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Will Miracles ever cease? When I saw this I couldn’t believe my eyes.                             Robert Joy 

Dear America

Every morning in my White House Office, or at Office at the Crawford Ranch, (where, I admit, I spend way too much time), I and my whole staff, give thanks to the Lord and ask guidance for the new day. I believe my Christian Faith has guided me to make proper decisions and find proper solutions to this nations difficulties. Today however, I am doing something I should have done along time ago.

I told my chief of staff that I was going to skip the morning prayer. I told him I had a different idea and would like to have an hour alone and undisturbed without in the influences of anyone (Dick Cheney). Mr. Cheney, (bless his heart), thinks he’s my daddy and feels it best to tell me what I should be doing. I must admit, I’ve gone along like a good little boy on so many of his ideas. Still, I need to do the right thing and I felt I had to go beyond prayer and the advice of the Vice President and face the American people like a man. For the first time since I took the oath of office, I am going to level with you, the American People and most of all, myself.

I must admit, I, the President of the United States and other members of my administration (I will let them speak for themselves), wanted too find a context to go to war with Iraq We wanted one before and from the first day of my inauguration. My daddy (through no fault of his own), had fallen short in his attempt to bring down the Iraqi government, because of a United Nations Mandate he could not lawfully break. I wanted to right that wrong and to show my daddy that I had what it took to be President of this great nation. After several high level and secret meetings on the subject of what pretext we could use to ignite a war against Iraq; 911 came along and solved our problem.

Of course, we were provoked to invade Afganistan and rightly so, but at the same time the window of opportunity opened for implementation of our plans. Iraq had no connection to El Quada or to the terrorist groups who carried out the September 11 attacks on Pentagon and the World Trade center, but we never the less, set out to create a connection with a campaign of misinformation.

Let this be known; I was going to send our armed forces to war against Iraq whether Saddam complied with our demands or not. Saddam was in my sights and he was not going to be allowed to away. We went through the whole U.N. inspections thing to make it appear we were trying to be reasonable, while at the same time preparing for invasion. Saddam was going down and nothing was going to stop it. The CIA, FBI and a dozen other domestic and foreign intelligence agencies told us there was no connection between Saddam and the terrorists. They told us there was no real proof Saddam had the makings of a nuclear bomb or even a vast chemical program. I ordered the CIA to make a case for the justification of war and they (I must admit), reluctantly complied.

Today I have mired our military forces in a nasty unwinable anti-American insurgency. Your sons and daughters, and hundreds of innocent Iraqi men, women and children die everyday in the conflict I helped create and perpetuate. I must admit I used every trick in the book to get my way. I used my faith to justify my own actions and my faith to move the opinions of the American People. I blame the CIA for giving me faulty intelligence, when infact, I used what they gave me and twisted the facts to fit my agenda. I used my power as the most influential man in this nation and the Republican Party. I used my power to gain backing from congress for a green light to go to war against a country which had no connection to the 911.

Please forgive me

George W. Bush

President of the United States

I was googling around on the Internet and I acccidentally found this apology that I couldn’t believe exsisted. This was something so rare, I thought I would share it with the world.                    Robert Joy

Dear Friends

Truly, miracles exist, and of all people, I should have known this. You may now stand up and ask yourself, “Reverend, Jerry Falwell is saying he should have known miracles exist? What on earth is happening to this guy? He has been the recipient of miracles his whole life, His church and faith has been built on miracles… Surely this is not Mr. Falwell speaking!”

Believe it or not this is the true Jerry Falwell speaking. I now realize I didn’t know what a miracle was until exactly 9:38 P.M. on December 13, 2005. Before this time I was spouting words from years of listening to word. I knew the dictionary definition of a miracle, but I never actually realized I didn’t understand what they were. I realize today that I built my whole faith on words. My whole creation of church with twenty-two thousand members, The Moral Majority Coalition and the college have all been built on words. Good things, words, but not the miracles I attributed them

Where do I start the apologies? To whom do I approach first and confess my ignorance? Surely there are thousands that need the apology first. I have been such a fool.

I was cleaning up that messy little corner in the basement of the church one evening. You who know the church, know which corner of which I speak. There was a bunch of props for plays and parade float material sitting in a puddle of water next to that dripping sink. I had just taken one load of material up the steps and was on my way back down when something hit the awning over the door way. It was a small clinking sound. The sound a piece of hail would make, except it wasn’t raining or hailing. Ever so slight a sound, but ever so profound and awakening. I have no other way to describe the feeling that over came me at that instant.

Like the apostle Paul when the lord struck him from his horse with a bolt of lightening and was blinded, I was instead, awakened from a blindness. I was blind and now I could see, like the words in the old Christian hymnal, Amazing Grace. I can see and now I know the miracles I was meant to have. I know at this instant, what you must be thinking. “He’s been hit in the head and has lost his mind. One little sound could not have had such a profound effect on a man. Surely he is mad!” Surely I am mad… Mad though, that I have been blind and ignorant all these years.

I first own an enormous apology to all the people who are in my ministry. I owe you each a profound apology for leading twenty-two thousand of you astray. If this be so, then I stand guilty.

I next owe all those I’ve accused of sinning against God, by simply being Gay. I called it a “life-style,” as if those folks went out an acquired it like one would a tatoo. I stand guilty for being so blind and ignorant. If you can find it within yourselves to forgive me, I would be so ever grateful.

For all the others, to numerous to remember, I am sorry for my blindness, ignorance and stupidly. I see a path, though it be filled with stones and brambles. I see a road marked by glorious miracles that I intend to follow for the rest of the days of my life.

Rev. Jerry Falwell