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Found at mm: http://maddmedic.wordpress.com/
The rotors are spinning at full speed, the manure is loaded into the trebuchet and the slack is out of the firing trigger.
Nervous? Troubled? Afraid? Don’t be. There is Someone who is thoroughly in charge. And no, it ain’t Valerie Putin or Vladimir Jarret. (Yes, you should be laughing. It’s okay.)
Deep breath. Read this and remember it tomorrow and next week. Your sanity may depend on it.
And Jesus came and touched them: and said to them, Arise, and fear not.
There are 100,000,000,000 (100 billion) stars in our galaxy.
It is estimated that there are 100,000,000,000 (100 billion) galaxies in the universe.
That means that there are 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 (10 sextillion) stars in the universe, or so I estimate.
Our sun, which we will consider an average star, burns 607,000,000 (607 million) tons of hydrogen per second in fusion reactions.
If we take the 10 sextillion stars in the universe multiplied by an average hydrogen burn of 607 million tons per star per second, we get a universal hydrogen burn of:
6,070,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 (6.07 nontillion) tons of hydrogen per second.
1 gram of hydrogen contains 602,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 (602 sextillion) atoms. Remember “moles” from chemistry class?
There are 454 grams in a pound.
There are 2000 pounds in a ton.
Therefore, there are 908,000 grams in a ton.
If we take the 602 sextillion atoms in one gram of hydrogen and multiply that by 908,000 grams per ton, we get:
546,616,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 (546 octillion) hydrogen atoms per ton.
Multiply the 546 octillion atoms per ton by the universal hydrogen burn of 6.07 nontillion tons per second, and you get:
3,317,959,120,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 (3.318 novemdecillion) atoms of hydrogen consumed every second in the universe.
Because every fusion reaction is fusing 2 atoms of hydrogen into one atom of helium (plus an energy yield), we divide 3.318 novemdecillion by 2 and get:
1,658,979,560,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 (1.659 novemdecillion) fusion reactions per second in the universe.
God is specifically and infinitely conscious of every single one of those fusion reactions because He is the cause, driver and sustenance of every single one of them. If He doesn’t will it or permit it, it doesn’t happen.
This is the same God that spends every nanosecond of your life in a state of burning, aching, consuming love for YOU. Correction. He didn’t start loving you when your life began. He has loved you FOR ALL ETERNITY. There has literally never been a “time” when He didn’t love you. This is the same God that is so desperately and – dare I say it – pathetically in love with you that He died for you. In fact, He let YOU kill Him, because that was the only way that His love could be consummated. It had to be. And He knew it had to be that way from all eternity. And He still willed you into existence and knit you together atom by atom, cell by cell, in you mother’s womb WHILE He was driving 1.659 novemdecillion fusion reactions per second – just so you could maybe look up into the night sky and see this:
The Perseus Cluster. Every point of light in this image is NOT one star, but one GALAXY.
From Ann Barnhardt: http://www.barnhardt.biz/
The sour Leftists who anoint themselves our elite:
“No wonder they hate Christianity so. Not only does it deny everything they are; it pulls the mask off them and calls them what they are and have always been – merely more fallen men sunk into wickedness.” – - Ahead of the World | John C. Wright
From AD: http://americandigest.org/
Noah: “Think Days of Our Lives meets Waterworld.”
I’ve also heard some “Christian leaders” endorse this steaming pile of heretical horse manure.
I’m tempted to accuse them of being cowardly, dumb, or dishonest, but I’ll just give them the benefit of the doubt and assume they slept through the most troubling parts — like the part at the beginning, and the end, and all of the parts in between. I’m a Christian and I think ‘Noah’ deserves a four star review | The Matt Walsh Blog
Found at AD: http://americandigest.org/
This isn’t a story about right and wrong. In the terrains of tribe and clan that the murderers come out of, whether they are raised in a village with two goats and a well or a mansion overlooking a major city; Right is power and Wrong is not having power.
A man is right because he has power. A woman is wrong because she doesn’t. A Muslim is right because he has power. A Christian is wrong because he doesn’t.
When a woman has power and a man doesn’t, the man has been dishonored. When a Christian has power and a Muslim doesn’t, the Muslim has been dishonored.
There is only one answer for dishonor, death. Kill the one who has dishonored you so that you may feel powerful again. The men with the magnifying glasses will call it extremism, but it’s so much simpler and so much more complicated than that.
The powerful need not compromise. They have honor. Those who have no power but do not compromise also have honor. The extremist does not compromise whether in power or out of it. Therefore he always has honor. The extremist is willing to die for the power and honor of Islam.
Islam is never powerless, but is always compromised in some way short of perfect purity.
Perhaps it fails to drive out all the non-Muslims and doesn’t force women to cover their eyes. Or maybe it tolerates chess and kite flying. Even the crudest Salafist finds some human norm short of total and complete extremism. He compromises and the seed of that compromise gives birth to a movement that will not compromise even on that.
Each Islamic movement carries within it the seeds of its own extremist counter-movement and that movement too will carry its own seeds of death. The Islamic revolution devours its own children forever for honor’s sake.
Absolute power corrupts absolutely. Absolute honor is the search for absolute power. A power so pure that it transcends the human means necessary to achieve that glorious end. A purity so total that it will elevate the smuggled cocaine, the rapes and murders, the torture and the broken oaths, to the golden truth that the ends of Islam justify all its mangled means.
The murderer kills because he wants power. He goes on killing for honor’s sake. When the blade slips or the victim pulls a gun, then the murderer skulks off into the night nursing his grudges and pledging that he will return or his children will return or their children, for the sake of his honor, on and on through the ages.
This is what the media calls a cycle of violence, but it would be more accurate to call it the cycle of honor.
The whole thing may have started because the murderer wanted a goat, a gold coin or a wife, but it continues because it is now a matter of honor. A moment ago the murderer only wanted a gold coin, but having failed to obtain it, he will not leave off for all the gold coins in the world. Murder transmutes the gold coin into honor. The motive no longer matters. It is all about the end now.
