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"Talk to Bob Ministries" - The man who talked with God!

So you think you gots it Made, eh?

Where to start? Okay, several years ago, before my retirement from a very stressful job, Corrections, I had a hankering to have some property where I could go and hang out, and not in a rainforest, lol. West of Kamloops is a Development called Thompson River Estates. Property lots of around 10 acres were still available for in the neighbourhood of $40,000.00(25 cents US). I went to the Bank and set up a Line of Equity for a hundred grand, just in case the Wifey said yes. Not to be, so had to put the whole dream on hold. But I still liked(even today, camping in my car overnight sometimes when visiting the Loops) the area so I would drive out there and just hang out for hours, enjoying the scenery and solitude, or so I thought. Ahaah. Evil eyes were watching, eventually confronting me and my intentions. Like the Old West, they swooped in, one truck in front of me and one behind, blocking my retreat. What the blue blazes I thought. I had been parked on a dirt side road in an area of basically no one around or so I thought. Apparently these guys had a girlfriend living nearby who was intimidated by my presence. Poof, there goes that bubble. After a few tense moments, with me explaining who I was and my reason for being there, even challenging them to call the RCMP, they skulked off. Okay, change of plans.

Nearby, on the other side of the Thompson river is a town(inky dinky) called Walhachin which sits on the eastern part of a broad bench land above the river. One special thing about this is the fact two railroads exist here, one on each side of the Thompson River, the Canadian National on the north bank and the Canadian Pacific on the south bank(sadly, both are owned by capitalist stooges). Having worked as a Brakeman for the CPR in the early 70's, this also intrigues me and adds to the flavour of being there. My favourite spot was between the CPR tracks and the paved road to Walhachin, across from which was a large and open field of alfalfa, reminding me of the prairies I grew up on. On the north side of the river, just off the Trans Canada Highway, there are several undeveloped lots, and I would sit over there sometimes, viewing the said open field , river and surrounding hills. U guessed it. After many months of such activity(keep in mind I am near absolutely no ones peace of Paradise)here comes this car down the road to nowhere(only a barbed wire fence separating us from the Trans Canada Highway), again blocking an escape route, not that I was intending to do such. Whereas the former malcontents were more native looking, these dudes looked like Bikers. The big intimidating fellow did all of the talking(until the end)and basically threatened me with bodily harm(called my actions perverse, really?) if I were to come back. No amount of persuasion on my part had any effect, with him even comparing my being there to them parking on a street in front of my house(Dah, it's a free country. Whatever turns your crank.) At a stymie and them looking not to leave anytime soon, I finally blurt out, "Are you guys Christians"? Well talk about a reaction. The quiet one goes into a tirade(this guy had a bandana and fit the "Biker" look to a tee) about why would you ask that and i'm not a nut ball, etc. Man he was upset. Anyway, this seemed to break their power and with a final warning, off they go. Free at last. I had told them I would indeed return if I felt the need and meant it, although once something like this happens, it takes the peace and joy away, hey, the devil's favourite occupation, lol. So when i'm staying in the area, I park at an overlook to the west which surveys the entire valley.

