Respect: Entitled or Earned?

by jccast

 

A middle-aged man with a cane limps by a group of young people (approx. college aged). The loudest male among the group stares intently at the man slowly making his way by, and suddenly exclaims, “You’d better show me some respect, old man!”

The man casually looks at the young upstart, approximately a third his age, and says, “What have you ever done to deserve respect?”

The young man, encouraged by the group, replies, “I don’t have to do anything. I simply am who I am, and I’m worthy of respect.” And the group chimed in with unanimous discord against the traditional belief that respect needs to be earned. Like many within the younger generation—a lack of parental supervision and controls, along with being fed the Liberal agenda in school year-after-year has brainwashed them into a sense of entitlement.

When a society intentionally veers away from family values, individualism, morals, ethics, and God, it inevitably develops a collective mind-set of hate and intolerance, with an over-inflated sense of self and entitlement, and a complete lack of personal responsibility.

In America, we’ve seen this steadily getting worse with every generation sense the 1960s, ending up in the present chaotic state.

As an ex-investigator, I have a habit of researching any topic or group I develop an interest in before making up my mind completely. So, when all the conflicts surrounding Antifa and Trump supporters became big news, I would listen to the reports.

Unfortunately, it was obvious to anyone with an IQ over 10 that the Liberal media was editing and spin-doctoring every event to meet their agenda. Just like FOX News was doing to a lesser degree on the opposite side of the issue. So, I decided to watch 100 YouTube tapes randomly, as they popped up on the side, to get a clearer idea of what was honestly happening at the rallies and marches.

Sure, there were still a few tapes that were obviously edited with their agendas in mind. But, for the most part, many of these tapes were put online with little or no editing. And one thing became clear in a hurry. The level of respect among humans for each other in America is at an all-time low.

Antifa, whose actions epitomize everything it claims to hate, mirror the Hitler Youth of the 1940s. Not once, in 100 tapes, did one of the face covered Antifa members ever act like they honestly wanted to engage in any relevant discourse with someone from the opposing camp. And whenever someone from the opposing camp tried to have a meaningful conversation with them, they did their best to shout them down, or in many cases, attacked them. Yet, ironically, when they spoke with a media personality, they claimed they had been disrespected, that they were entitled to respect—but they felt the Trump supporters deserved no respect, whatsoever.

To be honest, about half the tapes equally showed Trump supporters engaged in disrespectful actions. And some of these people you would see in several of the tapes. It’s as if they wanted to start just as much friction as the Antifa camp because it would get more views on YouTube. As if getting more views on their site is more important than fellow human beings. Kind of makes you wonder when was the last time they read their Bible, especially the parts regarding how you should treat your fellow man.

In light of what’s being taught in schools and pushed in every other format, under the guise of Political Correctness, I was happy to see at least half the Trump supporters still trying to do things in a respectful manner, while still getting their points across, and standing up for their rights. Unfortunately, the others that are doing it for YouTube ratings, personal thrills, or some other selfish motive are actually a detriment to the cause because of their disrespectful actions. And for those in the tapes that are claiming to be Christians, yet still engage in the un-Christian-like actions, they really need to rethink their purpose for being there. It surely isn’t to honor God.

For those that might ask about defending myself and way of life; yes, I believe in self-defense and defending our way of life. I’m a disabled Vet. But I don’t believe in instigating violence for the sake of ratings, thrills, or any other selfish reason. My belief is that violence is only acceptable for self-defense or the defense of others. And any action taken without proper respect only lowers your self-respect.

I find it very hard to believe that those at these rallies and marches claiming to be Christians while they participate in such disrespectful actions, have ever truly chosen to put God first in all areas of their lives. Ironically, several of them were near other professing Christians that were acting respectfully, and trying to be a light in a very dark world.

This country needs to get back to its traditional morals and values. Respect is a big part of that, and a good place to begin. But respect is not entitled; it must be earned!

