Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Past thoughts concerning Halloween...


 I wrote this to the editor of a local newspaper a few years back...

 Publication: The Vandalia Leader;Date: Oct 13,2010 Section: Commentary;





 Page: 2


  Dear Editor,
    I am writing in concern of your previous support and promotion of a holiday in which generations of Americans are embracing as traditional - Halloween. Some may find it shocking, however, that Halloween is a holiday of the Druids.  “Halloween had its origins in the festival of Samhain among the Celts”(Encyclopedia Britannica 2005)  In May 1977, the National Geographic wrote (pp.625-626),  “Halloween.  That was the eve of Samhain...firstborn children were sacrificed...Samhain eve was a night of dread and danger.”  Parents are deeming Halloween as harmless fun and fantasy, thus subtlety disarming their children of discernment of witches and the occult.  Its time to wake up!  More than 1.3 million proudly practicing witches exist in America today.  Is this any wonder when nearly every mother dresses her vulnerable little child in a witch costume thereby verifying to the child that the witches he/she saw on TV are “cool”?  Silver Raven Wolf, a witch who is the author of the book “Halloween: Customs, Recipes & Spells” says:  “Today, just about every little girl in our society, at one time or another, has chosen to costume herself as a witch...If you choose a witch’s costume this Halloween...Hold your hear up and wear your witch’s garb proudly in their honor.”  ...And some would say why not?  What inherent evil does witchcraft have?  If you are one who respects the bible, I would refer you to Lev. 20:6 which states that: “the soul that turneth after such as have familiar spirits, and after wizards, to go a whoring after them, I will even set my face against that soul.”  The original Halloween was a hellish night of Baal worship, child sacrifice and death!  A startling fact is that many of our current Halloween customs derived directly from ancient Baal worship (See “The American Book of Days” p.566).  “Baal is also a synonym for the devil.”  (Burns, Cathy.  “Masonic and Occult Symbols Illustrated” p.327)  As a Christian, you would know that you are to have no other gods before the great I AM.  According to the “Harper’s Encyclopedia of Mystical & Paranormal Experience,”  “They (Druids) sacrificed victims by shooting them with arrows, impaling them on stakes, stabbing them, slitting their throats over cauldrons and drinking their blood.”  “Since they are man-eaters...and since,further, they count it an honorable thing, when their fathers die, to devour them” (Strabo, Geography).  (Other activities described in this article are to explicit to discuss.)  For the unknowing sceptic, this is a taste of the evil behind such things.  Halloween is a “Witch’s New Year”, and does not deserve observation from any decent citizen of this God-fearing nation.  I must agree with the statement that Satanic High Priestess Blanche Barton made on The Church of Satan’s web site stating that “It [Halloween] gives even the most mundane people the opportunity to taste wickedness for one night.  They have a chance to dance with the Devil.”  That chance is given to the child by the parents of the child and is promoted by the society as a whole.  Granted, trick or treating, pumpkin carving and ornaments are not the “new rage” of this society.  The Druids had thought of that as well.  Instead of jolly masked children trick or treating, they were people who claimed “to be possessed by the supernatural being”, masked behind the gods of their time.  Jack-O-Lanterns, in that day, were severed human heads.  Bats were killed so that their blood could be used for spells, rather than the dull plastic figures American’s hang in their windows.  Black cats were “embodied demons”, not fury friends.  The skulls that some like to dress their bodies with were a symbol prominently of witchcraft and demon worship as a celebration of death.  (These disturbing facts may be found in “Masonic and Occult Symbols Illustrated”, p.388 written by Cathy Burns.)
    Why do we celebrate a “holiday” that promotes the decay of our society, as well as our very lives?!
                                                                        Respectfully,
                                                                   Evangeline Schultz

 



Friday, October 11, 2013

Vehicles: A medium


My foot pressed the acceleration petal as I drove the Interstate past a line of houses on the edge of a nearby small-time town.  I slowed, hastily stepping on the brakes when I noticed a little lump in the road ahead of me.  I approached the limp figure of a tiny Min Pin at a slowed pace, middling the car to pass over.
My mind flitted to our own vivacious Miniature Pinschers.  What a pity!  Someone had no doubt lost their beloved dog-friend.

