Archive for December, 2010

From The Heart of The Pastor

Grace (II Corinthians 8:9)

For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though He was rich, yet for your sake He became poor, that you through His poverty might become rich” (II Cor. 8:9). 

Much mystery surrounds Jesus’ decision to take on man’s flesh and become like you.  The lone word enlightening you to the mystery of God’s incarnation is “grace.”  God’s abundant, boundless, extreme, imposing, impressive, magnificent, magisterial and unmerited kindness toward you demanded Jesus become a man so that you could take up residence with God. 

Jesus sacrificed unimaginable richness for He fully possessed all that is most scarce and most dear to man.  He enjoyed the hallelujahs of the angels, of martyred saints and of His Father. 

Nevertheless, Jesus became poor for you.  Though His humanity veiled His deity from mankind, He entered into the course of finite time so that you might enter into time infinite.  Fallen man failed to appreciate the God-man because the Son of Man had “nowhere to lay His head” (Lk. 9:58).  The heir of all things owned nothing.  Jesus was unrecognizable because He drank the cup of death to the dregs and was baptized with the baptism of crucifixion. 

For you He came from heaven’s glory to a borrowed tomb.  For you He “did not regard equality with God a thing to be grasped” (Phil. 2:6).  For you He “emptied Himself, taking the form of a bond-servant” (Phil. 2:7). 

Can you imagine “the image of the invisible God, the first-born of all creation” making the decisive, definitive sacrifice and surrender for you? (Col. 1:15).  Can you fathom the reality of the One by whom “all things were created, both in the heavens and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities” giving up all just for you? (Col. 1:16). 

Today, you could not be a partaker of the divine nature unless Jesus had pilgrimaged from His heavenly dwelling, from His heavenly robes, from His exercise of deity.  He took on rags so that you could be dressed in His holy gown.  God dressed Jesus in your sin, sin being the most extreme form of poverty, so that you might be draped in His righteousness (II Cor. 5:21). 

Because of Jesus’ voluntary poverty, Christians are rich.  Christians are inheritors of Jesus’ glory.  Your riches are proven by your ability to see Jesus with eyes of faith, to speak compassionately of Him with a tongue that once blasphemed, to love Him with a former heart of stone, to live for Him with a life that was death.  You have already inherited His precious and magnificent promises because He gave His life as a ransom for you. 

“Christ redeemed us from the curse of the Law, having become a curse for us – for it is written, ‘CURSED IS EVERYONE WHO HANGS ON A TREE’ – in order that in Christ Jesus the blessing of Abraham might come to the Gentiles, so that we might receive the promise of the Spirit through faith” (Gal. 3:13f.). 

SOLI  DEO  GLORIA!

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Twelve Days of Christmas

Christmas WreathThere is one Christmas Carol that has always baffled me.

What in the world do leaping lords, French hens, swimming swans, and especially the partridge who won’t come out of the pear tree have to do with Christmas?

This week, I found out.

From 1558 until 1829, Roman Catholics in England were not permitted to practice their faith openly. Someone during that era wrote this carol as a catechism song for young Catholics.

It has two levels of meaning: the surface meaning plus a hidden meaning known only to members of their church. Each element in the carol has a code word for a spiritual reality which the children could remember.

-The partridge in a pear tree was Jesus Christ.

-Two turtle doves were the Old and New Testaments.

-Three French hens stood for faith, hope and love.

-The four calling birds were the four gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke & John.

-The five golden rings recalled the Torah or Law, the first five books of the Old Testament.

-The six geese a-laying stood for the six days of creation.

-Seven swans a-swimming represented the sevenfold gifts of the Holy Spirit–Prophesy, Serving, Teaching, Exhortation, Contribution, Leadership, and Mercy.

-The eight maids a-milking were the eight beatitudes.

-Nine ladies dancing were the nine fruits of the Holy Spirit–Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self Control.

-The ten lords a-leaping were the ten commandments.

-The eleven pipers piping stood for the eleven faithful disciples.

-The twelve drummers drumming symbolized the twelve points of belief in the Apostles’ Creed.

So there is your history for today. This knowledge was shared with me and I found it interesting and enlightening and now I know how that strange song became a Christmas Carol.

