Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Art Class: Giotto di Bondone: Infidelity and Faith, 1306

On fidelity and faithfulness towards others and in marriage, we watched a biography of  princess Diana's turbulent life, destroyed by unfaithfulness and selfishness. 

 The type of sermon that would get most pastors handed their heads on a platter. Richard Baxter has this to say on the subject of Christian modesty in dress: "And though it be their sin and vanity that is the cause, it is nevertheless your sin to be the unnecessary occasion, For you must consider that you live among diseased souls! And you must not lay a stumbling-block in their way, nor blow up the fire of their lust, nor make your ornaments their snares; but you must walk among sinful persons as you would do with a candle among straw or gunpowder; or else you may see the flame which you would not foresee, when it is too late to quench it."

Daffodils, Hyacinths and Tulips

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Friday, March 31, 2017

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Remembering Keith Green

This evening we spent the day watching a christian die: A whirlwind of a life that jumped into faith with no reservations. How a community of Christians walk together and disciple others, live together, love one another and seek out the lost. This is how a christian lives and dies. Tomorrow we will watch the life of Princess Diana as she lived and died. One was dead before he died and the other was dead while yet, she lived. Lord, teach us to number our days that we may gain a heart of wisdom. Both died young, yet in one there seems to be boundless hope, and in the other, heart wrenching despair.


Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Art Class: Giotto di Bondone: Wrath and Temperance. 1306

Grandfather Thomas from Little Britches, James 1:19-20, Eph 4:26-31, Proverbs 2911, Proverbs 19:11, Ecclesiastes 7:9, Proverbs 15:18, Colossians 3:8, Proverbs 16:32, Proverbs 22:24. Ralph Moody learns to deal with a wrathful, difficult relative.

Friday, March 17, 2017

Corned Beef and Cabbage, Fog and Skip-Bo @ Grandma's

  • This should be called the Abigail gets lucky game; 
  • Anna is blind to the victory; 
  • Joseph is in treble clef; such 
  • Such a mess am I in

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Archaeologists Discover the Palace of Sennacherib, King of Assyria

 Biblical king's palace uncovered beneath shrine destroyed by ISIS


The Destruction of Sennacherib By Lord Byron

The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;
And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea,
When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.

   Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,
That host with their banners at sunset were seen:
Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown,
That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.

   For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,
And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;
And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill,
And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!

   And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,
But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride;
And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,
And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.

   And there lay the rider distorted and pale,
With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail:
And the tents were all silent, the banners alone,
The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.

   And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail,
And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal;
And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword,
Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Indifference by G. A. Studdert-Kennedy

by G. A. Studdert-Kennedy

When Jesus came to Golgatha,
They hanged Him on a tree,
They drove great nails through hands and feet,
And made a Calvary.

They crowned Him with a crown of thorns,
Red were His wounds and deep,
For those were crude and cruel days,
And human flesh was cheap.

When Jesus came to Birmingham
They simply passed Him by,
They never hurt a hair of Him,
They only let Him die;
For men have grown more tender,
And they would not give Him pain,
They only just passed down the street,
And left Him in the rain.

Still Jesus cried, 'Forgive them,
For they know not what they do!

And still it rained the winter rain
That drenched Him through and through;
The crowd went home and left the streets
Without a soul to see,
And Jesus crouched against a wall

And cried for Calvary.

Saturday, February 25, 2017

The Shack: Book and Coming Movie.

Lengthy, I am sorry but The Shack, the book and coming movie are awful! 

Christian best sellers these days make for very bad theology which, we are told, doesn’t matter these days. Characteristically using emotionalism and a tragic story-line to answers life’s big questions and present a god who is no God. We must leave Christian Orthodoxy behind to indulge in a movie that will utilize the visual, music and dialogue to marry our hearts to this indefensible misrepresentation of a Holy God. God is Spirit and blatantly disregarding the second commandment alone should give us reason to pause. 

Here are some of this shack’s god’s heresies: “I am not who you think I am.” “I don’t punish sin.” “ I don’t condemn most to an eternity of torment.” This god does not create institutions… cue…The Church of Jesus Christ is an institution as is marriage between a man and a woman so go figure. Today’s judges would put this god to shame because she will let the guilty go free by invoking the “mercy triumphs over justice” line out of context. This goddess is all about, I quote, “ relationships, not rules.” Oprah’s beloved myth of many ways to God does not become true just because we want it to be. Seriously, next trip you take, try this illogical thinking at the local airport. All airplanes go to Disneyland so you can board any that you like…rules, seat numbers, maps, all irrelevant. Universal-ism, the notion that all dogs, cats, people eventually go to heaven, is a pipe dream for the autonomous, egalitarian modern man to his peril. 