The more the murderer is resisted, the angrier he becomes. The failure to kill forces him to take refuge in myth. He begins inventing glorious stories of his battles complete with poems and epic battles. There are sacred deaths with drops of blood falling like jewels and doves ascending into the sky. Every man becomes a lion and every enemy a monstrous eater of children. Eventually the story becomes his whole reason for being. It is a tale that is passed down through the tribe until countless of the murderer’s descendants derive their identity from the story. Until they are all murderers.
Having been thwarted, the murderer cannot stop. The failure to kill has left him powerless, no better than a woman or an infidel. It causes him to doubt the worth of his religion and his people. It robs life of its sweetness. The only way to heal his trauma is to finish what he started. The only way for him to be at peace is to be at war.
Speak to him of peace and he will not listen, except as a ploy for finishing the unfinished murder. Peace is for the powerless. To desire peace is to admit to weakness. It is to give in to the prosaic mortality of the ordinary life. Before he began to kill, the murderer might have been satisfied with the ordinary life, but it is no longer good enough for him.
Nothing will do but the knife and the blood and the screams.
The murderer will lie about wanting peace, but he will not make peace. To lie in order to kill is honorable, but to live in peace is not honorable. Peace narrows the borders and closes off horizons. What was once a green territory that the grandchildren or great-grandchildren might overrun in a hundred years is suddenly forever lost and forever foreign.
How can he be asked to make such a terrible concession?
You might as well ask the sailor to stay on the land and the explorer to put up his feet in front of the fire. The murderer isn’t a mere murderer, he is a romantic at heart, and whether he lives in a mud hut or a tacky palace decorated with giant portraits of himself, in secret he imagines himself a sultan or an emir. And if not him, then his children or grandchildren.
The land he sits on is merely land, he wastes it for the most part. He may write poems about the beloved land, but it isn’t the land he loves, but the idea of conquering it, killing for it and dying for it. And when there is no need to do any of the three, then like an amorous adulterer of the soil he goes seeking for other lands to conquer, to kill and die for.
This is his story and the myth that governs his life. He is not a builder. In his part of the world, it is the slaves who build. It is the men who have no power and no honor who work a set schedule, lifting bricks and arranging girders.
Nor is he a farmer, that too is work fit only for serfs. He makes a decent merchant, cheating and being cheated in turn in a ritual mercantile combat. In a pinch he might be a shepherd, wandering the hills aimlessly, and watching his flock nibble the sparse desert grasses down to a wasteland, killing and eating them when it suits him like a little grubby god.
Whatever his profession, he fancies himself a warrior and the kind of war that he prefers is the raid. Village against village. Riders against caravans. Hijacked planes against skyscrapers. If he wins, then he gains honor. If he loses then he gains honor by vowing vengeance, for even the worst of losers can always hang on to his honor by threatening to kill the winners.
And that is where the murders become a mystery, at least to those detectives whose little magnifying glasses can make out the grooves on a thread, but not the distorted rage on a murderer’s face. The more they try to convince the murderer to stop, the more he kills. There is a pattern here, but unlike carpet fibers and footprints, it is not one that they can understand.
The men with the magnifying glasses want their lives back. So does the murderer. And the only way he can get it back is by taking theirs. The institution of the feud has lapsed in their world, but it is the defining one in his.
Both detective and murderer are trapped in a cycle, but the murderer has a way out. All he has to do is kill them. The detectives cannot do the same thing. There is no room in their rational world for such a crude solution.
They try to break the cycle with words. He tries to break it with bombs and bullets. And the cycle of violence continues.
Failure goads the murderer. The more he fails at killing, the more he aspires to it. On his tenth attempt he is ten times as motivated as on his first attempt. Like all people he has his ups and downs, but he always keeps on trying harder.
Each time he fails, he tells himself that the game wasn’t fair, the other side broke the rules, rigged the contest and undermined him. He spins complex conspiracies of spies and saboteurs in which the mind of the enemy is as convoluted as his, and that only fuels his outrage. How dare his victim plot so cleverly to undermine his own murder! Outraged, he spins his own convoluted plots, playing Wiley E. Coyote to an oblivious Roadrunner who is occasionally baffled to learn that he is alleged to have controlled every major public figure in the Middle East or seeded the Nile with trained sharks.
“Sure,” says the murderer. “You didn’t expect him to admit it, did you? I wouldn’t in his place.”
The murderee takes on an outsized importance until he represents every obstacle that the murderer has ever faced in his life. Whatever crimes the murderer commits, he is certain that the murderee has committed even more of them. The murderer’s dark side steps out of the shadow and takes on the role of his victim so that the act of murder becomes an act of purification that purifies nothing for the dark forces that the murderer tries to kill are still inside him even while his victim bleeds on the floor.
Eventually the murderee fills the world. Rushdie was only a minor writer until a series of random events caused his name to come to the attention of a shaky Iranian leadership looking for a scapegoat. And then Rushdie became an obsession for the Iranian regime. Rushdie filled their world. Likewise the average Muslim did not spend any time thinking about the Jews, who were always despised, but like most non-Muslims, weren’t of consequence. Having conquered their lands and their persons, they could go about ignoring them, aside from the usual thefts, murders and assorted cruelties.
But then the honorless Jews, the sons of apes and pigs, defeated armies far stronger than them. The murderers were robbed of their honor. And when the murderer is Muslim and the victim is non-Muslim, then the honor of the murderer is the honor of the whole Muslim world.
There can be no peace now. Not tomorrow or in a thousand years. Not with the Golan Heights, the West Bank, Gaza, East Jerusalem, the Galilee and the grimier parts of Tel Aviv. Nothing will do but for the murderers to finish what they started, the aborted murder, the unfinished crime and the unconsummated honor killing to end all honor killings. Nothing will do but death.
A murderer will forgive many things. You may kill his son and rape his daughter, so long as the blood price or the honor price changes hands. You may do the same with all of his many relatives and their relatives, as is so often the case in these dirty little wars that are really packs of murderers roaming and raiding, firing at each other and falling back, and then waiting for the mourning women to come out and wail over the bodies of the dead. You may even cheat him as much as you like, for he will probably cheat you worse, even while you fancy that you are coming out ahead.
