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The God Stuff

On a recent post, a reader commented, “What’s with all the God stuff?”

Though I’m quite sure it’s totally UNPC, I feel I must explain.

The post was about our first night in Germantown way back in 1957.  It was also about our family’s relationship to another family, my Dad’s calling, his vocation, and his move.

So, just so you’ll know.

I DO believe in God.

I cut my teeth on it.

One God – only, The LORD God Almighty.

I believe He is the Creator, Heavenly Father, and the Savior of mankind.

I believe in a fiat creation.  As in, God spoke the worlds into existence.  I believe He did it in six days, although, I’m willing to admit a day to Him could most possibly be totally different than a day to us.

I believe He created man in His image.

God creating Adam

I believe He created Eve from Adam’s side.

I believe man fell from Grace because of his sin, and as the Church Lady says, “Sa-TAN!”

I believe the Christian Bible IS the WORD of God, and does not just contain the Word of God.

I believe in the death, burial, and Resurrection of Jesus Christ.

I believe that Jesus Christ is, was, and always will be God…Christians call it the Trinity, as in God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit.

I believe Jesus Christ was both God and man at the same time.

I believe in the Virgin Birth of Jesus Christ.

I believe salvation is through Grace, not because of any ‘works’ one does.

I believe He saves  people from their sin if they ask Him to do so.

And I believe He is coming back to Earth again.

Just thought you might want to know, that’s why the God stuff is so important.

My Eyes Are Bad Enough Already!

… I’ll skip the eclipse today and watch it on TV.

Really, I’ve had glasses since the third grade, and as the years pass my vision gets worse.  I am not taking the risk.

Sure, sure, I’ve got a partially empty box or two, I could make one of those pin-hole things we did in grade school, but meh, I’ll wait for the news.

But, for many the eclipse is a big, big deal.  After all, one hasn’t passed over the United States for over a hundred years!

Astrologists tell us that an eclipse is a turning point, a theme for newness, and a good time to start something new.

In the Bible, many eclipses of the sun were seen as token of God’s anger (Joel 3:15 comes to mind.)

During the crucifixion of Jesus Christ, the world went dark in what was most probably an eclipse (Matthew 27:45.) Although many will argue as the darkness caused by an eclipse never lasts for more than six minutes and at that time the darkness lasted for three hours.  Also, at the time Jesus was crucified, it was Passover and the moon was full and it could not have been an eclipse.

Hey, God is still God and if He wants to change things…well, guess what, three hours it is, full-moon, half-moon, or blue moon!

Some say that today’s eclipse is a sign from God.

Frankly, I don’t think God speaks to us that way.  We may find God in nature – whether it is the sun, moon, stars, or the majesty of the Rockies, but he speaks to us through His Word.

At any rate, I’ll wait.  I’m sure ABC, CBS, NBC and the rest will all have great coverage and lots of pictures.

Save your eyes!

Have a great Monday.

Dustin Hoffman Turns 80 Today…

…and other random thoughts.

As I pondered whether to hurl my water bottle out the car window and at the driver who was annoying me, I remembered there would be fingerprints on the bottle, which led me to remember a movie with Armand Assante in which some real criminal lifted his fingerprint from a glass and placed it somewhere else – a window I think – to show that he, Armand, had committed the crime.

He was being framed of course: I mean really, Armand could never kill anyone.  And then I wondered, is Armand Assante dead?

Or was the Oliver Reed who died?

Of course I couldn’t check because I was driving. And heaven forbid that I google and drive!

And Siri was being hateful…

And what was the movie?

More thinking, more driving…

That’s right Passion and Paradise, it was a TV movie.  Set in the Bahamas but filmed in Jamaica – why do they do that?  Never film the movie where it’s set?

The film is a story of a rich magnate and expatriate during World War II, but filmed in 1989.

Their tightly knit community of privilege is reeling from the murder of Sir Harry Oakes and the prime suspect is Alfred de Marigny, a penniless gigolo and the son-in-law of Sir Harry!

Of course there’s no proof, but why not make some UP. That’s where the fingerprint came in.

They lifted it off a glass with tape and transferred it to the crime scene.

Could that work?

Wouldn’t that make every fingerprint ever suspect to fraud?

And wouldn’t that call for mistrials, and hung juries, and directed verdicts, and judicial jaundice just everywhere?

So by this time, I’d spent so much time wondering about the movie, the name of the movie, and was it really Armand and was he really dead, I nearly missed my exit.

And I’d completely forgotten about the other annoying driver who had started me on this rabbit trail to begin with.

But, I got to work on time.

Oh, and two days later, I finally checked; Assante isn’t dead, he just looks like it!

I know this had nothing to do with Dustin, but A. that’s how my mind works, and B. he really does turn 80 today.  Assante is only 67!

Othello, Shakespeare’s timeless story about race, love, jealousy, and betrayal was a bit too much for early 19th century Washingtonians.

Set in 16th century Venice and Cyprus, Othello the Moor (aka a black man), a general in the Venetian army has married Desdemona, a white woman, in secret.

Her daddy finds out and all hell breaks loose.

Stuff happens, Desdemona dies due to Othello’s unwarranted jealousy, a few others die, Othello is heartbroken when he finds out Desdemona had been faithful, and kills himself.

All in all, not your usual rom-com.

Well, it wasn’t a rom-com at all; it was a Shakespearean tragedy of the highest order.

When Othello was performed in Washington DC in the 1830s, a Washington Newspaper Reviewer called for the lynching of the playwright.

Shakespeare had been dead for over 200 years.

Nothing’s changed much.