Terri Schiavo Before dehydration
Posted on 04/11/2005 3:54:53 PM PDT by CHARLITE
Wake up America . . . the alarm clock just went off and we keep turning over and going back to sleep. There's an "uprisin' on the horizon" and we refuse to face it. Sleeping through it might make it easier, but the end result will be devastating. We've had a lightning bolt cut through the very core of our foundation forming a crack so deep we could topple by our weight of indifference. This ship is listing badly; so tilted we may never be uprighted again.
Our love affair with America is "breaking apart" because our foundation is cracking. The winds of hatred are blowing hard; the thunderous protests have challenged our will, and the disease of apathy is eating away at our very root system. Go ahead and tell me I'm crazy. I'd actually rather hear that than to believe what I know to be true. I can handle my portended lunacy, but the reality of what I see happening before my very eyes is worse than a Shakespearean tragedy.
Last week was one of the most painful times of my life. I have never been on such a roller coaster of emotion and I can't seem to get beyond it. That's an admission I'm not proud to proclaim, but it's the truth. For a person who's always ready for "NEXT, one-two-three, GO," . . . I was stricken with a paralysis. My country was in great distress over a situation that caused everyone to lose. The visuals still play clearly in my mind and are more painful than I can express.
I was one of those people who wanted Terri Schiavo to live. I was one of those people who could not find any joy in Michael's Schiavo's relentless desire to fulfill his wife's "suddenly remembered" request seven years later. And lastly, I was one of those people you told to sit down and shut up. So I did. I needed just a little more time to mourn; it wasn't that easy for me.
With the passing of the Pope two days later, I could not move away so quickly from thoughts of Terri Schiavo's passing. I knew the Pope would be okay, but I wasn't sure about the rest of us.
I've cried in my quiet moments - not only for Terri - but for my beloved country, America.
My own quietness has brought about much anguish for me because I am not a quiet person. It is frightening . . . it is terrifying, for I realize the line has been drawn. The "crack" was so loud when Terri Schiavo died, I believe the Pope hung his head even lower and gave up his own will to fight any longer. He had been so deeply passionate about her life that we may have cast a blow to his. What a tragedy for all of us. What a sad commentary on mankind.
The "crack" became an earthquake forming a deep divide as a line drawn in the sand. Americans are standing strong on the side of what has become their truth. We are no longer able to discern what the truth really is because the clouds have become so dark. There is an expert on every issue arguing both sides, so what is the truth anymore? The steel that crumpled on that fateful day in September of 2001 may be dwarfed in comparison to the crumbling of our nation's structure -- its foundation. It's a slower fall, but it's happening nonetheless, and could be just as fatal. Our "spirit of steel" -- layer by layer, floor by floor -- is crumbling.
It's not only that Terri Schiavo died . . . it's the way we sent her to her death. We stood by watching it happen as if on a daily countdown. We recorded and showed on the nightly news parents and children trying to give her water. I guess we feared she might stand up and walk. That very act defined who we are and makes me ashamed. Those are the pictures that haunt my heart.
Even if you believe Terri Schiavo had a right to die; and even if you believe her husband Michael had the right to stand by her decision to "not live like that;" and you believe her parents were pathetically selfish in not giving her the dignity she deserved in death, do we truly believe she would not want her parents at her bedside when she breathed her last breath? Do we believe that Terri would have refused her own mother's desire to hold her in her arms one last time and say, "I love you, my precious daughter?"
Then we would also have to believe that Terri would tell her family: "You cannot have a funeral with my body -- I want it burned to ashes immediately -- so go have your own service without me." For some strange reason, this was not the Terri who was portrayed to us as the young vibrant woman who went "religiously" with her family to church every weekend, and not the same person who would refuse a funeral service of her own faith?
It's also mystifying how fervent Michael was to carry out her wish of "not wanting to live like that," never considering how he made her die. But he seemed to know his wife so well -- these were surely her wishes.
Her family could not have her in life, nor could they have her in death. We can argue all day about who was right or wrong, but in the end, we became damaged goods. What we did to each other is unforgivable. What we did to Terri is a sin. And where we go from here is petrifying.
The Pope's death has been a celebration of life, but America has suffered a death that can never be celebrated. A part of us died with Terri.
Yes, the Pope is in a better place, and so is Terri Schiavo . . . but not America.
We have lost our way.
Debbie Daniel can be contacted at: dddtx@yahoo.com
The Minutemen are another challenge to the State. The State will respond if things go too far for the comfort of the State.
even her own sister and brother testified that was her wish (before mom and dad went on their publicity campaign)., HER brother and sister never said any such thing. Michael's brother and his brother's wife (different brother I think, but I'm not positive) said she said such things.
we will be slammed by the voters if we try to end the sanctity of marriage while damaging the constitution. Just my humble opinion.
Preserving the sanctity of any sort of contract requires recognizing that a defaulting party forfeits its contractual rights. Michael melted Terri's wedding rings, moved in with another woman, sired children by her, and pledged to marry her. Honoring the sanctity of marriage requires recognizing that husbands who do such things forfeit their rights as husbands.
I Will Shake And Roar
Judy Curmi
I received this message the morning following the death of Terri Schaivo. Terri died of thirst and dehydration in a hospital in Clearwater, Florida following the removal of her feeding tube. Clearwater is on the West Coast of Florida near St. Petersburg and Tampa.
