Wednesday, March 16, 2011

this is revolution...He is Revolution!

Is this war?
Yes this is spiritual war!

For our battle is not against flesh and blood!

If it has flesh and blood , it's not your enemy!!

Monday, March 30, 2009

Prayer!


Here is a poster i made. Download and post. Paste.
Amen and Revolution.

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

discipline.... the time to right is write now!

I really think the internet is too sticking big. Sometimes its size is helpful, other times its ridiculous.

Here is something to ponder. For every one truth there are possibly infinite lies about it.

This is a sentance.

That sentance was not an elephant. That sentance was not a cloud. that sentance was not my foot.... ad infintitum.

Jesus Christ is Lord. (truth)

Jesus was just a guru (lie) He was a myth (lie)

There is absolute truth.

Someone says "There is no absolute truth." And the question to that person is of course:

Is that True?

I am currently adding to the mastodon that is the internet.

this post is lonely and will never be read.

onward/.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Ernest Goes To Hemmingway The desert sun certainly has an adverse effect on chocolate milk.


Ernest goes to Hemmingway is the new song we are working on.

Here is a poster of a joke Jer suggested.

You can buy a tshirt through zazzle. ERNEST SHIRT

Crass commercialism. But Hey incidentally Ernest DID KNOW what there was to know. Do you know?

That is Our true king, The righteous One. Jesus.

Tonight we are practicing over at Sam Nooney's house. Rad Company. We have been practicing there for a couple months now. It was nice to move out of Dave's depressing trailer. That is where a lot of depression brewed. Now we have all our gear set up. and a sweet Poster of our super rad friend ernest p worrell.

God Bless you ernest.

here are some Ernest Quotes:

Quotes for
Ernest P. Worrell (Character)
from Ernest Goes to Camp (1987)
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Ernest Scared Stupid (1991)
Kenny: Ernest I got it! What we need is a tree house!
Ernest P. Worrell: I thought we needed dress shields.

Trantor the Troll: You will die for the disgrace of your forefathers!
Ernest P. Worrell: I didn't have four fathers! I only had one father and I didn't know him that well!

Ernest P. Worrell: How 'bout a bumper sandwich, Boogerlips?

[When seeing Trantor the Troll for the first time]
Ernest P. Worrell: Oh, I sure hope you're from Keebler!

Ernest P. Worrell: I never knew when to quit. Just ask my fourth grade teacher.

[while driving to the treehouse with a now wooden Rimshot]
Ernest P. Worrell: What good is a wooden dog? Oh, sure they swim better, but what am I gonna call him, Splinter?

Ernest P. Worrell: Boy, Jimmy. When you play charades you play for keeps. Knowhatimean?

Ernest P. Worrell: [to the troll] You'd better stay away. I know jujitsu, kung fu, karate, tai chi, and I saw "Hulkamania" three times. Once in slow-mo.

Ernest P. Worrell: [about the troll] He looked like a big giant Mr. Potato Head. Except he was shaped more like a watermelon.

Ernest P. Worrell: Nuh uh, ain't no trees in Botswana, nuh uh, I know, I AM a Botswanian lumberjack, and I ain't never had a job...

Ernest P. Worrell: [as the Old Lady] Be grateful, little trolls in China don't even get milk.

Ernest P. Worrell: [being attacked by the troll] Help, help! May day! May day! Christmas Day! Colombus Day!

Ernest P. Worrell: Pretty soon the kids won't have to worry about eating their Brussel sprouts because the Brussel sprouts will be eating them.

Ernest P. Worrell: [to Rimshot] We have nothing to fear but fear itself, plus the known fact that Old Lady Hackmore will turn us into a couple of drooling, red eyed zombies if she catches us here.
[knocks on the door]
Ernest P. Worrell: Well, nobody home, I guess they're out robbing graves or biting the heads off chickens or whatever's in Voodoo Vogue.

Ernest P. Worrell: Miak!

Ernest P. Worrell: How about a little Miak!
Trantor the Troll: Miak?
Ernest P. Worrell: Yeah, Miak. I bet you thought I couldn't find any at this time of the year, well a little resourceful for ya, a little to light on my feet. Eat Miak and die!

