December
26, 2006
My son, I am not a “Christian” in the contemporary definition
of the word. I have,
however, been accused of being more of a Christian than others
professing to be Christians.
This country was founded by Christians…who took it away from
what is called, to be politically correct, Native Americans. For a long while our
ancestral Christians called them barbaric, heathens, ignorant and a
variety of other names indicating they were a little lower on the
food chain than the then contemporary Christians. They were called
“Indians.”
You must be part barbaric because your great grandmother, my
grandmother, was Creek. By blood, that makes you a little less
barbaric than me. This
is factious; I do hope you see a little humor in this
paragraph.
The contemporary “Christian” believes in a virgin birth and
only one “God” that claimed, by the way, when speaking to Moses and
laying down the law, that “Thou shall have no other Gods before
Me!” Christians have
many explanations that justify contradicting that statement into
meaning what they want it to mean. Personally, I never met
Moses; I simply take the “law” at face value as it was written,
according to Moses, by God’s own finger.
It would give justification to the “heathen Indians” belief
in their ‘Sun God,’ ‘Moon God,’ ‘Earth God’ and a variety of other
Gods…just as long as they are held in a lower esteem than Moses’
God.
Moslems have their “Allah” that is their ‘true’
God. They are
uncircumcised heathens just as the Indians but Christians are doomed
because Christians, according to the Moslems, are circumcised
unbelievers in the truth.
Such unnecessary bickering among the various religions. Such intolerance for one
another’s differences.
Coke and Pepsi.
They both accomplish the same goal. Why argue over
it?
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I don’t believe the Indians ever condemned our good ancestral
Christians for being “different.” They had a quality called
tolerance. That
tolerance and unselfishness played a part in their demise as
stewards over this land that was once theirs. But we, as Christians, sure
condemned them, as Christians, like Moslems, have no tolerance for a
belief that is different.
I was raised a Catholic. Only Catholics have a chance
to make it to Heaven.
If you don’t believe that, just ask my mother.
My father was raised as a protestant. When he died, though he
attended Catholic services regularly, he was not allowed to have his
funeral service in a Catholic Church.
My next older brother, Perry, was raised a Catholic but
married a Baptist who, even worse, had been divorced. He died at age
44.
I married a Baptist in 1955. That marriage lasted five
years. She was only
16. I was
excommunicated.
I lost my next brother just a few months ago. He remained a Catholic with
no tolerance for any other belief…especially mine…to the bitter end
and much of his offspring retain his bitterness.
I still have my oldest brother. Nearing the end of his life,
and a Catholic, but with a difference: His family holds love above
intolerance. They do
not condemn.
You have two half-sisters. Both with different
beliefs. Neither follow
the contemporary Christian belief. Both are different from one
another and both are different from me. The three of us do not
condemn one another because we are different in our
convictions. Why should
we? Of what benefit is
it? Shall I condemn the
Moslems for praying to the East? The Christians for believing
in a virgin birth? The
Indians for believing in Kachinas?
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“Love one another, as I have loved you.” Jesus, The Christ. I accept that title. The Enlightened One. The Teacher of The Way. I think Siddhartha Gautama
Buddha, later known as Sakyamuni (Sage of the Sakyas), also an
“Enlightened One,” taught the same thing 500 years earlier. Lao Tzu, Chuang Tzu, K'ung
Fu-Tzu (Confucius) Plato and the Stoics taught the same thing.
All teachers of the Way and there are others, all heathens
because they don’t believe in the Virgin Birth! That includes the Jews who
are still patiently waiting for the “first coming.” It also includes me.
Life is extremely complicated, but only because we make it so
for ourselves. Greed,
lust, desire, Santa Claus and Rudolf the red nosed reindeer. Christians seem to hold
these things even higher than the Virgin Birth. The ‘Virgin Birth’
foundation, Jesus, does not sell toys for Christmas.
I love you, son of mine. In a few days I will be 70
years old. Quite old,
by today’s standards, to be raising a child. By the time you are able to
be taught things like canoeing I will be too old to get in a
canoe. By the time you
are old enough to be taught how to drive a vehicle I will be too old
to take you for your driver’s license. By the time you have the
strength to master a chain saw I will be too old to lift one and
show you the way. By
the time you are old enough to build a home I will be too old to
lift a hammer.
But I am not too old to develop and expand your mind. I am not too old to teach
you how to read. I am
not too old to teach you how to think. I am not too old to teach
you morals. I am not
too old to teach you tolerance and patience. Reason and
understanding. How to
learn. Values.
All these things take great amounts of time. Time Foster Parents do not
have. Especially with
the meager payments they receive from DHS to ‘baby sit’ you and
watch you grow up physically.
