DEAR GOD: THANK YOU FOR MOTHERS

I can never Thank God enough for the fact that I have such a wonderful family and can enjoy them all so much.  I am a very fortunate person.

When I was growing up, I never even liked kids at all.  They always just got in my way.  Never babysat except one time and went to sleep that one time and the people got furious with me.  Never did that dumb thing again. If I wanted to make money, I got other jobs besides watching kids.  That was really boring to me.

I was planning on having one of those careers that everyone talked about.  I was going to really have a great life ahead of me.  I was an excellent secretary of the day and could manage people and things very well.  Had a great job waiting for me the day I got out of high school.  I was on my way!

And then this guy came along and messed it all up for me.  I got married instead of a career.  Worked a few years and then started a family.  By that time, I was really ready.  Because of medical problems, I could not carry a child before this time.  So after surgeries, I was able at last to begin a family.  And boy, did we ever.  We had that first child and then a couple of years later, another one came along and then another year later, here came another one and then another year later, another was on the way.  I had 4 children and the oldest was 5.  Was I ever busy, too.  And loved every minute of it, every day, everything I did.

I thought the life of a stay at home wife and mother to be the best life possible. I had a lot of fun during those growing up years with my own preschool/kindergarten.  If I ever wanted to be important in my life, I certainly was now.  I could tell that because there was a constant, ‘Mom, Mom, Mom’ all day every day.

I learned how to cook to feed them all and I learned how to pinch that penny when there weren’t many of them to be had.  And I learned how to balance my time and how to organize everyone and how to keep them all healthy and reasonably happy. And after I learned some of that, here came some more of those same type children along the way.   We had a house full of fun and work and I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.

So glad that God gave me this life that I could never have imagined.  Never even crossed my mind that I would live this sort of a daily life.  How could I have possibly known what was best for me.  But God did.  And He put me right smack dab in the middle of it. And I am so glad and forever happy that He did.

Thank You Dear God for letting me be one of those Mothers.    Happy Mother’s Day everyone.  May God bless you as much as He has me.

 

DEAR GOD: THANK YOU FOR TAKING CARE OF US!

Just in case you might be interested in this little tidbit of news, thought I would pass it along.  Read in my local newspaper the other day that there are 565 BILLION BARRELS of undiscovered conventional oil out there in the big world – excluding any that the United States has.  A barrel is 42 gallons.  And the world has 565 Billion barrels not counting what the United States has.  Just think about that for a minute.  How much oil do you think you might use in your lifetime.  I am not going to try to figure it up, but I’ll just bet it won’t be any number resembling those.  And I don’t think we will run out of oil anytime soon at all.  By the time we do, God will have provided something else to take its place.  This is His world and He will provide for everything here.

And, as I said, that is EXCLUDING the United States.  So, why in the world are we saving our oil all the time.  I remember when those dumb democrats decided we didn’t need to explore and use our oil because we could use what someone else had first.  Then we could save ours.  Why!!  Why in the world are we doing any of this.  I am quite sure that we will have all the oil we could ever use in this world – ever.  We don’t need to be conserving our oil or anyone else’s as far as I am concerned.

What is the big deal in this world of ours.  Do these ultra smart people in this world today really think that they know what is best for all of us?  I don’t think so at all.  I think they are all pretty ignorant and don’t know which direction they are heading at any time.  Why are we supposed to live this half life where everyone has to save oil and electricity and water and everything else around.  Why not just enjoy what God has provided and get on with our lives.

I was at a gas station one morning filling up my tank and this hippie type came up to me and asked if I felt guilty about driving an big car.  I told him of course not.  Why should I.  Then he said I should be worried about using all that gasoline.  I told him I wasn’t worried at all and would let my grandchildren worry about that one. He stomped off as though I had insulted him.  And then he got in this raggedy old worn out station wagon with a raggedy old worn out trailer hitched to the back of it.  As he drove out towards the highway, he had smoke coming out of the exhaust of his car.  Who is causing the most damage here.  Me with my gasoline guzzler or him with his oil guzzling old rattle trap.  Makes you wonder just how smart those people are.

