A new frontier, not far away over mountains and rivers,
but directly under our feet.
PATH OF FAITH
THE TRUTH WILL SET YOU FREE
THERE IS ALWAYS A WAY
KNOW THE LOCALITY OF REALITY
KNOW WHAT MAKES A PEOPLE STRONG, AND WHAT MAKES
LOVE YOUR PEOPLE,
BREAK OUT FOR
HEALTH AND HAPPINESS
LIVE IN PEACE
WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR
My horse Reba, dog Jill, and I traveling in rural Kansas.
PATH OF FAITH
Would you venture into the unknown of a promising new frontier? Would you risk your life for an opportunity to build a better life in a newly discovered land? If you believe that, with faith, there is always a way to a better life, this booklet is written for you.
My name is James, I traveled by foot, horse, and canoe, for 5,000 miles though America, from farm to farm, town to town, and city to city, without doors to lock or walls to sleep behind, without backup, without a phone - it was as real as it gets - and I hope to share the perspective God has given me for the sake of helping you gain what is good for your soul and right for your world, not by following me, but by following God, for He alone holds your best interest at heart.
There is always a way to a better life, and it always begins in the same place; your heart. Your happiness and fulfillment begin in you, independent from the outer world, and now as much as ever before, the outer world is dependent on you. Cultural division (and the power struggle that goes with it) has all but destroyed the unity that once held our great Nation together. Many of our great institutions have become corrupt. We are suffering a health crisis of historic proportion. We are bruised and confused by mass shootings. Our Nation is deep in debt. And most dangerous of all, we seem willing to settle for seats on a "sinking ship."
How will you spend your life; making your place on a sinking ship, or on the path of the saved. Below are American icons of the Christian way, people of faith that won against insurmountable odds. People that chose a path as difficult as it was full of promise, and by way of their courage, determination, and all that goes into faith, became the wind in the sails of generations to come.
The Pilgrims happened to be white Europeans, but an infinitely more accurate description would be this; they were children of God. They received God’s Holy Spirit, and they boarded the Mayflower, and within a year, half were dead and the other half had suffered terribly. But they were not fools, they understood their dream to be an “impossible” one. And still they went forward, and such is the power of faith that, nearly four-hundred years later; their dream still lives. (Their dream was of freedom, to live as they believed God saw fit, not as others saw fit [others that judge and hate them to this day even while enjoying the freedom created by their sacrifice]).
There was something special in the hearts of the Pioneers who arrived at the shore of the Columbia River, having already come thousands of miles through mountain-ranges, deserts, and plains on the Oregon Trail. The Columbia River made up the final leg of their journey. Trail weary men, women, and children, they loaded their wagons and dreams on wooden rafts, then set out to run two-hundred miles of the most dangerous water anywhere on earth. It was an incredibly perilous thing to do, but then it took such courage, a special brand of courage, to build “the home of the brave and land of the free.”
Columbus had no map or guidebook to the new world, and to a large extent, neither did the Pilgrims and Pioneers. But they did have great faith in God, and they went forward through hardship and danger, and built something greater than their ability to imagine. They did not build a perfect world, but I am old enough to remember what they built; the strong farms and towns with thriving local economies, happy healthy people out and about, and streets so safe that children could run and play without a fear in the world. We were building a better world, and it seemed that with hard work and dedication, we could accomplish anything, even go to the moon! But no more had we reached the heights than we decided God was no longer needed. And then, how quickly we got lost. We packaged and sold sex. We idolized money. We trusted in our own power, and in our weakness; we left the gate open to evil forces that attacked our God-given right to feel good about where we come from, what we’re made of, and who we are (children of God). Our Pilgrim and Pioneer forebearers were vilified. God was declared “dead.” And the void created in our hearts and culture was filled with garbage from Hollywood, Fifth Avenue, and others in a race for power, money, and control.
Do you want a better way? Everyone wants a better way when the future turns dark, but who will actually muster the faith to light the way? Below is a quote from the American scholar, Will Durant:
“There is no greater drama in human record than the sight of a few Christians, scorned or oppressed by a succession of emperors, bearing all trials with fierce tenacity, multiplying quietly, building order while their enemies generated chaos, fighting the sword with the word, brutality with hope, and at last defeating [Rome] the strongest state that history has known. Caesar and Christ had met in the arena, and Christ had won.”
