Hyfrydol has been a favorite of mine ever since Sunday school. There are several sets of English lyrics written for it, but here it is in its original Welsh, sung by the Black Mountain Choir. I don’t understand a single word of it–but I don’t think I have to. The hymn speaks to me anyway! Turn up the volume, and imagine yourself standing somewhere on the mountain in the picture…
This cockatoo has mastered a foreign language–Cattish. Assorted meows, hisses: he’s got it all down pat. These cats are just flustered by his almost undetectable accent. They think he sounds like he’s from Kentucky.
A robin tends her eggs. I could not bring myself to post the photo that actually went with this news story. God’s stuff works. Ours, increasingly, doesn’t.
Let all things be done decently and in order. –St. Paul, I Corinthians 14:40
The Church of Scotland has thrown this verse out the window, deeming the Holy Bible as written “very patriarchal” (oh, please) and sorely in need of a “21st century update” (http://www.breitbart.com/london/2018/03/09/women-penises-church-scotland-launches-transgender-support-guide/).
Another verse they have a problem with is Genesis 1:27, “Male and female created He them.” See, they just got this little 30-page booklet–a substitute for Scripture–that tells ’em all about embracing transgenderism and helping Satan to sell it. Okay, it doesn’t admit to helping Satan. But that’s what it is.
As one Church of Scotland bigwig says, “Some men have vaginas and some women have penises.” This is wicked nonsense spoken in God’s name. It is a serious sin.
And so another church bites the dust–on purpose, with its eyes open.
O Lord Our God! Remember, please remember, that these things are done without our consent, against our will, and over our objections. Grant this erring and rebellious church a spirit of repentance, before it’s too late. And protect us from the evil that has infected such churches. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
The gecko is grinning because he’s heard there are less than 200 comments to go in the race to post Comment No. 25,000 on this blog and win an autographed copy of The Silver Trumpet, Book No. 10 in my Bell Mountain series. Which is still at the printer’s, it seems.
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Phoebe, you asked for a rousing version of this hymn, and this is it: Your Grace and Mercy Brought Me Through, sung by the Mississippi Mass Choir. The soloist is the late Frank Williams. I noticed this video has over 4 million views.
Your hymn request came along just in time. I haven’t written up any news today, yet. Maybe I’ll just let the hymn deliver Good News.
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Y’know, I could probably use that picture of the scowling frog here, too…
I don’t know why so many of us continue to believe that imperfect people, sinners, can create perfect institutions–or perfect robots, for that matter. Because this is not possible, the spiritual character and moral stature of a nation become critical considerations.
https://leeduigon.com/2013/11/24/trusting-the-depraved/
It’s folly to hope that laws and institutions will make bad people good.
Bear with me if I seem a bit off my game this morning. The toilet was on the fritz this morning, but we were lucky to get Mr. Rooter and he has just left, having fixed the thing. I mean, really, if your toilet won’t work, you might as well be living under socialism.
Peep the Cat threw up all over the place.
And we have to take Patty’s car to the shop.
And buy our weekend’s supply of groceries.
So why the picture of the scowling frog? Ah, well, it was just too good to pass up.
Matt Boswell, singing O Church of Christ Invincible–Susan and I thought it would be a good way to start the day. It would be a good lesson for me to get through my thick skull: invincibility has seemed hard to come by, lately. But as St. Paul said, we really are invincible: “If God be for us, who can be against us?” (Romans 8: 31)
Is it true owls bob their heads and blink at you in code? I heard that was true. And, like, if you could crack the code, you’d be getting all these wise owl messages, and you could take credit for them so people would think it was you who was so wise, only then the owls would get mad and you would be in a lot more trouble than you ever expected…
(For maximum enjoyment of this video, turn down the annoying musical track.)