Thanksgiving Time with an Axe to Grind.

Thanksgiving Time with an Axe to Grind.


Seven Months Ago...

I wrote a little note.

And then....

A Friend invited me to be a part of a Conservative Writers Group.

He asked me if I might write, for them.

And, I agreed.

But, alas...

As it came to pass,  I wasn't good enough for them.

Or, maybe, it was because I wasn't "good enough."

Maybe, just maybe, it was because I wasn't, "mean enough." 

Or, maybe, it was because, I wasn't "focused" enough.

Or, maybe, it was, because, rather than targeting, I was targeted. 

I was condemned.

Unloved.

Mocked.

Mad fun of.

Neglected.

Threatened.

Rejected of men.

I was even told that I was not a writer.

Ha!

Oh, ye cruel spirit, who sought to mock.

Ha!

And, then, I was told that I was not allowed to write about God.

Ha!

I was accused of being a "religious writer."

Ha!

Only "political talk" was allowed, and, not "God-talk."

 OMG!  

And, then, I wasn't allowed to write, like a poet.  I wasn't allowed to exercise, creative.  
 
 And, well, that, took kind of took the joy out of volunteering for the guy.

RESTRICTIONS, LIMITATIONS, UNJUST ACCUSATIONS.

But, heck.

So, what!

"Greater is He that is in Ye, than He that is in the World."

Said the Master of all Masters, and the Lover of a Lovers, in Truth, and in Love; Love greater than.

and...

"Rejoice and be exceedingly glad when all men speak evil against you, for great is your reward.."

(Not of this earth.)

"Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, when, even the one son of Sandinista parents, grown "conservative" gets mean against you, in the name of seeking "political writers," devoid of Christ.

Oh, maybe he wasn't really wanting my writing to be devoid of Christ; Devoid of God.

And, I know, I know, even my own Mother doesn't like me to talk, what she calls, "God-talk."
 
Even so...

 God is worthy.  God is Love.  God is able.  God is greater than all these things that bother.

God, who is God, is greater, than, grumpy man, or woman, for that matter...

God, who is God, is greater than, the man or woman, who has a chip on his or her shoulder.

God who is God, is greater than, the accuser man, seeking harm, and hurt.  Not, tenderhearted.

Seeking, "squish!"

God who is God, is greater than, the liar man.  God who is God, is greater than, the brute.

God who is God has an invitation, even greater than Insulting Cheap-o-man, high stressed.

No matter, how, "nice" that, man, is, at first appearance, or, no matter if he feigns, "sorry."  

Ah, Miscommunication, perhaps, it was.    Or, maybe it really was, pure, ugly, ugliness.

Agent of the Sinister force.   Devil tempting.  Devil taunting.  Devil's Masterpiece inflicted.

In any event, seven months have gone by.

And, now...

Here I am, back where I began.

Thoughts of An American Woman.

On the heal.   And, on the heel.   (Ah, yes, the woman crushes the serpent with her heel!) 

Thanksgiving-Time and Thanksgiving-Tide; Oceans, and Oceans and Oceans of God's Love.

My Tithe.

My Time.

My Meager Offering to the ALMIGHTY HAND, November 22nd, 2012.

MY GOD.   CREATOR.    THE GREAT DIVINE DIRECTOR.   The Great Physician.

The Author and Finisher of Life.

FRIEND, NOT FOE of God who is God, within me.  Even, God as Writer Unconfined.

Friend of Womankind.  Friend of mankind.  Friend, of humankind.  Friend, not unkind.

Yes, I have an axe to grind.

Thanksgiving Time with an Axe to Grind.

"The Pen is Mightier than the Sword," was I, once, told.

Sharpening, Sharpening, Sharpening...

Sharpening the Sword of the Sacred Word; God's Gift to US, this Thanksgiving time.

Practice.

"Let the Chips Fall where they may" --as the Axe does fall well placed, by the woodcutter-good.

Yes, I'm not the perfect writer.  In fact, I'm the unwritten writer.  I'm a very unwritten writer.

In true confessions, besides,  I'm not perfectly a "California Conservative" -- (what ever that is.)

Nor am I perfectly "conservative' by any measure.  (Or, so, some might "diagnose" or, "analyze.")

 Certainly not by the measure of the son of some Central America Anti-God-Government Rebel parents, "Converted" to, Christian Conservationism in the deep south of Louisiana, am I "conservative."   Well, maybe he was converted to, "Capitalism" above, "Communism."   You know, those, "converts" to a new "faith" --even the "faith"' of a "Capitalist," can be pretty darn, "zealot." 

Oh, I don't know his childhood.

That's between he and his wife; and he and his God.  I was never under his employ, anyway.

