Sunday, June 8, 2014

The fire burns


As I am finishing shaving I remember my friends statement about his wife--

"The fire is gone but shoulder to shoulder, we walk through this life."

I walk softly over to the edge of the bed and watch as you quietly breathe.


Unable to resist I slowly run my fingers across your serene face. The strand of hair curling behind your ear runs across your alabaster cheek and through my hand.  My eyes focus as I lean closer amazed at your beauty.

Does the fire of romantic love have to die with time?

My fingers feather down your gently curved leg slowly to your toes. The effleurage deepens your slumber so I whisper in your ear, “Come my love.  Open those emerald eyes.”


As I lightly tug at your fingers you slowly slip your smooth feet onto the floor and reach for my shoulders. Resting your head  across my chest your soft auburn hair cascades down. I feel your heart beating next to mine.

As you ease open your eyes, I gaze into them closely trying to plumb their depth but it is like the boundless mysterious ocean.  I can only stand in amazement and quietly say,

 “Good morning, my princess. "

"Happy eighteenth anniversary.”


Saturday, May 24, 2014

To the Last Shot



This past summer while visiting Washington DC I toured the World War II Memorial.
As I was standing there looking at the Announcement Stone,
HERE IN THE PRESENCE OF WASHINGTON AND LINCOLN,
ONE THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY FATHER AND THE OTHER THE
NINETEENTH CENTURY PRESERVER OF OUR NATION, WE HONOR
THOSE TWENTIETH CENTURY AMERICANS WHO TOOK UP THE STRUGGLE
DURING THE SECOND WORLD WAR AND MADE THE SACRIFICES TO
PERPETUATE THE GIFT OUR FOREFATHERS ENTRUSTED TO US:
I was moved as I considered  the immense sacrifice made by those men and all those gone before them to preserve our form of government and I could not help but feel my responsibility to maintain it.

I am also a student of history and judicial philosophy so I knew what once had been no longer is. As I heavily sat down thinking, the words of that wise writer long ago echoed in my mind, "he that increases knowledge increases sorrow" (Ecclesiastes 1:18).

The Madisonian system of government that so brilliantly had dispersed the power of government in order to prevent tyranny had been slowly eroding. Though decades in the making our current state of affairs unfortunately came as no surprise.  The list of current abuses of the Constitution filled me:
  • The government has a massive surveillance program in which every citizen has had telephonic and email data captured by the government.
  • Every citizen has been warned that the president may kill them on his own authority without a charge, let alone a conviction. 
  • We have a secret court that approves thousands of secret searches every year
  • We have a new Obama-era law, the National Defense Authorization Act, that allows for the indefinite detention of people by the government and, while exempted from mandatory detention, allows for such detention of citizens.
  • The government has attempted to influence the freedom of the press
  • The executive has obstructed Congress
The list unfortunately goes on. The government would later even barricade the very same World War II Memorial I was sitting in.

As I considered the sad state of modern America I wondered: What can a single American do in the face of the enormous power that is the United States government? How can I make a difference? I knew the sad truth was probably nothing. I am just too small.

I rose again and walked around reading the inscriptions,

OUR DEBT TO THE HEROIC MEN AND VALIANT WOMEN IN THE SERVICE
OF OUR COUNTRY CAN NEVER BE REPAID. THEY HAVE EARNED OUR
UNDYING GRATITUDE. AMERICA WILL NEVER FORGET THEIR SACRIFICES.

HERE WE MARK THE PRICE OF FREEDOM

THEY FOUGHT TOGETHER AS BROTHERS-IN-ARMS.
THEY DIED TOGETHER AND NOW THEY SLEEP SIDE BY SIDE.
TO THEM WE HAVE A SOLEMN OBLIGATION. 

As I once again sat down with head in hands, I decided that even if my efforts were puny, even if all I had to offer were small words in a dark corner, even if my efforts were to be in vain as I was swallowed up by the immensity of the forces slowly pushing America away from its founding, I didn't care. Sometimes you fight, well, because it's just the right thing to do.




Saturday, May 10, 2014

The Mysterious Will of God


A friend wrote me a letter asking, "Why do good people die needlessly?" As I confidently sat down with pencil in hand about to write a letter in response, I heard music come on over the radio...

"You make all things work together for my good
 You make all things work together for my good..."

The DJ chimed in, "There it is--the latest from the Newsboys ! 'Your Love Never Fails'. Are you familiar with the David and Bathsheba story? Isn't it amazing how God can take even the most broken of things and work it together for our good? Let's take a moment and go over the story."

