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WELCOME! I am Jake Brooks author and creator of “Quincyfied”, I am glad you found us. This site is a site designed with purpose, that purpose is providing a place to reconnect hearts and minds to one of the greatest experiments ever leveled in human history, the American Experiment. With the complementary tools of faith and reason guiding us I invite everyone to join in the journey of discourse here at Quincyfied. In July of 1776 in Philadelphia, fifty-five men signed a document that contained ideas so powerful these ideas revolutionized the world. This was the American Declaration of Independence, a vision set forth for a new nation, the United States of America. A vision that brings blessing when followed and brings destruction when skewed. A vision that can creates a “city upon a hill” nation full of prosperity and success when obeyed, but also a “hypocritical” spiraling-downward nation when the standard of the vision is not met.

The goal at {Quincyfied.com} is to strive to understand the vision of the America Declaration and apply it. We want to connect the logic of our heads and the passion of our hearts to make this world the best that it can be. Understanding a vision for civilization that holds significance of this magnitude is quite the challenge, but I hope together at this time and in this place, we can carry the ideas of the American Declaration forward!

Pictured above at the top of this post are my wife and I at the Heartbeats of Licking County Annual Banquet. The American Declaration says “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.” Heartbeats and other wonderful organizations like it are doing great work in this generation. Helping to remind us, lets not pursue liberty and happiness at the expense of life. God has made us all “pro-choice.” I encourage all to choose life!

Wise words for ALL Americans for ALL Generations from the distinguished Representative from Pennsylvania

Benjamin Franklin’s words

as recorded in James Madison’s minutes from the American Constitutional Congress

[delivered Thursday, June 28, 1787, Philadelphia, PA]

Mr. President:
The small progress we have made after 4 or five weeks close attendance & continual reasonings with each other — our different sentiments on almost every question, several of the last producing as many noes as ays, is methinks a melancholy proof of the imperfection of the Human Understanding. We indeed seem to feel our own wont of political wisdom, since we have been running about in search of it. We have gone back to ancient history for models of government, and examined the different forms of those Republics which having been formed with the seeds of their own dissolution now no longer exist. And we have viewed Modern States all round Europe, but find none of their Constitutions suitable to our circumstances.

In this situation of this Assembly groping as it were in the dark to find political truth, and scarce able to distinguish it when to us, how has it happened, Sir, that we have not hitherto once thought of humbly applying to the Father of lights to illuminate our understandings? In the beginning of the contest with G. Britain, when we were sensible of danger we had daily prayer in this room for the Divine Protection. — Our prayers, Sir, were heard, and they were graciously answered. All of us who were engaged in the struggle must have observed frequent instances of a Superintending providence in our favor. To that kind providence we owe this happy opportunity of consulting in peace on the means of establishing our future national felicity. And have we now forgotten that powerful friend? or do we imagine that we no longer need His assistance.

I have lived, Sir, a long time and the longer I live, the more convincing proofs I see of this truth — that God governs in the affairs of men. And if a sparrow cannot fall to the ground without his notice, is it probable that an empire can rise without his aid? We have been assured, Sir, in the sacred writings that “except the Lord build they labor in vain that build it.” I firmly believe this; and I also believe that without his concurring aid we shall succeed in this political building no better than the Builders of Babel: We shall be divided by our little partial local interests; our projects will be confounded, and we ourselves shall be become a reproach and a bye word down to future age. And what is worse, mankind may hereafter this unfortunate instance, despair of establishing Governments by Human Wisdom, and leave it to chance, war, and conquest.I therefore beg leave to move — that henceforth prayers imploring the assistance of Heaven, and its blessings on our deliberations, be held in this Assembly every morning before we proceed to business, and that one or more of the Clergy of this City be requested to officiate in that service.
These words transcend time. What the Founders spoke of and fought for still applies today. Let us not despair and leave human beings to the grips of “chance, war, and conquest.” As Dr. Franklin and the entire Founding Father body would implore us today.

Let us SPEAK up, FIGHT, and PRAY to hold on to the Vision of the American Declaration. A Vision established upon Self-Evident Truths; Truths that remain true across all time, all cultures, and all generations.

The Huddled Masses of God’s People humbling themselves allowing God to change the Nation

On Saturday January 12th I was in Cincinnati for an event called simply “TheCall.” I will let my brother in the Lord and in arms, Lou Engle, explain the purpose of TheCall OHIO, but I want to say I have been deeply moved to realize the power that God himself desires to unleash to SAVE a dwindling nation such as ours. God loves furiously after people, he created us and he has stood in the gap for us, which was the cross, to redeem us. Following is a message from “TheCall” leader Lou Engle explaining the greatness of God’s plan for the nation, and how the spiritual heritage of the state of Ohio and the city of Cincinnati plays an important role to that plan. From slavery to the civil rights movement, it was always the praying remnant that mobilized the future into being with intercession and activism. Today, the same God who ended these atrocities and injustices wants to use this generation to end abortion.

