Priceless Gifts

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For my friends,

the following is a children’s Christmas book I wrote and was published in 2012.

 I hope you will share it with your family! Have a very Merry Christmas!

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Wishing you a New Year full of priceless gifts! See you in 2016!

 

 

 

 

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A Soldier’s Christmas Wish

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Christmas is the time of year when candle-lit windows and freshly fallen snow seem to filter and soften the rush of everyday routines, allowing the most basic blessings, faith and family, to zoom back into focus. Simple traditional activities like trimming the Christmas tree, assembling a jigsaw puzzle, and lingering in a kitchen warmed with the smell of freshly baked gingerbread, create lasting memories that even the most hardened of adult hearts will always remember and cherish.

It is a tender time, when young children peer out their bedroom windows to see the twinkling stars that remind them of Jesus’ birth, and a magical time when staring at the large yellow moon might reveal a glimpse of Santa’s sleigh and his reindeer dashing across the moonlit sky.

On these same Christmas nights, American troops around the world are looking up at the same stars and moonlight; soldiers who harbor a deep longing and constant concern for loved ones, but who have the sense of duty and courage to fight for what is right, soldiers who pray for world peace and safe return home, but who know that the ultimate sacrifice for freedom may have to come at a priceless cost.

Marine First Lieutenant Leonard Smith Isacks of New Orleans left behind a wife and three young children when he embarked for the Pacific. On December 17, 1944 he typed out a letter to his two sons, explaining why he would not be joining them for Christmas that year. It is a letter from a man who knew he might never make it home, a far-sighted sentiment that challenged his children to live up to the ideals they believe in.

Even though written over seventy years ago, the letter’s wishful message is even more poignant today; an enduring appeal that still speaks volumes for those soldiers stationed in faraway places who will be apart from their families on Christmas day.

My dear little boys,

I am writing you today, just a week before Christmas eve, in the hope that you will get this little note at Christmas time. All of this coming week will be holidays and I can just imagine the fun you will be having, especially when you know it is just a few days before Santa Claus will be coming. If it were possible, I would like to come down the chimney myself, and crawl right into your stocking, wouldn’t that be a surprise? I would enjoy it even more than you, but since your dad is far away and Santa Claus has only the reindeers that will fly through the air, I’m afraid we’ll have to let Santa Claus use them. After all, he has so many places to go in such a short time.

I won’t be able to give you a Christmas present personally this year, but I do want you to know that I think of you all the time and feel very proud of the way you have been helping your mother while I am gone. I know that it is only natural for young, healthy and strong boys like you are to want to play and have fun all of the time; but I do want you to think about helping Mummie, because it is so hard for her to do everything while I am gone. I know that you would like to give me a X-mas present too, so I will tell you what you can do, and this will be your X-mas present to me. Everyday ask Mummie if there are any errands you can go on for her, and when there are errands to run, say “sure Mummie” and give her a big smile; then during the day, go up to your room and look around, if there are toys scattered all around, or you left some of your clothes on the floor, pick them up; also, when Mummie is busy trying to clean up the house, don’t leave her by herself, but ask Mummie if you can help take care of baby sister. If you will do these things for me that will be the finest X- mas present that you could give me. Oh yes, and CC, are you eating your meals like a real man now?

Well my boys, I guess you often wonder why people fight and have wars, and why lots of daddies have to be away at Christmas time fighting when it would be so much nicer to be at home. That’s a hard question to answer. But you see, some countries like Japan and Germany have people living in them, just like some people you and I know. These people want to tell everybody what they can do and what they can’t do. No one likes to be told how to live their life. I know that you certainly wouldn’t like it if one of the boys in the neighborhood tried to tell you what church you should go to, what school you should go to and particularly if that boy would always be trying to “beat up” some smaller or weaker boy. You wouldn’t like it, would you? And unfortunately, the only way to make a person like that stop those sort of things, or a country like Japan and Germany, is to fight them and beat them…and teach them that being a bully (because after all that’s what they are) is not the way to live and that we can’t put up with it.

What does all of this mean to you? Just simply this, my boys, Dad doesn’t want you to ever be a bully, I want you to always fight against anyone who tries to be one; I want you to always help the smaller fellow, or the little boy who may not be as strong as you; I want you to always share what you have with the other fellow; and above all, my boys, have courage, have courage to do the things that you think are right. To do these things, you need a strong body and a brave heart; never run away from someone you may be afraid of: if you do, you will feel ashamed of yourself and before long you will find it is easy to run away from the things that you should stand up and fight against. If you and lots of other boys try to do the things that Dad has been talking about in this letter, it may be that people will not have to fight wars in the years to come and then all of the Daddies in the world will be home for Christmas and that is where they belong.

