Stop for a minute. Stop and breathe….
Stop and sit in peace… Just stop, and join together.
All around us is this great sense of foreboding ugh, and it’s not just connected to an election; it’s everything. Everything is weird, everything is not comfortable, everything is less joyful and requires an intensity of thought just to carry-on ordinary events.
Christmas, the day we celebrate the birth of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, is a week away; and yet everything around us seems less focused on joy – and more focused on what joy we are missing. At the heart of that anxiety is this sense of foreboding. A sense of fear and worry; a sense of trepidation.

In our daily lives we encounter ordinary disconnects now. Masked faces are disconnecting our sense of interaction, our human connection. Unfortunately, and as a natural outcome of these challenges, we are accepting disconnect and creating a void inside ourselves. At the same time COVID is physically disconnecting people from their family. Many families will not gather this year to celebrate the joyous event of Christ’s birth. Many parents and grandparents will not see their adult children for the first time in years, perhaps ever.
Amid all of this flux and ugh, even simple tasks like decorating the Christmas tree somehow feels, senses, seems less joyful. Perhaps financial worry stems the joy in shopping for family and friends. Perhaps the shine within cheer is slightly dimmed because all around us is something we cannot quite describe, yet we feel it.
Perhaps tears flow at times and we struggle to understand what this unusual anxiety is all about. Then, we begin to struggle with the feeling of shame or guilt for being weak and allowing our humanity to pour out of our human-selves. Then, at the worst possible time in the year, our faith organizations are slow to understand the importance of fellowship and community amid an upheaval that takes our center from under our feet.
Regional leaders make the anxiety worse. As our grip on our familiar surroundings becomes more tenuous, we are faced with dictates and mandates that only exacerbate the issues. The media drumbeat an incessant noise that destabilizes us and yet we cannot quite put our finger on why the impact is worse now…. it is all ugh.
It is all just, ugh.
If you find the assembly of these words familiar to your current sense, first understand YOU ARE NOT ALONE. Second, understand there is nothing wrong with you. This blanket of anxiety is laying across our entire nation, and we are all sensing a various level of this ‘ugh’ with some familiarity. However, that said, it is important to know this is transitional. We will not be in this place long. This too shall pass.
How do we shake these destabilizing feelings and emotions?
How do we reconnect to the core-spirit we carry in our lives?
These are the questions we should use to leverage ourselves back to a center of peace and hope. These are the questions that empower us to recharge of our sense of purpose and life within the lives of others, including our community, family and friends.
♦ The first way we shake this ‘ugh’, is to give to others without reservation. Giving with purpose is the true spirit of human contact. The giving is not related to money or wealth; the giving is related to our human purpose. Perhaps we give a smile. Perhaps we give a kind word. Perhaps we give a compliment, or perhaps we just give time to another.
You could give a gift to another or perhaps send an email; or better yet write a letter to a dear friend or family member. Reach out and tell them they matter and express why their place in this life of yours is important. Remind them of your specific thankfulness, and connect to the purpose of why we endeavor in this thing we call life. The important thing is to give, and to do it without any other intent or purpose than to fill your own heart.
♦ Within the giving, remind yourself what this journey is all about and look around to recognize how fortunate we are to have this life. Choose to cherish the ultimate gift from a loving God who wants joy and hope to permeate our human sense.
Hope is the one necessary human element beyond all other facets of life. Give the gift of hope and light to those you love by first reminding yourself of the gift that a loving God has given us all. It is too easy in our human sense to forget the biggest gift we have been granted, the gift of life. The ability to live and choose how we engage in the lives of others.
Remind yourself of the kind of purposeful HOPE that would leave a throne to be born into a manger as a baby only to grow into a Man willing to lay down His everything for the wretchedness of humanity.
No politics or false sense of security can overwhelm the message of HOPE that a loving God has provided. No effort of man or human disposition can surmount the greatest love of all. The message of Christ’s birth is bigger and greater than any legislative battle. “No power of hell, nor scheme of man” can come close to the purpose of God’s intent and love for you as a unique person qualified to receive that love.
Wrap yourself in the blanket of that unconditional love. Stop what you are doing.
Pause in the peace of this moment… set down your troubles, LISTEN and FEEL.
“Long lay the world in sin and error pining, til He appeared and the souls felt its worth. A thrill of HOPE; the weary world rejoices, for yonder breaks a new and glorious morn…”
Let the tears flow, and with them release the foreboding. Engage in the next moment with a loving purpose filled with the HOPE that He provides. Fall forward to the centered purpose of your life, a very special life, and reflect on the gift we are too quick to diminish.
“Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth; for the first heaven and the first earth passed away, and there is no longer any sea. And I saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, made ready as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne, saying, “Behold, the tabernacle of God is among men, and He will dwell among them, and they shall be His people, and God Himself will be among them, and He will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and there will no longer be any death; there will no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain; the first things have passed away.” And He who sits on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” And He said, “Write, for these words are faithful and true.” Then He said to me, “It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give to the one who thirsts from the spring of the water of life without cost.”
Revelation 21:1-6
Abiding love to all.
Steadfast,
~ Sundance

Sundance you always have the right words and phrases to keeping the faith. Thank you. I also have faith that your President Trump will prevail. God Bless all Treepers.
Ausliz,
Yes indeed thank God for President Trump and Sundance. The world is watching and waiting for satans demise. Especially here in Marxist Scotland.
