What is the essence of an argument so complex that it takes an afternoon just to build a solid outline of the occurrences, leaving implication and outcome unspoken? Where do you start when explaining hydrogen or familiarizing the acolyte with the essential importance of water in human existence? These are the deep, dark and fauna filled waters into which I must venture in the hope of providing perspective to those who have never nor will ever venture the depths of this floundering tale.

What is science? Google says it is; the intellectual and practical activity encompassing the systematic study of the structure and behavior of the physical and natural world through observation and experiment. So, Google concedes as does Websters that science is the study of the physical and natural world. Therefore science being limited to those parameters is irrelevant in the pursuit of Spirituality of those things which are inherently non physical. With that foundation set let us venture to the origin of this necessary but self directing discussion. I shall let the Hand of God guide my presentation as He is the only part of my conscience that understands the origins and histories about which I am going to refer.

In the Garden. We have a man who is blessed with enormous power and title, being the first human and having the responsibility for naming, tending after and directing the Garden he had been given by the benevolence of His God. We know that Science although it would like to describe God has already admitted its incapacity to venture into that which is extra physical. So, in describing God we will look to the Bible which describes Him as a God who loves, provides and wishes to spend time with his creation. Man knows His place, his duty and that the powerful God he serves has very specific enumerated rules that man is required to respect.

Enter Wife, Woman, partner, Eve. Now Man is no longer alone in his journey through life and has someone to share his joy, story and life with and against. They both for a period of time were certainly content in this system of living, tending and being provided for through the lush surroundings of their Benevolent God. At some point though a deceiver enters the picture a powerful, clever fallen spirit who piques Eve’s curiosity with an alternate explanation of God, a scientific explanation. This description reduces God from Sovereign and Unique status as the one and only God to the position of one who perhaps maintains authority through ruse and in fact may be bested or equaled by those partaking of the fruits of a Tree, in the garden, the one tree from which they have been instructed to never eat.

As Eve ingests this fruit, whether is be hallucinogenic or otherwise that has the power to convey to the imbiber the knowledge of Good and Evil and make one like God, she is deceived into believing the Scientific explanation of God. A created being has used the power of the words of creation to describe that which science as admittedly determined it cannot define. Eve is empowered with her science and the worldly understanding that the “fruit” imparts and cannot wait to inculcate Man. I immediately find myself coaxing Man, Adam as he is named, to not listen to his wife and refrain from disobeying God. But Adam makes a choice, he chooses this world and its science over God’s offer, fully understanding the implication of his action. He Decides.

Once this takes place the Worldly, is born. Satan sees his wishes become truth and though he never creates anything per-say, he has now warped God’s creation to provide a new aspect of humanism that will forever provide the dichotomy of man’s choice in this world, God or Science. The ferocity of God’s response creates something else of which they are yet familiar, Prophecy, as God tells all involved what shall come about as result of their actions. In banishing them from the garden they are prohibited from eating of the tree of everlasting life and being permanently cast into hopelessness that their predicament may not be corrected. God makes a way for His Prophecy to come about. Now Satan and his science have a mission, to continually deceive the world into pursuing science instead of God and to stop God’s prophecy from manifestation. He has been effective in deceiving previously and believes himself amenable and adequate to the task.

Men begin following the science of their own will. Determining that they do not want the everlasting promises of God’s Blessing but instead the creature and very real pleasures that this life brings. Most men living 8-900 years long provides ample time to enjoy the fruits of man’s effort, yet as God sees their wickedness he begins to regret having created man as his thoughts are of violence, sin and evil. Man turns to the fallen and develops great cities through science that God never meant for man to comprehend. The seven sciences are now deemed sacred and the relationship with the fallen in power of science and the Fruit of the Tree they found in the garden become the pursuit of man’s passion.

