It’s been a while since my last post – connection problems. Nothing comes easy any more. BLM and social distancing don’t mix it seems, but mobs are like that. Anarchy seeks company and COVID-19 masking offers more anonymity. I lived in Nevada too long to understand all the brouhaha since “BLM” meant Bureau of Land Management out there. People are so confused and self-centered it is strange they can feel anything. I suppose breaking something that isn’t theirs makes sense. I am quite entertained when a professional team boycotts because they have suffered racism and drives to their mansion in a multi-million dollar foreign car. How can a country so blessed become one of unrest and mayhem? ‘It’s a Puzzlement. People who do not respect this country and are determined to change it are the enemy of freedom, mercy and grace, the three basic ingredients of a nation “Under God”. We imbibe the wrong nutrients and read the wrong thing. We’re gloriously made and pitifully confused. We can thank watered down Worship and abominable politics for that! And, must throw in “Terrible Teaching” to boot. Know that our coming election is the most important decision we will ever make and I pray that the hearts that are clean will vote since there is the likelihood of fraud in allowing illegals the privilege. God HELP us!
And that’s what I get from My Box of Chocolates right here in my little corner studio under the shadow of Kyle Field.