Mask burning parties brings great hope too!
I think whoever feels that way is going to be genuinely surprised, either pleasantly or unpleasantly.
God helps those who help themselves. If demonic forces are allowed to inhabit the White House, it will be a scourge upon humanity. This country might never recover. Thus, it is up to Christians not to lay down but rather to stand up. America is a shining city upon a hill; that light shall not be extinguished. Being at peace does not mean being weak. Jesus was the Son of God but he was also a man who bore a cross. Men must now bear their own crosses and follow the Lord to the path of righteousness.
This site just keeps getting better and better! Thank you, Sundance. We all needed this.
You are truly missing all the clues.
We are already at war. China attacked is with biowarfae and cyber warfare this year. The election theft was treason.
China has a lot of troops about to invade.
That is the true foreboding.
Pray for the upper midwest.
The schiff is about to hit the fan. War in our mainland.
Sundance, as always you are performing magic. God bless you and yours over this Festive Season, and never, EVER, let the bastards wear you down!
Thanks, Sundance, for shining a light on the bigger picture, and what matters most. Beautifully written, and a word fitly spoken. It reminds me of the moment in A Charlie Brown Christmas, when Linus steps onto the stage and says, “Lights, please…” and recites the scriptures about the birth of Jesus.
That’s what Christmas — and life — is all about. Thanks for reminding us. God bless you for all you do.
I find myself tearful lately. Mostly cause this time of year is when my daddy died but this year is worse.
That said, I haven’t felt this close to God in many years and the deep peace that brings so much joyful. Laughter thru tears, best combo ever.
I vow to go the extra mile this weekend. Extra kindness, smiles, compliments, etc.
Thank you SD. You are amazing.
Same here! God bless you!
I just broke down and cried like a baby..
Thank you Sundance for this inspiration and always being here for us.
It’s wonderful to feel hope and love.
Two things I always get when I come here.
Thanks.
May that love, hope and peace settle over you like a blanket and keep you and yours warm and safe Zephyrbreeze
This goes right to the heart of the life which we are living in this moment. It is only a moment and will pass. Thank you Sundance, AdRem and crew. It is a pleasure to sit out on a small branch and see all the love and caring of this wonderful tree house.
AMEN… brother…Amen…. the die is cast… we control only what He has given us… life love hope…
SEMPER FI
I do not feel alone. My father Roy, 81, who I’ve cared for in my home for the last 6 years, through surgeries, and cancer, unexpectedly passed away two days ago in his sleep.
I have felt a tremendous outpouring of love and concern from friends and family all over the US. Even a daughter who is estranged from us (due to Trump) told her sisters she will call. That alone feels like healing and reconciliation.
In the last two years of his life, my father truly came to Christ, and became a devoted disciple. He was prepared to see Christ for Christmas. Alas, I was unprepared to lose him so suddenly.
Love is real. Ultimately it is the most powerful force in the universe as it springs from God’s love for us. God is working through Pres. Trump and his Team I believe, and through all the patriots around the world who are praying and working for the success of the US. A new and fresh generation can rise up to be the honest, worthy, sacrificing servants we expect our government representatives to be.
God is Great, and the Future is Bright.
Our Best Days are ahead of us.
Thank you Sundance for being the leader of our community, and for caring about us and the country.
Love. Zephyrbreeze
Condolences to you and your family!
Thank you for sharing!
May you have peace, healing and ever lasting wonderful memories of your father Roy!
I am very sorry for your loss Zephyrbreeze and hope that you find comfort in the knowledge that you were there for your Dad when he needed you most providing care, comfort and love. You can take solace in knowing that your Dad was ready in no small measure because of your loving actions. I wish you Peace during this Christmas season.
I am so sorry for your loss Zephyrbreeze. Peace to you and yours, I will be including you in my prayers tonight.
The angels are always near to those that are grieving, to whisper to them that their loved ones are safe in the loving hands of God. Prayers ascending for you and yours, Zephyrbreeze.
So very sorry for your loss.
I am so sorry for your loss, Zephyrbreeze. I know exactly how you feel. My only brother succumbed to his battle with that dreaded disease this week. No funeral because of covid. The world has gone crazy, but we can have some solace knowing that the pain has been stilled and they are now healed and among loved ones and protected. God Bless
May God comfort you in this time of sorrow. Peace be with you, tapping52
Very sorry for your Dad’s sudden passing zephyrbreeze . I pray that God surrounds you and yours with many angels to help you get through this very sad time in your life.
Yes Zephyrbreeze, you are never alone;
“The LORD is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.”
Your dad had the most precious gift, a son who cared and cherished his father as he “slipped the surly bonds of earth to touch the face of
God,”.
3 “Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort;
4 Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.”
May the God of all hope peace and love envelope you in His loving arms and comfort you in your time of need my dear brother
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And to all treepers ;
“and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world” – Jesus.
Thank you for helping everyone to refocus. It’s too easy to only think about the negatives in this world and forget that we were created for eternity. God sent His Son for all who will receive Him. His love can heal all wounds!
I had a vivid dream last evening.
President Trump SAVED the entire World.
Those previously under tyranny, were now tasting Freedom, many for the first time.
As for the Great Reset, it wasn’t quite what the bad guys had envisioned.
There was a Reset; however this was referred to for many years to come as;
THE GREAT AWAKENING!
President Trump keeps his promises, and THE BEST IS YET TO COME!