But what you cannot do is take away his honor.
Do not mock the murderer’s gods, for they are his power, or refuse his hospitality, for it is how he shows that he has more than you, or make him feel small and weak. Do not give him charity or show him mercy, for no matter how effusively he thanks you, in his heart he feels the sting of the humiliation that you have inflicted on him.
Though he may smile afterward, he will never forgive you for it, the insult will go on chafing his heart until it overflows with that species of black blood that tastes of bitterness and death.
The House of Saud has never forgiven the House of Washington for helping aid its power. It draws a blood price from it every year, but it cannot rest until the House of Washington falls. So too all alliances with infidels must one day end in betrayal or death. There is no room in the green country of the horizon for two tribes to rule. Nor is there room in the inner palaces of honor with their bejeweled tapestries and arabesque curves for a helping hand. The Sultan and Emir, like Allah, can have no antecedent. Like Mohammed, he must be the final revelation of power over a powerless world.
And the murderer? He cannot sleep. The man he tried to kill has filled his world. Once he wanted gold or goats, but now it is honor he wants.
In his bed, the murderer dreams of killing a man whose who humiliated him by refusing to die. The murderer rolls over and smiles.
Tomorrow, he will kill. Tomorrow, he will regain his honor.
Unsurprisingly, the parents have a problem with this.
COLUMBUS COUNTY, NC (WECT) – A parent is speaking out after she said her daughter’s teacher rejected a rough draft of her paper. The subject, her hero, Jesus.
Heather Watts said her daughter attends second grade at Cerro Gordo Elementary School in Columbus County. Watts said the teacher asked her 8-year-old daughter Ryleigh, “can’t you write about something different?”
“I think she should have freedom to write about what she wants to write about,” the disgruntled mother said. “If she wants to write about Jesus, she should write about Jesus.”
Watts said this question is threatening her daughter’s First Amendment rights of freedom of speech and freedom of religion.
From WZ: http://weaselzippers.us/
From Theo: http://www.theospark.net/
The Prayer of Java (From the Archives of The Doctor is In Blog)
April 4th, 2008
Been quite busy of late, so I’ve resurrected an OBG (Oldie But Goodie) in lieu of actually writing something new and intelligible. Back soon, God bless.
Recently, in an e-mail exchange, Gerard Van der Leun brought up the issue of prayer, and how it was a difficult learning experience for him. Like so much in the world of web logs, a seed gets planted which starts you thinking. Well, Gerard’s been thinking — and writing — while I’ve had this post sitting in my drafts box for a month. Seems like one of those pokes in the ribs that awakens you when you’re in the blessed arms of Morpheus — and snoring…
The subject of prayer is a fascinating one for me in many ways, not only because of its effect on my life, but because — as a logical-sequential scientist by profession and disposition, I want to understand how it works — and I don’t, and I can’t. But it does. And that cognitive dissonance drives me a little nuts.
Billions of words have been written on prayer, by foolish and wise, scholarly and simple. For the secular skeptic, baptized into the random meaninglessness of a life accidental, it must seem odd — if they stop to think of it, which I suspect they rarely do — that mankind throughout eons and cultures has devoted so much time and energy to a pointless litany of words directed to the non-existent. Even among we who confess to the existence and significance of a Being higher than ourselves, prayer confounds and frustrates us, as we search for some formula, some talisman to garner the attention and blessing of the invisible, inscrutable deity.
But this does not keep us from trying. The drunk asks God to help him out of this jam, promising not to drink again. The agnostic pleads with God that the biopsy not show cancer. The unhappy spouse prays that her husband change to her liking. We pray for money, for success, for jobs, for relief from emotional agony and physical pain. We pray ritualistically, hoping that by repetition an indifferent or annoyed God will throw some crumb our way to get us off His case.
Prayer, perhaps more than anything else, reveals what we think about God and about ourselves in relationship to such deity. If our God is remote, abstract, indifferent, then our prayers will have the character of whistling through the graveyard — hoping against hope that the very act of addressing this unknown force will ward off fear of some greater evil closer at hand. If we serve an angry, judgmental power — vengeful and quick to accuse — then we will pray from fear, pleading nervously for mercy while recommitting ourselves to the required perfection we have no hope of achieving. If we worship Santa Claus, then endless lists of self-gratifying demands will appear, as we hope we have been less naughty than nice. Like nothing else, prayer reveals the smallness of our god and the poverty of our souls. It lays forth the preconceptions which rule our lives and the limits which bind us — if we will but take the time to examine them. Gerard, in his thoughtful meditation, says the following:
In fact, whole elements of religion are centered around having you find and keep a personal relationship with God. But just because you have a personal relationship with God (and you should), doesn’t mean God has to have a personal relationship with you. He is, after all, God and He’s got a whole universe to run. It’s a big place and He’s just one God and He’s busy.
Far be it from me to disparage a friend’s worldview or theology (and this is most certainly not my intent) — my own will likely be the standing joke at the Pearly Gates. But his depiction — intended to be humorous, if I read correctly (in risio, veritas?) — nevertheless strikes me as a nearly-universal presumption, a governor principle on the engine of God. This understanding of God — called theism by those who put names to God-ideas — has just never made a lot of sense to me. God — whose presumed job is to handle very big enterprises — sets out to create a spectacular universe of unspeakable complexity and beauty. At the high point of His craftsmanship, He creates a being a lot like Himself — capable of thought, reason, passion, beauty, love, creativity — and gives this creature a glimpse of the spiritual, of that which is beyond time, place, and limits, beyond the physical, in a universe without dimensions. He endows this being with a relational spirit, made whole through interaction both with Himself and with others of like kind. Having crafted such an extraordinary masterpiece, the blind watchmaker then supposedly just walks away — too busy polishing the instruments and arranging the sheet music to listen to the symphony He has created. I for one find this concept of God implausible, unfulfilling and even cruel — to say the least.
A God who can craft a universe of unspeakable vastness and beauty with but a word, who designs galaxies and gamma particles, black holes and hummingbirds, is not stressed out by its administration. We have no grasp of the infinite — after endless accomplishments, there are endless more yet to come: there is no exhausting the infinite. There is only one limit on His limitlessness: the limits I place by believing He can’t, or won’t, or is too busy, or not interested.