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So, now you know!  And a very Merry Christmas to each and all of you!

Merry (Twelve Days of) Christmas Everyone!

A Young Pastor’s Christmas Gift

By John William Smith
 
In 1962 I was preaching in Indianapolis, Indiana. I was single, and it was Christmas time. I was headed home to Michigan to enjoy the holidays with my family. It was an extremely cold day, and it was snowing.
 
The wind was howling out of the North, blowing thick clouds of fine flakes across the road – it looked like a blizzard. The roads were icy in places, and there was little traffic. Somewhere near Ft. Wayne, Indiana, I saw a soldier standing under an overpass. He had a green army cap pulled as tight and low as possible over his head, his collar was pulled up around his ears, his hands were shoved down in his pockets, and he had a stuffed duffel bag standing beside him.
 
I was driving a Chevrolet Corvette, and I was going very fast – faster than I should have been, considering the road conditions. As I sped by, the soldier jerked one hand out of his pocket and raised his thumb. My Corvette had two seats – not a front and back seat, but two seats side by side – and I was in one of them. The trunk was big enough to hold three loaves of bread and a pound of lunch meat. Not only was my limited trunk space stuffed full with the clothes and boots I would need for my stay in Michigan, the front seat was stacked high as well, with the presents that I had purchased for my folks and my nieces and nephews.
 
When I saw the soldier, I was going much too fast to stop, and I was well down the highway before I gave it much thought. I told myself that I couldn’t possibly get him and his duffel bag in the car – I debated about the terrible inconvenience and delay it would cause if I did, and by the time I decided that perhaps I ought to at least offer to help, I was two miles down the road and out of sight. But my Christian Conscience really went to work on me.
 
It was so cold, traffic was almost nonexistent – he was a soldier – and it was Christmas. The inner battle raged for another three miles.

Finally, I decided I would never get any peace unless I offered to help, so I made a U-turn and went back. I hoped with all my heart that someone else had picked him up.
 
That way, I could satisfy my conscience and not be inconvenienced – wouldn’t that be great? But he was still there, looking more forlorn, lonely, and cold than ever. I was disgusted. I pulled up and rolled down the window. He came running, stumbling on his numb feet, dragging the duffel bag. He leaned over and stuck his head in the window. His face was bluish, his teeth were chattering, his eyebrows and eyelashes were matted with frozen snow, and he could scarcely speak intelligibly.
 
"Thanks so much for stopping", he said. "I had about given up hope."
 
That was not what I wanted to hear.
 
"Where are you going?" I asked, hoping that it was in some direction that would alleviate me from further responsibility. "I live in Michigan, in Taylor Township," he said hopefully. That was really discouraging. It wasn’t directly on my may, but it wasn’t too much out of my way either.
 
"I’m going to Royal Oak," I said reluctantly. "Oh," he said, "I know where that is. That’s great! If I could just ride with you to Ann Arbor, it would mean a lot to me. I’m almost frozen; I can’t feel my ears or feet any more," he said plaintively.
 
"I don’t think I can possibly get both you and your things in," I said.
 
"If you’ll let me, I’ll get in – I promise you. I’ve been standing here for three hours."
 
I told him to try getting in, and we began rearranging things. The duffel bag was almost as big as he was, and there was only one place for it – the passenger seat. No matter how he put it in the car, he couldn’t get in himself. I suggested that maybe he could hide it somewhere and come back for it later. He said he couldn’t possibly do that; it had his kids’ Christmas presents in it, and he wasn’t going anywhere without it. I finally got out, walked around the car, and told him to sit down in the passenger seat. As he sat there, I wedged the duffel bag between his legs and between the floor and the roof of the car. I sandwiched all of my presents around him – and I slammed the door. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t see out either the windshield or his side window – but he was in. I still don’t know how we did it.
 
Once he began to get warm, he began to talk. I found out he was stationed at Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri. "Didn’t I see you go by about five minutes ago?" he asked. I really felt stupid.
 
"Ummm, yes," I said. "You mean you turned around and came back?!" I nodded an affirmative.
 
"Why would you do that?" I paused a long moment.
 
"Well, you see, I was raised in a home where helping people who were in need was very important. In addition, I’m a minister – actually, it’s more than that – I’m a Christian, and if it weren’t for that, I’d probably still be going. I have as hard a time doing the right thing as most folks. I fought with this decision for five miles – it’s Jesus who makes me do things like turn around and come back. When I don’t do the right thing, I have this feeling He’s looking at me, and He’s so disappointed that I can’t stand it.
 
"Oh!" he said. "you don’t know how that convicts me. I’m  going to tell you something I never thought I’d tell anybody. I’m no Christian, but my wife is the best person in the whole world, and she goes to church all the time and takes the kids. Truthfully, I’ve done everything I could to discourage her, but she just keeps going. She’s all the time trying to get me to go, telling me that someday I’m going to wish I had.
 
"Do you know why I’m here hitchhiking? Let me tell you a little story. I was turned down for holiday leave because I got drunk and caused some trouble at the base. I was sick about it. I haven’t seen my wife and kids for six months. A friend of mine, who’s single, found out at the last minute that his folks were coming to visit some relatives who live close to the base during the holidays. He went to our commanding officer and volunteered to take my duty, if he would let me go home.
 
He gave me permission, but I had spent all my money buying presents, which I was going to mail home, so I decided to start hitchhiking. My family doesn’t even know I’m coming. I wasn’t sure I’d make it, and I didn’t want to disappoint them. I’ve been standing there for three hours, thinking. I watched folks drive by, and it occurred to me that some of them must be Christians, and it made me feel pretty bitter – until I got to thinking about what a lousy person I am, and I knew if I was them, that I probably wouldn’t stop either.
 
"Let me tell you something embarrassing – I got so cold, so lonely, and so desperate that I started to pray – honest to God I did – it was so humiliating. I told God that if he would help me, I’d do better. And you know what? About that time you showed up, and you told me that you came back because of Jesus – now what do you make of that?"
 
"Well, first I’d say that maybe there’s more to Christianity than either of us thought, and second, I’d say you’d better start doing better." I found out exactly where he lived, and we agreed that I could get him pretty close before I had to go in another direction. I think I knew what I was going to do long before I actually said anything. As we approached the intersection where I was going to let him out, I told him that I had made up my mind to take him home.
 
About two hours later, we pulled up in his driveway. It was almost dark.
 
He was really excited. He asked me to blow my horn, and I did. A few minutes passed, and the inside door opened slowly. The glass in the outside door was frosted over, and whoever was looking out could only tell that there was a car in the driveway. The outside door opened, and a five-or six-year old, barefooted boy peeked around the door. When he saw my sports car, he came out on the porch and peered intently at us. His dad opened the door and stepped out.
 
"Hi, David, it’s Daddy;  I’m home for Christmas!" He started to say more, but the boy had seen the uniform and heard the voice.
 
The boy’s face lit up, and he turned back into the house. I could hear him distinctly – "Mama, Daddy’s home," he yelled shrilly. "Daddy’s Home! Mama! Mama! Daddy’s home for Christmas!"
 
The door opened again, and it didn’t open slowly this time – it was thrown open. A woman dressed in a bathrobe and house slippers came running down the steps, her hair flying in the wind, oblivious to the snow and the cold, eyes and mouth opened wide with excitement, with joy etched in every line of her face. "Oh, Carl," she said, "Oh, Carl, you’re home. Praise God, you’re home.
 
The kids and I have been praying every day that, somehow, God would send you home."
 
She was followed by a skinny, fair-haired, ten-year-old girl and finally by a towheaded, blanket-toting, two or three-year-old girl. They kissed and hugged and laughed and cried, and they danced in the cold and the snow until the soldier finally disentangled himself from them long enough to introduce me.
 
"This is John," he said. "He’s a minister and he’s also a Christian; and if it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t be here. And I’m going to tell you something honey, right here and now. I told John that I had promised God that I was going to do better, and I am. I’m going to stop drinking, be a better husband, a better father – a better man – and we’re going to start going to church together."
 
I have never witnessed such gratitude in my life. They all had to hug me and kiss me – even the two-year-old – and they told me what a blessing I was to them and that they owed me a debt they could never pay. I was so embarrassed, because I was so unworthy. I had grudged the whole thing until after we had started talking. I wanted to tell them that I didn’t deserve any thanks.
 
