Good Afternoon My Dear Friends in the Lord Jesus Christ:
Some of you know that our precious granddaughter, Annelise who is Johnston and Joy's daughter (2 1/2 years old), suffered a drowning accident in a swimming pool this past Memorial Day afternoon.
So far there has been no brain activity. Her only function has been her heart beating on its own. She can breathe but only with a ventilator.
So please pray the Lord Jesus would grant this little precious, a reigniting of her brain activity with all important organ functions.
As Charles Spurgeon once said, “i’ve learned to kiss the wave that throws me against the Rock of Ages.”
That’s where we are!
Thank you for your prayers…
Psalm 139
Steve
@martylunsford What’s thrown me off is there’s no way to adjust it. But I do think it’s a general house water pressure relief valve.
And it’s leaking.
Thanks for making sure I was going in the right direction. 100psi replacement on the way.
Any plumbers know what this is? It started dripping about a month ago.
Please share for visibility. Location is Florida.
Things I know it’s not:
Hot water heater emergency relief valve drain.
AC unit drip tray drain.
@BenGunnEx On purpose, probably. Inadvertently, no.
As a blanket statement it’s just absurd. It’s a poken like someone who has developed a moral superiority complex which has never been tested under adversity.
You know what? Fuck this. I’m so sick of the retired military academic class and their smug bitch made criticism.
Hopefully this ape gets community noted. But it’s fine.
You know what? I actually did the things you say I haven’t. Many witnesses to this.
You’re right though, I wasn’t thinking about ethics in the heat of battle. You got me Mike. GUILTY.
When I was watching the green tracers streaming from the neighborhood in front of me near Sadr City, shooting at my boys and I, I wasn’t thinking of the law of war. GUILTY.
I didn’t stop to have an ethics huddle with the boys. I didn’t move forward to ask if there were civilians in the buildings.
No, I called for a linear artillery target to level the entire fucking neighborhood because the hair on the head of even one of my men is worth more than every person in Iraq to me.
Then I called for jets to bomb the shit out of those same buildings until the firing stopped. No friendly casualties. Massive enemy BDA.
The next days the local cemetery had a massive stream of corpses from that engagement. Were some civilians? Were they all enemy? I don’t know. I don’t care.
I would siege Constantinople to save the life of an American son or daughter. Ruthlessly.
Go to hell you smug bastard.