Friday, October 30, 2015

Are We Understanding Him?

In Matthew 13, where we find the parable of the sower, Jesus quotes the prophet, Isaiah. The quote comes from Isaiah 6, but Jesus changes it up just a bit to fit what He is telling His disciples. As an aside, this is permissible when you are the Son of God. It should not be attempted by us mere mortals though. The results are seldom good.

Anyhow, paraphrasing Isaiah, Jesus says this.

“‘You will be ever hearing but never understanding;
    you will be ever seeing but never perceiving.
15 For this people’s heart has become calloused;
    they hardly hear with their ears,
    and they have closed their eyes.
Otherwise they might see with their eyes,
    hear with their ears,
    understand with their hearts
and turn, and I would heal them.

To understand the quote in it's proper context, some background might be necessary here. To this point in His ministry, Jesus had managed to create some powerful enemies among the elite religious leadership of the Jewish nation. They were not liking what He was putting down. If Jesus really was the Messiah, He was not the one they wanted. They had already begun plotting to entrap and kill Him.

This is why Jesus changes His sermon strategy. He begins to share His message to the people in parables - or stories which will reveal the truth about the things He wishes to say to His people. The stories are not complex from our 21st century point of view. We have the benefit of the years of study put in by scholars over the last 2000 years as well as the Holy Spirit to help us understand what Jesus meant in these stories.

The people of Jesus' time though, were having issues with His method. Even His disciples said He was speaking in riddles to some extent. Nevertheless, it had to be done this way to slow the plans of those that wished to execute Jesus. It was not yet time for the final events of Jesus' life to unfold and if He was only a story telling Messiah, then He was not as much of a threat to the religious establishment. And so, He speaks to the people and His disciples in parables. 

Scroll up and look at the quote again. Jesus is talking about the willful ignorance of the people of His day and how, even though they see and hear the things He has done and said, they do not understand. They do not want to know the truth that Jesus is trying to share with them because it would require change and that change would upset everything. This is especially true for the religious leadership of the time. Jesus was upsetting the establishment apple cart in a way that would make it impossible to upright it. Power, money and authority were at stake. Business as usual in the Jewish state would have to change if they accepted His message. 

Beyond all that, Jesus was making many people uncomfortable. He was telling people that they had to love God, but also love their enemies and their neighbor. That would mean associating with people that were...formerly unacceptable...to put it politely. It's one thing to overthrow the established order; quite another to make people uncomfortable. From the Jewish perspective of the time, that was just rude.

Jesus, through Isaiah, indicates that the reason for all this is the hardheartedness of the people. If they would just open up their hearts and minds to what He is saying and doing, they would experience His spiritual healing, but that was not to be the case. 

As I thought about this, I found myself wondering if maybe we in evangelical churches in America have gotten a bit blind and deaf to the things Jesus wants us to be doing. We hear and see, but do we understand and perceive what our real mission is to be? Are we afraid to overthrow the established order, experience the discomfort and extend love to the people that presently hate us? We like to think we have the Truth. I think we do. What are we doing with it? Do we understand it?

We are supposed to be bringing the grace and truth of Jesus to the world. Can we do that when we have unacknowledged filters on who we associate with, who we let into our churches and what we are willing to do in terms of ministry in church? Are their groups that we will not minister to in the world because it is just too hard or scary or gross in our minds? 

Christian, we need some review here. Go read one of the gospels and then tell me we are doing what Jesus expected if you can. Read, understand, perceive and listen to that still small voice of the Holy Spirit and see if you are not convicted. If you are convicted, then healing is not far off. 

Am I off base here? What do you think? Mull it over friends.   

  

 


Thursday, October 29, 2015

Thanks Lord

Yesterday at work was good. Lord, you gave me and everyone else at work a peaceful day. I hope Lord, that this will continue. Please make it so. Thanks so much for that and all the other things you do in a day for me and others. Dad seemed happy when I left today too. There's currently peace and contentment all 'round. Thanks and amen to all that Lord.

I know it will not always be this way at work or at home, but I will take whatever you give Lord with joy in my heart! Thanks again.

Now Lord, I would pray that you would prepare my mind and spirit for what is coming in the near future. You know what I am talking about. Some final sign of your approval would be good Lord. I am not demanding a sign in an evil way as the Pharisees did, but it is important to me to know that this is what you want. Also, as the time approaches, please prepare the others. They will need Your peace with this as well. Guide us all with Your Spirit to come to understanding, agreement and maybe some ideas of a plan to move forward. If these things are not your will Lord, then please help me to let the whole thing go and continue to function in my regular capacity for you. I am fond of saying there is a time and a place for everything. Maybe there is not such a thing for this matter in your Church. I will accept whatever outcome. Thanks so much Lord.

Lord, we have customers coming into to work today for a 'meet and greet'. I know it seems like a petty thing, but it's important that this goes well for the future of our local organization and the employees. I will not be there much longer, but the others will be. Please watch over us today. Thanks.

As always, please take care of my church. Guide the leadership and staff. Help them to see where you want us to go on our journey for you.

Please lift the countenance of my friend who is in Minnesota today. Help him to find what he is looking for and please do not let him fall out of the tree. And please do not let him forget to bring back the bacon.

Please bless my friend to the south. Give him wisdom regarding his future with You Lord. He is your good servant and he has helped many. I pray that in whatever way You direct him, he will continue as your servant in this powerful way.

Finally, I pray that you would open the minds and the hearts of your church around the world. There are many that still need to hear and come alongside you in relationship. Help us to answer that need Lord. If we can each do our part in our own back yards, in our own nations, the impact would be tremendous. Please invigorate us with Your Spirit to offer your love and grace wherever we go.

In Your Name I pray these things.

Amen      

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

A Prayer

Lord, I feel kind of like David this morning; you know, when he wrote the 23rd Psalm. I'm going to work, but I feel like I am going to a table prepared for me in the presence of my enemies, I am so tired of the struggle at work. There is one in my office that tests me at every point. Lord, please bring her some peace; or maybe, find her another job. Lord, I have a concern that there may even be a demon involved. Only you would know this for sure, but I pray that if this is so, you would remove it so that she can find her peace and thence leave us all in peace. Help her to adjust whatever needs adjustment and to whatever extent is necessary, I will try to meet her work needs in a way that will help to make that possible. I see in her a kind of pain that I once experienced. I pray that you find a way to take that from her Lord. Thank You for this. It has been foremost on my mind. Help me also to love in ways appropriate to her needs.

Lord, I would pray for my church, for the staff and the leadership. Please guide us in paths of righteousness. Teach us how to minister to and love even the most unlovable. Enable us to show them who you are by the way we live.

Please take care of Dad today. Watch over him as you always do, keeping him from injury and clearing his mind as much as possible. Thanks for that.

Lord, thanks for close friends both here and away. They have shown me Your Face in terms of Your mercy and Your grace. I would be in a very bad place without them Lord. I will continue to thank you daily for putting them in my life at just the right time. I praise Your Name for them!

