by Jesse Abel
A Word from Papa “J”
Without the blessing a Thanksgiving meal may take days of planning and hours of preparation; yet in one half hour the planning and the meal will soon become waste. So it is with politics when people do not prepare beforehand their future by seeking the Will of God. Proverbs 16:1
Good Morning
My parents decided to move from Louisville, Kentucky to Cincinnati, Ohio when I was in my early teens; we lived in Ohio about two years and then moved back to Kentucky where after a year I enlisted in the Navy. In Ohio I lived the most rebellious two years of my life, please don’t ask me why since I really don’t know and maybe it was just because I could for the first time in my life… get away with it.
We lived in an area call Sycamore Hill and when going in the right direction the street from the top of the hill descended to the heart of downtown Cincinnati. One morning on school vacation my mom sent me to the store just a couple of blocks from the house which meant that I would be crossing the intersection at the top of the hill and the street that led down the hill.
As I crossed the intersection the bike pedal struck the pavement and turned the bike in the downward direction. Now I had plenty of time to correct the problem. However the view downward looked appealing and diffidently a challenge, so I did nothing to stop my increasing speed.
Soon I was passing vehicles that were going down the hill and in those day people did not tolerate children with a wild hair or two out of place. I past one vehicle and the man scolded me for being so stupid. Today I would agree with him! By the time I got past his car my speed was scaring me so I tried to slow down, the brakes did nothing but make the bike wobble so I released them and let the bike continue.
As I approached downtown I began noticing a couple of traffic lights that were not in my favor of continuing and fear began from my legs and worked its way to my arms and a rigid sense of falling off the bike seemed to take over. “O God; get me outa this and I will never do anything so stupid again” Well I am here today to write this so His Mercy endures forever.
The bicycle was destroyed, not because I hit something or something hit me; but because it was not designed for the abuse it took going down that hill. Here is the rub! As individuals, as a community, as a state and as a nation we are on an uncontrolled downhill rush. I really do not know how to be more blunt. We are very much like rebellious teenage children with our Creator.
As a nation we have shipwrecked our faith in El Shaddai. As a nation we have allowed the many demonic gods of other nations to buy up our churches wherein these so-called, “lamas, las and das” have claimed the lives of our young people and saturated our schools with FOOLISHNESS.
God is not some greasy bald headed fat man sitting around waving at people whom he cares nothing about. God is the ONE who allows you to breathe this morning, the one who provides life to your children you love and the one who delivers you from day to day in safety. He does not need to wave and smile. Why! Because while we are yet rebellious and sinful and He proves His love to us through the death and resurrection of His Son… Jesus Christ. Romans 5:6-11. This is not foolishness it is TRUTH!
O nation… return to the LORD for His mercy endures forever. Psalm 136:1-26
Without the blessing a Thanksgiving meal may take days of planning and hours of preparation; yet in one half hour the planning and the meal will soon become waste. So it is with politics when people do not prepare beforehand their future by seeking the Will of God. Proverbs 16:1
Good Morning
My parents decided to move from Louisville, Kentucky to Cincinnati, Ohio when I was in my early teens; we lived in Ohio about two years and then moved back to Kentucky where after a year I enlisted in the Navy. In Ohio I lived the most rebellious two years of my life, please don’t ask me why since I really don’t know and maybe it was just because I could for the first time in my life… get away with it.
We lived in an area call Sycamore Hill and when going in the right direction the street from the top of the hill descended to the heart of downtown Cincinnati. One morning on school vacation my mom sent me to the store just a couple of blocks from the house which meant that I would be crossing the intersection at the top of the hill and the street that led down the hill.
As I crossed the intersection the bike pedal struck the pavement and turned the bike in the downward direction. Now I had plenty of time to correct the problem. However the view downward looked appealing and diffidently a challenge, so I did nothing to stop my increasing speed.
Soon I was passing vehicles that were going down the hill and in those day people did not tolerate children with a wild hair or two out of place. I past one vehicle and the man scolded me for being so stupid. Today I would agree with him! By the time I got past his car my speed was scaring me so I tried to slow down, the brakes did nothing but make the bike wobble so I released them and let the bike continue.
As I approached downtown I began noticing a couple of traffic lights that were not in my favor of continuing and fear began from my legs and worked its way to my arms and a rigid sense of falling off the bike seemed to take over. “O God; get me outa this and I will never do anything so stupid again” Well I am here today to write this so His Mercy endures forever.
The bicycle was destroyed, not because I hit something or something hit me; but because it was not designed for the abuse it took going down that hill. Here is the rub! As individuals, as a community, as a state and as a nation we are on an uncontrolled downhill rush. I really do not know how to be more blunt. We are very much like rebellious teenage children with our Creator.
As a nation we have shipwrecked our faith in El Shaddai. As a nation we have allowed the many demonic gods of other nations to buy up our churches wherein these so-called, “lamas, las and das” have claimed the lives of our young people and saturated our schools with FOOLISHNESS.
God is not some greasy bald headed fat man sitting around waving at people whom he cares nothing about. God is the ONE who allows you to breathe this morning, the one who provides life to your children you love and the one who delivers you from day to day in safety. He does not need to wave and smile. Why! Because while we are yet rebellious and sinful and He proves His love to us through the death and resurrection of His Son… Jesus Christ. Romans 5:6-11. This is not foolishness it is TRUTH!
O nation… return to the LORD for His mercy endures forever. Psalm 136:1-26
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