Please Sign Petition to Help Cancel NBC’s Playboy Club

Here is a link to go to the website to sign a petition to cancel the series, to contact the NBC leaders, their advertisers, etc.  Please go to this website and check it out.  They say it doesn’t have anything thing to do with nudity, but they made the female stars sign a nudity waiver clause in their contract to show nudity, so go figure.  This type of program should not be on TV, let alone on the channels children can easily access!!

The website to go to is www.closetheclubonnbc.com.  Please go there and  sign this petition.  Our children are getting attack from every side with violence, nudity, perversion, etc. enough.  Thank you!

I Bowed On My Knees & Cried Holy

I dreamed of a city called Glory,
So bright and so fair.
When I  entered the gates I cried, “Holy”
The angels all met me there:
They  carried me from mansion to mansion,
And oh the sights I saw,
But I said,  “I want to see Jesus,
The One who died for all.”

Chorus
Then I bowed on my knees and cried,
“Holy, Holy, Holy.”
I  clapped my hands and sang, “Glory,
Glory to the Son of God.”
I  bowed on my knees and cried,
“Holy, Holy, Holy.”
Then I  clapped my hands and sang, “Glory,
Glory to the Son of God.”

As I entered the gates of that city,
My loved ones all knew me  well.
They took me down the streets of Heaven;
Such scenes were too many  to tell;
I saw Abraham, Jacob and Isaac
Talked with Mark, and Timothy
But I said, “I want to see Jesus,
‘Cause He’s the One who died for me.”

Chorus
Then I bowed on my knees and cried,
“Holy, Holy, Holy.”
I clapped my hands and sang, “Glory,
Glory, Glory.”
I clapped my hands and sang, “Glory”
I clapped  my hands and sang, “Glory”
I clapped my hands and sang, “Glory”
“Glory to the Son of God”
I sang, “Glory to the Son of God.”

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Coming Alive Means Dying to Self

Coming Alive Means Dying to Self.

Just in Time, Another Obama Nine-Day Vacation by John Ransom

The last time the market was this spooked was when Mr. Obama decided to start a war with Libya. While on vacation.

At that time, the presidential family headed to Brazil where the HuffPo Entertainment section told us that the “First Family watched local performers during their tour of the Cidade de Deus Favela in Rio de Janeiro on Sunday. Sasha went sporty with sneakers, while the first lady showed her support of the country sartorially, in an outfit comprised of yellow, green and blue–the colors of the Brazilian flag. They later changed into pants to tour the Christ the Redeemer Statue at night.”

This vacation happened while the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear disaster was in full force, because Japan had been rocked by the tsunami of the century. Obama also chose the vacation to start serving up cruise missiles in Libya, a war he made his very own and that he still hasn’t won.

Libya for crying out loud. That’s like invading Wisconsin.

Here was the moment when the next Great Recession began.

We saw in that crisis the epitome of a failed presidency: the listless leadership, the lack of direction, the lack of pretension in being presidential (or even pretending to be), disregard for the consequences of policy.  And the certainty that vacations would always come first.

And whatever was the purpose of the trip to Brazil, it was more of a junket than a business trip and Obama was rightly criticized for it.

Then there was that trip to Wiliamsburg that Obama cancelled because he had to, um, do that budget thing. He whined about that. A lot.

So, now comes word that after two of the worst weeks of stock market performance in the century, including a downgrade of America’s sterling credit, Obama is off to Martha’s Vineyard for nine days with the family, playing golf and doing whatever else you do on the seashore. On vacation.

I hope Obama remembers to bring a shovel and a bucket.

Yesterday the market dropped 519 points in the ninth-worst performance since 1899.Yes: 1899. Oh, yeah the sixth-worst was Monday, as in 2011.

Note to the president: It’s very helpful to the rest of us when the markets are healthy. It helps us keep our jobs.

So much for the Obama focus on “jobs.” I thought the president promised that he’d be all about jobs since the debt crisis he gave us was settled… er, negotiated? Um, fumbled? Or WTF’d.

Look, it’s obvious that the president doesn’t have a clue how jobs are created in this country. But would it be too much to ask him to understand how his own job works?

The president may run out of supporters soon and have only donors left.

Obama runs a real risk of someone from the Left taking him on. As our own Katie Pavlich wrote about it yesterday on the Tipsheet, some progressives are having buyer’s remorse over electing Obama.

That’s what happens sometimes when you go on vacation. You come back and someone else wants your job.

Even the donors are getting restless.

“I think he can shorten his vacation and focus on this issue,” Peter Buttenwieser, a major Democratic donor who counts himself as an admirer of Obama told the LA Times. “If there were a real jobs summit and a jobs push I would feel much better. We’re not paying enough attention to jobs.”

Or at least not paying enough attention to one job.

Ahem.

http://finance.townhall.com/columnists/johnransom/2011/08/11/just_in_time,_another_obama_nine-day_vacation/page/full/

A Marine Came Home Today by Lincoln Brown

A young man from my town has come home from Afghanistan.