Thanks Lord for bringing me out of the land of my sojourn and back home. Thanks for letting me back into Your Church and helping me to find real faith and salvation; to know you truly as My Lord and My God. Thank You for making strength out of my weaknesses and for changing my strengths to vulnerabilities. I continue to 'enjoy' that process.

Finally, thanks Lord for your love, grace, forgiveness and compassion. Please continue to lead me in the paths of Your Truth while teaching me to pass on Your grace to others.

In Jesus' Name

Amen    

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

My Greatest Sins

It's confession time. I have eluded to these issues in the past and it's time for me to come clean, to repent and to put it behind me. It will be hard since I have practiced these sins all my life. They seem like a natural part of me, but they must die.

I am a proud, arrogant, judgmental and self righteous man. If you have ever had to suffer this from me, then I apologize right here and now. I have always been able to see and even point out these sins in others, but if I take a long, hard look in my spiritual mirror, there is a prideful man looking back at me.

If I have ever walked away from you when you tried to speak to me or engage me in conversation, I am deeply sorry. It has much to do with my own insecurities and nothing to do with you. If I have made you angry or hurt you because of my unwillingness to be a real friend, I would like to repent of that too.

I should not judge people and especially those I do not know or have not bothered to get to know. I should take the time to know them. And I should offer them and myself some grace. The ability to come alongside of people in empathy and love and maybe with some helpful advice has eluded me for too long. I have to learn how to do this. Many have extended me just such a privilege. It might be time for me to start returning the favor. I need to learn how to minister to the needs of others. I am good at sharing my knowledge base with them. I am not so good with sharing compassion and kindness and understanding with them.

I am able to love, but I do not do it or express it. I do have feelings and emotions, but I fear the relationships and where all that will take me and so I put on this facade that people seem to accept.
"Ya, he knows his stuff, but he seems to have walls." "He is a good teacher, but he never takes what he knows outside the classroom to practice."

This has to stop. I do not want to be like the Pharisees or the teachers of the law in Christ's time. I want to be like Jesus. I know we Christians say that all the time and never quite seem to live up to it, but I could at least do better than I am doing.

Self righteousness is seldom a good thing unless you are truly righteous, in which case you most certainly got that from God and not self. Whatever is good in me, what ever is pure and holy, came from my Lord. There is not much of it, but it is there. It's my prayer that He builds on that base and finishes my spiritual construction before I die. I hope we have some time to work things out. Only He would know that.

Lord, I love you. Please forgive me for being as I have been. Please use Your Spirit and the power of your Word in my life to change me. Help me to learn the empathy, love and grace that You and others show me on a daily basis. Please do not let me leave this world unfinished and please forgive me this grievous sin...In your Name I pray these things. Amen
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Some day we will talk about my greatest temptation, my thorn in the flesh and how it has convicted me of what I was just writing about. That day is not today. I love you. Thanks for reading.       

Monday, October 26, 2015

Are You Hyphenated?

In our politically correct age, the old designations we have for each other with regard to who we are just does not work. No one wants to be just an American. We are Irish-Americans, Italian-Americans, Native-Americans, African-Americans. Hispanic-Americans and the list goes on and on. The whole process can be kind of divisive, but past discrimination and mistreatments based on race and national origin have have yielded this crop of prideful hyphenations. We also now have gay-Americans, lesbian-Americans, differently enabled-Americans and what ever other denominator that you would like to apply. It would be nice if we could all just be Americans would it not....said the white boy from Iowa who is an Irish-American among other things!

Whatever happens in the country that we live, we do not want this sort of hyphenation to take place in the Church. And yet it does. It was a problem in Corinth in Paul's day and it is a problem in some precincts today within our churches. We have liberal Christians, conservative Christians, born again Christians, traditional Christians, gay Christians, recovering Christians and so on. And to add to the trouble we have Calvinists, Armineans, Catholics and Baptists, and something called Unitarians for which there is no absolute definition.

It is mass confusion. Our identity in Christ should be just that. We are to be Christians. We are to be disciples (small d). We are to be followers of Christ or even Christ seekers. Let us not denominate ourselves any further than that.

Do you love Jesus? Then die to all the labels and live for Him! Let Him be your label. Put on Christ and leave it at that. Do not pigeon hole yourself OK?

I love you. Go out there and love someone else today. Remember...grace and truth people. Live in the tension between the two. And no labels. Just stop it.

1 John 3:2
Beloved, we are God's children now, and what we will be has not yet appeared; but we know that when he appears[a] we shall be like him, because we shall see him as he is

Saturday, October 24, 2015

Messy Grace: A Final Review

I have finished Caleb Kaltenbach's book, "Messy Grace". I need to read it a couple more times. He is unflinching in his devotion to God's truth, but he is also unflinching in his grace, kindness and love for people that are suffering from sin's temptations and entanglements. His emphasis in the book is on the LGBT community both inside and outside the Church and how to deal with it on Christ's terms - grace and truth.

I know that some of you are thinking, "there are 'mo's inside the Church?" Yes brethren there are homosexuals in the church, in our Bible colleges, campus ministries and on and on and on. Deal with it. God loves everybody, even the self righteous. I'm sure you will get into heaven too. (;^)

Caleb's perspective is unique among pastors. Both of his parents are gay/lesbian. He grew up in the gay community. His mother took him to gay pride parades when he was a child.  He witnessed first hand how Christians would mistreat LGBT people. He saw the outright hate and judgement. This caused him to empathize with and love gay people from an early age and despise Christians for their hateful attitudes.

Later, in his teen years, he set out to disprove the Bible since it seemed to be the source of all the "Christian" hate. He started going to an evangelical church. He joined a youth group, but all of his efforts were turned against him. He had fallen in with a loving bunch and God used them to bring Caleb to a knowledge of the truth and Caleb came to accept that and much more. He became a Christian and later a pastor.

My favorite part of the book was when he had to "come out" to his gay parents as Christian. The irony of it is just incredible. It made me think of all those TV shows, movies and books from the 70's where a character comes out as gay to friends and family. The reactions were completely the same for Caleb, but the issue was completely different. It was funny and sad all at once. But everything eventually worked itself out. If you read the book, and I do recommend that you do so, you will see what I am talking about.

The overriding message of the book is that we have to live in the tension that exists between grace and truth as Jesus did - with everyone. He defines that tension as love. We must maintain the biblical standard as regards sin, but we must also love and embrace sinners when they come seeking Jesus. We all started there. We should be able to understand it. We do it for adulterers, pornophiles, drug abusers, fornicators, liars, gossips, haters and even murderers and the self righteous. Why can we not do it for LGBT folks?

Good question.     

Caleb says we can do this. I agree with him. I think this can be done with some education or maybe re-education and some real life examples of people that love Jesus, enjoy a successful Christian life, but also deal with same sex attraction. If you are thinking they are not there, "not in my church", well Christian, buckle your seat belt and put your tray in the upright and locked position and prepare to learn otherwise! Our plane is full of all kinds of people just waiting for God to fully integrate them into His Church. LGBT folks are just a few of those passengers. Let's move them out of coach to first class and love them like everybody else....OK?

