The Importance of THIS Day - 3/15/2016

Holy writ states, "For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow."



Let an old priest, who was friends with the assassinated Congressman, Lawrence (Larry) McDonald, the President of the John Birch Society, make confession. I have lived a very worldly, diverse, active and interesting life. That is not a brag, it is fact.

Almost every morning since December of 1957, on a day that the high temperature in Atlanta was five degrees above zero, and my father and brother and others helping were digging a pit, to install an auto alignment rack . . . the extension to the garage was already completed. It was almost a lean-to over the pit. Nothing was left but the slavish job of digging the pit, making the concrete molds, mixing and pouring the concrete and installing the half rack.  But today it was simply digging and hauling dirt.  This was only a thirty foot run.  A few years later, I would, with my two nephews and my brother in law, dig a sixty five foot pit for a frame rack.  I can't imagine the tons of dirt we moved by shovel and wheelbarrow.  

For most of my readers, who have never actually built anything, and are clueless of the history of automobile alignment science, and the equipment necessary. This little description will be meaningless or misunderstood.



From that harsh day, when my favorite older brother, looked at me and said, "Do you realize that it is only five degrees, and you can get serious frostbite? You need to go inside." I didn't mind him until my fingers and toes were screaming and I was in so much pain that I was of no help to anyone. 

Above is the best rendition of a half-rack I can find on the internet. The rear wheels of this T-Bird are on the turn plates.

Every morning since that morning I have awakened with tears in my eyes. Not tears of grief. Certainly not. Not tears of melancholy. Certainly not. But rather tears of faith, tears of knowledge, tears of wisdom.

Every morning that I have awakened into this plane of existence, I have been acutely aware of the hellish and serious challenges of that day, and my own weakness, in fact helplessness, in answer to it. 

Years before I discovered the Orthodox morning prayers of Saint Patrick, I prayed my own version. My mistress of a decade, used to bring me coffee in bed, always confused by the tears streaming down my face and the smile on my face.  She would say, "Butch'ems, are you okay?"   And I would answer, "I'm alright. You can't understand this."  I may have done her a grave disservice, because, maybe she could have understood.  In fact, these decades later I know for certain she could have come to under stand, but in my understanding at the time, I could not believe it.

By that time I had lost friends, including the Congressman, assassinated by the Evil Globalist Powers.  The Globalist were deadly and were operating in the U.S. and in the Soviet Union.  They were not at the time in control of either government.  Now, they have lost control of the Russian Government and are in death throws trying to retain control against the Nationalist Coulter-Revolution of Donald Trump and His MOVEMENT. 

Evangelicals, Pentecostals, Charismatics can understand the idea, that in 1957, the Good Lord placed a burden upon my heart, not just for the U.S. as a Nation, but for the hell the U.S. could create in the world, IF our enormous and historic power fell into the hands of the Luciferians. 


From that time in 1957 when I was awakened to the harshness and reality of this plane of existence, I have grieved for our collective failures, but not without hope.

I have known from early life, when suffering cognitive "challenges" that my lot in life was to absorb my experiences, file them away and use them as both evidence against Globalist Arrogance, and for Sanity and National Order. 

Today, 3/15/2016 will determine, whether or not the American Population retains enough God Given Sanity, to reject the Globalist Enslaving Fantasies, and to reject them for Nationalist Sovereignty.

I awoke this morning, smiling with tears streaming.  This is the most important day of my life so far.  March 15th 2016 will determine the next thousand years of mankind's history.  It will determine whether or not we take hold of our own voices and speak, save our nation as a nation, or rather continue into the dark ages the Globalist have planned for us.
 



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