Also, the newspaper article said that according to the U.S. Geological Survey, the world has 5,606 TRILLION cubic feet of natural gas.  And just in case you were worrying about running out of that, the United States alone has 388 TRILLION cubic feet of gas on and off its shores.  The agency also estimates that right here in the United States we have approximately 27 BILLION barrels of oil and 388 TRILLION cubic feet of gas on and offshore.  And on our continental shelf alone, there are 398 TRILLION cubic feet of gas and 81 BILLION barrels of oil.

So hurry right out and buy one of those teeny, tiny little cars that those environmentalists say we need to have.  You know, those that won’t go very far so you won’t be able to travel anymore.  And while you are at it, be sure and notice our landscape being covered up with windmills so we can capture the wind so we won’t run out of electricity either.  Of course this is because we are going to run out of oil and gas to run our generators and we all need to cut down on electricity use too.  Oh dear, what will we do.  What will we do.  Chicken Little is running around the barnyard wringing her hands because the world is going to crash any moment.  At least it is according to those environmentalists who make up all these stories all the time anyway.

I still want to know what they are going to do when God stops the wind.  Are they going to run out, pitch their tents, and blow those windmills around?  They are not in charge of anything ever.  Period.  End of subject!

Wish they would give it a rest, get a job,  and run their own lives and let God take care of the rest of us.  Otherwise, they would  have us all living in caves again so we wouldn’t mess up THEIR world.  Dear God:  Thank You for taking care of us.  We sure do need You in this world.  Thank You!

 

DEAR GOD: CAN YOU HEAR THE CHILDREN CRYING?

In this supposedly enlightened world of today, our poor children are crying and moaning and hurting.  Dear God:  Can You Hear The Children Crying?  I can.  I hear them over and over again constantly.  I see them on television and I read about them in the newspapers and I get gobs of mail every day telling me to listen to YOUR poor children.  As You have said, ‘whatever you do to the least of these, you do also unto Me.’  But those people are not listening to You anymore.  They think they are in charge of Your world.  And the children are crying. All the time.

There are those that are slaughtered in the wombs of their mothers.  The poor baby has no one else in this world to protect him. He is completely dependent upon his mother.  And who is she that she would deliberately destroy his life.  Surely, she cannot mean to do this.  Surely, she cannot intend to destroy the very basic being within her own body.  Do those poor children cry throughout eternity?  Do their mothers cry throughout all eternity?  The only animal that destroys their own is the Guppy that eats their babies.   Surely, we have not descended to that level.

I read of other atrocities against children every day, too.  Just today, I read of a child only 3 months old who already had broken ribs and a concussion from being thrown around or mistreated in some way.  Why on earth would any human being do that to a 3 month old child.  I certainly remember that babies cry and it is hard to listen to them sometimes.  But no right thinking adult would ever hurt a tiny child like that.

In another instance, a child had actually walked to school and when he arrived, his teacher noticed something wrong.  By that time, the flesh was  falling off his bones because he had been scalded in a tub of water.  Why would anyone ever think to do that to a small child.  Oh, Dear God:  Can You Hear The Children Crying?

And then there are those whose parents do not feed them nor care for them in any way.  Why is this?  Why in the world would anyone not feed their children.  All animals feed their offspring.  I see pictures in my mail and on the television and in the newspapers every day showing small children who need a good meal.  Most of them also need a good home. Why has this happened in our beloved Country.  The government is not supposed to be feeding them.  The schools are not supposed to be sending food home with them to tide them over the weekend until they can come back for a meal at school again.  What is wrong here.  Why are those parents not being made to take care of their own children.  Surely there is something akin to responsibility within their hearts, minds and souls.

