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Toppled by forces beyond our control

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We get Chinook winds here in northern Colorado that can get up to 100+ mph. The strength and force can blow over even the strongest trees. That happened recently to some trees we had up on our mountain property northwest of Fort Collins. We don’t live up there full time, but when we went up there recently we found some of our largest, even healthy looking trees toppled over, uprooted completely from the ground around the rocks and boulders with the roots exposed.

It reminds me of how vulnerable our country and government administration is right now. The media running amok with ‘leaks’, compromising influences, immigration bans, repeals, etc. further adds to the already weakened, wobbly foundation. Add to that all the protest marches of people taking their gripes, complaints, personal vendettas and agendas to the streets with chants, signs and slogans like ‘a day without immigrants’ to change what they can’t, or won’t abide by, and we have a volatile situation that can only get worse, not better. If things continue as they’re going ‘We the People’ will destroy and topple what was set up to protect all when our country was founded.

Everyone has an immigrant story to tell. My grandfather and his family were immigrants from Odessa, Russia who set down roots, and established a life based on the values our country set forth in the constitution. He went through legal channels, became a U.S. citizen, was naturalized, and valued every right and freedom in this country. He voted his candidate choice, but he did not put down others who voted differently, or disagreed with him. If he disagreed on something, whether one in political office or another who wronged him he did not pick up a sign and take his offense to the street, but chose to pray over it instead of protesting over it. He carried a bible instead, and lived by the principles in it, with respect for others, regardless their political perspective, faith or life choices. If only we could return to the things that really did ‘make America great,’ what a wonderful country we would have. Like him or not, disagree if you want, but we now have a man who is trying to do that, for the good of all people.

In the New Testament bible (Matthew 13: 3-9) it tells about Jesus’s parable of the seed sown. He talks about the seed sown by the sower planting a crop. Good seed goes down deep in the soil where there are no rocks or boulders obstructing its growth. It takes root and nothing but the forces beyond our control will topple it or blow it over upon itself. Seed scattered and tossed among the rocks and weeds will be easily uprooted, blown over, and not grow. We are known by the fruit of our tree. Good seed was planted in this country when founded, and the constitution enacted. It rooted, grew, flourished and prospered. But, today much of that root system is in jeopardy of toppling a great tree.

There will never be harmony or unity here in our country when thousands choose to defy all that our president is trying to do for the whole of this country. Wisdom comes in knowing how best to reflect our voice, disapproval or disenchantment of things we don’t like. Marching in the streets, shouting chants, carrying signs, does little to affect real change. It is just a lot of noise, and fodder for CNN News.

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Joyce E. Johnson, 2017

 

How does a country come together?

How does a country come together

when thousands march and protests grow

with fevered pitch, and violence erupts?

Can anyone predict years from now

what was done that helped unite,

or what was done that divided us more?

It’s not the side you take, nor the camp you’re in,

but to acknowledge another’s point of view

How they see the world from their eyes.

You don’t have to accept what they believe

just because they stand on the opposing side,

and live their life so different from you,

but kindness and love is what we need.

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Joyce E. Johnson (2017)

Posted January 25, 2017 by Joyce in Inspirational Poems, My Writings, Poems, poetry, Politics

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Whomever wins

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I took this photo of the U.S. capitol building while on a trip to Washington, D.C. many years ago., photo credit; Joyce E. Johnson

 

Whomever wins, whoever leads

however they reign from helm or tower

I won’t question, I won’t complain,

because I know there is One who

rules from a higher place of power,

and all, in His hands.

He will reign forever, supreme above all;

creator, master of the universe,

my father, God.

It is in Him I place my trust.

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Joyce E. Johnson (2016)

Is this our America?

 

On July 4th, 1776, a group of men from thirteen colonies came together to sign and date two important documents of the newly established United States of America. We were united as, “One nation under God, indivisible with life, liberty and justice for all.” Today, we are a country with laws looking more muddled, manipulated and misinterpreted.