Ernest P. Worrell: [Rimshot's been turned to wood] Rimshot! Oh my God.
Kenny: Don't worry, Ernest, we'll figure out some way to beat this.
Ernest P. Worrell: I'll tell you how we beat this thing, I'll tell you how we beat it. My great great granddaddy put him in that tree and so can I. Somebody with a runny nose is going to die.

Ernest P. Worrell: There's nothing in that tree for me.

Ernest P. Worrell: [about the troll] It looked like a great big Mr. Potato Head only it was the size of a watermelon!

Ernest P. Worrell: [after running over the troll and not finding him] He must be a greasy spot in the road.

Ernest P. Worrell: Make sure your shoes are on the right feet and all your furniture's up against the WALLLL!

Ernest P. Worrell: Sheriff Binder open up! It was awful, the thunder and the lightning, and it had great big teeth and things on its ears like this! It was at least this big and at least this long!
Cliff: Whoa, whoa, Ernest, what's going on?
Amanda: Ernest do you know what time it is?
Ernest P. Worrell: Maybe Old Lady Hackmore was right, maybe it WAS a troll! Luckily I was there to beat it within an inch of its face.
Cliff: Old Lady Hackmore?
Ernest P. Worrell: Yeah the kids and I built a treehouse out there and she got REAL STEAMED.
Amanda: You took Kenny and the kids out there? Trespassing on an old lady's property?
Cliff: Yeah, but what happened?
Ernest P. Worrell: Sheriff, I saw a troll! I really saw a troll!
Kenny: Dad, something really weird WAS happening in those woods tonight!
Ernest P. Worrell: Yeah, you gotta do something, Sheriff.
Cliff: Now calm down, Ernest, you probably just had a bad dream. So pinch yourself.
[Ernest pinches himself and screams]
Cliff: and go home.
Ernest P. Worrell: Oww! I'm not dreaming, this really hurts!

Ernest P. Worrell: We got him, Rimshot, we got ol' Honkerhead himself.


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Ernest Saves Christmas (1988)
Harmony Star: Hey, Ernest, how did it go?
Ernest P. Worell: It worked great. Victory is at hand. Now we have to move onto what I like to call "Plan B."

Ernest P. Worell: I am one with the Yuletide, know what I mean?

Ernest P. Worell: What we have here is a failure to accumulate.

Ernest P. Worell: [quietly] Santa Claus.
Mary Morrissey: What did you say?
Ernest P. Worell: His name is Santa Claus!
[children giggle]
Ernest P. Worell: That's it. Yuck it up. He happens to be a close, personal friend of mine. Nyah-nyah-nyah-nyah-nyah. Fifth graders think they know everything.

Ernest P. Worell: [gesturing to Santa's sack] You better check it out.
Santa Claus, aka 'Seth Applegate': Why?
Ernest P. Worell: Call it... Uh, a fifth sense. Call it a flash of intermission, but I just got this feeling deep down in the heart of my bottom.

Ernest P. Worell: You know, I don't tell many people this, but Christmas is just about my favorite time. Ever since I was a little kid, I always felt like it was my own personal holiday.

Harmony Star: There's no such thing! Think about it: a guy who flies around the whole world in one night. It just doesn't quite correspond to the laws of time and travel.
Ernest P. Worell: Now, now, now, now, now, it's possible. You take the International Date Line, multiply it by the Time Zones, divided by the accelerated rotation of the earth... uh, carry the 1, and, uh, allowing for the Vernal Equinox on the Tropic of Cancer, he might just pull it off.

Ernest P. Worell: Ahh, smell those Christmas trees. You can keep your 'Channel' Number 5, just give me a whiff of the old lonesome pine. That symbol of brotherly love, that centerpiece that all mankind gathers around to share the cranberry sauce shaped like a can.

Ernest P. Worell: No, there's only one person authorized to operate this sack. His big, red, oneness: The Claus.

Santa Claus, aka 'Seth Applegate': This is Ernest. I'm Santa Claus.
[odd silence]
Ernest P. Worell: Surprised?
Harmony Star: Uh, no. No, not - not really.