The fallen in their wickedness want to be worshiped and so begin to place expectations upon man of human sacrifice, sacrifice of human woman for wicked sexual sacrifice and the donation of the lives of the recently born or unborn to promote the favor of these scientific little gods. Man becomes something other than God intended yet He still has a way planned and open ahead. The blood line has been tainted now there is only one remaining family from whom the line of the saviour may flourish. Noah, must be preserved and the rest of humanity destroyed. The flood, Biblical, overwhelming, perfect in refreshing the planet. But the spirit beings the fallen would escape this judgment having the capacity to use their science to move between the dimensions of creation.

The nations begin and it is not long before the fallen return coaxing man into pursuit of science, war, power and promiscuity. For there only remains two ways one of obedience and dependence upon God’s Word and provision the other the promises of this world and the science of man and the fallen. As man went forward we grew increasingly hostel to the things of God. Sacrificing our children, building wonders and looking for signs of great power to which we could pay sacrifice to gain power of our own, but God still had a plan to save mankind. Abraham heard this call and obeyed and out of that obedience the line of the innocent, the dependent upon God would be made manifest and grow until the final battle where God would judge all wickedness including the fallen for all eternity.

The faithful were born and promised through Covenant, Covenant sanctified by God Himself, committing Him to deliver on His promises to the Chosen People the Jews. But man in his rebellious nature again pursued the powers and passions of this world, giving themselves to child sacrifice and scientific ritual seeking daily blessing instead of God’s eternal provision and protection. So God gave them over as He had prophesied through Moses to their unjust pursuit and they suffered from that choice for millennia. Until God stepped into human form absent the original blood sin of Adam and gave His life to steal all power from Death, Sin and Science. For Free Will observance to belief and obedience of God’s Law man was provided the method to remove all sin and find their way back into God’s Grace and the Garden. Man must choose once again the things of God over the offering of science. Man must choose that which science cannot define, the Spiritual over the physical or natural.

And man must proceed with great awareness that this enemy, this scientific enemy that desires the worship of man will continually and perpetually use words and logic to convince man that their science or the euphoria and connection to the ascended powers or channeling with the fallen deliver upon that original promise to elevate one to a status equal of above God. These are the death cults of the fallen, having convinced man that sacrifice of one’s own life, or being disobedient to God will somehow replace that wonderful innocent relationship and faith in the Creator. They promise if we offer our children on the altars of worship that we will have tremendous wealth and power in this life, but they are Dead. For Our God is God of the Living. We do go to be with Him when we leave this plane to remain dead, we go to be Reborn to our Eternal Life. To be alive and thrive in a world beyond the limitations of science and mortal life, sin, illness and poverty. We go to achieve that which the enemy could never truly offer, to see God as He really is as we will be like Him.

May you find Life everlasting in prayerful relationship to Almighty God, In Jesus’ Name.

What weathered days and wind drawn nights stand against the loss of a man’s heart? What light deprived in sooty dark that befriends him in identity forgotten? What promise keeps him sturdy, what righteousness makes him crave that which is good? What is America without freedom? dead

From this wondering in our own misunderstanding never established an identity but that which the world assigned, we were babes. Then He Spoke and awoke within the whisper of a Father remembered before our time began. That Loving Voice of Creation shaping us for purpose and design

I aroused them from slumber and we watched as they ransacked our world from our hidden perch. Our Church, our school our fields and Work all reduced to ash while our silent tears flowed through the mask of fear we obediently dawned. Pride, what pride we had withered and blew away

What Am I that I may lay claim to creating? This body, heart and designated passage are none of my making. How then may I lay claim to the mastery and lordship of my own determination? I do so only because the Father of life bequeathed each of us the choice to become or withdraw.

What of the many who do not see the worth and praise found with freedom, Liberty and love? Do we force them into the light, re educate them to the practical, enlighten them to reasons pause? They would push us over hasty furrow with relief at our passing. Isn’t that Our Puzzle?

