Nursing Homes and Daycare—Icons of Collective Neglect

I’ve got a lot to do.

I have much to accomplish, many places to go, lots of business to conduct.

I really don’t have much time for distractions.

Kids? We have daycare.

Old people? Well, you know.

Our nation worships youth.

Our nation worships beauty, well, youthful beauty.

Consider the extreme lengths to which we go, to prolong life, to defer aging. We diet. We exercise, good things, mind you. We developed a cottage industry revolving around retaining a youthful appearance. Gimmicks and fads, creams and lotions, wraps and other accoutrements, all to tighten and tone, lift and smooth…in other words, make you look younger.

Some folks butcher themselves with plastic surgery in a futile attempt to retain a semblance of youth.

“Why you haven’t aged since college!” the pinnacle of complements.

Old is bad, something to be avoided and resisted.

Our nation neglects our parents.

My wife is unique in more than few ways.

She is a great nurse and loves old people, and they love her. She has almost always worked in a nursing home where she treats the residents with dignity and respect, as if they have value. And they respond. Even the most crotchety old buzzard inevitably comes to lighten up when she brings his meds.

She often comes home in tears.

“My little man is dying,” she confessed the other morning. Death is a part of life and certainly a part of any medical profession, but the nursing home thrusts death to the forefront. No one gets better and leaves a nursing home.

I’ll make the concession here. Obviously medical situations exist that require professional care just like life situations exist that demand daycare (I see you single mothers). But in general:

A nursing home is where we put our old people to die unobtrusively.

They all die. Most of them die alone.

Many are on hospice but even for the ones who are not, death lurks in the corner. It’s like a waiting room for eternity, eternal glory or eternal suffering and the norm seems to be loneliness…and fear. Maybe a family member will show up toward the end, but most make the sad, lonely march to death in utter solitude and often with much trembling.

Ami’s little man died a few days later (she wasn’t on duty), alone in his room, gasping for breath, calling out for help. He was a father, and a husband, and he walked to his grave for years completely alone…

…not hindering anyone. 

Our nation worships ourselves.

Old people get in the way. Kids too.

They are inconvenient, so we invented daycares and nursing homes to safely squirrel them away so that I may live unimpeded.

This is the sad reality, sad and harsh. 

I could never accomplish all of my professional objectives if I had to care for my aging father. I could never do all of the things I want to do if I’m stuck tending to my elderly parents. I just would not be happy if I had to alter my life in any way to account for them.

And it’s not like they won’t be taken care of.

The nursing homes are nice enough. They have a professional staff. It’s a five-star facility, each star ratcheting down my guilt a notch until it’s tolerable. As a matter of fact, they’ll get better care than I could ever give them!

It’s for the best. It’s what they would want.

As an aside, did you know that Adolf Hitler cared for his dying mother at home in her battle against breast cancer. Her Jewish doctor remarked, “I have never seen anyone so prostrate with grief as Adolf Hitler,” over her death.

I guess it should not surprise us that a nation so quick to allow strangers to raise our children would just as quickly allow strangers to accompany our parents to their death.

Our nation rejects the Commandment.

Interestingly, the Fifth commandment stands unique amongst the Ten.

Honor your father and your mother

…Okay, we’ve heard this before, but the rest…

that your days may be long in the land that the LORD your God is giving to you. (Exodus 20:12)

This commandment is the only one of the Ten Commandments to offer an outcome. I could infer a righteous outcome from obedience to the others but God plainly says, honor your parents so that you may prosper. It’s conditional.

What does it mean to honor your mother and father?

I’ll leave the specifics of that to the individual conviction of the Holy Spirit upon the hearts of His people. We value them. We esteem them. We consider them. We recognize that, at a minimum, they gave us life.

Notice God gives no caveat for worth. He does not say, honor them if they are good parents. He does not say, honor them if they honor you. He doesn’t even say, honor them if they are godly. Only, honor them.

Notice He gives no caveat for time. Honor them, not, honor them until you grow up and figure everything out on your own. Honor them until you no longer need them. Honor them until they become old and irrelevant or until you are too busy to honor them.

Honor them.

God commands it. They deserve it. They are entitled to it.

And the endstate…prosperity. You will live long in the land.

My family’s neglect.