Film Studio Gate Guard: [advances toward's Ernest's truck to see what is under the tarp in back] I'd better have a look.
Ernest P. Worell: [disguised as a snake rancher, referring to the venomous "snakes" under the tarp] Careful, now... them be "pisin"!
[lunges at the guard, who gasps and winces]
Ernest P. Worell: "Pisin" snakes! One minute, you be a strappin' young man like yerself, an' the next...
[imitates a snake's fangs with his fingers]
Ernest P. Worell: SNAP!
[swipes his "fangs" at the guard, who again gasps and winces]
Ernest P. Worell: Yer dead meat!

Ernest P. Worell: [disguised as a snake rancher, referring to the venomous snakes in the back of his truck] Ya want one fer yer boy? I gave one to my boy last year...
[removes his hat]
Ernest P. Worell: [singing] Rock of ages... a-cleft fer me... let me hide myself in thee... That's all these movie people want...”pisin"!

Harmony Star: Why didn't you just tell him you were robbed? This all could have been avoided if you'd just lied!
Ernest P. Worell: If there hadn't been children present, it might have been a very ugly scene indeed.
Ernest's Boss: [tosses Ernest's tree out of the door after him, knocking him down] Merry Christmas!
[laughs sadistically as Ernest lies face down on the pavement]
Harmony Star: Ernest, you are in serious need of help.

Ernest P. Worell: [Vern opens the door] Ho ho ho, Vern!
[Vern slams the door shut]

Ernest P. Worell: Hey! Listen, I gotta get these reindeer down to the children's museumm, like, five minutes ago, you know what I mean?
Chuck: Elms?
Ernest P. Worell: No. Ernest.
Chuck: Your name ain't Elms?
Ernest P. Worell: No. Ernest.
Chuck: We're holding these reindeer for a guy named "Helper Elms". Now, we've got some REAL good questions, and he'd better have some REAL good answers.
Ernest P. Worell: Look, it's a long story, but before I tell you, let me ask you something. Do you believe in Santa Claus?
Chuck: [eyes the flying reindeer on the ceiling] Somehow... I knew this question was going to come up.

Ernest P. Worell: [first lines; singing as he drives a taxi] Oh, Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree, oh Chriiistmas tree.
[repeats over and over... and over]
Cab Passenger: Hey, could you hurry it up? I've got a flight to catch!

Ernest P. Worell: [disguised as Marty Brock's mother] Don't try to defend him, honey, there's no future in it.

Ernest P. Worell: [after getting out of the taxi] That'll be $32.50.
Santa Claus, aka 'Seth Applegate': Here you go.
Ernest P. Worell: [notices the money] Hey, uh, this ain't real.
Santa Claus, aka 'Seth Applegate': What?
Ernest P. Worell: This money carries the likeness of one...
Ernest P. Worell: [with funny faces] "Mr. Funtime".


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Ernest Goes to Jail (1990)
Ernest P. Worrell: I came! I saw! I got blowed up!

Ernest P. Worrell: Did you hear the one about the three legged dog that walked into a bar and said, "I'm lookin' for the guy that shot my paw."

Ernest P. Worrell: Mr. Poodle-Smurf is lucky to have me. One day, I'm gonna walk into his office and I'll say: 'Oscar Babe'.
Oscar Pendlesmythe: WHAT?
Ernest P. Worrell: Oh good morning Mr. Poodle-Smurf, Puddle-Smit, Smiddle-Poot...
Oscar Pendlesmythe: Pendlesmythe you idiot!

Ernest P. Worrell: I've never been inside a restaurant that doesn't have a drive-thru window before.

Guard: Eat, Greaseball!
Ernest P. Worrell: I didn't order grease ball.

Ernest P. Worrell: We're sequestered. And on top of that we can't even leave! This is just great.

Ernest P. Worrell: Like in real, really, really, really, really real prison? The hoose-gow, the slammer, the joint, Alcatraz, San Quentin, Sing Sing, Oh no. I'm in... I'm in... jail!

Ernest P. Worrell: Death row? You mean like the chair, the hot seat, dead meat, deep 6, it's over pal, you're outta here bub, the groundhog's are bringing you your mail, you're picking turnips with a step ladder, the no tomorrow row? That kind of row? Oh no. The row?

Ernest P. Worrell: [to lawyer as he's being taken to the chair] You pal, you're not getting anymore of my business!

Ernest P. Worrell: I've been vandalized by Elvis.

