Rick and Monique

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Then and Now

I've written down thoughts and words by three revolutionary, intelligent and well-spoken men, quoting what I believe to be the true meaning of revolutionary revelations and reactions.  All these men carried with them an internal grit necessary to build a great country under a completely new government system. Weaker men tear these men and all others like them down by their indifference to freedom.

You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation. You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it.
Dr. Adrian Rogers, 1931

With respect to the words, “general welfare,” I have always regarded them as qualified by the details of power connected with them. To take them in a literal and unlimited sense would be a metamorphosis of the Constitution…[that] was not contemplated by the creators.
James Madison

A government big enough to give you everything you want, is strong enough to take everything you have.
Thomas Jefferson

Saturday, May 9, 2009

The Heart Of A Mother

To bear and to birth does 

Not a mother make.

A mother wears the fruit of 

Love on her heart.

She nurtures and builds.

She leaves them to nothing.

She builds hope,

Proves faith

Provides love.

Mothers use dry wit

And cunning

And clever means to Inspire.

All she has resides with her children,

A single day.

A week.

A month.

A year.

A lifetime.

All that she does benefits them,

All that she makes guards them.

She laughs with their joy,

enjoys their happiness,

Lives with their dreams.

And her heart breaks with their 


Tears like blood

Turn storms to tenderness

As rain and growth.

She gives as if her very heart

Were theirs.

She holds them for every reason.

She plays with them,

She touches them.

She teaches them with 

The most gifted wisdom

And the patience of fairies.

Her strength is theirs 

even the faint and the strain.

Sickness and health are nothing

to her tireless wit and will

Infinite desires fill them

by her prayers limited only

by the width and breadth of the day and night.

She bless them by all she is.

They know

That her outstretched arms

Are made of sacrifice, safety, 

Generosity and love.

Like flowers in spring.

The stars carry her light

And the wind her name

Together with the names 

Of her charge,

And that, forever.

If even for a time

She was their face of love,


And are now eternally hers.

Her children watch her 

Faithfully, as do I.

She did not always birth them,

She always gives them life.

She wears her Lord's compassion,

and rests with Him

Who also gave her life.

To bear and to birth does 

Not a mother make.

She tastes her instinct 

Like the finest morsel.

And when they're with her

she surrounds them with it. 

She smiles, cries,

Endures and perseveres.

She pines for her children jealously

and also gives them away.

She serves they serve her.

She gives and stands.

And I stand with her.