Mental Musings

In honor of the many men and women who have fought for the freedoms of our country and especially for those who have died in the pursuit to keep us free, I dedicate this poem for Memorial Day 2009. I wrote it for my father eight years ago. It expresses for me how much of a sacrifice he made and why I will always be thankful to the men and women who serve valiantly defending America. War Never Ends © 2001, Stephen R. Poole I stood there near a ship Looking out to sea I hardly knew the man He hardly knew me His eyes spoke of hardships Things too hard to tell His hands rough and cracked And then I heard a bell He turned and looked at me His voice choked, yet strong “The war continues raging I cannot linger long” He turned, faced my mom The tears began to flow His fingers wiped the tears I heard the whistle blow Boarded, bound for somewhere I watched him as he went Whenever one fell wounded Another one was sent I never really knew him Until the very end The war, long forgotten Left many wo...

Last night we went to eat with some Memphis friends and pulled up next to this truck, complete with a scratch and sniff circle that all of the boys had to try.

Ashton watched this with me and said, “Wow, those Muslims have nothing to do.” I asked, “You mean because they are having so many kids?” He said, “Yeah, with 8 kids per family.” There is a reason that God told His people to “be fruitful and multiply” (Genesis 1:28) and said that “happy is the man that has his quiver full” (Psalm 127:5) meaning he has five children. We will definitely see our culture change with such a large influx of Muslims. Why is this bad? Take a look at Islamic countries to see what our future will be.