THE TRUTH WILL SET YOU FREE
Can you imagine a Nation so removed from the truth that, its people surrender their ability to make shoes, and then dance in foreign-made shoes to celebrate their independence? Do you want to accept this lie, and become a prisoner to its folly, or would you rather be free to do something better? In order to get big and stay big, big government and big business work to make you dependent on them in a big way, and this can be bad for your independence in a big way. For if they push God and Country aside for money and power, and they become all important to your survival like air and water, what happens to your soul when you must chose between God's truth and the worldly securities they offer? A great many people will sacrifice the truth to avoid rocking their own boat, and in sacrificing the truth, they sink their soul. The good news is, you only need to put yourself in God’s hands to enter a realm of truth, a new frontier where freedom is as real as you are, where the path is as difficult as it is full of promise, trod by hard-working individuals, bound together as a people with a common belief, each pulling their weight, and looking out for one another, trusting not in themselves but in God.
Nothing can stop God’s truth from setting us free. The only thing that can stop His truth from shining through is a closed heart, wherein the soul, surrounded by walls of bitterness, pride, self-deceit, envy, lust, sloth, greed, or any sin; wastes away in a dark dungeon, never to know what freedom looks like because it never allows it to shine in. But when we open our hearts and let God’s light shine in, there will be, in a very real manner of speaking, dawn in God's everlasting masterpiece, a new life in a new realm with virgin mountains, plains, and rivers. And like a jigsaw puzzle, only God knows where the pieces go, but it is our steps, taken in faith, upon the difficult path, that make the pieces fall into place, and the picture that comes together in our soul is a treasure larger than this world has space to hold.
If you decide to trust God, then probably not very far up the trail of life, you will realize your freedom, and when it happens, don’t be surprised if you lift your arms to Heaven and cry out, “OH LORD, THANK YOU!” It is true. If you show faith, don’t be surprised if, long before you reach your “Promised Land,” God sets you free. And you will know it! It will become the most valuable thing you possess, for it will be nothing less than the freeing of your soul. And with it comes peace where peace must always begin, in your heart. You will have peace of mind. You will enter into the realm of true freedom, without which no earthly freedom is possible. You will no longer look to the world for freedom, but will have found that, because of Him, freedom begins in you (and what more would you expect from the One that gave you the miraculous gift of life). And with the chains that bound you broken, you'll be free to pursue a better life. A better life, not in the eyes of a sinful world, but in the eyes of a loving God that holds your best interest at heart.
THERE IS ALWAYS A WAY
The way to a better life begins when you let God into your heart, and by His light, see the way out of your inner entanglements. Then you will see the way forward, you will have the faith to go forward, and you will have both the inner peace and the fire to brave the waters before you.
How many people thought Columbus crazy for setting off into the unknown? How many people thought the Pilgrims crazy for the same reason? And after the unknown had been opened so that it could be entered with a degree of safety, how many hopeful hearts flooded into the New World!
Along with faith, the pioneers had the promise of free land on which to build a better life. Today, no more free land exists, no more frontier by which to leave a corrupt world behind and start anew. Therefore, how much more full of promise will be that frontier existing wholly on faith, a frontier created not by building on free land, but by building on the Creator's truth; for His truth is free, His truth is solid ground, and His truth is everlasting!
When we go forward to build a better life, we take the good of the past with us. And there are people still living that remember what independence looked like under God; they made their own bread and butter, and shoes too. Their farms and towns were built to last because their parents and grandparents found fulfillment in emulating God’s love of making things (of course in a system built on truth, people build long-lasting things). But today, under the trees they planted, fruit lies rotting while we eat from the hands of shortsighted people that put power and money before God and country. We can continue eating from their hands and lose our blessings, or we can put God first and return to greatness. When a people put God first, great things happen, and there is overwhelming proof of it, for such living lead men and women to fight for self-governance, that all people might pursue their God given right to build a better life, and the American story was born. A great multitude rolled up their sleeves and the potential of building on God’s truth was released. In God's hands, they built something greater than their ability to imagine, they built a nation that became a beacon of hope around the world. Today, it is a giant leap from a dying world into the everlasting hands of God, but God makes it easy. If you want more than a short-sighted world can offer, then give God more than a nod. Step onto His narrow path of truth, keep putting one foot before the other, and He will lead you to a broad spiritual plane where, looking back, you will know, He saved the one thing you keep forever - your soul - and of course, that made your life great!
To keep from falling apart, a nation must come together. And when its people cannot come together due to divisions caused by sin-based decisions; it is good that smaller groups of people come together and unite in a faith-based decision to build a better way.
Come together, in the understanding that, until we let God in our hearts, we cannot work our way though problems that keep us from happiness because true happiness comes before solving problems. True happiness (godly fulfillment) fosters positive action, even in the face of difficulty.
Coming together does not mean we are against other peoples anymore than it means we accept the ways of those that rebel against God. God makes room for us to maintain our individual cultures, and at the same time, to all be part of one family as His children building on His everlasting truth.
