It Was in the Bible First

Pyrrhus the king, whose death in 272 B.C. was almost an exact match to the death of Abimelech in the Book of Judges, 1,000 years earlier.

You’ve heard of a “Pyrrhic victory,” a victory that costs so much, it might as well be a loss. It was named for a real person, a king, Pyrrhus of Epirus, who invaded Italy and everywhere else he could get to, in a bid to conquer the world. There’s always some fool who wants to conquer the world.

Pyrrhus died in 272 B.C. Writing about him in the 1st  century A.D., the historian and philosopher Plutarch told how Pyrrhus came to a bad end. Attacking the city of Argos, Pyrrhus got caught up in the street-fighting. Watching from a rooftop, an old woman picked up a heavy tile and threw it down at Pyrrhus. It knocked him from his horse and, although it didn’t kill him outright, rendered him defenseless. A soldier on the scene then finished him off.

This is history. No one takes the trouble to dispute it. But let us turn to the Book of Judges, Chapter 9, in which Abimelech, illegitimate son of Gideon, tries to make himself the ruler of all Israel. He starts out by murdering his brothers, and all goes well for him until he gets involved in heavy fighting in the streets of a town called Thebez. And then:

“And a certain woman cast a piece of a millstone upon Abimelech’s head, and all to brake his skull. Then he called hastily unto the young man his armourbearer, and said unto him, Draw thy sword, and slay me, that men say not of me, A woman slew him.” (verses 53-54) And that was the end of Abimelech.

We don’t have exact chronology for the Book of Judges, but certainly Abimelech lived and died about 1,000 years before the death of Pyrrhus.

How could these two deaths be so much alike? Could Plutarch have read Judges? Even if he had, it’s highly unlikely that he would’ve just lifted information from the Jewish scriptures and plugged it into his secular history.

Are we dealing here with repeated patterns in history? Or with traditions that slowly work their way into the collective memories of widely separated nations? Or events that so strongly impressed people, that reports of them worked themselves all over the world, being slightly changed and distorted with every repetition?

All we can say for sure is that this story, this report, was in the Bible first, centuries before the birth of Pyrrhus or Plutarch.

It’s something to think about.

On Trusting God

2016 looks like it could be a pretty hard year. The wicked tower over us, and they think their time has come: they will separate God’s people from Him, once and for all, and engineer the demise of Christianity. They will hold on to all the power they’ve accumulated for themselves, and do everything they can to get more.

Looking at the state of this fallen world today, the thought comes creeping in, “Are we crazy? Don’t we see what’s being done? How are we to trust in God?”

Because, if we trust in God, and we’re wrong, then we lose everything. Absolutely everything.

But there’s a catch. By not trusting in God, we can’t hold on to anything. Not even our souls.

But if we’re right to trust in God, if we’re right–

Well, then we gain everything. Everything. Eternal life. A place in Christ’s kingdom, and a share in His glory. A mansion in His Father’s house. Blessings without number. No matter what we’ve suffered, no matter what has been taken away from us, we gain. And what we gain will be infinitely greater than our loss.

Faith is very much an all-or-nothing proposition. There is no safe middle ground, no way to put just some trust in God and reserve the rest. Playing it safe will get us nothing.

They tower over us, and we are like grasshoppers in their sight.

But as Caleb said, when the other spies reported on the unconquerable might of pagan Canaan, inhabited by giants, “Let us go up at once, and possess it, for we are well able to overcome it” (Numbers 13:30)

Trust in the Lord. Pray harder. Sing louder.

And remember what happened to Goliath.

 

‘Books? Yes, We Have Books’

(From George Pal’s The Time Machine, 1960)

Watch what happens when the Time Traveler from 1900 tries to question the dull, almost brainless Eloi of almost a million years into the future. In real life, of course, thanks to public education and nearly universal collidge, we’re getting there a lot faster than H.G. Wells ever dreamed. Many of our people have already attained Eloi-hood.

Knowledge gets lost, even when it’s written down. If no effort is made to preserve it, knowledge evaporates into the past.

The Kardashians. Comic books. Movies based on comic books. Video games about zombies. University-level courses in comic books. Courses in zombie studies. Feminism. Rap music. Gender-neutral pronouns and safe spaces. Hitch ’em all to the sleigh and they’ll take you straight to Eloi country.

In The Time Machine, the Eloi do serve a purpose: the Morlocks, who dwell in darkness underground, eat them.

