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A life with real potential

This country’s biggest problem is abortion and the low value we put on life. Inconvenient, throw it out. Didn’t use birth control, suck it out and put it in a dumpster.


We have fallen out of love with life and we’re all complicate in that. Will it continue to be? When the election is over and life is what it is, are we going to start defending life and allow children to be born and raised or adopted so someone else can raise that finest of all God’s creations — a human baby.


We have allowed 88,000,000-plus to be aborted in now 43 3/4 years and the count goes up. With over 2,000,000 couples that would love to adopt a child, we should at least give it a try. Will God have to bring real hell fire and condemnation upon us before we get it? We will all have to try to seek his forgiveness and rekindle our fire of love for life before it’s too late.


Now we have aborted over 25 percent of the total population that would have been born in those 43-plus years. What is the potential for those lives — doctors, priests, ministers, politicians who care for their constituents, well drillers, machinists, space scientists, mothers and dads being more in love with each other and their family, including these unborn. Not a potential life, but a life with real potential.


Think about it. Pray about it. I hope we all examine our actions, inactions, and promote life. God did. He allowed you to be born.


—Dave Swenson



Thanks you for your kindness

I am writing this as a thank you to more than any one individual, but rather to our community as a whole, and with special thanks to one group in particular.  


This last week’s “arrival of winter” showed me how great of a community I am fortunate enough to not only live in, but a community that I am sure my young daughters are proud to call their hometown … and maybe someday raise families of their own here.  


The forecast of the impending blizzard was not a shock to anyone, but the outcome was greater than I think most had assumed. The 50-plus mph winds and blinding snow caused problems throughout our area that we had not seen in quite some time.


Personally, at my farm, the lights flickered all morning until around 11:30 a.m. when they fully went out for what turned out to be roughly 12 hours without power. This problem snowballed (pardon the pun) when our house started feeling colder. Living in a 100-plus year-old farmhouse showed a lack of proper modern insulation. To add to the incident, within the last two years, we converted our entire farm to all electric heat. To sum it up, with no electricity in a very old house, it got cold in here quick.  


Without hesitation, our dearest friends, whom we fully consider family, opened their doors and spare bedroom to us for a warm bed for the night. It is events such as this that reassure, in our minds, our place in people’s hearts and homes. The remainder of the day was a constant reassurance of love as both family and friends in the community relayed calls just to check and see that all was well.  


To conclude these thanks, I have to extend personal thanks, and surely an entire community thanks to the amazingly hard working crew of our linemen.  Our farm is the responsibility of the Minnesota Valley Rural Electric Cooperative. I am fortunate enough to know and become great friends with most of these guys and the storm on November 18th showed that I am lucky enough to be friends with some of the hardest working people in our great town.  My drop of a few degrees here and there in my home was absolutely nothing compared to working outside, in a bucket truck, in the wind, in the dark and in the deadly bitter cold.  These gentlemen get overlooked far too much for what they do. Our constant everyday luxuries of “lights” are due to the hard work of only a few.   


From myself, my wife and my three daughters, thank you for what you do! You do it well!

I couldn’t type this without electricity.


—Dustin Shourds



Who knows better than God?

In my 77 years, as I’ve looked to and fro, I see something that alarms me.

There was a song that expresses these comments: “I love those dear hearts and gentle people who live in my home town. They read the Good Book from Fri. till Mon., that’s how the weekend goes.”


What alarms me is that although people still read the Good Book, some do not take God’s word as truth. They ignore God telling us, “I solemnly warn everyone who hears the prophetic words of this book: if they add anything to them, God will add to their punishment ... and if any take anything away from the prophetic words of this book, God will take away from them their share of the fruit of the tree of life and of the holy city ... Rev. 22:18-19.


I’ll use abortion as an issue. There are some who think they know if an unborn child’s life can amount to anything. I cannot even see to the end of the day; my life could end on Highway 7. Who can claim they know 20 years into the future? Could we have aborted the woman or man who would find the cure for cancer?


When did our people and some churches decide they know better than God?

Please give some time to think about these things.


—Lois Anderson