The dog lay there dying, if not already dead.  I turned my head in time to see a girl of about ten years of age running down her short, broken cement walk.  The screen door slammed in her wake.  She ran toward the road with her eyes riveted upon the still animal that I was just ready to pass over.
As I did so, I looked at the child.  She stood there, a complete picture of despair and hurt.  My car was over the child’s companion by then, and her focus was forced to turn upon me.  She looked me full in the face then.  Her expression tore at me.  The river of tears that flowed from her eyes became a riptide that carried her accusations of blame upon me.  It washed over me, and my conscience could not escape it.  I, the driver of a vehicle, took the blame those eyes had hastily spoken.

A car had taken the dog from her.  As I drove by, she needed no further reason than that to lay upon my person the fault of that cruel circumstance. 
Her look haunted me as did the tender scene that I witness in my rear-view mirror.  I turned on the radio hoping to shift my mind from its current thoughts.
 

Obama was speaking.  He was addressing the recent school-shooting.  He spoke of the gun bans that he planned to impose, of the past harm done by such weapons, and of the damage that guns would cause in the future if laws were left unchanged. 
In his voice I heard the accusing eyes of that child that hated me for the loss of her play-mate.  The unspoken blame for my car’s cruelty to her friend was being cast by the President of our world’s leading nation as a legitimate judgment and response to the hurt and pain that we were feeling over the death of innocent, helpless playmates and family members.

If guns (or cars for that matter) are the cause for unfair deaths and unjustifiable behaviors, we need-no, we must seek a solution to be rid of such terrible and heartless destroyers.
But in thinking that way, we are approaching this topic with the anti-logic of a wounded and hasty child.  We need to be mature and sound enough in our reasoning to realize that guns are simply vehicles.  A car doesn’t drive itself; and a gun doesn’t discharge itself either.

When we focus the blame solely upon the weapon, we must ignore the good potential for it as well.  Was it not these objects that the American Revolutionists uncovered and utilized to buy the freedoms that we love and cling to today?
There is an evil behind the weapon.   This is the focus that our solution should be upon.  We cannot blame the trigger; we must understand the source of the problem.  Let us use our level heads on these issues.  Stop excepting the idiocy of unfounded arguments that result in more violence and the infringement of our costly freedoms.

A correct understanding of this issue will lead to the power of finding an adequate solution.

Friday, June 7, 2013

National Bible Bee Competition


National Bible Bee Competition

The Shelby Foundation began a scripture memory competition in 2007.  They desired through their non-profit organization to encourage youth to study the Word of God and to memorize it. 

I participated in it the year that it began as well as the following year, afterwards graduating out of the qualifying age category.

The first year I participated, we were given a booklet to memorize covering several topics, cards to memorize containing bible related questions and answers, and a list of 1200 verses of scripture to impress into our minds in those few summer months.  

The second year’s materials were similar, but were more family-oriented then the previous year.

Through extensive study and memorization of the scripture which was encouraged by the National Bible Bee Competition, I embedded a general reference of important scriptures into my knowledge as well as gained a better understanding of the Christian make-up which has provided wisdom on many critical issues in my personal life.  

Firstly, I would like to say thank you to all who volunteer their time and funds to promote this influential, God-honoring cause.  I have talked with youth nation-wide who have been positively affected by your efforts. Thank-you!

Secondly, I encourage parents and youth alike to get involved with this great opportunity to not only build a network of friendship with Christ-centered people, but more importantly to hide the Word of God in your hearts and minds. What holds more value?

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Yo-Yo How-To




  Yo-yo How-To
Elegant southern styles are indeed fun to explore. From the complicated work of smocking to the simple task of making a yo-yo, you will find exemplified the ornate flair of beauty refined.




   What you will need:
  • High-quality thread that harmonizes with fabric color
  •   A needle of med. length and min. width
  •   A pair of nippers or scissors
  •   Fabric cut into 5 in. (diameter) circles* 
               *Note: Vary size of circle to increase or decrease size of yo-yo. I have seen it as small as 2 inches and as large as  14inches. 