So what then of prayer? Is it the missing nucleotide in the DNA of evolution, as Gerard postulates? A cosmic post-it note? Perhaps, although I prefer to think of it rather differently — it is, to my mind, the coffee house of another, non-dimensional world, the spiritual world. A world not bounded by time or space, limits or liabilities. It is friends — not equals, mind you, but close, trusted friends — sitting together over too-strong brew, sharing odd thoughts, mulling questions, venting frustrations, angry, remorseful, laughing, weeping — melding hearts, two into one.
It is in many ways an odd but satisfying conversation: I speak, He listens — yet somehow I know what He is thinking, and He most surely knows my thoughts. It is decidedly non-linear. The questions I ask, the problems I present, are answered — always. But not in words, almost never at the time I speak or ask. But I know they have been answered — although the fruition, the language, the form of the answer may be hours, months, years away. It may arrive as circumstances, or in a conversation with a complete stranger in another time and place, or in an entirely unexpected — even unwanted — change of heart or inner peace about some deeply troubling or puzzling dilemma. Yet I know it is God’s answer — the answer He gave me back at that table, shootin’ the breeze and guzzling joe. It is a conversation freed from time and space — bizarre, but strangely more real than that which we unwisely and hastily call “reality.”
Now the skeptic will ask — including the skeptic in my own head — how do you know? What proof do you have that these occurrences, these thoughts, these conversations and situations, have anything to do with God? Are they not mere chance, wishful thinking, psychological crutches, neuro-endocrine surges that my highly-evolved cerebrum maps into culturally-molded thought patterns?
Of course, the skeptic’s challenge contains a presumption — one rarely recognized, in fact: that everything which exists, all that is real, can be measured, tested, analyzed, proven, and recorded. But much which is human — perhaps all which makes us uniquely human — is beyond such simple means of measurement and proof. How much does love weigh? What are the dimensions of courage? What is the deceleration velocity of a failing marriage? What color is hope? What formula predicts despair? Why does a rose smell exquisite, but a rotten egg horrendous? Sure, we can speak of neurotransmitters and aromatic organic compounds, but such things touch on the spirit, and the tools of the physical realm are wholly inadequate as inquisitors. The disciplines which come closest to addressing these matters — psychology and social science — are at best mediocre observers — and miserable failures at repairing the damaged spirit. Don’t believe this? Ask your friendly secular psychologist to explain the phenomenon of evil — then sit back and enjoy the blubbering blather of psychobabble which results. Evil will be alive and well — and wholly uncomprehended — when he finishes.
I do not point this out to dodge the question of proof, or disparage a profession, but simply to illustrate the inadequacy of physical science — or reason handcuffed by concrete presumptions — to measure the real yet intangible realm of the spirit: you cannot measure your shoe size with a Geiger counter. But the evidence is there, in abundance, if you know where to look. Medicine is near-miraculous at healing the body — and miserable at healing the spirit. We can cure cancer, but not save marriages; give you new kidneys, but not flush the impurities from your mind or the hatred from your heart. But prayer can — and does — do just that, a work far more miraculous than a wonder drug or robotic surgery. When a hopeless drunk, an avowed atheist, starts to pray out of desperation to a god he doesn’t believe in, and loses the compulsion to drink, it is an aberration; when it happens to two drunks, a coincidence; when it happens to tens of thousands, it begins to look a lot like evidence. What cure will you seek for unhappiness? (Hint: it’s not a new car, a younger, trade-in wife, or a diamond-shaped blue pill). Medicine can kill the pain, but not cure the spirit; prayer can do both.
Of course, it is not the prayer itself, but the power it unleashes, which accomplishes such things. Gravity worked the same for Cro-Magnon man as it does for a modern physicist; understanding the force changes it not one wit. But you say: I prayed for this or that — many times, even — and it did not happen: prayer does not work. And here’s the rub: the power behind prayer is not an inert physical force, but an infinitely wise and caring God. Whether you believe in Him or not, He exists, He listens — and amazingly (given our reprobate nature), always has our best interest at heart. As I look back at my own life, were I to have received a tenth of the things I asked for in prayer, my life would be an unmitigated disaster. God knows when to say “no”, where to say “wait”; He knows how to listen to what I ask for and give me instead what I really need, and truly want.
There is one secret ingredient to make prayer work: trust. Gotta have it. Can God work without your trust? Sure — the rain falls on the just and the unjust, as the proverb says. Our problem is we want to understand God before we trust Him. We want Him to strut His stuff, lightning bolts and miracles and the like, before we’ll acquiesce and maybe give Him a break. Sorry, that’s not trust — just the opposite. But God cannot be understood — even in a limited way with our most enfeebled minds — until we first trust Him. Sounds like a bum deal, a Catch-22, but that’s just the way it works. Get over it — you won’t regret it.
And one last thought in this long-winded essay: If you’re new to this prayer thing (or even not so new), start small. Praying for world peace or a cure for your cancer is fine, but a bit grandiose for starters. Pray about your misplaced car keys, finding a parking spot, the wisdom to deal with that difficult patient, or co-worker, or child, or situation. Then open your eyes, your ears, your heart for the response. You won’t hear it every time — but I bet you’ll be surprised how often you do, and you’ll learn something about God, about yourself, and in some small way about how this spiritual world works.
And set aside a little time for a cup o’ joe with God — good news is, He’s already picked up the tab.
From The Doctor is In Archives: http://docisinblog.com/index.php/2008/04/04/prayer-of-java-2/
Found at American Digest: http://americandigest.org/ which linked to this article
The Spark Gap
I’ve long had a theory about why prayers are answered, but answered rarely. I think that God, for all his omnipresence, omnipotence, and omniscience is pretty much nailed to the present as far as humans go.
Yes, I know all the arguments for predestination and preordination but those strike me as a one-way street to Dullsville even for God. If, as God, You let Yourself know everything that was going to happen everywhere for all time (Not that You couldn’t if You wanted to.), what’s the entertainment value in that proposition? Slim to none, if you ask me.