Read the book. You will see what he's talking about. The practice of messy grace will give you what might seem like a messy church, but it will be an open an honest one. No more facades of perfection that look like well groomed cemeteries. Broken people alive and growing in Christ onward to full maturity. There's a concept.

Easy to talk about; maybe hard to do. What do you think? Can we love that much? Maybe not now, but we can learn to love like that. So I am told. Ya, it's an issue for me too and it really comes from a strange place which someday I may explain to you. That day is not today dear reader, suffice it to say that sometimes loving yourself is hard too.
 
Get the book. Share its biblical message with others in your church. The field is ripe for the harvest but the workers are few (and it seems like no one wants to go to this field).   

Thursday, October 22, 2015

Mark Twain Knew

He's right...

What Do You Want?

We live in a strange world; one where you can get just about anything you want if you have the desire and the means and the energy to follow through. This was not so true in ancient times. Getting a leg up on the competition was not easy. There were "glass ceilings" for just about everyone at every level of society except those at the very top. It was, most of the time, very hard to get what you wanted, at least in the material sense.

In Jesus' time, in the Roman world, there were many people searching for the things they wanted. Among the Jews, there were people searching for the Messiah and signs of His arrival. It's in that setting, at the beginning of the gospel of John, Jn 1:35-39, that Jesus has the following conversation.

35 The next day John was there again with two of his disciples. 36 When he saw Jesus passing by, he said, “Look, the Lamb of God!”
37 When the two disciples heard him say this, they followed Jesus. 38 Turning around, Jesus saw them following and asked, “What do you want?”
They said, “Rabbi” (which means “Teacher”), “where are you staying?”
39 “Come,” he replied, “and you will see.”
So they went and saw where he was staying, and they spent that day with him. It was about four in the afternoon.

That is always the question of the day isn't it? What do you want? 

For me, the answer has always been hope and peace. Jesus has been the only one that has been able to help me with my goals. It has not always been so. In the days when I did not know him well, we had disagreements. We still experience conflict from time to time and it usually comes down to my lack of faith and trust. Sometimes I lack the willingness to do the things He wants me to do because I am scared or I lack information or I do not fully trust the people in whose hands He has placed me. People get banged up in this life, even within the Church, and trust is the first thing that goes out the window. 

I am naturally skeptical. I am always looking for ulterior motives and hidden agendas. I wonder why that is? Maybe that's because I have seen so much of that in my life. You never see what's really driving people until a plan comes to fruition.

My thought is that I need to give up the skepticism about people. If I get burned, so be it. It's not like that never happened to Jesus now is it? Jesus loved despite the fact that He knew He would be betrayed and His own people would kill Him.

I guess what I am getting at is that if I give up the skepticism and distrust, let the chips fall where they may and become vulnerable to whatever happens, then maybe I will find what I want. I have the hope. I just need the peace. I did not find the hope in others - not my peers in the world or even in the church. I found my hope in Jesus. I will also have to find my peace there. 

Hope and peace does not come from other people. The only source of those things is the Messiah! If there was one thing that He could count on, it was the fickle nature of His people. Why should I expect it to be any different for me? And further to the point, what about my own fickle nature? How many times have I not been what others were looking for - or what Jesus wants me to be? 

Ghog needs to get over his bad self and start living in the tension that he talked about yesterday - the tension between grace and truth. 

I hope I'm ready to do that. I'm kind of old to start with, but we will see how it goes.

Onward into the fog.     

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Grace and Truth

I started Caleb Kaltenbach's book, Messy Grace, on my Kindle last night. I have to say that I am already impressed with it. It is set up so that you can use it as a lesson book. It's got questions at the end of each chapter. I am already thinking about ways I would teach it. I don't suppose that will ever happen in my present environment, but I am definitely going where God takes me with this.Things are changing in my life right now. I am in a "who knows what's going to happen" mode. We will see. This is not what I am writing about today.

In the book, Caleb talks about grace and truth and how John points out that Jesus was both of these things. John 1:14 and 17: 

14 The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth. 

17 For the law was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ.

So what does that mean? It means that Jesus came with a message of forgiveness and a call to the righteousness of God. Friends, that is a big deal. That is all over the board. That is full spectrum. It covers everything about the character of God. It's not what you would call an oxymoron. These are not opposites in the real sense, but it is the reality of the situation. As Christians we long to be like Jesus, but we are a broken, bent race and so we need the grace. 

Often we set high standards for ourselves. We do not always achieve them and worse, we expect others to live by our standards (that may actually be higher than God's). We err on the side of truth and we become defensive and even hateful when others fail to live up to our standards, both in the church and in the world. The other extreme here would be living in grace all the time. Anything goes. God will forgive. If He wants me to change or stop a behavior, He will have to do it.

Both of these are examples of how not to live the Christian life. Caleb, in his book, says that we have to live in the "tension" between grace and truth, because that is what Jesus did. This is why He was the personification of grace and truth. Caleb names that tension. He says that tension is love, and I think he is exactly right. It is possible to live in grace and truth as Jesus did as long as we love. Love makes forgiveness happen and it pushes people toward God's righteousness when it is applied correctly.

A scriptural example of this is found in John 8; the story of the woman caught in adultery. There is much going on in that story, but the bit about grace and truth comes at the very end. After Jesus has defeated the attempt of the religious leaders to entrap Him, He says to the woman in John 8:10, 11,
 
“Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?”
11 “No one, sir,” she said.
“Then neither do I condemn you,” Jesus declared. “Go now and leave your life of sin.”

Do you see it there? He forgives her and He advises her to leave her life of sin. Grace and truth administered in love. 

This is where the Church needs to be. We can no longer afford to be the world's morality police. That was never our job anyway. Instead, we need to be bringing each other grace and truth in our church communities and showing it outwardly to the world with love.

As Caleb would say, we need to live in that tension between grace and truth and that tension is love.

Let me leave you with another question. Do you think that woman ever sinned again? I kind of think she did. Grace and truth in love people. Let's do it! 

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

March 31, 2017

I just came from an hour long visit with my investment counselor. I am pleased to announce that I will be retiring in March of 2017 at the age of 59 1/2.


It's amazing how something like that can change your out look on life. This is my first glimpse of life without air freight.


Free at last, Free at last. No more wandering in the desert wilderness. I will enter the promised land!




This must be what happy feels like...Wow! I should have tried it sooner!

I'm Just a Tad Cranky

I remember when there were no mobile (cell) phones. Those were good times. You had one unit that was hard wired to the wall in your house. If you were home, you answered it and it was always a real person that cared about you. There were no robocalls from politicians, storm window salesmen or mortgage vendors. But alas, the good old days are gone. Now we can be reached anywhere, any time for any reason or for no reason because we always have a phone with us. It is really annoying.

