Saturday, August 22, 2015

Take time, the first time...

August 21, 2015
Friday

Thank you Jesus for the rain, glorious rain, rain drops, refreshing water from Heaven that watered my parched gardens yesterday. To wake up to temperatures in the low 60's was so refreshing. Today, I am peering out the french doors of the cottage at a sun drenched revitalized landscape.

The Sensational Six are up earlier than usual these days. Their lights out time is about 8:30pm so they are raring to go about 4:30am. My eyes were still filled with sleep when 6 pair of eyes surrounded me wanting out. I watched them scamper, first to the lawn to sprinkle the dirt, then, to the lil casa for breakfast. They were extra mouthy this morning ~ Finn was trying to grab Zoe's leg and the little girls, Harmony and Ruffy, were seeing who could get to the back door first. 

Feeding time is always a frenzy in Seidler Dogdom. I was fumbling trying to get a cup of coffee with my left hand and filling dog bowls with my right. Michael stumbled into the kitchen to grab Finn and his bowl (Finn was wiggling and yowling at the top of his lungs trying to get to his food) ~ I set down bowls for Toby, Ruffy, Harmony, & Kennedy (in that exact order). Zoe prefers to eat her breakfast next to me on the sofa while I sip on my coffee. Didn't take long and their bellies were full. Yay!


We've been cleaning out and organizing the shed ~ a monumental task that seemed to last forever. I must say, when we wrapped it up Wednesday and shut the door late afternoon, we both gave a sigh of relief. The task of cleaning out and organizing the storm shelter is next on the agenda. Somehow, my chore list keeps growing!! Funny, when I was young and had the stamina to do all sorts of physical labor I had money to hire it done. Now, it's way too expensive to hire someone to do my chores, and my body says, "Waittt a minute..."


One of my passions has been that of interior design. I have been fortunate to have been able to create some pretty awesome rooms over the years. I have never been a clothes nut but I sure do drool over a painting, beautiful rugs, and leather-bound books. Most of the accessories in my home have a story to tell and I like that...

I have learned from some pretty awesome decorators, landscapers, and craftsman. Today, my woman's cave aka The Cottage is my own little haven where I try out new ideas and continue my growing and learning process. As a young woman, I was always so afraid of making a mistake ~ I give kudos to my ex-husband as he encouraged me saying, "Go for it, if you don't like it, do it over." 

My latest project has been to sand and repaint the wood floor.


Rosemary Sprig
Painted Floor 7/2012
The cottage was completed in July 2012. The floor was the last thing done and, I must say it looked fabulous. I looked at Lupe and he looked at me and we gave each other a high five. Mission completed in 4 months ... job well done!

The lease was up on our storage unit so some things had to go into the cottage. Problem was that the floor hadn't cured and got scraped when the heavy fireplace went in. AND, there were several places that needed touching up from heavy traffic moving furniture in place.

Lupe's crew said they would sand and repaint but I was impatient (as usual) and said we'd do it manana (later). I've been meaning to repaint the floor ever since; however, one thing got moved to the front of the to-do list then another. I didn't follow my own advice ... If you don't take time to do it right, when will you find the time to do it over?

I did learn a valuable lesson: when I hire someone to do painting or work around the house I need to ask more questions about the process. Hindsight told me that I should have paid for another month of storage and let the paint get not just dry but cure as well. I'd painted lots of walls and thought dry is dry. Nope ... live and learn!

August 16, 2015, I decided to take the bull by the horns, buy the paint, read up on painting a wood floor, and set August 18 as the day I would start my project.

Luckily, I did keep a swatch of paint (Benjamin Moore - Rosemary Sprig) which meant that I might not have to paint every square inch of the floor (I did NOT want to have to take out the claw foot bathtub!). I spent some time talking with the paint lady at the local Ace Hardware (Fleming Lumber) store. She gave me some tips and suggested a light sanding before I started to paint. 

Paint in hand, I trekked to the local Walmart to check out sanders. I finally decided on a little Black & Decker Mouse Sander and was so excited to get it home and try it out. Worked like a charm ... lightweight, easy to use, and perfect for the job I had to do.

My first part of the project was to sand and repaint the floor in my closet. I took everything out, sorted through all the clothes, and got out my handy dandy sander. OMG, that little tool worked like a charm. It sanded and sucked up the dust leaving very little for me to clean up. The Benjamin Moore Advance Paint was amazing. I didn't know that paint would float ~ the paint saleslady at Ace was right. I think from start to finish, it took me just a few hours (including the purging of my clothes).


The dehumidifier was moved to the bathroom and I set my fan on a stand a distance away but close enough to help dry the paint. As it said on the can, the paint was dry to the touch in a couple hours. I let the floor dry overnight and moved in my shoe rack and gizmo that holds my necessary things. I did notice that if I walked on the floor in my socks, it was fine. When I wore my tennis shoes, they left an indentation. Sooo, I did some light sanding and repainted just where I walked. That was Monday, today is Friday and I am letting the paint cure before I put my rug, chair, mannequin, and the rest of my boots in there.


The bathroom is the next leg of my project but that will need to wait until I can move stuff into the closet that is now on the floor. I am excited though as the closet really does look nice.

