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My Review of ‘Risen’

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I don’t think I posted this article when it was published in our Chalcedon magazine; so here it is, in time for Easter.

When We Were Young and Very Foolish

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Back in high school, in the 1960s, my Catholic friends used to have CCD classes some nights; and the next day, as we walked home from school, they’d tell me what they’d learned.

We had a lot of laughs at their teacher’s expense, a priest named Father H___. Oh, boy, what a huckleberry! He just wasn’t with it, man!

“You won’t believe what that old boob Father H___ said to me last night,” said one of these kids, one day. “He said, ‘Y’know what your trouble is? You’re a humanist!'” We all exploded into laughter. Like there could possibly be anything even a little tiny bit wrong with humanism! That was rich, even for Father H___. He’s not just out of it. He’s crazy! Haw-haw-haw! If he only knew, or even just suspected, how much smarter we were than him–!

It’s a memory that causes me no little embarrassment.

Father H___, you were right, you couldn’t have been more right, and we were stuck-up young fools. And then along came college and made us even worse! I wasn’t in your class, but I heard all about it and was just as foolish as my friends: I, too, should have listened to you!

But no–we all succumbed to that old school-and-college trick of being led to believe we were tons smarter than our parents, than anybody over 30, except for our teachers and professors who told us how smart we were: and that was how they so easily manipulated us. Young minds, wired for trust, can be so defenseless.

*Sigh* Live and learn.

By Request, Big Mo, ‘The Funeral and Resurrection of Jesus’

Linda thought this would rouse our spirits: Big Mo, from his album, Remember Me, “The Funeral and Resurrection of Jesus.

Come on, now! Let’s see those Easter hymn requests. It’ll be here before you know it, so let’s get busy.

Let’s Have Some Easter Hymn Requests!

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Easter will be here before you know it. Whatever you think about the date assigned, Christians use it to proclaim that Jesus Christ’s resurrection from the dead is a historical fact–a thing that really happened. The thing that changed the world.

I would love to post Easter hymns every day for the next two weeks, but I wouldn’t much enjoy being the only one selecting them.

If you’re new to this blog, or simply if you haven’t yet requested a hymn for posting here–well, come on! The invitation’s open to all. Request your hymn by name, and if I can find it on youtube, I’ll post it here. Requests can be made in the former of a “reply” to any other post.

We do this for Christmas every year. So let’s do it for Easter, too!

Maybe They Don’t Want to be Rescued

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Can your idol do this?

I just posted a worship song called Rescuer: Jesus Christ, the Son of God, is our rescuer. That’s what the good news of the gospel is all about. We’re not stuck in this tar pit. We are not abandoned to the darkness.

If there’s no Jesus, there’s only this nightmare of a world-wide fornication theme park with its sideshows of violence and tyranny, run by know-it-alls who would crush you like a bug and not think about it even once.

Oh, not so! insists Michael Waldrond Jr., pastor of a megachurch in Harlem. In fact, says the pastor, believing that Jesus Christ is the only way to Heaven is–ahem!–“insanity” ( “That is not what Jesus even believed,” says he.

Oh, really? What did Jesus believe? Let’s ask Him.

“I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father but by me.” (John 14:6)

Well, bub, it looks like the Lord would disagree with you there. Waldrond’s congregation certainly does. Reportedly, the congregation is “outraged.” A noozie complains, “They sound like Trump supporters.” I think the nooze media is one of those things that Jesus will rescue us from.

So you can believe the gospel, which tells us that we have a rescuer and His name is Jesus Christ the Lord, the Son of God; or you can believe the humanists, who tell us they’re the rescuers–and then you can laugh yourself sick: that, or loudly lament and rend your garment–or you can believe some apostate preacher who tells you that any ol’ thing you believe in will get you into Heaven.

In which case, reverend, why is anybody wasting a perfectly good Sunday morning sitting in your church?


By Request, ‘Rescuer’

Linda thought this worship song might pump us up this morning: Rescuer (Good News) by the Irish band, Rend Collective. So here we go–are you ready for the good news of the gospel?

My Religion, and My Politics

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Liberals and pietists never tire of faulting us who “mix religion with politics”–even though, for leftids, their politics is their religion.

But they want Christians to compartmentalize their thought; and that’s how you wind up with professed Catholics like John Kerry and Nancy Pelosi pouring public money into the coffers of Planned Parenthood, defending and funding abortion. This is, to put it as mildly as I can, not honest.

If our “religion” does not manifest itself in the political positions we take, it’s not really our religion, is it? And when our country, as a matter of public policy, acts contrary to God’s immutable moral law, then our dear leaders drag us all into their own sin. Worse, they put our country in danger of God’s judgement–as when a few lawyers on the Supreme Court “legalize” the same-sex parody of marriage, without benefit of any law being passed by the legislature, and the, er, president orders the White House lit up with “rainbow” lights to celebrate this evil. It is wrong for Christians to support this. Instead, we should be praying for national repentance and a reversal of this course.

We are also faulted for not holding out for some mythical simon-pure righteous candidate: we should not have voted for Donald Trump, the liberals declare, because he’s a sinner and we’re supposed to be against sin. Never mind that we voted for him because the alternative, Hillary Clinton, was unthinkable. There was no righteous candidate. In 2016 the next president was going to be either Trump or Clinton, no one else. Not to vote for Trump was to help Clinton. And that was indefensible.

We cannot support public policies that are flagrantly abominable, nor the politicians who create and enact those policies. And the list of those policies would be a very long one.

So, yeah, I don’t care if my religion overlaps into my politics. I think it should. Period.

Daughter, Rest.

A lovely post by a new Christian blogger, Julia at TheBelovedStories     –LD

The Beloved Stories

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I don’t want to write about rest. I’ve been putting it off because I haven’t had time. Ironic.

Rest sounds weak, selfish. The sabbath is an outdated tradition and I’m a 21st century Christian. If I rest, I am doing this Jesus thing wrong.

Actually, if I rest, I realize I am doing this Jesus thing wrong. If I pause for five minutes, I learn how exhausted I am, how hungry I am for these words, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you…

Rest.” (Matthew 11:28, NIV)

Rest. If I do it, I dare to discover my great need for Jesus. I learn the victory of the Gospel is not up to me, but up to Him. Yikes. Say hello to my ugly pride.

Get this: when I refuse to rest, I lose sight…

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Encore: Jesus Shall Reign

I’m posting this yesterday for release today. Does that make any sense? Jesus Shall Reign, by Isaac Watts: “Blessings abound where’er He reigns.”

‘Praise to the Lord, the Almighty’

This was one of my mother’s favorite hymns, Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, sung here by the Altar of Praise Men’s Chorale. It was written in the 1600s by Pastor Joachim Neander–for whom the Neanderthal Valley, in Germany is named: and for whom, indirectly, Neanderthal Man is named.

Why are these beautiful pictures shown with so many of the hymns? Because they are pictures of God’s handiwork–hymns sung to God by His Creation itself.

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