Ernest P. Worrell: So it's come to this. A pointless, miserable end to a shallow, meaningless life. But it's as it should be. It's the hand I've been dealt, and I have to play it as it lays. Oh, I'm not going to cry because life's thrown me a curve. I'm not going to whine because I got mashed potatoes when French fries is what I really wanted. It's time for me to step up to the plate, belly up to the bar! It's time for me to look fate square in the eye, flare my nostrils, breathe life's last breath! It's time for me to lie down with lions so I can soar with the eagles! All right! I'm ready! Come and get me! Let's do it!

Ernest P. Worrell: [finding Rimshot in the trashcan] What kind of person would throw away a perfectly good dog?

Ernest P. Worrell: [after being electricuted by the electrical chair] You beeter watch out Ruben. I'll zot you.
Rubin Bartlett: You're a dead man, Worrell.
Ernest P. Worrell: Very well. You know I am Ernest P. Worrell, electro-man.

Ernest P. Worrell: [after drying himself off with his body dryer and checking the circuit board] Oh, there's my problem right there. This wire's got a little sh...
[gets electricuted]
Ernest P. Worrell: short in it.
[Then a metal comb clings to his vest]
Ernest P. Worrell: Gosh, not again.

Ernest P. Worrell: [after removing a metal lid that clinged to his face with a lobster still stuck on his face] I recommend the lobster.

[Ernest and the crew he's with are being forced to go into a jail cell, and Ernest is mistaking the prison he's in for his jury crew, and a guard comes up from behind him and hits him]
Ernest P. Worrell: I hope you've got a good story to tell my boss! After all, I do have a living to earn.
Mean prison guard: Now look, Nash -...
Ernest P. Worrell: My name is "Worrel, Ernest P. Worrel."
Mean prison guard: Oh, Mister Funny-Man, huh? Yeah, Mister Funny-Man. You'll think funny when you're tapping to the tune of 2-20, son!
[throws him into his cell, right next to them]
Ernest P. Worrell: That is the rudest bailiff I have ever seen in my life.

Ernest P. Worrell: Real men are not intimidated by physical threats against their personal selves, and, ironically, neither am I.


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The Ernest Film Festival (1986) (V)
Ernest P. Worrell: Vern? Vern? Looks like you need some mouth to mouth resignation.

Ernest P. Worrell: Ya know, Vern, Cream O'Weber Highland sour cream is good on anything from potatoes to tacos, that it was inspired me to write this poem. I infectionatly call it "Sour Cream" by Ernest P. Worrell. Actually, it's by Cream O'Weber Highland, I just wrote the words. "Roses are red, violets are blue, sour cream is white, and comes in a tub."

Ernest P. Worrell: You gotta give your fair share, Vern, because if you don't pitch in your part and I don't pitch in my part, these poor people won't have a part to pitch in. Get Ernest 'bout the United Way, knowhutImean?

Ernest P. Worrell: Hey Vern, ya diggin' a hole? Why? Did you call the gas company first? Why not? Vern, if you don't call before you dig, you could hit a gas line and ruin a perfectly good afternoon, knowhutImean? No heat. No hot water. Ya can't cook and you're sure not gonna make any new friends down at the gas company, knowhutImean?

Ernest P. Worrell: [On smoking cigarettes] Gosh, Vern, ya tryin' to kill us all? Walkin' around all the time with that weed hangin' out of your mouth. Don't you know how deadly that thing is? You're just askin' for a case of the Big C: Cancer city, Chemo Therapy Hotel. I care 'bout you, Vern, that's why I'm warning you, you better give up them cigarettes, buddy, or the groundhogs will ber bringin' you your mail, knowhutimean?

Ernest P. Worrell: Vern, what's these dead minnows doin' on my pizza pie?

Ernest P. Worrell: That freshly bewed Convient Coffee every morning get's me movin'. I'm movin'-movin'-movin'-movin'-movin'-... In my Convienient Cup. I'm movin'-movin'-movin'-movin'-movin'-movin'-... I think I'll have a donut.

Ernest P. Worrell: [after watching Andy Griffith] I know what, Vern, let's me and you play Mayberry. I'll be Andy and you be Dopey.

Ernest P. Worrell: [reading Vern's hospital chart] Hey Vern it says here you're gettin' 50 suppositories a day. Where you puttin' them things anyway?

Ernest P. Worrell: Country Fresh Lite keeps ya livin' right, knowhutimean?

