283 years ago, the first in the line of American badassary was born.
That’s right, President/General George Washington. The man that mustered his cold, tired, malnutritioned, and half-naked, farmer-turned-warrior troops, across a frozen river in the middle of the night to kill the enemy in their sleep … on Christmas.
They don’t make many like that man nowadays.
As a young man, George Washington hand copied the 110 “Rules of Civility & Decent Behavior in Company and Conversation“ by John T. Phillips and then lived by them. The man regularly knelt to pray. However, while kneeling in prayer, the General didn’t bow his head. Rather, he looked up to the heavens. He was a good, humble, God-fearing, badass!
There are many great and TRUE stories to be heard about the father of our country. Glenn Beck’s “Being George Washington“ is a good one, that for the most part, will place you into the life and times of George Washington.
There is also another favorite story of mine that appears in many sources. (Although I will use an except from the website www.ministers-best-friend.com to tell it here.) It’s an awesome and little known story of the prophecy of George Washington. Here is a little background first …
In 1755 Lieutenant Colonel George Washington, of the British ruled Virginia Militia, was a volunteer aid to British General Edward Braddock during the French and Indian War. The General and his men were ambushed by the French and Indians at the Battle of Monongahela. The British suffered and heavy defeat that day. The British and Washington’s Virginia Militia lost 714 men (including General Braddock) compared to the 30 men lost by the French and Indians. Washington himself had two horses shot out from underneath him and came away with 4 bullet holes in his coat. But he was never hit!
I’ll let except take it from here …
“Two days after the battle, Washington displayed his usual gratitude to Deity. In general orders he said: “The men are to wash themselves this afternoon and appear as clean and decent as possible … that we may publicly unite in thanks-giving to the Supreme Disposer of human events for the victory which was obtained … over the flower of the British troops.”
===Fifteen years after this battle Washington and Dr. Craik, his intimate friend from his boyhood to his death, were traveling on an expedition to the western country, for the purpose of exploring wild lands. While near the junction of the Great Kanawha and Ohio Rivers a company of Indians came to them with an interpreter, at the head of whom was an aged and venerable chief.
The council fire was kindled, when the chief addressed Washington through an interpreter to the following effect:
“I am a chief, and ruler over my tribes. My influence extends to the waters of the great lakes, and to the far blue mountains. I have traveled a long and weary path, that I might see the young warrior (George Washington, from the day he had horses shot out from underneath him) of the Great Battle.
It was on the day when the white man’s blood mixed with the streams of our forest, that I first beheld this chief. I called to my young men and said, mark yon tall and daring warrior? He is not of the red-coat tribe — he hath an Indian’s wisdom, and his warriors fight as we do — himself is alone exposed.
Quick, let your aim be certain, and he dies.
Our rifles were leveled, rifles which, but for him, knew not how to miss – ’twas all in vain, a power mightier far than we, shielded him from harm. He cannot die in battle. I am old, and soon shall be gathered to the great council fire of my fathers in the land of shades, but ere I go, there is something bids me speak in the voice of prophecy.
Listen! The Great Spirit protects that man, and guides his destinies — he will become the chief of nations, and a people yet unborn will hail him as the founder of a mighty empire.”
Awesome! Happy birthday, General!