PRAY
BE GRATEFUL
GIVE THANKS
Dreams like that are precious.
I think that Pres. Trump is conquering evil in many places around the world even now. Look at the countries that have made peace with Israel.
It’s miraculous.
I PRAY YOUR BEAUTIFUL DREAM COMES TRUE !
I pray that your dream is truly the Holy Spirit speaking to you. ?
OK…other than “Dreaming”, do you have any verifiable information or evidence to present that actually supports your claims? Short of a Military Takeover of the entire Government by the President…Biden is the EVIL that Sundance refers to in this Post…Foreboding. The Genius, 4D Chess, Big Ugly, He’s Got This, Best Is Yet To Come, Mother of All Bombs stuff that is still being wildly touted to this day…strains credulity at this point. These kinds of claims are not based in reality; they are delusional.
Oh ye of little faith.
Well…not so fast! The jig is up as I see it. A steal is a steal is a steal. Too much out there to deny it. And yet plenty of people like Romney state…I don’t see a thing! and McConnell’s actions are NO better; he did not have to conduct a Senate Impeachment Hearing/Trial…could have taken to the Well of the Senate and Smeared the Democrats…he did not. People now KNOW exactly how corrupt the Republican Senate actually is via Trump. Nothing Purdue & Loeffler can say…at this late juncture can save them…especially when the entire Rep. Senate has stabbed Trump in the back since November 3rd! What is the message being sent to us by Republican Establishment…we won’t do a thing for Trump…even though we can…but we still need you guys to vote Purdue & Loeffler cause we gotta keep the Senate if Biden gets in??? That BS hypocrisy ain’t gonna work this time…and it shouldn’t!!!
Oh…and that Tweeter is wrong…it’s NOT the GOPs base…its Trumps.
Thank you Sundance and all treepers! Keep the faith!
People seem to often ask “what can I do?” to make a dent in what seems to be like an ever infringing government / tyranny. I suggest one small step is for everyone to UN-mask. Not only is it symbolism at play, it is also the left’s effort to reduce our interaction with one another. My wife and I will no longer shop where they insist on masks are to be worn. If you are a family of 3, 4, 5 or more, if you all went mask-less, it would be quite difficult for store managers or anyone else to Nazi down on you with any success.
If 75 million patriots would unmask and say “I refuse to live in fear of a virus or of my government!” they would hear us.
I agree with you, kag. Yesterday I went maskless into WalMart as I always do. Almost everyone wore a mask (SE AZ).
Without the mask I’m able to smile at everyone I meet. I’m not a big “smiler” by nature, so this practice not only spreads cheer to fellow shoppers, but it also puts cheer in my heart.
I knew a girl who would say “if this is the worst thing that ever happens to me then it isn’t so bad”.
So this is no fun but my family and I will get through it. We will just carry on. 🙂
Pray for our courageous President!
Focus on Jesus who holds out His hand, not the storm
Sundance, what a wonderful gift you are to us. You described, to a “t” my feelings of dread and foreboding – more the fear I have for the future of my family than for myself because I’ve enjoyed nearly 72 years of a wonderful life of freedom in this great country.
But your words of comfort also give me hope for the future and a reminder that we are all children of our Heavenly Father whose love for us knows no bounds. And when you wrote “this too shall pass” – a phrase I heard from my wonderful parents many, many times when one or the other of their seven kids was going through a tough time – it was like they were reaching out to comfort me once again.
I wish all the very best for you and your family this blessed Christmas, and for all my Treeper friends who I have come to know and love. And as our magnificent President has said many times, “the best is yet to come.”
Found in the bin…. 🙁
please get me outta that bin too
Awww. What a cute kitty. I love cats. Great article, Sundance. Helps to re-focus. Again, Merry Christmas to all.
You never stop with your diabolical depressing nonsense. Per your last sentence, who gave you the right to speak for Sundance? You can read his mind? You are a Troll, own it.
Thank you Sundance. So inspirational. You are so right about the fellowship. This past weekend, my daughter, husband and new grandson flew down from NYC for us to have Christmas together. It was profoundly uplifting and reenergizing.
I am staying the course and keeping the faith.
One major source of the attempt against POTUS Trump is Communist China; POTUS Trump must use the military while he still has the chance!!!
I pray for Hunter and his soul. I pray for all of Hunter’s extended family. I pray for all of the Biden family that have lost their lives.
Dear Lord, please help the Bidens understand your teachings. Please help them become humble and understand their failings and sins. Please help them to become better human beings.
Amen.
Are you Praying for the Biden’s so that once they become better human beings, understanding their failings and sins, that they then confess to all of their crimes, provide all evidence in their possession, turn themselves in, be arrested, indicted, tried & convicted and go to jail? It makes zero sense to do it otherwise…
A thief, a pedophile, and a rapist walk into a bar.
Bartender looks up and sez: “What’ll it be, Mr. Biden?”
Thanks, I needed that! This is the first time in over thirty years that my church choir will not be doing our Christmas Mass. I will be at mass and I will sing and continue to pray for our country, our President and our Treehouse members. Then I am driving to my son’s house for midnight mass with my grandkids and family. God bless you Sundance, Ad Rem, Menagerie, Stella and anyone I missed.
Sundance and Stellar Crew and All Treepers who Share the Branches of this Mighty Tree , May Our Lord Bless You All Bigly and Forever ?
?Merriest Christmas
to All? ?