Ready – Get set – Sew
Thread your needle, doubling the thread and knot the ends together. Insert needle approx. ¼ inch in from edge of fabric [as pictured (#1)]. Turn fabric edge over to create a lap (picture #2).  Begin sewing edge while letting fabric build on the needle [pictured (#3)]. When needle is full, pull through (picture #4) and tighten thread [also illustrated (#5)]. Repeat process until you have come full circle and are back at the beginning (otherwise known as the end). Pull the thread as tight as you can without breaking it (picture #7). Inset the needed in beginning pleats (#8) and tie as many knots as suits your fancy [pictured (#9)]. End by cutting the thread near the yo-yo (#10) and spreading it out in the desired form.   
               

Saturday, April 20, 2013

Elegy for America and Her Society

Elegy for America and Her Society

Do Say Which Is Worse: The Last Plight or The First

 

I sit in the third class aboard a ship;
The scant space is tight.
I ponder the conditions o're head me;
And bemoan my plight.

I hear the captain's voice above my thoughts;
His words stirred wonder.
"Come atop to revel - it's on the house!
You're free to plunder."

I hurried out to join the frolicking;
Oblivious of the cost.
Not aware of the ships impeding doom;
'Til off the ship I washed.
lost. lost? lost!

Evangeline Schultz
March 9th, 2010 
 
 
 


Wednesday, April 3, 2013

A Psalm of Life by Henry Longfellow



A Psalm of Life
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
WHAT THE HEART OF THE YOUNG MAN SAID TO THE PSALMIST
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
   Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
   And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
   And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
   Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
   Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
   Find us farther than to-day.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
   And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
   Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world’s broad field of battle,
   In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
   Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
   Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act,— act in the living Present!
   Heart within, and God o’erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
   We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
   Footprints on the sands of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
   Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
   Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us, then, be up and doing,
   With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
   Learn to labor and to wait.



Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: The Psalm of Life
        I have for some time considered this poem to be my favorite.  It tells eloquently and precisely my philosophy on life.  Until recently, however, I have neglected to appreciate and credited the author with the homage due him.
        Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was an incredible man in many respects.  In school, we learn of the high honors he gained, his popularity, his mastery of form and language… Of these things we have read and are well acquainted with. These are the honors we pay this man.
        Moreover, he surpassed all other poets in popularity. He was the only American poet honored in the Poet’s Corner of Westminster Abbey. He could express with excellence the common knowledge and feelings that we share of nature, home and family, religious and moral lessons, and patriotism. But what more was he?
        Longfellow was a man that lived a life that paralleled his teachings. He did not follow the transcendental ideas of his peers.  He lived a life that honored God and his fellow man. He was a confident man of originality of thought.  
       (If I were of a mind to and possessed the time, I could continue to relate numerous reasons why I believe Longfellow to be the greatest American poet. However, I will speak forthrightly the main reasons that I base my partiality.)    
        The difference between others of his day and Longfellow is that he based his frame of reference on the foundations of the Word of God while excelling in the art of writing.  He understood that one must act “Heart within, and God o’rehead”.  Thus, he produced *“songs that soothe and heal” the soul of man.  No other American in the Renaissance possessed both the wisdom of life and the ability to speak it as did Longfellow.

*A quote taken from Walt Whitman

Notes on “The Psalm of Life”:
      In the opening stanza the poem rejects the “mournful numbers” that denounce the meaning and purpose of life. He also introduces a paradox by stating “the soul is dead that slumbers” and then, in the next stanza, saying the death didn’t affect the soul. Here he is referring to the attitude and demeanor of one's being while communicating the immortality of the soul.
     
      In stanza five, he recognizes the brevity of life as a driving force to accomplish more.
     
    The lines of this poem are short and are frequently interrupted(“Life is real--life is earnest--“) which  emphasizes the meaning of the poem through its energetic rhythm.
   
   The lasting effect of individual achievements is highlighted in lines 25-28. How thought-provoking is the line “Footprints in the sands of time”. The conceit made of time and sand is then figuratively said to be impressible by the feet of man. Incredible thought…