Will God forsake a country founded on the principles of a democracy created to serve and protect all, regardless their color, faith, background or lifestyle? No. But, can he bless one that has so drastically moved away from the founding principles by which it was created? The pendulum swings in a different direction today, the country so divided, the parties so diverse. We can affect change from lessons learned in our history, but not if people don’t want to learn from its mistakes. There seems little likeness anymore to the original constitution created when our first congress came together, unified in spirit, like-minded.

Our laws today allow us to live however we choose, marry the same sex, change our sex, and silence the voice of the unborn, with little conscience of what we’re doing. The Muslims can meet, pray and attend their mosques, but a Christian’s rights are scrutinized, questioned, defended in court, and not allowed in our schools. That is not ‘equality’.

People want laws to keep guns out of the hands of killers. But, guns are only a means to a killer who will gain access to a weapon regardless of the kind, or how it is defined. If the intent is there to kill, he/she will find a way, and a weapon because there is evil intent in his, or her heart to begin with. Guns can still be found on the black market if gun laws are instituted, and those needing the protection with one have none.

People want to secure our borders, keep terrorists from coming in, but our country is already hosting and harboring thousands of refugees allowed into the country. Many more have gained access across our borders via Mexico with lax measures in place by illegal immigration. Terrorists can be recruited on the internet, even build their bombs from instructions found there.

Yet, how can this country pass judgment on those who enter our country illegally when thousands of unborn babies die every day in this country? Can we still expect God to bless this country? Are we living in grace, or disgrace when that kind of murder goes on? Where is the ‘justice’ for the unborn when our supreme court justices are appointed by a president who supports and allows such a law?

Is this the America we created when our U.S. Constitution and Declaration of Independence was signed? No! It is a new America. One that is in trouble, one only God can fix. Can we, “Make America great again?” (Trump). That depends on whether we are willing to get on our knees and pray, seek and acknowledge God, and trust him to heal our land. “Come together, work together?” (Clinton). Only if we are united under God,  will we stand together, but divided without him, we fall.

“We the people… to form a more perfect union…” With reported scandals, dishonesty, and accusations seen in both of our presidential candidates we are wondering who we can trust to lead us. We are a country torn asunder, not one striving to form a ‘more perfect union’. We are states in despair, struggling to get along, agreeing on little and it keeps us in a pervasive civil unrest.

II Chronicles 7:14 (Old Testament Bible) says, “If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land.” This was God’s covenant to Solomon after he built the temple for his people. Who will we choose to reside in our temple (White House), and sit in our congress?

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Joyce E. Johnson (2016)

The passing of a great leader

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Shimon Peres. 1923-2016

 

A man of valor, brave and bold, he served

 with fortitude and grace

governing his country

with formidable strength.

He took a determined course of action,

with a promise to protect and defend its rights

by peaceful means and firm resolve,

never wavering, or cowering to enemies,

but upholding honor to the Jewish state

he passes peacefully, and like his past

won’t be forgotten, but laid to rest.

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Joyce E. Johnson (2016)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Posted September 29, 2016 by Joyce in Israel, My Writings, Poems, poetry, Politics

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The world we live in now

 

The news is grim; too much the norm.

The media converging, microphones ready,

people with cell phone cameras, and video,

like vultures swarming, taking their shot

posting to Facebook and Twitter get ‘Likes,’

repeats and coverage every few minutes,

again with all of the horrific details

that thrive on the feeds

   of viral sites with streaming bytes.

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Shouting, screaming, fists raised to the sky;

it’s another demonstration, another protest;

they rant, and rage at the opposing side,

and take their fight out into the streets.

“Stop the violence. No more guns.”

“Too many lives lost, too much bloodshed.”

“So much is wrong.”

“We need new laws.”

“Let’s find a way. Let’s work things out.”

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Candidates throw their insults

at their running mates.

It’s a tiresome scene, their platform pushed

till despairing words tossed back are extreme

in hopes to win their party nomination

retracts a comment, misconstrued.