Ernest P. Worrell: [At an ice cream shop] And Vern, I guess you got the chocolate. Don't you want yours, Vern? Well pay the lady.

Ernest P. Worrell: Boy, Vern, crime fightin' is a thankless job, but somebody's gotta do it. Knowhutimean?

Ernest P. Worrell: Did you see her fix these hamburgers? She cooked'em just the way I like'em. She cooked them one at a time, all the fixings, none of them conveyer belts, no automatic burger machines, none of that factory stuff, it's just a real hamburger made by a real human being. What'll they think of next?

Ernest P. Worrell: [Figuring out a mathematical equation, typing on his head like a calculator] Vern drives 18 miles to Tyson's Toyota at 20¢ a mile, that's government standard. Divided by the excellerated rotation of the earth, minus the frustration factor equals... Vern, you're gonna save $53,000 on a $9,000 car. I don't know how them boys stay in business!

Ernest P. Worrell: Don't touch that dial, Vern. Don't touch it. Please, Vern. I'm trapped in this TV forever.


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Ernest Goes to Camp (1987)
Mr. Tipton: Okay, one more chance, but your boys better get with the program. Know what I mean?
Ernest P. Worrell: Oh I know what you mean, sir, thank you.

Nurse St. Cloud: And that was the ritual of the Blade, the Stone, and the Arrow.
Ernest P. Worrell: Like in our culture: Paper, Rock, Scissors.

Ernest P. Worrell: One monkey don't stop no show.

Ernest P. Worrell: All aboard that's going ashore!

[Ernest is getting his shots and is in pain]
Ernest P. Worrell: I did it! I took the Lindbergh baby! I am 'Josef Mengele' qv! AAAHHH!

Mr. Tipton: Have you ever held a leadership position?
Ernest P. Worrell: I had a ant farm once.

Ernest P. Worrell: Somethin' burnin'? Ayyy-EWW!

Ernest P. Worrell: No. I-I can't eat on an empty stomach.

Ernest P. Worrell: And then, he thought he heard it, and that's when Vernon turned around and looked in his rear window... and there, staring back at him was the hook man!
[laughs sinsterly]
Ernest P. Worrell: So, he stomps on the gas, and he tore out of there, and the next day, Vernon went to get in his car, and there, hanging on the rear view mirror, was the hook!
Crutchfield: I thought it was supposed to be on the door handle.
Ernest P. Worrell: Well yeah it was, but then Vernon hung it on the rear view mirror like dice and baby shoes.

Ernest P. Worrell: My motto is, "I never met a bad kid."
State Supervisor: Then let me introduce you to some. These misfits were selected by their ward leaders as most in need of help.
[they step over to the boys]
State Supervisor: This here's the ringleader, Bobby Wayne. He's been in and out of institutions like this since he was eleven.
Bobby Wayne: Since I was nine.
State Supervisor: And this here's Crutchfield. Twelve years old and already a master thief.
Crutchfield: [Hands back Ernest's wallet] It's like a... gift or something.
Ernest P. Worrell: Well, thanks
[takes the wallet]
State Supervisor: And here's Danny Simpson. He comes from a long line of troublemakers.
Danny: It's a family tradition. I've got a reputation to uphold.
State Supervisor: And the Albert Eeeeiiinstein of this institution, Chip Ooooozgood.
Chip Ozgood: [Says nothing]
State Supervisor: [Shakes her head] Butch Too Cool Vargas.
Butch 'Bubba' Vargas: [Says nothing, looks at her contemptuously]

Ernest P. Worrell: You see these hands? Huh? Huh? You see them? If I put them in my pockets I will be arrested for concealing lethal weapons.

Butch 'Bubba' Vargas: Ernest, um... we've been thinking.
Crutchfield: Yeah, we ain't got much of a chance but we got a plan.
Bobby Wayne: If we stop those miners then there will be a Camp Kikakee.
Ernest P. Worrell: Boys, we can't stop those miners, look what they did to me and that was just one of them.
Chip Ozgood: Come on Ernest, that don't sound like no path of the brave to me.
Moustafa 'Moose' Hakeem Jones: I don't want to go back to no institution, I want to stay right here with you.
Bobby Wayne: Yeah we all do, Ernest.
Chip Ozgood: Come on, Ernest, we can get them.
Bobby Wayne: Hey, it's the path of the brave.
Crutchfield: Let's go for it, we can do it, Ernest.