There needs to be a code of conduct. If you are driving, you must use an ear piece or be able to take calls from the radio unit in your vehicle. This morning as I was pulling out of Caribou Coffee in Pleasant Hill and a woman in her van was pulling in; the back seat was filled with yuppy larvae, and she had her phone pressed between her shoulder and ear. She was unable to turn the steering wheel quickly enough to negotiate the turn and not hit me, so she came to a complete stop to get her wheels turned, cranking with one arm. She was almost rear ended by the person behind her and she almost hit me and it was all because she had to be on the phone.

Age has been good to me. It has made me much more patient. I did not give her the universal love sign. I did not stop, get out of my truck and tell her how stupid she was. I did not smack the livin' $h!T out of her. I did not respond at all. The day will come when she will not be so fortunate. She will either be involved in an accident or someone will get out of their vehicle and share their mindset with her. I hope they are not armed. She needs to think about her kids and stop talking to her sister about how horrible her husband is.

We need phone discipline people. Whatever it is can wait until you are stopped. There is nothing that pressing!

OK. I'm, done with that now. Thanks for reading!

Monday, October 19, 2015

Carey Nieuwhof Interveiws Caleb Kaltenbach

Caleb Kaltenbach is lead pastor at Discovery Church in Simi Valley, California. He is also a graduate of Ozark Christian College in Joplin, Mo. The thing most interesting about Caleb though is that both his parents are gay. The story of his life is an interesting one. He grew up marching in gay pride parades and, as a teenager, he joined a church to disprove the Bible. That's when his life changed. He became a Christian and later a pastor. Still later in his life, both his parents, both noted Christian haters, became followers of Jesus.

In this podcast, Carey Nieuwhof interviews Caleb. Caleb tells his story in brief, but interesting fashion. Caleb also has a new book out (which I should receive in my Kindle tomorrow) on the 20th called, "Messy Grace: How a Pastor with Gay Parents Learned to Love Others Without Sacrificing Conviction".

Follow this link to the interview.

http://careynieuwhof.com/2015/04/episode33/

The interview can help you decide whether to buy the book.


Accepting The Gift

Yesterday in my second class at church, we were talking about our identity in Christ and particularly about how secure we feel in our relationship with Him. This is a big deal if you are in the faith; if you call yourself a Christian. There were a couple of people in the class and I have met many Christians outside of the classroom setting, that seem to lack the necessary security for their spiritual growth. This fear of status loss and security in the Kingdom is the single biggest thing that holds our churches back from becoming what Christ intended.

The thing I have heard most often is that, "some of the things I have done in my life are so bad, I don't know if God can forgive me".

Christian, if you are thinking this, the problem is not God forgiving you! It's you forgiving you. God did everything possible to make you His. What does John 1:12, 13 say?

12 Yet to all who did receive him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God— 13 children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God.

You are his child. If He did not love you, if you were not significant, He would never have given up His first born Son to die for your sins.

Further to the point, Paul explains it this way in Romans 5:1-11:

 Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we[a] have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we[b] boast in the hope of the glory of God. Not only so, but we[c] also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.
You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous person, though for a good person someone might possibly dare to die. But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
Since we have now been justified by his blood, how much more shall we be saved from God’s wrath through him! 10 For if, while we were God’s enemies, we were reconciled to him through the death of his Son, how much more, having been reconciled, shall we be saved through his life! 11 Not only is this so, but we also boast in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now received reconciliation.

Friends, there is no reason for you not to be secure in your salvation. You are forgiven; freely justified before God by the blood of Christ. You have no cause to fear. What you need to work on is forgiving yourself. And if God has forgiven you, what does that say about your standards? You are not God! Accept yourself as you are. He does. Your past is covered. The future is bright and full of possibilities. You are His. He will save you. If there are changes that need to be made, He will take care of it. Sanctification takes a lifetime.

If you are still doubting your status as God's child and whether He forgives you, consider this. When you refuse to forgive yourself and accept His free gift of forgiveness and salvation, what are you doing? Is it possible that you are saying to Him, "Your sacrifice was not sufficient to cover my crimes against God"?

Do not bar the door to His grace. Accept His gifts and ask for more. He loves you so much! Let me close with Paul's words in Colossians 3:15-17.

15 Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. 16 Let the message of Christ dwell among you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom through psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit, singing to God with gratitude in your hearts. 17 And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.

Let it go Christian. Love yourself and then get out there and love everyone else! Go and grow and enrich the lives of the people around you so that when they see you, they will see Jesus.   

Sunday, October 18, 2015

A Foul Mood, Work and Way Too Much Attitude

I need to talk about this some more.

This morning when I woke up, I was in a foul mood. I cannot even begin to speculate what caused it. Maybe I just did not sleep well and I was tired, but I was most definitely depressed. I really did want to cry. I have felt that way many times in the past, but usually I notice it building up. I have never just woken up out of a sound sleep and felt that bad. It felt just like someone close to me had died. I felt irreparable loss. Or maybe like someone had told me I would never walk again. I suppose I could have been coming off a bad dream that I did not remember.

It was probably just bad brain chemistry caused by something I ate. I've been eating a lot of rainbow sherbet lately...stop laughing...maybe that was it. Whatever.

Church seems to have fixed it, or maybe the Holy Spirit. He does me some favors sometimes that I actually notice. I say that because most of His work is behind the scenes in my life. I don't notice it until I look back. I appreciate that Lord. Thanks.

I should probably go to bed now. I have to go back to work tomorrow. I am dreading it. Cooped up in a cube farm with two 50 something, menopausal women that hate each other, one 70 year old black woman that will not retire and a gay guy we got from Newark. He's OK. Good worker. I'm not complaining. If he wasn't there, I would never get any vacation and he's the only one in the office that seems to be really happy all the time. Kind of puts the gay back into Gay if you know what I mean.  Truth is, he's probably the only one in the office getting any....did I say that? Sorry.

My boss is in St Louis. He hears about our office drama, but he has no clue what it's like to be trapped there day in and day out in that box among the cubes. I swear there are undeclared contests to see who can be last to answer the phone. It really pisses me off.

The best days I have at work is when I am the only one there. I always know everything that is going on with everything. There is no failure to share important information. No one drops the ball. The phone gets answered on the 2nd ring every time and no one argues with my decisions.

It's heaven.

I used to work in our office in the eastern part of the state. It was a two person operation.  I would share 30 minutes every day with the other employee and we worked together to get everything done. That office is now down to one person and it still operates perfectly because we carry some of there load in our office.

I like working alone. I suppose if the others read this, I will get to do that sooner than I care to.

Whatever...I'm saying that a lot lately.

Maybe I will wake up with something relevant to write about tomorrow.   

Dogs and Miscreants In Flathead County Are At It Again

From the Flathead County Beacon in Flathead County Montana...Chickens are dying and no one is doing anything about it! Excerpts from the Policeblotter! The call at 4:09 would indicate that Bruce Jenner is in the vicinity.

