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admin — Fri, 02 Oct 2009 21:21:02 +0000

I FIND IT INTERESTING THAT A HIGH SCHOOL PRINCIPAL CAN SEE THE PROBLEM, BUT OUR
SOCIETY CANNOT. IF I OFFEND ANYONE BY THIS, I REALLY DON’T APOLOGIZE.

Subject:
Tennessee Football

This is a
statement that was read over the PA system at
the football game at Roane County High School ,
Kingston , Tennessee , by school Principal, Jody McLeod

“It has always been the custom at Roane County High School football games,
to say a prayer and play the National Anthem, to honor God and Country.”

Due to a recent ruling by the Supreme Court, I am told that saying a Prayer is
a violation of Federal Case Law. As I understand the law at this time, I can
use this public facility to approve of sexual perversion and call it “an
alternate life style,” and if someone is offended, that’s OK.

I can use it to condone sexual promiscuity, by dispensing condoms and calling
it, “safe sex.” If someone is offended, that’s OK.

I can even use this public facility to present the merits of killing an unborn
baby as a “viable! means of birth control..” If someone is offended,
no problem…

I can designate a school day as “Earth Day” and involve students in
activities to worship religiously and praise the goddess “Mother
Earth” and call it “ecology..”

I can use literature, videos and presentations in the classroom that depicts
people with strong, traditional Christian convictions as “simple
minded” and “ignorant” and call it “enlightenment..”

However, if anyone uses this facility to honor GOD and to ask HIM to Bless this
event with safety and good sportsmanship, then Federal Case Law is violated.

This appears to be inconsistent at best, and at worst, diabolical.

Apparently,
we are to be tolerant of everything and anyone, except GOD and HIS Commandments.

Nevertheless , as a school principal, I frequently ask staff and students to
abide by rules with which they do not necessarily agree. For me to do otherwise
would be inconsistent at best, and at worst, hypocritical… I suffer from that
affliction enough unintentionally. I certainly do not need to add an
intentional transgression.

For this reason, I shall “Render unto Caesar that which is Caesar’s,”
and refrain from praying at this time.

” However, if you feel inspired to honor, praise and thank GOD and ask
HIM,in the name of JESUS, to Bless this event, please feel free to do so.. As far as
I know, that’s not against the law—-yet.”

One by one, the people in the stands bowed their heads, held hands with one
another and began to pray.

They prayed in the stands. They prayed in the team huddles. They prayed at the
concession stand and they prayed in the Announcer’s Box!

The only place they didn’t pray was in the Supreme Court of the United States
of America – the Seat of “Justice” in the “one nation, under
GOD.”

Somehow, Kingston , Tennessee Remembered what so many have forgotten. We are
given the Freedom OF Religion, not the Freedom
FROM Religion. Praise GOD that HIS remnant
remains!

JESUS said, “If you are ashamed of ME before men, then I will be ashamed
of you before MY FATHER..”

If you are not ashamed, pass this on .

I’m not one bit ashamed to pass this on, Are you?

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NO LONGER SILENT! (via postie)

admin — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 17:05:25 +0000

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I must have had 10 people send me this link regarding a property tax revolt of sorts. This resulted from a Mom in Alabama asking her high school son, Justin, to help with a commercial for the Tea Party she was involved in organizing.

Boy, does it slam the message home. Very impressive. Here is her note: “I asked Justin if he could help me make a commercial for my group’s Tea Party. He sat down at the laptop for about an hour, and then brought this to me and asked ’ is this okay Mom?’ After I finished watching it, my stomach was in my throat. Everyone that I have sent it to has really enjoyed it, so I wanted my friends to see it, I am so proud”.

A very Powerful video, turn up the sound and sit back….!!!!

GUARANTEED GOOSE BUMPS…..

Click this link to see the video:

TeaPartyCommercial. wmv

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The Cherokee

Magoo — Sat, 08 Aug 2009 15:29:41 +0000

Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian youth’s rite of
Passage?