 

Some verses on how to treat fellow humans:
Matt. 7:12
Romans 12:10
Phil. 2:3
Titus 2:7
1 Peter 2:17

https://jccast.wordpress.com/2019/07/12/respect-entitled-or-earned/

 

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The Consequences of Compromise

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by Pat Robertson

Ancient Israel offers a powerful lesson for modern America.

God told the Israelites if they kept His word He’d give them complete victory over their enemies. So Joshua and his troops marched into the Promised Land and defeated 31 kings!

But the next generation — lacking the obedience and zeal of their fathers — failed to drive out the enemy. Thinking the Canaanites weren’t really so bad, Israel compromised and joined them in alliances, marriages and worshiping false gods.

A century later, the Philistines who should have been subdued are now in charge, with the Israelites doing forced labor in their own land! These are the tragic consequences of disobeying God’s commands.

Now fast-forward 3,000 years. Our forefathers dedicated America to the glory of God and for spreading the Gospel. The first Congress opened with a three-hour prayer meeting. The initial chief justice of the Supreme Court was also president of the American Bible Society. Every Sunday, the Capitol building was filled with people worshiping God!

If Christians had continued to exercise their God-given authority, our land today would not be plagued with abortion, drugs, violence and flagrant sexual deviance.

We must take spiritual authority over the evil influences which try to push God’s Word out of the public arena. It’s not too late to repent for our complacency, reaffirm our faith and rekindle our commitment to following His commands — but we must do it now!

https://www1.cbn.com/teaching/the-consequences-of-compromise

Jesus Gave Me What Boozing and Brawling Couldn’t

My journey from the criminal underworld to the foot of the cross.
ALLEN LANGHAM| MAY 17, 2019

Jesus Gave Me What Boozing and Brawling Couldn’t

Six years ago—lost, broken, alone, and suicidal—I was the empty shell of a once-promising rugby player, shuffling around an exercise yard in a London prison. I was a man of extreme violence who had done seven stretches behind bars.

One morning around that time, I watched a flock of birds take off from a ledge outside my cell. Right then, I knew God was real—and that he had reached down to rescue me from the pit of hell.

A Ticking Time Bomb

As a child, there was violence everywhere I turned. My mother had been widowed by her first husband, abused for 20 years by her second, and deserted by my father (whom she never married) when I was eight months old. She and my two sisters surrounded me with love—I was the little favorite of the family. But she was also a harsh disciplinarian and liberally wielded what we called “the Allen stick” to keep me under control.

Throbbing with anger and resentment toward my absent father, I was constantly getting into scraps with neighborhood bullies, hoping to earn their respect. I was also abused several times: by a family friend, by a boy across the road, and by a man I can’t say much about because I’ve blocked the worst details from my memory.

I had some means of escape. Often I would skip school to go fishing or run off to the woods and dress up as an Army sergeant major, shouting commands at the other kids and exerting control to hide my inner pain. I loved sports and showed potential from an early age. And on Sundays, I would venture out on my own to attend church. At home I was fatherless and abused, but there I felt safe and at peace.

One morning, alerted by the shrieks of my eldest sister, I came downstairs to find my mother dead on the sofa, the victim of a cerebral hemorrhage. Something snapped in me that day—I was only 14—that put me on the road to destruction for the next 20 years.

I went to three schools, getting expelled from the first two for unmanageable behavior. By the time I left home at 16, I was a ticking time bomb—angry, bitter, and lost. My sister ran pubs, and I started down the path of drinking, gambling, and fighting, emulating the “gangster” lifestyle. This was my idea of what it meant to be a man.

But I excelled at rugby, and at 17 I signed a professional contract with Sheffield Eagles. Soon enough, I had far more money than good sense. Craving acceptance from members of the criminal underworld I perversely thought of as “family,” I began fighting for money, selling drugs, collecting debts for dealers, and generally bullying and intimidating my way through life. I walked into my first prison term as a lost little boy trapped inside a professional rugby player’s body.