Perhaps, some of the things that I have been talking about…you don’t quite understand, if you don’t, Mummie will explain them to you, as she knows….

A Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year…God Bless You,

Daddy

On the morning of February 20, 1945, one day after United States Marines invaded the Japanese-held island of Iwo Jima, First Lieutenant Isacks was crouching in a foxhole about 300 yards from the beach when he was wounded by Japanese mortar fire. Unconscious, with severe wounds to his head and left arm, he was evacuated to a hospital ship offshore. He died the following day and was buried at sea. He was 34 years old.

Thank a soldier this Christmas by never running away from someone you are afraid of! Stand up and fight!

Merry Christmas to our troops and may God grant all their Christmas wishes!

*The letter can be found in the archives at The National D-Day Museum in New Orleans, (“My Dear Little Boys”)

Immigration and Obama’s Jihad On America

 

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In September 1947, ’47, the Magazine of the Year, published an article contributed by Juanita Wegner, who had just become an American citizen. Her deep sense of euphoria about living in a nation with so many freedom’s was reflected in her heartfelt testimony. Wegner had spent most of her life on the run from the Fascists of Austria, Italy and Argentina, and all her life she had wanted to become an American.
After being granted her citizenship at Federal Court, the judge, a gray-haired man with a gentle voice, reminded Wegner to never forget what it means to be an American because “those of us who were born here or came when we were children, sometimes forget that.”

Wegner soon realized what the judge meant as she began to listen to her neighbors complain that almost two years after the war, sugar and avocados were still not available, and that one had to shop at two or three stores to get the groceries they needed. She heard complaints about the shortage of maids and that closets were too small and a much larger house was needed.

Wegner’s view of America was seen from a fresh, unspoiled, perspective. She saw “little houses, neat and proud, with gardens and laughter, where you didn’t have to be afraid at night that somebody would come in the door and take your father away (as they did mine) nor frightened that every mail might bring new restrictions to be obeyed or else!” These were the houses where Wegner first heard the President on the radio, the first political discussion she had ever heard, “where everyone was saying what he thought, even youngsters….no one was afraid!”

Wegner was grateful. She was now a citizen of a nation where persecution and hunger, were replaced with freedom and opportunity, and her one wish was “to go up to everybody I meet and say: ‘Aren’t we lucky to have this chance! Let’s never forget it!’

Today, many have forgotten what it is to be an American. Freedom is taken for granted, laziness is rewarded, gratefulness has been replaced with thanklessness, charity has been tarnished by profitability, and becoming an American and all it stands for is no longer important to immigrants.

A disappointing fact is that many Christian non-profit organizations are involved in helping ungrateful immigrants for less than charitable reasons, and are gaining huge profits from lucrative contracts with the federal government to “resettle refugees” (the UN term for immigration) to the United States. In 2015, the State Department, through the Bureau of Population, Refugees and Migration, and the Office of Refugee Resettlement, spent more than $1 billion on resettlement programs, much of which goes to voluntary agencies (VOLAGS), or non-profits, such as; Catholic Charities, Lutheran Social Services, World relief Corporation, Church World Service and Domestic and Foreign Missionary Service of the Episcopal Church of the USA (also referred to as Episcopal Migration Ministries).

Five of the top nine VOLAGS are Christian non-profits. The other four are Hebrew Immigrant Aid Society, International Rescue Committee, US Committee for Refugees and Immigrants, and the Ethiopian Community Development Council.

After providing three to four months of resettlement services to illegals, these not-for-profit VOLAGS stop providing services and are no longer required to keep track of the refugees or their location within the United States. Unlike the past when grateful immigrants tended to assimilate in neighborhoods near the churches that helped them, and then became some of their most passionate parishioners, many of the immigrants today refuse to assimilate and instead prefer to retain their own culture, their own god, their own places of worship, their own laws. They do not aspire to become Americans and in fact once here, feel empowered by political correctness to denounce the American way of life and demand special treatment.

The charitable groups advocating for mass immigration have become government facilitators, federal subcontractor’s being paid to do Obama’s dirty work, and have lost sight of their primary mission to provide services for the needy at home. Timothy in the Bible says, “But if anyone does not provide for his own, and especially for those of his household, he has denied the faith and is worse than an unbeliever.” (1 Timothy 5:8)

America’s poverty rate, especially along the Appalachian stretch, all the way from southern New York to northern Mississippi, has dozens of little towns that are so impoverished they look like they have been through the war, thanks to Obama’s relentless assault on the coal industry. More than 40 percent of the population there, including three-quarters of those with children, are experiencing a seemingly hopeless situation with factory shut-downs, higher utility rates, higher food and transport, and deplorable education. Should extreme poverty exist in a country that is spending billions to attract and provide for foreigners who refuse to pledge allegiance to our flag and the Constitution of the United States?

