The Idol of U.S. citizenship

What is a citizen?

I recently
went into a local gun shop

this week,

to purchase

a .22/10 Ruger rifle

for my son.

The money exchanged hands

but then came the form

I had to fill out

to finalize the sale.

I had not previously
seen one of these

background forms,
"Firearm Transaction Record"

and so began filling it out
to see where this would go.

The questions were

what I expected,

even down to

the question of citizenship.

Question (j) asked whether

I had ever renounced

my United States citizenship.

I had to ponder that one,

so I skipped it,

intending to return to it later.

Although skipping question (j)

made the gun shop owner

visibly and verbally uncomfortable,

I continued filling out the form

despite his
discomfort and objection.

When I got to the bottom of the form

there was another

citizenship question.

It read: “What is your

country of citizenship?”

My choices were:

“United States of America,

Or other, specify:”

I paused and sighed for a moment

concluding that

to remain

consistent with my faith,

my creed,

my belief system,

I had to check the box that said

Other, specify;

whereafter I penciled in

“Kingdom of Heaven.”

The shop owner

looking over my shoulder
didn’t like my answer.

He grabbed the form away from me

and told me he could not sell to me.

He apologized profusely

and wouldn’t stop

apologizing.

He vehemently defended himself

saying he would get into trouble

even be investigated by the fed.

I entered into a conversation with him

about citizenship.

“What type of citizenship

Is the form referring to?”  I asked

“Citizenship under the

14^th amendment,

or the citizenship

of We, the People

as referenced in

the Preamble of the

Federal or State Constitutions?”

He did not appear

To know and comprehend

to what it was I was referring,

as he continued going down

that apologetic road

for not being able
to sell me the rifle.

He slid my silver coins

across the counter to me

together with blank form

and told me,

“If you change your mind

and want to fill out the form “right”

I would be happy to sell you a gun.”

Meanwhile, his wife,

who had been conversing

pleasantly with my wife Karen,

asked me what my name was.

“David Justice,” I said.

She then responded,

with much anger and fear

in her voice,

and physical demeanor, saying

“We won’t sell to you.”

I repeated my effort to

console both of them,

to disarm their
fear and misperception,

and the outward projection
of their anger

to little or no avail.

Though I walked out

of the shop

feeling strong

I also felt very weak.

The next morning

As the facts sunk in

I realized I hurt.

I understand that they don’t get it,

that they are unaware

that they are being played as mere pawns

In the globalists statist,

monopoly game.

But that despite the game,

we remain the American People,

children of the Creator

One Nation under God

That all

Citizenship is membership

in a political body politic;

That America is founded on the principle that

we the People
are children

of the Most High Almighty God,
the Creator,

and as such are

his sovereign representatives in Earth,

members of His sovereign body politic,

That the citizenship of a freeman

is the ultimate citizenship—

not merely

the designation

of a status of man,

not merely a subject

under a government of man,

But as a member in and of

the kingdom of God,

the universal royal house

which is a royal nation

a holy priesthood.

a peculiar people

Sons and daughters

Princes and princesses
Kings and priests,

The bride of Christ,

co-heirs

to the throne

of our heavenly Father.

I get it,

I hope one day soon

others will too.

Unfortunately,
none of us will

be able to buy a gun

in a federally licensed

gun shop.