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Ernest Rides Again (1993)
Ernest: Boy this is great! This is just like that John Wayne movie when he and Sundance were in Bulgaria.
Abner: Bolivia. They were in Bolivia. Wait a minute, they were killed in Bolivia.
Ernest: Well maybe they should've stayed in Bulgaria.

Abner: Look, consider the ramifications!
Ernest: We don't have any ramifications, all we've got is this cannon!

Ernest: Know what I mean?

Ernest: Isn't that one of those lizards that when its tail falls off, it can grow another lizard?

Abner: I left my detector!
Ernest: So did I!
Abner: But it was a Ten Co.
Ernest: Mine was an Eleven-Co.

Abner: Ernest, are you dead?
Ernest: I guess I would be if I weren't just *that* close to being an actual cartoon.

Ernest: Why the long face? I thought you were a "hysterical" professor.

Ernest: Could it be? Is it possible?
[Unearths a bicycle seat]
Ernest: It is! It's Cleopatra's crystal skull!

Ernest: Stopped by apple maggots again!


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Ernest in the Army (1998)
Ernest P. Worrell: A real soldier wouldn't leave those people. And ironically, neither would I.

Ernest P. Worrell: I am poultry in motion.

Ernest P. Worrell: Poisoned barbed wire. A feeble attempt to frighten lesser minds.

Ernest P. Worrell: The desert sun certainly has an adverse effect on chocolate milk. ERNEST SHIRT

Monday, February 16, 2009

I'm reading not writing.

Recently (since January) i have been reading like crazy and not taking much time to write. Bah!

Here is what i have read since my last post:

-Seeing is believing by Gregory a Boyd.
-Dharma Bums by Jack Kerouac
-Plato and a platypus by carthcart and someone else
-terrorist by john Updike
-black flies by Shannon Burke
-the essential Rumi translated by Coleman barks?

i wish i had time to comment and write about everything I've read. But i just don't. i have to read more, and more.

I think starting March 1st i will start editing my third novel. Yes!

Maybe I'll actually publish this one.

love. Rory

Monday, January 12, 2009

no reference numbers...

01-10-09

After finishing the “Answers book” I felt in the mood to read some more. This tends to happen. Reading is addictive. Get yourself hooked on it.

I read something I had saved. It was a post on the crimethinc blog. It was about keeping the momentum for the revolution after the election of Obama. I read crimethinc stuff every now and then, and I have to say that it almost always inspires me, if nothing else, to dream, and you know how that goes, you may call me a dreamer... But this dream is really reality. One day Jesus will come back and overthrow every terrible system we humans have set up and when declared King by all. He will smash all our idols whether they be flags, or i-pods.

Without Jesus what sort of hope is there really? I admire the passion some of these fellow anarchists have, but really seriously, their revolution is hopeless.

“Apart from me you can do nothing.” Jesus said that.
Recently I have been trying to take captive every thought to Jesus Christ. Whether it is an anarchist blog, or an Emily Dickinson poem book. Apart from Jesus these things are meaningless. Apart from Jesus this revolution is hopeless.

But let me rephrase all this, lest you start to get the wrong idea of what I am trying to convey. I am not taking their (crimethinc’s or any collective’s) revolution and trying to squeeze Jesus into it.

I am living Jesus’s Revolution and fitting everything into it.

Allow me take these potential swords and beat them into plowshares. Let me turn them into something useful for His kingdom, eternal, perfect, radically different kingdom.

The following is from the (far east blog - crimethinc) written by, ret marut:

“The lesson is that, however inconvenient a particular historical juncture may be for [Disciples of Christ], it’s always easier to maintain organizing than to start over from scratch.”

[Don’t fail to gather together as some have been in the habit of doing. HEB?]

“Rather than entrenching ourselves on the losing side of the pro-or-anti-Obama debate, we should sidestep that trap to pose new questions.”