One of my biggest faults has always been my impatience. Life has taught me that my impatient nature (although good in many ways) has needed to be tempered with patience. I thank God ~ He's put me through enough trials for me to want to not have to do things over again. In 2004, I had 360 degree back surgery and had to lay on my back for six weeks. Nearly drove myself crazy. I had a child who became an alcoholic in high school. It took years of praying, attending Alanon, and learning to NOT be an enabler before a miracle happened.


A year ago, my husband nearly lost his life due to an addiction to several things. I cried out to my Lord, "Again?" Thank goodness, I had a wonderful program under my belt, a strong faith, and people who were willing to come alongside me. Yesterday, Michael and I celebrated our Anniversary. We were married in the lil casa when mom was still living here and now, here we are 12 years later. I call him my heavenly sandpaper!

Every season of life has purpose and most of mine have been to teach me patience. It is possible to have the crazies of life running rampant about me and still having a sense of peace. I heard this once from a very wise woman in Alanon, "God will not ask you how _______ led his/her life. He will ask you how you led your own life." Ever since then, I have known that I must be all that I can be in serving my Savior, the one who redeemed me, with all that I have. I don't want to miss a single day of living!!

Dear God, I thank you for the glorious rain that gave a drink to my parched garden. When I heard that whisper of thunder I wondered if I could dare hope. Father, You teach us through life's experiences. Some folks are hard headed and impatient like me so we need to go through those experiences more than once. Forgive us! I pray specifically for those who are going through the muck and mire of life wondering when the pain will stop. I pray for those dealing with chronic illness including cancer, fibromyalgia, arthritis, MS, and depression coated with anxiety. Place your healing hands on us, your people granting hope when there seems to be none. You are the great I AM and, I know in my heart, that You are in control. Our days are numbered and only You know when we will depart from this earth. Help us to live like there is no tomorrow appreciating each moment. Jesus ... oh the name of Jesus ... Redeemer, Savior, Healer! Amen, it is so.

Miss Dottie

PS I read the Be-Attitudes this morning. No author noted...

The overly ambitious do right if it is to their advantage to do so.
The coward does right because it is safer to do so.
The miser does it right when it is cheaper to do so.
The common person does it right because it is expected. 
But blessed is the person who does right because it is right.

Have a beautiful day and ALWAYS REMEMBER
YOU ARE LOVED AND PRAYED FOR ... YA YOU!!

Thursday, August 13, 2015

What does a writer do?

August 13, 2015
Thursday


"Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love,
for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go,
for to you I entrust my life."
 ~Psalm 143:8


Gooood Morning! It was so beautiful outside this morning. We are getting a reprieve from the triple digit temperatures ~ only in the 90's today. It may be my imagination but there seems to be a faint scent in the morning air hinting that Fall is just around the corner. It won't be long and I will be hearing the sound of children and school buses!

The Internet connection got cut about 200 yards from the house a couple days ago. It took the repairman a long while yesterday to patch things up but I am up and running again. I am sure I am not alone in my dependency on my computer and phone. I tried blogging long hand but got too impatient. I admire those writers who used to clack away on a manual typewriter.


What does a writer do? That's a silly question. They write! That's not the end of the story though. Before a writer writes there is that spark of an idea, an emotion, a story to tell. I started out wanting to leave a legacy of my journey in life for my family. That was 2010.

Now, I put my hands on the keyboard and pray that God would use me in some way to reach those that read my blogs. Sometimes, my hands sit on the keyboard for what seems like an eternity and other times, they take off at warp speed. Writing is a passion and I usually have several snipits of blogs going at once.

"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed."
~Ernest Hemingway

Did you ever keep a diary? I got one of those diaries with a lock and key when I was in the 7th grade. There were only a few lines to record each day and mine were filled with secret code of the newest fella that made my heart go thumpity thump. How silly now but oh so important to a full of life teen. Come to think of it, there were a lot of things that were important then that make me chuckle now.

That diary keeping and my note writing to classmates were my first stabs of writing. I wish I had them now ... I wrote and received some of the most beautiful innocent ramblings of a time when everything was fresh and exciting ~ a time lost in the dust of years gone by.

I have journaled for years and, I am sad to say, that somehow the boxes with my journals got lost in my last couple moves. My saving grace is that I have started publishing a blog book every year so I do have my ramblings that have covered a lot of territory.


"I can shake off everything as I write;
my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn."
~Anne Frank


The condition of my soul affects my writing. When I was able to get rid of all the poison inside of me, I realized how good most people are. From the beginning of time, we were never meant to be Lone Rangers. Adam had his Eve, the Lone Ranger had his sidekick Tonto, Ricky had his Lucy, and Romeo his Juliet. We were not meant to travel this world alone although some try. (Sigh) Like the song, People, that Barbra Streisand made famous, we are people needing people!



To write means opening my mind and being a detective. I spend so many hours researching following clues that lead to other clues. There are some authors who have written books fabricating lies that become fact to those that read them. I don't want that to be me. The Lord God says in Matthew 7:15-18 NIV:

"Watch out for false prophets. They will come to you in sheep's clothing,
but inwardly they are ferocious wolves. By their fruit you will recognize them.
Do people pick grapes from thorn bushes, or figs from thistles?
Likewise, every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit.
A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit."


