Every November, you can find those who claim Christians shouldn’t observe Remembrance Sunday. They claim it glorifies war, and that Christians should always oppose war, and anything to do with war. The Scriptures, though, teach a different perspective.
I covered some of these verses on Sunday in my sermon, but not all of them. I won’t write in great detail about any of them, but rather mostly just provide many Scriptures that relate to war.
In my last post, I cited the poem, “Only”, by Jessie Gordon. I said that I couldn’t find out anything about her, but I had a “wild-eyed theory.” Today, you get to read about it, and also another thought-provoking poem.
I was looking for something on my desk. This is a major undertaking. I am a firm believer in the saying, “An uncluttered desk is a sign of an empty mind.”
Well, that wasn’t true. I don’t believe it at all, but I drag out that excuse every time I need it. The real excuse is that when juggling many responsibilities, papers and stuff arrive on my desk at times when I just can’t deal with them, and I’ve never arrived at a good mechanism for keeping the piles down to minimal size. So every once in a while, I slash through a pile, but my desk is a sad story. Today, though, it disgorged something worthwhile.
Osmo Antero Wiio was an economist and member of the Finnish Parliament, but he is best known for “Wiio’s Laws of Communication.” In these, he laid down a rather humourous set of seven principles or laws (with some additional sub-points) that actually illustrate an important and serious truth — communication can be difficult. The message you are intending to send might not be the message which is received.
He’s cute when his parents hold him. He’s cute when friends or aunties hold him. But he’s REALLY cute when his Nana holds him, and he’s cutest of all when Papa (that’s ME!!!) holds him.
a premise so evident as to be indisputable / above controversy.
Grandparent Axiom #1
Earlier this week, I did some painting. I wore old clothes that already had been “decorated” during previous painting jobs.
Today, I wore a coat and tie to church. I didn’t wear them for painting, nor would I wear them for gardening or changing a tyre. That would be silly. I have old clothes for that kind of stuff.
You don’t do messy, filthy stuff in your best clothes. That’s daft.