A Foolish Partridge in the Wrong Country

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The foolish partridge sits on eggs in a nest which does not belong to her – she labours to bring forth fruit that is not her own and so she is a fool.

Yesterday, I listened to Donald Trump on NPR tell the Scots how to manage their energy. He also threatened that if they pursue the clean energy source, they will “go bankrupt.”

Mr. Trump has decided to use his nearly unlimited resources to sue indefinitely the Scottish government to keep wind technology from going up near his new golf course. If he prevails, Mr. Trump will singlehandedly manage to upset an entire country’s pursuit of cleaner energy. Additionally he will tie up taxpayer monies for years while Scots attempt to push this foolish partridge out of its nest.

The heart is perverse above all things, and unsearchable, who can know it?

10 I am the Lord who search the heart and prove the reins: who give to every one according to his way, and according to the fruit of his devices.

11 As the partridge hath hatched eggs which she did not lay: so is he that hath gathered riches, and not by right: in the midst of his days he shall leave them, and in his latter end he shall be a fool. ( Jeremias 17: 9-11, DRA )

No Matter How Small ( by Carley Evans )

U.S. Supreme Court Building, Washington, D.C. ...

U.S. Supreme Court Building, Washington, D.C. (Photo credit: The Library of Congress)

Today I clapped my hand over my mouth and tears welled in my eyes as I heard the gay men’s choir burst into song. The song sung by the men was our national anthem, “The Star-Spangled Banner.” I was in my car, driving home from work, listening to NPR as I usually do. Some reporter was defending the positive nature of the coverage of the historical moment when “a group of people came together to grasp” its rights under the Constitution of the United States. No matter how you view marriage, that people who live in the United States are constitutionally protected is undeniable. (This is why babies should not be aborted, by the way. They each have a constitutional right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Those rights outweigh any parent’s right to privacy!)

Every citizen of the United States of America has a right to pursue happiness. If you don’t believe this is the truth within our system of government, then you may be more comfortable in a different country.

I heard someone say that the Supreme Court was “out of control.” I wondered, “And whose control is that?” God is always in control, so that argument fails right there.

That the Supreme Court is not controlled by religious zealots ought to make us thankful. If only Christians controlled members of the Supreme Court, then the constitution would be at risk. So many Americans do not subscribe to the Christian lifestyle or to its core belief – that Jesus Christ came to earth from heaven to die on a Cross in order to save the world. If the Supreme Court was controlled only by the Christian Right – the conservative membership – then many people would be denied their right to pursue happiness.

Why is it that Christians ( not all of us, mind you ) want to throw stones at particular groups of people? Why the enormous focus on homosexuals?

I ask this because I find it hypocritical that Christians accept divorce and marriage to another person as part of the fabric of our lives rather than viewing the remarriage as adultery ( in many cases, at any rate. ) Before you protest that I am judging; I’m not. I’m only saying what Jesus said, “Let him who is without sin throw the first stone.” I don’t know about you, but I find I always wind up opening my hand and allowing that stone to fall to the ground.

And so, today, I cried when I heard our national anthem sung by men ( this was a men’s choir, by the way ) who have finally gained a measure of equality in this – our great – nation. A citizen is a citizen, no matter how small. Thanks to Dr. Seuss.

Our Schizophrenic Abortion Mentality

I listened with some interest this morning to NPR and later CNN as radio and television newscasters commented on the conviction of an abortion provider for poor and downtrodden pregnant women and girls in somewhere, America. His name is of no importance to me, frankly.

What is important to me is the schizophrenic nature of America’s view of abortion and murder. Somehow we are appalled when a spinal cord is snipped to kill a child the mother of that child came to the abortion clinic to rid herself of. Somehow it’s okay to chemically burn an unborn baby alive as long as the child is out of sight inside the mother’s womb. But let that same unborn baby emerge from the womb and the snipping of the spinal cord with a pair of scissors is suddenly horrendous and murderous.

This makes no sense to me. How is it murder now if it is not murder a few moments before? And how is the mother (or father) of that child not then the murderer?

We are truly schizophrenic. We work to save unborn babies in hospitals while we strive to kill them in abortion clinics.

Like I said, this is far from common sense. Common sense says that a baby – whether wanted and protected or unwanted and unprotected – is still a baby, and as such, has civil rights as promised, but yet to be secured, by the Constitution of the United States.

Pure Joy ( by Carley Evans )

In my Life Application New International Version black leather Bible are many stickers such as the one above. Some are little stars; others are from the Hello Kitty collection of Sanrio characters. A few allow for a short comment, again as in the Badz-Maru angel you see here. My NIV Bible is full of colorful highlights and scribbles in the margins. Someone picking it up might believe I read this book; they’d be correct.