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The issue of life at conception is heard

and once more it’s Roe vs. Wade revisited again.

“Punish the woman who takes a life,” a candidate says

“But, she has her rights. It’s her choice,” another argues.

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The skies light up. Bombs explode.

Terrorists strike again inside

borders streaming with refugees that flee.

No country or people is immune to the threat

from wherever it comes, or intended place

there’s fear and distrust; it’s now what we face.

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Will it be safe, to travel, be free,

to walk through airport terminals or streets?

God, give us a leader who is wise, and sincere,

who will stand for the things we once believed in.

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At a nuclear summit with their tables full

leaders promise, “All will be better,

Just give it a chance. If we all can agree to

eliminate the threat by destroying the nukes.”

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A new judge appointed to the supreme court

angers dissenters; they don’t agree.

The turmoil spills into the courts

where laws are muddied and can’t protect

those who stand to honor and abide

by their conscious convictions what they feel is right.

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None can promise a way to spare

the country or world of problems shared.

All is in chaos wherever one lives,

memorial sites are erected for victims now dead.

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Where are we headed?

Where is the foundation we built our lives on?

For what once was there is all but gone.

Is what we see, and what we hear

a repeat of the past, or more of the same?

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There is no place where there is no strife,

where greed and corruption is not at home.

Where can one go where their soul is free?

Where there is no hate, death threats, or pain?

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I lift my eyes and train my ears where cometh the sound

of a distant trumpet, and God’s Son appears on the clouds.

I’ll not worry, nor fear what happens on this earth,

or what one can do to me,

for what I know to be true

is that it is His Kingdom that will come and reign.

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Joyce E. Johnson © 2016

Posted April 16, 2016 by Joyce in My Writings, Poems, poetry, Politics

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Securing my own ‘nest’

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Spring brings everyone outdoors once warm weather hits like a brilliant sun on a clear blue sky. Everything seems new again; blooms with delicate petals opening like arms raised to the sky in praise. Grass and trees with new buds so small it is hard to see with the naked eye, but slowly we begin to see new growth and even the birds and small game come out to celebrate the new season.

This squirrel nest is in our neighbor’s tree which hangs its low branches over the fence and into our yard, so from our back yard swing I am able to see the trees as they turn green in the spring, or yellow gold in autumn.

I have watched and wondered about whether the nest might get knocked out by a strong chinook wind, or blowing snow storm. When I saw no activity near it I even wondered if it was abandoned. But, one recent morning I noticed a squirrel climbing out of it as it hopped down onto the branches below.

Our dog, Maggie loves to go after the squirrels in our yard who are plentiful anymore, often hurrying along on the top of the fence racing to the end before she can lunge at them, but they know she is not fast enough or large enough to gain advantage over them so they tease her, screeching, twitching and snapping their tails as if slapping at her. They seem carefree, unafraid of anything happening around them. I watch them, and think, what if we could have that same feeling of unconcern in our world and take each day without anxiety, or stress.

Life can be unpredictable, never certain. We face the realities of our times, and the circumstances in which we find ourselves in, and our world can seem in jeopardy of falling apart. It can be our home, our comfort zone, or our very life that can hang in the balance because there is no monopoly on our tomorrows, only a down payment on our todays. What we put into our ‘todays’ can affect what we leave behind. A legacy that defines us, like a footprint left in this world where we’ve walked can make a difference. Recent events, terrorist attacks, political upheaval, the election woes with its unpredictable outcome, whatever it is, catastrophic storms or events can bring down our nest, our world. A strong wind can shake us, upset our nest, but a storm we have no control over can destroy us.

There is much said about securing our borders, our transportation systems, our investments, economy.” but, it is my own ‘nest,’ my own foundation that I am more focused on building and securing. Sure, I will make my mark, vote my choice, express my voice, but all else I leave in God’s hands where I can trust His judgement, His control, not that of a campaigning candidate, or world leader.

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Joyce E. Johnson (2016) 

 

 

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