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		<title>Liberation</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Jacques was a cool character. He picked up a mug from the dirt and poured coffee from a flask in front of him. Then he sipped it as he drank in the sight on the horizon. Jerry smiled and gently patted the weapon as if he was patting a dog that was pull...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FdBUrRet5DY/T4yUOGSrIeI/AAAAAAAAEok/5LspkuzJYfU/s1600/Friday+20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="198" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FdBUrRet5DY/T4yUOGSrIeI/AAAAAAAAEok/5LspkuzJYfU/s200/Friday+20.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Jacques was a cool character. He picked up a mug from the dirt and poured coffee from a flask in front of him. Then he sipped it as he drank in the sight on the horizon. Jerry smiled and gently patted the weapon as if he was patting a dog that was pulling at the leash, wanting to attack its prey.<br /><br />    When the morning light spread across the beach below them, they could see tens of thousands of German machine‑gunners, as far as the eye could see, lying in the sand behind tufts of grass. As the Allied forces approached the shores, the horizon darkened as the skies filled with air support. When the roar of the planes became louder, a German voice came over the radio that was lying in the soil of the bunker. It said,<br /><br />    "You have your orders. May God be with you." That made Jerry fume.<br /><br />    Suddenly, there was a massive boom of artillery as the 450‑mm guns behind them blazed against the Allies and signaled the machineguns to open‑fire on the troops that were pouring onto the beach. Jerry immediately turned the gun to the left and discharged a mass of bullets into the bunker less than 60 feet from him. Then he lifted his sights and he did the same with the one next to that. Then he swung the firearm towards the hoards of German soldiers that lay on the beach below him and rained bullets onto them as Pierre fed the hungry gun its fill of ammunition.<br /><br />    The sight of so many allied soldiers being hit by the torrent of German bullets was too much for Jacques. Masses of them were being killed before they even had a chance to reach the shore. Their dead and wounded bodies floated among the blood‑crimson foam of the waves. <i>These were men who were giving their lives to liberate France</i>. With total disregard of the fact that he would be seen by rows of German artillery stationed about 100 feet back from the cliff edge, Jacques climbed out of the shelter of the bunker. He then ran across to the bunker containing two dead Germans and pushed their bodies aside. In the heat of battle, he picked up two machineguns and with one in each hand, ran to the back of the third bunker of stunned Germans who didn't expect to be attacked from behind, filling them with lead. Then he hurtled himself into it and began firing like a madman at everything that moved. It was a suicide mission. Predictably, there was a sudden and massive explosion right on top of the bunker into which Jacques had climbed, as the Germans put an end to the life of this courageous Frenchman.<br /><br />On that one special day, the Allies landed around 156,000 troops in Normandy. The American forces landed a total of 73,000: 23,250 on Utah Beach, 34,250 on Omaha Beach, and 15,500 airborne troops.  In the British and Canadian sector, 83,115 were landed (61,715 of them British): 24,970 on Gold Beach, 21,400 on Juno Beach, 28,845 on Sword Beach, and 7900 airborne troops.  A massive total of 11,590 aircraft were available to support the landings.<br /><br />Approximately 2700 British, 946 Canadians, and 6603 American soldiers were killed.  The total German casualties on D-Day are not known, but are estimated as being between 4000 and 9000 men.<br /><div><br /></div><div><i>To be continued.</i></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><center>For <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >Evangelism</a> Resources, please visit <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >LivingWaters.com</a>.</center><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823596693953871104-2021485935729076624?l=raycomfortfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Tom White, Voice of the Martyrs Executive Director, Passes Away</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2012 20:14:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Prayers of millions</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2012 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As the sun rose, they peered in amazement at the sight before them. As far as the eye could see, there were masses of German high‑powered artillery set back from the edges of the cliffs. On the cliff edges were bunkers, each containing two soldiers w...