It is my hope that my Readers will examine their own hearts (as I do mine) and look at the fruits of their lives. We must not become sheep to the wicked man or woman pretending to be our friend and ally. I chose to develop a strong mind and not be blindsided. I have chosen to follow Christ Jesus and I scour the pages of the Bible to learn, grow, and become more like Him. I pray that others would be inspired to start writing if only a sentence a day. In my darkest days, my words were those of pain, hurt, and shame. Now, my words speak of light,  joy in the moment, and life everlasting.

Miss Dottie

PS
"There is no real ending. It's just the place where you stop the story."
~Frank Herbert

Today, the story stops with a prayer as do all my days. The list in my prayer journal grows long ... deaths, accidents, terminal illnesses, adultery, my country... I cover them with tears pleading for good to come forth from the ashes of life. I celebrate the miracles and praise You for hearing not only my prayers but the prayers of my fellow prayer warriors. As a writer, I pray that my words would edify, lift up, and encourage others to dare to open their minds and see what You would have us see. Let there be NO mistake in identifying the wolves in sheep's clothing that prowl ready to swallow up innocent bystanders. Give us a hunger for learning what You would have us learn for You are I AM!! Amen

Until next time...

Monday, August 10, 2015

The beauty of books...the written word!

Morning has Broken

Monday
August 10, 2015


Morning has broken here in North Central Texas and despite the coolness of the morning, we are in for another scorcher ~ 104 degrees today. I keep reminding myself, that we only have a few more weeks before Fall will be on our doorstep! Until then, I keep my fans going, my frig full of sweetened iced tea, and enjoy the air conditioning.

Feeling like I need some light hearted reading today and have THE LUCKY ONE written by Nicholas Sparks on my night stand. Going to be a restful day in Seidler Dogdom.

My fur babies slept in this morning. We invited some friends, Amanda, Chris, Elizabeth, and little Chris over for dinner last evening. Elizabeth and little Chris played tirelessly with the pups ~ Finn chased Chris until his little legs couldn't run anymore. Needless to say, the Sensational Six were pooped when they went to bed.

We met Chris and Amanda at the Open Range Cowboy Church. Not to long ago, Chris accepted a position of Assistant Pastor at Lone Star Cowboy Church and we've been missing them. Was great to fellowship and hear more about their new journey. I've always believed that to love people is to know them. Funny, how we realized that we all lived in the same area in North Texas for a good many years.


"We must cherish one another, watch over one another, comfort one another,
and gain instruction that we may all sit down in heaven together."
~Lucy Mack Smith

The beauty of books ... the written word:


My mother read to my brother and I every day for years. She would read a chapter a day out of a book and we would beg for "just one more chapter." She belonged to a book club and received a new book every month. Watching her read, made me want to read. If truth be known, I learned to read (about 3 yrs of age) so I could read the comics in the newspaper ~ Dick Tracy and Lil Abner were favorites.


I found my way to the local library soon after I started school. It was such an adventure to sit amongst all the books and select my treasures for the week. Summertime meant that I could head down to the lake to my favorite reading spot. My mother would drop me off at 12:30pm and pick me up at 4:30pm. Thanks Mom! I still remember that Summer after my senior year in high school and treasure that time of meeting a young professor who taught at the University of Minnesota. He was surprised at how I was able to hold my own in deep conversations. I think he saw more in me than I ever imagined at that time gifting me with a book he'd written as well as Anne Morrow Lindbergh's, GIFT FROM THE SEA. I still read that book at least once a year.




Books were considered a treasure in my family and to receive one was truly a gift. When I met Michael, I had an extensive library of my own which had to be pared down when we moved to North Central Texas. It was like sawing off one of my arms.


Have you seen the movie, The Book Thief? The book begins in 1938 when a young orphan, Liesel, arrives at the home of her new foster parents. When Hans, a kindly house painter, learns that Liesel cannot read, he teaches her the wonders of the written language. Liesel grows to love books, rescuing one from a Nazi bonfire and the story unfolds from there... I totally "got it" ~ what a privilege it is to open one's eyes to the world through talented writers.


"Don't join the book burners. Don't think you're going to conceal
faults by concealing evidence that they ever existed.
Don't be afraid to go in your library and read every book..."
~Dwight D. Eisenhower

Sadly, the Bible wasn't read at home and, often times, was covered with dust; however, I read bits and pieces throughout my years of Sunday School and Confirmation. In fact, I still have the Bible I took to Sunday School ~ it has lamb stickers in the back for each Sunday I attended. My growing up years were spent in the Lutheran Church. The pastor quoted from scripture but, to be honest, I was too busy passing notes to my friends as to what we were going to do that afternoon rather than listening. I didn't have that same passion to read the Bible as I did other books.

Maybe I am not the only one who attended church from the time I was born without really reading the Bible. Actually, I think that it more the norm than not. I attended Bible studies and did my lessons but there still wasn't that passion to inspire me to really dig in.  I carried my Bible knowledge in my head but not in my heart. God was more about the law than grace.