Will we the designated Shepherd the stewards of marsh, field and mountain defend her from pillaging barbarians? Will she be held pure in morning’s light or shall we leave her to their lust and will and demanding appetites? These are the children of darkness who shall kneel to Him

What is that impetus that brings a man to claim, Enough? Is it the torture of another, seeing their freedom’s stripped that kindles the desire that thrash the wicked? Is it Jesus outraged at the wicked and their brazen misuse of God’s good blessing that forced us from our chair?

There must be a Test of my faith to determine its surety. Do I place my hands, my life, my praise my worth in God’s Will and Judgment or do I seek safety at the sake of faith’s passing?

I am safe. So what that I know 400 thousand children disappear for consumption by those with whom I work, those I pay to entertain, those I voted to lead this righteous Nation where our children are the reason for defense. I am safe. Until I must face mirror or the voice of God.

I pray with all my heart that the cruelty that has been done to these children is the catalyst for human demand of Change. No more political banter, no more rhetoric to establish King and Crown. The removal of that behavior from within U.S. Supervising it’s death for all time.

Have I upset your personal plans you carefully designed path to the castle of your Eye’s design? Sorry, A man cannot both live to please other men and serve God if there is slightest conflict. And in this case the world has gone far asunder of God’s Will there is no common ground

I would rather die by God’s Will through a virus that he has allowed to capture my last moments then to be freely muzzled and never know the sweet air he gave me for to breathe. For that LIFE IS FEAR and giving to fate, luck and aligning my self with the world in enmity With God.

I was not made to give up, nor to acquiesce, nor to stand bye as innocence is diminished, lost or destroyed. That is not the stuff of my construction. If you want to lose America, that is your choice, but as for me I will Serve the Lord God and He gave U.S. this freedom to defend

I was made TO LOVE Him with all of my spirit, soul, character and person, beyond the controls of Time’s constraining hand. I was made to Love you people that He created, seeing in each of you, his Likeness. This life is not meant to be wasted but Lived in Abundance til afterlife.

Regret are those things left undone that should have been ventured. How is this life measured but that fulfilled component weighed against that which we never put to plow? This is our pregnant moment where we may miserably fail or beyond odds gather the Prize of Life lived Fully.

The question remains Good People; Is America a thing worth remembering not as a thing of man’s distant past but as the thing that compelled U.S. to give it all on today’s field that we might preserve it? The remember it we shall as the time of our testing and the answer we found.

Have we no courage in reserve? Forced by circumstance to review that which dwells inside our hearts we find ourselves incapable, unprepared and indifferent to the tasks of self preservation and Freedom? These days shall not be my master for we will fight whomever brings challenge

Do you enter a war that you are certain of victory, then you are a tyrant seeking the conquest of lesser men. What do we gain when we are fighting to save our way of life? We gain honor and true understanding of our character as we seek to preserve all that is precious and right.

If you ask shall we simply look away as our honor, our storehouse and history are pillaged that some new Lord shall make his home comfy in the remnants of our fervent past. What will it cost to comply? Well everything. What do I lose if I battle against superior odds? The Chance.

This shall not go well for those who have taken financing from the lofty few to bring about a forced change that is unacceptable to the majority. For money does not fealty purchase but rather the extended musings of actors, servants, the thespian opportunists with hand to mouth.

It is not the wisdom within my own brow that I review the path lain out before us. It is to Almighty God who knows all that I have taken rest and a search for answers beyond my own reckoning. When faced with greater power than thy own. The choices are surrender or God’s Petition.

We have been forced into a corner for too long now with no exit, no safety and and overwhelming force pressuring to use the dagger reserved in our belt upon ourselves as only remaining option. But they have forgotten the ferocity of trapped men, they have forgotten American Will.

Do we truly believe that this Antifa/BLM Rioting and uproar, threatening the peace and normal conduct of our Republic is the intention of those of the least political authority? No these are the machinations and maneuvers of that small percentage of America manipulating the rest.

Dusting off the book cover, sitting back into your chair running your hand through and pulling your hair back to as if to straighten your memory, you look into the eager eyes of your Grandson and prepare to answer one of the greatest questions he’d yet offer. Papa, where were you when the world came down?

