Lifting Up The Judge!

The following is a poem written by Judge Roy Moore from Alabama. Judge Moore was sued by the ACLU for displaying the Ten Commandments in his courtroom foyer. He has been stripped of his judgeship and now they are trying to strip his right to practice law in Alabama. The judge's poem sums it up quite well.

America the Beautiful,

or so you used to be.

Land of the Pilgrims' pride;

I'm glad they'll never see.

Babies piled in dumpsters,

Abortion on demand,

Oh, sweet land of liberty;

your house is on the sand.

Our children wander aimlessly

poisoned by cocaine,

Choosing to indulge their lusts,

when God has said abstain.

 From sea to shining sea,

our Nation turns away

 From the teaching of God's love

and a need to always pray.

We've kept God in our temples,

how callous we have grown.

When earth is but His footstool,

and Heaven is His throne.

We've voted in a government

that's rotting at the core,

Appointing Godless Judges

who throw reason out the door,

Too soft to place a killer

in a well deserved tomb,

But brave enough to kill a baby

before he leaves the womb.

You think that God's not angry,

that our land's a moral slum?

How much longer will He wait

before His judgment comes?

How are we to face our God,

from Whom we cannot hide?

What then is left for us to do,

but stem this evil tide?

If we who are His children,

will humbly turn and pray;

Seek His holy face

and mend our evil way:

Then God will hear from Heaven

and forgive us of our sins,

He'll heal our sickly land

and those who live within.

But, America the Beautiful,

if you don't - then you will see,

A sad but Holy God

withdraw His hand from Thee.

~Judge Roy Moore

Let's lift Judge Moore up in prayer. He has stood firm in his faith and belief in our Lord and Savior and needs our support.  Prayer can do a lot for a person, especially  for a person who loves the Lord as much as Judge Moore does!

A Soldier Died Today

A Soldier Died Today

He was getting old and paunchy

and his hair was falling fast,

and he sat around the Legion,

telling stories of the past.

Of a war that he once fought in

and the deeds that he had done,

In his exploits with his buddies;

they were heroes, every one.

And 'tho sometimes to his neighbors

his tales became a joke,

all his buddies listened quietly

for they knew where of he spoke.

But we'll hear his tales no longer,

for ol' Bob has passed away,

and the world's a little poorer

for a Soldier died today.

He won't be mourned by many,

just his children and his wife.

for he lived an ordinary,

very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a family,

going quietly on his way;

and the world won't note his passing,

'tho a Soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth,

their bodies lie in state,

while thousands note their passing,

and proclaim that they were great.

Papers tell of their life stories

from the time that they were young,

but the passing of a Soldier

goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution

to the welfare of our land,

some jerk who breaks his promise

and cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow

who in times of war and strife,

goes off to serve his country

and offers up his life?

The politician's stipend

and the style in which he lives,

are often disproportionate,

to the service that he gives.

While the ordinary Soldier,

who offered up his all,

is paid off with a medal

and perhaps a pension, small.

It is not the politicians

with their compromise and ploys,

who won for us the freedom

that our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger,

with your enemies at hand,

would you really want some cop-out,

with his ever waffling stand?

Or would you want a Soldier--

his home, his country, his kin,

just a common Soldier,

who would fight until the end.

He was just a common Soldier,

and his ranks are growing thin,

but his presence should remind us

we may need his kind again.

For when countries are in conflict,

we find the Soldier's part,

is to clean up all the troubles

that the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honor

while he's here to hear the praise,

then at least let's give him homage

at the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simple headline

in the paper that might say:

"OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING,

A SOLDIER DIED TODAY."

Justin Moore Guns, For everyone who remembers the 2nd Amendment!!!!