“Go to your room and watch TV.” What that really means is
“Go away, you bother me.
I’m not your dad and I’m not paid enough to give you what you
need.”
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I was a licensed Foster Parent for ten years. When I applied, in 1975, I
had an unusual thought:
They need foster parents, what is this going to cost me? Can I afford it? Do I have enough to give a
child what a child needs?
I have the time; I’m retired. I have the patience and I
have the education…and agree to take extra courses at Idaho
State University to expand my
knowledge of child care and training. My only problem, I thought,
might be that I could not afford what it would take to feed and
clothe a child. I
decided I could afford it …and then learned that H.E.W.
actually pays people for foster care. That people do it for
money!! Was I ever
naive! (In Idaho D.H.S. was called Department of Health, Education
and Welfare, or “H.E.W.”)
What meager funds DHS did pay me fell far short of what the
children needed. DHS’
definition of the word “need” is significantly inadequate when
compared to my definition of the word “need.”
DHS: A child
needs $5. for their birthday present. A child needs $10 for a
Christmas present. A
child does not need to go to an opera. A child does not need a
musical instrument to play in the school orchestra. A child does not need a
bicycle. A child does
not need a sled. A
child does not need good/new coat for winter. A child does not need to go
on water-skiing trips.
A child does not need to have a pair of snow skis. A child does not need a
fishing rod and tackle. A child does not need to be
taught how to swim. A
child does not need …Bull shit! A child needs all these
things and more. But
DHS does not agree.
One thing I did not buy for those in my care 20 plus years
ago was a computer.
They didn’t have computers back then. I think one would be
necessary now but DHS will not dole the funds to buy one. Just one more expense I
would have had I continued my Child Care License beyond ten years
and still had it to date.
You will need one as soon as you know the alphabet. Will you get it? Highly unlikely, unless it
comes from me and DHS’ Mikah McCray wants to put me in prison where
I won’t be able to even afford to buy
toothpaste!
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When you cry you are put in your cage. You will quit crying when
you get tired. You will
have lots of plastic toys.
When you get too big for your cage you will be sent to your
room where you won’t bother anyone. You will probably have your
own TV and a few video games to keep you occupied…to baby sit
you. No one is paid
enough to take the place of a father who loves his son as I love
you.
“Age discrimination.”
A factor that enters the picture. Federal law says I cannot be
discriminated against because of my age. But I was young enough to
create you; I am young enough to raise you to, I think, the age of
reason. My time is
short and our lives together needs to be a ‘crash course’ in life
for me to teach as much and for you to learn as much as possible in
what little time there is left for the both of us to be together in
this life. The learning
can, and would, be as enjoyable as the teaching.
I once wrote “A child’s mind is like a sponge. Eagerly waiting to soak in
whatever is available for it.”
[Plato teaches one is born with knowledge {parallels Buddhist
‘reincarnation’} and it needs only be ‘developed’] Pick my brain,
son. Pick it to
pieces. That is what it
is for. If DHS does not
send me to prison and deprive you of it by farming you out to
strangers. Strangers
who are told by DHS, “Don’t get attached.”
Read your history books about Germany in WW2. Hitler had the best DHS
system in the world.
Healthy females were bred; the babies were given to nurseries
‘manned’ by milk producers, and when old enough sent off to military
camp. The mothers worked in the war factories and the fathers went
off to war as soldiers.
Perhaps you see the similarity and how our DHS is developing
in to the equivalent of WW2’s Germany?
“We don’t need proof a child has been abused, we only need a
suspicion.” Even though
three physicians will not comply with DHS’ Mikah McCray’s request
that they state “inflicted” injury Mikah McCray has her suspicion
and that is enough to take a child from his father. DHS has the same power of
Hitler’s WW2 SS in Germany when, if one was
even ‘suspected’ of being a Jew they were put in a concentration
camp. What is the difference?
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Your freedom to be with your father is denied the same way.
Enforced by Storm Troopers with automatic weapons of greater caliber
than the 9mm Lugers of Germany…what is the
difference?
The third day following your birth DHS came to our home with
two of their armed guards with .40 caliber automatic weapons and
interrogated your mother and I. She was warned not to
leave you with me; she was threatened that if anything happened to
you she would be held equally responsible. Not that anything was going
to happen to you.
Accidents happen
and one happened. Five
months had lapsed before one did, five months of excellent care
of you…that goes for naught.
A fracture is a fracture; looking at one on an x-ray there is
no way to tell how it happened unless you would be able to speak and
confirm the truth.
Following are copies of letters and legal documents filed to
date: