Lover bought by blood

Sundays random thoughts

1. I am still sore- I probably should not have done those sets of pushups after Fridays workout.
2. I need to complete another collection of poetry this year.
3. Done with escuela- till Monday
3. I need to figure out how to get this computer to cooperate so I can install AOE3 and conquer the world.

God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.2 Corinthians 5:21 NIV

Christmas thoughts

For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.Isaiah 9:6 NIV


In Isiah 9:6 we are shown the true love of our Father, that is if we are truly his. It is odd that many who celebrate Christmas deny its king by relegating his worship to mere tradition. Indeed  the evil of men’s hearts is such that the blessing of  celebrating something good often becomes a burden.


Truly you can see in America what happens when men celebrate darkness and the light of men is dimmed.Sin becomes merely stupidity and some of the greatest heroes are those who lie and take advantage of others. Due to their own frailties chritians are mocked as hypocrites, not for the fact that they fall but because they pursue true rightiousness.


In 2^nd Timothy 3 we are told of a a group which models today’s society. These people have a form of Godliness and often say they are Christians but nthe fruit of their lives when not at church as displayed in the first 5 verses of this portion of scripture make very plain.


Now if you look at the context that is the surrounding verses this passage is talking about false teachers as the end of the previous chapter makes plain. As in all things though the principle is very applicable to society in mass. What gives this time of year true hope, the knowledge of our Lord and Savior cannot be destroyed. This is why Satan hates this holiday and seeks to make it anything but about that Jesus of Nazereth, the One who died and rose, the coming promised King who is of the line of David yet existed before all time.

DO you love the Law? In Deuteronomy 4 Moses tells the People to not forget the words of the Law. He instructs them to follow them that they may live. Jesus Later says those that Love him will obey his commands.  The love of the law is the mark of any true lover of Christ. Those who preach Christ without a love of law are false followers. This is not an attack on grace which is needed because no man can fully obey the law and those who try are already breaking the law of love because they are trying by their own strength and thus spitting on the gift of God. Verse 5 says that the reason Moses taught them the law was so that the people might lay hold of the promised land. The law or rules if you will are not the way to salvation but anyone who hates ‘s instruction is not of him no matter how much they espuse so called love. Love is only love when built on a foundation of justice. Proverbs says that the man who hates discipline lacks understanding and indeed we should praise God for his correction and guidelines for his interference proves that He loves us. Thus when people say that you can be cursed because you do not give tithe or something like that in a way they are right. Whether tithe applies to the New Testament believer is a whole other issue, the point is God does curse especially works of his own errant children in the hope that they will turn. Law reveals the path to God. Grace pays the fair.  Paul put it best when he talked about the slave that has authority over the child until that child is of Age.

Spooked: A Poem

Spooked
There is a car in the mirror
Footsteps in the park
My room doesn’t feel right
What is in the heart?
Spooked

The stranger needs a ride
Maids clean up the room
An over friendly clerk
The clouds are filled with gloom
Spooked

Some say open sources
They’ve changed the ancient craft
But to walk sublimely
It seems kind of daft
Spooked

If you are so innocent
Why should one even care
Because of privacy and freedom
The crescent and the bear
Spooked

Don Quixote: A poem

                         Repost from Saturday, September 25, 2004

Why do people say the major parties are basically the same? Granted there are many questionable people and actions in both, but the differences are astounding. In history of course the Democrats and Republicans were historically very different parties and both are in need of returning to the values of the founders.

One party supports abortion/murder of babies, It supports Gay and lesbians radicals, It believes that the government should take care of us. The other party has traditionally leaned more toward the sanctity of life and marriage as well as Knowing the government is not our parent.  

You can say well I'm voting for an individual not a party but history has shown that a mans companions  tend to influence him and he gives up his principles.  Al Gore used to be Pro- life but when he hit  national democratic scene he switched.

Not working
The computer is down
I’m twiddling my thumbs
This not working work
It is far from fun

My meetings and schedule
All have to wait
My computer won’t work
It won’t cooperate

My mind is in neutral
If it is still there
My computer is blank
And I’m pulling my hair!

