As part of this effort, I’m raising money for Light & Life Ministries Inc. Every little bit helps. This cause means a lot to me:
- Help disadvantaged gifted students pay for the education that matches their potential!
- Help publish textbooks students need.
- Help pay medical expenses for people whose health has been damaged in their ministry to others.
Thank you! You can see good news on Light and Life Facebook page about what your donation achieves.
I had a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner with dear friends—I can hardly remember all the dishes included. Pastor-chef Randolph Nethers is simply outstandingly gifted in this. Neighbors came over, needing Jesus Christ and being welcomed.
Later, at another church, spoke on growing development, but also growing violence, in the same society, on social sins and punishment for the same, on God's offer of covenant and our options to join the covenant on his terms, or not join, and consequences of that decision.
Then I stayed in an apartment where there were two cats. I didn't want them sleeping on my face or getting hair all over my sweats, so the hosts gave me a water-spray bottle and said to use that to keep them at a distance. This worked so that even after I woke up, the bolder of the two cats slept only at the foot of the bed and didn't get in arm's reach. And people say cats can't be trained. I like cats, but, as a friend of mine who shaved his beard said, 'I don't want to breathe hair.'
The next day while driving, I stopped at an artisan co-op. I saw the glassmaking--very talented and gorgeous results. The pottery exhibit had closed before I could get there, but I was able to sample about twenty different kinds of preserves (in New Hampshire and Vermont at this time of year, everyone is well-preserved) and chose four. And at the cheese shop, sampled about six and chose one.
Temperature dropped to about 16 Fahrenheit over the mountains in central Vermont while driving from the river on the east side of the state to the lake on the west.
A man from New York state wrote, ‘I ask you a question that I have pondered all my life....When Jesus was born and as he grew, when did he realize that he was God? Thank you.’ I replied, ‘It's a very complicated subject. Some people in the 'historic Jesus' movement say Jesus NEVER said he was God, that this was a claim by his followers, particularly Paul. And the song 'Jesus Christ Superstar' says it this way, 'Jesus Christ Superstar/ Do you think you're who they say you are?' I think Jesus knew it early--when his parents find him in Jerusalem and Mary says, 'your father and I have been looking', Jesus replies by calling the Temple 'my Father's house'. In other words, God, not Joseph, is his Father, and he knows that at age 12.’ Of course, I realize that ‘Son of God’ in Hebrew language doesn’t necessarily mean something biological, like Zeus seducing impregnating a human female—that sort of thing is more about what demons, or demons inhabiting evil men, do, as in Genesis 6. In Hebrew culture, ‘son of’ has many meanings: ‘son of the Law’ (bar mitzvah), James and John were ‘sons of thunder’ because they were hot-tempered,‘Barnabas’ (‘Son of Encouragment’) was a nickname because of the man’s nature. But the Hebrew prophecy in Isaiah 7 turned out to have a meaning past what ancient people had anticipated—not just a ‘young woman’, but a ‘virgin’ conceived and bore a son. How? God’s immaterial Spirit overshadowed her. Can Almighty God do this? Of course, since God can do everything.