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RHwBb2LWA8Q/T4yTul-bi-I/AAAAAAAAEoc/-0ud_orQ0AU/s1600/Thursday+19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="198" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RHwBb2LWA8Q/T4yTul-bi-I/AAAAAAAAEoc/-0ud_orQ0AU/s200/Thursday+19.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>As the sun rose, they peered in amazement at the sight before them. As far as the eye could see, there were masses of German high‑powered artillery set back from the edges of the cliffs. On the cliff edges were bunkers, each containing two soldiers with machineguns. As Jacques looked at the incredible scene of so many guns and men, he broke the silence with,<br /><br />    "Dear God, if they land on this beach, they will be slaughtered."<br /><br />     During the hours of that day, the men remained in the thicket on the cliffs, straining their eyes towards the horizon, planning what they would do. They decided to wait until nightfall and get as close as they could to the bunker at the right‑hand end of the cliffs. That position was strategic as it was a little higher than the rest of the area.<br /><br />    It was 6: 00 a.m. the next day. Without taking his eyes away from the small pair of binoculars he held in his hand, Pierre suddenly awakened the two sleeping men with his hand and said,<br /><br />    "<i>There they are!</i>" Jerry shook the sleep from his eyes, took hold of the glasses and uttered,<br /><br />    "<i>Look at that sight</i> . . . " It truly was an awesome spectacle. It was still dark, but the entire horizon glowed with the pre‑dawn sun and stood as a backdrop for the blackened silhouettes of 5,000 battleships . . . Allied battleships. Jerry stared at the sight. This was the trumpet‑blowing cavalry coming for the remnant of fighting soldiers.<i> It was a realization of the prayers of millions in war</i>‑<i>torn Europe</i>.<br /><br />Little did he know that the majority of troops who landed on the D-Day beaches were from the United Kingdom, Canada and the U.S. but that there were also courageous soldiers Australia, Belgium, Czechoslovakia, France, Greece, the Netherlands, New Zealand, Norway and Poland.<br /><br />    There was no time to spare. The three men quickly covered their faces with charcoal and scurried down the hillside towards the first bunker. They knew that every German eye would be toward the horizon. With the glow of the pre‑dawn sun, they could see the outline of two men sitting beside a large machinegun. One had his hand readied on top of the weapon and his eyes on the horizon. The other was also staring silently in the same direction, as steam rose from his right hand revealing that he was holding onto a hot drink. In the cold hush of the morning the three resistance fighters silently slid down into the bunker. Either the Germans thought it was their friends joining them in the bunker, or they were so intent on the enemy in front of them they didn't hear the enemy behind them. It was almost too easy as the three resistance fighters cupped their hands over the mouths of the Germans, pulled them to the ground and thrust their knives into their bodies. They quickly pulled them to one side, stripped them of their jackets and helmets, then Pierre and Jerry put them on and took hold of the machinegun. The next outpost was a mere sixty feet away, but the operation had been so quiet they hadn't aroused any suspicion.<div><br /></div><div><i>To be continued.</i></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><center>For <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >Evangelism</a> Resources, please visit <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >LivingWaters.com</a>.</center><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823596693953871104-7050147126859485207?l=raycomfortfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Chapter Nine: Crawling With Germans</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2012 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Jerry picked up his only possessions after nearly four years of fighting for the Resistance. They consisted of his sister's torn Bible, his father's .38 that he had used to kill two SS officers, and one change of clothes that he carried in a small brow...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uzvo5KJu3iM/T4yTEiz3DCI/AAAAAAAAEoM/mO6SK1nAAFw/s1600/Tuesday+17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="198" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uzvo5KJu3iM/T4yTEiz3DCI/AAAAAAAAEoM/mO6SK1nAAFw/s200/Tuesday+17.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Jerry picked up his only possessions after nearly four years of fighting for the Resistance. They consisted of his sister's torn Bible, his father's .38 that he had used to kill two SS officers, and one change of clothes that he carried in a small brown leather suitcase. He had accomplished the sweetest of victories in Berlin, but he had seen too many terrible things for a man of his age. The Nazis had stolen his youth. Jerry desperately wanted to get out of France and leave behind his painful past.