We don’t know much about God. Indeed, there are many among us who make it a point to know even less — until they are proud, damned proud, to know nothing at all. Once they achieve this brainfade, they encourage the rest of us to follow suit in a paroxysm of self-willed ignorance. Today there are fresh new scriptures attesting to this revelation. There are traveling preachers of this gospel. There are even congregations, support groups, jewelry, and t-shirts. It’s a religion. Of sorts. A religion in which you collectively as individuals agree to worship Zero, and to carry the gospel to others. Seems like a waste of life to me.
In fact, we are probably not yet wired to know much about God. If the Smart Monkey survives itself, evolution (Great and brilliant tool of God that it is.) will probably finish the deeper neural nets of our brains at some point in the aeons to come, and we will slowly come to descry the faintest shadow of a clue. About all that is. About the fundamental nature of the miracle. For the present, most of us remain in shadow, looking at the noema from without; running on the insights of the genetic spiritual sports that appear on Earth so rarely that their lives are remembered forever.
At the present time, most of what we know about God comes from assumptions built on revelations. These are backed-up with a sheaf of incomplete, poorly translated notes from chance encounters.
The Dead Sea Scrolls demonstrate that, to date, our record keeping is spotty and our storage methods poor. If you think that any future chance meetings or memos are going, in the long run, to be kept any better than the Dead Sea Scrolls, please tell me what’s on that six-inch floppy disc at the bottom of the fourth box to the left on the third shelf from the top at the back of my garage.
Nope. The problem is not knowing the will and laws of God. They are pretty simple, straight forward, and seem, for the most part, to be embedded in the cerebral cortex of most before birth. In addition, there are lots of memos in every language and no shortage of interpreters — AM/FM/SW; network and cable; 24/7/365, forever and ever, amen, can I get a witness? Even so there have to be thousands of memos that, although sent, we just didn’t get. Indeed, even working with the memos that we did get, you’d have to admit that we are very poor at carrying out the policies they announce. It probably has to do with us not being finished just yet.
To read the rest of this article go to AD: http://americandigest.org/
The eradication of Christianity from American culture and history proceeds:
A humanist advocacy group [the American Humanist Association ] has filed a federal lawsuit to remove a cross-shaped World War I memorial in Prince George’s County [Maryland], alleging the display violates the First Amendment.
The First Amendment actually protects religious expression. Next authoritarian moonbats will use the Second Amendment to justify seizing guns.
“We are certainly recommending coming up with a monument inclusive of all religious groups,” said Monica Miller, a lawyer with the association’s Appignani Humanist Legal Center.
Yet again we see that in liberal upside-down world, “inclusive” means “exclusive of Christianity.” Counting all the Americans who ever lived, well over 90% have been Christians. Dictating that Christianity can be no more in evidence than hostile alien religions like Islam is the same as excluding it.
The 40-foot-tall concrete memorial was erected in 1925 by the American Legion to commemorate the 49 men of Prince George’s County who died during World War I.
We’ll see if the government they died for will defend their memories by defending the memorial they lie under.
If liberalism prevails, people born today may live in a world where Americans know no more about Christianity — which substantially provided the foundation upon which American civilization was constructed — than they do about Zoroastrianism. Except of course they will know that it was bad.
The more you try to figure out liberals’ dedication to erasing Christianity, the more it will send chills up your spine.
On a tip from Wiggins.
From MB: http://moonbattery.com/
March 4, 2014 | Author: LAF Editor
Less than 48 hours after the U.S. Supreme Court declined to hear their case, sentencing them to almost certain deportation, the Romeike family has received a reprieve.
The Home School Legal Defense Association confirmed today that the U.S. Department of Homeland Security has granted the German homeschooling family “indefinite deferred status,”allowing them to remain in the United States as long as they want.
“This is an incredible victory that can only be credited to our Almighty God,” Michael Farris, the HSLDA attorney representing the family, wrote on the group’s Facebook page.“We also want to thank those of [you] who spoke up on this issue—including that long ago White House petition. We believe that the public outcry made this possible while God delivered the victory.”
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Found at: http://www.ladiesagainstfeminism.com/
Tracked from RR: http://www.rural-revolution.com/
Because of the Obama Regime’s refusal to enforce immigration law (and refusal to allow states to do so), illegal alien welfare colonists continue to flood the country — driving up crime and unemployment rates, sinking hospitals into bankruptcy, making roads unsafe with reckless drunk driving, and tilting the country’s demographics in the direction of the Third World. But there are some foreigners that the Regime will go to great trouble to expel — namely those who would make a positive contribution to America by reinforcing its traditional values. For example, the Romeikes:
Uwe and Hannelore Romeike came to the United States in 2008 seeking political asylum. They fled their German homeland in the face of religious persecution for homeschooling their children.
They wanted to live in a country where they could raise their children in accordance with their Christian beliefs.
They came to the right place. That is the very purpose this civilization was founded by the Pilgrims to serve.
Except now America has been fundamentally transformed — into its opposite:
The Romeikes were initially given asylum, but the Obama administration objected – claiming that German laws that outlaw homeschooling do not constitute persecution.
The German laws in question don’t go back as far as America’s tradition of serving as a haven for oppressed Christians. They date back to the Hitler Administration.
The Obama Administration approves of them whole-heartedly:
“The goal in Germany is for an open, pluralistic society,” the Justice Department wrote in a legal brief last year. “Teaching tolerance to children of all backgrounds helps to develop the ability to interact as a fully functioning citizen in Germany.”
“Pluralistic” is libspeak for “ideologically homogeneous.” Forcing all children into government schools, even against their parents’ religious principles, is intended to ensure that everyone comes out thinking the same way — the way the government wants them to think.
On Monday, the Supreme Court declined to hear the Romeike’s appeal – paving the way for the Christian family of eight to be deported.
Once back in Germany, the children will be confiscated and placed in government custody.
Obviously, our own days of legal homeschooling are numbered if authoritarian statists continue to hold sway.
When the situation gets bad enough here that the government actually secures the border because people are sneaking out instead of in, let’s hope other countries show escaping Americans more mercy than the Obama Regime has shown the Romeikes.