It is all just, UGH. That is the truth.
I am sending out Christmas cards this year, something over the last few years I have not done, but w/everything being so UGH, my hope is that a card in the mailbox will make someone’s day to know that I am thinking of them. I put my tree up, still not decorated due to some sudden health issues but I am enjoying it w/just the candy canes and lights, and I just might keep the tree up for the rest of winter, something about those lights that bring comfort and cheer.
We leave our small (fake) tree up for the winter months. The lights feel like a fireplace which we do not have.
Thank you! You are so right!
l was in Costco two days ago at the checkout when the lady ahead started fumbling for cash. (Apparently she had left her money in the car.) I offered to pay for her. It turned out she didn’t need the money but I needed to offer and she needed to know someone cared. In that confused moment there was a spark of humanity that bridged everything else. Call it the light of the Lord. Felt great.
I have followed this site for a long time. I have never commented until tonight. Sundance is inspired! Thank God for his inspiration, research and knowledge. I live in a rural community in Alabama. I am 67 and I refuse to wear a mask. We are going to restaurants, feed stores, etc, I even went to our co. courthouse without a mask. It is business as usual! Thank God that
our sheriff will not enforce an unconstitutional mask mandate. It is time to stand and take our country back! Pray and believe, keep the faith!
Fine hearing from you Bill! My situation is like yours. out here in rural NC. This all would end nationwide if everyone would just refuse to comply.
Bill, I am in northeast Alabama. I’m not wearing a mask but I’m pretty much alone. We had made strides in early fall but with this supposed uptick everyone is back in compliance. I’m so sick of this politicized flu!
My husband was working out at our local health club. He got weak, took off his mask. A younger woman walked by and yelled, “Put on your mask.” He didn’t respond. On her walk back she repeated her demand. Again silence by him. “A**hole!” she shouted at him.
What are the odds that she has a “Hate has no home here.” sign in her front yard.
First Christmas Star In 800 Years – Visible Next Week.

It will be brightest on December 21st. This is Star of Bethlehem which led the three Wise Men to the town of Bethlehem and the birth of our savior, Jesus Christ.
I have been pondering this myself quite a bit. This has really put a damper on my normally cheerful Christmas season. I do know, that the Savior is really where my true hope and joy comes from. I have pondered the situation he was born into, where Israel was in a kind of Pseudo Slavery. They certainly had no understanding of the freedoms we have enjoyed for so many years, I find it hard to complain about the situation we have been blessed with for 200+ years. It’s a lot like living in Texas and suddenly having no air conditioners. What we had, now lost, leaves us with a true sense of mourning and sadness at its apparent passing. It’s easier to live in slavery, never having known true freedom. Without the right to a fair vote, we are truly diminished and a lesser people. When you are the victim of such a crime, it is hard to see past our loss to the eventual victory we all know is coming. The struggle for our right to think and believe as we want is clearly under attack. It wont be long before Faith in anything but Joe Biden and his vision for our future will be considered a crime. They have shut us out of our Churches, have stifled the right to worship. I have no hope those rights will be returned anytime soon. All this without firing a shot. An attack by a foreign power using a chemical weapon is no longer (apparently) a reason to go to war. “oopsy” is now an excuse for killing millions of humans. They think We are going to agree to be China’s “Bitch”, just like Joe Biden is.
Unless Our president has a plan…
I will try to stay hopeful, but I am genuinely scared that this is our foreseeable future. Waiting for light to act upon. Christmas is indeed a time for joy, but it is being robbed from us, if only for a time, by people who want to take EVERYTHING that we truly value from us. Eventually I will know what to do, but right now, I admit. I do not know what will happen tomorrow, or in the coming weeks and months. I am waiting. Like many other people, I have little to live for, if I find I am a slave to a communist state.
“ I have no hope those rights will be returned anytime soon.”
If you wait for them to be returned, you will die a slave.
These rights are inalienable, granted only by God. They are hollow men to whom we surrendered our rights. Only we, can reclaim them. It is quite simple. We can all choose to simply ignore them.
” Only we, can reclaim them. It is quite simple. We can all choose to simply ignore them.”
It really is just that simple.
Luke 12, maybe? Sorry I don’t have better words of encouragement. Keep your chin up, I guess, if only for those who already live and die in communist states. This too shall pass.
Sundance, I’m reading this with tears in my eyes, at 400 am because who can sleep through the night anymore?
You are exactly right.
The anxiety and dread mix in all through the day and night and simple holiday events, like making cookies feel like something to check off a list.
Thank you for saying it won’t always last because that’s exactly what it feels will happen.
When I speak with family who we won’t be seeing, it feels like an ending, a permanent sadness.
And yes, one feels so very alone during this time.
Thank you for this post,I’ll be reading it several times.
Thank you for the Greenhouse!
I find that target practice helps.
I feel the exact same sentiment. As a previous semi happy go lucky, each to his own, do no evil person, I now find myself being drawn deeper and deeper into a darker mood of vengeance and retribution. I truly struggle to find solace in the wait and pray philosophy, many appear to find comforting. Perhaps I am of the same ilk as Jesus’s disciple, who drew his sword to cut off the ear of the arresting “authorities”. Perhaps my way is wrong, yet I find no “guilt”, no sense of “sin” as every fiber of my being screams vengeance at the injustice being perpetrated on society by both the pandemic scam, and it’s intertwined electoral fraud.
