Proposing a Truce

Vanity | 6/27/03 | Antoninus

[Antoninus]

Friends,

In light of recent national and international events, it should be clear to most of you that the Christian underpinnings of western civilization are being knocked out from under our feet. Recent acts of judicial fiat in both Canada and in our own country have made it abundantly clear that the "post-Christian" world envisioned by anti-Christian radicals for centuries now may be close at hand.

Rather than continuing to scratch and claw our own eyes out over our differences (which will not, by the way, be resolved on this forum) I suggest that we call a temporary truce. Nearly all of us have the same cultural values including an abhorrence for abortion, a desire to raise our children free from intrusive and pervasive immorality, a revulsion at the "gay" deathstyle, and a desire to express our religious convictions publicly without threat of punishment.

If we continue on our current trajectory, is there any doubt that Christians will be reduced to the status of second class citizens? There are already whiffs of persecution emanating from Canada and some European countries. Are you truly prepared to face this threat if it arrives here? Of course, there is something to be said for being imprisoned and stripped of your family and possessions for expressing your Christian beliefs. But how many of us in our soft communities are ready to face the same trials that routinely confronted our early saints?

I maintain that there is much we can do to turn the tide. First and foremost, taking a cue from the citizens of Nineveh, we should put on sack-cloth and ashes (at least figuratively, if not literally) and seek personal repentence. Second, we must get active. If you're already active, prepare to become moreso.

The activity I'm proposing is not simply political, though that is a part of it. It needs to be evangelical--I accuse myself and my Church in general of going mainly soft on this issue. Indeed, many of the most celebrated evangelical Catholics are converts (!) And for you Evangelical Protestants, I challenge you to turn your fervor away from trying to convert pious and believing Catholics and train your theological cannons on the great and growing mass of secularized, sexualized youth. In short, I believe that a new, powerful burst of evangelization is the only thing that can save Western civilization from the otherwise unavoidable implosion of anarchy.

At any rate, if you think I'm being ridiculous or overstating the problem, just imagine we were back in 1990 and I told you that within 15 years, the Supreme Court would declare sodomy to be a constitutional right and that Canada would consider two homosexual men the moral equivalent of marriage.

If we unite, we can win. If we stay divided, we cede the victory to the forces of darkness. Your choice.

John answered him, saying: Master, we saw one casting out devils in thy name, who followeth not us: and we forbade him. But Jesus said: Do not forbid him. For there is no man that doth a miracle in my name and can soon speak ill of me. For he that is not against you is for you. (Mark 9:38)

[JesseShurun]

only if you sit on my lap, and don't mind them other galnesses gettin the green-eye

[CARepubGal]

Wow! Mormons do a good job proving their disconnect from the Body of Christ don't they?

[CARepubGal]

LOL! I cqan handle them. I kicked butt in the jello rassling contest down at the last chance bar and saloon next to the Wal Mart didn't i?

[JesseShurun]

jello rassling? be still my heart

[JesseShurun]

any jello raddlin' in our future?

[JesseShurun]

any jello rasslin' I mean, in our future? (I'm so raddled, I can't spell strate)

[CARepubGal]

Heh heh heh! I am thinkin' of applyin' for te Redneck Olympics but I can't quite get the beer cap hat makin' right.

[restornu]

Where have you been toots! For you a cherry pie and only a sliver for Ca....

[JesseShurun]

I had to teach them galnesses how to count like a redneck -- one tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor

[CARepubGal]

LOL! you get the shirt saying: "I'm not an alcoholic, alcoholics go to meetings" yet?

[restornu]

You must be close to the border!

[JesseShurun]

Oh, where have you been,
Jesse Boy, Jesse Boy?
Oh, where have you been,
Charming Jesse?
I have been to seek a wife,
She's the Resty of my life.
She's a young thing,
And cannot leave her mother.

[JesseShurun]

alcoholics have meetings? I'll be doubledogdanged

[JesseShurun]

I'm borderline, yes

[CARepubGal]

You learn new things every day!

[JesseShurun]

Well it's rainin' down in Salt Lake
And I got holes in both my shoes
Resty's put me on the street
She says "I'm through with you"
She thinks I'm gonna miss her
Someone tell her that she's wrong
I'm goin' back to Freeperville, boys
'Cause that's where I belong

I need one good ride in the General Lee with CaGal on my knee
I'll be satisfied
Come on Free Republic borderline
If we troll all night
She'll be comin' into sight
Come on Free Republic borderline

Well now I don't need no (Fifth Amendment) girl
Doggin' me around
I may be a son of Perdition
But I've still been to town
Well those Free Republic CaRepubgals
They always treat you right
Well tell mama and them that I'm comin'
home And I'm leavin' out tonight

I need one good ride in the General Lee
I'll be satisfied
Come on Free Republic borderline
If we troll all night
She'll be comin' into sight
Come on Free Republic borderline

So with two bibles in my pocket
And my thumb stuck in the keyboard
When I cross Jordan River, boys
I won't be back again

Give me old back roads and truck stops
And 18 wheels that whine
And some good ol' boy to take me
To that Free Republic line

I need one good ride in the Lee
I'll be satisfied
Come on Free Republic borderline
If we troll all night
She'll be comin' into sight
Come on Free Republic borderline

[CARepubGal]

What a great country song. All that is missing is jail and a dawg! I am so honored I might just cry.... :)

[JesseShurun]

The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the jailhose rock
you ain't nothin but a hound dog Mr Warden
and you ain't no friend of mine

[restornu]

"I worship the quicksand he walks in.
So long toots!

[JesseShurun]

lol, Happy trails, I'll be treading sand 'til we meet again