Grump. Grump. Grump.

Thanksgiving Time with an Axe to Grind.

And, as it appears....

Thanksgiving Time with a Chip on my Shoulder, this California Girl, That I am, that I am.

Ah, Gratitude.

And, an Axe that needs sharpening.

Right use.  Right application.  Right livelihood. Right mindfulness.  Right action.  Right aim.

PURPOSE.

An Axe well placed, by the hand of woodsman, good, that invites the chips to fall where they may.

The Natural Course.

God-Directed.  God-Given Intelligence-Driven. God-Given Intelligence-Given. God-Design.

The Woodsmen of the World.

I am a daughter of...

The Fraternal Order of, "The Woodsmen of the World,"  call me what you will.

"Holly of Hollywood" in exile, far spent.  

I am my father's daughter... oh, God help me to be...  

A daughter of a United States Marine, of Honorable Discharge.   My Daddy and me.

Call you what me will.

I am an American Woman.  A girl. 

"Liberal." 

Liberal in love.

And, liberal in grump.

 Liberal in chips on my shoulders, no doubt.

Yet, accused of being "conservative" by friends.  The locals accuse, "conservative."

Yes, accused of being "liberal" by foes.   Accused, "conservative" by other foes, once friends.

I am an American Woman.

Thanksgiving Time with an Axe to Grind.

"Let the Chips Fall where they may" is not meant to be cliche. 

 Oh, ye, woman-kind, let, "no man take thy crown" I would advise.

Even, as I would advise that of myself.

"So, what!"  "So, what!" "So, what!"   So, what, that there are men who despise me.

"What is that to Thee? Follow thou me!" Jesus, sweet Jesus, friend of Womankind, friend of Mankind, friend of Humankind advised.  (I think it was Jesus who advised...) 

So, what if all the world hates you? So what, if all the world despises you? And rejects. So, what?!!

"Greater is He that is in Ye, than, he that is in the world"--even this Thanksgiving Time.

Thanksgiving Time with an Axe to Grind.


Seven months of "bloggers block" --"blog writers block" after being rejected of men--Ha!

Oh, I don't need to waste my time, or yours. It's the book that needs to be written, not, blog.

Thanksgiving Time with an Axe to Grind (is not the title of my book, but, it's a start.)

I write not to be writer, approved of men, or man, but, rather to be writer, approved by God.

I write, if I write, for love of God.  And, for the love of my fellow man, and for the love of my Dad.

So, help me God!

And, if that makes me "conservative" so be it.  And, if that makes me a, "lib" -so be it.

And, if that makes me "religious"  --Ha!   And, if that makes others hate me, then, "So, what!"

Thanksgiving Time with an Axe to Grind.

I've Got Dog!

I've got dog! 

Not to eat! 

But, to love and be loved...

My Daddy's Doggie was lost and now he is found!


Thank you 
for 
Your Love!


"The Will of God is good!"

More to Follow!

Holly 

P.S. Thank you also for your Listening Ear!

P.S.S.

URGENT

Action needed:

Please Pray for a Miracle in Venezuela

(don't stop)

IMPORTANT

S.O.S.

INNOCENT

Humanity Cries Out!


VENEZUELA

One Solo Voice...

NOT

all the people there

are 

for

"THE BAD GUY"

("MARXIST DICTATOR" BO's BUDDY ="BAD GUY")

Who is coming to Venezuela?  From where?  Mexico? Iran? Terror? "THE BEHEADING PEOPLE TYPE AND LET THE HEADS DECORATING THE CORNERS OF THE STREETS TYPE...  ACCORDING TO... AND COMES TO PREPARE... TO CONVERT THEM IN RUTHLESS ASSASSINS...  AND DASH AGAINST INNOCENT CITIZENS VENEZUELANS... " 

URGENT TO TAKE ACTIONS IMMEDIATELY

PRAYERS

We don't want this ANYWHERE IN AMERICA

NORTH OR SOUTH 

EAST OR WEST!

THE INNOCENT PEOPLE

 OF VENEZUELA

CRY 

OUT

S.O.S. !!

"Saint Michael the Archangel Be Our Defender In Battle"

AMEN

Urgent News 4/21/2012 via a Friend of a Friend of a Friend. 

Reality Check

So, What Can I Tell You? 

My Little Blackie is Gone. 

And, so...

It makes me think.

What did I do wrong?

Did

I

Not

Exercise the Heart?
(love enough)

Did

I

Not

Care the More?
(reach out)
Did I not reach out while Life provided..
demanded
cried
out
?

Did
I
Not


Hear
?


Did
I
Not


See
?
It makes me think.

Oh, God!

I 

Did Wrong.

