What a year on the political circus wagon, so far the worst in American history, that is really heading down the tube. Recently one candidate accused the POTUS of paying a huge ransom for four American hostages held by Iran, $400 million, that amounts to $100 million each. That tops, presumably, releasing 5 terrorists for one military deserter. WOW!
Justice Antonin Scalia was found dead Saturday, “in peaceful repose”, what ever that means. We will miss Justice Scalia. He was the voice of reason in an increasingly unconstitutional society. He fought hard, at risk, to keep the court in a verbose reading, as opposed to some living evolving document. He brought sanity to the SCOTUS in an increasingly relevant based time. He knew, like the founding fathers, the importance of the separate three branches as laid out at the founding. As they, he knew the inherent danger of “interpreting in modern setting” the “thoughts” of the founders and he obstinately fought to preserve the intention of the Constitution. He will be missed.
And what of the timing of this untimely death. Continue reading
A couple of days ago something happened to me that would have been one of those, “okay, that hurt” episodes out in the field. While clearing out in the woods a major thorny vine got a hold of me in the ear. Instead of being a little prick it kept bleeding forcing me to come in. Nurse Sue was home so she tended me and it was a little prick, not worthy of all the show all over me. While she fussed and fumed all over me that there was so much blood for such a little thing I just sat there and smiled. Eighteen years earlier she chased me around with a Tetanus shot the night before we got married so that I wouldn’t get lock-jaw on our wedding day because I’d cut my finger (maybe now she’s thinking that’s one way to get me to be quiet). Well, there’s no chasing around with a shot this time. While sitting there I hadn’t, yet, caught a view of what I looked like. When I did get a view and saw all the blood I said to Sue jokingly, ” Wow, I wonder if that’s prophetic? Well, at least I get shot in the head.” Continue reading
Archeologists recently have unearthed the actual tomb of the Apostle Paul, martyred in the 1st century, under a pizzeria in Rome. The tomb, marked clearly The Apostle Paul, died August 15, 67A.D. with the inscription “I lost my head over you” is preserved. The site was discovered when a worker at the pizzeria heard a noise in the basement and went down to check it out.
“There were shaking and stones falling all around, I thought it might be an earthquake.” said Angello Pasqualini, “then a large chunk fell and there was a box in the hole. The Saint must have been very excited about something, rolling and jumping in his grave.”. Coincident with the timing I’d been “shown” that Paul hid a special gift from God in one of his letters.
Yes, that’s make believe, but I believe that Paul, if he could, would be rolling in his grave trying to pound his way out to set straight a thing or two. I’d recently been shown, by a Reformed Theology person, that Paul used a Greek writing trick say to that, by some transcendental mysticism, Continue reading
Well, he’s done it again. Just when you thought there was no more pushing to be done, he finds another way. The POTUS took the opportunity of the “National Prayer Breakfast “to admonish that Christians have done hideous things, “And lest we get on our high horse and think this is unique to some other place – remember that during the Crusades and the Inquisition committed terrible deeds in the name of Christ,” the president said.” At the National Day of Prayer breakfast of all things, not prayer just more politics. Lest we forget Mr. President, these weren’t Christians and the Inquisitions were against Christians, this was a vast political force stretching millennium and even exists as a “country” today. That same political force that you have embraced, now, as a partner in your crimes. Whew, got that off my chest. Continue reading
I keep struggling for an answer when pegged with the question about the building “jobs” for the church that are allegedly gone (okay, a couple, conveniently) since the “apostles” died off. I know that apostles are needed now and I know there are a ton of fakes but in my “oldness” I lacked the time to do a thorough study on it. Leave it to my friend Ben in Romania to already have the work done for a nagging thought. An awesome insight and study. Thanks Ben, for the hard work.
I’ve been studying the word “apostle” recently. While I don’t have any “ground-breaking” things to say, I did realize some things that I hadn’t noticed before.
Before getting to the things that I found surprising, let me just say…. I know people tend to freak out when anyone starts talking about apostles, especially when that person believes in the present gift and calling, but bear with me. Don’t freak out. Yet.
Okay, now that that’s done, let’s start with some basics:
1) The term “apostle” used to be a normal Greek word, not a religious word with a capital letter on the front of it. That capital letter and the religious context only came later, much later. In the beginning, it was a word just like any other, just like how “born again” used to mean simply being born a second time, not “prayed a prayer and go to an evangelical church…
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I had to twist that a little bit because, though I believe the other way, sometimes the shoe fits. As in this case, sometimes offense is the better defense. Recently, the Duggar family, who has a reality show (sic) about their plethora of kids, has been hauled into a public display, beat down, punishment simply because the family matriarch has taken a strong public stand against forcibly allowing men ( with a Y chromosome ) free access into women’s lounges, restrooms, showers etc simply because the “felt” like a woman that day. They also removed a picture of homosexuals kissing posted to their personal Facebook page, oh the horror ( they also would have removed pic of a guy and a gal kissing wearing nothing but a G string ). Continue reading