I wish I could say that he came home to greet his family and friends. Unfortunately, he came home in a flag-draped coffin.

I never had the chance to meet this young man. I know he walked and drove the same streets I do, he ate in the same restaurants, and that he played high school sports, and was a member of student government.

I also know that his family is in the midst of shock and grief, and that our town is preparing to give him a hero’s welcome upon his return.

I have been giving thought today to the nature of patriotism, and the nature of love of country.

I am a talk show host, and I write a column now and then when I have the time and when the muse strikes. And even though I have been making an effort to “elevate the discussion” lately, I wonder if I and those in my line of work would have the intestinal fortitude to do what this young man did. In the Gettysburg Address, Abraham Lincoln called it “the last full measure of devotion”

On Friday, the United States went lost its Triple A credit rating.

Right away, the Democrats blamed the Tea Party and the Republicans pointed the finger at the White House. And of course, columnists, bloggers and talk show hosts on each side of the issue began exchanging fusillades regarding who brought us to this sorry state and how they did it. And there is nothing wrong with full-throated debate, as Juan Williams once put it.

That is something that is quintessentially American.

But I am left now to wonder if in recent years we have come to regard expressing our patriotism solely as outrage, by giving vent to our anger on the air, storming the state capitols and finding new and creative invectives to hurl at one another; all the while forgetting the names and faces, and stories of those like this young man who went to Afghanistan fully aware that he might be seeing his family and friends for the last time…and went anyway.

He went because he loved his country and because he had wanted all his life to be a Marine.

He went so that we wouldn’t have to. He went so that we could debate, argue, protest, vote and do all of the things that we all too often take for granted in this nation.

The flags in my town are at half-staff today and will remain so for the balance of the week. More and more flags are appearing on houses and buildings across town as more and more people recognize the sacrifice of this young man and his family. And God has said to him “Well done good and faithful servant, enter into the joy of your Master.”

But I hope that it does not end with that. I hope that this young man, and the millions of men and women who went before him will be held up for us as examples of what men and women can be and can do when the place their country above themselves.

And when the flags come down, I hope we will take the losses to heart and remember that this nation has been bought and paid for by the blood of heroes, who did not seek headlines, did not seek fame, and not seek anything beyond the knowledge that they had done their best for the nation that they loved.

And I hope that we will remember that no matter what side of any given debate we may take up, no matter if we paint ourselves Red or Blue, that which we do pales in comparison to what these men and women in our Armed Forces offer up on a daily basis on our behalf.

God bless Sgt. Daniel Gurr of the 4th Recon Battalion, 2nd Marine Division and his family.

http://finance.townhall.com/columnists/lincolnbrown/2011/08/11/a_marine_came_home_today/page/full/

Sunshine and Showers

Pentecost
is followed by persecution: Peter’s sermon by Peter’s imprisonment. Though today
a church may flourish abundantly, in a very short time it may be visited with
stern adversities, it may be tried none the less, but all the more, because God
is in its midst, and is blessing it….

A Christian man is seldom long at
ease. Our life, like April weather, is made up of sunshine and showers…
Nothing beneath the moon can be depended upon, all things are invariably
variable. “Boast not thyself of to-morrow,” saith the wise man; and he might
have added, “Boast not thyself of to-day, for thou knowest not how the evening
may close, however brightly the morning may have opened.”

Let us learn
this lesson at the outset, let us not reckon upon the continuance of present
ease, nor fix our happiness upon the fickle weather of this world, but let us be
ready for changes, so that, come when they may, we shall not be afraid of evil
tidings, our heart being fixed, trusting in the Lord.

From a sermon by
Charles Haddon Spurgeon entitled “Christ Asleep In The Vessel,” delivered July
13, 1873. Image
by Tim Wang on Flickr under Creative Commons License.

The Water of Life

Psalm 63:1:1 – O God, You are my God; early will I seek You; My soul thirsts for You; my Flesh longs for You in a dry and thirsty land where there is no water.  (NKJV)

It’s one of the hottest days we have had, so far in Ontario, and I’ve just come indoors weary with the heat, after watering my flower beds and planters.  The containers really ‘drink up’ the water fast and with this intense heat, even the perennials wilt without receiving an additional drink– (I find I need to refresh them every single day when the weather is warm, in order to revive them and to keep them blooming): without this refreshing they would wither and die; they could not survive the dryness for long.

John 4:14 – Whoever drinks of the water that I shall give him will never thirst.  But the water that I shall give him will become in him a fountain of water springing up into everlasting life.  (NKJV)

Just as plants need water, God, similarly refreshes us with the living water of His spirit.   He is as living water to us, but when we refuse this ‘nourishment’ we quickly wither and die.  Without God in our lives and without the thirst-quenching water of His river of life, and the cleansing powers of baptism, we would struggle to survive amid the challenges of this world.

Father:  Grant us the refreshing of all that you choose to pour into our lives today.  Come alongside us in the arid conditions of this earth that we live on, and cause us to accept your revitalizing life-giving water. Amen.

Filed In Daily Devotionals written by Patricia Day