News Break 2
I took a break from the news for the last couple of days.
No podcasts.
No radio in the vehicle, except for the Citizens Radio Service.
Not much radio at home.
Pretty, much, if it wasn’t in the local rag, I didn’t pay attention to it.
And, you know what? nothing changed.
The nation is still ruled by incompetent liars. (Well, not exactly. They are incompetent and they are liars, but, then again, they are very competent liars).
Good lives are still being thrown away for a lie.
People who call themselves Christians continue to embarrass those who are. (You know, I’ve pretty much observed, if you have to advertise that you are a believer–regardless of the creed–you probably are a hypocrite and a liar, but that’s another story.)
Voodoo economics is still the Republican way.
The rich are still getting richer–or, at least, thrown a life ring–and the poor, still getting poorer.
And Hillary Clinton, who apparently fears people who care enough about the course of this nation to, you know, like, actually get involved in citizen politics, still gives me the willies.
April 20, 2008 at 8:15 am
"You know, I’ve pretty much observed, if you have to advertise that you are a believer–regardless of the creed–you probably are a hypocrite and a liar, but that’s another story."
I don’t see where you get the Biblical case for being a stealth Christian. Jesus does not call us to silence about the Gospel, and I have no intention of going there, despite those who wish I would.
April 26, 2008 at 12:09 pm
It is one thing to witness for one’s faith, through word or deed or example or through all three.
It is quite another to break one’s arm patting oneself on the back about one’s own perfection, while thundering damnation at everyone else.
I am reminded of a college friend of mine. Â He was raised Catholic. Â That is relevant only in that I have taught Sunday School in a Catholic Church, so I am familiar with the course materials. Â (And, yes, I resisted the temptation to teach the little darlings about baptism upon profession of faith and priesthood of the believer . . .)
Whereas when I became eight years old in my little Baptist Church, I was given a Bible (Authorized Version, natch–we all know that God spake in Elizabethan English), and any Sunday School lessons were based on a Bible reading followed by the lesson  materials, in that environment, Bible readings were not assigned or required.  I suspect that most of the little darlings had never actually cracked an actual Bible.  What Bible they got was in the course materials.
Frankly, the Sunday School lessons were all about being Catholic, as opposed to being about what the Bible says. Â (Maybe that why it’s called CCD–Confraternity of Christian Doctrine–rather than Sunday School.)
Now, where was I headed?
Oh, yeah. Â My college friend decided one weekend that he was going to read the four gospels (no, I don’t know what translation he used). Â Several of us were over at his room sometime the next week. Â He said, "You know, He was not at all like I was taught."
Sadly, his comment could have been said by almost anyone who doesn’t do his own reading and  think for himself, and just believes the interpretation he is handed from Those Who Have Axes To Grind and Who Have Confused Hatred with Love, such as, for example, this buffoon.