Okay, fast forward to the present. This last summer I was visiting a favourite part of the world for me, Southern Alberta, replete with numerous Ex-Railway Towns, some now non-existent. The area i'm talking about extends from Hwy 41 to Hwy 4 east west, south of Hwy 61, approximately 20 miles above the American border. Now this is desolate country in places, with a no occupied look in most places on the eastern section. Hwy 41 leads to the Wild Horse Crossing, with Hwy 4 leading to the Sweet Grass/Coutts Crossing. There is one in between, Aden, a no more out of the way place imaginable. Nearby here on the American side are the Sweet Grass Hills, an anomaly observable from many miles in either direction. Snuggled up to these is the Writing on Stone Park on the Canadian side. This is where the Northwest Mounted Police controlled thieves sneaking across the border in the late 18 hundreds. And to this area I am attracted, especially the eastern section where the old railway crosses the 41(Basically no lights visible at night. An area that reminds me of the stretch of US 56 through New Mexico between Clayton and Springer, which I travelled often on my treks to the US of A). In 86, the rails were still there, but today, only the rail bed is remaining. Almost every year and sometimes twice, I used to visit, preferably in the August heat. So this year(2017) finds me camping out for a whole day(two nights), just enjoying the solitude. If it wasn't for grain trucks, the Hwy would almost seem abandoned. Alone at last, but wait, eyes are watching once again. The next day I take the most southerly road in Alberta(mere miles above the border, and hey, no illegals}, just south of the railway. It passes by a now abandoned agricultural research ranch( saw a rattlesnake on the road nearby a few years ago) called "One Four" and includes a sort of off road excursion and comes up to Hwy 501, the main east west gravel road in that part of Alberta. And here I meet the Eyes. Stopping for a moment on my trip back to Edmonchuck, I see a truck coming out of a farm yard ahead me, across the road, which shortly ends up parked beside me. A nice fellow this time. He had seen me the day before as he was hauling cattle on the 41. Amazing or what as this is 40 miles away. Poof, there goes the dream of illusionary solitude again. He and I talk about our history, and he even nose my friend who had 36 sections near Manyberries, and who he sold it too, lol. Guess I don't need to go there either anymore. I once had visions of owning a quarter of land here too, but God has graciously removed that need. After all He owns all the land and I am His son, he he. By now you have guessed that i'm a desert man, liking to go up the mountain to be alone with God, my bestest Friend, Selah. And this is my wish for you too, amen. Some pics of the area.

Dr. Jim Denison Info:

This is how abortion advocates view the nearly sixty million lives ended by abortion since 1973. Many cite rape and incest as justification for their position. However, as of June 8th, 2017, there have been 404,332 abortions in the US this year; only 3,922 were due to incest or rape.

The National Association for Shoplifting Prevention (its existence tells us this is a serious problem) reports that one in eleven Americans are shoplifters. Many become addicted to the "rush" of getting away with their crime; 57 percent of adult shoplifters say it is hard for them to stop even when they're apprehended.Enter facial-recognition software, which uses biometrics of known shoplifters from store databases and police logs. Every visitor's face is tracked automatically and compared at thirty frames per second. A match is sent to employees' smartphones. One company says its software has reduced shoplifting by 91 percent.

Why would terrorists make Ramadan a time to escalate their violence? Ramadan is the ninth month on the Islamic calendar. Muslims believe that Muhammad received the first of a series of "revelations" that became the Qur'an on the seventeenth day of Ramadan in the year AD 610. For this reason, the month has always been holy to them (Qur'an 2:185). The month begins eleven days earlier each year on the solar calendar; this year, it extends from May 26 to June 24. During this month, Muslims fast from their first prayer of the day (at dawn) to the fourth (just after sunset). They also refrain from smoking and sexual relations during the day. They pray more fervently during the month and increase almsgiving. Their increased fervor is not just to honor the month—it is also to receive greater rewards for themselves. Muhammad is believed to have preached a sermon on Ramadan in which he said, "Whoever performs an obligatory deed in (this month) shall receive the reward of performing seventy obligations at any other time." A Taliban spokesman recently stated, "Our fight is Jihad and an obligatory worship. And every obligatory act of worship has 70 times more reward in Ramadan." We can expect further attacks this month as radical Islamists seek reward in heaven for committing atrocities on earth.

Sir Roger Moore passed away Tuesday at age eighty-nine. He was most famous for his portrayal of James Bond in seven films from 1973 to 1985. I was surprised to learn that he was three years older than Sean Connery, the first James Bond. Connery paid tribute to Moore, stating that their relationship was "filled with jokes and laughter." Pierce Brosnan, the fifth Bond, called him "a magnificent James Bond." Daniel Craig, the current Bond, quoted the theme song from Moore's 1977 film, The Spy Who Loved Me: "Nobody does it better."

