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Repose...

I sit in repose this morning...i sit in awe at the works and hand of God in my life...

I sit and ponder, reflect, ruminate, dig deep...why, you may ask...In one of those rare outings i spent the evening in good company at a movie I had heard nothing about, Irena's Vow. Set during WWII it followed the path of a young displaced woman and her vow to help Jews she came in contact with as a housekeeper.

Ah, my friends...we know not true suffering of the type the Jewish peoples (as well as anyone of colour or religion or of loving someone of the same gender) suffered at the hands of the Nazis...homes disrupted, stolen from, herded like cattle onto trains bound for death...

We know suffering, I have known deep suffering yes, however, we have not known war of this kind...children snatched from our arms to be killed at your feet, or standing with your family in the gas chambers knowing death is shaking hands with each one, saying your final goodbyes.

After the movie, my companions and i sat in silence as people exited the theatre...we sat in awe of the bravery of each one, of the selflessness portrayed, of the absolute capricious evil that lived within the heart of one nations army. I sat struggling to hold back emotion that threatened to spill over...tears leaked from eyes full of reminders of who we are and why we are still here living free. For the brave who went before and stood against evil, against tyranny, dictatorship and death.

My sleep was rife with thankfulness, with gratitude as i woke periodically...with song as i made a midnight trip to the bathroom...history is our teacher...how easily we each forget what went before, how easily some would speak against the Holocaust and its terror, it's reign against a nation of people who lived in peace, in love, in harmony...persecuted for their religion, for their possessions and livelihood...

We spoke after of present day politics...of a quote from the movies main protagonist on slowly taking away freedoms while giving hope for more until like sheep they are herded into pens to be slaughtered. We spoke on present day evil, of corruption, of a country headed for unrest, for upheaval unless change is implemented.

We spoke on abusers who follow closely the politic thinking of a most evil man...of manipulation tactics and outright physical terror.

I spoke on doing nothing...saying nothing...standing not for those who have no voice...of a country losing grip on what is right and true...

“The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing,” Edmund Burke

We must take a stand or be swept away with the masses turning a blind eye...culpable in our own silent way...how then do we live with ourselves when children are being sold like cattle, women are beaten and tortured with impunity...we are a country lost and adrift without purpose...powerless to make changes until we stand as one against evil deeds and actions done in plain sight.

We have a police force swamped, traumatized, exhausted from battling these insidious peoples damaging our children. It is happening my friends, never be fooled...'Sound of Freedom' was a sound bite, a drop in a well so deep it bears resemblance to Mel's Hole in Washington state...no bottom, no end, just a deep and perfidious pit full of sick, twisted souls who delight in things we would, if presented with, retch in disgust and revulsion.

Dear friends...I pray you hear my heart this morning...I sit in judgement of myself, not any of you...I plead in hopes of changing one heart, in hopes of starting a movement to eradicate the dross, the filth of grievous harm done to innocents all over the world but most especially within our own beautiful country. May your eyes be open, may your heart yearn for more, may your spirit rise in righteous anger and seek justice.

God be with you today and each day forward as you walk the walk, talk the talk...may your heart grow in stature and love...

 
 
 

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