Ask yourself, “Does this man know Christ?” If you answered, “Yes.” You probably don’t either. Yes, God is one, but He is a trinity. No, the one true God is not the same god worshipped by other monotheistic religions. If you believe that, you don’t know Jesus. Amen, is not a gendered term, so offering an alternate in the form of awomen is purely idiotic pandering, and offensive to all Christians. אָמֵן ’âmên; in Hebrew means, verily, truly, amen, so be it, and here is the Greek usage of the Hebrew word, ἀμήν amēn; of Hebrew origin (h543); properly, firm, i.e. (figuratively) trustworthy; adverbially, surely (often as interjection, so be it): — amen, verily. AV (152) – verily 101, amen 51;firm metaph. faithful verily, amen the beginning of a discourse – surely, truly, of a truth at the end – so it is, so be it, may it be fulfilled. It was a custom, which passed over from the synagogues to the Christian assemblies, that when he who had read or discoursed, had offered up solemn prayer to God, the others responded Amen, and thus made the substance of what was uttered their own. – The word “amen” is a most remarkable word. It was transliterated directly from the Hebrew into the Greek of the New Testament, then into Latin and into English and many other languages, so that it is practically a universal word. It has been called the best known word in human speech. The word is directly related — in fact, almost identical — to the Hebrew word for “believe” (amam), or faithful. Thus, it came to mean “sure” or “truly”, an expression of absolute trust and confidence. — HMM This is from Olive Tree Enhanced Strong’s Dictionary and Biblestudy app. Do you all see how wrong Demoncratic representative Emanuel Cleaver is?
Imagine if you will, that you received a letter in the mail. It was from an anonymous sender with no return address. This is what was written in the letter,
“Mr. Carnal Christian, we have your mother, and father. We have agents all over the world, and surveillance running 24/7. The next time you sin by lusting after that co-worker, or by looking at pornography, or by hating the jerk who voted for the other candidate, we are going to beat your mother, and father like dogs. We will stop when they aren’t recognizable as humans.”
Now since you have recently heard from Mom, and Dad, you assume this is some kind of sick joke. The disturbing message bounces around in your head for the next few days. You see Ms. Jezebel at work, and the way she looks, and flirts with you, makes you feel excited, and you know your wife will never find out. It isn’t like you are actually doing anything with her. After all, it is just flirting. You remember the letter for a moment, and say to yourself, “What a sick joke.”
The next day, your wife and kids go to town to shop, while you are like King David, staying home from the battle, ignoring your duties as King. Everyone is gone, but double-u, double-u, double-u, dot, Bathsheba dot, com is waiting for you on her rooftop. No one will know. Your browser has a built in feature to scrub this kind of… indiscretion from it’s history. What about that letter though? What kind of twisted mind comes up with something like that? As you look, you feel the guilt, but the hungry flesh won’t let you go.
“I can’t believe Mr. Pinko would vote for that traitor. Man, it is guys like that who are ruining this country. I hate them all so much! They should all be put in camps, or killed!” Your post on social media gets tons of likes, and you feel like you did something to help from your superior position.
You receive another letter in the mail, much like the first one, it is anonymous with no return address. The missive communicates, “Apparently, you didn’t believe us, but your mother, and father have been beaten like we promised.” This is preposterous! There is no way this is true.
The next scenario is much the same, but instead of a letter, you receive a voice message with the same information. The same things happen, and after you failed to believe the warning, you receive a recording with the sounds of people who are being beaten. It sounds like your parents, but you are incredulous. You won’t believe that someone would do this to your parents because of your… little mistakes.
This following scenario is just like the first two, but instead of being a letter, or a solely an audio recording, it is a video ,and recording. The video is of two people who look exactly like your mom, and dad. In the video they say their names, and beg you not to engage in those wretched sins, but you think to yourself, “This can’t be real. It must be one of those deep fakes. Yes, that must be what it is, and you engage in all of your previous weaknesses, after all, you can’t help yourself. You’re an addict. It is a disease, right?” Afterwards, you are sent the recording of those two people being reduced to bloody pulps, lying on the ground in their own gore, sobbing in misery. “This can’t be real. It is some disgusting trick to get me to act a different way. My parents are fine. I love them so much. I would never put them through this.” Your thoughts are those of disbelief.