I wish I would’ve known my grandmother. I mean, really known her. I knew her as a young boy. She even beat me with a flyswatter once when I gave her the finger, not really knowing what it meant, but I never really knew her.

She was a good, godly woman who literally gave away everything she had, consistently. So generous was her heart, you couldn’t give her anything without her giving it to another. She loved the Lord Jesus and her family.

Yet, in the transience of American life, my family moved away from her, to another state for my father’s job. We prospered in the new state. My father made better money. Our family did well and quite frankly, we moved on without her. 

We just had no place for her in our new life. She was too old to move, to entrenched where she was. Ashamedly, we even mocked her a bit for being a packrat, for living in poverty unnecessarily. We prospered. She wilted.

She died just a few years after we moved.

I feel as if we missed out on something important.

Why did she give everything away? Why was she content with so little? I would’ve loved to have learned from her. As I came to faith in Christ, we could have shared our faith. We could have laughed about the time I gave her the finger.

I wonder if our family’s reluctance to honor her contributed to our falling away from the church, and the godlessness that pervaded the early years of my life.

Clearly, I was not dwelling long in the land.

A different way.

Nursing homes represent pervasive self-centeredness. This is the bottom line.

It doesn’t have to be this way.

Let us look to the legions of old people dying alone and repent. Let us see them with dignity and respect, with value and worth. Let us see them as our fathers, as our mothers and let us go to them.

Let us seek them out and listen to them. Let us glean from them the decades of wisdom, the lifetime of experience. For those no longer cognizant, let us lavish love upon them all the way to the grave.

As my parents age, I know that one day I’ll be confronted with a decision. I’ve already made a vow. My wife, lover of old people, wouldn’t have it any other way.

That our nation would make a similar vow.

Bradford Smith

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Abortion and the Taliban…Checkers and Chess

How do you best kill the Taliban?

Upstream, that’s how.

Let’s see if I can explain.

For nearly two decades, we engaged the Taliban on the battlefield with stunning success. In virtually every engagement, coalition troops prevail. Usually, it’s a slaughter. I can think of only a handful of tactical engagements won by the Taliban.

Yet, they stand poised to eject us from Afghanistan with control over large swaths of the countryside. Outside the capital and the few cities, the Taliban are the power-brokers.

After 19 years and over 2,000 American soldiers dead, the United States finds itself embroiled in a strategic quagmire from which we may not extract ourselves or the whole thing likely falls apart.

Each year, we bleed out just a little bit more.

How could this be?

Checkers. We’re playing checkers.

Just like the church.

Don’t get me wrong.

Checkers is a fun game, valuable to an extent. When your opponent plays chess though…

Pro-life advocates declared February 23rd of this year, a Day of Mourning. In response to the recent and radical New York abortion law, the website instructs us to wear black, not shop, close businesses, and repent for abortion. Albany, New York will host a rally/meeting/worship service with a host of notable pro-life speakers.

On January 18th, tens of thousands of pro-life warriors braved the cold streets of our nation’s capital in protest of the evil of abortion. This is the 46th annual iteration. Vice President Mike Pence and a host of conservative leaders attended this year’s event. President Trump attended last year.

Though large and dramatic, these are tactical engagements. Like any tactical engagement, if not supported by sound strategy, the engagement fails to yield long-term results.

And, in a way, these are the large-scale equivalent of me arguing with my pro-choice cousin on social media.

I’m not too sure about their productivity, even on the tactical level. I acknowledge the efficacy of compelling our political leaders to pen pro-life legislation and nominate pro-life judicial members.

But this is about hearts and minds, like any counter-insurgency.

Has a single heart or mind been changed by demonstrations?

Building pregnancy centers is a step toward strategy, toward chess. What if, next to every single Planned Parenthood, was a crisis pregnancy center that offered every service, but abortion? Once a woman views her baby on an ultrasound, once she sees it’s personhood, she is much less likely to go through with an abortion.

Our city has a crisis pregnancy center with a great ministry.

Adopt.

Okay, now we’re getting somewhere. Parcheesi maybe.

What if we could tell every woman in a crisis pregnancy, “Don’t abort, please. We’ll raise your child in a loving home.” I choose to believe that most women do not want to have an abortion, but in many cases, feel they do not have an option.

The church ought to be elbowing one another out of the way to adopt available children. The existence of unwanted children is itself, an indictment of the church.

We never get this far. It’s too hard, requires too much of us.