8:03 a.m. An irritable dog with a reputation of bad behavior was on the run and threatening the welfare of child-sized residents on Willow Drive.
8:56 a.m. Five chickens lost their lives to an ambitious husky on Lore Lake Road.
10:14 a.m. A woman on Cooperative Lane reported that someone left her sister’s stolen backpack on porch with a creepy note that read “you are pretty… call alone.”
10:30 a.m. Six dogs were barking on East Cottonwood Drive.
11:06 a.m. A resident on Highway 93 South reported that someone dumped lawn chairs and other trash in his garage last night.
11:52 a.m. A resident on East Cottonwood Drive reported that the neighbor man threatened to harm his dogs. Apparently, he was upset over their barking problems.
12:30 p.m. A Kalispell man reported that his wife was “taken” by her mother yesterday.
1:11 p.m. A Kalispell man complained that he couldn’t work out in his yard because of the neighbor’s dog and its intense interest in his activities.
2:13 p.m. Hundreds of fluorescent light bulbs were found in a ditch along Mcmannamy Draw.
2:33 p.m. An eight-year-old boy was seen driving a red Toyota down Main Street. Apparently, he was not doing a good job.
4:09 p.m. A woman called from Evergreen to report that a man carrying a purse was walking along Highway 2 East screaming profanity into his phone.
8:24 p.m. A Columbia Falls man complained that the neighbor’s dogs frequently enter his house through the doggy door and help themselves to his dog’s food. Apparently, they also visit his in-law’s house via their doggy doors.


I Can't Quit

About 5 minutes after I said I was signing off for awhile, I began to feel bad. I think I may have some kind of electronics addiction. Whatever it was, I am feeling better now, but it was almost like someone had died this morning when I got out of bed. I was seriously depressed, crabby and sad and I wanted to cry.

I know. Why should today be any different? Right?

Seriously though, I feel much better.

Going to church helped immensely. The fellowship of the two Classes I taught today and the uplifting service did much to raise my mood. Maybe it was just seeing and sharing with friends, but I do feel better now. I am also blogging again so the combination of the two should be enough for me to be ready to go back to work tomorrow.

There will be some people that will be PO'd too. I just decoupled the blog from Google+ and so they will have to find me all over again. I apologize, but I think Google+ was skewing my numbers. If I lose page views after dumping them, I will know for sure. I was getting page views from Linux operating systems. These are usually corporate or government computers. They would sweep the blog posts with their scan. At 0700 in the AM, I would get 40 page views all at once. It was just weird. I do not know who would do this or why, but I hope that dumping Google+ will help that. Blogger is also a Google platform, so the issue may persist. We will see. I may have to move the blog.

Anyway, for good or ill, I am back. Can't seem to quit. It's like nicotine addiction with less deleterious effects. I just can't quit. 

Thursday, October 15, 2015

I Quit

I'm done blogging for awhile. I will be back soon I'm sure. I am behind in many things. Got to get them caught up. See Ya Soon!

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Dad's Having An Episode

Dad is really out it of it tonight. He thinks that the people on TV are in the house. He says he recognizes them. They are the "Cleanse Aid guys" from the dairy. He has been all over the upstairs and downstairs looking for them. He went outside with his flashlight and the dog to look for them. I let him go and advised him to report back. When he came back in, I asked him if he found anything. He said, "are you trying to  make a fool of me?". I said "no" and told him it was his disease. He has finally settled down and the dog is back in the house. If he goes to sleep, I think I will go to bed.

He also said several times tonight that he was going to go home. Each time I had to break the news that he was already home. He was definitely going somewhere. He took all the stuff off his coffee table and put it in a box. I think he may have been talking about going to Grandma and Grandpa's place. If he ever found his way there, it would be quite a surprise. It's gone.  It was just last week that he asked me if either of them were still alive. It's been 15 years since Grandpa died and 16 for Grandma. 

He did not go out into the garage or try to drive anywhere. And I do have an advantage in that he wears out easily. I think he finally went to sleep.

When he went out and got on the mower today, he did an excellent job mowing. You would not think that anyone that could mow like that was bat shit crazy, but he is. Alzheimer's is the weirdest disease. Tomorrow he will not remember any of this and he will wonder why all his stuff is in a box.

Lord, you need to take him home. He misses Mom so much. He goes to the graveyard every Sunday. He does not deserve this. He did the best he could with what you gave him for all of his life. Please at least calm his mind. I hope he does not sense what is happening to him. He needs your help Lord. There is only so much I can do for him. Please help. We both need you right now.  I love you. In Your Name, Amen.

I Feel So Used

I am supposed to be on vacation. I had to go to work yesterday. It was not for very long, about an hour and a half, but it's just the idea. I was thinking, what would they have done if I had been 1000 miles away? What will they do when I'm not there at all and the company does not replace me?

It's nice to be indispensable, but it can get on your nerves after awhile. Everyone in my office is of an age where family emergencies and frequent doctor appointments are more than common. I am not exempt from either of those, but I always try to communicate what is going on if I have to leave. I recognize that the world does not revolve around me - (unless you know me and think, "he thinks the world revolves around him").

I suppose it's OK. I will get over it. Uninterrupted vacation is nice, but I will take what I can get. It's better than last year.

I believe I will go fishing again today. I might take some live bait with me this time. My shoulders hurt from casting the artificial stuff repeatedly. Carrying a minnow bucket will not help that though I guess.  I do like getting some sun, even with the burn, it feels good on this old body.

At some point, I am going to have to get out the work laptop and go through my emails before I return. I also need to write some reviews for the employees. They will be blessed. I am in a good mood. I seem to care about them. Hard to imagine, but I do.

I actually care about many things, some I should not. I have a concern about what others think of me. Up to a point, that's important, but there are times when that should not be relevant, even when you love the people involved. There are things they need to know and sometimes there is no nice way of saying them. Perhaps "nice" is not the proper word. How about delicate? OK. Sometimes I spend way too much time trying to be politically correct, both at work and at church.

Getting to the point is sometimes appreciated, sometimes not.

When people have agendas or are impulsive, sometimes they cannot be stopped with anything less than blunt, brute force resistance. That may actually be what they are throwing back at you. So be it. In their face it will be.

As a friend would say, it is what it is.
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I just read this to myself and I seem to be all over the board this morning. Undisciplined random thoughts. I think that means I am too relaxed. That's what I need! Some stress to make me organize my brain before it becomes a mass of oozing, emotional jellies that vacillate from subject to subject without proper conclusions.

Nah...

I'm going fishing.  

Monday, October 12, 2015

Life in the Slow Lane

Just some random thoughts from the last two days.

I've been enjoying my time off. Next Monday it will be back to work though. I am not looking forward to it. I think it might be time for me to pack it in and find something that takes less out of my day. I have things I would rather be doing and who knows how much time left to do them.

Going fishing for a while again this morning.