In this last scenario, a buxom Ms. Jezebel is in the room with you. She is willing. A smartphone with an internet connection is there too. All you have to do is punch in the address, and you can see, and hear all of the perversion your little heart desires. You can also spew your hate for all people who aren’t like you out into the pseudo-world of social media. This time however is very different. The people who sent you the letters, audio messages, and the videos are there with you. They have your mom, and dad. This is real. You still don’t believe that someone could do this, but it is real. You are talking with your mom, and dad. Their captors are warning you, and watching you. Just for a moment it seems like your captors aren’t paying attention, and Ms. Jezebel is really turning up the heat on you. You start to flirt back, but as soon as you started thinking about it, the captors began scourging your parents. Their screams of pain shook you free from your sinful lusts. You turned just in time to see them being whipped for your sin. Now, since you do love them, you stopped what you were doing, and ran to their captors begging them to have mercy. With that, they stopped, but warned you not to engage in your sins again, or they would suffer.
How real is the suffering of Jesus to you? Is it as real as what is written on paper, but not real enough to fight against your sinful temptations?
Is it as real as a podcast from one of your favorite theologians warning against a luke-warm faith?
Is it as real as an internet video sermon on our love for ourselves, and our loved ones, outshining our love for Christ?
It is one thing to think of Christ suffering in our place, the punishment for our sins. It is another to actually realize it. Is the suffering of Jesus Christ, your beloved Savior real to you? Do the thoughts of His scourging, crucifixion, and having the wrath of God poured out on Him, on the cross cause you to tremble in remorse, and sorrow? It is easy to say we are Christians. I’m as guilty as any of you. Our love for Christ grows distant, and cold. As this happens, the reality of what He did on the cross loses the hard corners of reality that breaks into our slumbering consciences. Our love for our own flesh outweighs our love for Christ. We feed our sins without considering our God who saves. Jesus said in His word, ““If anyone comes to me and does not hate his own father and mother and wife and children and brothers and sisters, yes, and even his own life, he cannot be my disciple.” Does that sound like a faith that has room for your pet sins? Does that sound like a life that can be lived in comfort, with not a single shot fired from your ship against the fleet of the devil? Does that sound like a call to peace with the world’s forces? No! It is a call to arms! It is a battle cry! I’m tired as well brothers, and sisters, but we can’t give up the fight. When you, or I fall to sin, we must immediately, while still on our knees repent! Don’t wait until your guilt is dulled by the passing of time! Don’t wait, hoping God’s memory of the sin will fade! Confess, right there on your knees, in the dirt. Confess to Him what He already knows, and beg His mercy grounded on what He did on the cross. We don’t deserve it, but He offers it. That is what grace is. It is unmerited favor. God will forgive you, if you call on the name of Jesus. His is faithful, and just to do so.
The next time you are fighting sin, think of your beloved Savior, Jesus, next to you, in the room. If you love Him, would you have Him tortured for your carnal indulgence in treason against the King of all? I hope this thought, held high in our minds, will keep us from sin. I hope we can employ this vivid imagery of what is real, and true to stop us before we commit such evil. Lord have mercy on us we ask in the name of Jesus. We confess that we have sinned against you, and justly deserve your wrath, but Christ has stood in our stead. Please sanctify us, and grow us in holiness. Use us for Your glory, amen.
18Now the birth of Jesus Christ was as follows: when His mother Mary had been betrothed to Joseph, before they came together she was found to be with child by the Holy Spirit. 19And Joseph her husband, being a righteous man and not wanting to disgrace her, planned to send her away secretly. 20But when he had considered this, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream, saying, “Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary as your wife; for the Child who has been conceived in her is of the Holy Spirit. 21“She will bear a Son; and you shall call His name Jesus, for He will save His people from their sins.” 22Now all this took place to fulfill what was spoken by the Lord through the prophet: 23“BEHOLD, THE VIRGIN SHALL BE WITH CHILD AND SHALL BEAR A SON, AND THEY SHALL CALL HIS NAME IMMANUEL,” which translated means, “GOD WITH US.” 24And Joseph awoke from his sleep and did as the angel of the Lord commanded him, and took Mary as his wife, 25but kept her a virgin until she gave birth to a Son; and he called His name Jesus.
