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Showing posts with label Freedom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Freedom. Show all posts

Sunday, July 4, 2010

What is Freedom? - An Independence Day Poem


Freedom



Freedom-What does it mean now to man,
When we fulfill the Lord’s greater plan?


We fight our rival's and then decide

To proudly honor all those who've died-


Friend’s who suddenly turned into foe,

Some not knowing which side they're to go-


Soldiers fighting o’er battle lines


Police put a stop evil crimes;

Troops wait to see what each day shall bring;

Freedom-It’s an interesting thing.


Some had it taken from their close grasp,
Others held strongly to freedom’s clasp.


Wives care for children while all alone
Waiting for their soldiers to come home.

Some say “Set one ruler for them all!”

Some say government shouldn’t stand tall.

When is it okay to be the lead?

When will we see that Christ’s our great need?


Our liberty’s now being taken-

Our bright path to God, is now shaken-


Fighting for our land-this brave kingdom-

And all this-In the name of freedom.


And then there’s other’s who just don’t see

They should cry to God on bended knee.


Evil‘s stalking as thieves in the night-

Freedom-Let’s go and finish the fight.

Kelsey Hoppman


7/2/10
 

                                             We are one Nation Under God... 

...May God Bless America!





Thursday, June 17, 2010

Why Eagles Fly, and Chickens Flutter


















by DON WILDMON,
AFA founder and chairman emeritus

Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, the eagle and chicken were very good friends. Everywhere they went, these friends went together. It was not uncommon for people to look up and see the eagle and chicken flying side by side through the air.


One day, while flying, the chicken said to the eagle, “Let’s drop down and get a bite to eat. My stomach is growling.”


“Sounds like a good idea to me,” replied the eagle.


So the two birds glided down to earth, saw several animals eating, and decided to join them. They landed next to the cow. The cow was busy eating corn but noticed that the eagle and the chicken were soon sitting on the ground next to her.


“Welcome,” said the cow. “Help yourself to the corn.”


This took the two birds by surprise. They were not accustomed to having other animals share their food quite so readily.


“Why are you willing to share your corn with us?” asked the eagle.


“Oh, we have plenty to eat here. Mr. Farmer gives us all we want,” replied the cow.


Well, the eagle and the chicken jumped in and ate their fill. When they finished, the chicken asked more about Mr. Farmer.

“Well,” said the cow, “he grows all our food. We don’t have to work at all.”


“You mean,” said the chicken, “that Mr. Farmer simply gives you all you want to eat?”


“That’s right,” said the cow. “Not only that, but he gives us shelter over our heads.”


The chicken and the eagle were shocked! They had never heard of such a thing. They had always had to search for their food and work for shelter.


When it came time to leave, the chicken and the eagle began to discuss the situation: “Maybe we should just stay here,” said the chicken. “We can have all the food we want without working. And that barn over there sure beats those nests we have been building. Besides, I’m getting tired of always having to work for a living.”


“I don’t know about all this,” said the eagle. “It sounds too good to be true. I find it hard to believe that one can get something for nothing. Besides, I kinda like flying high and free through the air. And providing for food and shelter isn’t so bad. In fact, I find it quite challenging.”
Well, the chicken thought it over and decided to stay where there was free food and shelter. But the eagle decided that he loved his freedom too much to give it up, and he enjoyed the consistent challenge of making his own living. So, after saying goodbye to his old friend the chicken, the eagle set sail for the wild blue yonder.


Everything went fine for the chicken. He ate all he wanted. He never worked. He grew fat and lazy.


But then one day he heard the farmer say to his wife that he was yearning for fried chicken. Hearing that, the chicken decided it was time to check out and rejoin his good friend the eagle. But when he attempted to fly, he found that he had grown too fat and lazy. Instead of being able to fly, he could only flutter. So the next day, the farmer’s family sat down to chicken dinner.


When you give up the challenges of life in your pursuit of ease and security, your ability to fly turns into a flutter.


And that’s the reason eagles fly and chickens flutter.






Friday, October 30, 2009

The Rugged Cross of America


Here is an paper I wrote, based on the 10/09 World article. (a Magazine with a Christian side on world news in case you were wondering)
 After writing it, I was inspired to write a poem that had to do with the subject.
 Let me know what you think!
 God Bless,

Kelsey


The Rugged Cross of America








The rugged cross stands faithfully in the California Mojave Desert. For 75

long years it has stood, representing all of the brave solders who died in World

War I. This small, six foot cross, has been there, as a strong tribute, and shows

where America stands as a nation, as well as where our hope and belief should

be founded.

There are people that know what it stands for, and continually have shied from

the truth, making it out to be something it is not; turning this simple wood

cross to a monster in our changing land.


After 75 years, this veteran memorial has been transformed, by court order,

into boxy pieces of plywood, in the ACLU’s* attempt to cover the cross up.

Mathew Staver of Liberty Counsel, saw clearly the ACLU’s plan, as he

apprehensively stated: “From a cross to a plywood covering is the evolution

the ACLU would like to see with regards to our nations religious heritage.”


This matter is being brought to the Supreme Court, and they shall decide the

fate of the staunch cross, whether it should be unveiled, to stand proudly in

Mojave Desert once again, or if it should remain covered up in it‘s boarded

jail.


A small issue this may seem, but if looked into further, it reveals a much

bigger problem. As Representative Randy Forbes, who attended the arguments,

stated fearfully: “If this case goes the wrong way then virtually every cross on

display across the country


could be subject to attack.” But there is a deeper issue still- not with the cross,

or even with the people who are against it in general, but a problem with our

whole world view. A problem with our nation. A problem with the way

America is being conducted in our “modern age.” It seems, the further we go in

time, the more we stray from our biblical


foundation. The foundation that was the only means of a strong nation. Our

foundation was on biblical truths; the forefathers of our nation knew that it

must be this way, or divided, they would crumble.

   As the cross now stands, lower courts have invalidated the transfer, and

conservatives are hoping for a five to four high court ruling in favor of the

cross.


Whether or not the cross is moved, remains boxed up, or stands free in the

open air, our country still  hangs in the balance. America’s time is growing

short.

Kelsey A. Hoppman



11/28/09
*American Civil Liberties Union
 
The Rugged Cross of America- a poem I wrote as well, to go with the article.
 (By-the-way, Mojave is pronounced Moe-hav-ee)
 
 
The Rugged cross, for solders, in Mojave desert stands



There it stood for many years, but others had their plans.






This wooden war memorial, points to heaven’s blue sky


The solders buried in the ground, for justice shall they cry






Fists clenched for war, sin yells to flesh saying “This cross cannot stay!”


All signs of Christ shall disappear, as justness fades away.






Others who follow this dark cry, tread paths of evil deeds.


And as this cross struggles to stand, may we be on our knees.






Look up now, America, at our fading homeless land


Where our dear crosses everywhere-America shall band.






This country founded on the truth now lies deep in the dust.


Instead of Christ, our country leans on greed, deep sin, and lust.






May the rugged cross you see today call you to fight.


Christ as our guide, we’ll march on now our land be made to right.






As others are deciding now the fate of that staunch cross


If we stand back our land will be, for sure, a deep, dark loss.






Though a small cross seems little now, remember where we’ve been.


Though mistakes made, we must act now to get crosses back again.






Kelsey A. Hoppman


10/30/09