But for the grace of God, there go I;
My life could never pass the test.
And by the grace of God, Jesus for me died.
God gave to me His Best.

My sin went before me everywhere;
Its load of condemnation I could not bear.
Then He turned my eyes to His sacrifice,
Paid all of my debt and gave me eternal life.

Now by the grace of God, here am I;
Receiving God's peace and rest.

—by Eric Foy

As one might imagine, contracting COVID-19 and being sent to your room for ten days is a thing that generates extra opportunity to spend time doing mildly entertaining or marginally beneficial stuff, and stuff.

Thus, this.

I will be updating this document in the days to come, so stay tuned for a gripping nail-biter: the story of one man's harrowing trip through Wuhan-land, all inside his own home...

The Inception

God has come down!
Taking on mortality and dying flesh,
The Christ has visited us!

The burden he carried to the cross, no one can know.
He cared what we thought, lifting all our baggage
of prejudice and pride, yet
knowing how we would respond
to His truth.

He loved us to His death,
knowing we might not respond.
But to those who do, He holds out His hand
of forgiveness and grace,
A fountain of life for those who can bring
themselves to value His gift.
Eternal life! and nothing less.

So, today we were talking about how there is no such thing as "twice as slow," or, "twice as cold." This idiom is a favorite pet peeve of mine, because it is so utterly meaningless, yet when someone says it, you somehow know exactly what they mean. They simply mean, "Dang! It's really cold today." Or, "Dude, you are reeeaallly moving slow, even compared to that other slow guy!"

Proof of God's existence is given by the fact that anyone asks whether He exists.

What is the smallest knowable piece of information? I find this consideration a most worthy thought exercise. There are several closely related questions:

• What is the meaning of "knowable?"

• If, by "information," we mean, "an answer to a question," then must the question be added to the required information content of the answer?

The whispering hush
Of the breeze through the rushes
On the shores of Emmigrant Lake.

A hot summer day
With our feet in red clay
Molding patties on the rocks there to bake.

A more innocent time
And the world was more kind
To a kid growing up, singing, and laughing,
And running through the shadows of the Siskiyous.

Then Moses asked God, “If I go to the Israelites and say to them: The God of your fathers has sent me to you, and they ask me, ‘What is His name? ’ what should I tell them? ” God replied to Moses, “I AM WHO I AM. This is what you are to say to the Israelites: I AM has sent me to you.”
—Exodus 3:13‭-‬14 HCSB

Here we see, for the first time in scripture, God giving us His Name.

When I finally stop runnin'
From all my various problems
I'll be a more productive person
When I finally stop runnin'.

I'll wake up earlier every day
And get my own work done.
And then I'll go to bed, reflecting
On the battles that were won,
Instead of daily seeking an escape
In some important new distraction,
Or wasting all my precious time
In this selfish introspection.