. Until, the lion, Wilson "pursued" the freed prisoner. Wilson is not the quickest dog. Roman, on the other hand, is a stealth bomber. The squirrel took off up north and that is when the Mutual of Omaha scene began. The prey and the predator in the fight for your life dance, with the audience of squealing kids and grossed out mom. He shook that squirrel to death in his jaws. I booked it out of there. I bet you money the kids will have nightmares. I will dream of the lion chasing the zebra in a Sunday special about the ugly truth of nature. Sometimes the best laid plans fall apart before your very eyes...maybe I should contact PETA and fill them in on the fact that us Humans are not the only barbarians in the animal kingdom...go figure.