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Avengers Panel

The Angry Birds Hymnal

Thanks to The Blainemonster for this great idea!

Just One More Thing...

One of the books I am reading on my Kindle, at the present, is Tactics by Gregory Koukl. According to my Kindle, I am only 33% through the book. But, I have to inform you that this is a must read for all you Calvinists whose "Good Cop - Bad Cop" methods of communicating the truth have ended in failure. Greg will transform your thinking - Colombo style.  Here are two reviews that should convince you: Apologetics 315 review and the Tim Challies review. Do yourself a big favor and order this book! You'll thank me for it...oh, and just one more thing... you wouldn't happen to know where I left my Kindle would you?  

Arminian Connection Contest

See if you can solve the mystery.

A history you probably weren't aware of...

even if you were a full-blown Arminian.

There is an Arminian connection...

the detection might change your complexion!

So dig a little deeper and you'll find

info that will blow your mind!
Who will be the first to solve this?

Joel Osteen's Church Psych

Hunger Games

Off the Beaten Path

 Just wanted to share a few favorites in hope of you sharing a few of yours.

One of my favorite places in the world is Dubai. I've been there a dozen times already and always find it totally fascinating. An amazing city with lots to offer. 

 This CD I downloaded on my iPod and have listened to it for years. I have never tired of it because every song is so different from the next. A really nice mix with a sci-fi theme about Christians in the future. Check it out when you get an opportunity.

As far as books go (and they go far) this one is a fun read!

"Following Jesus' example of using story to communicate truth, Mark Shaw offers an introduction to Christian doctrine which draws on classic narratives to shed light on the Trinity, the attributes of God, . creation, providence, sin, redemption, and more."

So what are some of your favorite places, CD's and books?

Theology? Who Needs it?

Julia Stiles, The Bell Jar and Donald Grey Barnhouse

Few know that The Bell Jar, which will star Julia Stiles, has a character named Dr. Nolan, who in reality was Dr. Ruth Tiffany Barnhouse, the daughter of Donald Grey Barnhouse. The 2012 movie is supposedly truer to the semi-autobiographical novel than the 1979 film.
Here is a lengthy, but interesting link that interviews Ruth Barnhouse and sheds some information on her father as well. The information on DGB is not all that flattering, so be aware, if he is one of your heroes. Heroes have clay feet sometimes.
I have always loved reading Donald Grey Barnhouse. His four volume set on Romans is with me right now.

Former U.S. Surgeon General C. Everett Koop, who attended the Tenth Presbyterian Church for more than twenty years, said of Barnhouse: "His authoritative voice held my attention, his physical appearance was arresting, and his preaching was teaching of the highest intellectual order ... I always marveled at the simplicity of the faith of this very intelligent and learned man."

Corky Visits JBG Offices

Corky Velveeta seen leaving the Justification by Grace offices in Anniston, Alabama after a book signing by author and pastor, Jon J. Cardwell. Corky has been a supporter of Sovereign Grace Baptist Church and Vayahiy Press for quite some time. Click here for more information on Jon's newest book, Christ and Him Crucified. 

The Masked Arminian Pastor #5

A Letter from Mac MacArthur

Dear Eddie,

I am the cousin of pastor John MacArthur. I know how you admire him so I wanted to send this photo of him as a wee lad. He is pictured here reading MY book. Every time he came over he would grab that book and read it for hours. I finally gave him an autographed copy of his own on his thirteenth birthday. 

Keep up the good work!

Mac MacArthur

The Monkey-Driven Evolutionist

New Book by Mrs. Rick Warren

Atheist Devotional Book #8

...got nothin'

Atheist Devotional Book #7

A few hundred yards offshore this morning, a whale broke the surface of the water. I saw its dark rolling back for only a single tantalizing moment. But the thrill of that brief sighting has had me thinking all day about life in the ocean.

Evidence of it lined the beach where I went walking: quahog shells, mussels, slippers, limpets, periwinkles; shore creatures feeding on the ocean's bounty; tern diving for fish; a gull feasting on the carapace of a  horseshoe crab; a flock of sanderlings chasing the retreating waves. 

Mother Nature sure knows how to evolve her children. She's my kind of gal, I tells ya.

I surprised my Christian neighbor the other day. She always tries to convince me that there is a God. I stopped her on the street and told her that I now worship someone greater than myself. She looked at me for a few seconds and asked, "Who do you worship?"

"Evil Lou", I told her, holding back my laugh. "Evil Lou Shun!" Then I burst into laughter and pushed her into the bushes." See ya later, little Miss Goody-Two-Shoes!" Then I caught a bus for Memphis.

Truth be told, I do love evolution. Sometimes I think it is pure genius and other times I think it is an idiot. Why don't we have both gills AND lungs...or wings so we can fly, for crying out loud. It doesn't make sense sometimes...but neither did my late husband. 

Arminian Antics #73

Atheist Devotional Book #5

Yet another pathetic, preposterous page to ponder.

(note - this is Faye's seventh husband's funeral...not the fifth who was eaten by a bear.)

In the reception line at my husband's funeral, I privately prided myself for remaining dry-eyed. I graciously greeted the guests and thanked them for having come, so perfectly poised that people remarked, "My, you're taking this well."

"Well," I would tell them, "he WAS JUST A CARBON BASED UNIT THAT HAD HIS ELECTRICAL IMPULSES SMASHED OUT BY A TWO TON ROCK!.....HELLO!"

I have no patience with "sweetness"....and these were fellow atheists! Stupid morons.

Then, two days later, while I was going through my former husband's belongings, I came across a small voodoo doll pincushion that looked a great deal like me. In fact, a lock of my hair was taped to it's scrawny little head! That idiot was practicing voodoo in my own home, I tells ya!

I got in my car and drove for an hour, back to the burial site where that brainless buffoon was buried and poured ten gallons of grass killer and gasoline on his "resting place". I stepped back about twenty feet and lit a Roman candle. It didn't take long for that site to erupt in billowing flames.

"Take THAT ya voodoo-practicing monkey!"

The police arrived ten minutes later and I explained to them that some Christian teenagers were defacing my husband's cemetery plot! They believed every word. 

When this dies down, I'll be going back to do some more damage. Framing Christians is not a bad way to help our cause. Try it today!    

Atheist Devotional Book #4

The following entry is from page 263:

My husband Link and I had prepared to backpack into the Grand Canyon for a solid year before our trip. But most of that conditioning had been with only partially filled packs and on flatter surfaces than we would encounter on the canyon trails.

On our second day of the real hike, on the Tonto Platform between the Hermit trail and the more primitive trail at Boucher Creek, we were already very tired. A couple of hours of walking didn't quite match up to eight hours a day of hard hiking.

We were plodding along the trail on the Tonto, a little after noon on the second day of the trip, when suddenly a huge brown bear leaped on Link and killed him within seconds.

I yelled at the bear and it came running towards me with an obvious intent on killing me too! I spun around and lit my flame thrower with my cigarette lighter sending a stream of fire into the bears face! The bear let out a howl and ran into the woods still in flames. I tracked the bear down and finished it off with my 45's.

I can remember my husband and I talking about the "survival of the fittest". Now he is an illustration of the losing end of that equation.

I married again a week later to some guy I met in a bar.

Ironic, isn't it? A bear took one husband...at a bar I found another. And his name is Davy Crockett, just like the historic figure who killed him a "bar" when he was only three.

We divorced a week and a half later. 

Just like evolutionists and monkeys are one big family, atheists and bears have a lot in common. It's kill or be killed in this bear-eat-man world we live in. 

Kisses and bear hugs to all my readers.