the Birth of Jesus Christ Foretold
26Now in the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent from God to a city in Galilee called Nazareth, 27to a virgin engaged to a man whose name was Joseph, of the descendants of David; and the virgin’s name was Mary. 28And coming in, he said to her, “Greetings, favored one! The Lord is with you.” 29But she was very perplexed at this statement, and kept pondering what kind of salutation this was. 30The angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary; for you have found favor with God. 31“And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall name Him Jesus. 32“He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High; and the Lord God will give Him the throne of His father David; 33and He will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and His kingdom will have no end.” 34Mary said to the angel, “How can this be, since I am a virgin?” 35The angel answered and said to her, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you; and for that reason the holy Child shall be called the Son of God. 36“And behold, even your relative Elizabeth has also conceived a son in her old age; and she who was called barren is now in her sixth month. 37“For nothing will be impossible with God.” 38And Mary said, “Behold, the bondslave of the Lord; may it be done to me according to your word.” And the angel departed from her.
Luke 2:1-20 The Birth of Jesus the Christ
Jesus’ Birth in Bethlehem
1Now in those days a decree went out from Caesar Augustus, that a census be taken of all the inhabited earth. 2This was the first census taken while Quirinius was governor of Syria. 3And everyone was on his way to register for the census, each to his own city. 4Joseph also went up from Galilee, from the city of Nazareth, to Judea, to the city of David which is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and family of David, 5in order to register along with Mary, who was engaged to him, and was with child. 6While they were there, the days were completed for her to give birth. 7And she gave birth to her firstborn son; and she wrapped Him in cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.
8In the same region there were some shepherds staying out in the fields and keeping watch over their flock by night. 9And an angel of the Lord suddenly stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them; and they were terribly frightened. 10But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of great joy which will be for all the people; 11for today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. 12“This will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” 13And suddenly there appeared with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying,
14“Glory to God in the highest,
And on earth peace among men with whom He is pleased.”
15When the angels had gone away from them into heaven, the shepherds began saying to one another, “Let us go straight to Bethlehem then, and see this thing that has happened which the Lord has made known to us.” 16So they came in a hurry and found their way to Mary and Joseph, and the baby as He lay in the manger. 17When they had seen this, they made known the statement which had been told them about this Child. 18And all who heard it wondered at the things which were told them by the shepherds. 19But Mary treasured all these things, pondering them in her heart. 20The shepherds went back, glorifying and praising God for all that they had heard and seen, just as had been told them.
1Now after Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea in the days of Herod the king, magi from the east arrived in Jerusalem, saying, 2“Where is He who has been born King of the Jews? For we saw His star in the east and have come to worship Him.” 3When Herod the king heard this, he was troubled, and all Jerusalem with him. 4Gathering together all the chief priests and scribes of the people, he inquired of them where the Messiah was to be born. 5They said to him, “In Bethlehem of Judea; for this is what has been written by the prophet:
6‘AND YOU, BETHLEHEM, LAND OF JUDAH,
ARE BY NO MEANS LEAST AMONG THE LEADERS OF JUDAH;
FOR OUT OF YOU SHALL COME FORTH A RULER
WHO WILL SHEPHERD MY PEOPLE ISRAEL.’”
7Then Herod secretly called the magi and determined from them the exact time the star appeared. 8And he sent them to Bethlehem and said, “Go and search carefully for the Child; and when you have found Him, report to me, so that I too may come and worship Him.” 9After hearing the king, they went their way; and the star, which they had seen in the east, went on before them until it came and stood over the place where the Child was. 10When they saw the star, they rejoiced exceedingly with great joy. 11After coming into the house they saw the Child with Mary His mother; and they fell to the ground and worshiped Him. Then, opening their treasures, they presented to Him gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh. 12And having been warned by God in a dream not to return to Herod, the magi left for their own country by another way.
The Deity of Jesus Christ
1In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 2He was in the beginning with God. 3All things came into being through Him, and apart from Him nothing came into being that has come into being. 4In Him was life, and the life was the Light of men. 5The Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it.
The Witness John
6There came a man sent from God, whose name was John. 7He came as a witness, to testify about the Light, so that all might believe through him. 8He was not the Light, but he came to testify about the Light. 9There was the true Light which, coming into the world, enlightens every man. 10He was in the world, and the world was made through Him, and the world did not know Him. 11He came to His own, and those who were His own did not receive Him. 12But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, even to those who believe in His name, 13who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God.
