- You can travel the world and never leave your chair when you read a book. ― Sherry K. Plummer
- I read my eyes out and can’t read half enough…the more one reads the more one sees we have to read.― John Adams
- If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all. ―Oscar Wilde
- Books, I found, had the power to make time stand still, retreat or fly into the future. ― Jim Bishop
- Books can be dangerous. The best ones should be labeled “This could change your life.” ― Helen Exley
- Never put off till tomorrow the book you can read today. ― Holbrook Jackson
- No man understands a deep book until he has seen and lived at least part of its contents. ― Ezra Pound
- Read a thousand books, and your words will flow like a river. ―Lisa See
- No entertainment is so cheap as reading, nor any pleasure so lasting. ― Mary Wortley Montagu
- Let us tenderly and kindly cherish therefore, the means of knowledge. Let us dare to read, think, speak, and write. ―John Adams
Monday, October 5, 2015
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
- The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go. ―Dr. Seuss
- It is what you read when you don’t have to that determines what you will be when you can’t help it. ―Oscar Wilde
- You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me. ―C.S. Lewis
- Sleep is good, he said, and books are better. ―George R.R. Martin
- Today a reader, tomorrow a leader. ― Margaret Fuller
- Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body. ― Joseph Addison
- Show me a family of readers, and I will show you the people who move the world. ― Napoleon Bonaparte
- I read for pleasure and that is the moment I learn the most. ― Margaret Atwood
- No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books. ― Elizabeth Barrett Browning
- Reading… a vacation for the mind…. ―Dave Barry
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
- I really didn't say everything I said.
- When you come to a fork in the road, take it.
- You can observe a lot by just watching.
- It ain't over till it's over.
- It's like déjà vu all over again.
- No one goes there nowadays, it’s too crowded.
- Baseball is ninety percent mental and the other half is physical.
- A nickel ain't worth a dime anymore.
- Always go to other people's funerals, otherwise they won't come to yours.
- We made too many wrong mistakes.
- Congratulations. I knew the record would stand until it was broken.
Monday, September 21, 2015
Aleksandr Isayevich Solzhenitsyn - 11 December 1918 – 3 August 2008) was a Russian novelist, historian, and outspoken critic of the Soviet Union, especially its totalitarianism, who helped to raise global awareness of its gulag forced labor camp system. Solzhenitsyn was awarded the 1970 Nobel Prize in Literature "for the ethical force with which he has pursued the indispensable traditions of Russian literature"
“Man has forgotten God, that is why all this has happened.” ―Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
“The battleline between good and evil runs through the heart of every man.” ―Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
“Everything you add to the truth subtracts from the truth.” ―Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
“Pride grows in the human heart like lard on a pig.” ―Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
“Education doesn't make you smarter.” ―Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
“My wish for you... is that your skeptic-eclectic brain be flooded with the light of truth.” ―Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
Sunday, September 20, 2015
By Robert Farrar Capon
One afternoon, before anything was made, God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit sat around in the unity of their Godhead discussing one of the Father's fixations. From all eternity, it seems, he had had this thing about being. He would keep thinking up all kinds of unnecessary things - new ways of being and new kinds of beings to be. And as they talked, God the Son suddenly said, "Really, this is absolutely great stuff Why don't I go out and mix us up a batch?" And God the Holy Spirit said, "Terrific! I'll help you." So they all pitched in, and after supper that night, the Son and the Holy Spirit put on this tremendous show of being for the Father. It was full of water and light and frogs; pine cones kept dropping all over the place, and crazy fish swam around in the wineglasses. There were mushrooms and mastodons, grapes and geese, tornadoes and tigers - and men and women everywhere to taste them, to juggle them, to join them, and to love them. And God the Father looked at the whole wild party and said, "Wonderful! just what I had in mind! Tov! Tov! Tov!" [“good”] And all God the Son and God the Holy Spirit could think of to say was the same thing: "Tov! Tov! Tov!" So they shouted together "Tov meod!" [“very good!”] and they laughed for ages and ages, saying things like how great it was for beings to be, and how clever of the Father to think of the idea, and how kind of the Son to go to all that trouble putting it together, and how considerate of the Spirit to spend so much time directing and choreographing. And for ever and ever they told old jokes, and the Father and the Son drank their wine in unitate Spiritus Sancti, [in the unity of the Holy Spirit] and they all threw ripe olives and pickled mushrooms at each other per omnia saecula saeculorum, [world without end] Amen.
It is, I grant you, a crass analogy; but crass analogies are the safest. Everybody knows that God is not three old men throwing olives at each other. Not everyone, I'm afraid, is equally clear that God is not a cosmic force or a principle of being or any other dish of celestial blancmange [sweet dessert] we might choose to call him. Accordingly, I give you the central truth that creation is the result of a trinitarian bash, and leave the details of the analogy to sort themselves out as best they can.