I do not make claim to be a religious scholar, but I do not believe there exists a prohibition against violence in Christianity. Aren’t there plenty of instances in the Bible and others whereby Evil people are killed?
We are gathering with family. Might as well be dead as to miss this chance to see the grandchildren who are spread out all over the country.
My wife had multiple strokes and has been in a nursing home for the past year and a half. I haven’t been able to see her since nursing homes went into lockdown last March. Last Christmas I was with her; slept on a fall pad by her bed. She knew I was with her and we both had a nice Christmas together. Now I’m lucky if I can talk to her on the phone as her speech is impaired. The nurses help her with phone calls if she’s not sleeping. And I tell them to let her sleep; she probably needs it.
Merry Christmas to all.
BTW a California judge ruled that diners and restaurants can stay open in San Diego county spite of Emperor Nuisance’s decree. Saw the article in Gateway Pundit.
I’m so sorry. I absolutely DESPISE the people who are doing this to us.
We will get through this. All of us.
Her daughters want me to take her out of the nursing home and have her moved to San Diego, CA.
No way will I allow that to happen. She has to have care 24/7 and is a major fall risk. And the last state I want her living in is Calif. I’m originally from Southern CA (Orange County, Santa Barbara area). It used to be a great place until the 80s.
Better clarify about the restaurants. They can resume indoor dining.
God Bless y’all, love the treehouse
Blessings, Love & Hope …. Thank you Sundance for keeping HOPE alive.
These are dark times, however Sundance’s sensible and heartfelt words push back against the paralyzing gloom.
(This is going to be a bit of a long read, but I think US citizens should read an external perspective. It’s an essay on hope, and its corollary, fear.)
I am not a US citizen, yet I understand the dark road the US was travelling and the opportunity for return to sanity President Trump offered. So first I want US citizens to know that Trump taking on his near impossible task was appreciated by many citizens outside the US of A. The Swamp, the Administrative State, the Establishment Meeja, the Big Tech Neo-Orwellians, the RINOs and “Democrats”, were all against him, but you the people were on his side. (You can spot who hates democracy: they use “populist” as a swear word.)
But know this:
Hope is not a plan
But with a plan you can have hope, and better, confidence. SCOUTUS cases? Congressional hearings? These are out of your control. These are hopes not plans. Some hotheads are claiming it’s 2nd amendment time, and it’s true that these dark times are exactly what the 2nd amendment was designed to prevent. But I urge a plan that will avoid CW2 and restore government of the people by the people for the people.
Without the electoral fraud, President Trump effectively won a second term with 410 electoral college votes. You must know this. You must hold this truth as a core belief. In panic the RINOs have just pivoted, offering you Georgia and Michigan. They hope that admitting some electoral fraud and promising to address it “going forward” will appease you into accepting the fradulent election of Biden or Harris. Do not fall for “Limited Hangout”.
Do not play “Battered Conservative” and accept their filty lies.
If you want hope and confidence you need a plan. A plan that you, the unprecedented 80,000,000 people who voted to give Trump his second term can implement without needing a single RINO or Epstein Island compromised “Judge”. And that plan doesn’t involve CW2. (Yes, you need the guns and ammo, but you don’t need to fire them.)
You are 80,000,000 strong. You pay most of the tax, so owning most of the 450,000,000 firearms is largely an irrelevance. Because those that seek to oust President Trump via fraud don’t want to kill you, they want to finacialy milk you. You are their cash cow. (The majority of Democrat voters are parisites on your efforts and labour.)
So here’s the plan:
Tell the parasites loud and clear that you will no longer be paying until the Electoral Fraud you know occured is reversed and President Trump is given his rightful second term.
But you fear ….
But you are 80,000,000 strong and you own 450,000,000 firearms. You own more guns and ammunition than all the US armed forces and all of LE.
So don’t fear. Fear is the mind killer.
Act, and act now. Leave the guns and ammunition locked up. All you have to do is write. Not emails. Typed, signed, snail-mailed letters. 80,000,000 voters, just four letters posted from each. (Postage stamp are way cheaper than a 30 round clip of 5.56mm in the US these days.*)
You resign your Republican party membership immediately and reregister as independent. You write your local, state and federal RINOs and and tell them of your resignation, inform them never to ask for donations unless they secure a second term for President Trump, and also inform them that you will act as a “Minuteman” in defence of any family, friend or neighbor who objects to federal taxation without representation.
Further, write to your bank or mortgage provider, tell them you appreciate their service, but regretfully inform them that you will act as a “Minuteman” to prevent eviction/repossession of any family, friends or neighbors whose land title might be held by said company, as any law granting said company title is instantly voided by a fradulent election ending the rule of law.
See how to bypass your fear? You do not claim you will not pay federal tax or mortgage to the Davos “elite”. You just say that you will do your constitutional duty to protect your fellow citizens from taxation without representation.
If 80,000,000 people just type, print, sign an stamp just four letters each, then this fraud is over.
You are the hosts. They are the parasites. Start acting like you know it.
PS. Old saying: when the fleas start biting, wolves go swimming.
*What is with you Americans and your obsession with 5.56mm AR15 and blowback Glock 9mm pistols without cam-lock?! 7.62mm long cartride NATO will drill right through 19mm of plate steel at 100m. 9mm parabellum from a cam-lock GP35 will drill right through a typical car.
We will be with our family this year just the same as always, and I wish for all of you a very blessed holiday too.