Meanwhile, Dear God:  Can You Hear The Children Crying?  I can.  Please help them.  Please wake those parents up so they will start to take care of their very own children.  Please Dear God Help Them.  YOUR children are crying.

DEAR GOD: THANK YOU FOR KEEPING ME SANE

I really do have to thank Almighty God every day for keeping me sane – if I am.  Seems like there is always something going on.  This past week has been one of those weeks and every day has brought new challenges.

For instance, I found out just this morning that it is not a good idea to put your blouse on  and comb your hair and spray it and all that good stuff and then find out that the blouse is on wrong side out.  Obviously, this called for me to have to redo my hair and turn the blouse right side out and get it on again.   Stupid!  But that was a good start to another interesting day.  As usual.

Also, just read that a clear conscience is a sign of a fuzzy memory.  Boy, is that one ever true.  If I ever have time before I lose all that fuzzy memory, I plan to sit down and think through my whole life and see just how many mistakes I have made.  There are a whole lot I am sure.  Some deliberate, some honest, some just plain mean, and some because it was always someone else’s fault.  That’s the best excuse always anyway.  Have to move that one up front and start using it again.  If the politicians can use that one, so can I.  Works for them.  Why not for me.  Always remember, it is someone else’s fault, no matter what it might be. Only problem is trying to convince myself and others that this is true.  May not use it after all.  Sounds like a lot of work to me.  My mother always said, ‘Tell the truth the first time and then you don’t ever have to worry about what to say the next time.’

Decided to see about moving to another place  this past week.   Did all the research, talked to everyone about it and then asked God to please help me to make the right decision.  I knew that somehow because of the feeling I would have, I would know what to do.  I met the owner and walked through the house.  Then I walked through it once again.  So far, so good.  Then I went outside and walked around and still had a good feeling about everything.  Then I walked back into the house and immediately I had an overwhelming feeling of loneliness.  Don’t know that I ever had that feeling exactly like that before.  That is not a normal feeling for me.  I am always surrounded by people and never have a feeling of being lonely.  But this was what that house felt like.  I could almost touch the feeling because it was so strong.  I turned and just said I was not interested and left the house.  But it took me quite awhile to get over that strange feeling that I had experienced while walking through that house.  I just knew absolutely that that particular place was not for me.

The only feeling like that ever experienced by me was when I went to my grandparents house for a week when I was 4 years old.  My brother who was older  was also with me.  My grandfather worked for the railroad and we actually rode a train to their town and then they drove us back home a week later. I’m sure it was an exciting, wonderful trip, but all I wanted was to go home.  Back where I belonged.  I remember standing in the bedroom and crying to myself because of that feeling of homesickness or loneliness that I felt.  This was sort of the way I felt about this house I was looking at.  Except that this time, it truly overwhelmed me.  Just covered me up completely.

All this probably sounds stupid to some people, but I really trust in God to show me the way through my life.  I really depend upon Him every day to keep me on the path He has marked out for me.  And that new place was definitely not what He wanted me to do.  Oh well, just have to wait until He tells me what to do.

Meanwhile, I am still trying to remain sane in my everyday life.  Hope I make it.  Sometimes I wonder if I will.  First thing tomorrow is to watch for that tag on the blouse so I won’t put it on wrong side out or backward.  At least that will help get the day off on the right foot – if I remember which is my right foot.

DEAR GOD: MAYBE PEOPLE WILL EVENTUALLY LEARN

I wonder sometimes why people don’t just play it straight in this life.  Why not.  It doesn’t take a bit more effort to live a good life than it takes to live a bad one.  So why risk everything you own for nothing.  I was just  reading the latest sorrowful tale of a man who fell for a woman half his age and has now lost all he ever worked for.  Isn’t that just plumb stupid though.  Why risk it all for nothing.

Life can be so nice for everyone if they all just play it straight every day.  Rick Santorum and his family are a very good example for everyone to see.  They may not be what you want in a politician, but they do live a very honest life.  They stand up straight and look you in the eye and tell it like it really is.  Most people don’t want to hear that these days, but it doesn’t make it wrong.  In fact, it makes it even more right.

