Our home is where everyone runs in an emergency. Our adult children have their own places, but they know there’s a place with a room for them in an emergency. They come over when their electric is out, when their appliances break, when their local water gets tainted, when they need to use our garage to repair their cars in winter, and they also lend the old folks their own youthful strength and energy when we need help. Since our government is determined to interfere with our freedom and prosperity, we are making our own plans to care for ours and us as best we can.
One of my close relations recently died. She had an abortion in college, and it haunted her until her death, in her 70s. She left the church and became a Wiccan (a witch). You could see the life and hope drain out of her throughout the years. Before her death I tried to lead her to Christ, but she refused, saying it was because of the abortion. She rejected the idea of repenting and accepting forgiveness. I got the feeling she felt like she needed to be punished.
I’ve known women who have had abortions, found forgiveness in Christ, and went on to live good lives. And I’ve known other women who have had abortions, and devote their lives ensuring other women can experience this life-long hell. They become martyrs to the cause, end up hard and bitter, and want to spread the pain.
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What I don’t understand is how the media is reporting she legally purchased the AR-15. How? She had a history of mental illness and a criminal record!
Could it be that HE had a history of mental illness and a criminal record, but he presented himself under his female alias at the gun store? When people claim a new identity and get new IDs, do their criminal records follow them?
Reminds me of a time a man in our MICU had esophageal varices, which are varicose veins in an esophagus, typically secondary to liver cirrhosis. They are characteirzed by EXPLOSIVE and projectile bleeding, due to backed up venous blood flow impeded by a hardened liver. The poor patient splattered the wall, a good 12 feet away.
I don’t know if that’s this guys problem. But I’ll never forget that experience.