In the Summer of 1996, I was invited to attend a new church in Plano, Texas. I went and, all of a sudden there was this explosion within me. I couldn't get in enough ~ I had this insatiable desire to know more and more about Jesus and how He could use me to His glory. One night, when I was in deep prayer, I heard a small voice inside of me saying: "Meet with Pastor George, be baptized, and you will find your answers in John 21." I did meet with Pastor George and was baptized in the pool in my backyard.  Oh my goodness, there was this revelation of what my ministry was going to be. God had been preparing me my whole life ... grooming me ... loving me. From that day forward, The Lord God has been lighting my path and taking me on a journey that fills my heart.


"In all my perplexities and distresses,
the Bible has never failed to give me light and strength.
~Robert E. Lee

I couldn't get enough of. The word became alive and I walked with my head held high. Something happened in my heart ~ I could begin to let go of the ugliness hidden in the corners of my mind and forgiveness became easier and easier. I finally had strength to overcome my demons and rise above. Sounds like my life was smooth sailing after my baptism doesn't it? Actually, it was probably then that Satan REALLY attacked and there were times I was tempted to trash my faith and cry, "Uncle." It was then that I would read about Job as well as other famous and not so famous characters in the Bible. Life wasn't a piece of cake for them BUT they did have faith, determination, and an inner knowing of, "It's gonna be okay."

After my surgery last March, I've had a hard time reading and retaining information. It's been so frustrating because my love of books and the words they contain has been my life line. I read anyway...I take notes at church on Sunday and reread them during the week. I write my blog and each year publish my postings. It's good to write things down...


Father God, thank you for sending your only Son to die on a cross that I, and others like me, could have eternal life. Thank you for inspiring the Word that we might know what was, what is, and what is to come. Thank you for inspiring writers to educate and inspire. Let us not take for granted the Bible or change it to meet our own moral values. I am grateful to have had pastors who have  their flocks by teaching from your book. I lift up those who know you and are suffering from illnesses, financial stressors, hardened hearts, family upheavals, and closed minds. Open our hearts dear Jesus so that we can serve You with all that we have. I ask that you bless your chosen this day and always. Amen, YES, it is so!!

Miss Dottie

PS
"There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them."
 ~Joseph Brodsky


I was thinking about the history books and other landmarks that represent our story of life in America since it began. To erase something just because it represents a time we would like to forget, can be like burning books or changing history to suit our current views. WE MUST REMEMBER truth as it was for it's in knowing truth that our hearts change and we are unified one with another. ~Says Miss Dottie this Monday morning!

Friday, August 7, 2015

If you're wondering...

Friday
August 7, 2015

Dear Readers,

"Your word is a lamp for my feet, 
a light on my path."
~Psalm 119:105

These boots are made for walking and I am on a new journey.

I was purging emails today and came across this one and though it was worth a re-read. It had been sent to me a LONG time ago. Because I love history and have done some tracing of my ancestors who came to America in 1640, I had some information as to why settlers (especially from Great Britain) came to America in the first place. My mother would tell you that as a child the statement that came out of my mouth most often was, "Why was that, Mom?" I've always had an insatiable interest in way things are the way they are. 

If you are searching for light and truth, you will enjoy this post... If not, just stop reading and go about your business.

Dear God,  Thank you for those who share pieces of history with us. What we think is truth may not be truth at all. Open our minds and our hearts joining together to make America the best place to live ... period! I pray that we would all remain teachable, listening to You as You bless the man or woman who honors You above all. All things are possible as we rest in knowing You are the source of our strength (Philippians 4:13). I love you, Lord!! Amen and amen.

Miss Dottie

PS "Your eye is the lamp of your body. When your eye is healthy, your whole body is full of light, but when it is bad, your body is full of darkness." ~Luke 11:34 ESV

The Myth of
the Separation of Church and State by Tim Greenwood


Anytime religion is mentioned within the confines of government today people cry, "Separation of Church and State". Many people think this statement appears in the first amendment of the U.S. Constitution and therefore must be strictly enforced. However, the words: "separation", "church", and "state" do not even appear in the first amendment. The first amendment reads...

"Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof..." 

The statement about a wall of separation between church and state was made in a letter on January 1, 1802, by Thomas Jefferson to a church (the Danbury Baptist Association of Connecticut). The congregation heard a widespread rumor that the Congregationalists, another denomination, were to become the national religion. This was very alarming to people who knew about religious persecution in England by the state established church. Jefferson made it clear in his letter to the Danbury Congregation that the separation was to be that government would not establish a national religion or dictate to men how to worship God. Jefferson's letter from which the phrase "separation of church and state" was written to affirm first amendment rights. Jefferson wrote:

I contemplate with solemn reverence that act of the whole American people which declared that their legislature should "make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof," thus building a wall of separation between Church and State. (1)

The reason Jefferson choose the expression "separation of church and state" was because he was addressing a Baptist congregation; a denomination of which he was not a member. Jefferson wanted to remove all fears that the state would make dictates to the church. He was establishing common ground with the Baptists by borrowing the words of Roger Williams, one of the Baptist's own prominent preachers. Williams had said:

When they have opened a gap in the hedge or wall of separation between the garden of the Church and the wilderness of the world, God hath ever broke down the wall itself, removed the candlestick, and made his garden a wilderness, as at this day. And that therefore if He will eer please to restore His garden and paradise again, it must of necessity be walled in peculiarly unto Himself from the world...(2)

The "wall" was understood as one-directional; its purpose was to protect the church from the state. The world was not to corrupt the church, yet the church was free to teach the people Biblical values.