I tried to leave, but they simply wouldn’t allow it. I had to go in the house. I had to eat something and drink something; I had to accept a gift from them – yes, I had to. They would not allow me not to, and the more they did, the better and the worse I felt.
 
I was so embarrassed. You know why? I had just witnessed something private – a family thing – something I wasn’t part of – something not meant for outsiders – and, yes, I was – I was embarrassed. And you know what else?
 
I envied Carl. I thought that it must be wonderful beyond description to be loved by a woman like that and missed like that and to be so unworthy – and I think Carl was just beginning to understand what he had. I have learned since then that only those who have come to know and feel the love of God can love the unworthy – and I have also learned that we are all unworthy.
 
Carl was home. I think that at that moment, home meant more to him, perhaps, than it would ever mean again. And when I got to my home and saw my folks and told them why I was late, they were so proud of me – and I was a little proud of myself. Home was somehow brighter, warmer, more dear to me than it had ever been before. Every human longing – bound up in the inherent yearning to be loved and to be "home" and to experience the peace and security that "home" signifies – has found its fulfillment in Jesus who said, " I go to prepare a place for you." Everything we ever dreamed of home being – what it was or was not – is in that place. Jesus has given purpose, even to the dream of death, because for those who know God – that is the way home.
 
"How silently, how silently,
the wondrous gift is given.
So God imparts to human hearts,
the blessings of His heaven.
No ear may hear His coming,
but in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive Him still,
the dear Christ enters in."
 
Jesus comes to us in many ways. He came to me in the form of a freezing soldier trying to get home for Christmas. He came to a freezing soldier in the form of a young minister trying to find his way to God. Either one of us could have missed Him.
 
I hope Jesus comes to you this Christmas too, and His coming is always in an unexpected way – don’t ever miss Him.

Morgellon’s Disease has an Organic Basis and is Not Psychosomatic in Origin

Hallelujah!  Finally, the horn is blown… a note of truth is heard above the contrived drone of modern medicine.  Thank you Dr.s Chao and Cave!  I applaud your compassion and courage in publishing your findings, and pray for wisdom and protection as you continue to investigate this horrific disease.

David R. Cave, MD, PhD
GI Fellowship Program Director
Phone: (508) 856-8399
E-Mail:  CaveD@ummhc.org

http://download.abstractcentral.com/ACG/proofs/P984.html

P984

Small Bowel Capsule Findings Suggest that Morgellon’s Disease has an Organic Basis and is Not Psychosomatic in Origin

Daniel Chao, MD, David Cave, MD, PhD

University of Massachusetts Medical Center, Worcester, MA.

Purpose: Background: Morgellon’s disease is a poorly described, severe ulcerative skin condition that histologically is consistent with dermatitis artefacta. It has therefore been dismissed as a psychosomatic disorder, much as was the case with ulcerative colitis in the period from 1930 to 1960. We present the first case of a patient with Morgellon’s syndrome who had additional findings suggesting that it is a systemic disease.

Case report: A 65 year old white female presents to us with an unexplained iron deficiency anemia. She had a history of systemic lupus and a 2 year history of severe skin ulcerations. The ulcers contained fragments of black material. She had been seen by multiple specialists who told her that the lesions were self-inflicted and that she should get psychiatric care.

Physical exam was of note for numerous papules with erythematous, ulcerated centers measuring 2 to 12 mm located on the trunk, back, upper and lower limbs and outer ear canal. The ulcers were notable for sharply angulated corners and clearly demarcated edges. She had extensive scarring on her arms and legs. Her labs were notable for a hemoglobin of 9.1 g/dL with MCV 83.3, serum albumin 3.4, and ESR 32. ANA was negative.

She had recently completed a course of intravenous iron. A video capsule was performed. This showed denuded villous patches in the jejunem, which were unusual for their sharply angulated appearance, similar to her skin lesions. Small bowel biopsies were normal. Skin biopsy showed hemorrhage and non-specific inflammation. Histology of the black debris from her ulcers suggested vegetable matter. Repeat capsule examination 6 months later showed spontaneous resolution of the denuded patches. Occlusion treatment on one limb led to some improvement.

