Are Muslims really a peaceful people? The images here were taken at rally on December 3rd, 2006 in London. It appears they were angry over Scandinavian periodicals of cartoons depicting the prophet Muhammad.
Now really… Why would anyone want to be at war with such peaceful Muslims???
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God is the most awesome artist… Just take a look at some of his art:
This place is located in Bakersfield, Ca. It’s just amazing!
See more of God’s artwork Here
It may be in a moment, or months of waiting, but soon I shall stand before my Lord. Perhaps this year.
Then in an instant, all things will appear in a new perspective.
Suddenly the things I thought important, tomorrow’s tasks, the plans for dinner at my church, my success or the failure in pleasing those around me, these will not matter at all. And the things to which I gave but little thought, the word about Christ to the man next door, the moment (how sort it was) of earnest prayer for the Lord’s work in far off lands, the confessing and forsaking of that secret sin, will stand as real and enduring.
5 minutes after I’m in heaven, I’ll be overwhelmed by the truths I’ve known but somehow never grasped. I’ll realize then that it’s what I am in Christ that comes first with God, and that when I am right with Him, I do the things which please him.
I’ll sense that it was not just how much I gave that mattered, but how I gave, and how much I withheld.
In heaven I’ll wish with all my heart that I could reclaim a thousandth part of the time I’ve let slip through my fingers, that I could call back those countless conversations which could have glorified my Lord, but didn’t.
5 minutes after I’m in heaven, I believe I’ll wish with all my heart that I had risen more faithfully to read the Word of God and wait on Him in prayer, that I might have known Him while still on earth as He wanted me to know Him.
A thousand thoughts will press upon me, and though overwhelmed by the grace which admits me to my heavenly home, I’ll wonder at my aimless earthy life. I’ll wish…., if one may wish in heaven, but it will be too late.
Heaven is real, and hell is real and eternity is but a breath away.Soon we shall be in the presence of the Lord we claim to serve. Why should we live as though salvation were a dream, as though we did not know?
To him that knows to do good and does not, to him it is sin.
There may yet be a little time. God help us to live now in the light of the real tomorrow!
To all the kids who survived the 30′s, 40′s, 50′s, 60′s and 70′s:
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and or drank while they were pregnant.
They took asprin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes.
After that truma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on doors or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had baseball caps, not helmets on our heads.
As infants and childresm we would ride in cars with no seat belts, no booster seats, no air bags, bald tires and sometimes no brakes.
Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank from the garden hose, and not from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread, real butter, and bacon, we drank kool-aid made with real white sugar, and we wern’t overwieght. Why?
Because we were always outside playing… that’s Why!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day long, as long as we were back home when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day long, and we were OK.
We would spen hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride them down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running in the bushes several times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have playstations, nintendos, or x-boxes. There were no video games, no 150 channels on cable, no video tapes or DVD’s, no surround sound, or CD’s, no cell phones, no personal computers, and no Internet or chat rooms.
We had FRIENDS, and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cuts, broke bones, knocked out teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from real dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB-guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls, and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friends house, and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them.
Little league has tryouts, and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with the disappointment. Imagine that!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of… They actually sided with the law!
These generations have produced some of the best rick-takers, problem solvers, and inventors ever.
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation, and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success, and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.
If you are one of them… CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives, for our own good.
While you are at it, share it with your kids, so they will know how brave and lucky their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it?
With hurricanes, tornadoes, fires out of control, mud slides, flooding, severe thunderstorms tearing up the country from one end to the other, and with the threat of bird flu and terrorist attacks, are we sure this is a good time to take God out of the Pledge of Allegiance?
Jay Leno
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