In The Valley of Vision: A Collection of Puritan Prayers and Devotions, we find this prayer for the valleys of life: Lord, high and holy, meek and lowly, Thou hast brought me to the valley of vision, where I live in the depths but see thee in the heights; hemmed in by mountains of sin I behold thy glory. Let me learn by paradox that the way down is the way up, that to be low is to be high, that the broken heart is the healed heart, that the contrite spirit is the rejoicing spirit, that the repenting soul is the victorious soul, that to have nothing is to possess all, that to bear the cross is to wear the crown, that to give is to receive, that the valley is the place of vision.

There are 1.6 billion Muslims in the world In my experience, the relationship between violence and Islam is a complicated one that cannot be explained fully in an essay as brief as this Daily Article. I've therefore written a paper on this issue titled Islam: A Religion of Violence or Peace? which you can read here. I'll summarize my view briefly but hope you'll refer to my longer essay for a fuller explanation. The Qur'an was given to Muhammed in two phases. The first (AD 610–622) was received when he lived in Mecca and is known as the "Meccan phase." It contains 124 commands for Muslims to tolerate those who do not share their faith, with statements such as "let there be no compulsion in religion" (Qur'an 2:256) and "to you be your way, and to me mine" (Qur'an 109:6). The second came when he lived in Medina (AD 622–32) and is therefore known as the "Medina phase." It requires Muslims to defend Islam (Qur'an 2:190, 192) and calls them to "fight and slay the pagans wherever ye find them" (Qur'an 9:5). Many scholars describe radical Islamists as "Medina Muslims." Some Muslims follow the doctrine of "abrogation" (from Qur'an 2:106), claiming that the Medina revelations requiring violence supersede the Mecca teachings on tolerance. Others believe that each verse in the Qur'an must be accepted as equal in authority. Still others teach that the Medina verses were necessary for establishing Islam but are not authoritative today. According to Gallup, only 7 percent of the Muslim world can be considered "radical" or "militant jihadist." This does not mean that seven of every one hundred Muslims in America are radicalized. The percentage would be much higher in Egypt or Saudi Arabia and much lower in Morocco or the US. This is still a frightening number, of course. Seven percent of 1.6 billion Muslims is 112 million jihadists. But it is not equivalent to the larger Muslim world. It is difficult to claim that militant Islamists represent all Muslims when they are killing vast numbers of their fellow Muslims. We should also note Gallup's report that tips from the Muslim-American community are the largest single source of initial information to authorities about terrorist plots. It is tragically true that radical Islamists can cite significant portions of the Qur'an in defense of their atrocities. But it is also true that many Muslim leaders have publicly rejected their theology and their crimes. How should we respond? As I explain in my paper, we should cooperate with Mecca Muslims to defeat the radical ideology of Medina Muslims. We should work tirelessly to defend ourselves from jihadists who would commit further acts of terror against us. And we should pray daily for spiritual awakening to sweep the Muslim world. Scripture says of Jesus, "There is no other name under heaven given among men by which we must be saved" (Acts 4:12). Have you prayed today for Muslims to meet Jesus?

One: We can expect such attacks to continue. As I am writing this morning, police have just evacuated a shopping center in Manchester, where witnesses heard a "big bang." British police have said they are making an arrest every day on average in connected with suspected terrorism. Radicalized Muslims believe that the West has been attacking Islam for centuries. Since Britain and other Western countries are democracies where we elect our leaders and support our military, they consider us complicit in this perceived attack on their religion. Thus, they believe that there are no "innocent" victims in the West. Terrorists strike at targets that are most likely to terrorize us. As Prime Minister May noted, the attack "stands out for its appalling, sickening cowardice, deliberately targeting innocent defenseless children." Two: If the attacker was Muslim, he or she does not represent Islam. Radicalized Islamists are a small minority of the larger Muslim world. They have killed many more Muslims than non-Muslims. Muslim leaders continue to condemn their atrocities. For example, Harun Khan, secretary general of the Muslim Council of Britain, said of the Manchester attack, "This is horrific, this is criminal. May the perpetrators face the full wrath of justice both in this life and in the next." Three: We must pray for spiritual victory against our spiritual enemy. Radical Islamist groups seek nothing less than global conquest for their religious ideology. As followers of Jesus, we are on the front lines of this spiritual conflict. We must pray daily for spiritual awakening in the Muslim world and especially among jihadists. This battle will be won on our knees. Erasmus noted that Satan hates nothing so much as for his evil to be used for good. Today and each time terrorism makes the news, let's turn such tragedy into intercession. In fact, I invite you to join me right now in praying for those victimized by the atrocity in Manchester. Pray for British leaders and police to be effective in protecting their people.

