Sunday, August 29, 2010

3:69,#563: Heavy Metal Thoughts

Nope, this is not about that head-banging music we've all heard one time or another! This is a meditation, as it were, on a situation from an episode of C.S.I. Las Vegas. This guy got poisoned to death with selenium over a period of time and it was pointed out that selenium and other heavy metals like gold are not consumed in the 1600 degree heat of cremation. I turned to Audio Man and suggested maybe that's what the resurrection bodies of the lost will be comprised of so as not to be consumed in the flames of Hell.

The picture to illustrate this thought is one I took on my computer screen after one of my unsuccessful gaming attempts in Age of Wonders...I thought it had just the perfect 'look' for what was on my mind.

This morning I posted a brief 'I wonder' on Facebook indicating that it might be a Midas touch twist not specifically mentioned in Scripture if folks who worship Mammon here (money, gold, etc.) would have golden bodies in Hell. Streets of gold in Heaven are mentioned, pearly gates are alluded to in Revelation, but only outer darkness and incredible pain for 'the hot place' as Malcolm Reynolds of Firefly fame would euphemistically define it. Either way, makes me continue to pray for all the folks on my Aints List to come to faith a.s.a.p....
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Thursday, August 19, 2010

3:68, #562: Twenty Five Years...Sheesh!!

This morning I noted on Facebook that I wondered where in the name of my Great Aunt Lizzie's hair bun the last 25 years to the day (thank you, Frodo) passed as I worked at Camp Cornelius. I've been working here for longer than about 1/3 of the human race has been alive, according to one set of stats that I've seen. Well, with Sexton as my last name, I guess the Lord decided to make it easy for me to understand my life calling, given what I do to tend the place. Oh, and by the way, I did have a Great Aunt Lizzie and she did wear her hair in a bun!

Soooo...what's next? ...as I used to ask my carpenter foreman when I finished one task on the job. I guess the simplest answer would be...the next 25!! Let's see, that would put me at 84 and still riding around on the John Deere, I would suppose, assuming I'd be able to get up on the mower by that time. Getting off might be the problem, given how stiff I can get even now. Well, that's a bridge off of which I don't have to jump for another quarter century, so, if I'm not going to worry about tomorrow as Matthew 6:34 tells me, I'm certainly not going to worry about then.
Got 25 cent cee-gah to celebrate?

Friday, August 13, 2010

3:67, #561: Mounts Up With Wings Like Eagles Scouts

I was thinking the other day, as I do, that, if the world has Eagle Scouts, why shouldn't home schooling Christians provide a group for their teens that could be called the Mounts Up With Wings Like Eagles Scouts, based on Isaiah 40:31? The whole idea would be to motivate young folks to achieve a closer walk with Christ in a particular form of discipleship pattern that Matthew 28:18-20 calls us to in the 'standard operating procedure' of our walk with Him.

Since Eagle Scouts earn all sorts of merit badges, a similar system could be put in place, based on Ephesians 2:8-10 to guard against the chance of the whole program becoming an idol. The 'required' badges, so to speak are suggested in several passages of Scripture: Bible Knowledge, Spiritual Warfare Awareness, Prayer, and Evangelism are covered in Ephesians 6:10-20. Personal Holiness, Spiritual Gifts Discovery/Use, Hospitality, & Citizenship Responsibilities are described in Romans 12. Making Disciples as a category could stem from I Thessalonians 5:11ff. This is just a beginning framework that's rolled around inside my brain...feel free to use anything worthwhile that you might find here.

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

3:66, #560: ...Or Current Resident

This morning I opened one of those extremely personal pieces of mail...turns out it was a catalog for park-type supplies...and was wondering how many rain forests have been cut down to supply me with the latest in 'green' stuff that's going to save the planet. I wonder when I croak, who 'Current Resident' will be at the Grey Havens? Maybe one of the little guys climbing the dogwood outside the house that you see pictured above.

I also got an email from Google thanking me for sending them my resume...which I have not, but why should that stop them from expressing their gratitude to me?!! After all, since I've earned the nickname Captain Google from some co-workers as a result of all the let-me-check-that-on-Google events in my life, why shouldn't they be grateful?
Oh, and once I pass through The Pearly Gates, will they have to send to Robert The Grateful Dead or Current Resident?
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