I know all about the separation of church and state. For seven years one of my relatives, Rev. John Greenwood, the half brother of my great (x15) grandfather, was confined in prison and finally on the sixth of April, 1593, was taken from jail in England and hanged for his belief and teaching of - the separation of church and state. 

That little band of Pilgrims that landed at Plymouth, Mass., in 1620, were his followers -- they had worshipped at the church he founded -- that band of Puritans that landed in America and founded Boston were believers in the doctrine that John Greenwood was the first to publish and teach - the separation of church and state.

The Pilgrims at Plymouth brought to America the teachings of John Greenwood -- including the separation of church and state -- and if America owes its greatness, its progress, and its achievements to one principle in government more than another it is that in America every American can kneel at the altar of his own faith, and worship God according to the dictates of his own conscience. The state in America is separated from the church. American government tolerates no single form of religious
worship but shelters and protects alike all. John Greenwood taught that there could be but one head of the church and that head was not a King or Queen but Jesus Christ, and that there could be no law for the government of the church other than what the Scriptures contained.

Both the phrase and concept of the separation of church and state used by Thomas Jefferson and Roger Williams came directly from the teachings of Rev. John Greenwood.

The American people knew what would happen if the State established the Church like in England. Even though it was not recent history to them, they knew that England went so far as forbidding worship in private homes and sponsoring all church activities and keeping people under strict dictates. They were forced to go to the state established church and do things that were contrary to their conscience. No other churches were allowed, and mandatory attendance of the established church was compelled under the Conventicle Act of 1665. Failure to comply would result in imprisonment and torture
The people did not want freedom FROM religion, but freedom OF religion.

The only real reason to separate the church from the state would be to instill a new morality and establish a new system of beliefs. Our founding fathers were God-fearing men who understood that for a country to stand it must have a solid foundation; the Bible was the source of this foundation. They believed that God's ways were much higher than Man's ways and held firmly that the Bible was the absolute standard of truth and used the Bible as a source to form our government.

There is no such thing as a pluralistic society. There will always be one dominant view, otherwise it will be in transition from one belief system to another. Therefore, to say Biblical principles should not be allowed in government and school is to either be ignorant of the historic intent of the founding fathers, or blatantly bigoted against Christianity.

Each form of government has a guiding principle: monarchy in which the guiding principle is honor; aristocracy in which the guiding principle is moderation; republican democracy in which the guiding principle is virtue; despotism in which the guiding principle is fear. Without people of the United States upholding good moral conduct, society soon degenerates into a corrupt system where people misuse the authority of government to obtain what they want at the expense of others. The U.S. Constitution is the form of our government, but the power is in the virtue of the people. The virtue desired of the people is shown in the Bible. This is why Biblical morality was taught in public schools until the early 1960's. Government officials were required to declare their belief in God even to be allowed to hold a public office until a case in the U.S. Supreme Court called Torcaso v. Watkins (Oct. 1960). God was seen as the author of natural law and morality. If one did not believe in God one could not operate from a proper moral base. And by not having a foundation from which to work, one would destroy the community. The two primary places where morality is taught are the family and the church. The church was allowed to influence the government in righteousness an d justice so that virtue would be upheld. Not allowing the church to influence the state is detrimental to the country and destroys our foundation of righteousness and justice. It is absolutely necessary for the church to influence the state in virtue because without virtue our government will crumble -- the representatives will look after their own good instead of the country's.

Government was never meant to be our master as in a ruthless monarchy or dictatorship. Instead, it was to be our servant. The founding fathers believed that the people have full power to govern themselves and that people chose to give up some of their rights for the general good and the protection of rights. Each person should be self-governed and this is why virtue is so important. Government was meant to serve the people by protecting their liberty and rights, not serve by an enormous amount of social programs. The authors of the Constitution wanted the government to have as little power as possible so that if authority was misused it would not cause as much damage. Yet they wanted government to have enough authority to protect the rights of the people. The worldview at the time of the founding of our government was a view held by the Bible: that Man's heart is corrupt and if the opportunity to advance oneself at the expense of another arose, more often than not, we would choose to do so. They firmly believed this and that's why an enormous effort to set up checks and balances took place. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. They wanted to make certain that no man could take away rights given by God. They also did not set up the government as a true democracy, because they believed, as mentioned earlier, Man tends towards wickedness. Just because the majority wants something does not mean that it should be granted, because the majority could easily err. Government was not to be run by whatever the majority wanted but instead by principle, specifically the principles of the Bible.

Our U.S. Constitution was founded on Biblical principles and it was the intention of the authors for this to be a Christian nation. The Constitution had 55 people work upon it, of which 52 were evangelical Christians.(3) We can go back in history and look at what the founding fathers wrote to know where they were getting their ideas. This is exactly what two professors did. Donald Lutz and Charles Hyneman reviewed an estimated 15,000 items with explicit political content printed between 1760 and 1805 and from these items they identified 3,154 references to other sources. The source they most often quoted was the Bible, accounting for 34% of all citations. Sixty percent of all quotes came from men who used the Bible to form their conclusions. That means that 94% of all quotes by the founding fathers were based on the Bible. The founding fathers took ideas from the Bible and incorporated them into our government.

