Sunday, December 2, 2007
Ok, so you asked.
Ardick
Sunday, November 25, 2007
do I want to...
But I took a vow. After all, I am and have been called to be an Elder. People more than the physically ill are depending on me to set the example. I do find the company pleasant. The food is good.
But who is the "million pound gorrilla" in the room? He is God almighty. The maker of heaven and earth. He is the Holy one, pure in all his being and ways. He is the savior of my heart who paid my sin debt with his own blood and pain. He is the Spirit who sees all and records all. He is the one to whom in all the universe I have a debt of gratitude and praise. He is the only one I should seek out this day. His word is the only word worth listening to this morning. His glory is the only glory that counts today. His mercy is the flood that will fill my heart now. Any ministry that I may have, any pleasure that I might feel, any presence I need to seek today is his alone. All the rest follows as they say.
So, do I want to go to church today.... yes, to glorify God and to enjoy him forever.
Ardick.
Friday, November 23, 2007
catch up
Friday, September 01, 2006
The story about the grease pit and the man is all in every detail true... and yes it did amazing things to his hand. The boss fired him on the spot and drove him to the ER. On his way out he handed me the tongs and said,"you have a new job."
What you do with grease after your are done with it is let it cool and carry it out to the grease dump where some one who has a worse job than you comes by and gathers it all together with all the other grease in town and then "recycles" it. Lovely thought there.
Don't you love run on sentences!
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Sunday, September 03, 2006
Though with a scornful wonder
men see her sore oppressed,
by schisms rent asunder,
by heresies distressed,
yet saints their watch are keeping,
their cry goes up, "How long?"
And soon the night of weeping
shall be the morn of song.
The church shall never perish!
Her dear Lord to defend,
to guide, sustain, and cherish,
is with her to the end;
though there be those that hate her,
and false sons in her pale,
against or foe or traitor
she ever shall prevail,
Samuel J. Stone, 1866
How long? To paraphrase Bunyons pilgrim, "longer than you want, and shorter than you expect."
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Sunday, September 10, 2006
It does not seem amazing to me that your friends from other countries would have different attitudes about water. Taste, texture, color, odor, consistency, and other forms of data as well as experience and education are all God given tools to use when asking the question, "Should I drink this?" As witnessed by the majority of the population of the planet, many of the most interesting diseases known are carried by water and there is not obvious clew to their presence. Ask you friends about their attitudes towards drinking water and it will tell you much about who they are and where they are going.
ardick
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- At 10/9/06 6:18 PM, Cada said...
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Hey Doc! I think it awesome that you got a blog and you will soon be linked. Hahah! I can tell by your opinion of water that you must be a doctor.
Caleb - At 12/9/06 5:48 AM, Alothë Ilissë said...
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I'd never thought of it that way before (well, not until that conversation with my friend last week), but you're right. Since water is one of the most important substances for life, it makes sense that people's attitudes toward it would tell you something about who they are.
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Friday, August 25, 2006
The shadows where the Mewlips dwell
Are dark and wet as ink,
And slow and softly rings their bell,
As in the slime you sink.
You sink into the slime, who dare
To knock upon their door,
While down the grinning gargoyles stare
And noisome waters pour.
Beside the rotting river strand
The drooping willows weep,
And gloomily the Gorcrows stand
Croaking in their sleep.
Over the Merlock mountains a long and weary way,
In a mouldy valley where the trees are grey,
By a dark pool's borders without wind or tide,
Moonless and sunless, the Mewlips hide.
The cellars where the Mewlips sit
Are deep and dank and cold
With single sickly candle lit;
And there they count their gold.
Their walls are wet, their ceilings drip;
Their feet upon the floor
Go softly with a squish flap flip
As they sidle to the door.
They peep out slyly; through a crack
Their feeling fingers creep,
And when they've finished, in a sack
Your bones they take to keep.
Beyond the Merlock mountains, a long and lonely road,
Through the spiders shadows and the marsh of Tode,
And through the wood of hanging trees and the gallows weed,
You find the Mewlips - and the Mewlips feed.
.... Old Tom B. had it right, the inner journey is no picnic.
Monday, November 19, 2007
ethics of daily living
ardick
Camel diving
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Fall
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
The wet desert
The persistence and audacity of life in the creation is a wonder to behold and a sign post to us that God exists.
okf
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
ardicks adventures
Do you believe that God loves you? Do you really, in the depths of your soul, in your heart of hearts, in the quiet of the night, in your dying moment, in pain as in pleasure, beyond doubt, beyond despair, beyond all loss or gain… do you really know that God loves you? Can you cling to the root of Gods love when you have fallen over the cliff of hopelessness? When all the natural supports and allusions of self sufficiency are gone and all you have left are Gods promises and the memory of his nature, can you hold bare knuckled to the love of God?
Now read Hebrews 12:7-12 and look for the certainty that nothing at all matters in this world but your relationship with the creator. Remember Faithfull in the Pilgrims Progress and ask who was more blessed, Christian who survived to walk the narrow way to the river and cross in glory after many more episodes of struggle and glory or faithfull Faithfull who was taken to his father in persecution and torture. Nothing else matters: not life, not death, not comfort or security, not family, not beauty, not riches, not symetry, not ballance. You cannot Pretend that the rock hard and razor sharp divide between life and death is nonexistant. People were giving and being given in marriage the day before Noah was closed into the ark. Making long term plans and acting as if tommorrow will be just like today is effemeral.ardicks adventures
Do you believe that God loves you? Do you really, in the depths of your soul, in your heart of hearts, in the quiet of the night, in your dying moment, in pain as in pleasure, beyond doubt, beyond despair, beyond all loss or gain… do you really know that God loves you? Can you cling to the root of Gods love when you have fallen over the cliff of hopelessness? When all the natural supports and allusions of self sufficiency are gone and all you have left are Gods promises and the memory of his nature, can you hold bare knuckled to the love of God?
Now read Hebrews 12:7-12 and look for the certainty that nothing at all matters in this world but your relationship with the creator. Remember Faithfull in the Pilgrims Progress and ask who was more blessed, Christian who survived to walk the narrow way to the river and cross in glory after many more episodes of struggle and glory or faithfull Faithfull who was taken to his father in persecution and torture. Nothing else matters: not life, not death, not comfort or security, not family, not beauty, not riches, not symetry, not ballance. You cannot Pretend that the rock hard and razor sharp divide between life and death is nonexistant. People were giving and being given in marriage the day before Noah was closed into the ark. Making long term plans and acting as if tommorrow will be just like today is effemeral.Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Ardicks Adventures Continues
"We cry down th elaw in respect of justification, but we set it up as a rule of sanctification. The law sends us to the gospel that we may be justified; and the gospel sends us to the law again to inquire what is our duty as those who are justified." "Yet we know that, for the substance of it (the law), it is the image of God, a beam of His holiness. The things therin commanded and forbidden are things morally, and therefore eternally, good and evil; nothing can alter the nature of them." The law is subservient to the Gospel. Its purpose is to convince and humble us, and the Gospel is to enable us to fulfill the obedience of the law." Theis was the great end of our redemption; He redeemed us from bondage and brought us into freedom, from slavery to service." Reference Luke 1:74 and Samuel Bolton.
ardick
I do love run-on sentences.
Greetings. It took me a few minutes to realize who you were ;)
Wow, that grease story sounds gross.