How do things really work when it comes to truth and lies?

First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.

Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.

Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.
(my favorite quote by the Rev. Martin Niemöller)


(Getty image)

I don’t always understand how things work,
especially here at our beloved Word Press.

Take for example one’s “reader”…
In one’s reader, as one happily scrolls down the list of post’s written by those that one
has chosen to follow, WP will have a brief intermission by offering a post or two that “they”
think might pique one’s interest.

Kind of like a commercial or ad…but not…

It’s more like a recommendation of some other sort of post that one would assume would
be perhaps related to a followed post…
or not.

Maybe it’s about a recipe post or maybe a sports post…
Maybe it’s a post relating to the one you’d written earlier with a similar or like subject matter…

Or maybe it’s a post just to get your goat.

A post goading you into clicking, reading while getting you all riled up as you
roll up your sleeves readying to head over to the comment section…
This as your ire is now raised and you’re gunning to set the record straight with the individual
who WP so kindly thought you would enjoy visiting.

So I ask, why were they offering me a Hispanic / Latino-based posting, complete with
Hispanic subtitles (I don’t speak Spanish) along with a black and white photograph of WWII Nazis
with superimposed ICE labels on their backs with the title words boldly professing
“Trump is out to destroy families.”

I’ve not written or read anything about ICE, deportations, immigration, Nazi’s,
Hispanics or Trump today.
Thank goodness.

I did read a post about the book of James and the lesson on how to tame our tounges…
so maybe it was all just a test…hummmm

I felt as if WP was sadistically luring me into jumping into a fracas.

Where were the fun posts about the chocolate cake recipes or the ones with
the day’s funny cat memes??

Yet you should know, I was restrained.
I didn’t click.

I didn’t join in where I would just have just gotten mad and made others mad…
As all of that benefits no one.

And so that was what I was met with when I went to read my friend,
the Wee Flea’s latest posting.
And maybe it was due to the Flea’s words that brought parts of Pandora’s box
screaming my way.

It would be par for the course—

Caustic liberalism countering a conservative Christian view of things…
What’s new?

Tit for tat I suppose…
Equal time for the Ying and Yang of life…
As our society is all about equal…and yet….not really…

Our Wee Flea friend David Robertson was musing about an article which has now appeared in
the Scottish newspaper the Courrier, not one day, but for three days running…
all circling around like buzzards around the same dead story.

It seems that a certain Christian school Chaplin is coming under intense criticism
for being in opposition to Same-Sex Marriage of which, in turn, equates to homophobia
and thus is regarded as being hateful toward the LBGTQI communities.

Is it just me or are we adding new letters to that anachronism daily?

I’m sorry, did being in opposition to or of something have anything to do with hate?
Opposition simply means to oppose…as in not supporting, wanting, or dare we say, liking…
There is nothing there about hate.

I am opposed to black-eyed peas.
I don’t hate them, I just don’t want to cook them or eat them…
But I do cook them, despite my opposition because my husband likes them.

Same thing with banana pudding…I don’t hate it, I’m just opposed to it as my
dessert of choice—I prefer cherry pie instead…
I don’t hate bananas, or Vanilla wafers or meringue…
I’m just opposed to it all being put together as I don’t care for the taste…

You get the point.

David explains in his post that the articles regarding this Chaplin are all actually
quite false and he goes as far as to use the word ‘lie’ when referring to the articles
that have been written.

Never has this Chaplin said anything in the way of hatefulness or ugliness or derogatory
rhetoric toward any member of the aforementioned communities…
but perhaps it is merely his Christian beliefs that hold to the notion that such
aforementioned lifestyles run counter to God’s word.

I happen to agree that they do run counter to God’s word.

I don’t hate those communities, I just think they are choosing to live counter to the
word of God…
This as they do their darndest to convert the general populace into believing that
everything about their choices and lifestyles is all simply great…
Their stance is either ‘who cares what God has to do with anything’ or
‘let’s just rewrite what God has said in order to suit what we want.’

David writes…

But perhaps most chilling is the way that TIE (Time For Inclusive Education)
and the gay activists are prepared to use children to enforce their doctrine.
It is reminiscent of the way that Mao created the Little Red Guards,
in order to ensure that all of society conformed to his dictate.
This Maoist doctrine is precisely what is happening in Scotland today –
and few politicians, journalists or teachers are prepared to challenge it.

The hypocrisy from the politicians, media, and academia is appalling.
Are they demanding that Catholic chaplains should be removed because they are opposed to SSM
(Same-Sex Marriage)?
What about Muslims who are also opposed to SSM?
Should they be removed from public posts or would that be Islamaphobia?
(the third great sin of the secular liberals – the second is, of course, transphobia).

When SSM was passed (in the name of tolerance) we warned that one of the consequences
would be the marginalisation and demonisation of those who upheld the traditional
Christian position – and of course, we were mocked and abused as extremists
for suggesting such a ridiculous idea.
Now that we have vigilante groups of pupils attacking their school chaplain
in the media (who quietly acquiesce in this bullying) apparently, the real extremists are,
according to a local politician,
are those who are opposed to SSM;
a sin which makes you unworthy of public office.
And thus in one quick leap, we have moved as a society from tolerating difference
to equating those who oppose SSM with ISIS!
(One can only hope that the good people of Carnoustie have the sense at the next election
to get rid of a councillor who can spout such intolerant, irrational nonsense).

But what about the Church?