If it was their intention to separate the state and church they would never have taken principles from the Bible and put them into our government. An example of an idea taken from the Bible and then incorporated into our government is found in Isaiah 33:22 which says, "For the Lord is our judge, the Lord is our lawgiver, the Lord is our king..." The founding fathers took this scripture and made three major branches in our government: judicial, legislative, and executive. As mentioned earlier, the founding fathers strongly believed that Man was by nature corrupt and therefore it was necessary to separate the powers of the government. For instance, the President has the power to execute laws but not make them, and Congress has the power to make laws but not to judge the people. The simple principle of checks and balances came from the Bible to protect people from tyranny. The President of the United States is free to influence Congress, although he can not exercise authority over it because they are separated. Since this is true, why should the church not be allowed to influence the state?

People have read too much into the phrase "separation of church and state", which is to be a separation of civil authority from ecclesiastical authority, not moral values. Congress has passed laws that it is illegal to murder and steal, which is the legislation of morality. These standards of morality are found in the Bible. Should we remove them from law because the church should be separated from the state?

Our founding fathers who formed the government also formed the educational system of the day. John Witherspoon did not attend the Constitutional Convention although he was President of New Jersey College in 1768 (known as Princeton since 1896) and a signer of the Declaration of Independence. His influence on the Constitution was far ranging in that he taught nine of fifty-five original delegates. He fought firmly for religious freedom and said...

"God grant that in America true religion and civil liberty may be inseparable and that unjust attempts to destroy the one may in the issue tend to the support and establishment of both."(4)

In October 1961 the Supreme Court of the United States removed prayer from schools in a case called Engel v. Vitale. The case said that because the U.S. Constitution prohibits any law respecting an establishment of religion officials of public schools may not compose public prayer even if the prayer is denominationally neutral, and that pupils may choose to remain silent or be excused while the prayer is being recited.

For 185 years prayer was allowed in public and the Constitutional Convention itself was opened with prayer. If the founding fathers didn't want prayer in government why did they pray publicly in official meetings? It is sometimes said that it is permissible to pray in school as long as it is silent. Although, "In Omaha, Nebraska, 10-year old James Gierke was prohibited from reading his Bible silently during free time... the boy was forbidden by his teacher to open his Bible at school and was told doing so was against the law."(4) The U.S. Supreme Court with no precedent in any court history said prayer will be removed from school. Yet the Supreme Court in January, 1844 in a case named Vidal v. Girard's Executors, a school was to be built in which no ecclesiastic, missionary, or minister of any sect whatsoever was to be allowed to even step on the property of the school. They argued over whether a layman could teach or not, but they agreed that, "...there is an obligation to teach what the Bible alone can teach, viz. a pure system of morality." This has been the precedent throughout 185 years. Although this case is from 1844, it illustrates the point. The prayer in question was not even lengthy or denominationally geared. It was this: "Almighty God, we acknowledge our dependence upon Thee, and we beg Thy blessings upon us, our parents, our teachers and our Country."

What price have we paid by removing this simple acknowledgment of God's protecting hand in our lives? Birth rates for unwed girls from 15-19; sexually transmitted diseases among 10-14 year olds; pre-marital sex increased; violent crime; adolescent homicide have all gone up considerably from 1961 to the 1990's -- even after taking into account population growth. The Bible, before 1961, was used extensively in curriculum. After the Bible was removed, scholastic aptitude test scores dropped considerably.

Satan is not a creator. He cannot create anything. All he can do is take that which God has created and 'twist' it upside-down and call it something else. God created good - Satan twisted it into evil. God created love - Satan twisted it into hate. God created faith - Satan twisted it into fear. Do you see how he works?

Satan also twists the good things that man has created as well. To the point - our founding fathers, many of which were ministers, created the constitution and it's amendments including the First Amendment which provides for legal protection of the Church from the State (i.e. government) - Satan has now twisted that in the minds of the people to "protect" the State and all governmental entities, property, programs, etc... from the Church - banning the very freedoms that the First Amendment guarantees!  Now the IRS is already beginning to tell Pastors what they can and cannot preach and teach in their own churches - threatening to revoke their 501(c)(3) tax exempt status!

There is no such thing as a pluralistic society; there will always be one dominant view. Someone's morality is going to be taught -- but whose? Secular Humanism is a religion that teaches that through Man's ability we will reach universal peace and unity and make heaven on earth. They promote a way of life that systematically excludes God and all religion in the traditional sense. That Man is the highest point to which nature has evolved, and he can rely on only himself and that the universe was not created, but instead is self-existing. They believe that Man has the potential to be good in and of himself. All of this of course is in direct conflict with not only the teachings of the Bible but even the lessons of history.

In June 1961 in a case called Torcaso v. Watkins, the U.S. Supreme Court stated, "Among religions in this country which do not teach what would generally be considered a belief in the existence of God are Buddhism, Taoism, Ethical Culture, Secular Humanism and others." The Supreme Court declared Secular Humanism to be a religion. The American Humanist Association certifies counselors who enjoy the same legal status as ordained ministers. Since the Supreme Court has said that Secular Humanism is a religion, why is it being allowed to be taught in schools? The removal of public prayer of those who wish to participate is, in effect, establishing the religion of Humanism over Christianity.

