Danny's Doting(s)

The November Election has made some people think we've won. We, The People, have won, just because Donald J. Trump was re-elected President of the United States of America. Now, all we have to do is just sit back and relax. He will beat all of the bad guys.  Except:  Ephesians 6:12 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. These are the End Times, Friends. They don't just go away because of just one person! There are things in place and in motion and momentum that there is no way DJT can stop. The U.N. 'Summit of the Future' producing its insidious, evil-to-the-core 'Pact of the Future' took place in June of this year. Eyebrow raising fools at the COP27 Climate Change Summit in Egypt basically created the unified religion of earth worship, drawing in Catholic, islamic, Hindu, Buddist, etc., representatives and pretend '...

 I was praying, asking for forgiveness of sins, and especially that any pain I have ever inflicted on anyone else be removed from them. And then it hit me:  Psalm 103:12 As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us. East and West eventually meet on a 'globe' earth.  East and West absolutely do not meet on a flat earth! They can not. They continue off to infinitum. We will never see them again because they just can't return. That must be why He put it that way!  

Kids these days have no idea what little we got by with for electronic entertainment when we were their age. They have the world at their fingertips. We had Channel 4, 5, and 13. And the luckier ones had 2, if they were really lucky. Or the radio. You only heard your favorite song if it came on the radio or you put on an LP or single. Mornings on the Bowes Farm were punctuated by Dad's continued summons of, "Danny!" from downstairs. I was snuggled down as deep in my little bed as I could be. A lifelong insomniac, no matter what time I went to bed, I only started to fall asleep around 4AM. Maybe 5. When 7:20 rolled around, it came way too soon. I hated the night because it was so interminable. Everyone else was asleep, but there I was staring at the ceiling. Or the clock. No deep sleep was ever mine. I never knew what it was. Dad's call intensified: "DANNY! The bus'll soon be here! DANNY!" The school bus arrived at twenty to eight. Who the heck's idea...