What is the point?
Here I sit again. It is 4am and I am at my desk staring at the blinking cursor on the screen. It seems to taunt me to use it to weave a story that tugs on heart strings or lights a fire under those that need the warmth of a good word.
My fingers simply hover over the keyboard, ready to type. Yet no words make themselves known. No thoughts seem to spark in this weary head. As the minutes and hours tick by, and with each blink of the cursor I grow more and more frustrated. My mind seems to focus on dried-up ideas, broken dreams, and lost hope.
Another wasted morning, another wasted day, another wasted week, another wasted month, year, life.
I am willing to do just about anything for the patriotic movement but is there a place for me in it anymore?
If you have been on this ride with me, you know I have been through a lot. But everyone goes through a lot. Through it all the content of our character matters.
It is easy to fall into negative thinking when you are down or struggling. I find myself still battling with feelings about my early experience with the patriotic movement. It has made me more skeptical which can be okay, as long as it is not allowed to develop into cynicism.
I refuse to allow myself to become the miserable old man on a porch somewhere grumbling about how it was better in my day. Cynical and judging others by standards I do not keep myself. Up there on my pedestal.
Burning bridges is much easier than building them.
I would rather be principled and ineffective than effective at being unprincipled.
It feels like I have been trying to chop a tree down with a baseball bat. I try to scream a warning to all, but no one is listening. Is that because we scream through the big tech social media megaphone? One they can mute or turn off completely if they want? Why try to spread the word where they control our reach?
Sometimes it feels like good men have disappeared back into the ether. Scandalous and unprincipled men remain standing with their hands out. Dancing for a donation, hat in hand. Anything for a dollar, anything for a view.
In some ways we run the same race, we just run it in different ways. After all, I want views. I like to convince myself I want them for different reasons, and I do believe that, but again, still the same race.
So, how does a principled Christian man get ahead in this world?
We do not. We get ahead in the next one.
Thought we find earthly rewards; we cannot expect them. In fact living a Christian life will turn the devil’s attention to you faster than living an evil one will. Some pastors would say it paints a bullseye on your back. Remember, the devil knows the Bible better than you do.
I will continue focusing on building up my treasure in heaven. I cannot allow the disappointments and struggles of this world to affect my will to continue. This is a noble fight, and a Christian one. There is no give up.
I do not expect to see American fully restored to a Constitutional Republic in my lifetime. This is a generational fight. Our job is to prepare the next generation for the fight that is no doubt coming.
As a movement we must return to our faith. We are winning more now than we have in many decades. Conservative wins do not make the news but the message is resonating with people. The giant is awaking from its slumber and shaking off the dusty propaganda. The tyrants see what is happening and grow scared. They will not relent, rather they will lean into their lies. Working more feverishly to convince we the people of their lies.
You see this more in the coming months. In the legacy media, social media, and anywhere else they can push their message of dependence on big government.
The left is realizing it may lose this fight so they are backed into a corner and desperate. They are going to turn the volume up to ten and try to drown out the truth because they cannot defeat it.
Do not allow them to panic you. It is going to get ugly. Really ugly, that is politics.
Our goal must remain focused on the restoration of our Constitutional Republic. Personal gain should not enter into that equation. In the end it does not matter to me if I get famous, if I get credit, if I get rich. I was never in this for those things. This has more to do with my passion for God, America, and my kids than anything else.
"Seek ye first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness and all these things shall be added unto you." Matthew 6:33
I tend to forget that. I want to find the answers myself, but we do not even understand that we are the problem. So we run around scatterbrained. We fool ourselves into believing we are trying to find a solution. Yet, in reality, we are really just running from God.
I think the answer is to move faster, but it is actually to slow down.
I think the answer is found out there somewhere, but it is really inside of me.
I wasted years trying to achieve what God is willing to give me for free.
We have to be quiet. Quiet our souls, quiet our surroundings, and listen. The question is not “is God speaking to us?”. He is always speaking to us.
The question is, are we listening?
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I pray for you, I hope God continues to bless your precious family.
I miss a lot of everything going on with you. I miss the live streamers on freedom corner. I listen and try to donate to some of the J6 political hostages. Praying for them without ceasing.
I have some serious health issues. Trusting God for healing. I have been without running water since before Thanksgiving. I can turn it on at the meter, so I’m not completely without water, but the leak is a gallon a second, so I try to everything in a few hours, then drive back down to the meter to stop the flow again.
I’m blessed even though my issues are difficult. I thank my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ for everything! I know that God is in control! Pray for me, I’ll pray for you! Joy joy joy!
Mags...how right you are...Our Lord God Almighty doesn't whisper to us through a mega phone...Every little thing He gives us for our pleasure like the morning song of the birds outside my window and the beautiful picture of sunrise with no two ever being the same...All the the little blessings he wants us to find joy in..as humans we are sinners and often fall prey to the whispers that ticket our ears... as your sister in Christ, you and your family are in my prayers