His father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves
him alone.

He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove
the blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it.

He cannot cry out for help to anyone.

Once he survives the night, he is a MAN.

He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each
lad must come into manhood on his own.

The boy is naturally terrified.
He can hear all kinds of noises.
Wild beasts must surely be all around him .
Maybe even some human might do him harm.

The wind blew the grass and earth, and shook his stump, but he
sat stoically, never removing the blindfold.
It would be the only way he could become a man.

Finally, after a horrific night the sun appeared and he removed
his blindfold.

It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump
next to him.

He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from
harm.

We, too, are never alone.
Even when we don’t know it,
God is watching over us,
Sitting on the stump beside us.
When trouble comes,
All we have to do is reach out to Him.

Moral of the story:
Just because you can’t see God,
Doesn’t mean He is not there.
For we walk by faith, not by sight

If you liked this story, pass it on.
If not, you took off your blindfold before dawn.

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His name was Bill.

Magoo — Thu, 30 Jul 2009 23:38:42 +0000

His name is Bill.
>
> He had wild hair, wore a T-shirt with holes in it, jeans, and no shoes.

> This was literally his wardrobe for his entire four years of college.

> He was brilliant..Kind of profound and very, very bright..
>
> He became a Christian while attending college.
>
> Across the street from the campus he attended was a ‘well-dressed’, very conservative church..
>
> They wanted to develop a ministry to the students but were not sure how to go about it

> So they prayed.
>
> One day Bill decided to go there.
>
> He walked in with no shoes, jeans, his T-shirt, and wild hair. The service had already started and so Bill started down the aisle looking for a seat.
>
> The church was completely packed and he could not find a seat.
>
> By now,people were really looking a bit uncomfortable, but no one said anything.
>
> Bill got closer and closer and closer to the pulpit, and when he realized there were no seats, he just squatted down right on the carpet.
>
> By now the people were really ‘uptight’, and the tension in the air was thick.
>
> About this time, the minister realized that from way at the back of the church, a deacon was slowly making his way toward Bill…
>
> Now the deacon, in his eighties, with silver-gray hair, and a three-piece suit was a godly man, very elegant, very dignified, very courtly.
>
> He walked with a cane and as he started walking toward this boy, everyone was saying to themselves, ‘you can’t blame him for what he’s about to do.’
>
> How could anyone expect a man of his age and of his background to understand some college kid on the floor?
>
> It took a long time for the man to reach the boy.
>
> The church was utterly silent except for the clicking of the man’s cane.
>
> All eyes were focused on him.
>
> You couldn’t even hear anyone breathing.
>
> The minister wouldn’t even begin preaching until the deacon ‘did what he had to do.’
>
> And then they saw this elderly man drop his cane on the floor. With great difficulty, he lowered himself and sat down next to Bill to worship with him so
> he wouldn’t be alone.
>
> Everyone choked up with emotion.
>
> When the minister gained control, he said, ‘What I’m about to preach, you will never remember.
>
> What you have just seen, you will never forget.’
>
> ‘Be careful how you live. You may be the only Bible some people will ever read!’
>
> I asked the Lord to bless you As I prayed for you today.
>
> To guide you and protect you
>
> As you go along your way…..
>
> His love is always with you,
> His promises are true,
> And when we give Him all our cares,
> You know He will see us through.
>
> Only if you feel led to, pass this to People you want God to Bless.
>
> …..I DID!

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BEST POEM IN THE WORLD

Magoo — Thu, 30 Jul 2009 23:35:36 +0000

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
As I entered Heaven’s door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
Nor the lights or its decor.
But it was the folks in Heaven
Who made me sputter and gasp–
The thieves, the liars, the sinners,
The alcoholics and the trash.
There stood the kid from seventh grade
Who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
Who never said anything nice.
Herb, who I always thought
Was rotting away in hell,
Was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
Looking incredibly well.
I nudged Jesus, ‘What’s the deal?
I would love to hear Your take.
How’d all these sinners get up here?
God must’ve made a mistake.
‘And why’s everyone so quiet,
So somber – give me a clue.’
‘Hush, child,’ He said, ‘they’re all in shock.
No one thought they’d be seeing you.’