James speaks in his letter about considering trials of all kinds as “pure joy.”

Today, on NPR, I heard the story of a teenager in Tibet whose burnt body lay in the street while his family and friends cried aloud in the agony of the loss of a young loved one. This young man to protest — what? China’s ongoing oppression of his country — doused himself with fuel and set himself on fire. I wonder if he considered his suffering as “pure joy?” — if his family and friends considered their suffering as “pure joy?”

You protest, do you not? This young man and his loved ones, you say, are not Christian. Their suffering is different than ours — i.e. than those of us who call ourselves “born-again” believers in Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior. This young man, on the other hand, followed the teachings of the Dalai Lama as do his family and friends most likely.

Paul writes to the church in Corinth of his many trials. And he also says,

“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows.” (2 Corinthians 1:3-5, NIV)

After hearing of this teenager’s horrific death by his own hand in an effort to change a political system oppressing his people, I wished — prayed — that the comfort of the Lord Jesus might rain down on his loved ones whether or not they believe as I do.

Fairy Dust? ( by Carley Evans )

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Fairy dust? I would not recommend you look up the meaning of this phrase on Urban Dictionary, an online resource for slang. Slang meanings often have no relation to the original intent of the speaker. 

For example, I doubt the Republican gentleman who commented last evening that President Obama’s State of the Union address was nothing more than fairy dust meant for anyone to go beyond the denotative meaning to the less conventional and overtly nasty connotative meanings available at large.

Nevertheless, before using such a phrase to describe our president’s speech before the nation, an intelligent person might explore all the meanings attached to that phrase — especially since “fairy dust” is not a common description of State of the Union addresses.

Now, I realize the temptation to look up fairy dust in the Urban Dictionary is strong. Resist — the phrase as slang poisons the mind and depresses the heart.

Tears ( by Carley Evans )

I drive through one of the most violent, dangerous cities in America every morning in my little Scion XA 5 speed automobile. All 4 doors are locked. I’m not particularly afraid. After all, I stop at a local Hess gas station every morning of the work week to purchase a cup of Dunkin Donuts coffee — I always use a so called single use paper cup to get a refill and so a small discount on the price. Additionally, I reduce my impact on the environment. (Yes, I could use a plastic cup but I would never wash it and the gunk growing in its bottom might eventually kill me!)

Occasionally, a person will approach me for gas money. And yes, I always give the person something, usually not very much I am sad to say. I call for generosity but find I am not an exceptionally generous person.

As for generosity: a few years ago, in a local paper, I discovered that the firemen in my town make less than 24,000 dollars a year. I was shocked. To me, a fireman is the epitome of the public servant, putting his life on the line for property and for the lives of others. How many people, do you suppose, give money to their local firehouse, either at Christmas or some other time of the year? How many churches, do you suppose, support their local firehouse? or police department? or hospital? or public schools?

I guess what I am getting at — taxes are a necessity. No fireman should make 24,000 dollars a year! for lack of tax revenue.

Democracy at Work ( by Carley Evans )

I watched a video yesterday regarding the Occupy Wall Street movement, a video calling for condemnation of the Democratic House and Senate members for supporting it. Of course, President Obama was singled out as well. Seems the Communist and Socialist parties are lending their support to the Occupy Wall Street movement as well; so that makes the whole undertaking suspect, even traitorous. [Not to mention, some of the people living outside in sleeping bags — they voted to purchase — are dirty! And, dancing! And occasionally using foul language — like no Christian ever does!]

When I read the description of the early Church as offered by the well educated physician Luke in the Acts of the Apostles, I am always a little uncomfortable. After all, sounds a lot closer to communism than to capitalism to me.

In case you’ve forgotten:

“They devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and to the fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. Everyone was filled with awe, and many wonders and miraculous signs were done by the apostles. All the believers were together and had everything in common. Selling their possessions and goods, they gave to anyone as he had need. Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people.” (Acts 2:42-47, NIV)

I’m not going to say I know exactly what is going on in the Occupy Wall Street movement in New York City particularly, but I will say most — it’s never all — of the people involved are genuine American patriots who want what is fair and good for all — not just for some. Perhaps in some of their minds, capitalism does appear evil and self-centered and America does seem to have ‘sold-out.’

But, not allowed bull-horns, the people have elected a leader and whenever anyone speaks, everyone repeats that person so that everyone is able to hear and judge for him or herself the value of what is said. Then, everyone votes to make a collective decision. I think that’s what our forefathers called ‘democracy.’