 

City of Molax

The Tower of Ibmort

The chancellors dream

prehistoric California

The Beast's machine

Before the earth split

Technology explored

But like with Babel

There was discord

A corporation

A desert of sand

A private city

Ruled by one man

Chips in their heads

Soon after they’re born

Controlling thoughts’

That was the Norm

Then an accident

Lightning stuck twice

A two way chip

Threatened this vice

David learned  access

The power controlled

Evil was stopped

The prisoners paroled

The full tale was told

By an old Spanish priest

An odd little man

Who came from the east

No one believed him

Not even part

But none were aware

What was in his heart

 

For I Roberto Diaz

Saw the bump on his neck

Where a strange little light

A glowing defect

Perhaps Someday

I may tell the whole tale

Of dark sinister secrets

Of Balaam’s torn  veil

Looking ahead

Outlook
One more course finished. It looks like the next THEO 605 starts on Monday. I look forward to one more step in the right direction.





Rvw of previous course
This course NBST 610 Hermeneutics was very beneficial in conveying various  translations and  types of Biblical communication. The instructor was very communicative and for an online course it went really well. Like most courses done online you find out what your professors expectations are as you go along. This usually hurts me in the outline submission and some and in this case the book report area. This professor also counted off for the way I cited which I have always done before. This means either my previous professors were too lenient or my current professor simply had a slightly differing standard. Even with such uncertainties the final grade as is usually the case from A down is the result of the students work as he knows the basic requirements of all such courses.

In 1636 only 6 years after their arrival the Puritans formed Harverd College The founders of the school stated the purpose in this way:"Let every student be plainly instructed, and earnestly pressed to consider well,the main aim of his life and studies is, to know God and Jesus Christ which is eternal life(John 17:3)  and therefore lay christ in the bottom, as the only foundation of all sound knowledge and learning." 

Pandora

More poetry

Let these be my witnesses

Without love the greatest deeds

Are foul with death and decay

These accolades and merits

Are just what papers say

Let  witness be the dead and lame,

And the praise of Christ’s name.

Let the witness be the acts alone:

Praised or cursed with His throne.

Hidden hand and gentle word

Secretly given for thanks unheard

This is what the master asked

Thus we are sacredly tasked

Lead me by the hand

Sharing in Love

Nuts

Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it to our children in our bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed down for them to do the same. One day we will spend our sunset years telling our children  and our children's children  what it was once like in the United States where men were free.- Ronald Reagan

Heartfelt

It doesn’t matter what I do                                        

My purpose is  loving you

I can’t escape that greatest fact

I don’t want   ever to turn back

Though I’m weak and so unsure 

You bought me and I am yours

You are my paramour –Jesus my king

Constantly in my sleep

Pagan gods come courting me

Taking what is meant for One

Perverting  grace of the Son

All I can do is repent

How easily we forget

Spirit so ravenous- Jealous God

So in my soul I am so bound

This lost child has been found

But he’s got so much to learn

So many passions must be spurned

Look on one who is blood bought

Take it all- its all I’ve got

Be my very thought-heartfelt God

Memories

Quote from  Stephen Lawheasd's The Sword and the Flame:
"we aren't lost we just lack direction."

Hot cookie sheet(4 May 2013)

I often wash the cookie sheet right after I use it and so it is  still hot. Today I got the sheet out of the oven with a drying dishrag, yes I know not the beat but folded over it is thick enough and it works. Any way as I moved the pan I thought it felt a little hotter that normal and was just putting it under the sink when I saw the flames, apparently dishrags can burn pretty well. Oh well fortunately already being under the faucet it was a quick fix.

Shaved head

I’ve had only one style-

Since I was young.

Guys wear short hair -

That’s just how it’s done.

Only twice in my life

Have I broken this rule

Once was for money

And the other-

For a girl that I knew

 short was this lapse

For I  soon returned-

To what God ordained

For real guys are men

And that is quite plain

Kept on in basic

We shaved the debris

This message we send:

Clippers and razors

Real guys are men

Light their eyes( A Poem)

You see the dead Walk by every day Like vampires  or zombies Empty eyes arrayed   They have not vision Searching for a hope Yet they hate the light The can-not cope   Jesus be their fantasy- Wake them from the dream Break the spell of the snake. Plant the everlasting seed   Bring your heel down Ignite the fire in our soul Let our eyes burn bright Consume the old man whole.