Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy Name. Thy kingdom come. THY WILL BE DONE, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but DELIVER US FROM EVIL.

For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory, forever and ever. Amen †

I posted a link to this on the open, but just decided it’s too good to bury. Enjoy.

h/t Chicks on the Right

It will soon be the busiest time of year at the company I work for, and for the past several weeks, I have been screening job candidates and arranging interviews, mostly with young adults, for entry-level or seasonal positions. I find that maybe one in five or so candidates meet my minimum standards for an interview, and very few go on to make a good impression after phone contact and an interview. It seems like some of these young people have been raised in an Occupy camp, but when you draw them out, they come mostly from normal middle class homes, and often Mom or Dad is waiting in the car or the store. Their parents may have even made the first contact, inquiring whether there was a position available. I hope if you have a teenager or even college student seeking employment you have thought through the things you might be able to help them with to seriously seek employment.  (more…)

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy Name. Thy kingdom come. THY WILL BE DONE, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but DELIVER US FROM EVIL.
For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory, forever and ever. Amen †

Use this thread as an open thread just for Zimmerman Case stuff. A place to just dump, collect, or discuss general information about the Trayvon Martin VS George Zimmerman Case.

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This was posted on Facebook. Most of the comments were incredibly stupid, almost as ignorant as the moronic sign. The fact that people think (excuse me, don’t think) this way drives me crazy. Your thoughts?

Today we recognize those men who have the most incredible and important role in the world, that of father. A father becomes one of the rocks in our lives, from the very moment of our conception. A father’s active and loving presence literally helps to determine whether a child will be born, and the quality of that child’s life forevermore is tied to a man’s willingness to love and nurture his children. Most of us are fortunate to have had loving and nurturing fathers, and we take that fact for granted for many years, often not realizing the extent of a father’s love and sacrifice until we ourselves become parents.
Today, more than ever, we have too many gruesome examples of what life without a father does to a family, to the children and to society. Fortunately for us, we also have many examples of a father’s love and sacrifice, and the benefits the guidance of a strong man brings to his family, his children, and to all of us who spin around together on this strange Earth we share.  (more…)

Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate — we can not consecrate — we can not hallow — this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us — that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion — that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain — that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom — and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
May God be with you today as we pause in our very busy lives to remember those who made our way of life possible. Please share your memories and observances of those who have fallen. Today we offer prayers for our warriors and their families. 
 

This has been a very special year in our family, this past year since Mother’s Day 2011. First, we had a beloved addition to our family in May 2011, Sarah Isabella. She arrived several months early, and many of you Treepers prayed for her and her mother after her birth. Then, in March of this year, the arrival of Sadie made me a grandmother for the first time. These two births, as well as some challenges other friends and family members have faced being mothers has made me think a great deal about motherhood, and the unique challenges it brings. A recent conversation with another mother whose children are now adults added more perspective. Last year, I did a post about the history of Mother’s Day. Most people think about their mother or grandmother, or perhaps a favorite aunt,  when the topic is Mother’s Day. We adults tend to think of our mature mothers, or perhaps even an elderly mom. Because two young mothers have been in my thoughts and prayers this year, as well as my heart, I thought about writing something to honor those young women, the mothers who struggle so hard with the demands only a young family faces. A recent conversation inspired me to take it a little further. So, I would like to write about the stages of motherhood, and perhaps, for the sake of coherence and the story, I will make assumptions about families that may not match everyone’s experience. That does not mean I value your experience less.
With the first baby comes overwhelming love, awe, fear, joy, and the gushing happiness specific to motherhood. You have had 9 long months to prepare for this precious little miracle God is entrusting to you, and yet you are not ready, you can never really be prepared. How can you be prepared for that first embrace, the soft, sweet skin, the way your heart just stops at the first cry? How can you anticipate  the perfection of the unfocused stare of your baby? The completion of your family, the way your love for your husband, and his for you, is multiplied and increased, the way that three people have become a little universe of love? How can you possibly imagine the utter weariness of night upon night without sleep? The fear at the first cough or hiccup? The inner warrior woman you never knew existed who is ready to leap into action at any threat to that child? The hopes, the dreams, the plans you and your husband share as you hold that little part of you? (more…)

I found this on Facebook from Chicks On The Right. They credit Blacksphere and Occupy This. I just call it Obooba. Like Chicks On The Right if you have time to waste looking at some of the howls from “I’m not a liberal, I’m an independent” goons.