Concord Rise

For years, we’ve been told that the federal government is indispensable. That without its sprawling agencies and endless bureaucracy, our lives would grind to a halt. But now, with the government partially shut down, something unexpected is happening:

Life goes on.

Mail still arrives. Roads are still open. The working class still works. The middle class still hustles. And outside the big cities, people are waking up to a startling truth: maybe we don’t need all that bloat after all.

This isn’t just a budget impasse. It’s a moment of clarity. A chance to ask:

What parts of government truly serve us?

What parts exist to serve themselves?

And what happens when we stop feeding the machine?

President Trump may have set this trap, but it’s the American people who now hold the power to spring it. If we see clearly, speak boldly, and act decisively, we can demand a government that’s lean, honest, and accountable—not one that hides its excess behind fear and confusion.

✊ Concord Rise Calls for Action
We are not dazed. We are not defeated. We are rising.

Let this shutdown be a wake-up call—not just to Washington, but to every citizen who’s ever felt ignored, overtaxed, or overruled. It’s time to reclaim our voice. It’s time to rebuild a government that reflects our values—not our vices.

Join the movement. Share the message. Take action. For more info email me at rbrow@mail.com

A story goes like this: A man’s house was flooded, and he climbed onto the roof, praying for God to rescue him. Soon, a helicopter came by. He waved it off, saying, “God will rescue me.” Then a boat arrived. Again, he refused. “God will rescue me.” Finally, a drone hovered overhead, offering help. He declined once more. The man drowned. When he met God, his first question was, “Why didn’t you rescue me?” God replied, “I sent you a helicopter, a boat, and a drone.” Isn’t that just like us? Waiting for divine intervention, when maybe—just maybe—God has already sent the rescue party, and we missed it. I’ve spoken to many about taking action against corruption in our world. Too often, the response is silence or a shrug. That’s why I started this blog: to motivate people to act—not alone, but together. United, we Believers can make noise where there’s been silence. We can stand against the devil’s willing accomplices here on Earth. If you’re interested in joining our movement, email me at rbrow@mail.com or leave a comment (if there’s a spot—I’m still figuring out how this blog looks online. Computer savvy enough to be dangerous—ROFL).

LET US RISE TOGETHER

An old hymn that still resonates in our modern world The enemy is not only nigh He is everywhere We Believers are called to plant seeds and that task also includes taking the game to the enemy Seed planters open doors to the Kingdom, and that gives God the opportunity to nurture their growth, but we must also make sure the enemy is kept at bay in the world we live in We have failed in that Our voices have been muted and now it is urgent that we make some big time noise for Jesus The battle is raging and we need to join in and confront corruption in high places Maybe starting in our own communities and branching out, but ultimately taking our mission to the seat of power in our own country, Congress Will you join with me in this endeavor? I am, by writing this blog, setting up a battlefield on which to confront Satan and his minions To contact me my email address is rbrow@mail.com

The Lighthouse doesn’t move.  
But the ones steering the ship?  
They circle the harbor,  
debating whether the rocks are real.  
They kick the can,  
not to clear the path,  
but to avoid the walk.  
They speak of service,  
but serve delay.  
They call it compromise—  
but it’s collapse in slow motion.  
Let the Light expose the cracks.  
Let the beam reveal the bluff.  
Let the people see who’s steering,  
and who’s just spinning the wheel.

Tomorrow it will be found good Lord willing What could be the saving grace of that ship Tune in tomorrow and find out

Being saved did not resemble what I thought it would at the beginning No Heavenly choir sang Jesus did not come down and shake my hand The bells in Heaven stayed silent But, little by little Jesus began to make my heart a comfortable living space for Him He cleared out the landfill I had accumulated little by little and replaced it with things of more substance
Homeless soon became home in a place I felt I could belong, just like my home long ago Flenniken Landing became my harbor of life I became so outgoing I was called the unofficial mayor there I was involved in life and life involved me Then came the door slam
Covid 19 destroyed my home there with masking mandates in a place that Uncle Sam had control over I chose not to let him rule me and I went maskless in the places it was now a no no to do so It was tolerated by the local staff, but an outsider took exception to that and I took exception to that outsiders demand and gave my thirty day notice
That was five years ago and God and I have grown so close I sometimes feel like I am sitting on His lap when I type on this keypad He grew me in five years of homeless dependence to be not only a man of faith, but a man of action Won’t you join me in my quest to motivate others into action First for God Second for country

My prayer time is all day long Nothing official looking like the preacher in church, but just communication with God the father That is a relationship and prayer is the way I do that I encourage all possible warriors to have a personal relatonship with God Not just a formal prayer time, but chat with Him throughout the day

But God’s Word is forever and that should be at the heart of all who Believe God has promised us the victory, we need to hold onto that in these times of great Satanic influence God will prevail The Bible says so and we need to bank on that and stand up as best we can to the Satanic demons that populate the earth For more info check out my email at rbrow@mail.com

I am so blessed Jesus decided to stay when I asked Him into my heart It was a cluttered up trash dump He fixed it up to suit Him little by little and as an added touch and a symbol that He was not leaving put in a stratlounger and does mai tais when not busy shaping me ROFL

We are faith based grassroots movement dedicated to motivating citizens to take a physical stand to the increasing corruption seen in places of power in the United States