So the only gift I can bring is a promise that someday you will have the tree of life in your tomorrows.
Revelation 2:7 KJV
7 He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches; To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the tree of life, which is in the midst of the paradise of God.
Revelation 22:2 KJV
2 In the midst of the street of it, and on either side of the river, was there the tree of life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her fruit every month: and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.
Revelation 22:14 KJV
14 Blessed are they that do his commandments, that they may have right to the tree of life, and may enter in through the gates into the city.
I stand amazed in the presence of Jesus the Nazarene.
ALL of the suffering in this world pales in comparison to what OUR SAVIOR
endured for US. Our Creator is with us, every moment of every day.
11 Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.
12 For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.
13 Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.
14 Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of righteousness;
15 And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace;
16 Above all, taking the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked.
17 And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God:
18 Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints;
May GOD pour out HIS Holy Spirit on This, our nation.
I feel trapped in this fallen vessel that restricts the Holiness that I crave which is to be more Christ like and less Fallen and corrupt in my earthly flesh. I get distracted from God by the worlds lies and enticements of false hopes and delusions of settling for the status quo, but my heart and soul flickers for truth, justice and love, understanding, and piece. I know God is willing and ready and powerful enough to mold me towards a better and more disciplined Christian but I let my flesh defiantly steer me into troubled waters where I deceive myself into believing that the right politics of our time will save us or that next material purchase will appease for a time. I feel like the season won’t change and the Sun won’t shine, So I will cry out to the last and final hope that is in me, in Christ Jesus and say unto Him That I am weak and helpless and stubborn, and ask Him to give me the will to repent so that I may not be a disappointment to His Kingdom and that I may be an example to all, of his grace and compassion, power and glory. Blessed be His mighty and glorious name to all Mankind. The story of Christ birth is the hope of mankind. He has already been and done everything for us on to salvation. There is no one on earth or in the Heavens who cares, loves and has sacrificed for us so that we can be born anew into his loving Family of Holiness.
Hope for the hopeless—thank you Sundance. I’m sending this to family and friends to remind them of the true message of Christmas.
Thank you Sundance. A very timely reminder of what is really important.
Your words are so comforting. The despair since the election have no rhyme or reason. Thankful for the little girls, 6 and 11, I’ve been nurturing for months. Their purity of Faith rivals none in my many years of life. I could care less their parents are undocumented, although being rabid about the issue, I’d go to bat for them. The girls are US Citizens and will play on our team for many decades.
Being invited into their home to break bread and prayers for Thanksgiving day, although its not a holiday in their culture, for a simple meal, made 2020 almost bearable. Although not Catholic, Christmas Eve Mass in Spanish will be a new experience.
Kindness goes a long way.
Thanks Sundance! The Will of God Prevails!!
Thank you for putting your heart into this article. I know it’s one that I needed to read. All around us is a tension, it seems like negative ions are surrounding even times when we should be relaxed and happy. I am trying to focus on being hopeful, but there are days I feel myself sinking into the pit of despair. I feel as though we are living in pre Nazi Germany days and seeing the dangerous path our country is in but having no control over crazy decisions our leaders are making. It goes farther than the leaders, though; it’s all the complacent people following the orders we are given. Yesterday was a dark day to me, one of just sorrow; and this morning the heaviness is still there. I am looking forward to listening to the version of O Holy Night. Thank you for writing this and encouraging us to focus on what is most important- Jesus- The True Savior Of The World. May God bless you and all of us and keep us safe.
Yeah, this is the first time in my life I basically don’t care about Christmas. Doesn’t even feel like Christmas. I have a feeling this is how George Washington and his men felt in 1776. They had bigger things to worry about… as should we. If we let the SLIME take this country over the cliff, this will be just the first of many such Christmases to come. Bad days ahead… the only question is how LONG those bad days will last.
Thank you, Sundance. I have not posted here is quite a while but I faithfully read your site every day.
My husband passed away unexpectedly in October. His favorite song, of all songs, was Oh Holy Night. Our church organist played it at his funeral. He was terribly concerned about our country and our future and was a kind and generous true conservative and believer in the power of God and prayer. I miss him terribly every minute but find little reminders that he is with me every day. This was one of them.
Thank you again.
My deepest condolences on your loss. May your faith and hope sustain you always.
If you can be joyful then the rest of us can pull ourselves up also, thank you for your brave spirit.
UGH does not begin to express my disgust with the deep morass we find ourselves in due to the Covid-19 debacle that has been visited upon our country in this year. It controls much of what we do as a society. Many churches are shut down and many others are only a shadow of how we worshiped prior to the shutdowns brought to us by our elected officials.
The medical profession is a pathetic resemblance of what we used to be in terms of how we respond to sickness and injury. My wife became ill in late July with a severe kidney infection and numerous stones in one kidney. After being in robust health for about two years she became ill overnight on a weekend and we agreed that she should go to the ER for an evaluation. I called an ambulance for her so she would be seen promptly and followed to see if I could be with her while she was being treated. When I arrived at the hospital I was told I could not even go through the doors of the hospital without wearing a mask. I dutifully obeyed the dictate and they let me go to her room while she was evaluated. After a few hours they decided she should be admitted to a unit for treatment because her blood pressure was low and she appeared to have some sort of infection, and she was having some respiratory limitations. However, they informed me that I could not go with her to her place of treatment. They told me I would have to ask someone in Security to try to get permission to visit her, which I did and they refused to let me see her.