For a second you ponder the days and nights of worry and concern, for in the emotional memory pictures pass across your field of vision. Flashes of mystery, fear, revelation and impatience remind you of the days when the world stopped making sense and what order was to be found came from within. The days when those things we had taken for granted caught up to us and we found ourselves fighting for the simplicity of a normal American Life.

The coffee tastes bitter but dark, warm and creamy as your tongue began to digitize the words. You hesitate not for fear of mistake but in the realization of importance, how desperately essential this discussion could become. A deep breath, another sigh and his fidgeting tells you that, to him a lifetime has gone bye waiting upon your response.

You begin with what had been forgotten, for in order to preserve our Freedom we first needed to remember what they were. You see we had lost sight of the price of complicity and acquiescence, giving way to comfort when the maintenance of such crucial things like Liberty, Justice and a way of life demanded struggle. “The words sound right when you say to him, “We forgot who we were”. And from that one small memory the truth emerged to fill his waiting wonder with the truth of how we survived the loss of our True identity.

Truth, is what is lost when all seek their own fulfillment. For someone must lie in order for everyone to get their own way. And in the loss of truth trust and hope diminish for who may count upon the certain when all must be questioned in order to survive? We had become separated from the foundation of God’s established footing. The basis of all understanding that we once found assured, now absent, left us reeling for explanation and wisdom as they fled with a sense that had once been called common that was now in short supply. We had forgotten in seeking God we found the tools of discernment and clarity without which we were now left to our own understanding. Some men had a dark view of this life and in that consuming dark we nearly lost it all.

For a moment you realize it is good to have the danger of loss or for that the matter the fragility of life which somehow makes the fight necessary. When nothing is precious life simply passes bye. Looking into those young eyes once you remember why you battled finding courage to defend those you found dear and the world, the life, the breath you held so dear. In our complacence we had treasured all things but that which was most important the fact that life itself is its own meaning.

You surprise yourself in memory of the aspects of Independence, liberty, freedom and the American Resistance to tyranny. The story flows as you remind yourself of a path worthy of our travels and you see his excitement as you tell him the numerous opportunities where we nearly lost it all. You see it matters and those things that truly matter are the verve of life, the joy hidden among the normal, the fact that vanilla is delightful in its simplicity and chocolate divinely complex.

Now came the difficult part where you had to explain your own struggle with hatred. Hatred of the faults and wrinkles of other men. You painted a picture that sat strongly on your empty stomach reminding you of how you once believed that other men were wrong and you alone right. You once believed men inequal. Not something you were willing to admit easily, especially in explaining now to this young man your recalled the dangers of that self reflection. For in the establishment and rigidity of our difference we found the seed of our own destruction. In our darkened hearts we believed ourselves right and them wrong a position from which no accord his found. How we found our way beyond that day required a return to our beginning. Not the beginning of a nation though in those proceedings we viewed the same truth, a return to our creation at which we realize all were created by the same hands of God.

Your forgave yourself and the ugliness passed from within you taken thankfully by God’s workmanship replaced with a respect for creation in finding relationship with God. The wounds long ago had healed leaving precious scars as battle reminder for most wars are fought on the broad battlefield internally without the shields and swords of war. You became a man prepared for liberty as it has always required that contrition as it demands equal regard for your fellow man’s hope and dreams. Without equality all men perish for preservation of their singular desire. Absent willing, volunteer surrender of self actualization at the expense of our neighbor, liberty remains beyond our grasp. For these are the things of evolution, where man puts aside himself for the sake of fellow man.

The smile upon his face told you that you’d achieved a victory. Understanding showed its light upon his cheeks and for a moment you saw the man to come, contemplating the complexities of his own existence. You saw the questions forming upon his brow and thanked God for the chance to share with him how precious a treasure it has always been to be an American. Taking a sip, you whet your mouth in excitement of conversation to come.