Wrestling With Russell’s Reasons – – 1

I am really attracted to the Questioning Christian. Maybe at some point in my life I will be able to listen to the Blind Faith Christian, but for now, it makes me feel good that others have questions or doubts and are seeking the answers. Like this person.

russell & pascal


Dear Russell & Friends,

Today begins an attempt to reply to Russell’s reasons for not following Christ.  The icon above is a Rembrandt circa 1659 entitled Jacob Wrestling with the Angel.  It depicts the biblical story from Genesis 32.  That story about Jacob’s life has always had meaning for me.  God allows us to, even encourages us to wrestle with him.  He did not create automatons and your intellect does matter.  I have wrestled with many things in faith.  Sometimes I win the match.  Sometimes I lose.  I always come out better for the struggle, and like Jacob, I still limp.  Russell and I talked yesterday and agreed on a general format for going forward.  I’ll try to reply to one reason each week.  As the reasons unfold you’ll see that we could spend a year on each one or even an academic career.  That is neither feasible nor desirable for…

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Stories you didn’t know were in the Bible – Episode 1

So these 4 handsome angels ascend from heaven in a sparkly dust, wearing only their wings. With one set of wings they fly and with the other set they cover their bodies. But, every now and then you get a little sneaky peak and it looks like a man’s hand underneath those wings! But really, are they men at all?  Instead of feet they have hooves, and instead of 1 head, they each have 4. One is a man, one is a lion, another an eagle and the last a goat. Each faces in a different direction. See this pic or this pic.  The 4 Cherubim always move in unison and always with their wings touching each other.  As they fly up and down it is noticeable that they all have a wheel at their “feet”.  And we are not talking about some sort of old school wooden wheel… we are talking Pimp My Ride sweet rims that keep spinning even if they are still.  In fact, they are spinning so much that they are creating sparks!

Of course, this was all in a vision had by Ezekiel.  Yes, Ezekiel.  Not all “great vengeance and furious anger” after all.  Some even see this event as much more sci-fi as in these depictions here and here.  But the funniest has to be this.

Stay tuned for more stories you didn’t know were in the bible, as told by RealBobbi.

Kitty Plays With The Chair

Awesome video of cat loving a chair!!

Diary of Dennis

It’s just some days ago when I uploaded a photo to my blog where I explained that my cat really likes to play with chairs. Today I will show you a video where she does it. However, the video is still a bad example as she does this usually much crazier. Anyway, it’s still funny to watch…

There are some strange sounds in the video as I was very close to my gaming computer and the fans were rotating fast as a game was running. They sound louder in the video than they actually are (I have a silent computer), it’s just that my smartphone microphone seems to be very sensitive to sounds anyhow. That makes the video a little bit annoying, but it’s anyway a short video.

Hope the sounds didn’t distract from the video content. But I’d say it’s a spontaneous snapshot video anyway.

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Red Carpet Aspirations

I once dreamed of going to California.
I saw the winter of mildness
And the open mindedness,
Even the hilliness, the silly-ness.
Some people keep asking why.
Do they really want me gone?
Do they really wanna know?
Why I didn’t go?
Where is your home?
Do you feel better now?
My cat kept me from the San Fran,
The sun, and warmth, and love,
The dreams of vein, of lame.
The spotlight provides enough love
To cover the elementary damage?
The sun still calls me down,
The sand still calls me down,
The dream still calls me down,
But subtle now.
The train’s a comin’ down.
So many destinations,
Destiny nations.

What Is Is Is

My boob gets in the way
So, I’m living it slanted
Off to the side. I feel it.
Left, right, marks, kills
Do you feel it too?
Picking it up off the ground
Only slaves will stoop.
The harmonica moves Kharma
Do you see the cat in that?
In a circular motion again
That buzzing sound exciting
Just another trip on the train
You could say that text
Not the dormant kind
Electronic connections
Short term communion
I wanna know all that was said
Inside I’m screaming
I must not make a rhyme with
dreaming, creaming
That would play out so juvenile
Like the poet’s rules
The tensity in my arm
Tired from intense thrusts
Keep moving and the truth
What is is is!
Looking doesn’t see
Fear doesn’t dream
Listen to reality.

Hate This Job!

I hate this job
Everything’s broken
and nobody wants to fix it

I hate this job
Everything’s dirty
and nobody wants to clean it

I hate this job
Nobody does a thing
and I’m picking up other people’s shit

I hate this job
Everything’s wrong
and nobody wants to teach me

I hate this job
Nobody’s in charge
and everyone’s blaming me

I hate this job
Everybody’s bonding
and I’m not in the loop

I hate this job
Nobody’s joining me
so I’ll just smoke my dope

Screw this job
I’ll get another
Find some place that makes me happy

Screw this job
I’ll get another
Until then… got any money?