[When Jesus was asked if it was lawful to pay taxes to Caesar he side stepped the trap, and said “Give to Caesar what belongs to Caesar, and Give to God’s what belongs to God.” Matt? By the way your body, your mind, your soul belong to our Father God. Money is so often a trap. It is itself a neutral thing, however, Caesar and the rest of the world has turned it into an idol. You cannot serve both Jesus (and His Kingdom Come Revolution) And Money at the same time. Matt? Likewise, when people are arguing about whether or not Obama can save this country, realize our Hope and Change is never ultimately in the next president of these divided states. Our real Hope is in Jesus Christ and Him Crucified]

“We cannot afford to withdraw into the shadows as we did after [name your reason]; a world sliding swiftly into catastrophe cannot afford this either.” [Listen, us revolutionaries of Christ, whether depressed about Obama’s victory, Overjoyed about Obama’s victory, or completely indifferent to it, we can’t withdraw into the shadows. We are the Light of the world, brothers and sisters! And this world IS sliding swiftly into catastrophe. Our Father has decided to bring about this Kingdom Revolution by using us, those who have been born again, and have been seated with Christ. May the Holy Spirit guide us as we eagerly Fight this good Fight.]

Friday, January 02, 2009

Merry NewYear

Happy Christmas and a merry new year. I stayed up till midnight and unfortunately watched some television. Is that what passes for music these days? We seriously need, as a culture need to start learning to play instruments and join together actual bands and really use this gift of music to enrich this life.

What we don't really need is a beautiful person lip sync-ing to a robot. That just isn't good for anybody. Merry new year.

I just read a Kurt Vonnegut book the other night. It was called "A man without a country" It was fantastic. There were a few parts where he got into his humanism, which although means well, it can never work out because, unfortunately we are fallen beings and we can't even live up to our own standards (without help) But otherwise a wonderful book, that, although is filled with negative outlook, is somehow optimistic. Especially if you know of a living HOPE. This book read in the light of the Gospel of Christ is very helpful, very fun to read.

Here is a quote from "a man without a country":

"But if Christ hadn't delivered the sermon on the mount, with its message of mercy and pity, I wouldn't want to be a human being. I'd just as soon be a rattlesnake."

True, and as for me, if Jesus hadn't been at all, i would be very afraid to live in this world. For those of you who haven't read Jesus's sermon on the mount, here it is:










Matthew 5-7 (New International Version)

Matthew 5
The Beatitudes
1Now when he saw the crowds, he went up on a mountainside and sat down. His disciples came to him, 2and he began to teach them saying:
3"Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
4Blessed are those who mourn,
for they will be comforted.
5Blessed are the meek,
for they will inherit the earth.
6Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
for they will be filled.
7Blessed are the merciful,
for they will be shown mercy.
8Blessed are the pure in heart,
for they will see God.
9Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they will be called sons of God.
10Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
11"Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. 12Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.

Salt and Light
13"You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men.
14"You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. 15Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. 16In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.

The Fulfillment of the Law
17"Do not think that I have come to abolish the Law or the Prophets; I have not come to abolish them but to fulfill them. 18I tell you the truth, until heaven and earth disappear, not the smallest letter, not the least stroke of a pen, will by any means disappear from the Law until everything is accomplished. 19Anyone who breaks one of the least of these commandments and teaches others to do the same will be called least in the kingdom of heaven, but whoever practices and teaches these commands will be called great in the kingdom of heaven. 20For I tell you that unless your righteousness surpasses that of the Pharisees and the teachers of the law, you will certainly not enter the kingdom of heaven.
Murder
21"You have heard that it was said to the people long ago, 'Do not murder,[a] and anyone who murders will be subject to judgment.' 22But I tell you that anyone who is angry with his brother[b]will be subject to judgment. Again, anyone who says to his brother, 'Raca,[c]' is answerable to the Sanhedrin. But anyone who says, 'You fool!' will be in danger of the fire of hell.
23"Therefore, if you are offering your gift at the altar and there remember that your brother has something against you, 24leave your gift there in front of the altar. First go and be reconciled to your brother; then come and offer your gift.