The Word Made Flesh
14And the Word became flesh, and dwelt among us, and we saw His glory, glory as of the only begotten from the Father, full of grace and truth. 15John testified about Him and cried out, saying, “This was He of whom I said, ‘He who comes after me has a higher rank than I, for He existed before me.’” 16For of His fullness we have all received, and grace upon grace. 17For the Law was given through Moses; grace and truth were realized through Jesus Christ. 18No one has seen God at any time; the only begotten God who is in the bosom of the Father, He has explained Him.
My friend, and coworker, Kurtis Kissel of the, “WritersShoppe” on etsy refurbishes, and sells vintage fountain pens in his spare time. We were talking, and the subject of fountain pens came up. I didn’t know that he restored vintage pens, and I hadn’t used one. I was bemoaning the fact that there are no more truly American pen companies making pens in America. He offered to give me a refurbished pen in exchange for a review of his work, and the quality of the pens. I’m not going to turn away a free pen. Sheesh! Who does that?
When Kurt came to visit, he brought me two pens made in America during the 1950’s. One was a maroon colored, hooded nib, vacumatic, Parker pen. The other was a grey colored, Esterbrook, lever filled pen.
The deal was, I review the two pens, and keep the one I liked the most as payment. After using the two pens, I offered to pay him for the other one. I liked both pens. I don’t have beautiful handwriting, but I’ve included a couple of pictures of some writing so you can see how wet/dry the pens write, and how broad/fine the nibs are. The Parker seems to write a bit more wet, and the nib has some flex to it. It has a bit more give to it as you write. The line width can vary with pressure.
The Esterbrook was a finer nib, that is significantly more rigid. They were both pretty light weight, and small compared to some modern pens. It was only a bit scratchy on certain papers. On my Apica notebook it was smooth. I enjoyed the aesthetics of the Esterbrook the most.
Both pens were cleaned, and repaired so that they functioned properly. They reminded me of the era in history when they were made, and most likely used. I thought about the soldiers who came home from WWII using the pen to sign a mortgage, write letters, sign checks for bills, and otherwise communicate in a pre-internet world. Back then a person wouldn’t call long distance unless it was necessary. It cost extra to call long distance. There were no smart phones, no text messaging, no social media. You had to put pen to paper, and use the mail.
Most pens from this era are all scratched us, and dented, or missing the cap, or clip. These pens are complete. The Esterbrook’s hardware shows its age, but is fully functioning, and does add to the history of the pen.
You can see some additional pictures here. If you’d like to shop for your own piece of history go visit my friend’s shop the, “WritersShoppe” “The art of personal expression” If you have never used a fountain pen, and are wondering what all the interest is about lately, ask your question in the comments section. There is something about putting down your own notes, experimenting with expression through handwriting, or connecting with history, that enriches the human experience. I encourage you, if you have the means, to give it a try. There are also many different colors, and types of ink to try.
Here is a copy of an e-mail I sent to some coworkers, and friends who are Christian. Maybe it will help you.
As many of you already know, the death rate is far lower than originally projected. Many of us know someone, or know of someone who has died of the virus. Several of us have had the virus. I want to give you a little ray of sunshine. If you look at the numbers as of today, 10,513,068 people in America have tested positive since they started keeping track almost a year ago. This is not the number of active cases, even though that is how it seems to be presented by the media. The total number of deaths in America has been listed as 242,527. We know that this number has been inflated, and is actually lower. How much lower, I do not know. To give the doom, and gloom squad the benefit of the doubt, we’ll use that number. The next number we will look at is the number of Americans who have recovered from the virus. As we know, this number is dramatically under-reported by the media. In reality, you either recover, or die within a month. So it is obvious they have not kept pace with all the recoveries. For some reason they don’t track, or report accurately on the number of recovered cases. Perhaps it would seem to lead to a different narrative than the one we are being presented?