This my friends is exactly what our founding fathers tried to stop from happening with the first amendment.

Today in the United States, 90% of the population believes in God!  80% of those believe in the Judeo-Christian Ethic (i.e. believe in Jesus).  But Hollywood and the media has convinced most Christians that they are - the vast minority!  When in fact Christians are the "Silent Majority!"  Adolph Hitler once said that if a well crafted lie is told often enough and long enough it will become as good as the the truth!  For example, "the Religious Right" is a totally fictitious entity.  There SHOULD be one, but there is no such thing!  Christians just haven't seemed to be able get together long enough to realize the strength they would have if they united politically.  Now the "Religious Right" is just a straw-man to hide a REAL and very active movement - "the Atheist Left!"

"Separation of Church and State" is just a myth.  But it's a myth that if allowed to continue will continue to daily chip away our religious freedoms.  We just cannot keep quiet about it any longer.  Christians must be taught on this subject now - before it becomes illegal to do even that!  All evil needs to flourish is for good men - to do (and say) nothing!

1. Thomas Jefferson, Jefferson Writings, Merrill D. Peterson, ed. (NY: Literary Classics of the United States, Inc., 1984), p. 510, January 1, 1802.
2. John Eidsmoe, Christianity and the Constitution (MI: Baker Book House, 1987), p. 243.
3. M.E. Bradford, A Worthy Company: Brief Lives of the Framers of the United States Constitution (Marlborough, N.H.: Plymouth Rock Foundation, 1982), p. 4-5.
4. John Witherspoon, "Sermon on the Dominion of Providence over the Passions of Men" May 17, 1776; quoted and Cited by Collins, President Witherspoon, I:197-98.

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

The end of a journey ~ Days 6 & 7

July 27, 2015
Monday


I got up early to say good-bye to Minnesota and head back to Texas. Was sort of bitter sweet.

I drove past the Indian Burial Mound that is close to my brother's farm. I left Graycie and walked to the top of the mound. What a perfect scenic spot of burial for those Indians who were really the first settlers of Pope County. I also drove down by the lake and photographed the city dock and Princess Minnewaska.

The fog was heavy over the lake and the sleepy little city quiet after the weekend's festivities. I felt like I was leaving a part of me on the shore of the lake I love so deeply. I will miss my family, friends, and homeland.















My friend, Priscilla, gave me an alternate route to take through Minneapolis and I was proud of myself for not getting lost and finding my way to I35 that would take me all the way to my home.


I grabbed my camera just before the rains
started. I wondered if I was going to be
driving into a tornado. The weather forecaster
on the radio was telling everyone to take cover.
Well, where in the world was I supposed to go??!!
I ran into some really nasty rainstorms all the way through Iowa. The wind and rain was pounding so hard I had a difficult time seeing the road and the cars beside and in front of me. Had some "white knuckle" moments and drove with my flashers on for miles and miles.

Once I got into Missouri the clouds and rain dissipated and I had smooth sailing to the motel. I certainly was ready to stop even though it meant that I would have a longer drive on Tuesday. My legs and feet started swelling on Sunday and were really aching. I took the cushions off the chairs and piled them on the bed so I could keep my lower legs and feet above my heart.

I was asleep before I knew it... Tomorrow would bring me home.

July 28, 2015
Tuesday


The Acorn Inn has been my stopping point for my trips to Minnesota and back to Texas for many years. Although the motel is getting old, it is clean, the beds comfy, and affords me a wonderful night's rest. Those cushions on the blue chairs came in handy for lifting my legs and feet!

The motel served a wonderful breakfast with plenty of fruit for the taking. I picked up a banana and a couple apples for my snacks for the day and off Graycie and I went ... southward.

I must say the second leg of my trip home was pretty uneventful. The sun was out and Graycie was keeping me cool ... I was alternating the Open Range Band's CD with classical country music (I had saved the stations on my trip to Minnesota so I could be sure to tune in to the same stations).


When I crossed the Oklahoma line into Texas, I cheered. The guy driving the truck next to Graycie looked at me like I was crazy. Oh well... My legs and feet were really starting to talk to me by the time I got to Dallas. I just kept praying that I would make it all the way home. Ever get charley horses and leg pain/swelling from sitting too long and driving? Yikes those last miles were torture!

What joy I felt when I saw the sigh that said Hillsboro 13 miles. I had faith that I could do this AND I did it. I made it to Minnesota and back without getting lost, frustrated, or accosted! My mind was absolute a melted bit of mush by the time I turned in the driveway but by that time I didn't care.

Michael and the Sensational Six met me at the door. Zoe was doing her "turn around dance," Kennedy was crying at the top of his lungs, Toby was running circles around me, the little Poms Harmony & Ruffy were barking and wagging their tails, and little Finn was busy following the lead of all his brothers and sisters. What a beautiful sight. Michael had done a good job of taking care  of the house, gardens, and dogren. He'd hired our lawn gardener to put mulch around the heart garden in the front of the house and trim the hedges. The home front was pretty inviting to a weary traveler!!