Sunday was fun. I got to teach two different classes. My regular 8:00 class was enjoyable as always. Then, after church, I taught another class. I thought it went well despite the fact that many showed late and some did not show at all. I guess they thought the substitute would not be worth the trip. I understand that mindset, nonetheless, many came and we had discussion. It's tough to get people to talk and think when they are used to being spoon fed. How to get people out of that pattern is a challenge. There are some teachers that do not like a lot of discussion. Their approach is to say, "here is what you should think. Please do not depart from it and you will be all right." For myself, I like to challenge the class to think; to talk about their spiritual journeys, the victories and the not so victorious moments. This kind of thing brings healing to the soul and creates a kind of purposeful, practical kind of fellowship within the body. A liver cleanse for the soul. If you don't know what that is, that's OK. Just consider it an enema for your liver. I will not say more.... You are welcome! 

Teaching someone else's class is like riding someone else's bicycle. It takes some getting used to. You have to learn the quirks of the bike and you have to be more prepared for surprises. I imagine the class felt the same way about their replacement teacher. I did very much enjoy doing it though. It was a new group of people that really don't know me all that well and so it was a good interaction in that sense.

Church was very good yesterday. There was a girl that recited the entire 12th chapter of Romans. I admire her discipline. We will need people like that when the Bible is illegal. The best part is that she recited it in such a way that you could capture the meaning of Paul's words. It was not boring.

The sermon was excellent. We are fortunate to have a Spirit driven preacher that is not above educating us or rethinking old patterns of belief. He is refreshing to listen to. I look forward to hearing more about not conforming to the world and being transformed. This is what the Church in general needs. Transformation. We are coming into a new age in the outside world that will not tolerate us. We will need to change, to transform our approach to survive the coming persecution. Church as usual will not be in the offing. I know Paul was talking more about transformation of our individual spiritual characters, but really, so am I. I could go on about this, but I want to go fishing now. Try to have a good Monday.     

Saturday, October 10, 2015

Rest

I am tired. I am not physically tired, but I am tired nonetheless. I am mentally and spiritually drained. I'm exhausted. That's why when I was studying the Scripture for tomorrow's lesson, I ended up in tears.

In Matthew 11:28-30 Jesus says this:

 28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

Jesus is the only thing that really brings me comfort, peace and rest right now. For the Christian, I know that this is the way it should be all the time and maybe that's what He is trying to bring me to. I have to say that it is not always that way for me. I am not always at peace, I do not always feel the sense of rest. The burden's of life just bog me down sometimes. I forget from whence my real rest comes.

The really odd thing about this passage is that just as He says He will give me rest, he advises that I should take His yoke. He says it's easy and not so burdensome. I apparently do not understand what real burden is. Either that or I'm just not doing it right. There is always that possibility. When you're wearing a yoke, you are supposed to be under the control of the one doing the farming. Sometimes I resist the controls built into my voluntary yoke. I guess when I do that, I should expect pain to be the result.

Giving up control is hard if you are still a bit wild and undomesticated. I am not your average old ox. I kick against the goads frequently. Hence the pain.

What do I need to do to plow a straight furrow? I don't want to think about it. (There's a joke there if you know me.)

What I think is that I should go to bed. Some physical rest couldn't hurt.

I also need to re-access my yoke situation and proceed from there. Maybe I'm not wearing it correctly. I don't know. He makes it sound easy. It all feels more like taking up my cross. That makes more sense with regard to the pain. It also leads to death. 

Oh well. I was looking for a life when I got this one. If I lose it for the right reasons, maybe I will find another one that has some rest in it and a properly fitting yoke?

That might be the point; dying to live for Him and finding rest in that.

Knowing a thing and doing it are quite different.

Just thinking out loud here. Have I lost you yet? Probably. It's okay. You are not broken like I am, so you would not understand. Ignorance can be bliss.

Did you know that once you get your yoke you can't take it back? If you do, there is hell to pay and I mean that literally.

Another good reason to get to plowin'. 

Tomorrow is Sunday. Another day to act all normal and ok and keep up appearances. 

I need to rest. Good night.    

Thursday, October 8, 2015

The Prince of Peace

You can run, but you cannot hide. You cannot escape Jesus when He is in full pursuit of your soul. He does not settle for a separate peace on your terms. He wants it all, and there is no real peace until He gets what He wants. He did not come to bring peace anyway. He is at war with the powers of this dark world and in that fight, you are either for Him or against him. There is no mediated middle ground or safe place from which you can watch. In Matthew 10:34-39, He explains his purpose and it is not a position of unity. It is divisive and decisive.
 
34 “Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I did not come to bring peace, but a sword. 35 For I have come to turn
“‘a man against his father,
    a daughter against her mother,
a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law—
36     a man’s enemies will be the members of his own household.’[c]
37 “Anyone who loves their father or mother more than me is not worthy of me; anyone who loves their son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me. 38 Whoever does not take up their cross and follow me is not worthy of me. 39 Whoever finds their life will lose it, and whoever loses their life for my sake will find it.

In ancient Hebrew society, family, faith and politics was everything. If you stepped out of any of those areas in any rebellious way, it was a major problem for everyone involved. If you refused to return to the positions of your people, the family would hold a funeral for you and you would become dead to them. There were no options. Submit or lose everything.

Jesus asked those that would be His disciples to risk this kind of loss. Faith in Him would require much in terms of personal behavior. Those things once considered important and all powerful in this life would be set aside for the cause of Christ. This would and did bring division wherever the Gospel was preached. It brought persecution. It could even bring death.

What Jesus said in verse 38 about failure to take up the cross, burns through history as the ultimate sign of commitment. In the 21st century we look back at those times like it was some kind of movie make believe. It was anything but make believe. We adorn our rear view mirrors with crosses. We hang them around our necks and wear them on our wrists, we even tattoo them on our bodies, but we do not really understand what it is we do. 

The cross is not, correctly speaking, a symbol of Christianity. It is an ancient execution device that the Romans, in their time, used to great effect to curb crime and rebellion against the state. It was both a symbol of shame and a symbol of fear. To take up your cross in the Roman world, meant certain death. You were only.going to one place if you had a cross on your shoulder and you would never be coming back from that place.

Unless you were Jesus! 

This is the kind of commitment that Jesus requires of those that would be genuine disciples. It's a commitment to accepting a life of suffering and violence if need be. It is choosing Him over family and friends and personal political viewpoints. It is a way of life.

Do we really get that as His Church today? Are we the 'June Cleaver' bride that works quietly in the home, doing the hoovering in high heels and pearls? Or are we the bride that works side by side with her husband, getting dirty and sweaty and making sure that the kids know Him too in a way that will last a life time?

Where is your cross? Is it around your neck done tastefully in gold, or is it on your shoulder for all to see?

You see what I'm getting at Christian? Jesus was not playing games. We should not be doing so either. 

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

A Busy Week

It's been a busy week at The Daily Ground Hog. It seems that the whole world is watching. I just wanted to say thanks for coming.

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David's Psalm - The Imperials





I cannot get this song out of my head. It just keeps
repeating over and and over again. The truth of it impales me on the
sword of the Lord. Whom shall I fear? No one.



Give it a listen. It's a little old fashioned, but it is pure truth.