Here is an opportunity for the Church of Scotland to stand up for freedom of speech,
liberty of religion and to support one of its own ministers.
But not a word.
Nothing on their webpage, nothing on their social media and nothing to the press –
(unless of course, you know better).
It has been left to the Free Church and Baptist ministers to offer public support.
That tells you a great deal about the Church of Scotland.
It’s a spineless, gutless, Godless organisation,
which signals its virtue all over its own media,
but cannot even have the gumption or courage to stand up for one of its ministers
who is being pilloried in the press for holding a position which, until last year,
was their official position.

I also speak out because I know they will come for me too.

Already there have been a couple of pathetic attempts to have me removed as
a chaplain at the University of Dundee and I dare not reveal in public which schools
I am involved in (how sad that ‘tolerant, liberal Scotland has been reduced to this).
Because of the internet, there are vigilante groups who see it as their life mission to
cleanse the world of anyone who does not accept their agenda.
Most people can’t be bothered with the hassle and so just give them what they want.
I’m so thankful that Mike (like Israel Folau) has not caved in and is prepared to
stand up for what he (and millions of others) believe.
Lord, have mercy!

Scotland’s Little Pink Guards – The Strange Case of the School Chaplain, Time for Exclusive Education and Mob Rule

Lord have mercy indeed…

For judgment is without mercy to one who has shown no mercy.
Mercy triumphs over judgment.

James 2:13

What’s in a sign

So Gideon said to Him, “If now I have found favor in Your sight, then show me a sign that it is You who speak with me.
Judges 6:17

“When you know that something’s going to happen, you’ll start trying to see signs of its approach in just about everything. Always try to remember that most of the things that happen in this world aren’t signs. They happen because they happen, and their only real significance lies in normal cause and effect. You’ll drive yourself crazy if you start trying to pry the meaning out of every gust of wind or rain squall. I’m not denying that there might actually be a few signs that you won’t want to miss. Knowing the difference is the tricky part.”
David Eddings

“Is not the gospel its own sign and wonder? Is not this a miracle of miracles, that ‘God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish’? Surely that precious word, ‘Whosoever will, let him come and take the water of life freely’ and that solemn promise, ‘Him that cometh unto Me, I will in no wise cast out,’ are better than signs and wonders! A truthful Saviour ought to be believed. He is truth itself. Why will you ask proof of the veracity of One who cannot lie?”
Charles H. Spurgeon

DSC01697
(the sign in the clouds of perhaps a thunder cloud brewing / Julie Cook / 2015)

We are sign people.
We always have been and will most likely always be such.
We have looked to the skies, to the heavens, to the earth, to the depths, to the seas, to the wind, to the fire, to the mountains, to life and to death. . . you name it. . .
since the beginning of time we have looked for. . .
A sign. . .
A warning,
A signal,
A clue,
An indication,

Some sort of information. . .good or bad. . .

I’ve been living my life, as of late in my car, driving the backroads, the main streets, the highways and the interstates as I’ve been making my way to Dad’s.
2, 3, 4 times or more a week.
Back and forth from here to there.

I’m pretty certain I know every billboard, advertisement, road sign, speed marker, hiding spot for every State Patrol within a 70 mile shot.
And yet today, on my way home, on a lone and isolated stretch of interstate there was a small hand painted sign tacked to a tree which sat a ways back from the busy and perilous roadway, which was new to me and my sweeping driving vigilance.

“The End is coming soon,
be sure not to miss it”

Now we’ve been seeing signs stating information such as
“The End is Near”
“The Rapture is Coming”
“Jesus is coming”
“Are you ready?”
On and on and on with such predictions, omnitions and bold assumptions being posted for decades.

Signs that are hand painted to those professionally printed. . .
Signs posted on stakes in the ground at the end of road junctions, signs hung on telephone poles, signs held by the “faithful” . . .
This as I recall the famous song of the early 70’s. . .
“Signs, Signs everywhere a sign
blocking the scenery, breaking my mind. . .”

So this particular little white sign with red painted letters should have just been another blip
on the radar on my road-sign weary mind. . .
But yet it wasn’t.
There was something that made me want to do a double take, to actually stop, being able to read its red words while digesting them more slowly rather than swallowing them hard and fast within the 1/10th of a second exposure I had while racing along at my near 80 mph clip.

It wasn’t the first half of the sign that struck me, “The End is coming”, but rather it was the latter half, the “be sure not to miss it” half which made more of an impression.

“Now that’s an odd thought” I mused as I merged right toward my exit.

When THE end does come, which I’m thinking means Jesus appearing. . .
That’s to be something, I would think, which will be really, really, really BIG.
Something brilliant and spectacular. . .frightening to some, while overwhelming to others.
As in loud, triumphant, mind blowing, earth shattering, boat rocking, out of this world EPIC!
“How could anyone who has eyes and or ears miss such a display?! Miss it, really???
I practically snorted aloud with my smug and incredulous rhetorically silent questioning.

And then it hit me. . .

What if it is actually subtle, quiet, unassuming?
Wonder if one could really miss it?
The End that is. . .
Maybe, just maybe. . .instead of playing the role of the faithful who are all too assuming and therefore a bit jaded in our “waiting”. . .
maybe we should be more active, more vigilant, more attuned. . .watching, listening and waiting. . .
Not like the Henny Pennys among us who dash about frantically wailing that the sky is falling, but rather more subdued perhaps even a bit somber as we listen more closely, chatter less while putting down our clanging gongs and beating drums. . .silently,reverently. . .
stopping, pausing, waiting, watching and listening. . .

The Lord said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.”

Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.

Then a voice said to him, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”
1 Kings 19:11-13