I'm Baaaaaaack!!!!!!

WOW!!!! It has been forever since I last posted. I'm so sorry to all of you griped me out for not posting. Well, what to say....hmmm.

Oh, I know! Well, I've moved my office from First Assembly of God to a building right across the street from campus. It's a great location. Closer to my mission field, and also closer to Chipotle and Radina's. God love'em all! In the days since, my pressure has gone down a little (it's been way high, getting that checked out next week). Maybe some stress lifting? I don't know.

I will be posting some videos in the near future. Some of them in keeping with my critique of Christian subculture. Once again, lest anybody misundertake me, I am a follower of Christ. However, I am not so proud of a few of the directions some of my brothers and sisters in the Lord have taken. So, as my protest, I'm getting a few jabs in via this blog thingy. Hope you enjoy!

https://www.donstewartassociation.com/home.htm

Go to this website and tell me what you think. Oh, and sorry I haven't been posting. Life's nuts right now. To make up for it, here are some funnies:

If Oprah married Deepak Chopra, she would be Oprah Chopra.

If Olivia Newton-John married Wayne Newton, divorced him, then married Elton John, she would be Olivia Newton-John Newton John.

If Snoop Doggy Dogg married Winnie the Pooh, he would be...

Let Me Share My Infection...

I love reading C.S. Lewis. Interestingly, I used to think he was so deep and hard to get into. Well, he is deep in that he thinks deeply. So often people gloss over concepts in faith and never take time to digest the meaning. We swallow in whole bites without chewing, neglecting the thought and care of what the concepts mean in and of themselves and the implications they hold for our existence. Lewis camps out on a concept, pitches a tent, pulls out a shovel, and digs. What happens next (and this is the beaty of Jack), is that he finds ways to show us the depths he's dug and what he's discovered. Yes, I used to think he was too deep. I just never read him enough to know that he was really making so many things so much simpler.

I read this this morning:

Some of you may feel that this is very unlike your own experience. You may say 'I've never had the sense of being helped by an invisible Christ, but I often have been helped by other human beings.' That is rather like the woman in the first war who waid that if there were a bread shortage it would not bother her house because they always ate toast. If there is no bread there will be no toast. If there were no help from Christ, there would be no help from other human beings.... Men are mirrors, or 'carriers' of Christ to other men. Sometimes unconscious carriers. This 'good infection' can be carried by those who have not got it themselves. People who were not Christians themselves helped me to Christianity. But usually it is those who know Him that bring Him to others. That is why the Church, the whole body of Chistians showing Him to one another, is so important.

Some carry the infection, but exhibit no symptoms. I pray I will be wonderfully infected and tremendously contagious. I want no cure.

Sorry, been working on some big projects, and had Spring Break last week. Here's the latest. Sin soap. It'll wash all yer sins away! This brings me to a question: in what ways does the of Christ "wash away" our sins? I mean...the sins are still there, right? And if we make ourselves behave after salvation then is it not our willpower that takes sins away? I know the positional vs. practical righteousness stuff, but I wonder if some people think that the of Jesus is like soap that "warshes all'em sins down the to'let of the flesh!" Sorry, I'm being facetious. But really. To what extent are we clean from sin in this life? Anybody got any great ideas? I've got my own, but I want to hear from y'all.

Misty is trying to kill me with health food. The other morning I was planning on having some good ol' toast and butter and jelly. mmmm. What's this? No Jelly? Why, Misty had just beent to the grocery store the day before to stock up. What gives?
"Misty?" I say.
"Yes, Dear?"she says.
"Do we have any jelly?"
"No."
I'm perplexed, but I continue. "Didn't you go to the store yesterday?"
"Yes."
"Did you forget to buy jelly?"
Silence.
I continue, "Did you think to buy jelly?"
"Yes," she says, "I thought about it."
Now, I think I'm getting the picture. "But you didn't buy it?"
"No."
"Why," I say.
"Because it has high fructose corn syrup in it and it's bad for you. I bought honey instead. It's better for you."
Grrrrrrr.
Maybe I should stock up on these Bible Bars. Wheat, barley, raisins, honey, figs, pomegranates, you know, what they ate in the Old Testament. Actually, they left out the roasted bull, goat, and those sweet flakes of wholesome goodness from heaven, Manna. Part of a well-balanced breakfast!

Vote for Jack

I remember sometime ago, when I was a kid, I saw one of my friends biting his fingernails. I thought to myself, “Hmm, they say that’s a habit. I wonder if I could start biting my nails today and make a habit of it.” I’ve been biting my nails ever since.

Well, I did it again. I began a habit on purpose. It’s “24.”

I’ve heard so much about this program, how compelling it was and how addictive it was. So, having never seen an episode before in my life, what did I do? I instructed my Netflix lackeys to send me the first three discs of season one. So far, we’re into hour five, and we can’t wait to watch hours six and seven tonight.

I love suspense, so does Misty. This program is brilliant suspense. The plot thickens and changes and morphs from episode to episode. It is also refreshing to see a hero (Jack Bauer) do the right thing, regardless of policy and protocol. We need that in our government today. I vote for Jack Bauer for President.

Sadness...

Misty's dad died last week. A better man than Ralph would be hard to find. He was my mentor, and I will miss him greatly. I love you, Dad.