Hmmm, I thought. The David and Bathsheba story. As my mind began to spin thinking about a different perspective, the letter slipped from my hands...



Uriah stood straight and squinted. The early morning sun was bright coming over the high wall of Rabbah. The fresh springtime had brought another round of fighting the enemies of Israel and this time it was the old enemy, the Ammonites. The Israelites had fought courageously the last few days and were besieging the capital. This would be a hard fight, Uriah knew, but he was confident. He had spent years now away from his ancestral home in the land of the Hittites, and really was one no longer. He had given up all for David.

Ahh, David ! It was he who had picked him up that day and instead of killing the "foreigner" offered the opportunity to become something special. David said he could see the spirit in Uriah. Uriah followed, and after proving himself in battle after battle David took him aside one day and asked him,

"Uriah, I am forming a small group of men - about thirty - that I know to be loyal to me who have shown the warrior's skill and more importantly the willingness to give all for our cause. I want you to be one of my mighty men. Will you lead, Uriah?"

Uriah was overwhelmed with emotion. There were thousands of soldiers in David's army, and yet David considered him to be among the select few that was worthy. Uriah humbly responded , "It would be my honor."

From then until the fight with the Ammonites, Uriah had continued on with valor. This fight, though, would not be an easy one, he knew. Rabbah was heavily fortified. Speaking with Benaiah, another of the select thirty, Uriah said, "Ben, we cannot attack by the west wall. Their best soldiers are there and it would be suicidal. We must find a weakness." 

As they were speaking, a horse rode up quickly and the rider dismounted. "A message for Uriah from Joab." Joab was the King's general. "What is it?" asked Uriah apprehensively. "The King demands your presence immediately at the palace in Jerusalem." What could this be? thought Uriah. It must be important so Uriah without hesitation mounted and rode.

Upon arriving at the palace, the guards were expecting him and immediately ushered him in to see David. David looked worried and asked, "How has the fighting gone, Uriah? I am concerned and know I can trust your opinion."

"David, my lord, the reports you must have heard are not true. We have had the upper hand, and now must take the city." After discussing it all in more depth, David said, "It is late. I am going to retire and you should go home to your wife." At that, David dismissed him. Uriah stepped into the cool night air. He missed his wife, Bathsheba. She was beautiful in body and soul and Uriah started to go, but abruptly stopped. "No," he thought. "I cannot do such a dishonorable thing. Ben and the others are sleeping on the muddy ground and may begin the attack soon. I cannot take such pleasure while they fight." He lay down amongst the palace guards and slept.

The next day, David was told Uriah did not go home. "Why did you not go home to your wife?! Uriah - stay another night and lets talk more about the upcoming assault on Rabbah." The King opened his table and they feasted and drank while recounting all the old times. "Remember that time when some of the Thirty went and got that water for me when I was so thirsty? They risked everything going into the enemies camp - I will never forget it." said David. 

"We would do it again, my lord," said Uriah. As the night wore on, David again retired to his chambers and told Uriah to go home. Uriah was groggy after having a bit too much to drink. He was thinking again of his beautiful wife, Bathsheba, and began to stumble toward his home. Hitting a rock and falling he cut his hand and came to his senses. "What am I doing? Our army is bleeding for David and I am going home to my wife?" He shuffled back to the palace and slept once again with the guards.

Early the next morning, Uriah was abruptly awakened from his stupor by the guards. Brought before King David once again, David said, "Uriah, at last I have come to terms with how I desire the battle for the Ammonite capital to proceed. Here are my personal instructions for Joab's eyes only. It has been sealed and it must not be stolen or opened by any other. Take it immediately to General Joab."

Uriah placed the orders within his tunic next to his heart. "I will die before I allow it to be stolen, my lord."

Uriah rode swiftly to Rabbah and directly to Joab. Bowing before his general, Uriah presented him with the letter. "From our King for your eyes only." Joab instantly tore open the seal and read the instructions. Staring hard down at Uriah, he said, "We must attack immediately. You and Benaiah will lead the charge. It will be against the west wall."

Uriah stood, paused, and said, "Our King David has expressed much confidence in me and I will not let him down."

While organizing the men Benaiah said to Uriah, "It's impossible. There is almost no chance we can succeed. David has always been so wiley. Why would he demand this frontal assault against their strongest position?" 

Uriah quickly stopped him. "If David believes we can succeed, then I do as well. Summon your courage, Ben. We will achieve victory today." He knew Ben was right, but he was not going to show weakness - not now. Joab rode up and spoke to the men, inspiring them. Uriah approached Joab and said, "My lord, I know those instructions I carried over those miles were for this and all are forbidden to see them. Will you allow me to carry them, unopened, next to my heart. It will give me the courage to honor David and win this fight here and now."

