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April 30, 2010

Only the Fool Says There is No God

Filed under: Writing — William D. Simpson @ 4:22 PM

When I read about or listen to the comments most people make about God, I laugh at, then cry over the accumliative knowledge that amounts to absolute nothingness. Who is confused? Man, who was created, or God, the Creator?

God is, and what is man but the reflection of his/her God. All of nature, all of science and every conscience acknowledges the supremacy and the holy attributes of God. Cannot be altered. What I find absolutly amazing, is this magnificant universe we have come to know and all of its elements obey the commands of God unflinchingly. But you, the only created being, wonderously crafted in the likeness of God, with priveledge to think, reason, rationalize and choose, stands arrogant and defiant in the face of God, and screams NO! The fool is the person who is a fool, and thinks he’s not…


April 21, 2010

Why I Wrote Living In The Hope Of My Imagination

Filed under: Writing — William D. Simpson @ 12:48 PM

My name is William Simpson. I authored the controversial and thought-provoking book, “Living In The Hope Of My Imagination”. The books story line is a narrative non-fiction account of the moral decline of America’s societies, and the events that helped me to realize my purpose in life. I believe that what I’ve written about is a much needed dialogue, and that the issues I address will capture your emotions.

There are so many things that are so very wrong in America today. Few, well-known authors, are willing to address these issues in fear of the political, social and financial consequences of confronting the immoral behavior of another person. Those who were elected to the offices of federal, state and local governments, have, over my lifetime, raped the American people of the virtues that had once made this nation great. And what is even worse, is the compromise of many who are thought to be leaders among the evangelical church, who have made religion an enterprise rather than being the voice of moral accountability. America has lost all sense of its identity, and we are now a people despised by our very own. My book was written to awaken the person who is ready to hear the truth, and just maybe, as lives are changed, we can once again believe in hope, and help those who are willing, to realize their purpose in life.

My life’s story compels me to address the injustices we have all had to endure. I was a child of rape. For the first 3 ½ years of my life, there were things done to me that should never be done to a child. I was taken from my mother and eventually adopted. My new family life proved to be no different. There was abuse and neglect, and when I was 8 years old, I was raped by a pedophile. Being scarred emotionally robbed me of all sense of purpose and I grew up angry. In the environment that I grew up around, alcohol and drugs were readily available, and by the age of 10, I was getting high or drunk almost every day to hide from that shame. No one ever took the time to ask why I was so angry, and it seemed as though everyone took their shots at me. I was 13 when a drug overdose nearly took my life. I was expelled from every school I ever attended and at the age of 14, I was sentenced to juvenile life in prison. For the 7 years of my incarceration, I was harassed, beaten and stabbed multiple times defending myself from the many attempted rapes. I had been angry all of my young life, but it was in this environment that I learned how to hate. After I was released from prison, my family would have nothing to do with me and I ended up being homeless. While living on the streets, I ate out of dumpsters, and I did whatever I had to in order to survive. I know what it’s like to be abused by life. I had come to believe that what I had experienced in life would be all I would ever know and at the age of 24, I attempted suicide by driving my car off of a mountain cliff. The car landed in a tree, and I walked away, unhurt. It angered that even death evade me. And like so many people today, I lived at the bottom of a liquor bottle to not have to deal with the person I had become.

If what I have just described brings to mind the events of your life or someone you know, you know what I’m saying is true. We’ve all had experiences in life that shaped our perception of other people, and of ourselves. How we have been made to think has greatly influenced American culture today, and if something is not done to instill in each of us moral values and a genuine concern for the welfare of other people, then the America of tomorrow will be a scary place.

Life is hard, but I refuse to allow what other people have done to me, to determine the outcome of my life. This victim mentality is propagated by education, entertainment and media, and the many special interests of morally corrupt people, to instill the ideal that moral relativism is what is right for each person. Regardless of how an individuals behavior might affect the life of that person, and the lives of other people. How you conduct yourself in your personal life is not just a private matter. What you do in private is who you really are, and if you were to take notice of those around you, it would be impossible to not see that what a person thinks of themself is how they treat other people. Hurt people, hurt people!  What one person thinks is morally relative is offensive to a lot of other people, and yet those who practice whatever lifestyle they choose to live, believe it’s within their right to impose that behavior upon everyone else. And will even dare anyone to speak in opposition of or criticize their behavior. This attitude proves what is the real motive of individual and group causes, who claim tolerance as the only acceptable virtue. I have seen the ugliness of people all of my life, and I refuse to allow the few, who are motivated by the ideals of political and cultural correctness, to determine the lives of everyone else. It is time for truth to stand up against the flow of humanity.