Father God, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for directing my steps to Minnesota and back to Texas. I am so grateful that my trip to my homeland was so fruitful ~ especially for the opportunity to visit with friends and family. I am fortunate to have deep friendships there as well as here in Texas. I pray that my light would shine wherever I go and that others would see You in me. So many commented on my "good hugs" ~ I smiled thinking of the hugs at the Open Range Church. Have had some mighty good teachers! My life is good and serenity fills my soul. I had plenty of time to pray those 36+ hours I spent in Graycie. It was nice to be able to talk out loud and mentally placing my hand on each person I prayed for. Now, it's time to rest my swollen legs that resemble sausages ~ The heat in Minnesota was awful on Sunday and the heat in Texas is blistering hot. The good news is that September is just around the corner and I will be appreciating the  mums that are starting to grow and bud in my gardens. Jesus, I pray for your provision and protection for other travelers on vacation. Let us all gather together in worship, sharing tales of travels and the people we've met to season our journeys of life. Amen, it is so!

Miss Dottie

PS  


"Its funny how, in this journey of life, even though we may begin at different times and places,
our paths cross with others so that we may share our love, compassion
observations, and hope. This is a design of God that I appreciate and cherish." 
~Steve Maraboli

Thank you Readers for allowing me to share my journey with you. If I can extend a piece of advice, it would be: Go for "it" whatever that "it" is for you. There are times when we must travel alone to get to where we want to go. Never allow fear to hold you back. Your only regret would be that you never tried so matter how badly you wanted to fulfill your dreams. If I can do it, YOU can do it!!


Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Trip Diary ~ Day 5

July 26, 2015
Sunday

"There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends.
I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature."
~Jane Austen



Lakeside
It's a beautiful day in Glenwood, MN ... the sun is out, there is a slight breeze. It's going to be a scorcher though ~ wish I had one of those fans that mist out water!

Elaine, Lynda, and I enjoyed another wonderful breakfast before Lynda headed out to spend some time with her family who were camping close to the lake. Gosh, I didn't realize how much I've missed her friendship. We vowed to keep in better touch...

Lynda's family camped
at Barsness Park by the lake

The local churches band together during the summer to have church in the City Park. Elaine and I grabbed our lawn chairs and enjoyed the peaceful, beautiful service. The singing group sang, In the Blood, and I wanted to pep them up a bit. It's one of my favorite songs that the Open Range Band sings and they get my toes tapping and my blood flowing!! I was wishing that I was rich enough to send the Open Range Band there to entertain and share their Cowboy Gospel Music!! Wouldn't that be something?!




Waterama has been going on for 60 years. My home was so close to downtown and many of my relatives from my mother's side of the family gathered at our home. My father's side of the family congregated at my Grandmother Maggie's home. It was a really big deal when I was a kid.

The 120 unit parade started at 1:30pm. We went downtown early to set up our lawn chairs and leave Elaine's car close by. Talk about fun! There were so many units that were beautiful, drum corps that could really perform, and those Shriner's driving little cars were fun to watch. A couple of the Viking cheerleaders made their appearance ... omg, they were absolutely gorgeous. By the end of the parade, Susan, Priscilla, Elaine, and I were dripping in sweat... We were thankful we'd had a place in the sun to watch the going's on.













Since this was my last day in Glenwood, I packed Graycie and headed out to my brother and sis in law's farm. It was so good to see them and take a tour around the farm. Wow! Nancy's garden is wonderful. Thanks for the wonderful peppers, Nancy, and for the survival bucket!



I had been in contact with my cousin, Gordy Hall, and we decided to meet at my other cousin Rollin's assisted living apartment in Starbuck. I hadn't seen Rollin, Gordy, and Carol for many, many years so it was extra special to catch up. Gordy and Carol spend their winters in South Texas. Hopefully, they can stop by on their way down.

As I tumbled into bed in the farmhouse, I thought about my trip and how full I felt connecting with my roots, friends, and family. I wish I'd had more time to connect with other cousins and friends but maybe next time...



Lord God, thank you for the past few days. What a gift to be able to share life with those I love and care about. I am tired but a good tired. I am thinking about my trip home and what time to leave in the morning. Priscilla gave me a different route to take through Minneapolis which I will give a go to avoid the traffic on 494 to 35. I am thinking about my family, dogren, and friends back in Texas. It will be good to see everyone again. I am so fortunate to have friends and family to "go see" and friends to go back to. I am praying for those on my prayer list and those on FB who have requested prayers. I am especially lifting up Ronda and Susan as they wait on test results. Dr Jesus I ask that you go before them and guide them every step of the way. For others suffering with family issues, loss of jobs, illnesses, cancer, depression, and loneliness, I ask Holy Spirit that you fill their hearts with hope and direction. My eyes are closing and morning will come before I know it... Amen, it is so!!

Miss Dottie

PS

"You can go through life and make new friends every year
~ every month practically ~ but there was never any
substitute for those friendships of childhood that survive
into adult years. Those are the ones in which we are
bound to one another with hoops of steel."
~Alexander McCall Smith

Ah yes ... it's been a wonderful trip. Time to head home to Texas...