Lyle's Blog

It’s the little words we use that mean so much. I, me, we, you, and us are words that roll off our tongues so easy but they convey so much. Sometimes we’re consumed with what “I and me” want. I want to do this or that. I want you to do things my way. Why is everybody always picking on me? Why does everything always happen to me? I remember talking with an a gal I knew on our front porch. We heard the screech of brakes and turned our head in time to see a car hit our neighbors daughter on her bike. It was her birthday and she was riding her new bike while eating a piece of birthday cake. She flew threw the air sitting on her bike and landed across the street just missing a fire hydrant. The gal we were talking to blurted out “why did I have to see that?” She quickly realized what she said and felt foolish. We ran over to the girl along with everyone from five houses. She was hurt but after several months fully recovered. But don’t we all tend to turn off the bad news because we are just tired of hearing it? Another accident, murder, or tragic situation is more than we want to see. We weary of bad news. Wouldn’t we each be better off putting ourselves into the lives of those that suffer from these events? We could pray for them, assist the widows that hurt so much, or in short do our best to supply the needs of others and forget how it effects “I”. Some do those things but it would be a far different world if many did it. We can’t prevent all bad news but we can do our best to have better marriages and relationships. Love makes the world go round or maybe love makes it worth living this life.

There is some talk of making America great again. I know what everyone is after, a good job that pays well, safe streets, a bank account that paid interest, you know, some predictable hope. But making America great requires something else. We need the ten commandments so at least we’ve been told it’s wrong to steal, kill, lie, and not covet another persons property. And yes, we need the commandments about God too. That way we know that we never really get away with anything because one day we’ll stand before our maker and give an account of our life. We’ve got to be ashamed of aborting every fourth child, of paying taxes to support a company that chops up their little bodies for fun and profit. We’ve got to turn our backs on Hollywood and all the other promoters of smut. And how about turning off the mesmerizing phones, TV, computers, and spend some time with our children. America needs redemption but to be redeemed we need to want to be. And it all starts with me. Will you join me and turn from whatever keeps you from serving God with your whole heart and loving your neighbor as yourself? Come on, His yolk is easy.

I wonder if the leftists know that Orwell meant 1984 as a warning and not a guide book. Here’s a couple of quotes from that timeless book.

“The Party seeks power entirely for its own sake. We are not interested in the good of others; we are interested solely in power, pure power.”
“Power is in tearing human minds to pieces and putting them together again in new shapes of your own choosing.”
“Power is not a means; it is an end. One does not establish a dictatorship in order to safeguard a revolution; one makes the revolution in order to establish the dictatorship. The object of persecution is persecution. The object of torture is torture. The object of power is power”

So thus is an introduction to wisdom, that is to understand the power of the state is only for its own benefit. Freedom of thought, speech, property and religion are the only stumbling blocks to totalitarians. These control freaks are your enemy; they just seem like friends because they have a knack for getting people all excited about silly issues. That dedication to the elite will remain. When the freebies run out they have scapegoats lined up to heap the blame on. Right now we have the internet so the truth can be found. But that little man in the white house is giving control of the internet to the U.N. Russia and others are already planning a system like China has. Then the following quote from 1984 will make sense.

“For, after all, how do we know that two and two make four? Or that the force of gravity works? Or that the past is unchangeable? If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable – what then?”

A comparison of Planned Parenthood and ISIS may just be too much for some to handle but some days I just feel like putting to print the thoughts that I should keep to myself. After all I really don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings but it just is the right thing to do. So here goes………………………

Planned Parenthood have become quite efficient at the killing and dismembering of pre-born children. After many years of wasting the by-products of their messy little industry, their thoughts turned to profit and now the poor little people aren’t just ripped apart limb from limb but they are killed in a way that allows proper harvesting of important parts.
This is far different than ISIS as they seem to enjoy blowing bodies apart making them totally unusable. There is no government supervision to make sure things are done in a sterile manner which is a definite advantage over Planned Parenthood. Also the public must clean up after the messes they cause which is another advantage. Planned Parenthood on the other hand carries out their barbaric acts on victims who have no voice. ISIS does make money off their victims which are allowed to live by charging a ransom for their release. This is a huge advantage because these victims have had the privilege of developing relationships with family and if the family loves them and has money they can barter with ISIS. The problem “little people” have is that they have no relationship with anyone but their mother and their mother doesn’t want them. Society doesn’t want them. So ISIS rightfully so gets some attention for it’s cruel treatment of people but Planned Parenthood gets subsidized by the government to make sure everyone knows the grisly killing of children is perfectly acceptable. I’m sorry. I was going to write more but I’ve lost my appetite. I’m bored or more aptly disgusted with the effort it takes to get people to care. I’m tired of the democrat rhetoric

My dad loved cars, any kind of car. He bought his first one at fourteen years old; $250 is what he paid for that 1916 Overland. He went to the bank and asked for a loan. The banker asked him who his father was. He told him and without hesitation gave my dad the money. He worked all summer to pay it off. That was a lot of money in 1917. Over his life he spent a lot of money on cars, maybe way too much. He bought himself a Toyota in the 60’s, it was about the size of a 60’s Nova. That started his love affair with cars that got good gas mileage. Other than an old Model A or and occasional Studebaker we steered clear of domestic cars. So I’ve owned several cars from Europe including Alfa Romeo, Fiat, Triumph, MG, Sunbeam, Jaguar, Renault, and Porsche. My last sports car was an Aston Martin DB4. Fast forward to today. I’m driving a Toyota Avalon, a Japanese Buick. Comfy, trouble-free, great gas mileage; everything you could want in a car. I’d like to go back to those days though, take a ride in something that let the seat of your pants know there’s a road under you. I’m trying to resist the urge to get a convertible, not to re-live the past, but to appreciate cars the way my dad did. I wish I could go out in his shop and call him in for coffee. Cars were a connection to my dad; I miss him so much.