Sunday, April 30, 2023


Here we are on a Sunday morning and what do we hear about?  A neighbor, angry that he had been asked to stop shooting his AR-15 so the baby could sleep, walks over to the family with the sleeping baby and murders five other members of the family.  Where does this happen? In Texas, of course, where any idiot or madman can buy one of these weapons of mass destruction.

 

What is wrong with us as a nation?  What is wrong with the cowards in Congress who think this is a great weapon to use in self-defense?  What are those great legislators shaking at their knees about? The NRA? Their constituents, most of whom believe these weapons should be banned?  What on earth are they afraid of?

 

And, of course, the governor will make some namby-pamby statement on thoughts and prayers.  But will the legislature do anything?  No, just like in Tennessee, or all the other states where you just can’t touch the sacred Second Amendment.  You’d think that Moses brought it down with the Ten Commandments.

 

Prayer for the Day

 

We cry out to you, O God, waiting for an answer, O Lord,
   An answer to the scourge of gun violence in our communities;
You must be there, somewhere, but all we have is silence,
   As people are murdered each day with guns.
God! Shake the foundations of those elected, who promised,
   To care for our families and our children
In the name of the One who cares for us all,
   Even Christ Jesus our Lord, Amen.

 

Thoughts for the Day

 

The bullet, an AR-15 is a .223 caliber, small and light, and when fired comes out of the barrel that would cross 6 football fields in a second.

As that bullet slows down,that energy is so massive it has to go someplace, and your body will literally tear apart.
     - Babak Sarani, Trauma Surgeon and authority on mass killings

 

How lonely sits the city that was once full of people!
   How like a widow she has become, she who was great among the nations!
      She that was a princess among the provinces has become a vassal.
For these things I weep, my eyes flow with tears, for a comforter is far from me,
   One to revive my courage; my children are desolate,
       For the enemy has prevailed.
      - Lamentations of Jeremiah 1: 1, 16