I have updated my bargains page tonight, so check it out and find some great deals at several different websites. I have so much fun digging for the buried treasure for you…please take advantage of it and keep building your library for your children and yourself without mortgaging your house and your first-born to do it!

Please forgive me for being so verbose tonight. As you can see, I haven’t posted anything on this weblog for a long time…I guess I had a lot bottled up that was bursting to come out!

Read this article by Gregg Cunningham which was published in the National Review magazine. It tells the horrifying tale of a monster who gleefully murders babies, specializing in late-term abortions up to 37 weeks gestation. If you really want to make yourself sick, take a peek at his website.

Then get mad enough to do something about it.

I had occasion to visit two different Christian “book” stores in the past week, and, as usual, I left shaking my head.

First, I wonder why they still cling to the moniker “book store.” Sure, there are a few items of bound, printed material, but it is difficult to dignify them with the name “book.” The majority of products, however, are music CD’s from groups which look like they came straight from a gig on MTV and trinkets with trite sayings and Bible verses tacked onto them.

I was hoping to find a particular book by Francis Schaeffer, but they didn’t even carry one of his books. I also wanted to find a prolife bumper sticker, but all the bumper stickers were too embarrassing to mention. What happened to the great intellectual traditon of Christian thought and literature which this nation once enjoyed?

Read this biting observation by cynic P.J. O’Rourke, which I found at RazorMouth:

There on the shelves were personal affirmations of faith by Roy Rogers and Dale Evans, a born-again diet plan, a transcription of the horrible (though rather unimaginative) things you can hear if you play rock and roll records backward, and a weighty tome arguing that every time the New Testament says “wine” it really means “grape juice.” But I couldn’t find anything you’d actually call a book. The Bibles themselves had names like A Bible Even You Can Read and The Bible in English Just Like Jesus Talked.

–P.J. O’Rourke, Holidays in Hell

He did it!

They said it couldn’t be done, but he did it.

The California Republican party elite was poised to annoint Dick Riordan their nominee for governor. Their mantra is that the party needs to be more “inclusive” to attract voters…this means compromising solid principles and acting like Democrats. Bill Simon proved them wrong.

Our family has been supporting Simon’s campaign since he announced he was running for governor. He has unabashedly stated his prolife stance, he has eschewed the idea that government can solve our problems and has proven that business and private charity are far more effective. He is dynamic and has the charisma to attract voters from many areas.

California has the fifth largest economy in the world, believe it or not. California also leads the way down the garbage chute for the rest of the nation with its foolish decisions to promote homosexuality in schools and supporting everything from illegal immigration to stricter gun laws. Bill Simon is not only important to this state, but his election could be a step in the right direction for the country.

There is a big fight ahead. Gray Davis isn’t going to pull any punches as he clings to his position as our Democratic governor. I was sickened last night as I watched him boast about his support of a “woman’s right to choose” amid thunderous applause. He gloated about the backing he had from Planned Parenthood. I had watched a chilling 7-minute video called “Harder Truth” just the night before which showed the legacy of abortion: the tiny body parts and severed, collapsed heads of aborted babies, other older babies whose limp, gray bodies were thrown in trash cans behind an abortuary. This was very personal to me as I am half-way through my tenth pregnancy, and I thought of my own tiny baby gently bumping around in my tummy.

This fight is important, and we must not grow weary in well-doing (II Thess. 3:13).