In my house, when I had the virus, I was the only one tested. After I came down with it, I promptly infected everyone else. My wife, 32 year old son, and 20 year old daughter all caught it. Since they weren’t tested, their numbers didn’t get recorded, or added to the total number of confirmed cases. The clinic would not test them. They told them to stay home and quarantine. I understand that this is pretty typical. Also, around 50% of the people are asymptomatic. If you take these factors into consideration, the real number of people who had the virus is more likely 3 times the official amount, and the government knows it. That would be approximately 31,539,204 people who have had the virus. If we divide the number of people who have died, by the number of people who have had the virus, we get .76% mortality rate. In other words, 99.24% of all people, in all age groups, with all kinds of diseases, and pre-existing conditions survive the virus. Tell me again why we are going through all of this? Why are we shutting down jobs, and families? Why are we wearing useless masks? Don’t get me started on masks. Have you seen what kind of gear they wear in labs that work on viruses?
Don’t let your emotions, and fear take over. Trust God. Even during the bubonic plague when mortality rates were around 50% Christians still went into sick homes, and ministered to dying people. This virus is not the same, but Christians should have the same message. God is sovereign. He is in control. Even this is in His will. We all are guilty sinners, and deserve suffering, death, and hell. If He has determined to bring me home by catching a virus, so be it. It doesn’t change the fact that people need to hear the gospel. They need to be warned, they are sinners, just like you and I. We will stand before God on judgment day. We will have no excuse for our sins. We must repent, and trust the justifying work of Jesus, His life, death, and resurrection. Be found in Christ on the day of your judgment, and live with Him in glory. Don’t fear the virus, fear God, and live!
“The way to Heaven is ascending; we must be content to travel uphill, though it be hard and tiresome, and contrary to the natural bias of our flesh.” ― Jonathan Edwards
People who say, “I’m a Christian, and pro-choice.” are neither. First, if you condone, or give hearty approval to murdering a human in the womb, you are not pro-choice. You have killed that young person without knowing their will, and have acted unjustly, and unilaterally. You have cruelly, and inhumanly tortured them to death, without a trial. This is not how Christians behave. Second, to say the Bible is ambiguous about the murder of children is pure ignorance, dishonesty, or both. Some satanists who claim to be Christian would say that the Bible says life begins when you take your first breath. This is a terrible misunderstanding of the plain reading of the text, or it is a purposeful perversion of the text to justify their murderous intent. They use for example the instance, “Then the LORD God formed man of dust from the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living being.” 8 Genesis 2:7-8
Here is the problem with equating that to a child in the womb, Adam was formed from the clay, directly, and supernaturally by God Himself. Adam was the first man, and the progenitor of all successive men. All successive men would come through the means that God ordained, natural conception, and birth. Children in the womb, become a living being at the moment of conception. God breaths into them their soul, who they are as a unique individual. This is, “the breath of life.” The life that God gives is the causal factor. The active condition of living is the effect, just as breathing is not the cause of life, it is the effect of life. If God removes from His creatures the breath of life, they will die, but it is God who made them, and breathed into them, the breath of life, which is not simply air, and respiration, but rather the unique individual being who they are at that moment, and who they will grow to be over their entire life. Psalms, Ezekiel, Isaiah, Jeremiah, Exodus, Job, and so on. I’d give you some specific verses to look up, but you would just go to find a flaw, or somehow refute what I am writing without reading the Word of God in context to see the intent of our Creator. This way, hopefully you will read the Word of God, and see the context while you are seeking to defend your hideous position. This is how I came to Christ by the way. I sought to disprove Him to a Christian by using the Bible against itself. It did not work.
If you read the entire Bible, it is abundantly obvious, and clear, that life begins at conception. In Exodus 21 If a pregnant woman is struck, and the child dies, the man is guilty of murdering a person, not simply killing, as the death sentence was listed as the punishment. Jeremiah reveals God’s designs, and plans for him, before he was conceived. John the baptist leapt for joy in his mother’s womb when he heard the greeting of Mary who was pregnant with Jesus. A clump of tissue does not leap for joy.
I hope that you are merely ignorant, and once educated, you will repent of your pro-choice position. If you truly are Christian, you must. Otherwise, it is most likely that you will prove to be a false convert, and suffer an eternity in hell, having the wrath of God poured out on you forever. I do not want that for anyone. Unlike the children who have no choice due to their lack of power as infants, you have a choice, right this very moment. Repent, and trust Jesus’ work on the cross to justify you to God, or reject the notion that abortion is a horrible sin, remain in your sins, for lack of repentance, and die in them. You might think that you are a Christian, but as long as you are for the slaughtering of innocent human life, for the sake of sexual liberty, perversion, promiscuity, and convenience, it is doubtful that you have truly repented of your sins.