A Hostile World

It didn’t take long for prison to turn me into a hardened criminal. It was a hostile world—physically, mentally, and emotionally—where only the fittest survived. In prison I developed a heroin addiction, which left me alienated from my firstborn daughter and her mother.

Between sentences, I went chasing the bright lights of London but ended up sleeping on the streets of the Strand. Without the “good fortune” of being sent back, I might have died. Back in custody, spurred forward by a picture of my daughter on my cell wall, I resolved to rebuild my life. During the next two years, I caught up on my schooling and got clean from heroin. But after the next release, I soon returned to my old ways. The vicious merry-go-round kept spinning: drinking, drugs (now cocaine), partying, violence, sex, and before long, a trip back to the slammer.

During my stints in prison, I was always drawn to the chapel. I considered it a place of refuge, just as church had offered a safe haven from the tumult of my childhood. Over the years, I experimented with everything: Buddhism, Hinduism, spiritualism, counseling, course after course, medication—but nothing worked. I was still a wreck. Despite my burning desire to change, I couldn’t find any peace or stability.

Eventually, after stabbing a number of fellow inmates, I landed in Belmarsh, a top-security prison in southeast London. I hated who I had become. With my violent outbursts and paranoid behavior, I had pushed away anyone I ever cared for—and put my family through hell. I was mentally, emotionally, and spiritually broken. Outwardly, I sought “respect” by lashing out against anyone or anything in my way. But on the inside, I remained a lost little boy in desperate need of love and acceptance.

While awaiting trial in a kidnapping and hostage-taking case, I finally hit rock bottom and decided to commit suicide. With tears streaming down my face, I dropped to my knees and made one final plea to God: “If you’re real and you hear me, put a white dove outside my prison window. Show me you are with me!” At the time, I had no conception of the dove being a symbol for the Holy Spirit. I was only looking for some sign of hope and new beginnings.

The next morning, when a flock of pigeons lifted off the nearby ledge, I saw the dove sitting there. Something inside me jumped, and tears of joy replaced tears of despair.

After transferring to another prison in Leeds, I began praying and studying the Bible in earnest. Reading Joyce Meyer’s Battlefield of the Mind, I stumbled across a chapter where Meyer describes taking the sexual abuse she suffered at the hands of her father, rolling it into a ball, and laying it at Jesus’ feet. I decided to do the same with my rage. Before going to sleep, I closed my eyes, imagined Jesus on the cross, balled up my rage, and surrendered it to him. When I awoke, I felt peace like never before.

The Long Refining

Being a Christian—and turning away from drinking, drugs, and sleeping around—hasn’t been easy. (It’s tough having a functioning conscience!) At first I was on fire for Christ, and my zeal would outrun my better judgment. I would strike up conversations with complete strangers and probably put them off forever. I would go to pubs to tell people about Jesus and—still enslaved to old habits—end up drinking to excess. On one occasion, I found myself in bed with a woman after trying to share the gospel with her. I needed serious refining.

But God, in his patience, kept using this broken vessel for his purposes. He has given me the privilege of going into prisons—at first under the supervision of more mature Christians, then increasingly on my own—and testifying to the hope and forgiveness he offers. I have spoken to rooms full of men convicted of the most heinous crimes, including pedophiles and murderers, and seen them reduced to tears. At a key moment when I wondered where my life was going, God helped me launch a ministry (Steps to Freedom) that reaches out to young people abandoned by society. He let me return to my first love, sports, as a chaplain serving several teams.

Miraculously, God has even given me my family back. It has taken years, but one by one he has repaired broken relationships with my sisters and their families, with my three children, and with the father who deserted us so long ago.

The refining process has been long and hard. But bit by bit, it’s polishing me into a trophy of God’s grace.

Allen Langham is the author of Taming of a Villain: A Message of Hope (Lion Hudson).

 

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Nation Stolen By Force

May 9, 2019 by DAVE DAUBENMIRE

Words are powerful.  They can make or break an argument, a relationship, or even a judicial system.  Our entire nation has been captured and we really have no idea how it happened.