Joab hesitated, his horse swinging back and forth and then said, "Follow the King's command and do not open. You may carry it."

Uriah place it again under his armor, under his tunic, against the flesh outside his fast beating heart.

"We will carry the wall, sir."

The shofar blew and the men rose. Yelling, as if one, they charged the wall.
The arrows began to rain down but the men did not stop. On they went. As they reached the base of the wall, they extended their ladders and began the climb. It was at this point Joab was to release the reserves for the final push. Uriah and Benaiah were just behind their men.
They looked back to their lines and saw Joab mounted, pacing back and forth. Why was he not sending the reserves? As their men began to fall, Joab raised his arm and directed the men away from the city wall. Confused, doubt beginning to seep into his heart about the true nature of that letter, Uriah looked toward his men fighting along the wall when an arrow came screaming through the air and struck Uriah in the chest near his right shoulder.
Falling back onto the ground, eyes wide in shock, he knew the wound was serious. What did David command in that letter? his mind ached to know, suspicion jabbing at his fading senses. Struggling to his knees, with the blood flowing, Uriah couldn't stand it any longer. Reaching with difficulty into his bloody tunic with all the strength he had left, he pulled out the letter. Breaking a command for the first time in his life, he opened it and read,


"Put Uriah out in front where the fighting is fiercest. Then withdraw from him so he will be struck down and die." 

His soul shattering as if hit by a thousand arrows, Uriah leaned back and the letter slipped from his dying hand and softly fell...


...onto the floor. As I picked up the letter, the disk jockey continued, "Can you imagine how many times that story has been told over the past 3,000 years? How many people have been inspired by the working together for our good..."

As I ease back into my comfortable recliner, suddenly feeling very small, I remembered the words from the book of Romans.

"For who withstandeth his will? Shall the thing formed say to him that formed it, Why didst thou make me thus? Hath not the potter a right over the clay, from the same lump to make one part a vessel unto honor, and another unto dishonor?....

I knew God was sovereign, planning with eternity in mind and and my poor eyes struggled to see past my own death. I also new God was not capricious and had a plan that extended beyond this life. How then could my mortal eyes see the immortal? I meekly took the pencil and began to write the words written so, so long ago: 


"The Lord responded to Job,

Will the person who finds fault with the Almighty correct him?
    Will the person who argues with God answer him?”

 Job answered the Lord,


 "How can I answer you?

#david #uriah 

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Adrift


In Oklahoma City, there is a brewing controversy surrounding a display of the Ten Commandments in the Capitol city of that state.


The ACLU has found an individual willing to file a complaint, and the lawsuit,  Prescott v. Oklahoma Capitol Preservation Commission, is ongoing. There are divergent groups demanding equal time including a group from New York, The Temple of Satan, who are demanding a statue of  Baphomet, a goat-headed pagan idol sitting on a 7-foot-tall throne inscribed with an inverted pentagram.

What will the courts decide?

That is not easy to answer because the jurisprudence on the Establishment Clause of the First Amendment, "Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion", is currently in disarray. Probably no area better epitomizes that reality than this specific issue of religious imagery.

Back in 2005, the Court issued an opinion on this specific issue of displaying the Ten Commandments at the Texas state capitol in Van Orden V Perry. They ruled that it was constitutional. They also issued an opinion in McCreary County v ACLU of Kentucky that a display of the Ten Commandments in a Kentucky County was unconstitutional. 5-4 with the swing vote in both being Justice Breyer.

They issued both opinions on the SAME DAY.

The irony was, of course, not lost on Breyer. His judicial philosophy is one of looking for consequences and also the purposes of a law. Original meaning is not definitive for him. He attempted to explain his inconsistency by the purpose (as he saw it) for each.

Originally, because the Bill of Rights did not apply to the states prior to the modern interpretation of the 14th Amendment (mid-twentieth century), the states were free to display religious symbols, even free to literally establish a state church (which some did).

So if a state wanted to display the Ten Commandments or even a statue of Satan, they were free to do so. There was no compulsion to display various religious symbols "equally". If the people of a state wanted a specific display --- then so be it.

About 75 years ago, the Supreme Court drew up the deep anchor of the original understanding and have become adrift. They have attempted to "set their sails" using various legal constructs (such as the appropriately named Lemon test) but they keep changing the sails. Lower Courts are confused and understandably so.