God, Himself, is the One who set the rules for living in this world.  It is up to each one of us to live by those rules.  Period.  Can’t change anything about them.  Rules are Rules.  Period.  Have to get up each morning and do the best you can.  Or at least try.  And that is what is said – that it is the trying that counts.

I know when I was growing up, my mother and father lived a good, honest, decent life.  They didn’t cheat or lie or try to steal from someone.  If they didn’t like someone, they might talk about it to each other, but they didn’t blab it all over town.  In fact, my father was one of the very few honest politicians in our state.  And proud of it.  Everyone that knew him knew first and foremost that he was honest.  No matter the consequences, he was always honest.  And my mother wouldn’t even talk to people who were out to get someone else.  She would be civil and nice but then wouldn’t have anything to do with women who didn’t take care of their families right or raise their children right or treat others the way they should be.  And she took care of her own business without trying to take care of someone else’s.  I remember all these lessons and have tried to follow them myself over the years.

It takes very little to just remember to be nice and pleasant and live a good life.  I’m sure you do just that every day.  Maybe if enough of us persevere for morality and honesty, maybe, just maybe some others will follow along behind us.  Dear God:  I hope so.  Maybe people will eventually learn.

BULLIES OF ALL KINDS

There is so much talk these days about kids bullying.  Made me think of things that happened when I was in school a long time ago.  For instance, there were notebooks called opinion books.  They would be banned today I am sure.  It was an ordinary notebook with your name on the front.  This was so everyone knew it belonged just to you. Every kid in the class had a page all their own.  Then you passed that notebook around to all your friends.  They could then write anything they wanted to about you or your friends.   And then they would pass it on to someone else.  So if anyone did not wish to sign their name, you would not know who had written in your opinion book.  Eventually, your book would come back to you and you could then see what everyone thought of you and everyone else.   Sometimes, it could really hurt your feelings, but it was all o.k.  No one really seemed to notice much.  Just something kids did.

Then there was my algebra class in 9th grade.  The teacher put us in smart to dumb rows after the first couple of weeks.  If you made A’s, you were in the first row, B’s was the second row, etc.  The children who made D’s and F’s were in the final row.  When the teacher began her lesson for the day, she would stand right over the children in the dumb row.  That way, she could watch what they did on their particular sheets of paper during class.  The dumb row kids learned some algebra but it cost them to do so, I am sure.  Nothing was ever said about this one either.

Then I had a stupid, really stupid teacher who particularly liked the girls.  All the girls avoided him as much as possible because he was considered to be pretty weird.  For instance, he would tell a girl when she needed to shave her legs.  Or tell another one she needed to wear a different color lipstick. One day, he told me to go into the bathroom and look in the mirror and try to figure out what was wrong with my smile.  I went to the bathroom, looked into the mirror for the whole class time and never did see anything wrong with my smile.  When I came back to the classroom, he asked me about it and I told him that I didn’t see anything wrong.  He then laughed and said I had a crooked smile.  Really a weirdo.  I never have seen anything wrong with my smile yet and no one else has either evidently.  If so, they haven’t told me about it.  But he was allowed to teach for many, many years.

Of course there were always those bully boys that picked a fight with everyone.  They were on the playgrounds and in the alleys and on the streets around the school where there was always a fight in the afternoons.  Some boys went screaming for home after getting a black eye or a bloody nose.  And then the next day, it would all happen again with someone else.  My own children talk of the fights after school and how many there are each day.  But no one seems to do anything about it.  It usually just included the boys.  Very seldom was a girl involved.  Guess it is still the same according to what I hear.

Don’t like it.  Don’t think it is necessary and looks to me like the school officials or the police could do something about some of this.  Meanwhile, guess I’ll just get another opinion book going.  Haven’t done that in awhile.  Might be interesting to find out what people think about me now that I have grown up.  I’ll think about that one.  Maybe some of my friends would like to have their names in my opinion book.  That would sure enough be fun.

