Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Unmasking the Liberal Agenda of Death


When I was growing up, my parents owned a store in the tiny town that shared our zip code.  Dad sold guns, ammo, tack, grain, used furniture and whatever else happened to come in to the "Horse Trader".  He also sold hunting and fishing licenses and was the town's only UPS drop.  Although the Horse Trader filled a niche in the local economy, perhaps its greatest contribution was that of a meeting place.

Every small town, especially isolated mountain towns, need a place for people to come together.  It is in these meeting places that lives are shared and burdens lifted, and that the woes of the world are passionately discussed.  The Horse Trader, with its homemade wood stove, bottomless coffee pot and locally made pastries was the very hub of community influence.

As a child and young adult, I spent many hours in the Horse Trader.  I organized and dusted and poured coffee.  And I listened.  I listened while conservatives ranted about eroding freedoms and liberals decried social injustice.  I listened while opposing sides discussed current events, mocking the others' lack of intellectual capacity.  I listened and I thought and I came to my own conclusions about the world around me.

Through the years, I have continued to follow current events.  I have continued to listen to opposing sides each trying to convince the people of their particular truth. I have filtered these "truths" through the empirical truth of God's word, and in the process, I have come to see the true agenda of the political forces at work in our world.  And what I see is death.

On the surface, the constant stream of propaganda fed to us by the media appears to promote unity and peace, safety and tolerance, however,  beneath the veneer of this great deception lurks the true agenda - death, on a massive scale.

Consider the facts.  Our progressively liberal academic and political masters, along with their public relations branch - the entertainment industry, preach a continual sermon of tolerance and safety and understanding.  We are supposed to tolerate an invading Muslim population, along with hordes of border-crashing foreign nationals, under the guise of sheltering displaced peoples.  The daily barrage of misinformation convinces us that we are treasuring life by sheltering the unfortunates.  They tell us that anyone who would choose to close our borders and protect our citizens are cruel and hateful, bigoted and privileged.  They tell us that they love their fellow man, implying that we live in hatred.  The truth?  The very people the liberals require us to shelter have cultures steeped in bloodshed.  Muslims, since the time they were called Moors, and before, have terrorized the world with hatred, radical intolerance and a wholesale bloodlust.  Every society that has embraced Islam, or has accepted Muslim refugees has been thrust into Islamic compliance or death - there is no middle ground.  There is no tolerance.  Compliance or death.

And what about the border-crashing foreign nationals?  They too, bring death.  Severed limbs wash up on our shores and dismembered bodies litter our streets.  Rape, murder and terror accompany these lawless predators.  And our liberal authorities continue embrace these purveyors of death, welcoming them in and giving them the keys to our cities.

But wait, there's more.  Liberals proclaim their love of life by encouraging mothers to rip their children from their wombs.  That is the deception - they speak of life yet promote the death of entire generations. 

Blood is running in our streets, yet the progressives are not satisfied.  They need - they require more death.  After flooding our cities with violence, engendering a generational entitlement mentality and promoting mass addiction, our liberal leaders now seek to relieve us of the ability to protect ourselves.  They have unleashed a massive storm and are actively dismantling our only shelter.

The cry for gun control has grown louder and louder as society crumbles and decays.  The liberals, the elites, the media and the "useful idiots" all tell us that we need to do away with the Second Amendment - that we need to be "safe", that guns kill.  What they don't tell us is that guns in the hands of citizens save lives.  What they don't tell us is that freedom will cost something, but tyranny will cost everything.  

Yes, with the freedom to keep and bear arms, people will die.  That is the cost of freedom.  But when the government disarms the people, the result is death - death on a massive scale.  Think of Nazi Germany, Syria, Botswana, and the list goes on.  And that seems to be the liberal agenda - death.  The  progressives narrative is that they are trying to save lives by disarming the population.  That is deception at its finest.  The truth is that our freedom to own guns saves lives.  A repeal of the Second Amendment would, in fact, cause blood to run in the streets.  Without the right to keep and bear arms, America becomes just another third world country, subject to the whims of  corrupt leaders.  Our protests will be with rocks and sticks - and their response will be with bullets.  Death will come on swift wings.

The liberal agenda isn't an agenda of life - it is an agenda of death.  Liberals love death - in all its forms.  Their policies promote the death of families and businesses.  They promote the death of economies and societies.  But mostly, they promote the death of people.  

I choose life.

Sunday, February 18, 2018

Whispers of Winter


Unlike Little Shouse on the Prairie, where winter roared and bellowed, winter at Caer David has come to us in whispers, enveloping us in a perfect Narnia.  Softly falling snow and brooks bubbling through frozen ledges of ice have replaced the ground blizzards and rafter shaking winds.  Days huddled inside by the wood stove have been replaced by treks through a gloriously bedazzled winter wonderland and al fresco hot cocoa enjoyed beside a roaring bon fire.  The savage roar of the elements has been replaced by the gentle whispers of winter.