[Isa. 59:14-19 NKJ] Justice is turned back and righteousness stands afar off; for truth is fallen in the street, and equity cannot enter. So truth fails and he who departs from evil makes himself a prey.
Then the Lord saw it, and it displeased Him that there was no justice. He saw that there was no man, and wondered that there was no intercessor; Therefore His own arm brought salvation for Him; and His own righteousness, it sustained Him.
For He put on righteousness as a breastplate, and a helmet of salvation on His head; He put on the garments of vengeance for clothing, and was clad with zeal as a cloak.
According to their deeds, accordingly He will repay, fury to His adversaries, recompense to His enemies; The coastlands He will fully repay.
So they shall fear the name of the Lord from the west, and His glory from the rising of the sun; When the enemy comes in like a flood, the Spirit of the Lord will raise up a standard against him.
My people, nothing you have gone through has been in vain. Everything has a Purpose. Nothing happens that is not taken into consideration in my Plans and nothing happens without my consent.
The LION is about to ROAR in such a mighty way that the whole world will be awakened from its slumber. The world has been slumbering for a long time and it will take a great shaking to wake them up. Hold onto me and stay hidden in me. Be sure not to be ruled by your flesh or your emotions, but inquire of me.
Man is not going to have the answers in the days ahead. In fact, people in positions of authority are going to have no idea whatsoever as to what to do when I, the King of Kings, start roaring and showing my mighty power. They will look at things through carnal eyes instead of the eyes of my Spirit. Therefore all of their choices or options will be BAD and their decisions will be WRONG.
I AM going to separate the holy from the profane. I AM going to separate those who belong to me from the world. People are going to have to make a choice and will no longer be allowed to sit on the fence or speak out of both sides of their mouths.
I said that your yea was to be yea and your nay, nay (yes or no). I will no longer tolerate people speaking in MY name and acting on MY behalf, but they listen to and follow the devil!
My Word is sharper than a two-edged sword. I am going to take this sword of mine and I am going to start dividing. Some will fall on one side and some will fall on the other. If you side with mammon or position, it will be the wrong choice.
Things are going to start happening very rapidly. Man will not have time to catch his breath, settle down or get back into old mind-numbing routines that have characterized the past.
I will shake, shake, shake. Everyone will know that something is "wrong" or that something "strange and amiss" is going on. Everyone knows if a fully-grown elephant is stomping and trumpeting at their doorstep! So it will be in the days ahead.
I will have MY way in the earth. I will establish MY kingdom and there is not one thing that kings or rulers can do to stop me. [Ps. 2] I AM going to reign in righteousness. The days of unrighteous rulers and unrighteous judges are about end. The days of corporate greed and stealing the rightful wages of workers and laborers are about to end. [Jas. 5:1-8]
I did not establish earth for man to trample on and destroy, or for a few to turn into their private playground at the expense of everyone else!
I have seen the many tears and I have heard the cries of pain and anguish that ascend from all over the earth. I AM about to answer and I AM going to answer in a very big way.
Your world is coming down, Oh man. Your King is coming and I will take charge. Everything is going to change. I will shake and I will roar. The corrupt and defiled will come tumbling down. NOW is the day. The hour is at hand.
IT IS THE DAY OF MY POWER.*
You may curse me, but you won’t mock me anymore. You may conspire as much as you please. Your plate will be left empty and your house desolate, for the Great I AM is on the way.
The Most High
*Ps 110 The Lord said unto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, until I make thine enemies thy footstool.
The Lord shall send the rod of thy strength out of Zion; rule thou in the midst of thine enemies.
Thy people shall be willing in the day of thy power, in the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morning: thou hast the dew of thy youth.
The Lord hath sworn, and will not repent, Thou are a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek.
The Lord at thy right hand shall strike through kings in the day of his wrath.
He shall judge among the heathen. He shall fill the places with the dead bodies; he shall wound the heads over many countries.
He shall drink of the brook in the way: therefore shall he lift up the head. [KJV]
Did a judge warn you not to put a drop of water on his lips? Did he warn you if you put a bite of food in his mouth and he chocked you would be charged with murder?
There is a difference in losing a loved one and having one murdered. Terri was murdered even as her parents begged and pleaded and fought for the right to take care of her.
Aside from that, I hope it's a long long long time before you ever have to lose a loved one. I still cry sometimes late at night for my Mother and I lost her back in 94. I think I will cry for my Mother until they lay me down for my last sleep.
What do you know? It's entirely possible that her brain was damaged in such a way that she was living in a state of bliss.
Equally, she may have been in torment.
You don't know.
The situation you describe with your father is a straw man: it has nothing to do with what happened in the Shiavo case.
As far as my morals are concerned, she was murdered by a probate judge and a man who was once married to her.
So. I don't need you, or any other of you federal government lovers telling me how to take care of my family.
I've "been there and done it" too, more than once, thank you. I still believe Terri was murdered. I wouldn't compare her case to the ones that occurred in my own family, or anyone else's.
Absolutely astounding. I pity the blindness of this nation and this people. My God. They really cannot see...they can't see. My God.
NOT her brother and sister.
No one is trying to tell you how to take care of your family. There is a big difference between losing a loved one and having one murdered.
Up is down and black is white.
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