We’re stuck in confronting the issue head-on with protests and marches and rallies and moaning and arguing on social media, slandering those who live blinded by their sin.

Meanwhile, the enemy busily destroys the nuclear family, drives a wedge between men and women, even going so far as to destroy the very idea of men and women, blurring the lines until the are unrecognizable.

And his agents of destruction are legions of unwitting men who stand idle as their sons grow into godlessness.

But, what if we played chess?

Like with the Taliban.

I’ll not deny the efficacy of shooting the Taliban in the face wherever you can.

We can build the world’s most sophisticated military machine to ensure that the trigger-puller is in the exact right place at the exact right time to squeeze the trigger and propel the 7.62 round into the skull of said Taliban.

The problem…he’s got brothers, and a father, and uncles, and friends…i.e. the Taliban.

Checkers.

Let’s work upstream.

What if he was never there in the first place? Let us dispatch him before he ever sets foot on the battlefield, perhaps walking out his door in the morning, or sleeping in his bed at night.

Let’s give him options, an education. Let us dangle the allure of financial prosperity before him, the hope of a better future for him and his family, a desire common to all men.

Further upstream, let us raze the Pakistani madrassa that taught him the Koran and to hate America. Let us coerce Pakistan to raze all their madrassas. Imprison the fundamental clerics. What if we westernized his homeland to the greatest extent possible, immersing him in the seductiveness of secularism, confusing him, undermining his Islamic faith which drives his zeal.

What if we fervently prayed for the Gospel to penetrate Muslim lands and for the Lord to raise up missionaries to go, and to make disciples? What if we went ourselves?

Check.

Abortion and Chess

Abortion will never end as godlessness proliferates.

Revival is the answer to abortion and I’m not talking a scheduled tent revival with open-air preaching. I’m talking real revival found in the serious commitment of men making disciples of their sons.

You want to end abortion?

Men, let us teach our sons to follow the Lord Jesus Christ.

It’s that simple.

Do the other things. Protest. Legislate. Inform. Rally. Resist. Build. Adopt. All of it. But apart from the engagement of godly men discipling their sons, these are but band-aids on a gushing hemorrhage.

Abortion is a symptom. Treating symptoms is okay as long as we treat the source of the illness. The source of the illness is godlessness, and as each generation becomes increasingly godless, abortion will proliferate.

Consider a generation of young men, of young Christ-followers and what the Lord would accomplish through them.

These young men would cherish and esteem young women. They would honor them and respect them. They would reject the overt sexualization of our culture and the insidious but prevalent view that a woman’s worth is in her sexuality and her looks. They would lift this burden from young women.

These young disciples would not pressure them into sex outside the covenant of marriage. They would value them as people, as sisters in Christ, as perhaps a future mate and wife.

But you know what, it will still happen. Christ-followers still fall into sin. There will still be unplanned and unwanted pregnancy. Yet, these young men, as Christians living a life of repentance, would seek out the Lord’s forgiveness and the woman’s as well and then seek to make things right.

Young disciples would not abandon a young lady to her pregnancy and vulnerability. Young disciples would not force her into a position of having to make a dreadful but seemingly necessary choice. “I’m here,” they’ll say. “I’m scared too, but let us rejoice at life. It didn’t happen how we planned, but it happened and so we’ll embrace it. Hallelujah, I get to father.”

And still sin happens. As their brothers wrestle with the flesh and maybe do abandon a woman in her time of need, they would come alongside and say, “we will support you as you need or, if necessary, we will love this child and raise them as a son or a daughter.”

Godly young men would push back against the rampant godlessness and how, by living according to the dictates of Christ, as disciples themselves. They would commit their lives to being disciples and themselves, to making disciples, of their own sons at first and then all the nations.

As they push back the darkness, as revival engulfs the nation, abortion would necessarily wane.

Men, make disciples of your sons.

Checkmate.

Kings to you, Satan.

Bradford Smith

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The call that sounds for the incredible need of emotionally and physically abandoned and orphaned children and one that when answered manifests the love of Christ.

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This book is a must read for anyone affected in any way by addictions. So many of the situations in this book seem hopeless, but as Brad so clearly points out, Christ is the solution and the only hope of man. As long as there is breath, there is hope!

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Pro-Choice Folks, I Understand…I Truly Do

Let us dispense with the pretenses.

