"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.

You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."
Dr. Adrian Rogers 1931-2005

Thursday, July 14, 2016

Life on the farm

For the Locals

in El Paso,  Las Cruces,  Alamogordo and anyone in the area of southern New Mexico that wishes to attend.

We are doing another presentation of the Feasts of the Bible July 30, 2016, August 6, 2016, August 13, 2016 and the conclusion with question answer period August 20, 2016.  If you are in the area and wish to attend please email me at penofjen@yahoo.com with Feast Presentation in the subject and I will send you all the information.

It is free and all are welcome.

Wildfire in Timberon: UPDATED on bottom

photo credit: Bradley F. Koetting

I was driving home from El Paso, Texas and saw this massive smoke cloud and I knew it was going to be a bad wildfire.  It is, and it is in the mountains in a community called Timberon.
  At this point about 10 structures have burned about 200 acres.  
Here is a link to KOAT for updates.

I am so thankful to see the amount of assistance that is being offered especially for the livestock.  The county fairgrounds is available as well as several places in Cloudcroft to house your animals.  

We are praying for the first responders to be safe and for the fire to burn out quickly.

UPDATE TIMBERON FIRE 4:05 pm today, 7/14/16:
160 personnel on scene. Lost are 2 commercial structures, 31 residences, 32 out buildings, 14 campers/rvs, total 79 structures. 0% containment.' Still estimated at 290 acres.
h/t T. Mackewich

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Monday, July 11, 2016

I went on a ride-along

Friday night.  One thing I asked for as a gift for my birthday, was to go on a ride-along with my son, who is in law enforcement.

This is my son's office.  He picked me up around 7 pm and we headed to 
the department office.

 This shift had their briefing.
There are cookies, candy, treats and a meal remnant on the table
as the community really stepped up.  Every department in the community
was visited and foods, hugs and support.  A youth group
went to each department and prayed with the officers. 

I was even allowed to go to jail.  At the jail, I was given a tour~it was 2 am.

Around 3 am after a third arrest, several traffic stops, a noise disturbance, 
and one member of this shift heading south 70 miles to support 2 officers that 
were attacked and injured, the evening ended for me.  For this shift at least four 
more hours were left.  I am humbled by the men and women that stand and 
protect and serve.  I am amazed at how polite and respectful they are to people
and how many people actually received warnings, directions, or assists.  We traveled
a large portion of the area of the county, and I went to places I did not know existed.

Oh and yes, that tall handsome man on the back right is my Bill.  The one next to
my Bill is our oldest son, and the one on the left was a very nice young man.  

Please keep in perspective that the loudest voice isn't often representative of the total
group.  Yes, bad people are in EVERY walk of life, but the sheer numbers and data reveal
a very different narrative than what is being presented by the media, the elected, and those on the Left.

To my son, my husband and the others that serve in the humble area of the southwest that the Double Nickel is in, THANK YOU!  You are appreciated. 

Friday, July 8, 2016

I Stand With Law Enforcement

What happened in Dallas is an attack upon ourselves as a nation.  Our law enforcement officers are like every other career in the world, meaning that there are good and bad in the ranks.  I'd like to tell you the difference though between one in law enforcement and in any other career.  The difference is this: every single day the law enforcement officer is working he or she is working for you and wears a weapon to do so. 

When you are afraid and hear someone breaking in your home you do not call your accountant-you call the police.
When you have an accident or see one you do not call your OBGYN-you call the police.
When a child goes missing you don't call the grocer-you call the police.
When your car is stolen you don't call the President of the United States-you call the police.
When a domestic situation is happening next door you do not call the power company-you call the police.
When you find your child not breathing you don't call your cousin-you call the police.
When you see a child in a car in the parking lot on a very hot day you don't call the radio station-you call the police.
When you are being attacked you don't call your mail carrier-you call the police.
When you see someone robbing the local convenient store you don't call the manager of the store-you call the police.

I could go on and on, and perhaps for some I already did too much.  I haven't spoken much as of late about the situation in the United States, you know, the divide-between the races.  You see this divide has been nurtured by those in Washington, D.C.  In fact, it has been nurtured by the very one that said he was fundamentally going to change the nation.  He has. 

The farm family is a law enforcement family. 

As a young wife and mother, I watched my husband put on his duty vest and put on his weapon every single day he worked.  I was the one who saw him come home after a shift where several teens were killed in a horrific auto accident and listened to him choke up as he shared his grief.  I watched him come home in the middle of a shift and go to each child's bed and hug them even if they were asleep and then he would whisper his love for them.  I knew these shifts were the worst, because a small child had died.  Although I have never been close to person who has been dead awhile, I know the smell.  I have had to have my Bill strip outside and put the clothes in a garbage bag to take to the dry cleaners.  Death is not a pleasant situation and Bill dealt with this often in his job. 

Bill would call me at least once a month with details about something he wanted me to do, because he saw a family in need on a call, and I would call my circle and we would put together the things needed.  Many times it was food.  Other times it was furniture.  During the holiday seasons, we would be sure to brighten families lives as much as we could.  Oh and for the record law enforcement pay is not great, we never had a ton of stuff ourselves, but we had an intact family.

I learned as the wife of an officer how much my Bill loved me, because when an officer was killed and the radio traffic was insane he worried and called me.  It wasn't immediately because my husband was the one that stayed with his police chief who had been shot and killed during a domestic. 

I was on the other side of the door one night when my Bill nearly died and a fellow officer came to my home to deliver the news. 

I am thankful for those that are so willing to stand in front of me EVERY single day of their working career.  I am so thankful for those that understand that EVERY single day they must encounter citizens that are having the very WORST day that they can have.  I am ashamed that our president has fueled the fire between the races.  I am ashamed that it has become a color divider instead of all of us looking to what is happening in our inner cities and seeing that it is NOT law enforcement but the issues in these inner cities that is the problem.

The narrative is written before the truth is out on many of the situations law enforcement officers must deal with.

I wonder, I just wonder if we will have another Beer Summit as a result of what happened in Dallas.

For those in uniform that work every single day in every single state in our nation, I thank you.  To those in my family that I love ever so much, I thank you for your efforts in a job that is greatly under appreciated, very risky, and doesn't pay very much.

To the families that have lost their loved ones all because they chose to wear the uniform I am deeply sorry and we at the farm wish to offer our sincerest condolences.