October 30, 2008 – The Welcome Home

Whatsoever Things…

I must say… the political things are not the most important things to think on — though they are the things filling the space these days. I considered a friend’s comment (regarding something completely unrelated) the other night — something she had shared with a friend of hers some time ago when the friend’s thoughts were occupied by unrighteous things. She said, you are giving way too much mind space to that thing. I considered this this morning as I realized I was allowing political mess to occupy too much space in my mind.

In the end, all that will matter is what we’ve done with the LORD. He will not ask who we voted for, or what we thought of the state of the state or the state of the economy or whatever. The question will be what it was for His disciples — whom do *you* say that I am?

Remember I told you about butchering the chickens?

Well, butchering chickens is sort of like most other jobs you don’t want to do but do them anyway — both obligation and necessity reign over preference and desire. Butchering chickens is instructive — both to butchers and to consumers. The butchers see the incredible handiwork of the LORD, the “fruit” of much labour and the conquest satisfies that deep-seated hunter-gatherer disposition and is great consolation to the provider of the family. The consumers? Well, they just consume. But they do dishes, too. So, butchering and consuming is a win-win situation.

We have yet to eat one of our “meat birds.” But each time I go out to the freezer to retrieve some item, I see them all neatly cleaned up — filling one of the freezer shelves and some deep sense of satisfaction washes over me. Satisfaction that there is: a.) meat in the freezer; b.) evidence of a successful family endeavor; c.) proof that if we can do it, anyone can do it! and d.) a sweet reminder of warm summer days when the sun was shining, the birds were clucking and the water was flowing. Well… maybe when Wes got the last water bill he didn’t really feel the love of all that water running (and running) like I felt it at the time.

Speaking of freezers and water… it’s been nearly two years since the 2006 Snohomish River flood. Two years since Timothy and I went to the hardware store in town to buy paint for the stairwall and hallway. Yes… the day before the flood we were painting — and they thought we were crazy at the hardware store when we told them our plan for the day! Yes, we told them we had rolled up the carpets, put everything we could on blocks and tables and then decided to paint. Little did we know that day that the very next day we’d barbecue steaks (that’s where the freezer part of today’s blog entry comes in).

You see, we had just filled the freezer with beef and I decided if the River was that high and there was potential of losing the whole freezer and. all. that. meat. then we’d better have a barbecue… and so… we did. I do a lot of crazy stuff when I’m nervous… I laugh… I work hard… I become very resourceful.

We could hear the rushing River… we listened to news reports… watched the water… packed more stuff in the van. And lit the barbecue grill. O, and I made potatoes, too. I’m pretty sure, if memory serves me right (and even if it doesn’t) that those were the best steaks we’ve ever had.

I remember going upstairs to Wes’s office and on the way I looked out Timothy’s bedroom window and in the bright moonlight I saw the beautiful reflection of the moon on the water — wait. What? the moon is being reflected down — in — the– field — outside — the — window ? – ? – ? Uh-oh… *time to go!* And we did. We all grabbed our jackets & bags (and some grabbed what remained of their dinner) and we hopped in the van and left. When we got to the strangely deserted intersection, the policeman waved us on after first asking us where we came from (sort of incredulously, like: are you the only people who *didn’t* get the memo that the flood was coming?!?) and if anyone else was left in our home. Uh, I nervously said, I don’t think so… or something silly like that.

So… getting back to the chickens… if there’s a flood next month and the whole scene plays over again, I think they’ll probably be like those steaks — the best ever, except, for once, we’ll rightly say: Mmm, mmm… tastes just like chicken!

what if it’s true?

I keep wondering how all this stuff is going to pan… Earlier today I heard a woman say that it would be a total miracle if JMcCain was elected President… and I replied that it would be a *miracle* if BarackObama were to be elected. O… no, no, no… not bcz of any polls or anything like that but bcz he’s a man who’s largely come out of nowhere and has nothing clearly defined as far as policy or plausible solutions to the dilemma of the catastrophic financial and social problems facing this county (and around the world) and yet he *owns* the mainstream media outright — owns the opinion polls and doesn’t have to come clean on his records or public or private liaisons.

I’ve been writing, deleting, rewriting and thinking on this post for days — maybe weeks. Each day as another story is posted (and ignored by the mainstream media — which I now call Obamedia) I say to myself… what if it’s true? I mean, how will all this play out in the end. And, THE end is clearly coming into view.

I marvel that media turns a blind eye to all-things-Obama and seems to ignore questions or doubts — in fact, it’s eerily strange that practically ALL media — news, journalists, movie stars — actors and actresses — entertainers all seem to be in the boat with Obama — thus, giving the appearance that *everybody* is for him — everybody! Thus, the Obamedia. A man nobody really knows – saying things no one can really define — is being hailed as a king.

A couple of the following links and dots were gathered days ago, but this morning, David Kupelian has a succinctly written article that puts everything out on the table and chronicles the Obama record — beginning with addressing Obama as the Manchurian Candidate. As I think on that I wonder… what’s in all of this for Obama? What’s in all of this for whoever’s behind his candidacy or ~~probable~~ potential Presidency? Tempature’s rising… the tide is swelling and yet, more is being uncovered — and then completely discredited by Obamedia and judicial power.

I read articles and listen to or watch coverage of different past events, alliances, etc., etc., concerning Barack Obama (dot) and I have to just wonder if — well, two things: one, what if it’s true? and why doesn’t this play out in the mainstream? Again, what if it’s true?? What if it’s true, for example, that Ayers is really the author of Dreams From My Father? Or what if it’s true that Barack Obama’s grandmother was in the delivery room — in K-e-n-y-a (dot) — when Barack Obama was born? What if it’s true? So does that mean the quick trip to visit Grandma in Hawaii last week was a little bit of damage control — I mean, it’s interesting, isn’t it? I mean, what if she dies — this week — after that article surfaced — last week — ? Will it become an Ashely Todd sort of deal made up for what? publicity? But what if it’s not made up and what if it’s true?

My husband — listening to my meanderings said this stuff all sounds like the Vince Foster days – the Ron Brown day of the Clinton admin. Yes, I thought so, too. Then, like a lunatic, I started wondering… hmmmmm whatever did happen there, anyway… do you think the Clinton’s…? Nah…… too risky… but what if… And then I think back on all the shady alliances – deaths, firings, missing files, propaganda… and consider that it was all hushed and swept under the carpet. Will this be the case with Obama and his ‘shady’ alliances? Or — maybe more harrowing, will all these things come to light AFTER he’s elected President?

So, how about that Socialist Party membership? or this one? And what if BObama is not really a US Citizen and that being the case, how’s it going to play out in half of mainstream America -what is half of that half going to do — I mean, I’ve just gotta believe that some of those did take Civics and have at least a small understanding of the huge implications of that foreign birth and this campaign –and if it’s true — I mean: what if it’s true — then this is fraudulent campaign. I mean, I’m just sayin’ – that’s all.

My husband was reminding me (again!) of the great blessing of THESE days… and I see more and more why he says this. He gets up from the breakfast table after Bible study and most mornings he says, these are exciting days to be alive!! Usually those words are accompanied by some hand gesture of accomplishment or victory!

We’re one day closer!! And I don’t mean one day closer to election day — but to That Day.

What a Day that will be…