When they’re not actually asleep, kittens can be perpetual motion machines. That time we brought Buster and Missy home, their first night here, I was moved to cry out, “Are you sure there are only two of them?” But at least they never found their way into the innards of the box spring, like Robbie and Peep did.
I think we all know that the brass ring, for global elitists, is a world government. Absolute power. Because they’re The Smartest Persons In The World and we should consider it a privilege to be ruled by them.
How crazy are these kooks? How filled with hubris? Here’s how they put it back in the Seventies, in Humanist Manifesto 2:
“Using technology wisely, we can control our environment, conquer poverty, markedly reduce disease, extend our life-span, significantly modify our behavior, alter the course of human evolution and cultural development, unlock vast new powers, and provide humankind with unparalleled opportunity for achieving an abundant and meaningful life.”
If that doesn’t give you the willies, you’re probably dead.
Oh! And all you’ve got to do is give up all belief in God, all hope of eternal life and forgiveness of sins, and the last vestige of sane humility.
Now, who’s going to do all these wonderful things? Sinners and idiots, of course. Who else would want to sit where God sits and try to do His job? They’ve got the power of the state and the omniscience of Science–what could possibly go wrong?
But when anything does go wrong, whatever that might be–coronavirus, for example–then it can only be because someone has slipped up somewhere! Things are not supposed to go wrong–not with us geniuses running the show. Some Hater must’ve snuck some sand into the works. Or maybe the ungrateful deplorables out there didn’t do what we told them to. It can’t be that The Smartest Persons In The World aren’t fit to be gods!
The bigger the government, the bigger its crimes. If the 20th century ever taught us anything at all, it should have taught us that.
This creepy pagan pseudo-religion has oozed into our civilization year by year, mostly without Christians even noticing, let alone going out on a limb to proclaim the truth. There is only one person who has the right to set His throne upon the earth–Jesus Christ, and none other.
Meanwhile, the expectation that Everything Is Supposed To Go Right only makes us prone to panic–just as we are seeing in waves of dread and terror over imaginary Climate Change and not-imaginary coronavirus: real, but not The End O’ The World.
Do you really want these self-anointed nincompoops modifying your behavior?
As they confessed once before, and long ago, they have no king but Caesar.
We have no king but Christ.
We did our regular weekend grocery shopping this morning instead of tomorrow, hoping to beat the crowds. In this hope we were disappointed.
It’s a good thing we didn’t need toilet paper, because there wasn’t any–sold out to the last roll. *Sigh* Didn’t beat the crowds, either.
Most of the people there–not all of them–tried to remain polite and good-natured, and most succeeded. The lines at the checkout counters were just short of impassable. And most of the carts were filled to the brim.
It’s all a panic over coronavirus. Many more people get killed by the flu every year, but nobody panics over that. That’s because flu happens every year and it’s not big news. Coronavirus is perceived as something new–and I don’t know what people are expecting from it. Doomsday? “Bring out your dead, bring out your dead”?
Which leads me to another post…
Joshua found this one for us, another hymn to the tune of “Auld Lang Syne”–Unending Love, Rosy Marr. With background sets by God the Father.
I’ve got to get this hymn request in while Ina is still up, out there in Scotland. They’re five hours ahead of us, I think.
Millenium Prayer, by Cliff Richard–isn’t it amazing, what happens to “Auld Lang Syne” when it’s put to the service of Christ’s Kingdom.
They’re ruining it–why?
Some of you will realize that this was published here last week as a blog post, and that I’ve just expanded it a little for Newswithviews.
Well, why not? I feel strongly about being subjected to spiritual and cultural pollution, and I can’t help thinking there’s a lot more of that sentiment out there than people dare express.
Leftism soils and debases everything–yes, everything–it touches.
Happily, we’re always adding readers to this blog–and, I hope, many of them will want to post comments. For their benefit, here are some of the rules we follow here.
It was tremendously liberating, when I realized that I didn’t have to publish comments by trolls, but could simply delete them as soon as I saw them. I don’t want to join the Speech Police, but I will enforce the rules.
It’s so easy, in the social media, for one little drip to pretend he’s several dozen different people as he attacks a Christian blog for not being Far Left Crazy. Note to same: we do see through you, sunshine. Don’t think we don’t.
Here’s a hymn I’d never heard before–No, Not One. Played by Nathan and Lyle, and family. Click here for the lyrics: https://library.timelesstruths.org/music/No_Not_One/
Do you get the impression this dog wants the chicken to chase him? I do. I’d also like to see what would happen if she caught him. But I don’t think the hen is giving it quite her all.
And we have a hymn request from Joshua, too–Joyful, Joyful We Adore Thee, sung a capella by GLAD.