Thursday, October 1, 2015

It's Thursday

I suppose you already knew that. I wish it was Friday at about 8 PM. If it was, I would be ramping up to two weeks off. It will eat up the last of my vacation if all goes well. There are things at work that could interrupt it. Office workers that do not play well together when the boss is away. New business. Old business. And so it goes. This is my life.

I want to get some fishing in before winter. I don't need a lot, unless of course I do, in which case I will. I want to wrap up the yard work which I ignored all summer. I want to get Dad's lawnmower running for the few last mows. And I need to study and write in further preparation for the Storm that I sense is coming. I can't elaborate on that. My sky may clear. My personal weather becalmed. I hope so. The Lord of personal storms is with me. Whom shall I fear?

I have a sense of anticipation for some reason. Something good is going to happen. It may not be for me; that too remains to be seen. I am, as my friend Gary says, morose, having a sullen and gloomy disposition. This too will pass. It is being worked out, probably in more writing here.

Despite my morosity, I will be victorious. My spirit is currently under guard. He is with me. What more can I say. I need to go to work.

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

A Psalm of Thanksgiving

You have overshadowed  my life with your Spirit
You have insulated me from disaster
You have strengthened my spirit through trials
You have brought peace in the midst of my humiliation

I have felt your nearness though your home is beyond the stars
You walk with me though I do not see you
You help to bear a load that I could never have carried alone
Without you I am nothing and yet you love me just the same

You take up the prayers of those that love me
And answer them by protecting me
You have saved me from myself more times than I can count
My debt to you I cannot repay except in love and loyalty

You are my Lord and my God, my Savior and my friend
I thank you and praise Your Name for caring about me
I love you and fear you and I am fascinated by you
I would know your mind if I could do so and still live

Your peace is like no other
In the midst of turmoil and discontent you make me think
In the midst of fear and doubt you bring me calm
I know that I do not walk alone

There are times I swear I can hear your voice
You soothe me with words I cannot repeat
You send me dreams and fantastic thoughts
You put words in my mind so I can write them down

Your breath in my mind is subtle and sweet
It brings tears of joy and release and salvation
To know that I am yours
To know there is nothing and no one that can change that
This is why I never want to be free of you

Long ago you demolished my soul
You rebuilt me from the rubble
I am stronger now, though weaker of will
And my weakness brings your grace and your power
My strength you use to the benefit of others

As it should be
I am your child
I love you Lord
I will see you when I get home

Monday, September 28, 2015

Ode To My Physician

I went off to the doctor, I'd not seen him in awhile
A prescription I was needing to maintain my lifestyle
He said, "so what else is there, that I can do for you?"
Then I went complainimg; You could see I wasn't through

"There's pain in my neck; it's getting worse as you can see "
So I asked the doctor, 'Doc, what ever can it be?'
He said that it was 'Arthur' if you know what I mean
I said 'I really hate him, is he some kind of fiend?'

He said, "you see it is old age, that stiffening condition
Who knows now why it happens, I have no premonition
But I know this from git-go; there is nothing you can do
Just take a couple aspirin; some at 1, and some when due."

Doc then said,  "you are fat both inside and out.
You need some statin pills so you will not stroke out"
I said, 'Now do I really? How can this ever be?"
"I think that I am fine; so depart you wretch from me"

These words did not please him, not one little bit
He looked at me in anger; I thought that he would spit
He threatened me with death from my fattened condition,
And advised me to give up on my rotten disposition

I said, "but all these pills, they will cause me much more pain
In my joints and in my muscles, the pain will be insane.
My memories will die; I will forget my life is hard
I surely will be like some kind of geriatric tard"

"I have read upon the Net that the cure, it is much worse
That the statins they are wicked and the lipids not a curse.
How is it you can prescribe all these pills for me?
Can I just remain from these pills, remain completely free?"

The good doctor grinned and said, "now here, you must take these,
One every day at morn with the lowest dose now please
It should drop your lipids quick; and soon you'll surely see
Just how happy it will make us both; both you and me"

"You will live much longer now with no heart attacks
For it is my job do this; It is I that sees to that
You may have pain for real in your muscles and your joints
But you will live much longer, will that not bring me points?"

I said, "Doc, is there nothing here but this that I can do?
Like a decent high carb diet and some low fat foods?
Maybe exercise in bits would surely not kill me
I could walk and I could run to slow all this you say will be"

But the MD said that this regime would not be enough
That only statin pills could prevent all this bad stuff
So now I'm in a quandry. I don't want to obey
But if I do not do it I receive all his dismay

With death at my door, I took up his prescription
He smiled and said "now son you're making good decisions"
I smiled back so kindly, but in my mind I sure did not,
Think that I'd be taking any of his miserable lot

To cure this that's no bother does not seem right to me
It's crazy, lame and silly, but I just can't make him see
If it's not broke, please don't fix it, it should be left to be
Can he not just let it go and then go and have some tea?

My neck is what hurting and he doesn't seem to care
But he'd have me take these meds that my body cannot bear
For my pain he says there's nothing at all that he can do
But for phantasmic lipids, he can make me come unscrewed

These meds that he gives me, they are what is called statins
I'm sure that they are all quite heavily in patent
Money they will make for the huge drug companies
Still people will drop dead while attending symphony

His pound of prevention pills, it just staves off the cure
I'm not gonna take them, and of that you can be sure.
You ask, do I choose death? Am I taking a big gamble?
I say, then it's off to heaven, that I'll sure be soon amble 

So does it mean anything? My life's quality?
You can bet your statins and your medical degree
I will lose some weight my friend. I surely will do that
But you can take your pills and you can feed them to your cat

I will move my LDL on to the lower numbers
So he can't make a case for death become my slumber
Then I will say to him, "you see I did not die,
I'll die in my own time and this is not a lie"

He will say that if I took the pills that he did so prescribe
I would live much longer, this would be his diatribe
I know you cannot argue with a doctor I have tried
He wants to push his pills and to also keep his pride

So I will let him think that I took all of his pills
Deceit will be my plan while I try to cure my ills
It is said that when a man tries to be his own MD
He has a fool for patient; I guess that would be me

Friday, September 25, 2015

Our Long National Nightmare Is Over

From the New York Times:

 WASHINGTON — Speaker John A. Boehner, under intense pressure from conservatives in his party, will resign one of the most powerful positions in government and give up his House seat at the end of October, throwing Congress into chaos as it tries to avert a government shutdown.

Johnny Boy has betrayed his party, his government and the people of the United States. He has sold us out time and time again to the very interests that would destroy our nation. It is long past time that he take his toys and go home. He is a traitor and should be tried...or maybe sent to Guantanamo. He has done us more damage than the Taliban. In a less civilized time, the tar and feathers would be at the ready.

It's my Party and I'll cry if I want to...
John, why don't you leave early, like now. I long for the wheels of government to come to a screeching halt. Stop the presses, pull the plug and throw the wooden shoes into the machinery (sabu). Shut the government down. See if anyone notices. I bet they don't. We don't need you John. Go Home.  

