This is a quick post about a piece I read in the news a few weeks ago.
I read an article about some protesters who got fired from their jobs and of course they were pissed off.
At first you would think they were being denied their first amendment right to free speech. You might think maybe their employer didn’t agree with what they were protesting and decided to fire them.
But then I read further and discovered the reason for their dismissal was they never bothered to inform their boss that they would not be coming to work. Continue reading
But Paul said to them, “They have beaten us publicly, uncondemned, men who are Roman citizens, and have thrown us into prison; and do they now throw us out secretly? No! Let them come themselves and take us out.”
I read this and my first thought was “What balls!”
Paul and Silas have been thrown into jail by the Romans. They pissed off the wrong person. They healed a slave. The slave was possessed by a spirit of divination which the master was using for their own benefit.
Paul and Silas weren’t just hauled up before a judge to be arraigned and await their trial. No, they were stripped, beaten, and then thrown into the deepest recesses of a dungeon. They were shackled into stocks.
All of this because they healed someone and pissed off the wrong person. Continue reading
I have written a number of posts about how mass media, and we as a society have trivialized our lives. Perhaps it’s more like how we have lowered the bar, lowered the standards so we can all be special, a special kind of stupid.
I came across another wonderful example of this in the fall of 2016.
I was channel surfing and just happened to land on a commercial for that wildly popular show “The Walking Dead”, of which I’ve never watched one episode. I just don’t get the whole “zombie” premise.
Normally I would have blown right by this commercial but my daughter was a big fan of the show so I stopped to see what they were saying. What they said surprised me. It was something in all my years of TV viewing, which in my younger days was a lot of viewing, I had never heard. Continue reading
You see a lot of people who claim to be very “spiritual” people. Most of these people like to advertise just how “spiritual” they are.
Spirituality isn’t painted on the side of a van, bus, trailer, car or house.
Spirituality is painted in your heart. It’s painted there for you and God to see and that’s all that matters.
Read Matthew 6:1-18 Continue reading
My earlier post was about King Solomon telling us it’s not about what others think of you. It’s about the simplicity of life and the relationship between you and God. If you understand your relationship with God the rest will fall into place.
So right after I wrote my last post I read the following verse from the New Testament. Continue reading
I said in my heart with regard to the children of man that God is testing them that they may see that they themselves are but beasts. For what happens to the children of man and what happens to the beasts is the same; as one dies, so dies the other. They all have the same breath, and man has no advantage over the beasts, for all is vanity. All go to one place. All are from the dust, and to dust all return. 21 Who knows whether the spirit of man goes upward and the spirit of the beast goes down into the earth? So I saw that there is nothing better than that a man should rejoice in his work, for that is his lot. Who can bring him to see what will be after him?
I like the common theme that runs throughout the book of Ecclesiastes, the theme that all is vanity and striving after wind. What you make, earn, save, spend, or buy is not important because it doesn’t last and neither do you. Continue reading
In a post I worte the purpose of art is to fill the void where worry waits to live. At least that’s how it is for me.
Listening, creating or just thinking about music or whatever art form pleases you can take away your cares and stop them from moving in.
I think about these statements when I play my drums, or write songs, or write poems or even when I am writing these posts.
I think about how I get lost in the moment, how I never want the feeling I get from doing these creative things to end. Continue reading