The Joys of Exclusivity
Everyone likes exclusivity, right?
"Join this exclusive club,
Enjoy these exclusive priveledges… "
It's a great sales angle, because everyone wants more priveledges, right? Only just don't be racist about it.
Everyone likes exclusivity, right?
"Join this exclusive club,
Enjoy these exclusive priveledges… "
It's a great sales angle, because everyone wants more priveledges, right? Only just don't be racist about it.
Okay, this is not doctrine. This is not dogma. It's just my imagination... I am putting myself in the place of Jesus, as he faces the cross at Calvary, and even as He is going through the throes of His crucifixion. Please do not think I am being irreverent or presumptuous.
God is Sovereign.
In the end, God will have His way.
But meanwhile, today, God doesn't always get His way.
This explains why there is evil in the world, and why we have the power to choose between good and evil. He has given us each free will, with which we choose.
This writing was instigated by a discussion regarding the Doctrine of Divine Impassibility. I found myself at odds with my reformed brethren, who hold steadfastly to various previously affirmed doctrines, of which this is but one.
Most modern arguments for Intelligent Design focus on the complexity and elegance of all the various forms of life in our world, including ourselves.
… Then the Lord God made the rib He had taken from the man into a woman and brought her to the man. And the man said:
This one, at last, is bone of my bone
and flesh of my flesh;
this one will be called “woman,”
for she was taken from man.
When I was about seven years old, I met God. I don't know how, or exactly when it happened, though I recall a couple of pivotal events. One was at the Douglas County Fair. There was a small tent in which my buddy and I were invited to see a short slide show about Jesus.
The greatest gifts, and the deepest truths of God are given and revealed only to those who trust in Him. Seems obvious on the surface, but wait until you receive one! Only then will you understand the greatness of the blessing, or the deepness of the truth.
I'm making my way back
To where, I haven't always been sure
And at times, I had no clue
But now I know, and I will die,
Seeing it through.
“I think, therefore, I am,”
thought the thinker.
“As I do, so am I,”
thought the doer.
And yet!—do they not both think, and do?