The snow has boxed us in and given Caer David a cave-like atmosphere

Our window tunnel

Miss Serenity stirring cocoa with one hand and making whipped cream with the other


Preparing the motoring basket

Homemade S'mores cookies....

Chicken salad sandwiches.....

Coffee cake and oranges!

Almost ready!

Heading to the bon fire

Getting set up - we even have music!

A perfect time to enjoy each others company


Even the dog was invited!

With his famous "Smarl"

The alcohol burner is keeping the cocoa warm

And the treats are ready

Hot cocoa with fresh whipped cream!!!  Yum!

Dad brought his coffee to the cocoa party!!!
We have so enjoyed living back in the mountains after what seems like a lifetime's exile.  We have wondered at the quiet beauty and drunk in the life-giving, soul-feeding presence of this place.

I hope winter is whispering its life-giving beauty into your soul.  Enjoy it's quiet solitude.

Saturday, February 10, 2018

Our Life in Pictures

And our life continues.....here it is in pictures!

The Snug in Caer David

The Snug from another angle

Plenty of water in our back yard!!


The new slaughter trailer for the butcher shop!


I've been reorganizing the office at the shop

It works very nicely with the new counter


We go through about 8 large loaves of bread - a week!!!

And this LARGE jar of homemade granola!

Yum - with freeze-dried raspberries!!

And still - Friday Night Pizza


Lover of Hounds
Our Gentlemen Adventurer

Tuesday, February 6, 2018

Holy Ground


Eight months ago, when we began this new adventure, we believed that we were building a business. We thought that this chapter of our life would center around building a future, not only for ourselves, but also for our children.  We knew that we would work hard, pull together, and create something out of nothing.  And that, we have done.  However, God has done so much more.....

Our lives have been turned upside-down, and every step of the way we have seen the fingerprints of God.  Little Shouse on the Prairie sold, when, in fact, that was impossible.  The ONLY commercial real estate in the small town where I grew up was owned by a man that I graduated from High School with, and he just happened to be willing to sell.  We had a home to move in to, that just a year ago wasn't even here.  And we had son whom doctors said would never see or walk or hear, not only willing but able to take the lead and run a butcher shop.  God provided us with a Brother (our pastor) who worked with us EVERY day, for 4 months, rebuilding our dilapidated service station, and He provided my father who engineered our entire rail system.  Every step of the way God made the impossible possible.  And every step of the way, we would worry and stress and worry some more.

Master Hand Grenade bossing the job
As we walked through the terrifying unknown, we began to call upon the name of the Lord, not just day by day, but minute by minute.  We began to know that we, indeed, were the same, scared, unfaithful children that the Children of Israel had been during their exodus from Egypt.  Every step of the way God had shown Himself faithful, leading us with His mighty right hand.  And every step of the way, we had continued to worry and fuss, showing ourselves to be faithless children.

Cutting the wall to put in a door

Putting our in our 4 foot by 11 foot cooler door!!




And then, finally, I looked at Sir Knight and said "I don't believe that God is building a business, I believe that He is building men".  All of the construction and the planning and the stress and the worry was nothing but God's way of building our family into children that seek after Him, that know His goodness and His faithfulness.  During the course of the last 8 months, we have traded stress and worry for peace and faith.  Numerous times over the summer and fall Sir Knight and I would look at each other and say in awe and amazement "We are standing on dry ground".  Every problem, every impossibility, every struggle - we walked through on dry ground.  As we put the last rail into place, the last FRP panel on the wall, I turned to Sir Knight and said...."We are not just standing on dry ground, we truly are standing on Holy ground".



We have crossed the Red Sea, but there is a great expanse of Wilderness in front of us.  We are a brand new business, and there is a famine - but we are putting our trust in the One who owns the cattle on a thousand hills.  God isn't in the business of building businesses, He is in the business of building men.  And as He builds this family, we truly are standing on Holy Ground.

Sunday, February 4, 2018

Mourning the Age of the Motherhood



Motherhood....a relic of an unenlightened male-dominated culture, designed to suppress the rights of women and limit their participation in the superior functions of an advanced society.  Or so they would have us believe.....

Civilized behavior has abandoned our society.  We are a nation undone.  Our children are floundering, our populace is angry and our leaders are the very worst of us.  The guiding influence that helped shape our nation has been stripped of honor and value, and has been replaced by a vile imposter - feminism.

Motherhood, throughout the ages, has been the shaper of nations.  As mothers have guided their children, so have the nations have followed.  Mothers have brought civility to the uncivilized and hope to the hopeless.  They have created homes worth coming home to and lives worth fighting for.  It was for home and hearth that great wars have been fought and for the love of family that sons and fathers have sacrificed their lives.