The following was posted January 4th by TheCall Director Lou Engel:

While reading a quote in a biography on William Wilberforce, the great parliamentary figure of the 1800s who almost single-handedly ended the slave trade in England, I was suddenly and forcibly apprehended by the presence of God. In that moment, I received an undeniable and irrevocable commission from the Lord: “Raise up a prayer movement to end abortion in America.” TheCall is a part of that prayer movement.

God is looking for intercessors. That’s not just a fancy word to replace “prayer.” It is a high calling—some say the supreme vocation. There is a small piece of real estate that exists in between God and His rebellious creation, and it’s called “the gap.” You are called to stand there. You were made to stand there. God said, “I looked for a man among them who would build up the wall and stand before me in the gap on behalf of the land so I would not have to destroy it, but I found none.” (Ezekiel 22:30)

On January 12, TheCall is going to an historic piece of real estate that was the gap between God and slavery—Cincinnati, Ohio. A slave who made it across the Ohio River sent a message back to his family who lived in slavery in the South: “Tell them if they can only get to Cincinnati, they can get liberty.”

Cincinnati was where the Underground Railroad brought them to safety. Cincinnati was the place where a new breed of abolition preachers fanned through the nation shaking the ideologies of slavery. Cincinnati is where the slave trade of pornography was completely banned for 20 years just in recent history. Cincinnati is the place where the right-to-life movement began in America. And Cincinnati is where a profound adoption movement is being raised up to care for every unwanted child and every unborn child.

The true heir to the civil rights movement is not homosexual liberties, but freedom for the unborn and the pregnant mother, and the Underground Railroad for the great injustice of abortion is adoption.

We are releasing a sudden summons to everyone within a day’s drive, even to the whole nation, to TheCall Ohio on January 12: “If you can get to Cincinnati, the nation may find liberty. If you can get to Cincinnati, the pornography addict may find liberty. If you can get to Cincinnati, the unborn may find liberty.”

It’s Joel 2! When there is no hope for a nation, when there is no remedy, God still has a holy prescription: Blow the trumpet, gather the people, and call a fast. We must humble ourselves because we have offended heaven.

Isaiah 1 says that God hates our prayer gatherings, for our hands are filled with blood, and we don’t take care of the widow and the orphan. We have not demonstrated the compassionate heart of God to a desperate world. Let us gather and repent for the church of the nation in Cincinnati and become His hands of mercy to the poor and afflicted! We must ask God to raise up crisis pregnancy centers, pregnant mothers’ homes and a movement of adoption to explode across the nation.

Ohio will be ground zero once again for the elections in 2008. We will gather and cry out to God for mercy that we do not deserve. God, give us a humble man that will lead this nation in compassion and humility out of abortion and into the favor of heaven!
In Ohio, Finney’s bones lie buried, and written upon his tombstone are the words, “The Lord our God be with us as He was with our fathers. . . .” Can Finney’s bones live again? It is time to groan in prayer for the third great awakening in America!

On the 40th anniversary of the assassination of Martin Luther King, Jr., we will gather and cry out that the voice of the African American will once again arise and lead this new movement of justice. We will pray the dream of King—that God will break racism and shatter poverty in inner cities. We will pray that a nation conceived in liberty will be able to see their children conceived in liberty, and we will cry out in the gap for mercy—that the effusion of innocent blood may end so that a nation may not have to face a day of reckoning for the shedding of the innocent blood of the unborn.

As Abraham Lincoln said in his second inaugural address:

Fondly do we hope, fervently do we pray, that this mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away. Yet, if God wills that it continue . . . until every drop of blood drawn with the lash shall be paid by another drawn with the sword, as was said three thousand years ago, so still it must be said “the judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether.”

Oh, America, we are in a crisis! If 600,000 men died in the battlefields of the Civil War—both north and south, black and white—for the shed blood of the slaves, then what will it mean to America—black and white and north and south—if God brings a day of reckoning for the shed blood of 50 million babies? This is not a Democrat and Republican issue; this is a day of survival for a nation. Hear the trumpet alarm! Let a cry for mercy arise in Ohio. Let us stand in this little piece of real estate and plead a better blood. Let us release a new abolition movement—a generation of new preachers, movie writers, and musicians—to assail this covenant with death. And may a new Underground Railroad spring up from the hearts of the church, crying, “Give us your babies!” I believe TheCall Ohio could be a defining moment for America.“I looked for a man to stand in the gap.”