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Child abuse and neglect comes in many forms: physical, sexual and emotional. It also ranges in degree, duration and affect. Most of us feel great sympathy and empathy for any child who is subject to any type of abuse or neglect as well as disgust and outrage toward those who commit such acts against innocent children. These defenseless and helpless little ones need to be rescued and loved.
Yesterday, in our country, 3,288 children were tortured, mutilated, dissected, sold, discarded, and treated as sub-human. Another 3,288 will face the same abuse today. This was/is done for convenience and profit. It was/is rationalized, justified, glorified, mocked and given the euphemistic cover story of a “medical procedure.”
Where is the disgust and outrage? Planned Parenthood’s “nursery” of mutilated child corpses is an overflowing testimony of a culture that has gone mad. If we wait one more week before stopping the carnage, another 23,016 children will be abused, dismembered, thrown away, or sold for their “useful” parts.
I know…I want to talk about something else too. I can’t.
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
My good friend and fellow minister, Dr. Steve Jeffery, pastor of Emmanuel Evangelical Church in Southgate, London has introduced me to an interesting and exciting music project. His friend, Matt Searles, is a superb musician, is seeking to raise the profile of Psalm-singing in the UK church, and he needs your help.
Matt is Director of Training at the South-Central Gospel Partnership, a coalition of evangelical churches in central England, and he also runs the Ministry Training at St. Ebbes, a large evangelical church in Oxford. In recent years he has produced several albums, and numerous setting of the Psalms (and other hymns) designed to enrich our churches' hymnody. His latest project is a CD of Psalms of Lament called Tumbling Sky. He needs to raise about $12,000 through a kickstarter campaign, and he's already a good part of the way there. Please take a few minutes to view THIS SHORT VIDEO that will provide further information about the project along with some samples of his music.
Monday, September 14, 2015
Thomas Malcolm Muggeridge (b. March 24, 1903 – d. November 14, 1990 a British journalist, author, media personality, and satirist. During World War II, he worked for the British government as a soldier and a spy. As a young man, Muggeridge was a left-wing sympathizer but he later became a forceful anti-communist and professing Christian.
“I can say that I never knew what joy was like until I gave up pursuing happiness, or cared to live until I chose to die. For these two discoveries I am beholden to Jesus.
“People do not believe lies because they have to, but because they want to.”
“All new news is old news happening to new people.”
“In retrospect, all these exercises in self-gratification seem pure fantasy, what Pascal called, licking the earth.”
[Evolution] “One of the stupidest theories of Western life."
Monday, September 7, 2015
“Liberty is an acknowledgement of faith in God and his works.” ―Fredric Bastiat
“When men choose not to believe in God, they do not thereafter believe in nothing, they then become capable of believing in anything.” ―G. K. Chesterton
“If we go, we shall slam the door on an empty house.” ―Lenin
“In the world it is called Tolerance, but in hell it is called Despair, the sin that believes in nothing, cares for nothing, seeks to know nothing, interferes with nothing, enjoys nothing, hates nothing, finds purpose in nothing, lives for nothing, and remains alive because there is nothing for which it will die.” ―Dorothy Sayers
“Too much of what is called 'education' is little more than an expensive isolation from reality.” ―Thomas Sowell
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
We all know that the world is broken; that everyone around us, and we ourselves are broken. This accurate diagnosis is frightening and depressing, for “the wages of sin is death.” Nevertheless, the diagnosis of the problem―of our problem―is the beginning of our hope. It’s hard to get worse than dead. After the Apostle Paul describes our condition as “dead in trespasses and sins,” and that we were “by nature children of wrath, just as the others” (Eph. 2:1-3), we find an important word―a critical word: BUT….
But God, who is rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, 5 even when we were dead in trespasses, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved), 6 and raised us up together, and made us sit together in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, 7 that in the ages to come He might show the exceeding riches of His grace in His kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. 8 For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, 9 not of works, lest anyone should boast. 10 For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them. ―Ephesians 2:4-10
The Apostle Peter expressed the same idea this way:
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who according to His abundant mercy has begotten us again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead. ―1 Peter 1:3
It is never too late to turn to the remedy; to receive new life in Christ. This is not some far-off hope for after the grave only. It’s about a new beginning today. The resurrecting work of Christ is real and it’s powerful and it’s immediate. “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new” (2 Cor. 5:17). The Apostle Paul also observed that with respect to the resurrection of Christ, “If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men the most pitiable” (1 Cor. 15:19). The flip side of this observation is that if Christ did rise from the dead the implications for us all are profound and it turns out that it is those who have no hope in Christ are the ones who are the most pitiable. It’s an all-or-nothing proposition. If Jesus rose from the dead, then nothing else matters. If Jesus didn’t rise from the dead, then nothing else matters. St. Hippolytus said it well:
When [Christ's] cosmic battle came to an end, the heavens shook . . . stones were split open, and the world might well have perished. . . . And then, when He ascended, His divine spirit gave life and strength to the tottering world, and the whole universe became stable once more, as if the stretching out, the agony of the Cross, had in some way gotten into everything.