Frog Boils

For years now I have refrained from using the creepy and depressing frog in a pot of water analogy because I had been told it was not true.

Turns out it may be true. It could be true in the following ways:

1. The frog has been mentally or physically disabled. A brained frog or a frog with broken limbs will or can’t jump. Hardly proves anything beyond extreme cruelty.

2. The water is heated extremely slowly.

The “successful” experiments for this story were conducted by “scientists” in the 1800s. The quotation marks indicate my personal distaste for this kind of experiment. What normal person boils frogs in the name of science?!

The unfortunate truth: amphibians now have more advocates than babies. Imagine what PETA would do if NIH started boiling frogs.

But the children born as the result of incompetent abortionists (here I resist the quotes but must ask you to dwell on exactly what a successful abortionist does) are targets for medical murder.

Not only have abortion clinics been quietly snuffing out human life for years, now Planned Parenthood (recipient of tax funds) is openly advocating extending abortion to live human babies.

Who needs frogs when you can experiment on humans instead? Are you feeling cozy and warm in that pot? Check your limbs, check your cerebral cortex, and then find a way to jump. ‘Cause things are getting hotter here. One degree at a time.

Evidence and evolution

I was in the 8th grade and was a very attentive student. My science teacher taught a lesson about evolution and I asked some question, asserted a dissenting opinion.

She got angry and made me stand in the hall for the rest of class. This was akin to office roulette–if the principal came by I would face discipline. If he did not then my punishment was just the public rebuke and humiliation.

Oddly enough I cherish this memory.

Jesus says if we are ashamed of him now, he will be ashamed of us later. If we stand for him now, he will stand for us later.

When I think of the “wasted” years of my life, years when people have taken my sacrifice without gratitude or worse, hurt my children, I think of this miracle Baby, this King made man.

We Christians understand the evidence for evolution. I teach it to my children. I want them to know it well.

But there is not a single soul on this planet who could ever convince me that Jesus is not

the Word made flesh.

I see Him in the most ordinary things.
I hear His voice in the stillness and the wind.

If you can believe that a single quiet failure of a carpenter can bring hope in the world through a thief’s death, well, the rest is easy.

We all have faith in something.
Someone.

Why not Jesus?
With his story so crazy it is true.

dawkins, gervais, and mythologies

So….the atheists I know have gods.  They tend to be egoism and stimulants, pride, and vanity along with other garden variety idols.  I find these side roads into idolatry particularly sad when dealing with atheistic myopia.

I wonder, do they really not see how important it is for the world to revolve around them?  When you are an atheist this is particularly sad because your life (by your faith’s disposition) has no more significance than a bit of plastic jetsam swirling around in the Pacific.  Idolatry of a plastic toothbrush, let’s call it.

By contrast there is Jesus.  His words are deep, warm, incisive, ironic, profound, and true, often all at once.  His voice resonates over the course of recorded history.  He is the antithesis of egoism.  There is no, “and then Jesus sat down to a satisfying breakfast of fried eggs” verse in the Bible.  There is some interesting stuff about Him NOT eating and casting out demons…oh, and raising the dead.  The dead.

His smallest words matter.  His weeping, His silence, His unbearable pain.  And then there is His advice–keep the eternal, lay up treasure that will not rust or rot.  He shows us how this is done

by dying to our egos and ourselves

by purchasing with our money, our time, and our hearts

treasure in Heaven.

treasure in Heaven…

What does God treasure?

Us.

we are His precious treasure

and just in case we did not see it, He makes His mark on the center of the map of human history

with a Cross