You're Pushing Too Hard You're Pushing Too Hard You're Pushing Too Hard

As I was thinking recently in light of the current events and ominous trends in our country – the loud voices, pushy people, corrupt politicians, judges, government institutions, businesses, banks, teachers, preachers, even fake churches, et al., trying to take control of and run our lives, rather, destroy them and our world, an old 60's hit song popped into mind. I'm guessing many of you get what I'm talking about—how something of the moment can trigger a memory of a favorite song of your past that applies to your current thoughts.

As with most of these flashbacks, not all the lyrics are applicable but the message of the song from memory tends to apply to a current feeling. That was the beauty of the lyrics of that time before rock videos exploded into our consciousness. We could apply our own imaginations to the lyrics for its meaning to paint a mental image, even video, the best of painters can't. (Then the group's videos began being released, destroying our own personal imaginings.)

The case is no less with this song: "You're Pushing Too Hard", first performed by The Seeds in 1965. It was another fractured time in our country. Only now we truly do stand on the "Eve of Destruction." (Another poignant song of the same period that comes to mind - 1965 - which btw exploded into the public consciousness and was written into the congressional record for helping to change the voting age from age 21 to 18. It is also interesting to note that artist, Barry McGuire, went on to become a pioneer song writer and singer of contemporary Christian music. The song's writer, P.F. Sloan, had this to say about his experience in wrting the song. Prescient.)

The song, "You're Pushing Too Hard", was written by Sky Saxon one day when taking his then girlfriend grocery shopping. Remaining in the car while she went inside, he began thinking how she had been pushing him too hard recently and was becoming too controlling, destroying his individuality and limiting his freedom. As he waited, he penned his thoughts that is said to include those toward his girlfriend's growing behavior and the overall unsettling state of the country. It is thought to have been a warning to her, and the undesirable "movers of society" of that time.

Maybe it's just me, but I have the sense that forces beyond our daily control are pushing and steering us in a direction most of us don't want to go. I certainly don't. I make no apology for the past. I wasn't there. Wasn't me. As the Bible teaches, we are to owe no one anything. I owe no one nothing but to love them as Christ loved me—per His Commandment. I don't demand their conformity to my idea for them nor do I judge them when they don't. Nor do I conform to their idea for me. God sets my path. I serve Him. Too many people trying to rule the world today!

It is sad our ruling class and their propaganda outlets have created a class of people who feel put upon by the rest of us, who don't love their neighbors anymore as they do themselves—victims constantly chanting, ME ME ME! Each of us could list the many aggrievements we've suffered over a lifetime with no justice but what's the point? Life goes on. If we dwell on that then we lose. Life has already passed us by. We have missed so much because of our preoccupation with a fool's errand. And as with fools, the errands they put in our paths never cease.

With that in mind, not much surprises me anymore; but just the other day I had one while dining out (in Florida's freedom). It was a small highly rated restaurant with several young ladies waiting tables—so pleasant, kind and helpful. We chitty chatted off and on with our waitress when she would return to our table. It was a very pleasant and satisfying experience.

When I rose to pay the cashier, the young lady who had waited on us came over and began to nervously talk. In the course of the brief conversation, with all sincerity, reemphasizing her words, she told me that we, my wife and I, had been the best customers she had ever had. Were it not for the seriousness in her tone and body language, I would have dismissed it as just a harmless gesture of appreciation, thinking she probably said that to all her customers.

While quickly rethinking our brief encounters at our table to determine whether our behavior indeed was exceptional for her to get that impression, I felt it was not, I probed for an explanation. She was very forthcoming, relating how so many of her customers were very rude, some even yelling and screaming at her which would bring her to the brink of tears. She became emotional.

Trying to ease her feelings as much as possible, I spoke as many encouraging words to her as I could given our public setting. It seemed reassuring for her to hear not everyone had gone over to the dark side—at least not yet. I assured her there are still many of us out there who try to live by the golden rule and treat others as we want to be treated. We were not the only ones. She would meet others. Of this I was certain. I would even pray that would be the case for her that day and in the days to come.

Pushing too hard, I thought, as I left. Too many pushing too hard!

As Sloan wrote in his "Eve of Destruction": "...human respect is disintegratin. This whole crazy world is just too frustratin." Civility has gone AWOL. Human dignity, bankrupt. Value of human life, vanquished by a demonic force that is gaining in strength and control that wants nothing short of our slavery and extinction. Look at the blood that's filling our streets. And it rises, especially on the weekends.

Over the course of this last stressful year, we have come to learn the hard lesson that a vast number in high places have signed on to see to it that happens—to strip us of our liberties, destroy our future and many their very lives. Tireless they work. Big banks and businesses, teachers and prachers, politicians and police, military and judges, all of these institutions and many who work within them have gone over to the dark side. If you haven't noticed lately, there's a purge going on of any opposition in most all these institutions. If you're God-fearing and love this country, you're being hunted or soon will be. All that we once knew as good, now evil and once evil now good—just as God's Word said it would be in the last days. If ever a time we needed a revival, it is now before Satan claims what he has sought after for so so long.

All moving too fast—pushing too hard. Don't know bout you, but lately I'm getting a bit tired of being jabbed in the back. Too many people pushing too hard! A swift turn, together, and we could disarm these people and stop their push. And maybe, just maybe, we could live our lives once again as we decide how we are to live—free and self-governing. If not, we will go the way of other extinct societies which came before us.