Immigration in its present form must end because it is being exploited to accelerate the demise of America. Every act of terrorism committed by improperly vetted “refugees” will only serve to advance the left’s calls for gun control and our loss of freedoms. It is Obama’s Jihad on America!

Christmas is a special time to give thanks to God because,”Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above (James 1:17) and to remember just how lucky we are to be Americans!

Somedays, we forget to look around us,
Somedays, we can’t see the joy that surrounds us,
So caught up inside ourselves,
We take when we should give,
So for tonight we pray for,
What we know can be,
And on this day we hope for,
What we still can’t see,
It’s up to us, to be the change,
And even though we all can still do more,
There’s so much to be thankful for…

 

Who We Are

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Over and over again, America’s CEO, Chief Egotist Obama, repeats the phrase; “That’s not who we are!” when referring to Americans.

Just who does Obama think we are?

The answer lies in “Rules For Radicals” written by Saul Alinsky. According to Alinsky, America can be divided into what he termed as the “Trinity” or three social classes; The Haves, the Have-Nots, and Have-a-Little, Want Mores.

The Haves in America are Obama’s corporate fascists, the 1% with all the power and wealth, the upper class that Obama has fundamentally helped gain super elitist status through his “social justice” programs, oppressive regulations, and transfer of wealth. The cream of the cronyism crop.

The Have-Nots are Obama’s dependent government-hand-out-grunts, the poor underclass who must stay poverty stricken so they can serve as obedient slaves to Obama’s racist whims, including young, could be his son, hoods who are being fed Soros dollars to help support the ‘Black Lives’ movement against the “privileged” white Christian middle class.

Then there are the Have-a-Little Want Mores, the middle class majority who Alinsky describes as “materialistic, decadent, bourgeois, degenerate, imperialistic, warmongering, brutalized, and corrupt; the “hard hats, police, fire, sanitation workers, schoolteachers, and much of civil service, mechanics, electricians, janitors, and semi-skilled workers are in this class,” the class Alinsky also describes as politically lazy, illiterate “do-nothings.” This is the segment of the population who are Obama’s “that’s not who we are” take the blame gang.

Based on Alinsky’s teachings, Obama began his political career in Chicago where he was a community organizer, a professional neighborhood agitator. While there he was supported by fellow Chicagoans Bill Ayers and Bernadine Dohrn, the former leaders of the militant left-wing Weather Underground, neighbor Louis Farrakhan, the leader of the Nation of Islam, and all the other Alinsky-ites who share a common hatred toward America and everything it stands for.

After being groomed by these nefarious political operatives, Obama was then swiftly propelled to the presidency, a position that offered him the unique privilege and position to better humanity and inspire an entire generation of Blacks. Instead, for the last almost seven years, Obama has chosen to adhere to the Alinsky model, preferring to enslave Blacks by making them victims of his Marxist ideology and agenda to hinder, not help, struggle, not solve, instill fear, not hope.

Every bow, every apology tour, every treaty that takes away our sovereignty, every regulation that persecutes Christianity, every racist insinuation, says a lot about who Obama thinks we are. It is time to set the record straight. That’s not who we are.

Who we are, are Americans who hail from a long lineage of courageous patriots who had a passionate desire to live without tyranny, the same desire that brought George Washington to his knees while praying for Divine Providence and protection, and who refused to accept failure. Who we are, are Americans with the same resolve, patriots who refuse to be denied the natural and inalienable rights granted to us by God.

Who we are, are Americans who refuse to listen to Obama’s media whores and live in the shadow of their fear mongering and politically correct propaganda. Who we are, are Americans who will fight against Obama’s planned Islamic invasion and illegal wave of immigrants who are coming here to suck off the system, subvert our culture, terrorize, and kill our innocent fellow Americans. Who we are, are Americans who know that the most dangerous war right now is being waged on American soil, on the American people.

Who we are, are citizens of a Republic that has a Second Amendment entitling every American the right and duty to bear arms to defend themselves and limit the power of a federal government gone astray. Who we are, are citizens waking up; there were more guns sold on Black Friday than on any day in record,185,345 requests for firearms submitted in one day. Who we are, are Americans who plan to fight for our freedoms, and although we pray it does not come to that, we stand ready and prepared, for God will give us the strength and courage to do what is right and just (Proverb 21:3) and will never forsake us.

During this Christmas season, Americans will joyfully celebrate the birth of Christ and fall asleep while counting our blessings…because that is who we are.

May God Bless America and our brave Troops, for freedom is not free.