The wake of 9/11

I found another blog, the Title of Liberty. What a cool site. The author, Kevin, declares his angst that he has become a 9/11 skeptic. Boy can I relate. Here's a link to the page: http://titleofliberty.typepad.com/ttol/2006/09/in_memoriam.html#comment-73202690.

I repost some of my reply to his blog...

The Title of Liberty (a banner reminding us that the rights and liberties of man flow from God and deserve our valiant efforts to protect.) never needed to be raised as much as it does now! Pahoran's patriotic answer rings through the ages: "let us resist evil, and whatsoever evil we can not resist with our words, such as rebellions AND dissensions, let us resist with our swords, that we may retain our freedom..." Book of Mormon, Alma 61:14

We wage a war now on many fronts. We wage it with our "swords" in the Mid-East against a weapon, "radical Islam" that has been trained and fired against us. We wage with our words here against our countrymen who would turn our country into a socialist state. (And have virtually succeeded in doing so.) We wage a war of words against a media that is no longer an instrument for truthfully reporting events but a propaganda arm of some entity that seeks also to overthrow our liberties.

Now is not the time to cede the battlefield to the enemy. Now is the time to stand against an innumerable host of the foe with faith, for they that be with us are more than they that be with them. Bible, 2 Kings 6:16

Vacation Time!

We own a timeshare at a ski resort near here. (The joys of living in Utah!) We spent a week up in the mountains enjoying clear blue skies, pine trees, glorious sunlight and mountain streams and rivers. My favorite times were walking through the trees hand in hand with my wife of 21 years. Can it be that long?? For those who wonder... marriage has been the hardest thing I've ever done and continue to do. The hard part is stepping into the traces every day and working for my family. But when I get moments to hold my wife's hand or play hide and seek with my children or get letters from my son... it makes up for it.

For those of you who wonder... families are worth the sacrifice of time and sweat and tears. Think of it as an investment with unlimited growth opportunities.