Discussion: This patient demonstrated cutaneous ulceration consistent with Morgellon’s syndrome, but she had co-existing evidence for systemic disease with iron deficiency, low albumin and small bowel villous changes consistent with a mild enteritis. This is the first time that evidence for systemic disease has been demonstrated in association with what has previously been considered a disorder limited to the skin. Further investigations are warranted in a larger patient population.

10 Ways Not to Break The Bank for Christmas

From one of my favorite sites, All Pro Dad:

     

    Christmas 2005 017Male or female, young or old, religious or not, everybody seems to love Christmas. The fun, the giving, the excitement, the children, the food, the tradition – what’s not to love?  Yet, every year without fail, so many of us arrive at December 25th tired, disappointed, overextended, and—in a word—broke.

    It seems like we get caught up in a stampede of sorts and, by the time the first credit card statement hits the mailbox, we’re in over our heads and it’s tough to remember how we got there. Yet alone understand.

    But it doesn’t have to be that way! It’s possible to love Christmas, participate in the giving, add meaning we usually miss by a mile, and at the same time avoid the pitfalls of spending more than we can afford.

    It’s all about initial trajectory, about heading into December with a good idea of where we’re going and why. It’s about finding Christmas and not losing our way.

    All Pro Dad offers the following suggestions when it comes to “not breaking the bank this Christmas.” (Most of these ideas have been sampled from the 2008 book, “In My Heart I Carry A Star: stories for Advent”.)

  1. Move into December directly from Thanksgiving:

    Think of the Thanksgiving celebration as your launching pad into the Christmas Spirit. Thanksgiving is defined by gratitude for what we have. Gratitude is the most appropriate context possible for giving. It’s hard to be confused about overextending ourselves when we’re thinking about the Pilgrims who barely survived that first winter (1620-1621).

  2. Make a budget and stick to it:

    We know, easier said than done! But there is a foundational principle at play here. We must control our spending, or it will simply run away with itself

  3. Save over the next few weeks, place cash in envelopes designated by name, then purchase gifts using the cash:

    This makes the budgeting process more concrete, clear-cut, and easy to follow.

  4. Be clear about the meaning of Christmas:

    Don’t allow yourself to be manipulated by priorities that turn out to be valueless. Who is making the decisions about money? Is it you, and the values your family espouses? Or is it our culture, the power of advertizing, and peer pressure? After all, isn’t it your money?

  5. Make a family decision to give to a charity instead of buying things no-one really needs:

    Several things happen when you give in this way:

    – Deep satisfaction

    – You know how much you’re giving and you stick to it

    -  A purer understanding of what it means to give

    -  A sense of perspective

  6. Shop early, as you can afford items, and then save them for Christmas:

    Why not start shopping early, little by little, and buy what you can afford as the money becomes available?

  7. Choose ahead of time not to use a credit card, and then put the promise in writing:

    Making an active decision always makes a difference in behavior. Once credit is out of the equation, it frees our thinking up for alternative ideas and more realistic priorities

  8. Pay attention to cues from your family, and get gifts that will bring joy rather than gifts that will make you feel generous:

    Are you buying that expensive bracelet because it will make your wife happy? Or because it will make you feel generous? Learn to listen, plan ahead, and make the giving experience a real treasure hunt.

  9. Handmade gifts reflect planning, effort, creativity and love:

    They are, in effect, more valuable because they represent creative thought and personal effort.

  10. Value thoughtfulness over cost:

    “It’s the thought that counts” may be a cliché… but it’s a cliché because it’s true. Raw dollar amounts say nothing about the gift. We are deceived if we believe that a gift is “better” because it has a larger price tag.

Top Ten Lies About Senate Bill 510

(NaturalNews) The Food Safety Modernization Act looks like it’s headed to become law. It’s being hailed as a "breakthrough" achievement in food safety, and it would hand vast new powers and funding to the FDA so that it can clean up the food supply and protect all Americans from food-borne pathogens.
There’s just one problem with all this: It’s all a big lie.
Here are the ten biggest lies that have been promoted about S.510 by the U.S. Congress, the food industry giants and the mainstream media:

