Thursday, October 23, 2014

Saturday, August 09, 2014

A Man Needs A Shed

Neil Young sang "A Man Needs a Maid," but if rumors are true, he didn't care for maids himself.  But having the y chromosome... albeit a confused y... He certainly would appreciate my new shed.

It is 10 feet by 16 feet, and is made of treated lumber... And, it's the biggest and best shed in the neighborhood.  HA!


Friday, August 08, 2014

I've Dug a Potato or Two

You no doubt ask, "Does it take a man to grow potatoes such as these?"  Oh yes... yes it does.  And he must be a mighty man... Virile, robust... Yet strangely humble.

When digging potatoes, it's best to wear boots like these... Preferably with bibs that are three sizes too big.  Bibs are a garment meant to get lost in.

As the Robert Frost wrote:

Here's to the young boy, lost in his bibs,
Digging potatoes with Hebes and Yids.

(It was not one of his best efforts.)


Sunday, July 13, 2014

Monday, June 23, 2014

Friday, June 13, 2014

Saturday, December 28, 2013

If It Walks Like a Duck

We've all heard the media clobbering Phil Robertson by saying he made ant-gay comments in an interview with GQ.

Christians know this is a lie.

Phil didn't make anti-gay comments, but rather talked about what the Bible calls sin.

We've all heard gay activists say they want Phil fired for being ignorant and hateful.

Christians know this isn't what they really want.

Gay activists want Christians punished when they talk about what the Bible says about homosexuality... They want Christians censored like they are in Canada.

Phil was brave and spoke out against sin. 

The media was cowardly and didn't admit what they really believe... That the Bible has No Authority to define sin... That it hasn't the Authority to suggest how we should live.


Friday, November 22, 2013

50 Years Ago Today...

A Great Man Died

C. S. Lewis 

November 29,1898 - November 22, 1963


Tuesday, October 22, 2013

My Dad and Frenchie

In the Pacific during the second world war, my dad served on a destroyer, the U.S.S. Hoel.  Three months before the Hoel was sunk, my dad was selected to return to Boston and help train a green crew on a new destroyer, the U.S.S. Purdy. 

While putting the crew and the new destroyer through maneuvers along the Atlantic Coast, the ship experienced stormy conditions and high seas which damaged the deck around the forward gun.  This required the ship to be taken to Portland Maine for repairs.

My dad's friend, Frenchie  (Arthur Pereault), had a wife living in Lewiston Maine and he expressed the desire to visit her.  But he said he didn't want to go by himself.  So my dad said that he would come along.

The two were supposed to be back onboard before midnight, but they didn't arrive back until 5:30 AM.  The officer on deck, an ensign, stopped them and chewed them out for being late, and then he began filling out a form to put them on report.

Just then the engineering officer, my dad's boss, came aboard and said, "Malott!  What's going on?"

The ensign explained what had happened and that they were being put on report.

The engineering officer took the form from the ensign, tore it in two, and said, "Where these boys are going, this doesn't mean a damned thing."  And handed the torn form back to the ensign.


My dad didn't want to leave the Hoel and go to Boston, but the reassignment saved his life.  When the Hoel was sunk, none of the men in the engine room made it off the ship alive.


Sunday, October 06, 2013

Free For All Q&A - Are some chosen to be saved and some not?

Predestined to Choose

Isn't it good news that we don't have a sadistic Creator that made some "un-chosen" humans for the soul purpose of populating Hell?

All Baptists should listen to this clip.


Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Monday's Muggeridge

"Every happening, great and small, is a parable whereby God speaks to us, and the art of life is to get the message."
--Malcolm Muggeridge


Saturday, September 21, 2013

Eternal Separation from God

Not your grandfather's Hell...

Every American male who occupies a pulpit today, along with every American pew-sitter, has been raised on television.  And the comedies, the dramas, the news, and every other type of programming is a constant diet of the world's wisdom. 

This is important to understand, because the world's wisdom teaches us that the Hell described in the Bible is an unreasonable punishment.  There may be a creator, but Hell is not fathomable.   Hell is the stuff of jokes. 

Based upon everything I've absorbed in 55 years of listening to the world, it's hard for me to believe in Hell.  This is because my default position is to filter God through what I've learned from the world.  I have to stop and think if I want to filter the world's wisdom through what I've learned about God in scripture.

I've been purchasing and downloading sermons by Jonathon Edwards, Wesley, Spurgeon, and other pre-mass-media preachers.  These were serious dudes who talked much more about repentance and obedience than grace.  They didn't tell jokes from the pulpit.  And, for them, Hell was as the Bible described, not the more palatable concept of being separated from God.

Maybe they had read:  “The same shall drink of the wine of the wrath of God, which is poured out without mixture into the cup of his indignation; and he shall be tormented with fire and brimstone in the presence of the holy angels, and in the presence of the Lamb. – Revelation 14:10

The worst thing that could happen to a soul would be to spend eternity in Hell.  Why would anyone that cared about souls dress up this horror with a euphemism?  Why would they attempt to palliate such a tragedy with the almost innocuous phrase separation from God? 

I think I know why:  The world's wisdom tells them that it's not cool to use the word Hell.  They believe God sounds more reasonable and fair if they use the euphemism.  Simple as that.

So the next time I hear a media-satiated believer with a Bible College Degree honor the world by using the phrase Eternal Separation from God... I'm going to take a stand... I'm going to get up and walk out.

It's the right thing to do.

Evangelist Dwight L Moody died in 1899.  It is said that he never preached on Hell without breaking down in tears.  Obviously the wisdom of the world escaped him.