Pray for Friends and Enemies
Pray for your friends
You won’t pick up
A bad disease.
1 When Ish-bosheth, the son of Saul, did hear
Of Abner’s death in Hebron, he was scared,
And Israel became alarmed. 2 Now Saul’s
Son had two men, leaders of Ish-bosheth’s
Raiders. One was named Baanah; the other,
Rechab. They were sons of Rimmon, from
The town of Beeroth, which is known as part
Of Benjamin 3 because the people there
Fled to Gittaim, and have lived there ‘til
Today as aliens 4 (now Jonathan,
Saul’s son, had a son who was lame in both
His feet. He was five years old when the news
Came from the Jezreel battle that King Saul
And Jonathan had died, and then his nurse
Grabbed him and fled, but fell and dropped him
As she was running, and he grew up lame.
And his name was Mephibosheth.) 5 One noon
As Ish-bosheth was napping at his home,
Both Rechab and Baanah, Rimmon’s sons
(Rimmon was a Beerothite) 6 walked
Into the house’s inner part as though
To take a sack of wheat, 7 but then they sneaked
Into his bedroom as he lay upon
His bed; they stabbed him in stomach, then
Cut off his head and took it with them, then
They fled across the Arabah that night
8 And brought the head of Ish-Bosheth to David
In Hebron, saying to the king, ‟Here is
The head of Ish-bosheth the son of Saul,
Your enemy, who tried to take your life.
This day the Lord’s avenged my lord and king
Against King Saul and all his family.”
9 But David told both Rechab and Baanah,
‟As surely as God lives, who has redeemed
My soul out of all harm, 10 when a man told
Me, ‛Saul is dead’ and thought that he had brought
Me good news and he would receive a fine
Reward, I seized and killed him out in Ziklag.
And that was the reward I gave him for
His news! 11 And how much more−when wicked men
Have killed a righteous man in his own house
And on his bed−should I not now demand
His blood of you, and rid the earth of you?”
12 So David gave an order to his men,
Who killed the brothers and cut off their hands
And feet, and hung the bodies by the pool
In Hebron, but Ish-bosheth’s head they saved,
And buried it in Abner’s Hebron grave.
I’m glad I went. I went to the Trump Inauguration with Tyson Roser, a pastor at the Bridge church in Carson City, Nevada.
We did not see the violence that the media shows.
On Thursday night we went to the Lincoln Memorial and enjoyed the different groups that played. The fireworks were spectacular.
We waited 2.5 hours in line to get into the Mall. The long wait was due in part to the size of the crowd and also due to protesters who had blocked the security entrances. We stood and walked with up to 15 people abreast. Many high school classes were present. Everybody was calm and friendly. Vendors peddled Trump hats, programs, scarves, and buttons. A few vendors peddled pictures of Obama and his family. Food vendors peddled pretzels for $3.00 and lunches for $15.00. Fortunately Robin had packed some snacks for me, or I would have had to buy an expensive lunch. My buddy was ahead of me somewhere in the sea of people. He told me later that the TSA had confiscated his water bottle because it was “suspicious.” TSA also took a woman’s sandwich. TSA had me take a picture with my camera to prove it was a working camera. After I finally cleared the security check, I saw President Trump speak on a Jumbo Tron, and I enjoyed Jackie Evancho’s singing.
Then we went to wait for the parade for about two hours. We were on one side of the street while the protesters were on the other side. They had a lousy sound system so I have no idea what they said but they had angry tones in their voices.
The parade street was lined with law enforcement officers on both sides. Every twenty officers or so were from different jurisdictions such as Minnesota and Texas. (Fox News said that 25 different jurisdictions were represented.)
I chatted with the U.S. Park Police from New York City. They said that the NYPD police were not invited because they had a reputation of partying so hard after an event that the Park Police had to be called in to restore order against the NYPD police.
The National Guard troops (such as Delaware and Maryland) were at security checkpoints and along the street. Some big (6’5″, 300 pounds) HSI (Homeland Security Investigations) officers stood by us in regular uniforms. A bandstand was on either side of us, packed with people. I chatted with a Biker for Trump, who looked like he could handle himself in a fight.
Close to us was group of about five college kids who stood around and protested against Trump. One lady who sitting on the bandstand, got into a shouting match with them. “Babies have rights!” she would holler, or “You’re uninformed and misguided!” or “Get a job!”
A college woman had a shirt that said on front and back, “My Body My Rights.” She shouted back, “Don’t legislate my body!”
A skinny man, wearing an American stripes tall hat and a complete outfit with American stripes, told the college kids to let people enjoy themselves. The college kids shouted at him and asserted their rights. They videotaped themselves. The young man concluded that since one Trump supporter had offended his right to protest, all Trump supporters believed the same way.
None of the many law enforcement officers around us moved a muscle. It had to be more than a heated argument for them to get involved.
It rained for a few minutes and I put on my poncho, but in the end I did not need it. The parade began. It had marching bands, some military groups who only marched (no music), and black Suburbans with dignitaries in them. President Donald Trump went by in one of the black Suburbans and waved from inside the car. We learned later that shortly after his car had passed us, he got out and walked the rest of the way to the White House. After his car went by, we had to wait two to four minutes for the next car or band. Many people started to leave, and we decided to leave, too.
Security had closed the nearest Metro station, which was the Smithsonian, so we walked back to the Mall toward our Metro station, L’Infant Plaza. The trouble was that our route took us straight through the starting point for the bands. That meant that we and several hundred other people were fenced in (the black-mesh fences were 15 feet high) while the bands started out on the other side of the fences. Security would open the fences for a few seconds and let a handful of people through, then they would close the fences again. Fortunately people stayed calm or it could have been an ugly rampage.
At last they let us through and we took the Metro, then a Lyft (private taxi) back to the hotel. The following morning my feet were sore from standing all day yesterday. Security advised against going into D.C. that day due to the probability of violence.
Scriptures on the Holy Spirit
But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, he will teach you all things and bring to your remembrance all that I have said to you.
Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words.
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law.
Acts 2:38 ESV
And Peter said to them, “Repent and be baptized every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins, and you will receive the gift of the Holy Spirit.
1 Corinthians 6:19 ESV
Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own,
John 14:15-17 ESV
“If you love me, you will keep my commandments. And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another Helper, to be with you forever, even the Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive, because it neither sees him nor knows him. You know him, for he dwells with you and will be in you.”
Isaiah 11:2 ESV
And the Spirit of the Lord shall rest upon him, the Spirit of wisdom and understanding, the Spirit of counsel and might, the Spirit of knowledge and the fear of the Lord.
Shift to a Rift
The students used to march to stop a war;
They flashed peace signs and smiled and gave out flowers;
Today, youth run to wreck and burn our stores–
They have no constant cause but grasp for power.
In Berkeley they campaigned for more free speech;
Now they cheer censorship by Big Tech Chiefs;
They spur illegals to break laws and leech
From citizens who earned their property.
Yes, they would say, “You who control, don’t lie;”
Now they embrace reporters, slick and sly,
Who claim the President’s a demon-guy
When he’s prevented wars and helped us thrive.
Their hate and censorship have been a shift
That deeper widens this great country’s rifts.