A second-century letter from an unknown author to a person named Diognetus describes how early Christians distinguished themselves from their culture: "Christians are indistinguishable from other men either by nationality, language, or customs. They do not inhabit separate cities of their own, or speak a strange dialect, or follow some outlandish way of life. . . . With regard to dress, food, and manner of life in general, they follow the customs of whatever city they happen to be living in, whether it is Greek or foreign. "And yet there is something extraordinary about their lives. They live in their own countries as though they were only passing through. They play their full role as citizens, but labor under all the disabilities of aliens. Any country can be their homeland, but for them their homeland, wherever it may be, is a foreign country. Like others, they marry and have children, but they do not [kill] them. They share their meals, but not their wives. They live in the flesh, but they are not governed by the desires of the flesh. They pass their days upon earth, but they are citizens of heaven. Obedient to the law, they yet live on a level that transcends the law. . . . "To speak in general terms, we may say that the Christian is to the world what the soul is to the body. As the soul is present in every part of the body, while remaining distinct from it, so Christians are found in all the cities of the world, but cannot be identified with the world." As political turmoil continues, let's be people whose reasoned, truthful, and gracious speech sets us apart. What matters most is not what others think of us or even of the president. What matters most is what they think of Jesus. And the world judges Christ by Christians.

Are we a "virtuous people" today? • One in three girls in America becomes pregnant before the age of eighteen; 81 percent are unmarried. This is the highest teenage pregnancy rate in the industrialized world. • 28,000 Americans access pornography every second. • Nine out of ten American youth ages eight to sixteen have viewed pornography—most while doing their homework. • Every year, more babies are aborted than the combined total of America's war deaths across our entire history. • Only 35 percent of Americans believe in absolute truth; 93 percent say they are their personal determiner of moral truth. • The courts have redefined marriage while more states than ever have legalized euthanasia. It's not surprising that only 30 percent of Americans believe our country is going in the right direction. But the hope we need is not found in our candidates or in ourselves. John Adams was right: "We have no government armed with power capable of contending with human passions unbridled by morality and religion." Our hope is in God's promise: "Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths" (Proverbs 3:5–6).

Islam: A Religion of Violence or Peace? President Obama recently addressed America from the Oval Office. In response to the San Bernardino massacre perpetuated by ISIS sympathizers, Mr. Obama stated: "Muslim Americans are our friends and neighbors, our coworkers, our sports heroes—and yes, they are our men and women in uniform who are willing to die in defense of our country." He called on American Muslims to do more to counter radicalism in their religion and country. And he called on all Americans to resist profiling and discrimination against Muslims. The success of his appeal rests on the degree to which Islam is a religion of peace. There are between five and eight million Muslims living in America, and 1.6 billion Muslims around the world. If some Muslims believe that ISIS and other terrorist groups accurately represent Islam, there is cause for great concern.

So, Is Islam a religion of violence or peace? How is the answer relevant to the global threat of terrorism we face today?


Dirty Harry Quotes

From my Friend Larry B.

Although this is written for an American audience much is very true for Canadians.

Children of "The Greatest Generation" A Short Memoir

Born in the 1930s and early 40s, we exist as a very special age cohort. We are the Silent Generation. We are the smallest number of children born since the early 1900s. We are the "last ones.”

