If You See Mary, Tell Her It’s Not Funny Anymore
From a tree stump in New Jersey to a tree stump in Houston: it’s enough to give the person the idea that Mary could be an environmentalist.
Good for her, I guess, but not so much for me. I want to see the Virgin of Guadalupe! Is that too much to ask?
Apparently, she has made an appearance on a griddle in California, a chunk of ice in Michigan, and she has even showed up in bird poop (St. Francis would be so proud).
[Christianity, it seems, is for the birds. Ahhhh.]
But why oh why does she refuse to show for me? Is it because I’m a Menno-not? A smarmy surfer? A ‘P to the H to the D’? Is it due to my love for effective contraception? What is it? What does she have against me?
Or, what if I have seen it but failed to realize what I was seeing? That’s possible, right? I’ve read Wittgenstein. I understand that a line is not just a line. All seeing is seeing-as. You just have to have the kind of eyes trained to see it.
So, here you go. You tell me.
Support Israel Through NASCAR (Hey, Starr and Ellis, there’s hope!)
This is a real gem. America/Israel Racing . . . in a Toyota. Truly ecumenical. To think about what Mr. MacCaull says in the video, did Christians learn that they shouldn’t ‘turn their back on Israel’ after the creation of the State of Israel? It’s a curious phenomenon, right? Anti-Semitic for 2,000 years, but now racing buddies. Did ‘certain’ evangelical Christians undergo a massive conversion in respect to those... Read More
What if Haddaway had been Catholic?
Perhaps if the Catholic Church had not, historically, “offered its services” to every “well-intentioned” government it’s come into contact with for the past 1,700 years, I would be a little more sympathetic toward its recent complaints about its supposedly diminishing rights. (In case you are wondering: 1) I re-wrote the first line as, apparently, some people missed the tongue-poking-through-the-cheek nature of this... Read More
Alaskan Airlines in Collusion with . . . SATAN! (TLGP)
The early Christians were often at a loss as to how they were going to survive the Roman Empire. Indeed, many didn’t. The first three centuries of Christianity produced martyr after bloody martyr–pulled apart limb by severed limb, cast in iron cows that were heated by fire, torn apart by lions, tigers and bears, they were stabbed, pierced, choked, racked, raped, maimed, gored and mutilated all within sight of a boisterous audience. Unfortunately,... Read More
“Almost Paradise–We’re Knocking on Heaven’s Door” Five Questions with Brook Wilensky-Lanford (Not Loverboy)
Let it be known that I often judge a book by its cover–most definitely by its title. So, when I came across Brook Wilensky-Lanford’s Paradise Lust, I was immediately hooked. “Buy this book!” I shouted to myself. “And, please, please, please, let there be pictures!” Pictures galore (of maps–which, I found quite exciting as Indiana Jones is one of two major mentors in my life–the other being Han Solo.) Paradise... Read More