Posted: 10/11/2008 at 04:39AM |
There is a guy (Democrat), Philip J. Berg, who is suing Obama because he has failed to produce anything proving that he is a natural born US citizen. At one point, Obama had posted a document on his website to try and prove his birth - later to be found falsified. Here's some more facts and copies of the court documents from Berg's website www.obamacrimes.com
* Senator Obama could put this whole issue to rest by providing an official "vault copy" birth certificate.
* Senator Obama has chosen not to do so.
* The defendants (other than Obama) have a responsibility to protect the integrity of the electoral system by properly vetting the qualifications of candidates, which they have failed to perform.
* Mr. Berg, other Americans, and our system of government are damaged by this failure.
* Senator Obama, who has collected $425,000,000 in campaign contributions, has perpetrated a fraud.
Following are some of the factual statements made in the amended complaint (The complete complaint is attached below):
36. Obama is a representative of the Democratic People. However, Obama must meet the Qualifications specified for the United States Office of the President, which he must be a “natural born” citizen. Additionally, Obama must be at least a “naturalized” citizen to hold his Office of U.S. Senator for Illinois. Unfortunately, Obama is not a “natural born” citizen, nor is he a “naturalized” citizen. Just to name one of the problems, Obama lost his U.S. citizenship when his mother married an Indonesian citizen, Lolo Soetoro who legally “acknowledged” Obama as his son in Indonesia and/or “adopted” Obama, which caused Obama to become a “natural” Indonesian citizen. Stanley Ann Dunham Soetoro relocated herself and Obama to Indonesia wherein Obama’s mother naturalized in Indonesia. This is proven by Obama’s school record with the student’s name as “Barry Soetoro”, Father’s name: Lolo Soetoro, M.A., and Citizenship: Indonesia.
37. There appears to be no question that Defendant Obama’s mother, Stanley Ann Dunham, was a U.S. citizen. It is also undisputed, however, that his father, Barack Obama, Sr., was a citizen of Kenya. Obama’s parents, according to divorce records, were married on or about February 2, 1961.
38. Defendant Obama claims he was born in Honolulu, Hawaii on August 4, 1961 and it is uncertain in which hospital he claims to have been born. Obama’s grandmother on his father’s side, his half-brother and half-sister all claim Obama was born not in Hawaii but in Kenya. Reports reflect that Obama’s mother traveled to Kenya during her pregnancy; however, she was prevented from boarding a flight from Kenya to Hawaii at her late stage of pregnancy (which, apparently, was a normal restriction, to avoid births during a flight). By these reports, Stanley Ann Dunham Obama gave birth to Obama in Kenya, after which she flew home and registered Obama’s birth. There are records of a “registry of birth” for Obama, on or about August 8, 1961 in the public records office in Hawaii.
39. Upon investigation into the alleged birth of Obama in Honolulu, Hawaii, Obama’s birth is reported as occurring at two (2) separate hospitals, Kapiolani Hospital and Queens Hospital. The Rainbow Edition News Letter, November 2004 Edition, published by the Education Laboratory School did a several page article of an interview with Obama and his half-sister, Maya. The Rainbow Edition News Letter reports Obama was born August 4, 1961 at Queens Medical Center in Honolulu, Hawaii. More interesting in February 2008, Obama’s half-sister, Maya, was again interviewed in the Star Bulletin, and this time, Maya states Obama was born August 4, 1961 in Kapi’olani Medical Center for Women & Children.
Posted: 07/25/2008 at 06:27PM |
Rich and I go to the grocery store after work.
(BTW, I hate the grocery store. If I do go with
Rich, I usually sit in the car because I can't stand
it. Part of it is because those refrigerated sections
make me cold).
Anyway, there's this HUGE COW statue thing
on a trailer sitting in the parking lot by the door.
After making a few idol worship jokes to myself,
Rich and I got out of the car.
I walked right beside that cow, AND IT TALKED!
I said, "Oh, Wow, honey, the cow even talks!"
Then I looked up, and a little to the side of the store,
were two men. I couldn't see the one talking, but the other
was looking right at me. I held my hand up in a slight wave,
smiled sheepishly, and said to Rich,
"Oh...I guess it was those two guys talking over there."
Posted: 07/19/2008 at 11:29AM |
People have said that I am confident. I am an extreme
extrovert, and I absolutely love people. At work, I make
sure to either talk to or, at the very least,
smile at whoever I walk by in the office.
I can go up to anyone on the street and talk
to them.
I have, in the past, considered myself a "smart" person.
The Lord finally showed me that the intelligence that I
did have was only a gifting from Him (and I don't think
I'm as smart as I thought I was back then). Anyway, I've
always done well wherever I've worked, and love to have
jobs where I have to think and figure things out, and where
there is always change and something new.
So, I get married to this prophet fellow who doesn't
hold back when it comes to areas that he sees in my
life in which I struggle. The last two
jobs that I've had--a short temp job when we first moved
to Michigan and the job I'm in now--I haven't had a lot
of responsibility. I haven't had a lot of challenges. I
haven't had a lot of contact with people.
In my current job, I am the secretary to our President/CEO.
Sometimes, I speak only a few words a day to him.
It is best to send him short messages over e-mail,
even though he has to walk through my office to go anywhere.
There's a lot of gossip in our office, and I try to stay
completely away from that. I have had a few ministry
opportunities at work here and there,
but I've really began to feel useless.
When I was first saved, I knew the Lord had a plan for me.