Let us disavow the same tired rhetoric.

I know.

It’s a zygote, a clump of cells. It’s not a person. It’s your body. It’s your choice. You have reproductive rights. There is a war on women. If I’m against abortion, I won’t have one.

But can we please cut to the chase?

You hate men.

Rather, you hate manhood, the institution, masculinity.

Really, it’s the perceived patriarchy that generates your wrath, the system itself.

As long as men yield, as long as they acquiesce, as long as they join in self-emasculation and self-loathing then you tolerate them, begrudgingly. You reserve your ire for those who dare advocate for anything as outdated and outrageous as masculine virtue, be they male or yes, other females.

You fulfill Scripture.

Did you know that?

Long ago, God cursed the woman in her sin saying, “Your desire shall be for your husband…” (Genesis 3:16)

At first glance, this doesn’t sound bad. Why would you not want to desire your husband. The language is telling. In the very next chapter, using the exact same language, God says to Cain, speaking of sin, “Its desire is for you.” (Genesis 4:7) Sin seeks to dominate Cain, to control him, to usurp his motivations, compelling him to act accordingly, bending him to its will.

The alternate rendering of the curse speaks volumes. “Your desire will be against your husband.” God imbued the man with spiritual headship, with a role as the leader of the family, and you hate it. You rage against it. The idea of male headship bristles your spirit.

You seek to usurp this role, to dominate him, to control him, compelling him to act accordingly, bending him to your will. You’ll be no subordinate, no slave to a man.

And you’ve seen the abuse of the system, ungodly men who embrace the second half of the curse…“and he shall rule over you.” (Genesis 3:16) Men who impregnate and abandon, men who abuse and torment, men who sexualize and oppress—you’ve seen it, maybe lived it or your mother did.

I cannot fathom your frustration.

In other areas of life in a civilized society, you will your way to a plethora of Pyrrhic victories. You’ve shattered glass ceilings at virtually every level. You outpace your male brothers in higher education. You’ve passed Ranger school and joined the infantry. Every profession is yours for the taking though if the #metoo folks are right, we’ve got a lot of work to do.

There’s just one small problem.

You have a uterus…to go with your vagina.

You deserve the exact same sexual freedom as godless men. You are entitled to it, but unfortunately your biology works dreadfully against you. Pregnancy is the ultimate expression of feminine bondage, a burden, a yoke which no one else may bear for you.

And you’ll not have it.

You know it’s a life. I know it’s a life. But that’s not what’s important. What matters is your life and your freedom and really, your sexual freedom. We’ll call it a zygote if it’ll make you feel better. We’ll even chant your slogans. 

It comes down to a simple decision between your rights, your sexual rights, and the right to life of this clump of cells.

I know. I truly do.

A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.

Emasculated Men.

You hate men as well.

Confronted with feminine ire, you concede. You caved long ago and yielded your masculinity to become a neutered caricature of what God intended you to be, and you’re okay with that because you are accepted.

Their acceptance of you depends entirely upon your continuing harmlessness to the cause, and that’s okay. Know that at the first hint of obstinance, you’ll be soundly crushed.

Perhaps it was your father that taught you to hate men and you do. You hate them. You recoil at what society has declared manly. The brutish tobacco-chewing redneck or the Bible-thumping woman-hater stand in opposition to the genderless utopia you desire.

Who are you to have any kind of privilege just because you’re a man?

Who are you to be given authority on account of something so unearned as your penis?

So you quietly tuck your testicles between your legs, pick up your “Stop the War on Women” sign, and join the march. You likewise know it’s a life as well as I do, but that is not what’s important.

Her reproductive rights are what matters here, not some nameless, faceless and ultimately inconvenient cluster of biological goo. You don’t even have a uterus. How could you possibly have an opinion on the matter? Right?

Mind your lane and get back in line.

You hate women.

You go the other direction.

You fall in line with the curse and rule over the woman in an ungodly fashion.

It’s easy for you. You don’t even really have to try. It comes very naturally. You see women for what they are, ultimately repositories for your pleasurable insemination.

Abortion is a convenient means to that end.

You really don’t have time or desire for the responsibility or sexual ethics and abortion is the next best thing. Hey, you’re certainly not going to father some child that you don’t even want. This isn’t the sixties where you have to marry the girl. 

Really. I understand.