Here’s my prediction for the election. Trump will win by a landslide. Over the days following the election, miracle magic ballots will come in for Biden. This will make him look like the winner. Then he will become President. Most of us on the right who have been saying it will be civil war, will grumble and complain, but we won’t do anything except protest peacefully. We’ll spend the next 4 years hoping for a new President after the next election.
During that time, there will be some small pockets of fighting, but even though they will have our moral support, they will not have logistical support. This will be unlike antifa, and blm who have had supplies, food, bail money, medical care, transportation, and politicians protecting them. We will be shot in the streets by federal agents, arrested and imprisoned for long sentences, while watching our rights systematically get taken away.
When the election happens, after 4 years, we will get a weak r.i.n.o. as a candidate, so that it looks good when he looses. Before that in the first term, Biden will be deemed unfit, and Harris will be the President. This is my prediction, because I have been alive, and paying attention for a long time. I hope it doesn’t come true, but it is time to think about what we are going to do.
How can we get our local Governors to call up the militia? How can we get our State to declare Trump President after his win, and to not fall for the cheat? How can we then, mobilize a militia to go to the leftist States and remove their treasonous politicians from office, and replace them with honest ones? How can we provide support convoys, guard the roadways, run patrols to protect the checkpoints? Make sure our supply chains don’t break down? Catch insurgents? Weed out communists in our education systems, political systems, law enforcement, entertainment? If we aren’t prepared to shut down the entire country, and do the ugly work that needs to be done, we will be doomed to my prediction.
Are you willing to be shot for being in an organized militia that is actively fighting against the military, and federal agents? We won’t get the kid glove treatment that antifa, and blm are getting. We will get met with an iron fist, and all the cruelty the enemy has to command. Red dawn is happening, but it isn’t a foreign force. It is a domestic threat to the Constitution, and American liberty. It will be our own sons, and daughters wanting us dead.
As I looked in the mirror, I saw myself, and my father looking back at me. We had a short conversation.
I said, “I’m getting old dad.” In a tired voice.
In a somber tone he told me, “I know son. Soon you’ll die too.”
“I don’t want to die dad.”
He said, “It isn’t being dead that hurts, it is the dying.”
Our eyes became teared as we remembered his death.
“I watched you dying. I miss you. I’m so tired. I don’t have anything left to give.” My voice trailed off.
“Be strong son. You still have people who count on you.”
“I was not ready for you to leave.”
“You were, and you know it. My body was worn out long before I died. I held on as long as I could.”
“I know dad. You were always so strong. I hope I can do what is required of me, and make you proud.”
“I’ve always been proud of you. You’ll do what is needed.”
“I see the same decay in my vitality that I watched you succumb to.”
“Death comes for us all son. Don’t be afraid. Look straight ahead. Look into it. Don’t swerve to the left or the right, but walk on through it. We are here waiting.”
This is my Dad, Bob Sr.
As a Christian, we are to love our neighbors, and the world loves to remind us that we are murdering grandma if we don’t wear a mask. They love to blast us on social media with comments like, “You’re not loving your neighbor! You’re a murderer! You are killing your grandma!” Let’s look at this a bit more closely. What is the actual mortality rate? Here is a chart from Johns Hopkins;
According to Johns Hopkins in the United States per 100,000 people 49.8 people die. So if you divide 49.8 by 100,000 you get a .0498% mortality rate. If you subtract that from 100% you get 99.95% That is the percentage of people who are surviving the virus. Now that we’ve established a factual rate, and seen that it is not as dire as the media has portrayed it, let’s deal with the accusation of not loving our neighbors.
How is it loving to the 99.95% of my neighbors to lock them up at home, shut down their businesses, (some never to reopen) keep children from being in school, stop people from visiting loved ones in hospitals, cancel Church services, cancel graduations, and funerals, but leave casinos, pot stores, liquor stores, big box stores, online stores, golf courses, et cetera open? Not to mention, allowing riots in the streets disguised by the media as, “peaceful protests.” This is madness.
It is not loving at all! That is my answer. It is not loving my neighbor to harm the majority in this way. It is not loving to the minority to draw a circle around the less than one percent, and tell them, “We’re doing this for you!” Masks aren’t even effective. They are like a pacifier for a baby. It feels good, and takes your mind off the fact that you are still hungry, but at some point the truth of hunger will invade, and the pacifier will not be enough. I hope the truth is now invading, and we will come to our senses. We are harming our neighbors with these liberty crushing, draconian measures.
