Relentless pursuit of right governance begets an environment in which love wins.
We the people are daily bombarded with the pedantic whine of the aimless that Conservative Patriots are racist bigots wanting only strife and restrict the rights of the “truly free-thinking evolved and enlightened” citizens.
We are inundated with the collectives pressure to “remain silent or your values and faith will be held against you!” In our compliant silence we find ourselves enslaved in our cubicle of “tolerance” and political and societal “acceptance.”
Conciliatory and quiet we placed our wrists and ankles available to our captors. We offered surrender before it was demanded of us.
We graciously permitted the co-option of our vernacular, our culture, our customs, our faith and practice and gave way to those loud, volatile and self absorbed among us because we did not exist and sustain in our own souls with the peace born of knowing and living the Truth.
We robbed ourselves of our blood bought customs and liberties born of greater men and women than we… The blood of the greater before us stains the hallowed ground at the foot of the Tree of Liberty… The blood is long since dried into dust.
The winds of hope and change blow absent our attention, the precious Crimson dust of those which gave all in the gracious provision of Liberty and Freedom for their children and grand children and what has been reveal to be the “not so great” grandchildren.
The wind blows and we relent.
Those whose fiber and mettle formed the pillars of faith and truth was melted in the searing white flames of Liberty are long forgotten in our books of history.
Forgotten by the keepers of history… We, the people failed to guard the truth of who our authentic selves.
We are displaced unarmed guardians of a riveting and heroic history erased from pages of documents of account. A new history has been placed in substitution and the memory of our Founder’s intent is all but gone.
Because we do not remember our simply grand Founding intent we have no peace in our conviction of the present because we have no conviction.
We allowed the restriction and elimination of the inalienable rights gifted in scarlet stained wrapping within the Declarations of men and women who were unashamedly Real Men, Real Women.
We made clinical and sanitized the obtaining of our own sustenance.
Hunters once revered and admired for their life sustaining skills are reviled and cast out as heartless oddities, angry men and women of another “less evolved” time.
Farmers and their ways are ridiculed and marginalized by those who could not provide even the most basic food and water for their families without plastic wrapped shelves of food of obscure and unknown origin.
They would be hungry and thirsty without the quiet and hidden provision of greater men and women of principle and strength.
Societal education in the most classical disciplines gave way to the mediocre intent of propaganda and indoctrination.
The common-ness of the core of thought is the paradigm of those without regard for our Founding Values or yet values at all. The complex and shining history of this great land is unknown by they who are in power…
The goodness of virtuous governance is thought pedantic and riddled with judgmental malice by those without respect or regard for the blood watered Tree of Liberty while they lament the loss of the weeds of apathy and socialism.
Public Acknowledgement of our Original Founder is relegated to quiet and private embarrassed acceptance hidden within the walls of the homes of only those who secretly believe while the predilections of the perverse are paraded in the public streets, the halls of higher learning and even the churches and bakeries of the heartland. Hailed as politically and societally correct, the private choices of a few become the mandate of many.
Adonai Elohim is hushed into the shadows while those who oppose His goodness and deny His greatness, the blasphemer’s are lauded as heroes… Yet while our true national Heroes, the courageous Sheepdogs of a sheep people are shoved into obscurity to be forgotten by an ungrateful people.
Unvisited white crosses on the rolling green hills of Arlington and small town final places of rest bear humble and quiet witness of the defenders of the largely ungrateful nation.
Why? Why did we not fight sooner and more vigorously? Why did we not protest earlier and louder the erasure of or princely and pricey heritage? Why did we so soundly collectively slumber despite the thunder of coming enslavement!?
We fought not because we loved not. We loved not the Truth of Jehovah. We loved not the blessings of freedom and liberty.
We rested too soon from the sweat of toil we did not ourselves expend. We rested too comfortably on the sacrifice of others far greater than we.
We disregarded the warnings of the greatest among us. Their pleas to awaken went unheeded.
Their calls to alliance in freedom went unanswered. We did not love liberty and peace and love sufficient to defend them.
There is a remnant among us! We are awake and aware! We are united. We are informed and enlightened and the torches of liberty are reignited. We bear the Image and Likeness of the Father of Peace and Liberty and we are prepared to win back the blood earned gift of freedom.
When one of us fall one hundred will rise!
The Tree of Liberty is parched and we intend to feed it daily for we love the gift.
We love the gift enough to defend it!
Defend it we shall!”
Dr Shawn Greener
“The Ninja Pastor!”