JUDGE NOT!!

Remember…Just going to church doesn’t make you a
Christian any more than standing in your garage makes you a car ..

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Will You give this to my Daddy?

Magoo — Fri, 24 Jul 2009 16:31:20 +0000



As a Company, Southwest Airlines is going to support 'Red Fridays.' 

Last week I was in Atlanta, Georgia attending a conference. While I was in the airport, returning home, I heard several people behind me beginning to clap and cheer. I immediately turned around and witnessed One of the greatest acts of patriotism I have ever seen. 

Moving thru the terminal was a group of soldiers in their camos. As they began heading to their gate, everyone (well almost everyone) was abruptly to their feet with their hands waving and cheering. 

When I saw the soldiers, probably 30-40 of them, being applauded and Cheered for, it hit me. I'm not alone. I'm not the only red-blooded American who still loves this country and supports our troops and their families. 

Of course I immediately stopped and began clapping for these young unsung heroes who are putting their lives on the line everyday for us so we can go to school, work and home without fear or reprisal. 

Just when I thought I could not be more proud of my country or of our Service men and women, a young girl, not more than 6 or 7 years old ran up to one of the male soldiers. He kneeled down and said 'hi.' 

The little girl then asked him if he would give something to her daddy for her. 

The young soldier, who didn't look any older than maybe 22 himself, said he would try and what did she want to give to her daddy. Then suddenly the little girl grabbed the neck of this soldier, gave him the biggest hug she could muster and then kissed him on the cheek. 

The mother of the little girl, who said her daughter's name was Courtney, told the young soldier that her husband was a Marine and had been in Iraq for 11 months now. As the mom was explaining how much her daughter Courtney missed her father, the young soldier began to tear up.  

When this temporarily single mom was done explaining her situation, all of the soldiers huddled together for a brief second. Then one of the other servicemen pulled out a military-looking walkie-talkie. They started playing with the device and talking back and forth on it.

After about 10-15 seconds of this, the young soldier walked back over to Courtney, bent down and said this to her, 'I spoke to your daddy and he told me to give this to you.' He then hugged this little girl that he had just met and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He finished by saying 'your daddy told me to tell you that he loves you more than anything and he is coming home very soon.' 

The mom at this point was crying almost uncontrollably and as the young soldier stood to his feet, he saluted Courtney and her mom. I was standing no more than 6 feet away from this entire event. 

As the soldiers began to leave, heading towards their gate, people resumed their applause. As I stood there applauding and looked around, there were very few dry eyes, including my own. That young soldier in one last act of selflessness turned around and blew a kiss to Courtney with a tear rolling down his cheek. 

We need to remember everyday all of our soldiers and their families and thank God for them and their sacrifices. At the end of the day, it's good to be an American. 

RED FRIDAYS ----- Very soon, you will see a great many people wearing red every Friday. The reason? Americans who support our troops used to be called the 'silent majority'. We are no longer silent, and are voicing our love for God, country and home in record breaking numbers. 

Our idea of showing solidarity and support for our troops with dignity and respect starts this Friday - and continues each and every Friday until the troops all come home, sending a deafening message that.. Every red-blooded American who supports our men and women afar will wear something red. 

By word of mouth, press, TV -- let's make the United States on every Friday a sea of red much like a homecoming football game in the bleachers. 

If every one of us who loves this country will share this with acquaintances, co-workers, friends, and family. It will not be long before the USA is covered in RED.

The first thing a soldier says when asked 'What can we do to make things better for you?' is...We need your support and your prayers. 

Let's get the word out and lead with class and dignity, by example.

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