We are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, who can remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at war which rattled the structure of our daily lives for years. We are the last to remember ration books for everything from gas to sugar to shoes to stoves. We saved tin foil and poured fat into tin cans. We hand mixed ’white stuff’ with ‘yellow stuff’ to make fake butter. We saw cars up on blocks because tires weren't available. We can remember milk being delivered to our house early in the morning and placed in the “milk box” on the porch. (A friend’s mother delivered milk in a horse drawn cart.)

We are the last to hear Roosevelt's radio assurances and to see gold stars in the front windows of our grieving neighbors. We can also remember the parades on August 15, 1945; VJ Day. We saw the 'boys' home from the war build their Cape Cod style houses, pouring the cellar, tar papering it over and living there until they could afford the time and money to build it out.

We are the last generation who spent childhood without television; instead we imagined what we heard on the radio. As we all like to brag, with no TV, we spent our childhood "playing outside until the street lights came on." We did play outside and we did play on our own. There was no little league. There was no city playground for kids. To play in the water, we turned the fire hydrants on and ran through the spray.

The lack of television in our early years meant, for most of us, that we had little real understanding of what the world was like. Our Saturday afternoons, if at the movies, gave us newsreels of the war and the holocaust sandwiched in between westerns and cartoons.

Telephones were one to a house, often a shared "party line" with our neighbors and hung on the wall. Computers were called calculators and were hand cranked; typewriters were driven by pounding fingers, throwing the carriage, and changing the ink. ‘Internet’ and ‘GOOGLE’ were words that didn’t exist. Newspapers and magazines were written for adults. We are the last group who had to find things out for ourselves.

As we grew up, the country was exploding with growth. The G.I. Bill gave returning veterans from World War II the means to get an education, and spurred colleges to grow. VA loans to veterans fanned a housing boom. Pent up demand from the war, coupled with new installment payment plans, put factories to work. New highways would bring jobs and mobility. The veterans joined civic clubs and became active in politics.

In the late 40’s and early 50's the country seemed to lie in the embrace of brisk but quiet order, as it gave birth to its new middle class (which became known as ‘Baby Boomers’). The radio network expanded from 3 stations to thousands of stations. The telephone started to become a common method of communications, and "Faxes" sent hard copies around the world. Our parents were suddenly free from the confines of the depression and the war, and they threw themselves into exploring opportunities they had never imagined.

We weren't neglected but we weren't today's all-consuming family focus. Our parents were glad we played by ourselves 'until the street lights came on.' They were busy discovering the post war world.

Most of us had no life plan, but with the unexpected virtue of ignorance and an economic rising tide, we simply stepped into the world and started to find out what it was about. We entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a world where we were welcomed. Based on our naďve belief that there was more where this came from, we shaped life as we went. We enjoyed a luxury: we felt secure in our future.

Of course, just as today, not all Americans shared in this experience. Depression poverty was deep rooted, and discrimination was alive. Polio was still a crippler. The Korean War was a dark presage in the early 50’s, and by mid-decade school children were ducking under desks to learn how to "escape" atomic bombs. Russia built the “Iron Curtain” and China became Red China. President Eisenhower sent the first 'advisors' to Vietnam; and years later President Johnson invented a war there. Castro set up camp in Cuba, and Khrushchev came to power in Russia.

We are the last generation to experience an interlude when there were no existential threats to our homeland. We came of age in the 40’s and early 50’s. The World War was over, and the cold war, terrorism, the assassinations of John Kennedy and Martin Luther King, civil rights, technological upheaval, “global warming”, and perpetual economic insecurity had yet to haunt life with insistent unease.

Only our generation can remember both a time of apocalyptic war and a time when our world was secure and full of bright promise and plenty. We have lived through both.

We grew up at a time when the world was getting better, not worse. The last of us were born in 1942, more than 99% of us are either retired or dead; and all of us believed we grew up in the best of times!

We are the Silent Generation - 'the last ones.’

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