I lost the Greatest Gift there Was.

The Gift of my Daddy's Puppy Dog Full of My Father's Love, and God's.

Little Blackie of Happiness 

Galore

But not for me was this Gift

Given

But

Rather

For

GOD.

"Dare to Vote"

Oh

What does that Mean?

Trying to Save COUNTRY...

I 

Lost

DOG

"Dog is my Co-Piolt" 

is

An understatement.

Yes.

All of God's Creatures

are 

Gods.

I 

Was

Given to Be Just Stewart of 
My Daddy's Puppy Dog


Blackie McNabb



And, I failed.

I

Lost 

DOG.

Did someone take my little Puppy Dog
?  
Was he stolen from me
?


Or, 


just plain and simply


"LOST"


?

Or, 

was 

this 

"God"


?

Whose Fault?

"The Devils"


?
(perhaps, perhaps not.)

George Bush or Obama's or, Perhaps Romney's 
Fault
?
NOT
.
(distraction)
.

Whose Fault is it that Little Blackie is Lost?

My X's
?
Not

"All My Fault?"

In Any Event

When

You 

Vote

Rather than "TYRING TO SAVE THE WORLD"

Please

Vote

Your

Heart.

It Need Not Be a Dog Eat Dog World.

LOVE COUNTS

And

Though

You 

Be 

but

One

PERSON

teeny-tiny

and

not

 "BIG WIG"

(perhaps)

and


Though you 
not 

be

a 

"FAT CAT"

or 

even

if

you

are
(fat cat significant )

VOTE 

 "San(c)torum" 

In YOUR PRIMARIES

And

Please 

Remember

DOG.

Dog=Love

Please don't eat the Daisy's.... 

And, please don't eat my Dog.

AMERICAN  CULTURE 101 =LOVE

Love=God

    http://www.legacyconnemaras.com/McNabs.html           


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Little Blackie McNabb Puppy 


of 


My Father's Heart and God's


and 


of 


My Heart.


Little Blackie Puppie Dog


of


My Heart 


and


My Dad's


by


The GRACE of GOD


was 


not 


insignificant


and


Isn't.


He is Significant


though 


he


be 


but
a


 Puppy 
Dog
dog


Dog=Love


VOTE


San(c)torum


Vote


LOVE 

Vote Love where Ever You Are

in 


your 

"Primaries"
(yes)


but


also


in


your

LIFE


every moment
cherish


HOLD FAST
to
That Which Is Good.



Even as I am given REALITY check of such


Little Blackie


Lost
...


(The Life that beats my heart is not mine to abort)
"Life on Loan"


God-Given


"Holy Purpose Not Forgot"
(not sanctimonious, but, san(c)torum.)


Not
SANTORUM
of
THE GOOD OLD BOYS
"party"
(GOP)


Not
Man Separate


Not
Man Aborted


Not
Man Abandoned


But San(c)torum  
of
God's Heart 


holy purpose not forgot
America
Just Stewarts
of
this
Holy Land
God
Blessed


Even as Little Blackie 


Elemental Being


Was and Is 


Dependent
on
The Strong
.
daughter of God
(not strong)

Just Steward
to which I was called
invited
(S.O.S.)
in
teeny-tiny
measure


In Real Life
not cyper


WARMTH
in
PERSON


not
"divorced"
not
"divided"


CALLED
to
LOVE
(invited)
by sweet invitation

in


Real Life


REALITY CHECK 


AMERICAN CULTURE 101 


 DOG= LOVE

Please don't eat the Daisy's.... 

And, please don't eat my Dog.

AMERICAN  CULTURE 101 =LOVE

Love=God

    http://www.legacyconnemaras.com/McNabs.html

Baby Beautiful

Sweet

Commentator Jackie Mitchell:  Good points here. When I was a radical environmentalist in the early nineties and lived in Missoula, Montana, I was also pro-life. This was the only position that made logical sense to me. I got lots of negative feedback from my leftist friends. It is strange when someone thinks a fish egg should be protected, but not a tiny human. I am no longer a radical environmentalist after I educated myself about the true agenda behind this movement. I am still pro-life."

Too Cute

Beauty

http://liveactionnews.org/opinion/narals-wild-rhetoric-about-the-susan-b-anthony-list-smacks-of-desperation/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/liveactionfilms/5804704117/in/set-72157626775602673

OPINION  www.liveactionnews.org

NARAL’s Wild Rhetoric About the Susan B. Anthony List Smacks of Desperation

By Kristi Burton Brown

It’s usually the desperate who resort to baseless name-calling.  If truth, right, good, and even real power are really on your side, you have no need to stoop low enough to smear someone you oppose to rile up your own base.  You have no need for wild rhetoric.

