Saturday, October 20, 2012
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
I Had No Idea ✞
John Birch
Put simply, John Birch was a devoted Christian missionary who heroically served in World War II and was killed by Chinese Communists 10 days after the end of the war, when he was only 27. Communists that were supposedly WWII allies with the U.S.
Birch's parents had been told that he was killed by a stray bullet, but only after accidently seeing details of his death due to the carelessness of a young military officer. George and Ethel Birch knew that something had gone terribly wrong, and they didn't even know that there had been an official investigation. For five years, Ethel traveled the country grilling those men who served with John, from fellow soldiers to commanding officers.
Finally, she wrote to California Senator William Knowland who finally was given access to John Birch's file that was marked "Top Secret." He was so moved by what he saw that he gave a speech on the floor of the Senate on September 5, 1950, berating the government for its cover-up, as the result of bringing John Birch's death to light could have led to different relations with China and North Korea.
Nearly ten years after Birch's death, JBS Founder Robert Welch discovered that the death of Captain John Birch had been covered up after reading Knowland's speech. Welch wrote and had published "The Life of John Birch" in 1954.
John Birch was a simple, but highly intelligent man, who worked hard to serve God, spread God's word, and fought for the freedom to do so. During his service in the war, he longed for the day when he could once again work the land, raise a family and dutifully serve God, as seen in the prose he wrote four months before his death called "The War Weary Farmer."
I should like to find the existence of what my father called "Plain living and high thinking."I want some fields and hills, woodlands and streams I can call my own. I want to spend my strength in making fields green, and the cattle fat, so that I may give sustenance to my loved ones, and aid to those neighbors who suffer misfortune; I do not want a life of monotonous paper-shuffling or of trafficking with money-mad traders.I only want enough of science to enable fruitful husbandry of the land with simple tools, a time for leisure, and the guarding of my family's health. I do not care to be absorbed in the endless examining of force and space and matter, which I believe can only slowly lead to God.I do not want a hectic hurrying from place to place on whizzing machines or busy streets. I do not want an elbowing through crowds of impatient strangers who have time neither to think their own thoughts nor to know real friendship. I want to live slowly, to relax with my family before a glowing fireplace, to welcome the visits of my neighbors, to worship God, to enjoy a book, to lie on a shaded grassy bank and watch the clouds sail across the blue.I want to love a wife who prefers rural peace to urban excitement, one who would rather climb a hilltop to watch a sunset with me than to take a taxi to any Broadway play. I want a woman who is not afraid of bearing children, and who is able to rear them with a love for home and the soil, and the fear of God.I want of government only protection against the violence and injustices of evil or selfish men.I want to reach the sunset of life sound in body and mind, flanked by strong sons and grandsons, enjoying the friendship and respect of neighbors, surrounded by fertile fields and sleek cattle, and retaining my boyhood faith in Him who promised a life to come.Where can I find this world? Would its anachronism doom it to ridicule or loneliness? Is there yet a place for such simple ways in my own America or must I seek a vale in [Chinese] Turkestan where peaceful flocks still graze the quiet hills?
Robert Welch explained at the founding meeting of The John Birch Society why he had chosen John as the namesake for the organization. He said, " …the young man I admire most of all those America has produced was a fundamentalist Baptist missionary named John Birch. My own obsession with this fight against the increasing forces of evil in the world, which … has caused me to give up business career and income and any prospect of ever having any peace or leisure again during my lifetime, is due in large part to my admiration for John Birch; to my feeling that I simply had to pick up and carry, to the utmost of my ability and energy, the torch of a humane righteousness which he was carrying so well and so faithfully when the Communists struck him down."
Robert Welch discussed the idea with John's parents, and they agreed to grant permission. They became Life Members of the Society.
To learn more of John Birch, read "The Secret File on John Birch" by James & Marti Hefley and "The Life of John Birch" by Robert Welch. Members can download "The Life of John Birch" for free.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
This is just another way the left has figured out how to game the system for the further advancement of their radical agenda. It has been long understood that the communists have hijacked the green movement and are using it as its Trojan horse to destroy capitalism, and with a complicit governing body as large and powerful as the EPA there is no limit to what they can accomplish if they are not cut down to size.Just one more reason the election in November is so critical to the survival of this country. Four more years of this out of control regulatory sidestepping of the American people and Congress may prove to be more than we can take.
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Friday, August 3, 2012
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Friday, April 13, 2012
Gotta Love 'em
The pictures in this segment were not shot by Muah, they were all featured on StumbleUpon, ,and I merely collected them, but as I hope you agree they are outstanding.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
You Are a Gem ♢
Yes, You are a gem!
And here's what I mean by that comment. We all come into the world as a rough unfinished infant. We are nurtured, to varying degrees, and led into the world, destined to finnish the process that had been set in motion, by our parents, and then the teachers that followed, not to mention the shared experiences with our peers.
Which brings me to the facets. The facets we display are not the product of a craftsman's tools, but rather the environmental influences, as well as our very diverse personalities we have developed, and continue to refine, as we journey through life.
The obvious facet is the large front-facing one, which I feel is the most powerful of all. However it wouldn't shine as brilliant without the combined refraction from all the surrounding facets, which you have shaped yourselves, either by choice or circumstances. to shape the person you have become.
And here's what I mean by that comment. We all come into the world as a rough unfinished infant. We are nurtured, to varying degrees, and led into the world, destined to finnish the process that had been set in motion, by our parents, and then the teachers that followed, not to mention the shared experiences with our peers.
Which brings me to the facets. The facets we display are not the product of a craftsman's tools, but rather the environmental influences, as well as our very diverse personalities we have developed, and continue to refine, as we journey through life.
The obvious facet is the large front-facing one, which I feel is the most powerful of all. However it wouldn't shine as brilliant without the combined refraction from all the surrounding facets, which you have shaped yourselves, either by choice or circumstances. to shape the person you have become.
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Me in My Habitat, Alone ☼
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| Mt. Angeles |
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| Shot two blocks north of where I live. It must suck being some people. |
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| One of my Neighbors |
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| USCGAS Ennis under puffy clouds |
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| Victoria B.C. in the distance From near my home |
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| Last shot before the clouds spoiled my fun. |
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| Yes this is me alone on a deserted stretch of the Strait of Juan de Fuca, as naked as I could get, and although my body may not be extraordinary, I am not ashamed of it either. |
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| August Sunrise, Strait of Juan de Fuca |
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| Mt. Baker Wa. shot from my hometown, receives the most snowfall of anywhere on Earth. |
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| An outbound freighter at sunset, to where I can only imagine. |
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| Some happy undergrowth getting a few rays. |
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| A summers first cutting of hay. |
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| Colorful plants that live in my yard, in a bucket. |
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| Shot out my front window in the spring. |
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| Long-haired Dave |
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| A very manipulated photo of a nearby mountainside. |
Not hiding much at all. I Thought I'd
get it out of my system before I'm way
TOO OLD, LOL ♡
Port Angeles, Wa.
648-698 E 5th St, Port Angeles, WA 98362, USA
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