American, Belief, Current Events, Faith, Freedom, Mindset, patriot

I Am Not Woke Enough

I see color. Just like everyone else in the world. When I meet someone I notice immediately the color of their skin, their hair color and sometimes their eye color. To say that I don’t see color would be ignorant and a failure to acknowledge the person standing in front of me.

What I don’t do is decide that they are a certain way before I get to know them based on their physical appearance. In other words, I make a point not to make assumptions until I’ve had an opportunity to get to know them. If upon further interaction I discover that we just don’t jive, it’s not because of their skin color, it’s simply because we have nothing in common, or their character is not compatible with mine; which in my opinion should be the only measure. I mean we don’t get along with every person in our same ethnic group, do we?

You see the problem with making judgments about someone based on skin is this, color or race is not indicative of the type of person one is. Sure, people share commonalities amongst race and ethnicity. But that may be where it ends. You may find that although you may share many of the same features, there might not be one thing you share in common that would make you want to spend time with that person or that, that person would want to spend time with you, outside of the obvious.

In 2021, that very much seems to be the case for me. Due to the turn my life has taken, many of my deep meaningful relationships are with people that look nothing like me. But our lives intersect in several key areas. Number one, our values are similar. We were raised in traditional homes, where our father’s were the primary breadwinners. We’re college educated and well traveled. But the main reason our lives are so intertwined is because we share the experience of raising vaccine injured children.

Through our life experiences, we have forged strong friendships that transcend color and race. We support each other, have lunch and sometimes travel to visit each other. We may not be climbing the corporate ladder in our careers, or globe trotting with our families, but when it comes to knowing diet, nutritional supplements, treatments and therapies that work best for our our children and spotting corruption from miles away these friends are hands down the best.

Oh and did I mention that we represent every race and ethnicity there is? I refer to every single one of them by their name, never their race. Even when I mention one of them outside of our community (or inside), I can’t remember saying that so and so is white, black or purple. They have names and personalities.

So, while the rest of America goes through the cultural revolution (or dissolution), of division along color lines, we’re going to stick together, support one another and continue to heal our kids. It’s what we do.

You see when I stand before God at judgment, I’m pretty certain he won’t condemn me to hell for not being “black” enough; my condemnation will come from not living a set apart, Christ centered life. In other words, not enough Christ in me. I’m just not woke enough to participate in the dissolution of our republic and I’m pretty certain, I never will be.

And he made from one man, every nation of mankind to live on all the face of the earth, having allotted periods and the boundaries of their dwelling place, that they should seek God, in the hope that they might feel their way toward him and find him. Yet he is actually not far from each one of us. Acts 17:26&27

In Christ,

AngelaChristine

American, Belief, Current Events, Faith, Freedom, Holidays, patriot, Service

The Long Weekend

American Memorial Day

Enjoy the “long weekend.” That is what Memorial Day represents to Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum, who currently preside over our country as President and Vice President. It is still unbelievable to me that two people who have only been politicians, have zero business acumen or the ability to relate to the average American are now in charge of the management of our great nation.

The history around Memorial Day is a bit mixed, there is history that a group of newly freed slaves in Charleston, SC, actually celebrated the first Memorial Day in 1865. But it was in 1966, that the federal government declared Waterloo, New York as the official birthplace of what we now refer to as Memorial Day. Regardless of the origin of this holiday, the purpose is to remember the sacrifice of many brave men and women, who gave their lives for freedom.

Freedom. In just 14 months, I have watched people that I know and love hand over their precious gift of freedom (endowed to them by God) to the most corrupt, immoral, depraved government we have ever had in this country without question, out of fear. It has been like watching a movie, believing at some point that they would wake up and see the truth. To no avail, they are still asleep.

It seems that no amount of facts or evidence will work for those deeply entrenched in the belief that the government’s role is to keep them safe. It is not the role of the government to keep you safe from illness and certainly not worth sacrificing your freedom and posterity to corrupt politicians. Alas, when they do awaken from their deep sleep, by all estimates it will be too late.

I have tried to walk away from this fight, many times, but it is just not in my nature or character to give up, when I know that so much is at stake. As a Christian, it is my duty to proclaim what is true, because there are people who are listening and want to find the light. So, as is recorded in Galatians 6:9, “And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.” I will not give up and I will not turn off my light.

We must never forget.

With love,

AngelaChristine

American, Faith, patriot

Walk Humbly with God

I started this blog, sort of as a way to make sense of my life following my divorce, but I think it has now become my place to write commentary on what is happening in the world, the United States in particular and how it relates to my Christian walk.

Writing about current events has never been my plan, but it seems it’s pretty much the only way I can express how utterly disappointed, I am in how easily and eagerly, the American people have begun to bow down to Baal.

Let’s be clear, this downward spiral, didn’t begin four years ago. It began much earlier. It began when the country decided to replace God with whatever idol suited them. Sure, I know we have freedom of religion in our country, but there used to be a set morals and values that we were all united under. We knew right from wrong. In 2021, righteousness is frowned upon. Clinging to identity and socio-economic status are everything.

Even Christians have fallen victim to being Social Justice Warriors.

I don’t know about you, but these past nine to ten months have weighed so heavily on me, not so much because of the virus itself, but because of the lack of discernment about it. No one questions the narrative put out by our government or the media. It is just expected that every American will accept the dogma without question. The average American still believes that this virus is killing people in unprecedented numbers. All you have to do is look at the data to know that in fact is not true. https://www.breitbart.com/politics/2020/09/25/cdc-data-shows-high-virus-survival-rate-99-plus-for-ages-69-and-younger-94-6-for-older/

Alas, fear has taken hold and time marches on. Small businesses have to alter how they do business or close, churches are afraid to resume services, friends are afraid to spend time together and god forbid that family’s should gather to celebrate the holiday season or just to visit. And for what, to slow the spread of a virus? Where is the science to prove that is even possible? We are only just beginning to see the long term implications of such draconian measures.

There is so much more that I could cover here, but that really isn’t the point of this post. At the core of this, it’s about finding peace in the midst of this terrible. This is about doing justly, loving kindness and walking humbly with God.

When we turn away from evil, and return to the will of God, our nation can be restored. It is possible! Remember, God is patient, not wanting anyone to perish but requires us to all come to repentance. 2 Peter 3:9.

God is waiting on us to become His nation once more. Are you ready, are you willing to cast aside the idols that have pulled us to this place? It’s not too late.

In Christ!

Angela