Here’s a true statement: 100% of eligible voters in the US breath, eat and eventually get some sleep. Yet only about 1/2 of them vote. This includes God’s people, the followers of the Lord of both this world and the next, who are clearly commanded in Romans 12 to obey their leaders (who beg people to vote). Why don’t they vote? Continue reading “Thank you, Nancy Pelosi”
September 25th, 2005
Death may not be what you think it is.
I’ve died three times now. Twice, in the first impact of a serious accident, when my life stopped and seemed to flash before me, and once, on this day, five years ago. Physically, I’m still here, but emotionally & mentally, some part of me is gone now. It’s as if I live in this world and the future world at the same time.
That first night, Beth and I didn’t get any sleep. The pain was so great that as I stared at the wall beside my bed, the seconds seem to hang in the darkness; I could count each one. For years afterwords, the pain and sense of loss was always with me, coloring everything I felt and thought. I would start abruptly sometimes, having realized that I had lived for an entire hour without thinking of the son who was gone. In the last year or two, that pain has faded, leaving something deep and in the shadows, as if an enormous depression were imprinted on my soul, like a shallow valley among the mountains. I suppose it will always be there, until I am gone, too.
“Now he is not God of the dead, but of the living, for all live to him.” Jesus the Christ, Whose tomb lies empty… Luke 20:38
This is our hope, today and every day. If God Himself declares that Andrew lives, who are we (or you) to say otherwise?
Pandora
In the myth of Pandora, all the evils of the world wait in the box, biding their time. In the reality of WikiLeaks, the whistleblowers of the world
(whose motives are unknown) wait to pour the secrets of governments into the box through a special door, which only opens for them. In this version, Pandora is an amalgam of a visible founder, unknown volunteers and the government of Iceland, which has particularly aggressive laws for the protection of whistleblowers (and, we must assume, few secrets). Pandora did slam the lid back on the box immediately after her sin, but Continue reading “Pandora”
Social- real, virtual or both?
In a recent meeting of our church leadership, the power of social media to make meaningful connections between people we know and those we don’t was brought up. Someone commented that “Our church’s new picture directory is … Facebook!”. Furthermore, this has happened quite organically, and without any set plan. We are now exploring how to make a biblical impact with social media, and this has reminded me of my own experience. Quite frankly, I am Continue reading “Social- real, virtual or both?”
Help this puppy!
Please?
Our daughter Sarah sent this heartfelt note the other day. If you know of someone who could help her, please log in and make a comment, or write to her at Sarah (at) 10thGen.org. [Replace the ” (a) “with “@” to get the correct e-mail.]
I am moving from Lookout Mountain on 6/12 to an apartment complex, and CANNOT take my dog with me.
Huckleberry is half Chocolate Lab, and half Sneaky Neighbor Dog. He is 16 months old (1 year, 4 months). He is not fixed or had any shots. He has never met a person or other dog that he didn’t like – he is VERY friendly and has lots of energy. He may not be a good fit for a family with small children. He is semi trained (come, sit, lie down, No, etc…).
He comes with a full bag of dogfood, a brush, some shampoo, a repaired leash, a choke collar, 10 feet of chain, and even a doghouse if you are willing to transport it.
I just posted an add on craigslist in the pet section, but I have already been looking for someone for two weeks now and have not been able to find anyone willing to take him. I REALLY don’t want to have to take him to an animal shelter, he’s a great dog and I really wish I didn’t have to get rid of him. Can anyone help me?
More pictures below the fold… Continue reading “Help this puppy!”
War & memory
Today, Memorial Day 2010, I went to a service by myself for the first time. For many years Mom & Dad went to the local Grove Hill Cemetery, where the the local VFW always sponsors a service, and I have gone a few times with them. For whatever reason neither went today, so I went alone. The weather was perfect, it didn’t rain, and I saw Continue reading “War & memory”
Slippers- their name says it…
“No, my left hand isn’t dangling by a thread after massive loss of blood yesterday as a result of …” That would be my answer to my brother, who had called from Calif. this morning very concerned by an e-mail he had gotten yesterday from Mom. She didn’t send it to me; I haven’t seen it; something about serious injury to my whole hand…
Remember when your mother told you to stop running around the house in your slippers because you would bust your head wide open? (You were 4 at the time; you may not remember.) I forgot; was just doing Continue reading “Slippers- their name says it…”
In Mexico We Trust
Andrew McCarthy of NRO points out something very important in this article: the brazen polemical attack on the state of Arizona by the president of Mexico last week represents something more than partisan politics. Since it was fully supported by Pres. Hussein, and thunderously applauded by the Democrats, it is clear that the very fabric of who we are as a country is under attack. Should we reward persistent, unrepentant Continue reading “In Mexico We Trust”
Sometimes, you just need a snuggle…
If they made these for humans, I would seriously think about getting one.
(Helen, our niece in England, and her hamster…)
Narrative Scroll
War has changed since Dad flew a Navy PB-4Y over the Pacific. Then, although the radio operator sometimes had contact with a base, you were still largely on your own. Now, in Afghanistan and other hotspots, there is a narrative scroll.
In WW2, more than any other war, soldiers and seaman just Continue reading “Narrative Scroll”