The Journey Begins
This website is a blog of sorts that stores fun and interesting things that I find on the web. Enjoy music, videos and essays of a varying range of topics. This site is also a portal to my many other pursuits. The top links provide access to my journal of college life, photos, political forums, my Town Hall blog, and the political website that I founded, Conservative Mind. Enjoy your visit here and may the Lord bless you.
Indispensable content
When Nature Calls
I'm sorry, this one is too funny.
8/5/07
Revival Hymn
8/2/07
IN YOUR FACE, HILLARY!
7/24/07
Ryan vs. Dorkman
Taco Bell Rap
7/23/07
Tree63: "King"
7/12/07
THAT'S MY KING!
The Bible says my King is a seven-way king....He's the King of the Jews; that's a racial king....He's the King of Israel; that's a national King....He's the King of Righteousness....He's the King of the Ages.....He's the King of Heaven....He's the King of Glory....He's the King of kings, and He's the Lord of lords. That's my King. Well....I wonder, do you know Him?.... David said, "The Heavens declare the glory of God and the firmament shows His handiwork. My King is a sovereign King. No means of measure can define His limitless love. No far seeing telescope can bring into visibility the coastline of His shoreless supply. No barrier can hinder Him from pouring out His blessings. He's enduringly strong....He's entirely sincere....He's eternally steadfast....He's immortally graceful....He's imperially powerful....He's impartially merciful....... Do you know Him?
He's the greatest phenomenon that ever crossed the horizon of this world. He's God's Son....He's a sinner's Saviour....He's the centerpiece of civilization....He stands in the solitude of Himself....He's august....He's unique....He's unparalleled....He's unprecedented....He's the loftiest idea in literature....He's the highest personality in philosophy....He's the supreme problem in higher criticism....He's the fundamental doctrine of true theology....He's the cardinal necessity for spiritual religion....He's the miracle of the age.... He's the superlative of everything good that you choose to call Him....He's the only one qualified to be an all sufficient Saviour...... I wonder if you know Him today?
He supplies strength for the weak....He's available for the tempted and the tried....He sympathizes and He saves....He strengthens and sustains....He guards and He guides....He heals the sick....He cleanses lepers....He forgives sinners....He discharges debtors....He delivers captives....He defends the feeble....He blesses the young....He serves the unfortunate....He regards the aged....He rewards the diligent....and He beautifies the meek....... I wonder if you know Him?
Well, my King....is the King....He's the key to knowledge....He's the wellspring to wisdom....He's the doorway of deliverance....He's the pathway of peace....He's the roadway of righteousness ....He's the highway of holiness....He's the gateway of glory....... Do you know Him?
Well....His office is manifold....His promise is sure....His light is matchless....His goodness is limitless....His mercy is everlasting....His love never changes....His word is enough....His grace is sufficient....His reign is righteous....and His yoke is easy, and his burden is light. I wish I could describe Him to you, but He's indescribable....He's incomprehensible....He's invincible....He's irresistible.
Well, you can't get Him out of your mind....You can't get Him off of your hand....You can't out live Him, and you can't live without Him....The Pharisees couldn't stand Him, but they found out they couldn't stop Him....Pilate couldn't find any fault in Him....The witnesses couldn't get their testimonies to agree....Herod couldn't kill Him....Death couldn't handle Him, and the grave couldn't hold Him. Yea!!!, that's my King, that's my King.
Father..."Thine is the Kingdom....and the Power....and the Glory....Forever"....and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever. How long is that? And ever...and ever...and when you get through with all the forevers, then.... AMEN!....AMEN!
7/9/07
Written
by an American hostage after the 444 days of detainment
by Iran during the 80's.
On the day of the takeover, the Marines were outnumbered
at least 1000 to 1. We held the consulate and the
communications vault for over 12 hours, helping to
destroy equipment and classified material. We were under
STRICT orders not to fire our weapons or pop gas
grenades (too late for that last one..hee, hee, hee).
We were eventually told that we were on or own and to
make a break for it. The monkeys even put one of the
diplomats in front of the comm vault peep eye with a
pistol to their head and threatened to kill them unless
the door was opened. It wasn't and they didn't. Once all
the material was destroyed the doors were opened and
they all got the crap beat out of them.
When we were first taken, the Iranians took us into a
room individually and asked us to sign a statement
denouncing the US policy in Iran, Israel, the Shah, etc.
The Marines signed with names such as Michael Mouse,
Chesty Puller, Dan Daly (google the last two...Marine
Corps legends), Harry Butz, etc.
During the ordeal they would try to tape us for
propaganda purposes. Personally, I would keep looking
down to the ground or hide behind others so that my face
wouldn't show (in fact, after a couple of months of not
seeing me in any of the videos my records I was
classified as MIA). Another Marine and I shared the same
cell and when they came in with cameras we'd strip down.
I heard a rumor that one of the other Marines smeared
ketchup on his face and started howling.
They day before they released us, we were taken to a
room with a camera and Mary the Terrorist who was going
to interview us. We were threatened that if we didn't
say the right things we wouldn't be released. Some
Marines gave only name rank and SSN, others sang (Marine
Corps Hymn or God Bless America), others just said
nothing.
On the day they let us go, I was being herded towards
the airplane by a couple of those monkeys. I pulled my
arm out of their grasp and let them know that "We're
number one"...but used the wrong finger.
For our troubles we were isolated, thumped, went through
two mock executions, starved, threatened, and had to put
up with useful idiots from Amnesty International showing
up just to let the world know how humane we were being
treated.
We resisted at each opportunity, except for Army Sgt Joe
Subic who collaborated from day 1 and was later snubbed
by the rest of us (and was the only one not to receive a
citation). We refused to cooperate, stole keys, plugged
toilets, pissed in their rations, blew circuit breakers,
laughed in their face when they threatened us and cursed
them when they beat us. Steve Kirtley even told one of
them to pull his finger! The monkey did and Steve was
beaten for the inevitable result.
We did this because we were first and foremost, MARINES!
Our honor and loyalty to the United States gave us the
courage. We would rather die (and that was a definite
possibility) than to shame ourselves, our Corps, or our
Country. We had to live up to our history and got to
measure ourselves and our actions against those of
greater men.
Yes, we broke now and then. But would immediately pick
ourselves back up and go back to fighting. Which, by the
way, confused the hell out of the monkeys!
Pity the poor Brits. All they had was the history of the
E.U. and the U.N. as examples.
Semper Fi