Freedom-Fighters Forum

By Chuck Venhuizen
January 2005

Semantic infiltration (SI) is a phenomenon of language that occurs when certain people deliberately replace one word or phrase deemed offensive with another term that better frames and strengthens their point of view. With the help of the Courts, Media, Academia and even the Church they successfully circulate, popularize and legitimize SI jargon to establish their frequently anti-Christian agenda.

An early modern example of SI comes from the Cold War era, when the Soviet Union deployed terms like “wars of national liberation“, their real purpose being “global conquest“. Since then the use of SI has proliferated, especially in the moral sphere. Designer terms like “sexual diversity training” have been fashioned to obscure a hidden agenda. Like a Trojan horse, these code-like words release moral presuppositions and values into the minds of people who use them that are contrary to the Judeo-Christian ethic.

Some examples of SI are quite obvious, such as replacing “Christmas lights” with “holiday lights”, or “Merry Christmas” with “Happy Holidays”. Other examples (more…)

by Charles R. Swindoll

Read 1 Samuel 18:1–4

God knew that David needed an intimate friend to walk with him through the valley that was ahead of him. Intimate friends are rare in life. Often we have only one, occasionally two, usually not more than three in our entire lives. There’s something about an intimate friend that causes your souls to be knit together. It’s what we call a kindred spirit.

You don’t have to beg a close friend for a favor, which was (more…)

Having four visiting family members, my wife was very busy, so I offered to go to the store for her to get some needed items.

I scurried around the store, gathered up my goodies and headed for the checkout counter, only to be blocked in the narrow aisle by a young man who appeared to be about sixteen-years-old. I wasn’t in a hurry, so I patiently waited for the boy to realize that I was there. This was when he waved his hands excitedly in the air and declared in a loud voice, “Mommy, I’m over here.”

It was obvious now, he was mentally challenged and also startled as he turned and saw me standing so close to him, waiting to squeeze by. His eyes widened and surprise exploded on his face as I said, “Hey Buddy, what’s your name?”

“My name is Denny and I’m shopping with my mother,” he responded proudly.

“Wow,” I said, “that’s a cool name; I wish my name (more…)

by Sister Helen P. Mrosla

He was in the first third grade class I taught at Saint Mary’s School in Morris, Minn. All 34 of my students were dear to me, but Mark Eklund was one in a million. Very neat in appearance, but had that happy-to-be-alive attitude that made even his occasional mischievousness delightful.

Mark talked incessantly. I had to remind him again and again that talking without permission was not acceptable. What impressed me so much, though, was his sincere response every time I had to correct him for misbehaving – “Thank you for correcting me, Sister!” I didn’t know what to make of it at first, but before long I became accustomed to hearing it many times a day.

One morning my patience was growing thin when Mark talked once too often, and then I made a novice-teacher’s mistake. I looked at Mark and said, (more…)

Remember making an apron in Home Ec? Remember Home Ec? If we have to explain “Home Ec” your education is lacking. Read below.

I don’t think our kids know what an apron is. The principal use of Grandma’s apron was to protect the dress underneath because she only had a few and because it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and aprons required less material. But along with that, it served as a potholder for removing Hot pans from the oven.

It was wonderful for drying children’s tears, and on occasion (more…)

William J. Dell
Amore Dei, Familiae, Patriae ducit !

I had a friend, and a new reader, ask me the other day, “What’s all that Latin on all your articles?” Translated it means Love of God, Family, Country leads me ! It was good to know somebody was paying attention. As I have said before on this BLOG, I have three imperatives in my life they are God – Family – Country. They have been my focus for more than forty years and the reason for this BLOG.

I make no apology for my belief in God and his Son, Jesus Christ, as my Savior and Redeemer of the World. I make no apology for my belief, along with Benjamin Franklin, (more…)

By Doug Patton – February 7, 2011

I rarely say “never.” It is as inane as saying “always.” Of course, there are times when these two words are the only ones that work. And in this case, I mean it. I will never vote for another Bush or another McCain.

All together, I voted four times for a Bush and once for a McCain for President of the United States. In 1988, I voted for George Herbert Walker Bush against Michael Dukakis. And in 1992, I resisted the temptation to punish President “Read-My-Lips” by casting a vote for Ross Perot the Texas screwball, Ross Perot, thereby handing the presidency to Bill Clinton.

In 2000, there was no possible way I could mark a ballot for (more…)

Dr. William Henry ‘Bill’ Cosby, Jr., Ed.D.

They’re standing on the corner and they can’t speak English. I can’t even talk the way these people talk:

Why you ain’t,
Where you is,
What he drive,
Where he stay,
Where he work,
Who you be…

And I blamed the kid until I heard (more…)

The following is posted in the interest of personal and home security  and protection:

1. Of course I look familiar. I was here just last week cleaning your carpets, painting your shutters, or delivering your new refrigerator.

2. Hey, thanks for letting me use the bathroom when I was working in your yard last week. While I was in there, I unlatched the back window to make my return a little easier.

3. Love those flowers. That tells me you have taste… And taste means there are nice (more…)

She was in the bathroom, putting on her makeup, under the watchful eyes of her young granddaughter, as she’d done many times before. After she applied her lipstick and started to leave, the little one said, “But Grandma, you forgot to kiss the toilet paper good-bye!” I will probably never put lipstick on again without thinking about kissing the toilet paper good-bye.

My young grandson called the other day to wish me Happy Birthday. He asked me how old I was, and I told him, 62. My grandson was quiet for a moment, and then he asked, “Did you start at 1?”

After putting her grandchildren to bed, a grandmother changed (more…)