Mothers, by their very nature, teach civility and gentleness.  Men, in turn, can be a brutish lot.  Society thrives when the masculine is balanced by the feminine - and who can provide that balance?  Mothers of course.

And now, the refining presence of motherhood is being replaced.  It is being replaced by loud, arrogant, uncivilized and quite frankly, coarse, feminists.  They riot in the streets and shout from the halls of congress.  They demand equality with men while abandoning their already unparalleled position of power.

As I read stories of feminist activists rioting in the streets, hurling insult as their fists are raised in defiance, I think of Proverbs 14:1 - "The wise woman builds her house, but with her own hands the foolish one pulls hers down".  And I realize that with every woman that abandons her post, giving the mothering of her children over to the State, the television or the Internet, we, as a nation, are pulling our house down with our own hands.  While motherhood builds a nation, feminism tears it down - and now, after years of a failed social experiment, our nation is getting ready to crumble.

Without mothers that are willing to pour their lives out for their children, create homes for their husbands and guide their families with civility and integrity, our nation will continue to crumble until we are little more than a cesspool of lost humanity.

And how are we to be remembered?  As a nation who lost it's mothers.....

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

What You See Isn't What You Get


If I were to take the news at face value, I wouldn't be able to face one more day.  It seems that the raunchier, the greedier, the more ruthless people are, the more famous, successful and wealthy they become.  Our society consistently rewards the very worst of us - and in our ignorance, we rush to emulate them.

I was reading in Psalms the other day, and this passage struck a chord; "For I was envious of the boastful, when I saw the prosperity of the wicked.  For there ware no pangs in their death, But their strength is firm.  They are not in trouble as other men, Therefore pride serves as their necklace; Violence covers them like a garment.  Their eyes bulge with abundance; They have more than heart could wish.  They scoff and speak wickedly concerning oppression; They speak loftily.  They set their mouth against the heavens, and their tongue walks through the earth." Psalm 73 3-9.  Sound familiar?  Just look around - our politicians seek to oppress our liberties and continually prosper at our expense.  Our celebrities are proud and their eyes bulge with an abundance gained from us, yet they scoff at our values and reject our principals.  In our upside-down society, rather than elevating what is good and what is just, the most depraved among us occupy the seats of kings.

As I was talking about the truth of what I see around me, my dad made a comment - "Satan likes to reward his followers".  A simple enough statement, to be sure, but it really made me think.  In John 12:31, Satan is referred to as "the prince of this world".  And, of course, when Jesus was tempted in the wilderness, who was doing the tempting?  Satan.  And what did he have the power to do?  Offer Him power, money, position!  He was offering to Jesus exactly the same things that he has offered to all of our politicians, celebrities, athletes and influencers -  but they've accepted.

The more I thought about these things, the more I realized that what you see truly isn't what you get.  On the outside, it seems that the wicked and ruthless and immoral of our society thrive and prosper - but Satan has deceived them with the greatest of lies.  They are dead.  All of their power, their money, their fame and their success will follow them to the grave and their rewards will turn to dust.  Their eternity will be one of weeping and gnashing of teeth.

Do not lose heart!  Do not let the appearance of the world blind you to the truth of God.  Our eternity is sure - an eternity where there will be no tears, no hunger, no pain.  Our eternity is beyond comprehension.  Know that the wicked, the boastful, the proud have only today - and today is nothing compared with eternity!  

What you see isn't what you get......

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

A New Chapter - the Grand Opening!!


Finally, after a summer and fall of hard work, numerous challenges and cooler and freezer mishaps, we opened our doors for business.  Our Grand Opening was held on November 20th, however, we had already slaughtered 2 steers and had a number of deer in the cooler by "opening" day.

It has been an amazing adventure.  Sir Knight has been learning the art of butchering (from Master Hand Grenade) while I have been setting up the office and bookkeeping procedures.  Miss Serenity has been slaughtering animals while Princess Dragon Snack has learned to wrap.  Master Calvin scrapes steaks and labels packages.  Although we thought we were building a business, it turns out that God has been building men and women.  He has built our faith and our perseverance.  He has brought us to the edge of ourselves and called us near to Him.  It has been the most rewarding and the most terrifying time of our lives.

Every day is a new adventure.  We are still learning to juggle a business and a family and a whole new life.  And we continue to grow and learn and do the next thing.....


Sir Knight, Miss Serenity and Master Hand Grenade




Where we bring animals into our building

Princess Dragon Snack and Master Calvin wrapping and labeling

Cooler full of meat

Our Grinder

And saw

And cuber

Sir Knight bringing in a half of beef on our rail system

Grinding burger

The second grind