<br /><br />    He had abandoned his American papers since the U.S. entered the war, and instead traveled under French papers given to him by the Resistance. They arranged for him to be picked up and transported by car from Paris to the small fishing village of Port en Bessin. There a fishing boat would take him across the English Channel to Newhaven, where he would be met and taken to the British Foreign Office in London, 50 miles to the north.<br /><br />    As he and two members of the Resistance, Pierre and Jacques, set out on a cold and clear night of June 4, it should have been a simple thing for the three "fishermen" to return to their village after selling produce in Paris. But they had a growing uneasiness as they neared the coast. The remote area of the countryside was crawling with Germans. They passed battalion after battalion and trucks towing 20mm guns. Jacques said,<br /><br />    "I am <i>from</i> Port en Bessin and I have <i>never</i> seen it like this!" There were thousands of soldiers being transported and the checkpoints became more and more frequent.<br /><br />    The men grew silent as they approached the lights of what was normally a quiet fishing village. Pierre said,<br /><br />    "I don't like this." Jerry felt the same,<br /><br />    "Why don't we pull over to the side of the road?" Pierre didn't hesitate. He swung the car to the edge of the road and turned its lights off.<br /><br />    It was very dark as the men sat and stared ahead of them. They could hear the rumbling of tanks and trucks and see the silhouettes of artillery being driven through the tiny village.<br /><br />    "The invasion . . . they <i>must</i> have details of the invasion!" whispered Jerry. British intelligence had informed the Resistance on June 1, via a coded message on the BBC, of the Allies' invasion of France. However, because Jerry had withdrawn earlier from active work with the Resistance, he had not been privy to the particulars.<div><br /></div><div><i>To be continued...</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><center>For <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >Evangelism</a> Resources, please visit <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >LivingWaters.com</a>.</center><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823596693953871104-7822612171713566378?l=raycomfortfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The General</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2012 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The three men decided that it would be too risky to drive into the village or to try and return to Paris that night. The Germans wouldn't want French fishermen rising up at their backs while the Allies were attacking at the front. There was no doubt th...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YZwTesEw2RE/T4yTXLZaMuI/AAAAAAAAEoU/iAx6ds6IeF8/s1600/Wednesday+18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="196" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YZwTesEw2RE/T4yTXLZaMuI/AAAAAAAAEoU/iAx6ds6IeF8/s200/Wednesday+18.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>The three men decided that it would be too risky to drive into the village or to try and return to Paris that night. The Germans wouldn't want French fishermen rising up at their backs while the Allies were attacking at the front. There was no doubt that they would have either imprisoned or shot the locals. They decided to travel by foot through the fields to the outskirts of the village and try and get particulars on what was going on.<br /><br />    The three men crouched behind a small rowing boat and listened to the sound of German voices coming from the kitchen of a fisherman's modest home. They were about 500 yards from the center of the village near the edges of cliffs overlooking the English Channel. The roar of the waves on the still cold night made it difficult to hear what the voices were saying.<br /><br />    Suddenly the three men crouched low as the front door of the house swung open and an SS officer stood on the front porch. He looked around thoughtfully, then up to the clear sky and took a deep breath. Then he put his hand into his pocket and pulled out a flat silver case, slowly opened it as though his mind was elsewhere, took out a cigarette and hit the end of it against the palm of his left hand.<br /><br />    When he put the cigarette into his mouth and lit it, Jacques slowly lifted the binoculars that hung around his neck, up to his eyes. From the uniform he could see that this was "top brass"--a General. As the glow from the cigarette lighter illuminated the man's face Jacques whispered,<br /><br />    "It's Carl von Schlieben!" After smoking only half of the cigarette, the infamous General dropped it onto the wooden floor and put it out with his foot as though he had suddenly thought of something important, and walked back into the house.