On a tip from Stormfax.
From MB: http://moonbattery.com/
No…this has nothing to do with “separate but equal.” Where in the world is this nonsense coming from?
This is a very tough issue though. This law in Arizona was meant to protect small business owners who do not want to offer their services for homosexual weddings because of their conflicting religious reasons. Lawyers for activist organizations and the ACLU have been filing suits against these small businesses (florists, bakeries, photographers, chapels, etc) in multiple states and activist judges have been ordering them to participate in these weddings against their will or pay fines. Now big business is trying to put the pressure on Arizona to veto the bill because they don’t want the bad PR tied to them. This is tyranny of religious freedom and is just another move of the minority to force artificial change on a free market system that would take care of the problem naturally.
Now, the takeaway is that the gay couples didn’t necessarily file these suits, the lawyers did…”on their behalf.” These small businesses aren’t necessarily turning away gay people just because they’re gay, just their services for homosexual weddings, which these business owners religiously disagree with. In a free market, if a business turns away clients, that’s their loss of revenue. The press (and gay activists) has made this out to be that Arizona businesses have been turning away homosexuals left and right just because they’re homosexuals, which isn’t true at all. And if the bill were to pass, no way would a large percentage of these large corporations pull out these states. I’d love to see the crony panderers at the NFL pull the Super Bowl or American Airlines try to pull out of the state…what a bunch of cowards.
This issue is also more widespread than just Arizona and could affect other states’ reactions. A judge should never have the power to make you offer your products or services to anyone…no matter what the reason is. Would it be fair to force a Catholic minister to perform a nudist wedding? Would it be fair to force a black photographer take photos at a skinhead wedding? Would it be right to force a recovering alcoholic to cater a reception at a bar? Unless you’re judgement is cloudy, the answer to all of these is, “no.” If the business truly is bigoted, then it should fail on its own by customers choosing not to patronize them. It is not discriminating to turn down your services if you do not feel comfortable or morally correct in doing so. That is your real civil right.
However, personally, I think Jan Brewer should veto this bill and come up with better legislation that protects these small businesses and their religious rights while keeping these blood-hungry lawyers away from pilfering them by using phony discrimination as a reason.
From RBA: http://redbloodedamerica.tumblr.com/
By: Patrice Lewis
Needless to say there are people arguing both sides of the issue, but one comment in particular caught my eye.
This commenter was responding to a mother who pulled her girls from Girl Scouts. He or she didn’t deny any supposed affiliation with Planned Parenthood; rather, he/she seemed to defend Planned Parenthood’s influence on girls. S/he wrote: “So you want to empower your girls by making sure they don’t know anything about sex, birth control or the most important decisions of their lives. Yeah. Ignorance of important topics is _very_ empowering.
You can’t have “respect for self” while your self is locked in a cage with no options. You can’t teach “respect for others” if you don’t respect them enough to give them all the facts and let them make their own decisions. And you’re not teaching “faith in God,” either, since you clearly don’t trust God’s gift of free will to them; you’re trying to take it back in case they actually use it.”
Girl Scouts aside, I found this comment astoundingly ignorant on the mechanics of raising children with faith.
By this person’s logic, we should never teach our children anything. Nothing. Zip, zilch, nada. After all, anything we teach them might interfere with their God-given gift of free will, right? So don’t teach a toddler to control his tantrums. Don’t teach children not to hit. Don’t teach kids to respect their elders. Don’t teach teens to control their hormonal urges. Hey, free will means a free-for-all! Whoo-hoo!
What this person is arguing, of course, is that girls should be encouraged to act out on their sexuality (that’s the eternal interpretation of “letting them make their own decisions”). We’re not talking legal adults here, folks; we’re talking GIRLS who are still MINORS.
Another commenter referred to family values as “medieval morality that revolves around controlling women.” Huh?
Empowering is a buzz word progressives use to encourage girls and women to abandon all moral teachings and rut like animals. But as the mother of teen girls, it makes a lot more sense to empower my daughters to know they must be responsible for their own decisions and that there are consequences to actions.
In another column entitled Shirley Temple’s America is No More, the author wrote: “Today’s sneering secular audiences would reflexively dismiss the film [Bright Eyes] as Norman Rockwell-ish… What such cynics really mean is that the film isn’t sufficiently depraved for modern tastes. Shirley doesn’t pole dance or “twerk.” She doesn’t do a darling little strip tease for the boys while singing “Good Ship, Lollipop.”
That’s the difference, apparently. The Miley Cyruses of the world are “empowered.” The Shirley Temples are not. Abortions are empowering. Restraint is not.
I hate to break it to people, but women hold a unique position in society: they are capable of conceiving life. Therefore it behooves them to refrain from activities that result in being forced to make harsh decisions that will cause heartbreak no matter what.
I know feminists would love for women to be just like men, but we’re not. Therefore I will “empower” my girls to understand that they hold the key to their future happiness in their own hands, and they need to make good choices (the essence of a simple life, if you recall) in order to live with as little heartbreak as possible.
Just some thoughts for Valentine’s Day.
On John Maynard Keynes and the Hollow Man Phenomenon
By: Ann Barnhardt
A few of years ago I stumbled across a movie on Netflix (when I still had it) that I *thought* would be very interesting. It was called “Carrington” and starred Emma Thompson, whom I have liked as an actress ever since she dramatized and starred in what will forever be the definitive film version of Jane Austen’s “Sense & Sensibility”.
The movie “Carrington” was about the so-called “Bloomsbury Group” in England in the early 20th century. This group of people is widely regarded in retrospect as being massively influential, and as one of the purest early sources of Modernism – the heresy which has infected and all-but-destroyed the Church, and Western Civilization as a corollary.
These people were all massively disturbed, with almost all of them being bisexual and embracing sodomy and rejecting monogamy as one of the purest forms of protest and rejection of (locally) Victorian, traditional, bourgeois, Christian society. To put it simply, they were all – male and female – screwing each other, egged on largely by the wicked sodomite ringleader Lytton Strachey.