Well, let me help you here.  One of the greatest weapons that the Left has used to STEAL this nation is through the power of words.  Just stop and consider for a moment the words that we use today that have nothing to do with the meaning of the words 50 years ago.

Some call it evolution.  I call it destruction.  Devolution is actually a better term.  America hasn’t EVOLVED, it has devolved.  Despite what the academics, the entertainers, and the talking heads have told you, America is not better off today than it was fifty years ago.  We have been lied to.  Snookered would be a better term, by the wordsmiths and their effective, decades-long march through the institutions of America.

Think about how the words have changed.  Gay, tolerant, accepting, love, judgment, are neutral words that have been weaponized.  Heck, masculine, male, man, are all nothing more than identifiers twisted and used for an evil intent.  The altering of the words has turned America upside down.  Today, the children, and those who act like children, are running the world.  How did all this happen?

By force.  That’s how they did it.  But we don’t even understand that process either because we have allowed the word-meisters to miss represent what FORCE even means.  Read carefully this verse out of the book of Matthew.

From the days of John the Baptist until now the Kingdom of God has suffered violence and violent men take it by FORCE.”

Is force violence?  Is violence force?  Why is it we always hear from America’s pulpits that we are to avoid “violence” while our entire heritage is being taken from us?  Violence is a result of FORCE.  Let me do a bit of word-excavating with you.

http://webstersdictionary1828.com  is a great place to start if you want to truly understand how the RIGHT has been manipulated by the words that the LEFT has altered.  Can someone explain to me why you find yourself calling homosexuals GAY?  Homosexuals aren’t GAY…happy…they are some of the nastiest people we run into while doing street ministry.  Yet the culture has programmed us to call them by the name that the LEFT has chosen…Gay.  And we dutifully comply.  Why do you call homosexuals gay?

Force is defined by Mr. Webster as “To compel; to constrain to do or to forbear, by the exertion of a power not resistible. Men are forced to submit to conquerorsTo overpower by strength.”

Isn’t that exactly what the LEFT has done to our culture?  Would you like me to rattle off for you the devastating cultural changes that they have FORCED down our throats through the judicial process?  Have they taken over our schools and the education of our children by the use of violence or force?  Has the name of Jesus been stripped from the minds of our children and our government by the use of violence or by force?

You see, violence is what they accuse us of when we choose to push back against the FORCE that they have applied. Like the trained monkeys we all parrot the mantra “don’t get violent.” The LEFT uses FORCE while they accuse us of VIOLENCE.  The two words really aren’t that different.

But even the word “violence” is a sham.  Mr. Webster tells us that to “violate” means  To injure; to hurt; to interrupt; to disturb; To break; to infringe; to transgress;” Don’t you understand how much the average Christian has been violated by the FORCE of the LEFT?  Everything that the LEFT has destroyed in this nation has been done through the use of FORCE…judicial force in particular.  They have perpetrated VIOLENCE on the beliefs of Jesus-fearing Christians for nearly 70 years.

And WE are the ones they accuse of “threats of violence.”  My friends, as difficult as this is for you to swallow, violence comes about as a last result of those who have been FORCED to accept things against their will.  The Left and the courts have FORCED us to violate our conscience while warning us not to get violent.  FORCE by deception IS Violence.

We are at a crossroads in America and if we do not push back WITH FORCE against the Demonic Left, violence awaits us on the horizon.  We must push back NOW with an even greater FORCE to prevent physical VIOLENCE in the streets.

Violence is defined as “unjust force; moral force; vehemence.”  We have lost America through the use of unjust moral vehemence which was FORCED upon us.  We have been violated.  The weapons they have used have been lies and deception.  Those are far more dangerous and destructive than any man-made weapon.

Properly applied moral FORCE will ultimately prevent violence.  Let’s push back NOW before it is too late.

“From the days of John the Baptist until now the Kingdom of God has suffered violence and violent men take it by FORCE.”

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