 

DEAR GOD: THANK YOU FOR FREEDOM OF CHOICE

I was writing about those feminists yesterday.   You know they also gave us that wonderful Freedom of Choice that is purported to have solved all the problems in this here world.  Oh yeah!  Supposedly all the young women could choose whether or not they wanted to have children.  That way, they could have that wonderful sought after career and get all dolled up every day and have to go to work.  And they could choose when they wanted to have those children.  But nowadays a lot of them wait too late and then moan and cry because they are truly barren.  What a shame.

Well, I have some news for them.  I already had that choice for years.  My husband and I made that choice together in our bedroom.  We didn’t need any courts to tell us that was our choice.  We worked it all out with God and our choices were made for us by Him.  That way, we weren’t burdened by trying to plan every facet of our lives.  We were very responsible people and God knew all that.  He chose when and if to give us more children. We happily accepted whatever He gave us into our lives and always had a very happy life.  We didn’t think we missed out on a single thing.

But nowadays, these younger people all think they have to plan and plan and plan some more.  They really think they are in charge. They don’t know that if they would quit planning so much and trying to run everything, that God is just waiting for them to accept Him and to invite Him into their lives and then they would not have to plan everything themselves.  All that planning would be done for them and God would make sure that they survived just fine.

Isn’t it really amazing that those who put their trust in God don’t seem to be all worried all the time about how to live each day.  They are not always trying to stay one step ahead of  the daily grind.  Somehow, things always manage to work out o.k. for them.  And, as Rick Santorum has recently stated, ‘Get married first and then have children’.  That way, things will certainly work out much better.

If there are no ties that bind, then there will be no binding promises made.  There will be nothing to hold each other together as a family, so then one of both decide that they will just leave and leave the other person tied down with the  children.  If there were those ties that bind, everyone would stay put or they should stay put while they work out any problems and develop that  true and everlasting family.  All anyone has to do is live by the rules.

Place your life in God’s hands.  Let Him be the one who leads and guides you along. Ask for His help when you need it and thank Him for the help he gives to you.  And then live the most honest life that you can.  Don’t lie, cheat or steal.  Don’t curse God.  Don’t hurt others.  Stay true to each other. Don’t envy everyone else. Just settle down in your life and thank God for his many blessings.  And then get on with your life, whatever it may bring today, tomorrow and all the next tomorrows.  Somehow, some way, God will plan and work out everything for you just like it should be done.  You can count on that for sure.

So that Freedom of Choice was always there anyway.  You are free to make all your own choices.  We didn’t need some feminists to plan all that for us.  If we marry as we should and live as we should, there won’t be any problems to have a Choice over.  Try it.  It works every single time.  I know.  I have lived through lots and lots of trying times and still manage to somehow laugh at life and live a very good life.

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In the 1950′s which was truly a wonderful time for just about everybody, things were o.k.  We lived in an 800 square foot house with three children and didn’t even realize how cramped we were.  We had such a nice time.  The kids played outside all day every day.  We had picnics in the backyard.  They and all their neighborhood friends played in the sandbox that Dad  built.  I ran that washer every single day.  When the local gas company offered a deal of $3 a month to everyone who bought a gas dryer, I was one of the lucky ones on that issue, too.  They had to run a gas line out to my garage in order to install the dryer, but it was truly, truly wonderful.  That meant I had to carry the wet clothes outside through the back yard to the dryer in the garage.  And I didn’t mind that one single bit.  Life was very nice at that time.

Then we all had the Hong Kong Flu which about killed us, but we were still very happy people. My husband had a sales job and the salesmen were making more money that just about anyone in the area.  All the men in our neighborhood were traveling salesman.  We ladies watched out for each other and thoroughly enjoyed our every day lives.  Note – we were all stay at home moms on purpose.

