“Ever since man sinned, and heard God’s voice in the garden, unusual appearances of God have been terrible to man. They fell prostrate to the earth, till Jesus encouraged them; when looking round, they beheld only their Lord as they commonly saw him.” —Matthew Henry He was still speaking when, behold, a bright cloud overshadowed … More The Terror of G-d’s Voice
Returning to the New Covenant, I am reading the Book of John. Yesterday, I cam to the portion of chapter four concerning the conversion of Samaritans. I am struck especially by the final paragraph, provided as a summary of the events. Many Samaritans from that town believed in him because of the woman’s testimony, “He … More Conversion of Samaritans
Things seemed to be going so well. The weather wasn’t perfect, but tolerable. People up in New York were starting to get clear of the destruction of their double whammy storms. The election is over. Whether we celebrate or mourn, at least we know now were we stand for the next four years. Here in … More Surprized at the Violence?
The temperature outside today reached into the low seventies. The chilly evenings we’ve had hit the bugs hard, and not one was around to bite me while I dug some holes. It’s fall so it’s time to plant some bushes. There’s an area in front of my house that grass has trouble growing. Over this … More Fall Thoughts Continue
Spending some time now in the Book of Revelation has reminded me of a way of viewing our Lord Y’shuaJesus that has bothered me for some time. It’s a different view from the one in Revelation. It’s been around for a long time, too. Matthew Henry’s commentary on the Bible includes it: the meekness of … More Baby Jesus with a voice was like the sound of many waters
Then the eleven disciples went away into Galilee, into a mountain where Jesus had appointed them. And when they saw him, they worshipped him. . . (Matthew 28:16,17) Today, the day after Resurrection Day 2012, school buses on their way to collect children, compete with cars driven by people headed off to work. I suppose, … More Post-Holiday Blues