You can watch “Carrington” if you want, I suppose, but be forewarned: it is pornographic. And no, not titillating or grasping at beauty in any way – it is the kind of thing that once you see you just want to go inflict a severe head trauma upon yourself so that maybe – just maybe – those incredibly sad, ugly and evil images will be purged from your memory. And in the hopes of thoroughly ruining it for you, the way it all ended was that Lytton Strachey died of cancer or some such, whereupon the “heroine”, Dora Carrington, promptly blew her head off with a shotgun.
Oh, wait. Did I also mention that they were all EUGENICISTS? Yeah. Funny how these little “idiosyncrasies” always seem to crop up cheek-by-jowel, no?
So, you may be sitting there asking yourself why in the WOLRD would I have any interest in a movie about these people in the first place. The answer is because one of the core members of this wicked group of Modernist sodomite eugenicists was none other than…
JOHN MAYNARD KEYNES.
Yes, THAT John Maynard Keynes. The father and “god” of all modern economics – the most influential economist, without question, of the 20th century. Keynes’ economic theories (and it is extremely charitable to even dignify them as “theories”) basically revolved around the premise that aggregate demand was the sole determiner of overall economic activity, and thus if the State (read: “The Central Banks’ respective puppet fronts and operational arms”) intervened in the economy by printing money and providing “stimulus” to aggregate demand, this was the means by which full employment could be achieved and permanently maintained.
DOES THIS SOUND FAMILIAR????
As people with functioning brains in their heads now know and understand, if even only from a purely experiential, real-life basis, this is all abject, steaming hog diarrhea. Government intervention does NOT stimulate aggregate demand, but in fact hinders it. Printing money and debasing the currency is not only ineffective, but is a capital crime because it is THEFT on a scale so massive that it is literally obscured from the view of the people by virtue of its enormity. The only purpose applied Keynesian theory serves is to rapidly enrich and fraudulently empower a micro-oligarchy dwelling within the Central Bank-cum-Government matrix.
Did I mention Keynes was a super-promiscuous sodomite? And a eugenicist?
Back to the movie. So I sit through this hideous film, and guess what? Guess who has been utterly purged from the script? Guess who is never seen or mentioned?
John. Maynard. Keynes.
Wow. Ya think? Ya think these Modernist wretch tyrants and their media toadies would want to hide the fact that the “father” of this economic paradigm that is taught as unquestionable dogma in every university in Western Civilization today was a nasty pervert and despicable human being?
But wait, it gets better. Last night I stumbled across this video posted over at Ace of Spades of Friedrich Hayek being interviewed in which he speaks about Keynes. And what does Hayek (a genuinely good and contributive economist) say of Keynes? Basically, that Keynes the economist was a total fraud. He praises Keynes intrinsic intelligence, but says that he was lazy and that his economic theories were pure fluff – a paper facade. Keynes gave no deep, serious thought to any of it, and couldn’t defend it when confronted by great minds.
As even armchair economists can now see, such simple questions as:
1. What is money? 2. Where will the so-called intervening government stimulus money come from? 3. Does printing money ad infinitum have any negative moral or economic consequences? 4. If government “stimulus” does not achieve full employment, is more stimulus the answer? Is there any limit to the amount of stimulus that could be required? 5. Could an economy become addicted to this government “stimulus” and thus turn into a massive, sucking maw which then inevitably implodes upon itself killing a non-trivial percentage of the surface population? 6. Are you okay with point 5 as long as the majority of those killed are brown people and/or those who “judge” your enthusiasm for violently abusing your posterior fundament, and the posterior fundaments of others?
Guys, I have said this before, but I’ll say it again. This flagging civilization, which you are right in the heart of, is a giant, hollow scam. There’s no “there” there. The people running the world and being hailed as geniuses are almost all utter frauds. Universities churn out people who are all-but-illiterate. If you define “literacy” as being able to read street signs, then yes, most of them (but not all) are literate. If you define literacy properly, meaning a man who is well-read and truly educated and thus able to THINK, and REASON and CREATE, and thus contribute to and grow the culture, then… no. Sorry. Intellects are hollow. Souls are hollow. Culture is hollow. Government is hollow. Economies are hollow. MEN ARE HOLLOW.
It’s all going to pop. Maybe not tomorrow. Maybe not next week or next month, but it WILL pop because it MUST.
Keynes was a fraud.
The totality of the political class are all slack-jawed frauds. They couldn’t solve ANY of these problems even if they wanted to because they lack the intelligence and the character to actually do it.
The universities are FILLED with frauds, especially in the soft sciences.
The Church is filled with frauds (Marxist-sodomite infiltrators) and with those who are so woefully ignorant that their non-invincible ignorance constitutes a form of fraud.
Everything you see around you is tissue-paper thin, and if you scratch it, you realize that there is no solidity to anything in Western Civilization any longer. Instead of being anchored to Truth in a well-built and competently-helmed barque, the ropes have been cut, the ballast jettisoned, and our papier mache ship of lies is riding the gulf stream of evil straight into Hurricane Reality.
The Good News (TM) is that scripture is filled with the imagery and language of the empty being filled. Over and over again Our Lord makes clear that this condition of “hollowness” is not only fixable in every man, but what Our Lord desires for every man. But only He can fill the hollowness in men. There is no substitute. Everything else is fraud, and not only will the hollowness remain, but will increase with each attempt at filling oneself with these frauds. Dora Carrington tried to fill her hollowness with perverted sex and philosophical lies until finally her facade gave way – to a shell-full of double-aught buck. And her “friend”, John Maynard Keynes, “helped” her the same way he is “helping” the global economies today: straight into hell.
Give glory to the Lord, for He is good: for His mercy endureth for ever. Let them say so that have been redeemed by the Lord, whom He hath redeemed from the hand of the enemy: and gathered out of the countries. From the rising and the setting of the sun, from the north and from the sea. They wandered in a wilderness, in a place without water: they found not the way of a city for their habitation. They were hungry and thirsty: their soul fainted in them.
And they cried to the Lord in their tribulation: and He delivered them out of their distresses. And He led them into the right way: that they might go to a city of habitation. Let the mercies of the Lord give glory to Him: and His wonderful works to the children of men. For He hath satisfied the empty soul, and hath filled the hungry soul with good things. Such as sat in darkness and in the shadow of death: bound in want and in iron.