If we love our neighbors, we can keep the vulnerable, and sick, quarantined, while we allow the rest of our neighbors to carry on. I’ve witnessed it personally at work. Half the people who have the virus don’t suffer any symptoms. The majority of the other half have mostly mild, to moderate symptoms. I was one of the smaller minority who suffered more severe symptoms. The even smaller minority, which we’ve already stated is .0498% will die.
Remember, God is sovereign over everything, even our deaths. Since we are all sinners, we will all die. There is a 100% mortality rate among sinners, and 100% of us, are sinners. Do the math. It is simple. We can die in Christ, or outside of Christ. God is true good. Since He decides when you’ll die, and of what, it is good that it happens as He has determined. To doubt that, is to put yourself on God’s throne. That is neither wise, nor righteous. God is God, not you. Repent of your sins, trust solely in the work of Christ to justify you, and live for your Lord’s glory. Don’t cower in fear of your death. That is not living. It is not liberty in Christ either.
Grandma wouldn’t want you to hurt everyone for her, if she is a Christian. Grandma, and Grandpa (I speak from experience as a Grandpa) would not want to miss out on you, and your life, because they might die. We’ve lived a life, and know what it is to sacrifice for our children, and we are o.k. with that. As always, glorify God, love your neighbor, but please be thoughtful, reasonable, wise, and gentle.
I started feeling hot the evening of July 11th. I went to bed, and felt better the next day, just a bit tired. The same thing happened on the 12th. On the 13th I worked all day, and an hour before the end of my shift, I came down with a full on fever, and a cough. The next morning when I woke up, I was sick. I went to the local clinic, and got a test done. I called in to work. The next day, the clinic called. They told me I tested positive. I didn’t need the test to tell me that. I was getting really sick.
My fever was lingering around 100 degrees, and did not let up until around the 22nd. Then the fever was just in the mornings, and evenings. The cough persisted. I also developed digestive difficulties. I had pain in my stomach, and didn’t want to eat. I lost my senses of smell, and taste completely. I was breathing, but not getting any oxygen out of it. My toes, and fingers were turning blue by 21st. I had to go to the emergency room. They gave me an I.V. with some anti-inflammatory medication. They did a chest x-ray, and tested my blood. My blood sugar was way out of control. I’m a type 2 diabetic. They were going to admit me, but I perked up enough after the I.V. and medication. Tylenol was extremely helpful the next couple of days reducing the pain in my lungs. I didn’t have congestion in them, but they hurt, and weren’t working right.
The next few nights I continued to sleep in my recliner because I couldn’t breath when I laid flat on my back. I use a bi-pap machine because of severe sleep apnea. I drank copious amounts of water throughout the sickness, and did breathing exercises my wife, and the nurse recommended. The breathing exercises helped a lot. I had to force myself to eat. I had lost close to 15 pounds in a short time, and was very weak.
Finally by the 28th, my symptoms were gone, except for a morning cough. I was told that the cough would continue for weeks after. I still have a bit of a cough. I am still trying to get my strength back. I tried to do some chores, and got winded pretty quick. I got a doctor’s clearance to go back to work, but they are requiring that I stay home 14 days after the release.
In the dormitory that I work in 98 of the 98 inmates tested positive. They were all required to wear masks. I was also required to wear a mask. The masks did not stop them from passing the virus on to each other. They did not stop infected people from infecting those who didn’t have it, and it didn’t protect them either. I caught it from the inmates while wearing a mask. I’m certain the way people are getting it is by touching contaminated surfaces. I don’t believe masks help.
Half of the inmates in my unit had no symptoms. Some of those inmates were in their 70’s. Out of the other half, most were mildly ill. They told me that they just felt tired for a few days, or had a tickle in their throats. Out of that group, there were about 7 that actually felt really sick. None of them were as bad as I ended up being.
After having the dreaded Chinese virus, I would recommend that we do away with masks, put everyone back to work, open the schools, get rid of social distancing, and go back to normal. The only thing I would do is let the vulnerable people quarantine at home. Shutting everything down is wrong. I hope this helps.