Come together and let God set foundation stones in our hearts that support peace and happiness in our communities; foundation stones of love, like a sense of gratitude for what we have, and of belonging to it, and wanting the best for it, and a willingness to sacrifice for it.
In a system built on God’s truth, we learn Bible lessons from childhood about right and wrong, about when to be kind and when to be tough, timeless values that guide our actions, season our souls, and preserve our communities. In a Christian culture, God's first commandment to man as a knowledgeable being is to toil, to realize the value of hard work, which fosters strength and stability in our backbones, our souls, and our communities. In a Christian culture, we have inspirational stories of our forefathers and mothers, the extra ordinary accomplishments of ordinary people who put their faith in God, and we celebrate them, and even pretend to be them in childhood play. Together, these God-given things feed our gift of life, and as we grow, transcend words and lessons to become a cultural bond of love and loyalty, a bedrock of peace and harmony in our communities.
A lot has been made about "tribalism" and "racism" in America. It is not tribalistic or raciest to exercise common sense and know that a strong cultural bond goes a long way towards community peace and harmony. Jesus did not save the world by being a worldly man, but rather, by being a man of his people (and what else would one expect when love without loyalty is a lie). Jesus did not think like,"Oh my gosh, if I chose men only from Judea to be deciples, that would appear hateful and exclusionary...I'd better find an Egyptian, a Greek, a Syrian, and an Italian." Jesus didn't do it that way. And lo-and-behold, by His example of love and loyalty, great numbers of people from those nations would become part of one family as brothers and sisters in Christ.
Whereas it is good that different cultures come together in Christ and share their blessings with one another, perhaps organically, or perhaps in centers that are specifically for that purpose, which might help encourage positive cultural growth, and prevent tribal warfare; the belief in multi-culturalism as a cure for what ails the world is wrong and destructive. In America, socialist use the power of the State to push multiculturalism in the name of equality, but in reality, it's about money, power, and control, and a capitalist will get in bed with a socialist if there’s money in it, and all together they are blind to the love and loyalty that is the beauty of the cultural bond, without which small communities cannot keep the peace and harmony essential to their happiness (not to mention that without different cultures, multiculturalism cannot exist). With astounding ignorance, multi-cultural fanatics seek the destruction of the bond, and if they have the backing of a socialist government and a capitalist market, then they have tremendous power! Then, in the name of "justice," they can put Eskimos in with Aborigines (so to speak) until the face of the world is made-over in an attempt to achieve their ideological ideal, but they would only succeed in breaking the bond that holds countless communities together. In the name of "justice," they would create a police State, and an ideologically perfect population of industrial cogs.
In a Christian realm, tribal warfare is always a bad thing, whereas the peace and harmony created by the love and loyalty that is the cultural bond, is always a good thing, a gift from God, everywhere around the world, and all people have a God-given right to it.
KNOW THE LOCALITY OF REALITY
My people, for example, live in rural and small town America. We are a humble people as proven by the way in which we have quietly dwindled and disappeared. Our little towns and farms are dying in a world that is too far removed to see how a life-sustaining bushel of grain is grown in the land of the free. For a golden bushel of grain sprouts not only from good soil and hard work, but from social stability, itself sprouted from the unity of a people bound by love and loyalty. It is a beautiful thing, and it feeds the world. But it is crumbling under the pressure of a big world with big world values, crumbling away, and like anything, it can only crumble for so long before it disappears unless my people take action to save it.