<br /><br />    Jacques longed to get closer, but the place was alive with activity, and two soldiers stood guard at the entrance. Pierre took hold of the glasses and moved to one side so that he could see through a window, almost choking Jacques as he did so with the strap that was still around his neck. He smiled as he lifted it over his head.<br /><br />    The General was leaning over something on the table in front of him. From what Pierre could see, two other Generals and four or five top SS officers stood around him. When one moved to one side he could see that they were looking at a map that was spread out on a table. It was obvious, with such an elite gathering, that this was the defensive strategy for the Ally invasion. Pierre said,<br /><br />    "From the information we have, and by the look of what's happening here, I would say the Allies will land in this area either tomorrow or the next day, on June 6." Jerry found out later that this was known as “D-Day.” The term "D-Day" was the date on which operations began. The day before D-Day was known as "D-1", while the day after D-Day was "D+1". This meant that if the projected date of an operation changed, all the dates in the plan did not also need to    be changed.  This was the case of the Normandy Landings. The Allied landing was originally intended to be on 5 June 1944, but at the last minute bad weather delayed it until the following day.<br /><br />    Pierre knew the area well and said that if it were where the Allies had chosen to land troops, they would be sitting ducks under the artillery on the cliffs. The men decided to wait until morning and see in the light of day the extent of the German military.<br /><br />    During the night, the three men made their way to a high area about two miles along the coast. From there they would be able to see the cliffs overlooking the Bale de la Seine.<div><br /></div><div><i>To be continued.</i></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><center>For <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >Evangelism</a> Resources, please visit <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >LivingWaters.com</a>.</center><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823596693953871104-5805385039116853703?l=raycomfortfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The old radio</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2012 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was January 20, 1944, as Jerry sat in his room back in Paris, he felt a deep sense of satisfaction for the role he played in finding key German installations. He reached out and fine-tuned an old radio as he listened to the BBC. It cracked:    "The ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7m2MAs5YiOw/T4Xv9HxYbFI/AAAAAAAAEn8/Yv1LCQeMFC8/s1600/Friday+13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7m2MAs5YiOw/T4Xv9HxYbFI/AAAAAAAAEn8/Yv1LCQeMFC8/s200/Friday+13.jpg" width="198" /></a></div>It was January 20, 1944, as Jerry sat in his room back in Paris, he felt a deep sense of satisfaction for the role he played in finding key German installations. He reached out and fine-tuned an old radio as he listened to the BBC. It cracked:<br /><br />    "The RAF dropped 2,300 tons of bombs over Berlin today, just one week after a massive array of 1,400 American planes darkened the central German skies, unloading a barrage of bombs that obliterated three key Nazi aircraft assembly plants. Despite the loss of 59 heavy bombers and five fighter jets, the United States Eighth Air Force called its assault a 'major military success' and German dispatches even acknowledged that 'the enemy (was) technically superior.' The three plants that were hit were Oschersieben, Halberstadt and Brunswick, all-important factories of war for the Third Reich. Virtually all available planes in the Luftwaffe arsenal, (about 100) were used in defense. Of those, 28 were downed by American fighters."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><center>For <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >Evangelism</a> Resources, please visit <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >LivingWaters.com</a>.</center><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823596693953871104-8512030398055943773?l=raycomfortfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>It was efficient, professional and fast.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Two armed guards sat casually in the outpost. One lit up a cigarette and puffed on it in the coldness of the night air. Just then there was the sound of a limping car coming around a corner. It was the women. They were precisely on time. As the car hob...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lfpIL4fpTEA/T3mjgpZQ2AI/AAAAAAAAEm8/EoHAAVIiR8w/s1600/Image4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lfpIL4fpTEA/T3mjgpZQ2AI/AAAAAAAAEm8/EoHAAVIiR8w/s200/Image4.