When you embark on a method of interpretation that is based on the fluid "purpose" and "consequences", you effectively remove the "We the People" from the Constitution and the government "of the people, by the people, for the people" and replace it with a government "of the few, by the few" --- the Justices themselves. You diminish the republican form of government and replace it with an oligarchy of Ivy League "superiors" who tell us what the meaning is: today, anyway. Pay attention. It could change tomorrow. How will this case turn out?

Which way is the wind blowing?


Sunday, March 30, 2014

The Wall


Sometime ago while working in Pittsburgh, I would admire the architecture of the old buildings of yore. Walking through the beautiful Carnegie Library on the north side of Pittsburgh though, I could not help but feel a deep sense of darkness.  

Once so proudly utilized, it was now a relic of the past.Walking down the steps, I strolled over the walkway engaged by more architectural artistry.

 "The reading Blacksmith", the statue is called. A gift from Carnegie to the people in honor of one Colonel Anderson, a benefactor of his. On the plaque, Col. Anderson was praised as the "founder of free libraries in western Pennsylvania". Sitting down while pondering this, I noticed up on the corner of the building behind (the backside of the Buhl Planetarium) an inscription from Psalm 19 hidden behind trees and overgrowth (not reflected in this picture). It read:

"The heavens declare the glory of God;
and the firmament sheweth his handywork.
Day unto day uttereth speech,
and night unto night sheweth knowledge."

As I began to consider the implications, I sat down. Hidden on the backside of the planetarium and obscured by foliage were words once bright in that very building, so much so they engraved it in stone.  Now I knew, it was no longer taught. The universe explored in the old Buhl Planetarium was now simply a product of nature, they say. Moved, I scribbled down a little poem:

You sit at his feet, this teacher of old,
his thoughts once bright now seldom told.
You walk the halls and peer into the rooms,
His truth forgotten, you see only gloom.
Down the steps, across the lane,
I discover His truth does remain
I gaze above, my eyes then fall,
Once inscribed on minds,

Now only on the Wall

Along with other miscellaneous notices attached to the statue wall, I posted my little poem. "Too expensive to remove," I thought, "so they just hide it with the nature they no longer attribute to God." Returning back in a few days, I noticed my poem had been torn down and construction had started on "The Wall". In a few weeks the inscription had been replaced by glass.

As I sadly walked away that day, I could not help but think of another passage from the book of Psalms, just five chapters before the lost inscription--

The fool hath said in his heart,'There is no God.' 

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Mask


Ever blithe, she is as smooth as the salt flats beyond the Silver Island mountains she calls home. 

A polite smile, a gesture of goodness, is given freely as she quietly enters the wide room and takes her seat.  She knows her work will be unusually crawling this day so she begins by visiting her favorite website. The opinions, oh how they flow! There again—there he is. Socrates he calls himself. How could he? He is as foolish as a peacock this braggart. Ever pluming himself on his clever phrases, he strokes his ego as he denigrates all who dares cross his path. Few do.  Meletus does though. This is the name she has taken. She has decided that it will be an appropriate cloak.

As she begins to type, her anger grows---is he really that simple? He pretends to be so wise but he is just a fool. “Professing to be wise, they become fools” says the scripture verse. She will put him in his place.
Her typing grows more furious as she goes and finds herself beginning to curse. “If your brains were dynamite, you wouldn’t have enough to blow your ##^&$ hat off!!” She continues with a flourish and slams enter.  

Satisfied that the old peacock has been properly humbled, she rises from her seat and casually strolls down toward the office kitchen.  “Let your speech be seasoned with salt…” she remembers the passage with delight.

“How are you today, Angela?” her good-natured co-worker asks.  “Fine, just fine”, Angela says as she enters, her demure smile ever present.

As he casually returns to his desk he glances at the family pictures alongside the Easter cross on Angela’s desk and thinks, “What a wonderful Christian she is!”



 “Manicured grave plots, grass clipped and  flowers bright, but six feet down its all rotting bones and worm-eaten flesh. People look at you and think you’re saints, but beneath the skin you’re total frauds.--Jesus

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Crumbling Wall


“The accumulation of all powers, legislative, executive, and judiciary, in the same hands, . . . may justly be pronounced the very definition of tyranny.” Federalist #47-James Madison

To prevent tyranny, walls were built long ago. Those walls, keeping the various parts of government separated, are falling down. 

The Founders split the power between the states and the federal government. They also split the federal government apart - all in a strong effort to prevent the consolidation of power -  but after 225 years, the mortar is weakening.