Stay with me on this one: As a young man, I moved to a thriving city and started a small business from scratch. Success required a ton of hard work and sacrifice. Then, during a move to a brand new facility, I received a call from city hall telling me I had to shut my operation down because the new bushes along my new driveway were not spaced correctly (in fact the bushes were well placed). The bureaucrats at city hall, who were always blowing their horns about "community," had no concept of my reality. Years of hard work and sacrifice was on the line for me and I had a handful of employees with children to feed. I refused to shut down, the Fire Chief had to intervene, and thanks to him, the bushes remained where they were (along with my small business). I have long since moved from city to country and changed my business from stationary to mobile. To make the change, I purchased an antique church bus and restored it’s outer appearance (white with bold black Christian insignias). I added stained glass windows, and I re-fitted the interior as a mobile workshop. But before I could get on the road, I was told I needed to take a child management course because my mobile workshop had originally been a school bus. I told the State there would be no children in the bus, it only had a driver's seat and the rest was full of tool cabinets, work benches, grinders, vices, welders, etc… For two days I plead my case to different bureaucrats over the phone with no success. Finally I got to speak with a high-up (in the State's Department of Motor Vehicles). I was courteous but insistent. He got very frustrated and told me it didn’t matter what I was using the vehicle for but rather what mattered was what it had originally been manufactured for; it had been a school bus, and therefore I had to take a course, pass a test, and get certified in child management. Unbelievably ridiculous, but true. Thank goodness the ladies at my local small town county courthouse helped me around it. Big government is not the only entity susceptible to detachment; I have firsthand stories of equally bad detachment in big corporations and unions too. But I have to believe the worst cases can only be told by frontline soldiers subject to rules from bureaucrats whose lives are not on the line. Detachment of the negative variety however is not necessarily determined by a lack of proximity. In my little town of 400 people, there was a woman that lived with her two children in a house that she utterly and completely trashed over the course of a year. I saw her in the gas-station/convenience-store on the highway, she was belittling her two little children and asking strangers if they wanted to buy her kids. She was a mess, and she was messing up those kids! And probably she had been messed up as a kid. I wanted to take action, and I’m sure I was not alone. But I knew the State would not allow it. Big government says it will take care of the problem, and the problem grows bigger. The problem gets bigger, and the government gets bigger. But what would I have done if I was free to act? I would have rounded up a handful of go-getter type neighbors who wanted to take action but previously couldn’t. I would propose that the woman spend 3 hours in a set of stocks at the center of town (this would draw out much of the town on a Saturday), during which time it would be explained to her and her children that her behavior had been unacceptable, and what changes were expected of her. She would then be set free under the condition that she change, and we people of the community would take turns checking on her and helping her along. If she accepted the deal, good! If she didn’t, back into the stocks, or get out of town. And what about the war on drugs? If we were free to fight it, we could win it! We could apprehend the head drug dealer in our area, put him in the stocks and, with a lash, give him something real to remember. And if after his release, he went back to pushing drugs, we could hang him with a placard that read, “This is what happens to those that poison our children.” And I can almost hear a collective gasp coming from those that support the status quo, being a system that grows with the problem. A system that grows with the problem, is part of the problem - and is reason to start anew like pioneers. Figuratively speaking in a very real way; God wears a velvet glove on one hand, and an iron gauntlet on the other, and if as His servants we are to foster a healthy society, we need to know when to be the velvet and when to be the iron. A leper is not an enemy of God, and an enemy of God is not a leper (remember what Jesus said about two-legged swine). We have to know when to be kind and when to be tough, it's a balance in which we take all of God's word into account. Likewise, the concept that locality (local control) makes for what's best is not always right because, if we are spiritually detached from ourselves, we cannot have a healthy attachment to others, and therefore, detachment can occur across oceans or within a home between parent and child. The godless are easily detached from themselves, unaware of the sin in their hearts, blind to their own hate, greed, deceit, and other sins. But Christians confess to being sinners, and God shows us who we are, what our sins are, and helps us work to overcome ourselves and become better people through Him. There is good reason why, all across the world, the saved say, "I was blind, but now I see!"
We can overcome the difficult challenges presented by detached bureaucracies and corporations, clueless parents, drug pushers, and others that do not share our love and loyalty and therefore do not hold our communities best interest at heart. First of course, the answer to any problem always begins in us. We have to get ourselves right first, and a prayer that always always works is to sincerely ask God to remove harmful sin from our hearts whether it be anger, greed, deceit, or any sin, if you ask sincerely, you will feel Him lift it out of you, and it will feel right! And when we stray back into feelings of sloth, lust, envy, or any sin that threatens the well being of our soul, family, and community, He again can lift the temptation of evil from our hearts and set us back on a constructive path because; He alone holds our best interest at heart, He alone wants to make us wealthy beyond our dreams in the only way that counts forever, and He alone has the divine power to be in all our hearts at the same time, working His miracles there like the conductor of a symphony. Obviously then, the possibilities of what we can achieve when we follow His lead as a people are limitless. For while He gives us different assignments, our tasks fit together to create something greater than our ability to imagine.
KNOW WHAT MAKES A PEOPLE STRONG, AND WHAT MAKES THEM WEAK
The children of the Pioneers helped their parents build the home of the brave and land of the free, and in the process, their characters developed to be brave and free. Today, our mission must not be one of preparing our children to succeed by way of a world that their forebears risked all to deliver them from, but rather, we must employ them in our mission to build on God’s truth. When we raise our children not for this world but for eternity, it makes for the best possible life in both worlds. The following example is close to our pioneer forefathers and mothers, and is written in the hope of giving you added perspective and inspiration.