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Two armed guards sat casually in the outpost. One lit up a cigarette and puffed on it in the coldness of the night air. Just then there was the sound of a limping car coming around a corner. It was the women. They were precisely on time. As the car hobbled towards them, one of the soldiers put out his cigarette, took a firm hold of his weapon and cautiously walked towards the vehicle. Jerry heard him tell the Camile to turn off the car lights. She immediately did so. He then directed the other guard to shine a spotlight into the car and then directly at the women. Both men liked what they saw. He then told them to get out of the car and to slowly walk towards them.<br /><br />It was when Camile said something about giving the soldiers a “good time” that both soldiers let their guards down. It was only for a moment, but it was obvious that her words diffused the air of its tension. Their body-language changed. The weapons in their hands were no longer held high. That was all that was needed. Within seconds, both soldiers were seized from behind, had their throats cut and their corpses were quickly dragged into the bushes. It was efficient, professional and fast.<div><br /></div><div><i>To be continued.</i></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><center>For <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >Evangelism</a> Resources, please visit <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >LivingWaters.com</a>.</center><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823596693953871104-2654262387573398047?l=raycomfortfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Jeremiah</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[He looked up from the Book and with tears streaming down his cheeks said,    "My dear, our light has turned to gross darkness . . . but our God is rich in mercy to all that call upon Him. He will judge Germany, and once again cause His face to shine up...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5XZrysw1H0/T4XvVLKMVQI/AAAAAAAAEn0/O1XdNlbj3FY/s1600/Thursday+12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5XZrysw1H0/T4XvVLKMVQI/AAAAAAAAEn0/O1XdNlbj3FY/s200/Thursday+12.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>He looked up from the Book and with tears streaming down his cheeks said,<br /><br />    "My dear, our light has turned to gross darkness . . . but our God is rich in mercy to all that call upon Him. He will judge Germany, and once again cause His face to shine upon us. One day Messiah will come and restore all things. The God of our father's will draw us back to Jerusalem. He who scattered Israel will gather Him."<br /><br />    His naiveté angered her. Rachel glared at him and said,<br /><br />    "I cannot accept your God. He is a <i>tyrant</i>!" He looked back and said,<br /><br />    "<i>Hitler</i> is the tyrant. Can't you see that you are doing what Israel did? You are creating your own god. Jeremiah has been labeled a 'prophet of doom,' but he was a prophet of <i>good</i> tidings. His very name means 'Jehovah will exalt.' God was willing, so willing to turn from His wrath and exalt His people by pouring His blessings on them, but they refused to turn from their rebellious ways. That was their choice. We, as a nation, had that same choice."<br /><br />    "What <i>choice</i> is this! We are starving to death. I have no money, no food, no family."<br /><br />She glared at the old man and said,<br /><br />    "I cannot believe that God would just sit back and allow <i>this</i> to happen to 'His' people!"<br /><br />    Rabbi Cohen looked back at the Scriptures he had just read, and said,<br /><br />    "My dear . . . He <i>has</i>." That remark enraged her. As she stood to her feet, the Rabbi calmly said,<br /><br />    "But I have not seen the righteous forsaken, or his children begging bread . . . " With that she    snapped,<br /><br />    "You stay here and die. <i>I am going to beg for bread</i>!" and stormed out of the room slamming the door.<br /><br />    Her anger seemed to energize her as she walked the streets of the ghetto looking for food. She was so angry at God and so desperate, she decided to sell her body to any man that would take her, but all she could find were widows and old, sickly men.<br /><br />    By this time she had become very weak with hunger. She returned to her section of the ghetto, and fainted on the sidewalk near where she had left more than seven hours earlier. No one came to her rescue.  