Preamble: That moment when you hear Rolling Stone wants to do a human interest story on the women of the CREC . . . When engaging with a subject like this one, I usually feel positively invited to limber up my keyboarding digits, and to then give way to some jolliment. But at the same …
And When the Fire is Hot, It All Burns Clean
“Now if my body is a living sacrifice, this means that everything it rests upon is an altar. The car I drive is an altar, the bed I sleep in is an altar, and the desk where I work is an altar. Everything is offered to God, everything ascends to Him as a sweet-smelling savor. Faith is the fire of the altar, and it consumes the whole burnt offering, the ascension offering . . . Those works include, but are not limited to, writing code, making birdhouses, repairing a carburetor, outlining a novel, or manufacturing microchips.”
Ploductivity, pp. 67-68
And It Was the Best Party of Them All
“When the prodigal son was buying drinks for the house, he was not imitating the character of God. But when his father had the stalled calf killed for the welcome home party, and hired a hot little jazz band for that party, he was providing us with an image of the character of God. But upon returning home, did the returning prodigal really need to go to another party? Well, apparently Jesus thought so.”
Let the Stones Cry Out, p. 74
Letters Rounding into the Straight
Letter to the Editor: This is not the article I wanted to read on the Maricopa County audit. In the first place, I wanted the audit to blow the lid off of a massive fraud. But since that ...
The Prodigal Son’s Stomach Was the First Part of Him to Repent
“But should we repent for the purest of motives? Doesn’t work that way. If we had pure motives we wouldn’t be needing to repent.”
Ploductivity, p. 62
Equal Portions for All, Albeit Somewhat Small
“Let us not teeter along on the rim of some health and wealth nonsense, but at the same time, let us give the steely eye of rebuke to those Christian leftists who want to dance along the other rim of disease and poverty, once those progressive ideals have been suitably renamed.”
Ploductivity p. 62
Ensouled Sanctuaries
“The faith of the people is the soul of the building. The building itself, without living, evangelical faith—without songs pouring out of forgiven hearts, without a proclamation of truth that is piping hot, without prayers of honest and sincere contrition—becomes a mausoleum. When the people are alive, the sanctuary is animated and alive.”
Let the Stones Cry Out, p. 71
Vanilla Maricopa Pudding on a Bed of Cole Slaw
Introduction: Over the last number of months, I have written in various places about the issue of election fraud generally, and in Maricopa County, Arizona, specifically, along with the forensic audit of that election that was ongoing. Here’s one sample of my kibbitzing. When the report was finally released a few weeks ago, the conclusion …
Establishing Idols Fells Them
“Whatever you worship in place of God is another thing you lose. Whatever you surrender gladly to Him is returned to you, pressed down, shaken, and running over.”
Ploductivity, p. 62
Not if Evangelism is Happening
“Church growth must not be thought of as a zero sum game, where one church can only grow at the expense of the others.”
Let the Stones Cry Out, p. 69