I spent time with the Amish, and saw many things reminiscent of my own pioneer heritage. One thing that took me by surprise was the sight of an Amish woman driving a wagon, not just any wagon, but a large freight wagon. It had an expansive wooden bed with no sideboards and no seat. She was standing on the bed, holding the reins to a team of four Percheron draft horses that were trucking down a gravel road. On the bed behind her was a very large construct of wood and metal (some kind of Amish-made equipment). The young woman was neither large nor burly, but simply an average looking woman in a pioneer dress with three small children gathered close around her legs. Yeah, it blew my mind! A huge wagon, with a huge freight load, pulled by four huge draft horses is a fairly impressive if not downright frightening sight to see when it trucks by up close. But, add to that a young mother standing atop it all, driving four horses while tending three children! Wow! Now, let’s look at another example that can help us understand why the Amish woman and her children were able to be real life superheros: Once, while working a horse in a round pen on an Amish farm, I noticed a procession of six or seven Amish girls, dressed like pioneers, walking the country lane. The oldest looked to be twelve, leading the way with direction, but not at all severe. The youngest was about five, and brought up the rear. To my surprise, they turned up the driveway of the farm where I worked. I didn’t know what to think but figured it an Amish thing. I watched as they continued without adult supervision, but each knowing their task, fetched a stocky miniature horse, then a miniature covered wagon. They harnessed the horse, hitched it to wagon, boarded one by one, and as they drove away, they smiled and waved at me. Astonished, I went in the barn to ask my Amish friend what I had seen. He said the girls had stopped that morning and left the horse to be shod before continuing on foot to the one room schoolhouse up the lane. They were not all siblings but children of the community. I’d seen a miniature school transportation system operated by children, working together without adult supervision; efficient, safe, clean, healthy, happy, and yes of course, independent!
Now let us imagine a parent strapping their child into a car safety seat for a ride to school. The parent is taking measures to protect their child from physical harm, and it's good that the parent cares. However, when protective laws are passed by legislatures lobbied by special interest groups; activist groups, insurance companies, car seat manufacturers, government bureaucracies and the like for the purpose of protecting the public but, somehow, the underlying goal becomes money, power and control, then complexity and sin get spun together like a weave of cotton and polyester with which we unwittingly strap our children into something of a straightjacket system. It is not that seatbelts are bad, I always wear my seatbelt. It is not that car insurance is bad. If I drive a car, I want insurance as a moral issue so if I accidentally hurt someone, I can pay for their care. It is not that car seat manufacturers are bad. It is not that technology is bad. It is about what to do when, as the people of a nation, we find ourselves surrounded by the collective power of sin, little sins that add up like stitches in a straightjacket, or, like drops of rain add up to a flood, and like trying to drive across a road that has water flowing over it, we get in deeper and deeper until, on the verge of being swept away, we find ourselves helpless to stem the flow of a system corrupted one sin at a time for the sake of power, money, and control. And because a sytem that comes to rely on the wrong values will in turn rely on the wrong skills, skills required to paint bad as good and good as bad, a multitude will be deceived. Then, even as the flood water rises up to their necks, they will not reach for the Lord for fear of losing hold of their worldly securities, and when the dark waters envelope them, it will be eternal. We do not need laws, or a plan, or a system to save ourselves from sinking - what we need is the faith and courage to proclaim God as King, proclaim Him Lord and Savior, not in the safety of the church house but right in the midst of the rising waters, for His truth is solid ground, and if we stand together and proclaim His truth, we will be amazed at the power of faith, for such is the power of the Lord, He will free us from our bonds and open a new frontier, hopeful hearts will rush in, and just as He would have it, realize the potential of building on His truth.
LOVE YOUR PEOPLE,
Big and small, rich and poor, left and right, children of God and sinners all; the Great Generation grew up saying the Lord’s Prayer in church, and the Pledge of Allegiance in school. They were not bussed to big conglomerate schools, but self-gathered in small, often one room school houses where they learned inspirational stories about their forefathers and mothers - stories that gave them a positive sense of what they were capable of. They were not psychoanalyzed and drugged when they misbehaved, but rather, swiftly and effectively corrected with a strap. They cleaned the blackboard, brought in firewood and well water, swept the floor, cleaned ashes from the stove, and other chores before they could go home. It was their first experience functioning outside the home, and not all that different. They were learning to be responsible in a work-based culture of faith. In their communities and across the nation, they were as Jesus said, seeds in fertile soil. And when the time came and they were called to stand against those that sought to put the world in darkness, they were up to the task. They defeated the godless followers of Hitler, the godless followers of the Emperor of Japan, and the godless Soviet Union. They did not liberate the world for supreme leaders, ideological ideals, money, power, or control. Their power and greatness was not from the world, but from the One that blessed them with unity, and made them a beacon of hope for all the world to see.