Lie #1 – Most deaths from food poisoning are caused by fresh produce

Here’s a whopper the mainstream media won’t dare report: Out of the 1,809 people who die in America every year from food-borne pathogens (CDC estimate), only a fraction die from the manufacturer’s contamination of fresh produce. By far the majority of food poisoning is caused by the consumption of spoiled processed foods, dead foods and animal-human transmission of pathogens.
For example, one of the largest food-borne killers according to the CDC is Toxoplasma gondii, a disease that people acquire from cat feces coming into contact with their food, which can happen right in their own homes (http://www.cdc.gov/ncidod/eid/Vol5n…). Salmonella poisoning accounts for 553 deaths a year. As a reference for relative risk, over 42,000 people die each year from road accidents in the USA, meaning driving a car has a roughly 7600% higher chance of killing you than eating fresh produce. (http://www.driveandstayalive.com/in…)
In terms of food-borne illness, many of the deaths come from things like spoiled tomato sauce, spoiled canned foods and spoiled pasteurized milk. S 510, of course, does absolutely nothing to address these food contamination deaths, since those foods are considered "sterilized" at the time of sale.

Lie #2 – Under S.510, the FDA would only recall products it knows to be contaminated

Not true. S.510 merely requires the FDA to have "reason to believe" a food is contaminated. So right there, that means all raw milk will be targeted by the FDA because even without conducting any scientific tests at all, the FDA can say it has "reason to believe" the milk is contaminated merely because it is raw.
In other words, the FDA no longer needs science to outlaw a food product. It merely needs an opinion.
Is this "reason to believe" section really true? Yep, and here’s how it was amended:
SEC. 208. ADMINISTRATIVE DETENTION OF FOOD.
23 (a) IN GENERAL. – Section 304(h)(1)(A) (21 U.S.C.24 334(h)(1)(A)) is amended by
(1) striking ”credible evidence or information indicating” and inserting ”reason to believe”;
(http://frwebgate.access.gpo.gov/cgi…)
In other words, in negotiating this bill, the U.S. Senate removed the requirement that the FDA needed "credible evidence" in order to recall a product and, instead, replaced that with the FDA only needing "reason to believe."
It is utterly amazing that the U.S. Congress would give the FDA to conduct large-scale product recalls and even imprison people based entirely on what the agency "has reason to believe."
Last time I checked, the FDA held some pretty bizarre (if not downright moronic) beliefs, including this jaw-dropping whopper: The FDA literally believes that there is no food, no herb, no vitamin or supplement that has any ability to prevent disease of any kind. They don’t even believe limes can prevent scurvy, and you’d have to nutritionally illiterate to believe that.
The FDA believes foods are inert and that all the amazing phytonutrients in those foods (carotenoids, antioxidants, therapeutic fats like omega-3 and so on) are utterly useless for human biology.
This belief, held by the FDA that has now been put in charge of the food supply, is the belief system of an insane government agency that has completely lost touch with reality while abandoning nutritional science.

Lie #3 – They didn’t tell you that nearly 70% of grocery store chickens are contaminated with salmonella every day

Yep, it’s true: Amid all the fear-mongering over salmonella, everybody forgot to notice that the vast majority of fresh chickens sold at grocery stores every single day are widely contaminated with salmonella (http://www.naturalnews.com/028661_c…). Yet S 510 does absolutely nothing to address this. It’s not even mentioned in the bill.
In fact, it is these contaminated chickens that end up cross-contaminating the fresh produce in many kitchens across America. So the so-called "food poisoning" that’s often blamed on spinach or onions often originates with the contaminated chicken meat people bring home and slice on their kitchen cutting boards.

Lie #4 – S.510 will exclude and protect small farmers

The Tester Amendment, which was finally included in S.510, excludes farmers who sell less than $500,000 worth of food each year from the more onerous paperwork and compliance burdens described in the bill. But this dollar amount is not indexed to inflation, meaning that as the U.S. dollar continues to lose value due to the Federal Reserve counterfeiting machine running at full speed (more "quantitative easing," anyone?), food prices will continue to skyrocket — and this will shift even small family farms into the $500,000 sales range within just a few years.
In fact, a single-family farm with just four people could easily sell $500,000 worth of fresh produce a year right now, even before inflation. Remember, $500,000 is not their profit, but rather the gross sales amount. The profits on that might be only $50,000 or even less.
Furthermore, this $500,000 threshold means that small, successful farms that are doing well and would like to expand will refuse to hire more people or expand their operations. To avoid the tyranny of S 510, small farms will try to stay small, and that means avoiding the kind of business expansion that would create new jobs.

