I can’t stand your religious meetings.
I’m fed up with your conferences and conventions.
I want nothing to do with your religion projects,
your pretentious slogans and goals.
I’m sick of your fund-raising schemes,
your public relations and image making.
I’ve had all I can take of your noisy ego-music.
When was the last time you sang to me?
Do you know what I want?
I want justice—oceans of it.
I want fairness—rivers of it.
That’s what I want. That’s all I want.
There is, in a word, nothing comfortable about the Bible – until we manage to get so used to it that we make it comfortable for ourselves. But then we are perhaps too used to it and too at home in it. Let us not be too sure we know the Bible … just because we have learned not to have problems with it. Have we perhaps learned … not to really pay attention to it? Have we ceased to question the book and be questioned by it?
You should see my podcast list.
We went to the Confidence Course at Ft. Sill on Saturday. I came back with a black eye, multiple bruises, and a sprained knee. I also had a soldier come to chapel on Sunday who had never attended before. What’s a few bruises for the sake of the Gospel?
From Slate, interesting book about treating three men who each believed they were Jesus.
This is a song by a HS Psychology teacher designed to help students learn about cognitive biases. Play it in the background as you study for the Critical Thinking final.