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

The Horned One

I would say it's just a coincidence, but it happens frequently and perhaps it's intended to be subliminal. Whatever the case, I've believed it was true since 2008.

"Please allow me to introduce myself..."
I'm not feeling the sympathy
It's possible, and I know the guy in white in the first pic is probably the false prophet. They sort of go together. We will know for sure next year. If he declares martial law and cancels the elections in 2016, I think we can call it. And who could blame him considering the slate of available candidates?

The devil is always in the details.

The Day of the Lord

 
Today is September 23rd, 2015. For many evangelical nut jobs and preppers, today marks the end of the world or at least the beginning of the end. Sunday night, September 27th will mark the 4th blood moon in an unusual tetrad that is occurring during the Jewish high holidays. I will let you Google all of that if you don't know what I'm, talking about and if you don't want to know, who can blame you.

Lest I come off as a scoffer, just let me say that if Jesus comes back today or on a day of absolutely no historical significance, it makes no difference to me. I will ascend to my place either way.

Having said that, there is what will really happen today according to Cultured Vultures.

What will really happen on September 23rd? Here are some things we can be fairly certain of:
WASHINGTON, D.C.: The Pope will perform an afternoon mass after meeting Obama and parading around in his ‘Pope mobile’.
MAUI, HAWAII: The film Pixels will be aired at Maui Megaplex cinema. That ought to be tragic, for sure.
SIMA KADE, SOUTH AFRICA: SkyFest will begin. People will do yoga and celebrate their spring equinox.
MILLVILLE, NEW JERSEY: It’s ‘Art and Wine Night’ at Southwind Vineyard. I like your style, Millville!
HURGHADA, EGYPT: Eid El-Adha celebrations will take place at Soma Bay beach.
MANCHESTER, ENGLAND: James Bay will be performing at the O2 Apollo.
BOGOTA, COLOMBIA: Cat Mojo at the Jorge Eliecer Gaitan theatre. Learn the innermost workings of the mind of a cat. I feel like many people would be gutted to miss that.
SITGES, SPAIN: You’d be forgiven for thinking the world was ending here as the deafening Santa Tecla festival takes place with drums, fireworks and streets packed with people.
TOKYO, JAPAN: Autumn equinox celebrations. I predict a swift rise in rates of sake consumption.
GLOUCESTER, ENGLAND: Scotland will face Japan in the Rugby World Cup. More sake, anyone?
What will not happen on September 23rd?
The apocalypse. Sorry.

Now I will give you the fact that the Pope is in the US, at the White House no less, and this a bit concerning, but really, why would he come here for the end of the world? Better bomb shelters? I don't know. If it happens, it happens.

The real question is, are you prepared to meet Jesus Christ when He does arrive? Keep in mind, He will be returning as a judge on the great and terrible day and not the Prince of Peace. Time will be up. You say you don't believe? OK, but I think you need to be sure. That's all I am saying. Peace to you my friends. Maranatha!!!

Monday, September 21, 2015

The Biggest Secret of the Afghan War - Did You Know This???

From the New York Times, Joseph Goldstein

"Rampant sexual abuse of children has long been a problem in Afghanistan, particularly among armed commanders who dominate much of the rural landscape and can bully the population. The practice is called bacha bazi, literally “boy play,” and American soldiers and Marines have been instructed not to intervene — in some cases, not even when their Afghan allies have abused boys on military bases, according to interviews and court records.
The policy has endured as American forces have recruited and organized Afghan militias to help hold territory against the Taliban. But soldiers and Marines have been increasingly troubled that instead of weeding out pedophiles, the American military was arming them in some cases and placing them as the commanders of villages — and doing little when they began abusing children.

“The reason we were here is because we heard the terrible things the Taliban were doing to people, how they were taking away human rights,” said Dan Quinn, a former Special Forces captain who beat up an American-backed militia commander for keeping a boy chained to his bed as a sex slave. “But we were putting people into power who would do things that were worse than the Taliban did — that was something village elders voiced to me.”

The policy of instructing soldiers to ignore child sexual abuse by their Afghan allies is coming under new scrutiny, particularly as it emerges that service members like Captain Quinn have faced discipline, even career ruin, for disobeying it."


Forgive me, but my first thought is "WTF".

This is unbelievable. Child molestation in Afghanistan is OK because it's a cultural thing? We should leave them alone? Look the other way?

First, I do not know how this kind of behavior becomes cultural or pervasive in a given society and I do not care. If there are worse things than say abortion in this world, then this has to be it. Our troops have to be the closest thing to law and order in that country right now and they are not even allowed to help the helpless? There will be literal hell to pay for this kind of moral failure on judgement day and I am not talking about the molesters (though it won't be so good for them either). We are in a position to stop and even change this behavior and we do nothing. We let it happen. We can save the Afghans from the Taliban, but we cannot save their children from their adults.

This is incredible to me. I do not know how the Afghans can live this way, allowing this sort of thing to happen, but neither do I understand how the US military can let it go on. Looking the other way is the same as approval in my book. Y'all are going to hell. I hope you know that.

I hate our government. Go read the entire article.  

Friday, September 18, 2015

58

It is the day of my nativity.

On September 18, 1957 at about 3 AM a star appeared in the east, my mother was in Mercy hospital in Des Moines, Iowa completely sedated, and I was pulled from her womb the hard way, screaming bloody murder and demanding to know why I had been disturbed.

The doctor said, "we thought you were a tumor. How long have you been in there?

Baby Ghog said, "9 months plus two and a half weeks. I think I should be done now."

Daddy Ghog said, "If it's not tumor, I'm going back to work while you figure out what to do with that thing"

And things went down hill from there. I know what you're thinking. How could I possibly remember that right? I'm sure it went down something like that. There is nothing wrong with exaggeration for illustration purposes. Ask any preacher.

Anyhow...I am 50 flippin 8 years old. Unbelievable. I never thought I'd make it past 30. It's been a long, strange trip as I have said before. I have been so many things since that fateful day that God let me take the air for the first time. for instance, if you look at me now, you would never believe I had ever been a baby. Or a farm hand. Or a window washer. Or a Pharisee. Or a pothead. Or a nursing home orderly (that one is believable). Or a convenience store clerk. Or a gas station attendant. Or a census taker. Or a parking lot attendant. Or a truck driver. Or even an air freight forwarder....but I have been all those things.

On top of all that, I think God has finally managed to save my soul. Who would have thought that was going to happen?

And you know what else?

I have never been unemployed. I pay my taxes. My credit rating is over 800. I own property in two counties.

How can anyone say I am a failure?

Yet there are those that expected more. I am sorry, but I am quite happy with the way things turned out. It was a bit touch and go there for awhile when I was 24, but not anymore. I am outstanding in my field.
So Happy Birthday Ghog!
Should be an interesting year. Do you think I'm too old for a career change? Should I grow a pony tail or maybe get a tattoo? There are so many possibilities and so little time. I better get to work!