Monday, April 27, 2015

Do you believe nonsense?

The Bible says ... (not!) 
People do talk a lot of rubbish. Here are some quasi religious-sounding examples.
'God helps those who help themselves.'
'Cleanliness is next to Godliness.'
'To thine own self be true.'
'Neither a lender nor a borrower be.'
'Money is the root of all evil.'

These are attributed to the Bible but they are a collection from Shakespeare and your mother.

Fey spiritual religious people (even highly paid Christian pastors) are heard to say;
'The Lord told me ... '
'I heard God say ... '
'I wonder what God is trying to say to me.'

Makes me wonder too.

And then there is the ignoramus factor
'This bad thing has happened to you because your grandfather was a Free Mason.'
'You are cursed because your mother went to a seance when she was carrying you.'
'You need deliverance from your father's demons.'

Ignoramus factor?
Yep. Ignorance of the wisdom of Jeremiah and Ezekiel who tell us that the sayings, common in the day such as
'the sins of the fathers are visited on the children', and
'the fathers have eaten sour grapes and the children's teeth are set on edge', were and are rubbish.

Each of them tells us that the sinner who sins will be held responsible for his or her own sins and that is that. If he turns from his sinful ways he will be forgiven and that will be that. If he doesn't he won't and that will be that. If the person's child sins, the parent will not be held responsible for it by God and if the child repents, the child will be forgiven and that will also be that.

Ain't that a relief?

You can read it for yourself here:

Anyway, to infinity and beyond.

Live long and prosper.

Love –


Monday, April 13, 2015

For some people each day presents another panoply of misery. Yes a panoply—a delicious array of insults, dismay, heart break, set backs, pain, punishment, disappointments and despair.

They have my sympathy
In just the last week I've heard of a dad being screamed at in a public car park by an adult daughter for an accidental slight he'd made against someone she knew. It was humiliating. Another had been cruelly dealt with for suggesting she'd babysat her friend's dog for long enough. That was unfair. Yet another had been slandered by a work colleague for incidents the slanderer had only imagined. That was heart breaking. A salesperson was cursed at by a desperate shopper for the company's not having stock on hand to match its advertising. That was embarrassing.

They're all in good company
I have been wading my way through the miserable swamp that is the book of Jeremiah. I've read it before. It hasn't struck me this hard before. It's horrible. For more than fifty years the poor bloke spoke his mind – the mind of God – and poured himself into it. Poured is hardly a good enough description. I mean he waterfalled, cascaded and sea spouted himself into it. Relentlessly.

God forbade him to marry so he was always alone. Colleagues lied about him and denounced his message and  worse, his motives. Kings had him arrested and jailed. The most respectable people in town kidnapped him and dropped him in a cistern up to his neck in slime. He was laughed at, ignored and punished in every conceivable way – just for telling kings and citizens alike to act in mercy, fairness and in honour of God.

And whenever life got a little bit better for him for a day or two, it went down the drain again – only faster and deeper.

Wayne Jackson at The Christian Courier writes that the book of Jeremiah It is 'one of the most thrilling.' I didn't see it quite that way this time around. I just feel so sorry for the guy. Deeply deeply saddened. And although I'd like to think, my lot is nowhere as terrible as his so I should be happy about that I can only think how life is so hard, tough and gnarled sometimes. And that brings me down.

One thing comes through though. Jeremiah didn't give up. I reckon I would have. I am sad to say I need praise, effectiveness, the sense I have done something world-changing with my life, with my time and talent, not to mention a pathetic need for thanks, honours and perhaps a small statue. Jeremiah got none. 

Jackson points out the big learning points from the book. I'm glad he did because on this reading, all I got was a bad case of depression and a good kick up the nether regions about how life isn't about me.
   God Empowers the Servant,
   Remember Your Vows
   God Hates the Superficial
   True Repentance
   The High Price of Sin
   God Will Be Victorious
   Jesus Is the Only Hope
   Expect Persecution
   Judgment Day Will Come
Anyhoodle. I hope this hasn't sent you into useless depression, and gives you a chance to say, Life looks terrible for a lot of people but God has a bigger view. I don't get it, but I'll go with it, come what may.

Anyway, to infinity and beyond.

Live long and prosper