It was on the cold sidewalk that she recovered, and faintly whispered,<br /><br />    "Oh God of my fathers; the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. Jehovah‑Jirah. Rabbi Cohen was right. I have sinned against You. I was going to sell my body. I am ashamed . . . I am so weak with hunger . . . help me . . . "<br /><br />    It was then that a shadow crossed her weary face and startled her. As she focused her eyes, to her horror she saw the tall figure of an SS officer. She cowered back in fear as he knelt down beside her. Then he opened her hand and to her disbelief, placed within it a roll of money. She was confused. Was he propositioning her? He then whispered,<br /><br />    "Don’t be afraid, and don’t be fooled by the uniform. My name is Jeremiah Adamson. I am an American working with the French Resistance. <i>Please</i> . . . I must find out where the German aircraft plants are in Berlin." Rachel listened to the tone of his voice and looked at his earnest expression. She looked at the soldiers waiting in the car, then inquiringly back at Jerry.<br /><br />    "They think I am an officer of the SS on special assignment for the Fuhrer, trying to uncover information about missing Norwegian children." Then he smiled slightly and said, "The Resistance can produce some fine German paperwork."<br /><br />    Again he said,<br /><br />    "<i>Please</i> . . . it is vital to the Allied cause. Why would I lie to you? All I need are the locations. You may keep all the money; buy yourself something to eat."<br /><br />    Rachel was stunned by what had just taken place. <i>Seconds earlier she had prayed to the God of Israel to provide for her</i>!  She thought for a moment, lifted he weak body to her feet and said,<br /><br />    "Wait here," then disappeared around a corner.<br /><br />    Jerry walked back to the soldiers and said, <br /><br />    "I think I am onto something. The woman has seen two children that don't look like Jews  . . . a little money goes a long way in making a Jew talk." They smiled then he wandered back to the sidewalk.<br /><br />    The Rabbi looked up in shock as Rachel thrust open the kitchen door. He had fallen asleep with the Bible still open at the Book of Jeremiah. When she left, her eyes were dull and flashed with anger, but now they sparkled with life as she said,<br /><br />    "<i>The God of our fathers has not forsaken us</i>! He heard my prayer!" and held the fistful of money up before his startled face. When she told him what had happened, he began to weep and said,<br /><br />    "My dear . . . God be praised. This is truly wonderful! I have the name of a man who could give this American all the information he needs. <i>But how can I be sure this is not a trap</i>? I could be signing this man's death warrant. What if this is a Nazi scheme to . . . "    <br /><br />    Rachel held up her hand to stop his words and said,<br /><br />    "Rabbi, this man is from God. I forgot to tell you his name . . . it's <i>Jeremiah</i>."<div><br /></div><div><i>To be continued.</i></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><center>For <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >Evangelism</a> Resources, please visit <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >LivingWaters.com</a>.</center><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823596693953871104-2728550872379666861?l=raycomfortfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>For the free world…</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thanks to Resistance expertise in travel documentation and a willing French fisherman and his sturdy vessel, it wasn’t long before the two men were on the Island of Corsica. Jerry felt as though he had already been there, especially after he was give...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ChhxU_4dzSs/T3mi52Xt2AI/AAAAAAAAEm0/S5Z_hzevKZY/s1600/Image5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="198" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ChhxU_4dzSs/T3mi52Xt2AI/AAAAAAAAEm0/S5Z_hzevKZY/s200/Image5.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Thanks to Resistance expertise in travel documentation and a willing French fisherman and his sturdy vessel, it wasn’t long before the two men were on the Island of Corsica. Jerry felt as though he had already been there, especially after he was given a crash course of the island and its history during the one hundred mile boat trip. It was the birthplace of Napoleon, was strikingly beautiful and was the fourth largest island in the Mediterranean. Simply put, the island looked like a mountain range jutting out of the sea. It was covered with hills and steep mountains, except for the eastern side of the island, which was primarily a coastal plain. That’s where they had decided to land the fishing vessel. <br /><br />After landing, the two men quickly made contact with the local Resistance who informed them that the Nazis had closed a vital link between two parts of the Island. Their first mission was given to them within minutes of their arrival. They were to take out a guard post not too far from where they landed. They would have the invaluable help of two attractive female members of the Resistance who lived on that part of the Island.           <br /><br />For nearly an hour, the two men and the two women rehearsed the attack. Camile and Simone would let down the back tire of their car. They would also let down their hair and let down their blouses over their shoulders, so that they would look like a couple of loose women. They told both of the men that they hated doing this, because they were church-going women. One of them quoted the words of Solomon--something about a man being brought “to a piece of bread” by a “whorish woman.” In other words, when a loose woman tempts a man, he has little or no resistance. They were counting on the truth of this verse.<br /><br />Simone said that when her younger sister raped by a young German soldier, a Nazi doctor had aborted the pregnancy.  It was a nightmare for her sister and she would never be the same. Another friend, who refused to become a “call girl” for the soldiers, was raped and then shot through the head by the soldier that raped her. He said that her sister had tried to kill him and that it was self-defense. There was no official inquiry about the incident.As Jerry waited in the bushes, his heart pounded as hard as it did when he hid under the floor of the bakery in Bialystock. He never found killing another human being to be easy. He had to become detached--like a killing-machine. He dare not let his fears, or his emotions, let him think about what he was doing. He just did it. He did it for France. He did it for the free world...for his father.  <div><br /></div><div><i>To be continued.</i></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><center>For <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >Evangelism</a> Resources, please visit <a href="http://www.livingwaters.com" >LivingWaters.com</a>.</center><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823596693953871104-5901841292880250603?l=raycomfortfood.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Every Human Being Is a Person</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 10:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A blog by Robert J. Elisberg at the Huffington Post titled “Unborn in the USA” is instructive: there is a profound lack of understanding of basic aspects of the abortion debate among those who oppose pro-lifers. In a way, I find that encouraging. It’s not that they’ve heard our arguments...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A blog by Robert J. Elisberg at the Huffington Post titled “<a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/robert-j-elisberg/personhood-amendments_b_1326600.html" >Unborn in the USA</a>”   is instructive: there is a profound lack of understanding of basic   aspects of the abortion debate among those who oppose pro-lifers. In a   way, I find that encouraging. It’s not that they’ve heard our arguments   and rejected them, it’s that they haven’t heard our arguments at all.   They don’t understand the issue, therefore understanding could change   their minds.</p>
<p>Elisberg’s post is about the “Personhood Act” currently under consideration in Oklahoma:</p>
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<p>The bill will give personhood status to gametes from the moment of   fertilization. Or conception. Or whatever mental image or description   you would prefer, like &quot;from the moment a woman&#39;s ovum is impregnated by   the ejaculated sperm of a male.&quot; That would be a person.</p>
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<p>Here’s where I begin to question his knowledge of basic human   biology—or at the very least, his understanding of why pro-lifers oppose   abortion. First, pro-lifers are interested in saving the lives of very   young human beings—members of the <em>Homo sapiens</em> species who  are  growing and changing, just as we all grow and change from birth to   death. Perhaps his sentence was just badly worded for rhetorical  effect,  but after fertilization, the gametes no longer exist as gametes; the  combination  is a completely different kind of entity. No one, I repeat:  <em>no one</em> wants to give personhood status to gametes. A gamete is <em>not</em> a human being—not a whole organism on a path of development to maturity with his or her own unique DNA.</p>
<p>Second, his mocking description, &quot;from the moment a woman&#39;s ovum is   impregnated by the ejaculated sperm of a male,” is exactly the definition   of how a human being is created. This is basic biology, and trying to   make it sound silly doesn’t change that fact. When an egg and sperm  come  together, the result is a brand new combination of DNA that will  be the  same from that human being’s conception to his or her death.  This is  why pro-lifers support human rights for these very young  people—because <em>they’re human beings</em>.</p>
<p>Elisberg wants to arbitrarily separate the term “person” from “human   being” and then attach rights to “persons” rather than to human beings.   But doesn’t that make a mockery of universal human rights and open  wide  the door for whomever is in power to define whole groups of   “inconvenient” human beings out of their rights?</p>