What purpose is served by a 25-year-old living at home with Momma while he works for his bachelor’s degree in Gender Studies?

 

And Ka-boom Goes the Hoverboard

I never heard of hoverboards until a few weeks ago, when I heard a news report on the radio about hoverboards exploding or bursting into flame for no apparent reason.

It’s confusing because the gadget is not a board, neither does it hover. It’s a set of self-propelled wheels. But it’s got this lithium battery that can be tricky.

Get a load of the video: this was a serious fire. The kid only had his hoverboard for one day. He plugged it in to charge the battery, and thar she blows.

I think I’ll pass on this toy, folks. My bike will not blow up on me. My dinosaur figurines are not likely to burn down my apartment. I don’t care for possessions that turn on you and might could kill you. Leave that to old episodes of The Twilight Zone.

More Church ‘Relevance’

Radio personality Todd Friel has written a book, Judge Not (with Not crossed out), about some of the goings-on in some of America’s so-called evangelical churches ( http://www.amazon.ca/Judge-Not-Todd-Friel-ebook/dp/B019DD7LBA ).

The item that caught my eye was the incident of the pastor zip-lining into his church dressed up as Spiderman. My earnest desire to wake up went unfulfilled. You’re already awake, you’re stuck with it.  Crikey. Like, it ain’t real unless it comes out of a comic book? Somehow this was even worse than the youth pastor sticking peanut butter onto some kids’ armpits and having other kids lick it off.

No, I’m not making it up. I wish I were.

The churches with the Star Wars nativity scenes say they’re trying to be “culturally relevant.” I think that’s probably a sin. In fact, I’m certain it’s a sin. At the very least it’s a show of flagrant disrespect to God by persons who are supposed to be His servants. I would not want to have to explain such actions to the final tribunal.

A Misplaced Faith

In regard to the guy in Pensacola who crashed his car into first one shop and then another, saying he was trying to drive through a “time portal” (see yesterday’s post), reader Marge Hofknecht observed, “I have met individuals who take certain aspects of science fiction as the gospel truth…”

Yes, I know what kind of individuals she means. The kind who tell you, in all seriousness, “Jesus was a hybrid. He was half-extraterrestrial. That’s how he was able to do the things he did.”

Think about it. We have the vastest, most expensive education system ever devised by man, with more schools, colleges, and universities than have ever existed and millions more people in them, sitting in classrooms for many more years than is good for them… and what have we got to show for it?

I don’t even like to guess how many people believe categorically in space aliens, in super-intelligent ET philosopher-kings secretly manipulating history on earth, in planets where the native super-race is just waiting for the right moment to help humanity over the top, and on and on, without a single scrap of evidence.

We may not spend much time in the Bible, or in church, but we sure have time for science fiction movies and TV, comic books, video games, and all the other apparatus of self-instruction.

I’ve grown up loving science fiction. It’s fun. Years ago it was even more fun, when you had all those wonderful magazines like Galaxy, Fantasy & Science Fiction, Amazing Stories, Analog, and others. But we didn’t take it seriously!

Or did we?

I’m beginning to wonder. I really am.

When Not to Believe

I have been in discussion with persons who are appalled that I don’t believe in Evolution. It can only be because I don’t understand Science, or just refuse to understand it, whatevuh.

But in fact I have other reasons. I am guided by several rules that tell me when not to believe what people are telling me. In brief, I don’t believe ’em–

–When they are quick to stop debating, if they ever started, and resort to force, threats of force, or name-calling.

–When they happen to be persons with long histories of being caught lying and cheating.

–When they are advancing policies which, if followed, would shower them with fabulous wealth and vast new powers. Be especially sure not to believe them when you already know they’re cheaters (see above).

–When they are advocating public actions which will not damage them in the least, but which will cost you and me plenty.

–When habitually irreligious persons present themselves as doing God’s will, and claim divine sanction for whatever they’re trying to foist on us.

You will find all of the above to be abundantly present among the Global Warming crowd, the Evolution wallahs, and–it practically goes without saying–the “gay rights” fascists.

As to our country’s political leadership–well, the less said about that, the better. After all, it’s almost Christmas.

 

If We Were God…

God sent His only begotten Son into the world by way of a manger–a sort of tub that farm animals ate out of. But if God had been a man, if God had been like us, He would have done it differently.

Instead of bothering with shepherds, He would have had His angels appear on the White House lawn or Rockefeller Center. It would’ve been quite a show.

