the Way, the Truth, and the Life

Disclaimer: I apologize for this out of character posting, simply because I rant a little more than usual and present a tone of bitterness and sarcasm. It is the side of me that is a history major that has to bring this forward, to at least make sense of the blinders that some people put on everyday. For every evangelical that is pushing for the defense of Christmas, all I personally recommend for you to do is try and catch the history channels show on the historicity of Christmas overall. I would also suggest that somehow you obtain footage of the ESPN Sportcenter's story about Reggie White's passing away, which first aired almost a year ago today. The connection is quite simple, that is by learning what December 25th of the Judeo-Christian calendar truly involves, you might want to consider taking the stance that Reggie took for the few remaining years of his life here on earth. He stopped celebrating Christmas, and for good reason. He never, ever stopped being a believer in ...

The power of story cannot be overlooked, nor replaced, ever. There is something about story, a story, a tall tale that can transform the way we look at everyday life, and yet be a simple message that a child could understand. Not a child who is skeptical and does not except what he is told because somehow it seems impossible. Just because he has never seen giants fall by a single rock or men re-emerge from the belly of a fish does not mean that it is time to stop listening to such stories. No, not even a bunch of dead baseball players walking out from a cornfield in the middle of Iowa should stop the child from leaning in even closer to pay attention. There is a moral of every story, and that is what the child will tune into when he gets older. Story is the way to communicate to children, and we must never forget that even though we mature, at heart we are always children. The more we attempt to break down and formulate the story, deciding at the end of the day that either it is impos...

The weather has such a grasp on our emotions. On this day in particular in the year, the Sunday after the falling back of an hour, your emotions are doubly toyed with. Today it was 60 degrees which most certainly does not depict a normal October 30th in the state of Michigan. And I would have to assume that they planned to do this time switch on a Saturday so that your first time to adjust with this shift to a quickened darkness would be on a Sunday night. And Sundays most assuredly have a different feel to them anyway, if you are a Church goer. SO all this equaled to a spurt of emotions that I could only recall as the dawn of Halloween. Its effect actually triggered memories from my RAM (random access memory). I could recall, after filling up my tank of gas from the same neighborhood station at the same pump, unique memories as I drove through the neighborhood. They were very comforting as they are memories that remind me of who I am and what I have done in my life. But these are the ...

It can only be viewed as an understatement, but free speech most certainly has to be the most important part of democracy. Without this vital characteristic, people would be pinned up in a fear of when and where they can say what they truly think and believe. On that note, it can be a double egged sword. I find this to be true when I began to listen to Christian talk radio for the first time. There had been a reluctancy before my decision, for I have been a Christian for quite a while. I'm sure that it is not even a requirement anyway that upon becoming a Christian you have to listen to Christian talk radio. But this reluctancy had been bred by my stereotype of the tone of these talk shows. I thought that I was going to be exposed to never ending gay bashing and abortion talk, but instead it was worse. I thought I was listening to Rush Limbaugh. Throughout the entire show, and that being only what I was listening to at different hours of the show, there were non stop political disc...

I'll tell you what, postmodern can go find a better way of going about things. Since I have been introduced to this open minded type of a Christian, I realized something right from the start. These people are just a 'type' of person who has always existed, it is just that they never knew fully how to get some organization together and 'break away.' I know these are some over generalized statements and what not, but I know for sure that it is more so personality traits that we are dealing with. But I came across a blog the other day that I did not like. I mean, I liked what the purpose of it was, but not how it went about describing it. Actually when it ended there was no resolve to it. It was bringing up problems with the evangelical church. This blog brought up the dis-connection the author felt between the evangelical Church and them. That is great and all, and I most likely would have hoot and hollered about what was said at least a month ago, but I have changed....

When one goes to the beach, they are looking for a way to get out and relax. That's where I went to the other day, about a 5 mile journey on my bike. Unless I move to some other body of water later in life, I better not take this for granted. The beauty of the beach stretches not only the length of it, but also how deep the lake seems to go on forever. Just staring out there can mesmerize anyone, anyone who wants to look out and find beauty. It is pretty amazing that we look out and admire something that we are not even designed to enter, I mean with the h2o thing and all that we can't breath in. We admire it because it is somewhere that we can go, but not often. We can go in the water, but not for long. It is something that is hard to adapt to, but the sea is something that we are drawn to almost instinctively. But we aren't drawn to people who talk to themselves. Out loud. In public. A bum is one thing, he might grumble a couple of times, might even try to ask you for som...

Goose bumps are quite wonderful. These funny little things that sprout out of our skin gives us a wonderful feeling. I get them every time I feel overwhelmed with true spirit, an event that stimulates me and makes me feel alive. Goose bumps are great indicators of being alive. For this, I could only think of these little things as emotionally related things. Sure when you get cold they sprout out, but more often they come out for me whenever I fell over joyed. Now they are under attack. I read in a recent Time magazine an article about intelligent design v.s. evolution, more specifically whether or not intelligent design should be allowed to be taught in classrooms. In it a psychologist who advocates evolution claims that goose bumps are the by-product of evolution. He says that they are still with us because back in the day we had fur all over our bodies, and when we would get cold the fur would stand up by means of what we now call goose bumps. They basically would fluff up our fur t...