<p>But here’s where his argument really loses its way:</p>
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<p>[T]here is a huge flaw in these personhood bills, which proponents   have tried to hide. A flaw that, by its very nature, eliminates any   possible defense in the cause.</p>
<p>That flaw is as core a flaw as any cause can have -- because it&#39;s the very name of the cause itself.</p>
<p>Personhood....</p>
<p>The name &quot;personhood&quot; hides that proponents of the bills cannot actually tell you if the &quot;person&quot; is a male or a female.</p>
<p>Ask them. &quot;Okay, this unborn &#39;person&#39; you want to give human rights   to at the moment of fertilization? Is that a male? Is it a female?&quot; The   answer can&#39;t be determined. Indeed, &quot;he&quot; or she&quot; isn&#39;t ever used in the   discussion. Instead it&#39;s always &quot;the unborn child.&quot; The unborn person.   It&#39;s always spoken of in the general -- because it can&#39;t be spoken of  in  the specific. But that impregnated egg is very specific. And one  thing  that can&#39;t yet be determined is if it&#39;s a male or female....</p>
<p>For all the convoluted debate, it&#39;s really very simple, in the end:   if something can&#39;t be determined to be a male or female, it can&#39;t   possibly be a person. After all, being a male or female is pretty much   the core requirement to be a person. Everything else is gravy. So,   without being able to determine if something is male or a female, then   it&#39;s impossible to call that a person.</p>
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<p>I wish I could sit down and talk with Elisberg because he simply   doesn’t have the facts. The sex of embryonic humans is very much   determined from conception. Once again I point out that the DNA of a   human being in the zygote stage of life is <em>exactly</em> the DNA that will direct his or her growth through <em>every</em> stage of life. It <em>is</em> a “he” or “she” &quot;from the moment a woman&#39;s ovum is impregnated by the ejaculated sperm of a male.&quot; That’s simple biology.</p>
<p>Or perhaps he’s saying that despite its DNA-determined sex, an embryonic human   being is a non-person because we can&#39;t know what that sex is. That   would be an odd claim for two reasons: 1)&#0160;It certainly is  possible  for us to know the sex of an embryonic human  if the right  tests are  done. This is precisely what makes possible the  controversial IVF practice of  choosing which embryonic children to  implant or destroy <a href="http://www.firstthings.com/blogs/secondhandsmoke/2010/07/09/i-have-a-right-to-a-baby-girl-using-ivf-for-sex-selection/" >based on their sex</a>. But regardless, 2) Why should it matter whether   or not we know the sex of an embryonic human? Would our knowledge change   the fact that it <em>is</em> objectively male or female? Can our mere <em>knowledge</em> about another human being’s sex determine his or her moral status? Where would this leave babies like <a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2089474/Beck-Laxton-Kieran-Cooper-reveal-sex-gender-neutral-child-Sasha.html" >Sasha</a> and <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-13581835" >Storm</a>,   whose sex was kept secret from society?</p>
<p>Either way, if Elisberg thinks that “being a male or female is pretty   much the core requirement” for acknowledging a human being’s rights,   then he has picked the wrong side.</p>
<p>So if the purpose of these pro-lifers’ use of the term “personhood” isn’t to   hide the fact that unborn children are neither male nor female, why are   they using that word in these bills? Because that’s the word currently   being used as shorthand for “worthy of rights.” The writers of the  bills  are trying to close the gap that’s been artificially created  between  “human beings” and “persons” and make clear the fact that <em>all human beings are persons</em>. Every member of the human race. We’re all persons because a human being is&#0160;<em>the kind of being</em> that has personal properties, whether those properties are currently being expressed or not. Peter Kreeft <a href="http://www.peterkreeft.com/topics-more/personhood.htm" >explains</a>:</p>
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<p>Surely the correct answer [to how &quot;person&quot; is to be defined] is that a   person is one with a natural, inherent capacity for performing  personal  acts. Why is one able to perform personal acts under proper  conditions?  Only because one is a person. <em>One grows into the  ability to perform  personal acts only because one already is the kind  of thing that grows  into the ability to perform personal acts, i.e., a  person</em> (emphasis mine).</p>
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<p>This is why human beings are persons, no matter what their age or current ability.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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