I am an RN and have stayed with my wife during past hospitalizations at that same hospital and I am a former employee of the hospital and know many of the staff there. During one past hospitalization I stayed with her for hours in the ICU one night and did many tracheal suctions because her assigned nurse could not almost continually stay in her room and suction her as needed. When I finally went home in the wee hours of the morning, I had been home only a short while when my wife’s nurse called me and asked me to come back and stay the remainder of the night so I could keep her airway open, so I did so. The next morning when the respiratory therapist arrived to check on my wife, she asked why I was still there. I gave her a short report of how the night had gone. She quickly informed me that I could go home and get some sleep because she was going to take care of my wife. She said, “I get paid to do this. You go home and get some rest”. That is how things used to be. I have stayed with my wife in her room many nights and checked her vital signs and did other things to help her nurses. I was her primary care giver for some 33 years and my knowledge of her medical needs were always respected – until Covid-19 restrictions came into our lives.
Though neither I nor my wife had ever tested postive for Covid-19, I was not allowed to go to my wife’s room and see her even the next day. That day, she went into respiratory distress and was admitted to the ICU where she was treated by a doctor employed by the hospital. I learned that even our family practice physician, who for several years was the Chief of Staff at that hospital, was not allowed to come to the hospital to see my wife. He could not see her, evaluate her, write orders for her treatment, nor have any input into her treatment, even though he had been treating her for more than 20 years. Thanks to Covid-19 and the utterly stupid regulations thereof.
After my wife had been in the ICU for a couple of weeks, totally isolated from any family contact, not even so much as a phone call, my wife informed her nurse that if “They” wanted to “put her to sleep” they had her permission to do so. When her nurse, during a phone call, told me about this, I tried to explain her reaction to being hospitalized without adequate rest and without family contact, the nurse replied, “Well, we need to respect her wishes”. I quickly informed the nurse that it was her responsibility to treat her by carrying out doctors orders, but it was not her job to make life and death decisions for my wife, and it never would be.
After a failed attempt to remove kidney stones, due to a severe inflammation of one kidney and ureter, and placement of an external drainage tube, my wife was transferred to a longer term treatment hospital and the nightmare continued. First, her PPO decided to refuse coverage for her treatment and finally changed their mind and agreed to covering her for a week at a time. Then the hospital decided to release her to home without doing anything about the fact that she had a kidney infection and has numerous stones in one kidney. They also were going to send her home with a respirator attached to her tracheostomy tube and with an abdominal feeding tube inserted directly into her stomach. After I had a somewhat heated argument with an official at the hospital they agreed to get a urology consult and the urologist ageed to remove her external kidney drainage tube, remove most or all of her kidney stones and make sure she had adequate urinary drainage before she came home.
Finally, her discharge day arrived and while someone was bathing her, getting her ready to come home, she went into acute respiratory distress. While she was being rolled around during her bath, somehow her trach tube became dislodged from its normal location and the end of the tube became stuck in between two layers of tissue in the inner layers of her trachea, so they pulled the tube out and revived her and decided to observe her for a couple of days before sending her home. The next day my wife went into septic shock, was sent to the ICU and upon arriving there she went into cardiac arrest, and was resuscitated. Her nurse called me and told me what had happened and asked if I wanted her to be a DNR. I informed him that we were not going to go there and he would continue to try to keep her alive so she could have a chance to recover. That is not what staff members in the ICU want to hear, but I did not care what they want to hear.
My wife now had been an inpatient for about 2 months and the nightmare continued. After about another week to 10 days, it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep my wife’s oxygen saturation as high as it needed to be. Apparently, air was leaking around her trach tube instead of all of it going to her lungs. This time the doctor treating her called me and wanted me to agree to making my wife a DNR because he did not know anything else he could do for her. I informed him to keep trying. He became angry, reminded me that as a nurse I know very well that things do not always work out well and he hung up the phone. I finally got a nurse to ask an ENT physician to see my wife and try to find a solution to the problem. It happened that the ENT physician on duty then was one that had treated my wife for several years and knew her well. He examined her and ordered a special made trach tube just for her to accomodate her short trachea. They then took out her trach tube and intubated her through her mouth and then her nurses sort of settled in to wait for the new tube to arrive.
About the middle of October, the hospital finally changed their visitation policy and agreed to allow family members to visit patients in the hospital, but only one family member per day and only from 11:00AM to 5:00 PM. I finally was allowed to see my wife for the first time in about 10 weeks. I arranged for a different family member to see her each day so my wife could get to see each of us at least one time every week. When the day arrived that the new trach tube was to arrive it did not arrive and the company from which it was ordered informed the nursing staff that it had not yet shipped and would not be shipped for a few days. In the meantime my wife’s strength was slowly deteriorating. Her infectious control physician told me that he was going to discontinue her antibiotics because he thought she no longer needed more antibiotics. The next day when I arrived to visit her, she was non-responsive and I was informed that she had undergone an emergency bronchial washing because she had a rattle in her right lung and a sample of the washing was sent to the lab for analysis and she had been given some fentanyl for pain. A couple of hours later I noticed that she was moving her head around as though she was trying to find a more comfortable position, so I went to her bedside and talked to her. She opened her eyes and looked at me and nodded her head indicating that she could hear me and agreed with some of what I was saying. a couple of hours after that, she was non-responsive again and she remained that way until about 4:00 PM when a respiratory technologist came in to see her and was moving her dressing around her tracheal stoma and she was grimacing in pain and I thought at least she is still there though she is only responsive to pain and I left for the day.