Then those Feminists came along a few years later and gave us all those wonderful benefits we didn’t even know we ever wanted.  And sure enough, we didn’t.  They gave us the right to go to work every day.  Who wants that!    Certainly not anyone I knew.

They gave us the right to have an abortion.   Who wants that!  Certainly not anyone I knew.

They gave us the right to be smarter and more smart aleck than our husbands.  Who wants that!  Certainly not anyone I knew.

And then we could compete with our husbands!  Oh yes.   And lots of people got divorces over that one issue.   No one I knew wanted that one either.

Those feminists marched, hollered, yelled, and whooped it up.  They chanted and ranted and generally caused a lot of noise and trouble.  They even got that glass ceiling broken.  Who wanted that one either!  If I had a glass ceiling, I would just have to clean it!

They gave us the right that every single woman had to get a college education so she could get a good job.  Before them, there were a lot of jobs out there that did not require a college education.  A lot of women could work from their home doing part time secretarial work or insurance work or other things like that.  I know, I did that myself, drawing a decent hourly wage and working in that dab of typing along with cooking, cleaning, and loving my children.

And then they gave us all the right to get to buy and pay for our own cars.  Who wants that!  Before that, our husbands bought and paid for those new cars.  Or used cars. Or whatever as long as it had 4 wheels and a key.  And it moved forward.  We didn’t have to go in the car much so it really didn’t matter.  Until they gave us that right to drive all the time.  After them, we were on a constant treadmill of driving children and driving ourselves nuts.

By that time, we didn’t have many neighborhood schools anymore because we didn’t have much in the way of neighborhoods anymore.  All those happy moms had to go to work to satisfy all those changes. So the houses were all empty every day because the moms were at work and the children were in the daycares or care centers of some kind.  And following that, everyone had to send their children to kindergarten because they couldn’t wait until first grade to learn to start reading and writing.  Everyone was on a fast track now.  It was so important that the children  needed to know so much before age 6.  Why.  Because they said so, of course.

And of course prices increased because most households now had two salaries.  In case you don’t remember the saying – prices always rise to meet income. And that is so true.  So prices went up.  That $10,000 house now costs approximately $150,000.  And it is still the 800 square foot house that is cramped.  Only now it is a lot older.  But those modern people all knew they were smarter.   Oh Yeah!

So, thanks to the feminists, we all progressed or regressed depending upon your point of view.  Mine is regression.  Terrible regression.  And for what!  Nothing!  Except hard nosed loud women.

So, Dear God:  Thanks to the Feminists, we all got a good dose of change of life.  What a shame!

 

DEAR GOD: IF THE TRUTH WERE KNOWN

I have read so much and heard so much lately about our rights that are being affected by the mandates with the insurance plans directed at us, that it makes me wonder just how everyone must feel.  As I have stated before, women have been targets for a good long while now.  My mother and grandmother were able to stay at home and do their primary job of taking care of family.  They also took care of neighbors if necessary and other families if necessary and all their relatives if necessary.  My father and grandfather and all uncles and other male relatives expected to go to work every day and make a living for all those at home.

Those at home might have included mothers, fathers, aunts, cousins, wives and children.  No matter, it was a way of life.  Women stayed home and took care of their primary jobs and men went out into the world and took care of their primary jobs.  And for the most part, everyone was pretty happy.

I have always blamed part of women’s problems on the automatic washer.  When that came out, women were no longer expected to spend a whole day a week doing the family wash.  And after the permanent press fabrics arrived, she didn’t have to spend another whole day a week ironing all those clothes for the family.  This left her with enough free time to actually watch that new fangled television set or to take her children for a walk or even to visit with a neighbor down the street.  This was a new freedom for most women.  And it was truly wonderful. Because, you see, the woman in the home is her absolute and positive own boss.  She can decide every facet of her life just to suit herself.  She might not decide to get dressed until noon if she wants.  And she might not have to wash dishes until she wants to.  And she can make up her own mind as to when and what she needs to do that day or the next or the next.   The results are all that matter.  As long as her home is clean and her children are clean and everyone is well fed and happy, then she is doing a great, grand and wonderful job as the wife and mother in her particular family.  She is free to cook what she wants to when she wants to.  And she can grocery shop when she wants to also.

