An Archeological Enigma: Potbelly Hill

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In 1995, German archeologists made an eye-popping discovery in southern Turkey. At a site whose Turkish name means “Potbelly Hill,” scientists are digging up what they claim is the oldest temple in the world. You can see many pictures of it here.

How old is it? Scientists estimate it was built around 10,000 B.C. Some Creationists will object to that, but I’ve become agnostic about prehistoric dates. After all, God has not told us how long Adam and Eve lived in the Garden of Eden, or what He was doing with the rest of the planet during that time. Anyhow, 10,000 B.C. is only a guess, based on the style of the site’s monoliths and artwork.

Suffice it to say they’re convinced it’s really, really old—older than Stonehenge, older than Mesopotamia’s oldest cities, older than the pyramids of Egypt: way older than any of these.

Feast Your Eyes On “The Last Banquet”

I don’t know about you, but I need to take a break from politics: just a little breather before diving back into the mosh pit. In fact, I don’t even want to mention it today.

Instead, I prefer to announce the publication of my new book, The Last Banquet, the fourth book of my Bell Mountain series (see the little ad on the right-hand margin of this page)—hot off the press, available via amazon.com in either paperback or Kindle.

At least check out the dynamite cover by Kirk DouPonce: here’s a link so you can see it.

If you—or your children, ages 12 and up—like tales of heroes and villains, fantastic animals, exotic locations, miracles, battles, intrigues and treacheries, prophets and barbarians and even more eccentric characters: hey, here they are! And in contradistinction to such fare as “Harry Potter,” “Twilight,” “Game of Thrones,” or “Hunger Games,” these books are written from a Biblical perspective: which makes them rather unusual, as fantasy novels go.

The Bell Mountain books are about a nation that has, over a long time, grown deaf to God’s voice; and how God uses certain individuals to re-establish humanity’s relationship with Him. While the great lords and powerful clergymen remain imprisoned in their worldly wisdom, God speaks to children, old men, old women, slaves, and hermits, using the weak things of the world to overthrow things that are mighty.

But don’t be alarmed—it’s not a series of “religious” tracts. It’s adventure and wonder set in an imaginary world.

Blasphemy Night at St. George’s Church

February 16, 2012 – NewsWithViews.com

Anglicans in Canada must have been jealous of Presbyterians in the USA prancing around in animal costumes and calling it a worship service. They pondered and pondered, and finally up with something worse.

The other night at St. George’s Anglican Church in St. Catherines, Ontario, a band of giggling pagan priestesses staged The Vagina Monologues (admission, $20): and they performed it at the altar.

For those unfamiliar with it, The Vagina Monologues has been floating around since 1996, to the delight of freaks and feminists throughout the Western world. I admit that I have never seen the show, nor do I plan to see it, ever. But there are many descriptions of it on the Internet, and they all tally.