Because of what happened to me as a child and its influence upon the lifestyle I chose to live, my potential was never realized. I lived a hard life, and only in the last few years did I realize that a gift had been given to me. I can articulate thoughts into words that have the potential to help you see what is really behind the culture war of ideals affecting every aspect of our lives today. What I’ve written about is raw and it’s real. And my life’s experience gives me the right to say what I do. I know why you feel the way you do, what you think of yourself and the lie you are living. A naïve person can be fooled, but when I look at someone who knows pain, your life is an open book. I see it in the faces of people every day, I hear it in the words you say and I can smell it on you. Ignorance of who you really are is rampant, and misery attracts its own. And only when you, like I did, are willing to sever all ties to what is in your past by surrounding yourself with the true source of where all goodness comes from, will your life’s experiences become meaningful and the healing process begins.

It’s my intent to challenge the way you think and the witness of your life’s expression. If I can overcome a lifetime of anger, substance abuse and regret, to finally realize what I had always imagined life could be like, there is no excuse for you! You can argue with me in disagreement to try to justify why you live the way you do, but the evidence of my life’s transformation and the debth of my conviction is greater than the weakness and the compromise that has defined yours!
Never, in my wildest dreams, did I ever imagine that I could be so at peace, and of all things, be a published author. Don’t allow life to rob you of the song your life’s witness is meant to sing. My book is available in bookstores nation wide, and is also availabe on both Kindle and Nook eReaders. And should you choose to read it, I hope that what I’ve written gives you pause for thought. What you do with your life’s experience reveals true character and this is what defines who you are.

April 16, 2010

The Person They Didn’t See

Filed under: Writing — William D. Simpson @ 12:18 AM

Have you ever wanted to be a fly on the wall to hear what people said, and know them for who they really are? This was me. For twenty years I worked as a waiter and a bartender in the fine dining restaurant industry. In the cities of Washington, DC, northern Virginia and in Miami, Florida. I have seen and heard things that most people only read about or the news story watched on television. Most bartenders are your local neighborhood psychologist, and after a few drinks, people often tell you their most intimate details. Some of what they say is quite juicy, while the other conversations reveal what a person really thinks about themself, their circumstance and everyone else around. Alcohol is the great equalizer! The stories I could tell…

Most Americans believe in their party of choice, but they are too stupid to realize politics is no different than WWF. They play the Republican and Democrat cards as if the two parties have different points of view, when in reality, bipartisan politics have raped the American people of their moral conscience and self-respect. I have served drinks to heavy-hitters from both sides of the political circus and after inebriation sets in, public enemies become intimate friends. The power lunches are about tactics to impose new policies and laws, who to lobby and pork spending, and the dinners are to celebrate the ignorance of their constituents. One more notch in the noose to strangle the life out of our endangered constitution.

I am partial to no party, for they are all crooks, who lack the backbone to stand firm upon the truth and for the sanctity of what they swore to uphold. They despise the people whom they were elected to represent, for we are not of their lineage or worthy of the grooming one must endure to become the heartless monsters they are. Have you ever asked yourself why so few (less Than 300) determine the course of life for so many? (300 million) Where does the god complex come from? You and me! Representatives of both parties enjoy a standard of living most people will never realize, and the authority to implement change when beneficial to the agenda being propagated. And no one dares to hold them accountable. This is the sum of their intent…

“Give to a person what they want and in time it will become an expectation. Left unchallenged, anticipation turns into habit and once trained, independence gives way to dependence. When people are reliant they become comfortable and at that moment, they are led astray”. Sadly, this defines American culture today.

Wake up people, before it’s too late! You are happily being led to the slaughter and you don’t even know it. Their political agendas and a systematic dismantling of moral ethics have created a way of life that has ruptured the foundation of who we are. Money, power and self-gratification are now the heartbeat of a nation that once held human life in high esteem. We have become a people despised by our very own. Barack Obama, Nancy Pelosi and Harry Reed are leading the assault against our constitution today. And they need to be stopped! For the people involved in everything from politics to education, science to medicine, entertainment, media and the arts, to false world religions and those who just don’t know, your time of accountability has come. It is time for change, but not the change they want us to believe in. Get involved, or loose the freedoms we all hold dear!