The states were a significant check, but in the mid-twentieth century the Supreme Court began to interpret the Constitution in such a way as to significantly reduce the power of the states to the advantage of the national government.  In addition to changing the structure through changing the meaning of words in the Constitution, the national government has slowly accrued power through money. Today about half of state revenue comes from the national government. Even if a state wanted to resist, they simply cannot afford to. They have become subservient to the will of the national government. This check is largely gone.

What about the two other branches of the federal government? The Congress was given several means to prevent the unchecked power of the Executive:

·         Power of the Purse
·         Oversight Jurisdiction
·         Impeachment

How are these bricks holding up?

1.     Power of the Purse
As we saw from recent attempts, Congress cannot muster the political capital necessary to cut off all funding because people recognize the cascading failure that would happen to so many services that Americans have now become dependent upon. This “nuclear option” will not work. Aside from a total cut off, attempts to “piece meal” restrictions have been met by the Executive simply moving “discretionary” items around to achieve its goals. Recently, in order to pay for the federal health insurance exchange, the Obama Administration made plans to use 454 million in Prevention Fund dollars - which is about half of that annual budget. With the President able and willing to circumvent the law by a financial shell game, the power of the purse is effectively nullified.

2.     Oversight Jurisdiction
Recent attempts by Congress to subpoena documents have been denied and questions have been refused to be answered.  Attempts to force compliance have been hamstrung by courts.  
Appointments are another oversight, but the typical party spirit does not lead to consensus. Congress should have a standing rule that anyone given a recess appointment to a judicial position be categorically rejected for subsequent confirmation, but the party in power sides with the President. The short term political gain at the expense of long term constitutional damage is slowly taking more bricks out of the wall.

3.     Impeachment
To achieve this defense against tyranny, a Congress has to be largely united in opposition to a President. This means the people have to be united in opposition against a President in order to elect/support those representatives.  An astute President will make sure he is satisfying enough of the people to prevent this. As Julius Caesar made sure to take care of the people’s demands to prevent an uprising, our modern government has slowly put enough people on the teat of government support to prevent a mass voting against a President who is “giving the people their bread”.  Achieving impeachment is very unlikely.

What of the last branch the Supreme Court?
We have seen significant challenges to violations of the Constitution raised but rejected due to a lack of “standing”.  In order to even obtain a hearing for a violation, one must show an injury-in-fact, show an injury that is traceable to the defendants conduct and be “fixable” by the Court. All these are artificial constructs as this definition is nowhere in the Constitution.  The Court has been reluctant to grant standing to members of Congress as they seem to view challenges as a sort of poor loser mentality.  The Court is away without constitutional leave while the walls separating the powers that were instituted by the Founders are being slowly, consistently torn down. The guardianship of the lines separating the powers is a basic and essential duty of the Court and they are failing.

A further development is the vast increase in the administrative bureaucracy.  Perhaps a majority of “laws” or regulations are not passed by Congress but by this massive new branch of government. The Court in the recent case Arlington v FCC ruled that government agencies can decide their own jurisdictions! In dissent Chief Justice Roberts said, “It would be a bit much to describe the result as ’the very definition of tyranny’ but the danger posed by the growing power of the administrative state cannot be dismissed.”

Conclusion
A wall as thick and well-built as the Constitution of the Unites States is not easily or quickly destroyed. Alert citizens are seeing holes - decades in the making -  in the brick and mortar. Without a sudden calamity it could take years yet before a total breach is accomplished. There is still time. 

What to do?

The Framers feared the legislative branch and made Congress as weak as possible. It was designed for political division not consensus, so to look for remedy there is vain.

To hope for a leader possessing the self-restraint of a Washington to arrive in the Executive position and set things straight is empty hope. The Executive position has become what the anti-federalists warned it would become, “attended with great honor and prestige, as they always will be in large states, so as greatly to interest men to pursue them, and to be proper objects for ambitious and designing men, such men will be ever restless in their pursuit after them. They will use the power, when they have acquired it, to the purposes of gratifying their own interest” (Brutus,1787). 

The Court has shown no indication they will assert themselves in these matters and as time goes by - and if power were to remain in a party - they will increasingly be stocked with like-minded robes as the man who appoints them.

 “WE THE PEOPLE”  begins the Constitution. 

This is the true foundation of our republic and if it is to continue it is only the people who can repair the wall.

Paraphrasing Os Guinness:

Can the people tear away the chains of comfort and complacency and return to the deeply held roots of the Jewish, Christian, and Classical beliefs that made our vision possible? Can we turn away from alternate visions of freedom that though seductive are lazy-minded and empty?


The shadows are lengthening. Revive America, and return.