And so, with the producer that gave us the religious confusion that was The Life of Pi, into the Shack we go with a side of polytheism and maybe Sarah Young’s other jesus will call us out. This is a god that has to bow to the squishy feel good zeitgeist and doesn’t even know what she is or what He said, ever. Vagueness is not an attribute of The God of the Bible, it never has been. The true God wants us to know Him and goes about revealing His character, His ways and His will in the Bible…clearly.

 I don’t know what is more frightening; that the god of the Shack does not know the Bible or that this god is indeed a she. 

To enjoy the shack, let us at least admit our utter discomfort with historic Christian Orthodoxy and our epistemological rebellion towards God’s only way of salvation--Jesus.The author of the Shack is very deliberate in using narrative to serve a false and dangerous theology. He seeks not to ignore the true God but to remake a god after our own image and likeness.

Friday, February 24, 2017

Art Study: Giotto di Bondone: Envy and Charity, 1306

Song: Beloved, let us love one another, James 4:2-3, Proverbs 14:30, Galatians 5:19-21, I Corinthians 13:4, Psalm 37:1, Proverbs 24:19, Joseph and his brothers, The tenth commandment Exodus 20, I Peter 2:1-3, Matt 20:1-16, Galatians 5:26, Titus 3:3, PragerU: Don't compare yourself to others, Prov 23:17, Daniel 6:1-8, Michael Jackson's biography, Psalm 139:14, I Timothy 6:6, Hymn: Count your blessings

Monday, February 20, 2017

Will Durant: The Story of Civilization: Our Oriental Heritage

The journey humble desire to banish ignorance and pursue "...the contributions that genius and labor have made to the cultural heritage of mankind. -to chronicle and contemplate, in their causes, character and effects, the advances of invention, the varieties of economic organization, the experiments in government, the asprations of religion, the mutattions of morals and manners, the masterpieces of literature, the development of science, the wisdom of philosophy, and the achievements of art..." Will Durant.

Volume 1 should take me some fifty hours concentration so here goes...

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Saturday, February 18, 2017

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Art Class: Giotto di Bondone: Fortitude and Inconstancy, 1306

So much to talk about. Mental and emotional strength in times of difficulty, courage, Battle-hymn of the Republic, fickle, variable, moody, mutability, Galatians 6:9, Psalm 73:25-26, I Peter 1:13, Ephesians 6:10-18, James 1:17, I Samuel 15:29, Numbers 23:19, Psalms 33:11, Malachi 3:6, Shakespeare's Henry V, Damon and Pythias and on the attributes of Almighty God: Immutable.

Friday, February 3, 2017

Romeo and Juliet

Favorite Scene:
Friar LaurenceHold thy desperate hand: 
Art thou a man? thy form cries out thou art: 1990
Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote 
The unreasonable fury of a beast: 
Unseemly woman in a seeming man! 
Or ill-beseeming beast in seeming both! 
Thou hast amazed me: by my holy order, 1995
I thought thy disposition better temper'd. 
Hast thou slain Tybalt? wilt thou slay thyself? 
And stay thy lady too that lives in thee, 
By doing damned hate upon thyself? 
Why rail'st thou on thy birth, the heaven, and earth? 2000
Since birth, and heaven, and earth, all three do meet 
In thee at once; which thou at once wouldst lose. 
Fie, fie, thou shamest thy shape, thy love, thy wit; 
Which, like a usurer, abound'st in all, 
And usest none in that true use indeed 2005
Which should bedeck thy shape, thy love, thy wit: 
Thy noble shape is but a form of wax, 
Digressing from the valour of a man; 
Thy dear love sworn but hollow perjury, 
Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish; 2010
Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love, 
Misshapen in the conduct of them both, 
Like powder in a skitless soldier's flask, 
Is set afire by thine own ignorance, 
And thou dismember'd with thine own defence. 2015
What, rouse thee, man! thy Juliet is alive, 
For whose dear sake thou wast but lately dead; 
There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee, 
But thou slew'st Tybalt; there are thou happy too: 
The law that threaten'd death becomes thy friend 2020
And turns it to exile; there art thou happy: 
A pack of blessings lights up upon thy back; 
Happiness courts thee in her best array; 
But, like a misbehaved and sullen wench, 
Thou pout'st upon thy fortune and thy love: 2025
Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable. 

Friday, January 27, 2017

Thanatopsis by William Cullen Bryant

So live, 
that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. ~William Cullen Bryant~

Thursday, January 19, 2017