I was hopeless before, and then I had hope. Now, it seems
as if there is no plan for me. I'm in a job where I do redundant
things, and I have very little contact with people. We don't
live in town (which I do prefer), and we don't go anywhere.
Rich, my husband, does all the shopping, and so I basically go to work
and come home. We hardly ever go anywhere on the
weekends. I don't know anyone here, except for the
people I work with, my landlord & his wife, and Rich's
friends who live 2 hours away.
I've actually been depressed lately. I told Rich that
I need fellowship. I need to talk to people, but I don't
like talking much on the phone. "I need to get out
and be around people". Sometimes, he'll tell me
things, and I'll say "No, that's not it" only to find out
a few weeks later that it really was it. This last time,
it took a lot longer than a few weeks for it to set in.
The Lord showed me through all this that I don't need
to always look at the method of delivery, but listen
to the words that are being said. If I felt like Rich
was having a bad day, I figured he'd just say things
to me just because he was having a bad day; and so
I wouldn't really listen to him since he didn't seem
"spiritual" that day.
So, I've been severely depressed, and even one week,
after Rich's friends left, I would come home from work
and go to bed. I also would lay in bed way past the last
minute because I didn't want to go to work.
I told the Lord and Rich both that I felt like I was dying.
On the way home 2 days ago, I was thinking about
a woman at work. The Lord showed me how He has
been ministering to her through me, and He also
showed me how I just walked past her that day
(I went home) when I should have stayed because
she really wanted to show me a few things and
talk to me. I pulled in the driveway of my home,
and the Lord said, "You think you have nothing to offer."
It was so true. I do think that way, and that IS
the way it is.
I DO HAVE NOTHING TO OFFER!
I went in to explain it to Rich. I told him that the
whole time, I felt like I had nothing to offer, and
I really don't. It is only the Lord who is in me
that is doing the work. I've been looking for this
plan for my life, what the Lord may do through me,
and I felt useless because it seemed like nothing was
happening, and I felt like I had no future as far as
the ministry goes. I knew there was a selfishness in this,
but I never had the full revelation.
Rich told me that he felt like he may have hindered
me in some way because in the past, I would go
and talk to anyone on the street, and would always
minister to people. Now, I don't do any of that;
now I hold a lot of stuff in.
I said, that was true--I don't do that anymore. The
difference is, that in those times, I was going in my
own confidence (see how the extrovert comes into
play here?). Rich said, "and that is why you are in
the job you are in also--where you're not able to use
any of your skills."
It is like I needed to experience this dry time
so that the Lord could deal with me
about going in my own confidence, humble me, and
show me that any true, good, work will come from Him.
--NO PRESSURE--
I know this sound like any truth the normal Christian
should know, but it is one of those things that I have
had to fully experience to really, truly understand.
The Lord also showed me that He has to deal/work with
all of His people. When He sees us, He doesn't see
us with all that sinfulness on us. He is the
one doing the good works, and so if anything
is accomplished in the kingdom, it is ALL HIS
DOING. We shouldn't be looking at others because
of their good works, or look at ourselves to
see where we measure up. Anything worthwhile
will be done by Him, and why should we glory
in what He has done? We only must be
willing and obedient.
When I looked at myself and others through
this understanding, then I could see how the
Lord loves me (and everyone else) as individuals.
Look at yourself, take away the sin, take away
His good works, and that's the YOU He loves.
Posted: 02/21/2008 at 01:03PM |
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Posted: 01/29/2008 at 08:17AM |
Superchic[k] in Clearwater, FL:
My three children were so excited because we were going
to see Superchic[k] in concert.
I had left home early because I wanted to get a good seat.
I was afraid that my 4 year old wouldn't be able to see with all the people there.
On the way there, I was rear-ended.
We were all ok, and went on to the concert after working out insurance stuff, but we only arrived a few minutes early.
When we walked in, all of the front seats were taken. I walked around looking, and found seats in mid-back section.
I asked the woman sitting there if the seats were taken, and she said, "no".
She had come by herself, and had been attending the church. We had some good fellowship.
After one the bands played, she got up to go to the restroom.
She came back with some Superchic[k] buttons that she had gotten from their table, and gave them to my 3 children.
Compassion International was there, and they had backstage passes for Superchic[k] for anyone who would sponsor a child.
It was not a commitment that I could make at the time, but the woman that I had been talking to decided to sponsor a child,
and she gave us the backstage passes.
So, even though we were late to the concert because we were rear-ended,
the Lord worked it all out, and the kids were able meet and get their pics taken with Superchic[k].
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him,
who have been called according to his purpose. Romans 8:28
Posted: 01/20/2008 at 01:22AM |
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low,
the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight,
and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South.
With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope.
With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a
beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together,
to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together,
knowing that we will be free one day.
--Martin Luther King Jr., August 28, 1963
Posted: 01/16/2008 at 07:57AM |
We are about to buy out another company, and yesterday my boss came out
of the office, and told me to tell the Operations Manager that a guy named
David Vandergoof (ok, I don't remember his last name exactly) was going to
call him, and then he gave me a long list of things to tell the OM to have ready.
The OM wasn't in his office, but called me back a few minutes later (and
I was really busy at the time...I had several different things going). I gave
him all the information, and then he said, "and what's his name again?"
I said, "David Vandergoof." He said, "Spell that." I said, "D-A-V-..."
and he stopped me....
DUH! Blonde moment! LOL