We don’t want child support hanging over our heads. We don’t want some artificial commitment to someone or something that we didn’t want in the first place, but hey, we’re human too. We don’t want some kid growing up without a dad, maybe even in poverty. We know the deal.

It’s for the best. Truly.

Once we can “take care of it”, it’s on to the next one. No one gets hurt. We all have a good time and hey, did you see that waitress at the club. I think she was making eyes at me. I’ve got a feeling…

You hate God.

Again, I understand completely.

I once hated God as you do and I once hated life as you do.

You know God exists. Creation testifies to that fact loud and clear. Nothing has ever created itself. You know this. Yet, you desire to be the captain of your own destiny. You desire to call the shots. You worship at the altar of you and woe be anyone who seeks to impede your ritual sacrifice.

It’s you. Your sexual ethics. Your decisions. Your body. Your choice. Your everything.

You hate God and the fact that He imposes standards. You hate God because of the fact that He imposes standards and really, because you know there will be accountability. He stands in direct opposition to the cult of you. And you hate it. You hate Him.

I know it. You know it…He knows it.

The life inside, created in His image, stands as an imminent reminder of His ways and you hate His ways. You want it to be your way. Abortion allows for this. 

You really have no…choice. Ironic, isn’t it. Or maybe you do…

Bradford Smith

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   Janice S. Garey  

The call that sounds for the incredible need of emotionally and physically abandoned and orphaned children and one that when answered manifests the love of Christ.

  Anne Rightler

This book is a must read for anyone affected in any way by addictions. So many of the situations in this book seem hopeless, but as Brad so clearly points out, Christ is the solution and the only hope of man. As long as there is breath, there is hope!

  Scott Doherty

In Scourge, Brad offers us more than cold statistics or a cautionary tale. Instead, he offers us the solution - faith backed by action - to overcome this insidious problem Insightful and provocative, Scourge is a warning flag, guide post and rally to hope for all of us.

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Biblical Masculinity is Toxic Masculinity

Has there been a culture as confused as ours?

Clarity

It’s a shame, but I’ve got to stipulate.

As much as I cling to truth and the language of truth, our culture demands clarification.

I simply cannot speak of marriage lest you be confused. I must stipulate…biblical marriage between a man and a woman. Even the word “biblical” does not delineate decisively. Now, you and I know that the word “marriage” carries a biblical connotation—God ordained marriage after all—and excludes all but those between a man and a woman. Unfortunately, society no longer honors God’s definition.

The concept of masculinity demands a similar stipulation.

We must delineate between masculinity and biblical masculinity though again, you and I know that apart from Christ, masculinity is meaningless. It rings hollow. It doesn’t actually exist. Christless masculinity is as meaningful as godless love or waterless oceans.

So, for the sake of clarity, we must agree…

…biblical masculinity is toxic masculinity.

Godless Masculinity

Allow me to establish a term. Let us address godless masculinity.

In Christ, we find the ultimate exhibition of masculinity. Masculinity—biblical masculinity—demands Christ. He must exist for masculinity to even be a thing.

God in flesh, Jesus is a man.

Let’s start there. Again, common degeneration requires we affirm so simple an idea. In the common vernacular, He is a cisgender, biological male, one who gender identifies with the sex assigned at birth. He would be totally comfortable with He pronouns.

And in His humanity, His masculinity resonates. It affirms the goodness of masculinity, the rightness of masculinity, the necessity of masculinity.

The masculinity of Jesus resonates with tension, with contrast.

He is BOTH the glorified Christ of Revelation 1, the mere sight of whom drove John to fall to his face as if dead, AND the gentle rabbi to whom children were given. He is BOTH the awe-inducing Christ of Revelation 19, the King of kings and Lord or Lords who will judge and make war as He treads the winepress of the wrath of a holy God upon His return, AND the compassionate healer who has mercy upon the masses, who weeps at their lostness.

He is gentle.

He will rule the nations with a rod of iron.

He is kind.

He will strike down His enemies.

He is love. He is mercy.

He demands obedience.

And He calls His sons to account, to be strong, to be courageous. He requires His sons to emulate Him, to love their wives as Christ loves the Church, to make disciples of their children, to demand justice and pursue purity. He moves them to humility and mercy, to serve and to love.

He calls them to act like men, to embrace their God-given masculinity.