The next day, October 29, I arrived shortly after 11:00 AM and everything was going downhill for my wife. She was non-responsive and her heart rate had slowed from about 95 bpm to 75 bpm. Her oxygen saturation had gone from about 91% down to 88%, and then to 86% and the nurse said the respiratory therapy folks could not get it any higher. Her breathing rate other than what the respirator was doing was only 2 or 3 breaths per minute, and sometimes it was zero, though the machine was doing 12 breaths per minutes. Her kidneys had stopped functioning a couple of days previously, and her digestive functions had stopped. I knew she was either dead or was almost dead. The doctor who had been treating her since before she was in the ICU came into the room and put his arm around me and said, “there is nothing else that I can do. She is not going to make it”. I told him I agreed. He offered to let my whole family come and see her for a while. I called them all and asked them to come to the hospital, tell the security folks that the doctor had asked for them all to come to her room. They all arrived and we gathered around, said our good-bys and after about an hour I informed them that their mother was going to be taken off life support and they would never again see her alive in this life. I told them all if they wanted to stay while she was extubated they could stay, but if they did not want to stay, there was no need do so. Most of them stayed. After the life support machine was turned off and she was extubated, in just a few minutes her heart slowed down to 35 beats per minute and then just stopped and she flat-lined. The nurse turned all the monitors off and she was dead.
My wife’s death certificate says she died of respiratory failure, pseudomonas sepsis, and atrial fibrillation with rapid ventricular response. I am convinced they should have added Covid-19 restriction abuse and depression from a broken heart and family separation despair syndrome.
Even at my wife’s funeral we could not get away from the effects of the Covid-19 hysteria. We used a funeral home chapel for her funeral service and even there everyone was required to wear a mask and do social separation and no more than 25 people could attend. It looked foolish and it was foolish. After the chapel service we went to a National Cemetery for her burial and had a very brief burial service, but even there, there was an official present who decreed that we all had to wear masks and be at least 6 feet from each other. This was in an open air meeting area. We could not even go to the grave site and observe her burial. We had to wait until her body was buried and the ground was covered, and then we could go see where she was interred.
My wife and I have both been long time deeply religious and committed Christians. We were aware that after having had pneumonia a few times and having a tracheostomy with a history of respiratory problems, she was at risk, though she was from a family in which most ladies lived to ripe old ages. About 10 or 12 years ago we made an agreement that we would strive to be together to celebrate our golden wedding anniversary. Her death certificate says she died on October 29, 2020. On that day we had been married 50 years and 19 days. I really believe my wife died the previous day late in the afternoon, but her body continued some limited function until she was removed from life support.
Even the nurse who took care of my wife on the day shift for the last couple of days she was alive, a beautiful young lady, on that last day while I was talking to the attending physician, put her arm around me and said, “to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord”. I am glad that at her tender age she knows that verse. I have, on several occasions, heard different people express real happiness when their spouses make that great transition to become disembodied souls in the presence of the Lord. I am still grieving with much sorrow these events that I did not want to happen. While writing these lines, I have done so through many tears, having stopped many times to dry my face and try to control my composure. I too, want to ask, “Is there balm in Gilead”, only to hear a response, “not anytime soon”. I believe my wife has gone to be in the presence of our Lord, but not knowing much of anything about what heaven is like and never having been there, and knowing that my assignment is still here, and my life’s partner, an amazing gift from God, is now gone, and will never again be my wife, I can’t help but see that my house is now empty except for me and my wife’s cats, and even they seem to have figured out that she is not coming home. We should have made that goal to be together for our 60th anniversary.
You know what?
All this started because of “Unmasking “
We should choose a date and have an “ unmasking day”
( By the way that mysterious photo of an Oval Office
meeting that Scavino removed….
Could be Pakistan makes peace with Israel. Per Amir Tsarfati)
Merry Christmas ?
Thank you Sundance and the whole Treehouse gang!
The truth, where we are, the foreboding and the disconnect – this is exactly how I’ve been feeling, especially since I live in a liberal enclave and the slightest hint of being able to share this with anyone except my immediate family will bring scorn and ridicule and I’m afraid, worse. Lifelong friends have become people I don’t recognize, shrill and full of hate for a man and by extension, anyone that supports him. Some proclaimed if you voted for Trump, unfriend me. Unfriend me? Never because I love you, not your political leanings. In the interest of ‘loving others’ my church has bought into the fact that physical health should be protected at the cost of our spiritual health. It reopened a few weeks ago. I’ve attended a different church for months that got creative and had tents outside but now, do I leave the congregation that I’ve been part of since childhood or move on? I don’t doubt my pastors love Jesus but the liberal crap is influencing messages. But I love the people in that congregation. So much turmoil and loss is overwhelming to me. Thank you Sundance for getting to the heart of where many of us are and reminding us that while we can’t see where things will end, in the end, God will restore a new heave and new earth. Thank you for everything you do here and I pray that someday we all get to meet face to face and rejoice.
Thanks, bro. I’ve been down and into myself and that’s not good. I’m going to try to accept God’s grace and give outside myself.
Blessed Be God Forever.
Joy to the World the Lord has come let earth rejoice ?
Amen
Thank you! This is a perfect verse and image for our lives today!