Instead of a manger, He would have provided a sprawling, towering palace sheathed in gold, with really nice marble statues, guards in fancy uniforms, an army of servants, trumpets blowing… the works.

Instead of a baby, He would have sent the Son to earth in the form of a dazzlingly handsome man, eight feet tall, with muscles on top of his muscles, diamond tie-tacks galore, way smarter than anybody else, with all the good intentions in the world–

And there would have been no Cross, no rejection by the authorities–

And none of it would have worked worth a damn, because Christ would have become just another celebrity among celebrities, a leader who scared half of the people to death and made himself just plain odious to the other half; who would have forced good things on us until we were sick of them; a Nero without the fiddle…

No, it wouldn’t have worked at all.

God, praise God, knew better than we will ever know. That’s why He sent us a baby in a manger.

‘White Christian Terrorists’???

No, this is not a satire. It is the latest eruption from Mt. Progressive. Soon you’ll be seeing a lot of it.

Columnist Cliff May recently was a guest of some guy named Thom Hartmann on “the No. 1 Progressive Talk Show in America.” (http://townhall.com/columnists/cliffmay/2015/12/09/divided-we-fall-n2091497 ) Never heard of it. Anyhow, Ol’ Thom Whatsisname made the–ahem!–assertion that Americans are “seven times more likely” to be murdered, on American soil, by “white Christian terrorists” than by Muslim terrorists. And this just a few days after San Bernardino.

Seven times, eh? Let’s see… since the first attack on the World Trade Center, the one that didn’t blow it up but still killed a bunch of people, Muslim bad guys have murdered more than 3,000 Americans here in America. So is Thom So-and-so suggesting that “white Christian terrorists” have slaughtered, oh, 21,000 Americans, without anybody noticing?

Hey–just search “White Christian Terrorists” and you’ll find all kinds of entries, from “statistics” compiled by the fanatical leftist hate group, the (lol) Southern Poverty Law Center, to the ravings of individual progressive bloggers.

Thom I-forgot-his-name-already was not asked to name any of these white Christian terrorist groups that has been making our streets run red with blood. I’m sure he would have come up with a few crazed individuals who did not actually belong to any group. But what would he have given us by way of Christian terrorist groups? The Southern Baptists? The Republican Party? The Roman Catholic Church? Rotary Club?

Are these people quite all there?

President *Batteries Not Included informs us, repeatedly, that the Islamic State is not Islamic and has nothing to do with Islam. I guess they just call themselves that to disguise the fact that they’re all Methodists.

So fervent is the progressives’ hatred of Christianity, that they go rushing to embrace Islam. Is that what they really want? What will they do when their Islamic buddies start tossing their gay buddies off the tops of buildings, and subjecting their feminist buddies to honor killings and genital mutilation? Uh, guys, have you thought this thing through?

I wonder how long it will take the New York Times to hop on board the “white Christian terrorists” bandwagon?

And next year’s national Democrat Convention ought really be something to see!

Bigots ‘n’ Haters and Croaking Frogs

Bigot… hater… bigot… hater… bigot… hater…ribbit, ribbit, ribbit…

Hear the libs and the progressives, croaking away like frogs, the same thing over and over again, incessantly repeated. With racist thrown in, at every opportunity.

We are the objects of their incantation.

And why? Because we will not abandon moral standards that have been held, unchanged for thousands of years, by virtually the entire human race. Because we will not jettison sexual morality as defined for us by the Word of God, and instead embrace newfangled pseudo-morality invented only in the last few years by perverts, academics, lawyers, and left-wing politicians. Because we will not be part of a bizarre social experiment based on sodomy and other sexual aberrations.

The temptation is to hate them. It is a very strong temptation. Besides which, it’s right to hate God’s enemies, and to pray for their sudden and complete downfall.

The temptation is to give in to anger.

But I’m pretty sure God wants us to be stronger than that. I think He wants us to have enough faith in Him not to believe that He will wring His hands helplessly while His whole creation is taken over by men who say they’re women.

I think He wants us to resist–not by shedding blood, but by speaking the truth, by prayer, and by refusing to participate in these abominations. Speaking the truth boldly, and not with half a mouth, not with backing and filling and apologizing. The time for that has long since passed.

Those who do abominations, and try to force others to join in–unless they repent, their damnation is sure. It is not God’s will that any soul should perish, but that all should come to repentance (2 Peter 3:9), so that He can forgive them and grant them life.

But there are plenty who will not repent. They’re walking tall and riding high, but they have already perished.

Let the frogs croak. Their incantations are in vain.