Godless masculinity knows nothing of this.

It knows neither strength nor weakness. Godless masculinity is BOTH the cat-calling chauvinist AND the limp-wristed coward who concedes his role as the spiritual leader of the home and the church.

Godless masculinity is Matt Lauer and Bradley Manning, a caricature of the humble servant, Jesus. Godless masculinity can never reconcile the overt and sinful bravado of faux masculinity with the effectively-neutered males of this present day. In response, it necessarily and deliberately confuses biblical displays with gross perversions, labeling them both toxic in rejection of the perceived patriarchy.

Godless masculinity recoils at the real thing.

A godly man leading his wife and family in the way of the Lord is anathema, toxic rather, to that which is perishing.

Toxic to Godlessness

Men lead the general rebellion against God.

The most influential person in the life of a child is the father. A child’s future and his faith, or lack thereof, is largely attributable to what the father does or does not do, his presence or absence.

In our nation, fathers long ago walked from the church and failed to raise their sons in the way of the Lord. Predictably, when we became older, we departed from those ways. Each subsequent generation is more unchurched, more godless, drifting further from truth.

Ours is a rebellion of apathy, of passivity. It is a rebellion of abdication. We long ago ceded our god-given role as spiritual leaders of the home and the church. The resultant feminization of both, the home and the church, spelled doom for both institutions.

Masculinity spells death for godlessness.

By God’s design, legions of committed men, disciples themselves, make disciples of the nations, starting in their own home.

Godly men love their wives as Christ loves the church, consuming them with the fire of their selfless and unconditional love. (Ephesians 5:25) Godly men wash their wives in the water of the Word, coming alongside them in pursuit of the Lord. (Ephesians 5:26) The resultant union testifies loud and clear to the Gospel of the risen Lord Jesus.

Godly men pour into their children, rearing them as disciples from their youngest days. Godly men discipline their sons and teach them to cherish women, to esteem them as the fairer sex. Godly men instill into their daughters a sense of worth independent of their looks or what they could offer a man. Godly men model what their daughters ought to look for in a future husband and how their sons ought to think, act, and speak.

Godly men lead their families.

Godly men lead the church.

Godly men stand firm against the flaming darts of the enemy, holding steadfast to the truth of Scripture, demanding righteousness from themselves and other men.

Godly men subordinate themselves to all of these pursuits and there is no greater threat to the world and its associated godlessness than masculinity…which is why Satan has labored so diligently in confusing the world as to what masculinity actually is.

This leads to an unnecessarily comfortable truth. Our nation and the western church will only go as far as masculinity will carry them.

Toxic to Evil

The proliferation of evil speaks to a general emasculation.

Godly men do not stand idle as men harass women, as bullies do their thing, as people treat one another with hatred and disrespect. Replace the word “godly” with “good” and almost everyone would agree with this sentiment, even recent progressive movements that reject traditional notions of masculinity.

God forces us to expand the provision to a basis that would merit subsequent rejection by those same secular forces.

Godly men would never have required the overt sexualization forced upon our young women in the first place. We would’ve never convinced legions of women to find value from their looks, pressure them into premarital sex, and abandon them once they become pregnant. The widespread proliferation of single mothers and all of the affiliated affliction testifies to emasculation.

Abortion is a by-product of this emasculation, as is the destruction of gender norms in our society. Even #metoo exists as a reaction against a godless masculinity that cannot be acknowledged, a secular response to a spiritual bankruptcy.

Only good men, who by definition must be of Christ, can readily stand against the proliferation of such wickedness.

Symptoms no More

Apart from Christ, society may only treat symptoms, the proverbial band-aid on a sucking chest wound.

Meanwhile, women will continue to be abused and debased, babies will be murdered in the womb, more of our sons will walk from the faith, and our nation will continue its descent into the abyss.

My prayer is simple, for revival among the men of this nation. I pray that the LORD would raise up a generation of men who would claim all that He has set aside for them, that they would waive aside the clouds of confusion in repentance and boldly stand in allegiance with true righteousness, the righteousness found in Christ. This is the only way.

And it can only start with you.

Bradford Smith

Bradford Smith

Author - Founder

Soldier, Pastor, Author – Bradford stays busy, with his wife Ami, raising their 9 children, serving the nation, pastoring, preaching, and writing books (#3 is due out October ’17).

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