Nowadays, some women are so cramped for time that they have very little choice about their lives.  They MUST cook this because of the time element.  They MUST grocery shop when they can squeeze in the time.  They MUST get up and at it early every morning, having no real time for themselves.  But then, they have been told and trained to be career women.  And someone forgot to tell them that they really had a primary job at home that should have and would have come first if they didn’t have to have a career.

But then, that is the way the world turned back then.  And now all young women think they have to  have a college degree in order to run out and get that all important job.  Then they can hurry to work every day and do whatever and whenever someone else tells them what to do.  At home, they could have done whatever they wanted to do whenever they wanted to do it.  But then, they wouldn’t have had that all important career.  Oh Darn!   Who cares anyway.

Except that the women of today think they must have that self -esteem packed away all safe and sound.  They have to have that competing language and that all important position in life.  I just wonder to myself how many young women would really rather stay at home and do their primary job.  How many of them would really rather just be a wife and mother if they had the chance.  I just wonder if the truth were known how many of them would gladly choose that primary job of caring for their husband and children over and above all that career choice.

Wouldn’t it be fun to  get up every morning and just be yourself every day all day long.   Wouldn’t it be fun to watch your children grow up instead of hustling them off to a daycare so that someone else can have this great lasting joy.  It would not be necessary to have a field trip every day.  Nor to be constantly hovering over your children.  It would be so wonderful just to let them be children and you be a mother and a friend and a wife to your husband.  Oh, that would be just great.

If only the truth were known.

DEAR GOD: THANK YOU FOR CLEANING HOUSE

I hear people talking every day about how bad things are in this world.  With all the stealing and lying and half truths and murders and pornography and disrespect of everyone in authority and adultery and torn up families and turning their backs on God, the world is in a real mess.  There is little doubt about that.  Some people are even to the point of wringing their hands and bemoaning the fact of wonder what is going to happen to all of us if this sort of behavior continues.

But – people don’t realize that most of these horrible, disgusting problems have been going on for years.  In the case of stealing for instance, look at how long some of those in power have been stealing.  And just think of all the years they were able to hide their terrible crimes against others.  And in the case of lying, people have been telling the same lies for many, many years and getting by with it all.  The murders might have happened ten or more years ago.  I just read of one that was recently solved because of the DNA found four years after the crime was committed.  And in another case, a body was found ten years after the person was murdered.  The police were able to arrest the murderer within just a few hours.  And look how many stories are in the newspapers every day about those who have lived their whole lives off the backs of others.  They are being caught now.

How many times do you read of hear on the television or radio about the adultery that has been going on for many, many years, particularly with those whose lives are very prominent.  In the case of pornography, most cases reported began many years ago and the evidence is just now being found.

So it seems to me that God is just now cleaning out his house.  He is making all those wrongs right.  And he lets no one hide anymore.  They cannot hide their misdeeds and horrors from His light anymore.  He is permeating all the corners of this earth.  You can see that everywhere you look if you will just look.  How about the many people who have been murdered in the name of one regime or another.  Those rulers are being called to task right now. No more hiding.  No more assuring the world they are really good people deep down in their hearts.  Bull!  Some are horrible and it is being seen every single day.

I don’t know about you, but I am thrilled to see the reports on whoever or whatever is being found out today.  Hooray!  The criminals are being stopped dead in their tracks.  God is cleaning His house right now.   Just watch and see.  If you pay attention, you can see it and I personally am giving thanks every day to Almighty God for cleaning His house.

Thank You Dear God For Cleaning House.  I can hardly wait until it is all accomplished.