Because they had exasperated the words of God: and provoked the counsel of the most High: And their heart was humbled with labours: they were weakened, and their was none to help them. Then they cried to the Lord in their affliction: and He delivered them out of their distresses. And He brought them out of darkness, and the shadow of death; and broke their bonds in sunder. Let the mercies of the Lord give glory to Him, and His wonderful works to the children of men.
Because He hath broken gates of brass, and burst the iron bars. He took them out of the way of their iniquity: for they were brought low for their injustices. Their soul abhorred all manner of meat: and they drew nigh even to the gates of death. And they cried to the Lord in their affliction: and He delivered them out of their distresses. He sent His Word, and healed them: and delivered them from their destructions.
Let the mercies of the Lord give glory to Him: and His wonderful works to the children of men. And let them sacrifice the sacrifice of praise: and declare His works with joy. They that go down to the sea in ships, doing business in the great waters: These have seen the works of the Lord, and His wonders in the deep. He said the Word, and there arose a storm of wind: and the waves thereof were lifted up.
They mount up to the heavens, and they go down to the depths: their soul pined away with evils. They were troubled, and reeled like a drunken man; and all their wisdom was swallowed up. And they cried to the Lord in their affliction: and He brought them out of their distresses. And He turned the storm into a breeze: and its waves were still. And they rejoiced because they were still: and He brought them to the haven which they wished for.
Let the mercies of the Lord give glory to Him, and his wonderful works to the children of men. And let them exalt Him in the church of the people: and praise Him in the chair of the ancients. He hath turned rivers into a wilderness: and the sources of water into dry ground: A fruitful land into barrenness, for the wickedness of them that dwell therein. He hath turned a wilderness into pools of water, and a dry land into water springs.
And hath placed there the hungry; and they made a city for their habitation. And they sowed fields, and planted vineyards: and they yielded fruit of birth. And He blessed them, and they were multiplied exceedingly: and their cattle he suffered not to decrease. Then they were brought to be few: and they were afflicted through the trouble of evils and sorrow. Contempt was poured forth upon their princes: and he caused them to wander where there was no passing, and out of the way.
And He helped the poor out of poverty: and made Him families like a flock of sheep. The just shall see, and shall rejoice, and all iniquity shall stop their mouth. Who is wise, and will keep these things: and will understand the mercies of the Lord?
By: T.L. Davis
This is just another in a long line of needless lawsuits arising out of an unjust and unconstitutional law, affectionately called Obamacare by Barack Obama, or otherwise given the ironic title of Patient Protection and Affordable Care Act, which accomplishes neither patient protection, nor affordable care.
The Constitutional questions are not questions at all. There is no more clear wording in the Bill of Rights than: “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof.” There simply is no more clear admonition than “Congress shall make no law…” What part of “no” is vague? What part of “congress” is vague? What part of “law” is vague? What part of “prohibiting the free exercise thereof” is vague?
Very clearly, if Congress makes a law, drafts a law or passes a law that prohibits the free exercise of religion, i.e. requires that Christians, in order to obey such law, must violate their religious beliefs against abortion by funding that activity, providing that activity through any means, which violates their admonition from God in the Ten Commandments not to kill, is not unconstitutional, then words mean nothing.
Unfortunately, we have seen all too often that when it comes to federal government power, the federal Supreme Court, has found in favor of the government and against the citizen. It is hostile to religion. It is hostile to liberty.
If it is found that Hobby Lobby is forced to violate their freedom of religion, it is the intent of David Green to close its doors. Realistically, they will probably sell their assets to some other large retailer and the stores will stay open under another name. Christian values, however, will be largely diminished.
There are a long list of reasons Obamacare should have been ruled unconstitutional, not just for the violation of religious freedoms inherent in its language, but the violations of individual liberty wherein a mandate requiring the people to purchase anything, including medical coverage, is a violation of the Constitution.
Finding Obamacare constitutional is an example of how the Supreme Court is acting illegally by failing to uphold the Constitution. It is why every judgment made by this Supreme Court is an affront to justice. Allowing any nine people in the nation to encumber the entire population with unwanted, unwarranted violations of liberty is political malpractice. It changes the very fundamentals of a republican form of government and arrives at a system much more akin to an oligarchy.
Christians must fight back against these abuses of government. They are now involved in the fight and while many Christians find it unpalatable to engage in politics, politics have engaged them. To honor God is not to forfeit His will to bureaucrats because of sloth and a refusal to take up Christ’s defense in the public square. It is the duty of Christians to empty the churches and fill the streets.
Found at Mad Medic
The modern tactic, for dealing with sin, is more neurotic than psychotic.
The guilt remains, but the sin is denied. It would be invidious to take any one of the Seven Deadlies for my example: let us just say they take all the time they could spend repenting, instead convincing themselves that it was not a sin. – - Essays in Idleness
Found at AD: http://americandigest.org/
From MM: http://maddmedic.wordpress.com/
Topsy turvey world, ain’t it?
Russian President Vladimir Putin condemned the West, including the United States, for eschewing Christian values and opting instead for a “path to degradation.”
In his State of the Nation speech last month, Putin asserted that, “Many Euro-Atlantic countries have moved away from their roots, including Christian values… Policies are being pursued that place on the same level a multi-child family and a same-sex partnership, a faith in God and a belief in Satan.” Russia has adopted new laws that ban homosexual propaganda and criminalizes the insulting of religious sensibilities.
The law on religious sensibilities was approved in the wake of a protest in Moscow’s largest cathedral by a female punk rock group, Pussy Riot. State-run television said the group’s “demonic” protest was funded by “some Americans.” Russia’s newfound embrace of traditional values has prompted a rise in Orthodox vigilantism. Extreme groups such as the Union of Orthodox Banner Bearers, an ultraconservative faction who adopted a slogan “Orthodoxy or Death,” are gaining prominence.
It was not that long ago that the United States was accusing Russia for being a “godless nation.”
From WZ: http://weaselzippers.us/