Eternally more important than reading, writing, and arithmetic, are Bible stories, Sunday School, and everything that gives children a sense of gratitude to God for what they have (starting with the miracle of life), and a sense of love and loyalty for their people and history (and thus their communities and Nation), and a desire to work hard, to be honest, and a sense of hope and optimism for the future.
Memorializing the success of the past feeds our motivation to do right for the future. And as Christians we understand, we are not a super-race, but the recipients of God's grace (in part because our forefathers and mothers had the faith to brave unknown territory in God's hands).
My people also have a duty to understand that, acknowledging the imperfection of our forebearers, if not carefully managed, can open doors to those that mean us harm. What I mean is this: All people are imperfect, and still, a people need a story they can all celebrate, otherwise they cannot be a people. Godless "educators," and others that have axes to grind disguised as justice, or self-loathing disguised as humanitarianism, should never be allowed access to our children. We have a responsibility to reject anyone that makes our children feel they are a product of evil by telling them that their forefathers and mothers got this land by way of theft and genocide. Our forefathers and mothers were imperfect like ALL humans, but they had the courage to follow their dreams into unknown territory, they endured tremendous hardships and made great sacrifices, and because they put themselves in God hands, they built something greater than their ability to imagine - they built a Nation that became a beacon of hope around the world.
The gift of commonsense allows us to understand that a full disclosure of history would prove, all cultures are open to severe criticism for the simple reason that ALL people are sinners. Therefore we understand, there is no gain in the cultural blame game, but only a whirlpool through which fools seek to rise even as it pulls them deeper and deeper into resentment, anger, and destruction.
My people have a responsibility to understand, an immeasurable amount of faith and perseverance went into building our cultural bond, a rich heritage that gives us a sense of gratitude for what we have, and of belonging to it, and wanting the best for it, a bond that is immeasurably important to peace, harmony, and happiness in our communities. And while we understand that we are not above or below other Christian cultures, we have a duty to preserve our culture, to uphold it, and protect it from those that hate and blame us for the woes of the world past and present. For if we do not preserve and uphold our culture, then, if future generations survive to tell our story, they will tell of the destruction we brought upon ourselves by lack of appreciation for the great gift that God had bestowed. Congruently, we should not attack other Christian cultures. There is room for all Christian cultures to live in peace, as children of God, sharing God’s truth while respecting one another’s individualism - for although we dance differently, and wear different attire, and speak different languages - we are all work based cultures of faith, all our courthouses should display the Ten Commandments, all our school children should pray to God in school, and all together we should be building on God’s truth.
My people have a responsibility to reject anyone that makes our children feel ashamed about themselves because their forefathers may have owned slaves. A war was fought over this, hundreds of thousands died, followed by more than a hundred years of national effort and sacrifice to right things. And, under God, sure and steady progress has been made. I believe in what the Reverend Martin Luther King said about judging not by the color of one's skin, but by the content of one's character. But MLK was an adulterer, so does that mean we should tear down all his statues and hang him in effigy? To be fair, we would all need to get up on chairs and put ropes around our necks because we are all sinners.
I once heard a pastor speak these words from the pulpit, "We are all wonderful, and we are all pathetic," and I thought to myself, "Brother, ain't that the truth."
My people have a responsibility to reject anyone that tells our children they are bigots for refusing to accept the homosexual lifestyle. We follow the God of truth, not lies, the God of love, not hate, we believe in His teachings, and because we do, we are the most safe people to live among in the world. We have a saying, "Hate the sin, not the man." Or, "Hate the sin, love the man." And because we love the man, we will not hide the very thing that can save him, we will not confuse him about the truth, we will not wish him well on the path to spiritual destruction, we will not paint bad as good.
My people have a duty to protect our children from anything that would rob them of the one thing they get to keep forever - their souls.
My people have the right to discern between respecting other cultures and standing against enemies of God.
My people have a responsibility to understand that, while there is always hope for the blind, the enemies of God do not share our compassion, and thus are to be dealt with accordingly. David did not take flowers to Goliath.
My people have a duty to reject anyone that uses science in an attempt to disprove the existence of God.
Regarding “evolution,” I see the slow and methodic mechanism of nature as evidence to that which manifests itself in craftsmanship, being a love of making things, which comes from God who [being The Ultimate Craftsman] is forever about by means that men cannot comprehend beyond the level of their own finite limitations. For example, scientists give the universe a size and age, but in self-evident truth, the universe is infinite (meaning it is unknowable, mysterious, and fantastic). Therefore the origin of man is beyond the reach of science. And yet, "the origin of the species" is within man’s reach, as proven by countless souls that have reached out for The Ultimate Craftsman, and, in the labor of His love, evolved in that most ultimate way.
