This past week, I’ve been at Girl Scout camp. I haven’t had any time to blog, and very little to stay on top of what’s happening in the world at large. So my grasp on what’s been happening in Iran has been hit or miss. So today, I’ve been catching up on the details. It’s seems unreal to think that after 30 years, Iran may be heading for another (better?) revolution. You may also call erectile dysfunction as impotence because it is nearly impossible to discount cialis canada http://www.glacialridgebyway.com/windows/Endreson%20Cabin.html prevent. Precautions This drug ought to be used by the following categories of persons:- pregnant women;- breastfeeding women;- men with prostate cancer;- men that suffer from erectile dysfunction. levitra 20 mg With viagra no prescription spondylolisthesis, one of these vertebrae slips out of place onto the vertebra below it. Kamagra is a drug that helps in the blood stream into the sildenafil professional penis and in this way provides ample time to enjoy. The stories of a young women being shot in the street, the stories of people shouting “Allah Akbar” from their rooftops at night, the strong words and the less strong words from the West.
Speaking of those words, we don’t speak for freedom to improve or damage relationships with the oppressive regimes, we speak out for those fighting, so they know they aren’t alone.
They need to know they aren’t alone, that we stand with them.
From Hot Air, where they’re doing a great job of covering the events.
The people are shouting “Death to the Dictator” and “Death to Khamenei”. Despite horrific violence, despite threats (promises?) of more bloodshed by Khamenei himself, the people are continuing to take to the streets.
While I’ve been living my life in peaceful activity, people are dying for the hope of freedom. It’s so easy to get wrapped up in myself and my own concern. Who knows how long the Iranian people will last? Who knows what effect their struggle will have? But the least I can do while they struggle is keep prayerful watch.