It’s one thing to call your opposition out for misinformation, bad facts, lies, or just plain cruelty (like killing unborn children).  It’s quite another to do what NARAL has just done to the Susan B. Anthony List in an email letter.  While the SBA List is certainly strong enough to stand up for themselves, the crazy ideas put out in the letter by NARAL’s President, Nancy Keenan, are worth refuting.

Below are excerpts from the letter, with the most outrageous parts highlighted:

It’s time. The fight has begun, and women’s rights hang in the balance.

Rick Santorum is out, and anti-choice extremists have tapped a new leader in the War on Women: Mitt Romney.

This morning, the radical anti-choice Susan B. Anthony List announced its endorsement of Romney, and pledged to spend $10 million to elect him and defeat President Obama.

Show these zealots that their $10 million won’t silence us.

We have to show these anti-choice extremists that we won’t let them buy this election.

Our research shows that key blocs of women voters in battleground states are turned off by the extreme views of anti-choice radicals like the Susan B. Anthony List.

(Notice how many highlighted parts there are.  I had to hold myself back.)

Let’s get a few things right here.  First, Nancy Keenan, I’m a woman, too.  Don’t tell me that my rights hang in the balance now that the SBA List has endorsed Romney.  Pro-life presidents are not anti-women.  You think those two terms are synonymous, but they’re not.

Abortion should never, ever, ever, in the history of all mankind, have been classified as a woman’s right.  Why?  There’s probably a million and one reasons.  Here’s three:  1)  Not all women want this “right.”  In fact, I’d argue numbers that are clearly becoming a majority don’t want it.  We’re tired of how abortion has hurt our fellow women.  2)  Men are fathers and should have a right to save their children’s lives.  3)  Most importantly, abortion kills a separate, unique, living individual.  The pro-life/abortion issue is about the right of an innocent human being to remain alive and not be killed—a right every one of us should equally enjoy.

It’s pretty desperate for NARAL to go down their list of smear names and try to call SBA List every one in the book.  Can you see them in their dark back room now, asking each other, “How do we include every one of these names in one, short letter so the public feels like the SBA List is out to attack us AND them?”  Then, when they figure it out, they rub their hands together in glee, masking their desperation through empty rhetoric and sophomoric phrases.

I’m joking, of course, but really, NARAL, is this the best you could come up with?

Extreme?

Radicals?

Extremists?

Zealots?

Extreme?

Radical?

Did you know that every single one of those words could be applied to you, too?  You think the SBA List and the rest of us are “extreme” in our views about protecting every human life?  You think we’re “radical” about the equal right to life?  You think we’re “zealots” because we don’t give up on the cause until every person is allowed to live?  Well, you’re extreme for demanding that abortion on demand, for any reason, be completely legal.  You’re radical about opposing any and all restrictions to abortion and guidelines for abortion clinics.  You’re zealots because you refuse to give up, even when you’re losing ground.

There, we’re equal now.  Tit for tat.  Maybe now we should start focusing on the real issues.  Not on your opinion that we’re extreme.  Not on our opinion that you’re extreme.  Calling an opposing side “radical”  without proving how they are does nothing.  Of course they’re radical in your opinion.  But you’re radical in theirs!  That’s the nature of the beast.  Stop whining and show some proof.

Calling names without evidence never helps anyone.  It sidesteps the real issue of women and babies and innocent human life.  The truth is a discussion that can help people.  Name calling, not so much.  That just speaks of desperation.

One more thought.  Maybe, NARAL, it would do you good to read this article:  “Words and phrases that smart people should stop using.”  Here’s a sample of what the author writes:

When it comes to politics, people are all about the sensationalism. As most three-year-olds have figured out, negative behavior and throwing tantrums is a good way to get attention fast. In politics, this behavior often takes place as the misuse and abuse of language. Make something out to sound worse than it is, and then have a tantrum over it…. This is a great tactic for causing an uproar and distracting people from real issues.

She also has a really good idea about your new favorite phrase “the war on women”:

The use of the word “war” in the context of American politics belittles the real war against women in Egypt and other countries. This is yet another example of how language is misused to rouse emotions rather than focus on the facts and attempt to arrive at a suitable solution

ABOUT KRISTI BURTON BROWN

Kristi Burton Brown is a pro-life activist in her home state of Colorado, a pro-bono attorney for Life Legal Defense Fund, an allied attorney for Alliance Defense Fund, and a stay-at-home mom. She is married to the amazing David Brown, and together, they have the cutest baby girl in the world! Kristi loves her Savior, Jesus Christ, speaking out for the truth, reading historical fiction, scrapbooking, politics, and cooking.