My people have a responsibility to understand, we are no match for the devil. Manmade systems like Capitslism and Socialism can be made to sound good in theory, but in the reality of a sinful world; one dances around the golden calf, the other seeks to usurp God, and men fight wars over which is better.
Personally, I believe in a free market that understands it can only succeed by putting God and Country before power and money. A market that is large locally, and small nationally.
On a broad economic scale, what does it mean to put God and country before power and money? For example, a music industry executive might make a "killing" promoting music that breeds cultural decay through indecency, but he chooses not to because he puts God and country first. A politician might gain a lot of money for himself and his party by "helping people," but instead he works to return power to the people so they can help themselves. The "little guy" might stretch his dollar farther on cheep foreign-made products, but instead buys American made products, plus he buys local - a fiscal double-whammy he willingly accepts for love of God and country. Putting God and country first is not the easy path, but God is graceful, and as His children, we would do well to remember that, although good things are not easily achieved, the easy path is the way to a cutthroat world.
BREAK OUT FOR
HEALTH AND HAPPINESS
A godless nation cannot turn away from greed and hate because only God can remove these things from our hearts.
A godless nation will reflect its love and loyalty for the wrong things, and will poison its people and land. But a nation that puts God first will reflect His goodness in its people and land.
Traveling 5,000 miles by foot, horse, and canoe in today’s America did not involve much wilderness. Today, America is a land of farms, towns, and cities. But there was some wilderness devoid of people, including a 500 mile canoe trek across the northern tier of Montana. And in that wilderness, I ran out of many supplies and learned lessons that changed the way I live today. Too much of what we consider essential today is in reality detrimental to our health and happiness. Upon coming out of the wilderness, I had no trouble finding a convenience-store filled with junk from floor to ceiling - potato chips, candy bars, pop, and cigarettes. I courteously asked where the dried rice and beans were even though I knew there was none. The young lady behind the counter looked perplexed, so I explained that my jest was based on the sign outside, which read, “… General Store.” She laughed, but then, roaming over the store with her eyes, she took on a sincere expression while saying, “There really is just about all we need in here.” She was a sweet girl, but in an appalling state of physical health, grown up in a world that could not exist by telling her the truth. And she is not alone. We are all in that store, in one way or another, boxed into a lie that will seriously harm us if the devil has his way. We partake in a globalist system of food production controlled by those who hunger for the wrong things, like power, money, and control, and because their sort of hunger knows no end, we help them devour the very land and culture from which our food is grown. We compromise and even surrender to a system in which love is pushed to the back and ridiculed because, well because sex sells, and love is hard work, whereas lust is easy, so easy in fact that murdering the unborn becomes a “necessary evil.” We accept the devil as a middleman, he makes big promises, and we wonder why the miracle of modern medicine goes hand-in-hand with a national health crisis of biblical proportion. We put our trust in power-hungry people that promise peace through disarmament even as they keep heavily armed guards for themselves, even as modern history tells us again and again, this is how fools are lead to slaughter. We become so turned around and confused that, we accept sodomy as an expression of love. For love of the wrong things, godless men and women poison our land, our way of life, and our very souls. And all the while, they tell us their way is best. And if we disagree, they shout, shame, and threaten us. Our lack of faith has left us boxed in their godless system, pretending not to, even as we depend it like air and water (just as their dark master would have it). We need a path out into the light, we need the faith and courage to escape a lie, we need a new frontier built on truth. And as always, God is standing directly before us, holding the door open.
The way to a better world is not to try and change the system, but to LET GOD CHANGE US INSIDE. Then we can raise our voices and speak His truth. Then we can build on His truth. Then we can know the kind of health and happiness that last forever, in this world and the next.
LIVE IN PEACE
In the agrarian world of the Middle Ages; tribal warfare, plague, and pestilence were deadly problems, and yet, faith carried the day. Likewise, the Industrial Age has it's deadly problems for which there is no industrial solution, and yet, science cured childhood diseases and went to the moon on the shoulders of a Christian built world, and surely God was happy for His children. Too bad we got big-headed and turned our back on Him. And still, He awaits our return.