25"Settle matters quickly with your adversary who is taking you to court. Do it while you are still with him on the way, or he may hand you over to the judge, and the judge may hand you over to the officer, and you may be thrown into prison. 26I tell you the truth, you will not get out until you have paid the last penny.[d]

Adultery
27"You have heard that it was said, 'Do not commit adultery.'[e] 28But I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart. 29If your right eye causes you to sin, gouge it out and throw it away. It is better for you to lose one part of your body than for your whole body to be thrown into hell. 30And if your right hand causes you to sin, cut it off and throw it away. It is better for you to lose one part of your body than for your whole body to go into hell.
Divorce
31"It has been said, 'Anyone who divorces his wife must give her a certificate of divorce.'[f] 32But I tell you that anyone who divorces his wife, except for marital unfaithfulness, causes her to become an adulteress, and anyone who marries the divorced woman commits adultery.
Oaths
33"Again, you have heard that it was said to the people long ago, 'Do not break your oath, but keep the oaths you have made to the Lord.' 34But I tell you, Do not swear at all: either by heaven, for it is God's throne; 35or by the earth, for it is his footstool; or by Jerusalem, for it is the city of the Great King. 36And do not swear by your head, for you cannot make even one hair white or black. 37Simply let your 'Yes' be 'Yes,' and your 'No,' 'No'; anything beyond this comes from the evil one.
An Eye for an Eye
38"You have heard that it was said, 'Eye for eye, and tooth for tooth.'[g] 39But I tell you, Do not resist an evil person. If someone strikes you on the right cheek, turn to him the other also. 40And if someone wants to sue you and take your tunic, let him have your cloak as well. 41If someone forces you to go one mile, go with him two miles. 42Give to the one who asks you, and do not turn away from the one who wants to borrow from you.
Love for Enemies
43"You have heard that it was said, 'Love your neighbor[h] and hate your enemy.' 44But I tell you: Love your enemies[i] and pray for those who persecute you, 45that you may be sons of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. 46If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that? 47And if you greet only your brothers, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that? 48Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.
Matthew 6
Giving to the Needy
1"Be careful not to do your 'acts of righteousness' before men, to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven.
2"So when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honored by men. I tell you the truth, they have received their reward in full. 3But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, 4so that your giving may be in secret. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.

Prayer
5"And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by men. I tell you the truth, they have received their reward in full. 6But when you pray, go into your room, close the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you. 7And when you pray, do not keep on babbling like pagans, for they think they will be heard because of their many words. 8Do not be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him.
9"This, then, is how you should pray:
" 'Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name,
10your kingdom come,
your will be done
on earth as it is in heaven.
11Give us today our daily bread.
12Forgive us our debts,
as we also have forgiven our debtors.
13And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from the evil one.[j]' 14For if you forgive men when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you. 15But if you do not forgive men their sins, your Father will not forgive your sins.

Fasting
16"When you fast, do not look somber as the hypocrites do, for they disfigure their faces to show men they are fasting. I tell you the truth, they have received their reward in full. 17But when you fast, put oil on your head and wash your face, 18so that it will not be obvious to men that you are fasting, but only to your Father, who is unseen; and your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.
Treasures in Heaven
19"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
22"The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eyes are good, your whole body will be full of light. 23But if your eyes are bad, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light within you is darkness, how great is that darkness!

24"No one can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Money.

Do Not Worry
25"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life[k]?
28"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? 31So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' 32For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

Matthew 7
Judging Others
1"Do not judge, or you too will be judged. 2For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.
3"Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? 4How can you say to your brother, 'Let me take the speck out of your eye,' when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? 5You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother's eye.

6"Do not give dogs what is sacred; do not throw your pearls to pigs. If you do, they may trample them under their feet, and then turn and tear you to pieces.

Ask, Seek, Knock
7"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. 8For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened.
9"Which of you, if his son asks for bread, will give him a stone? 10Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? 11If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him! 12So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets.

The Narrow and Wide Gates
13"Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. 14But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.
A Tree and Its Fruit
15"Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves. 16By their fruit you will recognize them. Do people pick grapes from thornbushes, or figs from thistles? 17Likewise every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit. 18A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit. 19Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. 20Thus, by their fruit you will recognize them.
21"Not everyone who says to me, 'Lord, Lord,' will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only he who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. 22Many will say to me on that day, 'Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and in your name drive out demons and perform many miracles?' 23Then I will tell them plainly, 'I never knew you. Away from me, you evildoers!'

The Wise and Foolish Builders
24"Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. 25The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. 26But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. 27The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash."
28When Jesus had finished saying these things, the crowds were amazed at his teaching, 29because he taught as one who had authority, and not as their teachers of the law.




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