April 15, 2010

God Speaks

Filed under: Writing — William D. Simpson @ 1:21 AM

From my earliest memories, I remember what I now know to be abuse. My biological mother beat me, she burned me with cigarettes, and she did things that should never be done to a child. And to my knowledge, she has never been held accountable. I can only hope that one day, she will read my book. I was taken from her and eventually adopted. The abuse did not stop. I remember the beatings, the slaps and the words that crushed my confidence. Is it any wonder why adults act the way they do? I have never had any respect for authority. My parents instilled within me this disdain. But yet, this is expected of everyone. It can be really hard!

I remember as a child that the only solitude I could find is when I went to the woods by myself. The farm land seemed endless. It was adjacent to the waterfront, and this is where I found my peace. The sound of wind blowing through the trees and hearing water running over rocks was music to me. The crops growing and the forest of trees with all the sights and sounds of its wildlife was amazing. I explored and discovered and I often wondered how all of it came to be. I watched with the change of each season how everything seemed to die, and to my surprise, by the warmth of the spring sun, everything came back to life again. I found in nature what I never experienced at home and I didn’t want it to end. It was in this environment where I felt safe. I didn’t realize until much later in life just how close God is in the display of His creation. “For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes, His eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly seen, being understood through what has been made, so that they are without excuse. Romans 1:20

I used to argue with my science teacher at school, even though I had no answers. I refused to believe that I came from a monkey. The theory of evolution taught that everything happened by chance. But within me was an innate knowledge of divine order, that I would not realize until much later in life.

I often wondered why some people chose to believe that the Bible is God’s revelation of His self-existence, while others chose not to believe? I have come to the resolve that what a person has been exposed to, has the greatest influence upon the choice they make. If your life has been one of self-indulgence, the chance of your understanding of what Scripture reveals about God and the need you have for a divine savior is slim. But when you have been completely depraved of even the basic dignities of human life, the revelation of God and His required submission of your every desire, liberates the captive to the freedom of peace and the joys of salvation. You don’t know what you don’t know! And until you are drawn by God and are willing to endure the pains of salvation, you will remain in the bondage of sin, and critical of those whose peace you envy.

Scripture, creation and a life transformed by the good news of the Gospel, is an undeniable reality of the truth of God. To whom do you trust? A fallen humanity like yourself, or Jesus, the Christ of God? Don’t be stupid. God Has spoken.

April 14, 2010

Why God Weeps

Filed under: Writing — William D. Simpson @ 5:48 AM

I recently held a new-born baby in my hands and while admiring her innocence, I began to cry. Tears gently ran down my face as I thought about how life would soon distort her beauty and corrupt her mind. And knowing how her mother lived, it would not be long before youthful  imagination became loathe and despair. Why?  

This is a question most people refuse to answer. Its truth gets in the face of what we do to justify why we live the way we do. As long as people are left alone to do whatever they choose, everybody is happy and most even get along. But the moment someone says what you are doing is wrong, an icy chill runs down your spine as your countenance bristles in contempt of their supposed criticism.  “How dare someone expose my weakness and compromise” is the emotion of anger felt, and in defense of a wounded ego, the real you speaks. 

In today’s culture, it’s considered incorrect to tell another person that their behavior is inappropriate, and if you dare be so brave, some how, some way, those whom you have offended will find a way to cut you down. I have seen the ugliness in people all of my life and felt the pain of injustice done to me. But still, I know there is hope for people, because I was that ugly person whose life has forever been changed. Gone is the anger of what angry people have done to me, and in its place is a calm observation that appreciates Gods grace.

If I’m ever given the platform to speak, I hope that you will hear the compassion in what I say and not judge me for the way in which I say it. All people, from every nation need to hear the truth even though that truth will be offensive. The God of all creation is calling, and only by answering that call, will the innocence of lost youth be restored. For the way to life is narrow and not always what you think it should be. And as to the cost of those who are eternally lost by trying to enter on their own…..God weeps.

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