While traveling in rural America by horse and wagon, I met a Christian widower of 70 who was a Vietnam Veteran and retired Navy Seal. He lived alone, but in an excellent country neighborhood where folks loved and cared for one another. His only fiscal income was a small monthly Social Security check. He grew and processed his own food and had so much more than he could eat, he gave much of it away to his neighbors. He never accepted money, so his neighbors repaid him with favors not because he asked, but because they felt obliged to, which in turn brought the community closer together. His garden flourished on a combination of old and new; including animal manure to fertilize, no chemical pesticides, bird houses for insect control. His chickens produced eggs and meat. He cut his own wood for winter heat, dead wood, which helped prevent fire hazard in surrounding woods. He had 4 acres on a shady hilltop in rural Kansas; an old farmstead built back in the days of independent living. In spring and summertime the mulberry trees produced their fruit, then the plum trees, apple trees, pear tree, walnuts, and pecans. He had delicious healthy recipes for them all. In autumn the persimmons ripened and remained hanging on the tree into winter where, with a blanket of snow on the ground, they could be plucked and eaten like sugar bombs in God’s natural candy store. I know because I wintered there, and with that fresh country air, and incredible star dome over the old homestead; God got a message through: If your so called “big picture” is manmade, then you have not yet come to see that your thinking is itsy-bitsy. And if you’re depending on a manmade system, you’re depending on an infinitely inferior system.
We sinners will never build a Utopia, and we don't need to. We only need to put the Creator first.
WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR
Perhaps if we could travel back in time and be disciples, following our Lord Jesus on foot for countless miles from farm to farm and village to village, doing the all-consuming work that old-fashioned travel demands; we would better understand why God tells us in the Bible that men who talk too much are fools. A man can talk all day about doing the hard thing, and at the end of the day, not be one step closer to getting it done. Sometimes, it is better to go forward in faith, and leave the talking to God.
In 5,000 miles of travel by foot, horse, and canoe through America, I visited a small community about every ten miles (with the exception of a few wilderness areas). My first outing lasted two years and was 4,000 miles. After the first ¼ of it (1,000 miles), I realized I had blown ¾ of my funds for all of it! Much of my expense had gone to staying in inns along the way. Being a newborn Christian, I guess my fiscal planning, always so good in the past as a businessman, had gone out the window when I excitedly jumped onto the path of faith. The good news was, my situation forced me to ask for a place to camp in every small town I entered. Without fail, all the little communities gave me a nice place to camp, usually in their park, and because I camped right out where folks could see me, they came forward to see what I was about. In this way, God made sure I got connected to His creation, not only to His natural world, but most importantly, to His children. I was given so much good! They cooked for me, did my laundry, helped me repair my equipment, went on grocery runs for me, and so much more (except I could not accept rides to further my advance on the trail, and I always discouraged people from giving me money, although here-and-there a few forced me to accept a $20, and I was always grateful). God showed me there is still a lot of good in this world. And, He also showed me the bad. The good and the bad, godly and ungodly, over and over again, as if to pry my eyes open with a crowbar, God repeatedly showed me the critical importance of the cultural bond (and what else would one expect when the core of the bond is His love). For even if we must give unto Caesar what is Caesar’s, even if we cannot change the economic reality of the world we live in, even if we cannot stop big-government/big-business from taking over the agricultural sector on which we depend, no one can take God from our hearts, and therefore, we can fight for control of our communities, we can fight for our right to live our lives as we believe God sees fit, not as others see fit. I will not take the space to do so here, but I can give details about my journey to those what want to know, providing they mean to take action, and aren’t wanting to hear stories and exchange talk as a form of entertainment. The details are not the important part anyway, except as facts to substantiate this writing. Without going into the details of how God showed me what he wanted me to know and write, I would like to tell about something that happened in the first 1,000 miles: I encountered a semi-wilderness through which I walked one-hundred miles with a heavy backpack and only two full meals in five days, over the Continental Divide with old man winter kicking my tail, including a blizzard that nearly killed my dog. It was September, I had about seven-hundred total miles behind me, traveling in faith that God would bring good from my effort if I only kept putting one foot before the other in faith. It was in this one-hundred mile stretch that I started asking the Lord for some words to help my people, and I was very nearly badgering Him albeit humbly. He did not answer until I reached a small town, and as I stood looking at it, so peaceful in the valley below, with ominous storm clouds all around, a single ray of sunlight came down through the dark to illuminate a church steeple. This may sound made-up, or dramatized, but in reality it is simply the kind of thing that happens when a man steps out in faith. And there the Lord spoke to my heart, saying, “Just make the journey James, just make the journey.” I didn’t understand, but I obeyed. Of course God had already laid it all out for me over the coming 3,000 miles, and at the end of it, I sat and wondered, “Who will ever believe me?” I went home and kicked my TV out of my house. I wrote a book about the first 500 miles of my travels, well written, and a vain waste of time. I couldn’t go back to being a businessman to sell my book. Nothing against businessmen, I have known many who were excellent men, but I just couldn’t because it wasn’t God’s plan for me. So I went back out on the trail with horse and wagon to tell my people what the Lord had shown me. For although I am not worthy of giving you any message from Him, if you have read this, then you know the Lord answered my prayer which was of course part of His plan all along, and it is no accident that these words found their way to you!