QUINCYFIED source: www.thecall.com/Publisher/Article.aspx?ID=1000025282

The VISION by Pete Grieg

So this guy comes up to me and says, “What’s the vision? What’s the big idea?”
I open up my mouth and the words come out like this...
The vision? The vision is Jesus: obsessively, dangerously, undeniably Jesus.
The vision is of an army of young people. You see bones? I see an army.
And they are free from materialism—They laugh at nine-to-five little prisons.
They could eat caviar on Monday and crusts on Tuesday. They wouldn’t even notice.
They know the meaning of the Matrix, the way the West was won.
They are mobile like the wind. They belong to the nations. They need no passport.
People write their addresses in pencil and wonder at their strange existence.
They are free yet they are slaves of the hurting, dirty and dying.
What is the vision? The vision is holiness that hurts the eyes.
It makes children laugh and adults angry.
It gave up the game of minimal integrity long ago to reach for the stars.
It scorns the good and strains for the best. It is dangerously pure.
Light flickers from every secret motive, from every conversation.
It loves people away from their suicide leaps—their Satan games.
This is an army that would lay down its life for the cause.
A million times a day, its soldiers choose to lose that they might one day
win the great “well done” of faithful sons and daughters.
Such heroes are as radical on Monday morning as Sunday night.
They don’t need fame from names.
Instead they grin quietly upwards and hear the crowds chanting again and again:
“COME ON!”
And this is the sound of the underground, the whisper of history in the making, foundations shaking, revolutionaries dreaming once again.
Mystery is scheming in whispers, conspiracy is breathing...
This is the sound of the underground.
And the army is disciple(in)ed—Young people who beat their bodies into submission.
Every soldier would take a bullet for his comrade at arms.
The tattoo on their back boasts “for me to live is Christ and to die is gain.”
Sacrifice fuels the fire of victory in their upward eyes.
Winners. Martyrs. Who can stop them?
Can hormones hold them back? Can failure succeed?
Can fear scare them or death kill them?
And the generation prays like a dying man with groans beyond talking,
with warrior cries, sulfuric tears and great barrow loads of laughter!
Waiting. Watching. 24-7-365.
Whatever it takes they will give: Breaking the rules, Shaking mediocrity from its cozy little hide, Laying down their rights and their precious little wrongs, Laughing at labels, Fasting essentials.
The advertisers cannot mold them.
Peer-pressure is powerless to shake their resolve at late-night parties before the cockerel cries.
They are incredibly cool, dangerously attractive on the inside.
On the outside? They hardly care! They wear clothes like costumes: to communicate and celebrate, but never to hide.
Would they surrender their image or their popularity?
They would lay down their lives, swap seats with the man on death row, guilty as hell: a throne of an electric chair.
With blood and sweat and many tears, with sleepless nights and fruitless days, they pray as if it all depends on God and live as though it all depends on them.
Their DNA chooses Jesus. He breathes out. They breathe in. Their subconscious sings.
They had a blood transfusion with Jesus.
Their words make demons scream in shopping malls. Don’t you hear them coming?
Herald the weirdoes! Summon the losers and the freaks.
Here come the frightened and forgotten with fire in their eyes!
They walk tall and trees applaud. Skyscrapers bow.
Mountains are dwarfed by these children of another dimension.
Their prayers summon the Hound of Heaven and evoke the dream of Eden.
And, this vision will be.
It will come to pass. It will come easily. It will come soon.
How do I know?
Because, this is the longing of creation itself, the groaning of the spirit,
the very dream of God.
My tomorrow is His today. My distant hope is His 3-D.
And, my feeble, whispered, faithless prayer invokes a thunderous, resounding, bone-shaking, great “AMEN!” from countless angels, from heroes of the faith, from Christ himself.
And He is the original dreamer, the ultimate winner. Guaranteed.

To the strong tall sincere man who wears the red, white, and blue

Dear Uncle Sam,

Our global family today has a lot of issues. From rivalries as old as Abel and Cain, our global family does not always see eye to eye. Today we face a reality where all the old patriarchs have passed away and the family is looking toward you Uncle Sam to be the new patriarch and problem solver. Much of the family has been asking about you. You were always the most reasonable and innovative member of the family. You always had such great advice even when your own side of the family didn’t listen to you. We sure could use some of your wise words now dear Uncle.

The family is hopeful that you will soon stand up and lead justly once again. We worry that if you stall your return much longer that crazy Uncle Karl will take charge, and you know how Uncle Karl is. Although at first his advice seems very favorable and affable, you soon realize he is never going to leave you alone. No matter how well you might be doing on your own, Uncle Karl always insists on making everyone do everything his way. As you can see Uncle, our family issues are as hopeless as ever, we need your proven solutions and your timeless advice. So please Uncle Sam, do not delay wherever you are, please stand up.

Sincerely, Humanity

PS - In 1776 the United States Declaration of Independence established a “city upon a hill” societal vision before all nations. It is a document that proclaims a revolutionary new relationship between the nature of man and good government. Stating how a civil authority will be held accountable to respect the Self-evident Truths embedded upon the human soul by their Creator.

Dear World,

The American Experiment is not the problem, it is not perfect, but its a Solution.

Thank you and God Bless.

Sincerely,

JJB, a concerned member of the human family.