Alexander the Great never had a more successful campaign

1965 Websters dictionary entry for "Sade":

Sade, Donatien Alphonse Francois (Marquis de Sade); 1740-1814. French Soldier, pervert.

2001 Websters dictionary entry for "Sade":

Sade, Donatien Alphonse Francois (Marquis de Sade); 1740-1814. French Soldier,notorious for his paraphilia.

Another lure for your tackle box men. . .

"Hey there - I thought this was a non-smoking area."

Samsonite Luggage

Thomas Paine once said: "Time makes more converts than reason." That may be so. I just tire of the nearly countless inhibitions binding those whose faith was found only after the exhaustion of all their fancies. Experience is a fine teacher if one is learning a trade or refining a discipline but is a terrible teacher if one is determining the veracity of the words of a viper. Such a student might say: "The Bible tells me that peace is only found in purity. But what of the whispers that it may be achieved more enjoyably in complete moral liberty? I can think of only one way to find out!" These are the same sort of folk who would determine the legal load limit of a bridge by experimentation. What needless destruction. If you believe in the word of God for forgiveness - believe in it for direction as well.

moonroof musing

One man's theology has us all hammers while another's has us all nails - actors or the acted upon. I, for one, fancy myself a hammerhead striving to fashion a handle for the God-sized hand.

The Life and Times. . .

I've been drafted to run the power point presentation at tonight's Augusta Care Pregnancy Center fall banquet. When first approached about this task I, of course, said "no, I really shouldn't" and the enlister, of course, saw that I did not speak as one with authority. So the question was asked again in a less interrogative manner and a more imperitive one and so now the city's pro-life faithful and the former attorney general of Kansas will be treated to many moments of awkward anxiety and mumbled summons for persons of competence.

Wouldn't you like to know. . .

I have but one bookcase in my study at the church. It's a good size - probably five or six feet wide and its height reaches the ceiling; but I have more books than it can hold. Tomes are piling up in stacks on the file cabinet, the edges of my desk, and now the floor. Whether to winnow my library or box up and exile the space-taking books to a back room of my manse in Martinez was the question. As I scanned the titles in consideration of all this - I was aghast at the chaff that had settled on my shelves. Winnow it was and tonight I am very much looking forward to toasting some marshmallows over the embers of what's left of my first ever backyard bookburning!

Ours is the depth - His the breadth

I find curious the faith that has me earnestly praying today for the one I so fervently prayed against yesterday. I am captive as always to the One who sees the whole of it. I praise the sovereign God.

From the pen of F.W. Bourdillon

The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the whole world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.