Lie #5 – The FDA needs more power to enforce food safety

The FDA already has the power to effectively recall foods by publicly announcing a product has been found to be contaminated. The FDA already has the power to confiscate "misbranded" products, too, and it could easily use this power to halt the sale of contaminated food items.
But the FDA simply refuses to enforce the laws already on the books and, instead, has sought to expand its power by hyping up the e.coli food scares. The ploy apparently worked: Now in a reaction to the food scare-mongering, the FDA is being handed not just new powers, but more funding, too! And you can bet it will find creative new ways to put this power to work suppressing the health freedoms and food freedoms of the American people.

Lie #6 – Fresh produce is contaminated because of a lack of paperwork

There is no evidence that requiring farms to fill out more paperwork will make their food safer. The real cause of produce contamination is the existence of factory animal farms whose effluent output (huge rivers of cow feces, basically), end up in the water supply, soils and equipment that comes into contact with fresh produce.
The food contamination problem is an UPSTREAM problem where you’ve got to reform the factory animal operations that now dominate the American meat industry. S.510, however, does absolutely nothing to address this. Factory animal farms aren’t even addressed in the bill!

Lie #7 – The American people are dying in droves from unsafe fresh food

The truth is that Americans are dying from processed food laced with toxic chemical additives, not from fresh, raw produce. Partially-hydrogenated oils, white sugar, aspartame, MSG and artificial food colors almost certainly kill far more people than bacterial contaminations.
The American public is also dying from pharmaceuticals — anywhere from 100,000 to 240,000 people a year are killed by FDA-approved drugs (http://www.naturalnews.com/001894.html), most of which have been approved under the guise of blatantly fraudulent science and drug company trickery. The FDA doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, it has been a willful co-conspirator in the scientific fraud carried out by Big Pharma in the name of "medicine." (http://www.naturalnews.com/027851_h…)
To think that the FDA — the very same agency responsible for the Big Pharma death machine — is now going to "save us" by controlling food safety is highly irrational.

Lie #8 – The FDA just wants to make food "safer"

Actually, the FDA wants to make the food more DEAD. Both the FDA and the USDA are vocal opponents of live food. They think that the only safe food is sterilized food, which is why they’ve supported the fumigation, pasteurization and irradiation efforts that have been pushed over the last few years.
California almond growers, for example, must now either chemically fumigate or pasteurize their almonds before selling them (http://www.naturalnews.com/021776.html). This has destroyed the incomes of U.S. almond farmers and forced U.S. food companies to buy raw almonds from Spain and other countries.

Lie #9 – Food smuggling is a huge problem in America

One of the main sections of S.510 addresses "food smuggling." Yep — people smuggling food across the country. If you’ve never heard of this problem that’s because it’s not actually a problem.
Not yet anyway.
But there’s a reason why they put this into the bill: Because they’re probably planning on criminalizing fresh produce and then arresting people for transporting broccoli with the "intent to distribute."
Yep, farmers bringing fresh produce to sell at the weekend farmer’s market could soon be arrested and imprisoned as if they were drug smugglers. Hence the need for the "food smuggling" provisions of S.510.
Soon, we will all have to meet in secret locations just to trade carrots for cash.

Lie #10 – S.510 will make America’s food supply the safest in the world

Actually, even with S.510 in place, America’s food supply is among the most chemically contaminated in the world, second only to China. You can find mercury in the seafood, BPA in the canned soup, yeast extract (MSG) in the "natural" potato chips, and artificial petrochemical coloring agents in children’s foods.
Eating the "Standard American Diet" is probably the single most harmful thing a person can do for their health. It’s the fastest way to get cancer, diabetes and heart disease. Every nation in the world that begins to consume the American diet starts to show record rates of degenerative disease within one generation. This is the "safe food" that the U.S. Senate is now pushing on everyone.
Remember, with S.510, SAFE = DEAD. And the FDA says it wants to keep everybody safe.
Learn more: http://www.naturalnews.com/030587_Senate_Bill_510_Food_Safety.html#ixzz16s4aGWyr

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