Three Things You Don’t Know About Islam

This short video explains three things we don’t know about Islam. All three are important to understand what is happening in our country, and the world.

Call a Camel

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A devout Arab Muslim entered a black cab in London. He curtly asked the cabbie to turn off the radio because as decreed by his religious teaching, he must not listen to music because “in the time of the prophet there was no music, especially western music which is the music of the infidel.”

 

The cab driver politely switched off the radio, stopped the cab and opened the door.

 

The Arab Muslim asked him, “What are you doing?”

 

The cabbie answered, “In the time of the prophet there were no taxis, so get out and wait for a camel….”

 

Coming To A Street Near You

You can call me Joe, or you can call me a Right Wing Terrorist, or you can call me a racist, or you can call me an Islama-phobe, or you can call me a homophobe, but please do call me Patriot.

Watch these videos to see what happens when the muslim population in a country grows beyond a few peaceful people.

Islam is a religion so we must afford them First Amendment rights, or do we? Islam is also a political ideology. Which is it a religion, or a political system? If it is a religion only, then they must abide by the laws of whatever country they live in. If it is a political system, they are traitors to the country they occupy. Actually, Islam is a Theocracy, a system that allows religion to rule the country. Remember our Declaration of Independence? The Founders deliberately separated church from state. They did not want another King or a church ruled country. Which do you believe it is?

Grumpa Joe believes that Islam is in direct contradiction to the Constitution of the USA, therefore even the most pious MUSLIM forfeits any Constitutional rights. They believe that there is only one law, that is God’s law. They do not obey nor sanction any law of any country except those that embrace Sharia. Do you see the contradiction? Islamists have only one goal in life, to convert the world to Islam. They don’t belong in the USA, they are a threat.

Oh, but you say, we must afford them rights, because Islam is a peace-loving religion. Yet, somehow, every radical Islamist began life as a peaceful muslim. There is something wrong with their upbringing that triggers a peaceful soul to become a hating, killing machine. Could it be the teachings of the Koran?

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The link below takes you to a CBS news piece that covered the same prayer protest.

http://downloads.cbn.com/cbnnewsplayer/cbnplayer.swf?aid=17933

The Gift-Part 7-Final Touches

The Gift-Part 7-Final Touches

“Be careful with the tinsel, said Morty. “Hang each strand carefully. I don’t want Connie to look like the nest in the top branches.”

Morty placed a shiny gold ornament into the nest. As Red, Chick, and Spare hung the tinsel they chirped Silent Night. When the last strand was in place, they landed on Morty’s curl and admired their creation. Connie was an outstanding gift to the Baby Jesus on His birthday. Morty turned on the lights, and Connie came to life.

“I feel so wonderful,” said Connie, “you made me look beautiful. I hope Baby Jesus likes me.”

Morty handed the rabbit a bright red cloth, “put this around the tree stand to add the final touch.” Rabbit dragged the red cloth under Connie’s boughs where he had spent so many nights out of harms way, and worked the cover around the base.

“We have to put up the nativity next.” Morty pulled a small table to the tree. He wanted the nativity to be next to Connie where all of his friends would see it. Rabbit wiped the table clean, and covered it with Morty’s best tablecloth. The birds waited nearby. Each had a figure, ready to place. Morty set the stable in place.

“Okay, now you can finish by putting the figures down.”

Each bird hovered gently with a figure in its beak, and lowered it to the table. They handled each Mary, Joseph, and Jesus and all of the characters of the scene with special care and gentleness.

Morty put the last tiny white lamb down, “here you are little Shepard.” The nativity was complete.

To be continued . . .

The Gift-Part 6-Transformation

The Gift-Part 6-Transformation

Early the next morning, Morty got up, brushed his teeth, combed his curl, and ate breakfast. It was time. He found the tree stand and placed it in the corner of his tiny room.

“Stand straight Connie,” he said as he filled the bowl with sugar water to give Connie strength.

“You have an important duty ahead.”

“I have to play Christmas tunes while we decorate.” Morty tuned in to the Choir of Heavenly Angels over his boom box to play carols.

Morty sang with the music. He strung the lights onto each branch, making sure that the spacing was even.

The rabbit and the birds helped by hanging the popcorn garland. The Sparrow held one end of the garland while the Cardinal held it farther down the string. The Chickadee held a third spot. They flew in unison carrying the garland. Gently, they lowered the popcorn garland onto the branches. The beads came next.

“I wish Brad were here to help,” said Morty. “His muscles would be a great help with these heavy beads. They are too heavy for the birds. I have to drape them carefully to make them look pretty.”

As he worked, he hummed Silent Night, his favorite Christmas carol.

“Sing with me Connie.”

“Si – lent night, Ho – ly night,

All is calm. All is bright.

Round yon Vir – gin Moth – er and child!

Ho – ly in – fant so ten – der and mild,

Sleep in heav – en – ly peace,

Sleep in heav – en – ly peace.”

They sang together as they worked.

“After we finish with Connie, we can prepare for the party tonight.”

What a happy group they were. The Cardinals, Chickadee, Rabbit and Morty were all decorating the tree for Jesus.

“Almost finished,” said Morty. “Birds, please carry the crystal star and place it on Connie’s top stem.”

“Now, for the final touch, we have to hang the tinsel. It is a great job for birds,” he said.

All three birds began immediately, and carried tinsel like they carried grass to build a nest. They hovered above a branch and carefully lowered the silver strands down.

“You can be proud Connie. You are beautiful and will make Jesus happy on his birthday.

To be continued . . ..

I Believe in God

I believe in God. My heroes and role models do too. As I look back on life I can honestly say I only knew one atheist, and that was my grandfather. Toward the end of  his life, he looked out the living room window of his lonely little farm-house in Michigan at the sixty foot willow tree he had planted as a sapling immediately across the driveway.  A storm brewed, the skies were black and roiling, and the wind picked up with a fury. Grandpa Jim watched in awe as the sixty-foot willow tree ripped out of the ground and slammed over next to the house.

He told me that after seeing that tree rip out like a small twig he began to believe there was a God. It is my belief that Grandpa Jim resides in heaven with our Creator and waits for us to join him.

Here is a video of one of my mentors and a true role model.

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