Theological Insights from a Modern Perspective

Seenager!

A little bit of humor.

JUST discovered my age group! I am a Seenager (Senior teenager).

I have everything that I wanted as a teenager, only 55-60 years later. I don’t have to go to school or work. I get an allowance every month. I have my own pad. I don’t have a curfew. I have a driver’s license and my own car. I have ID that gets me into bars and the wine store.
 
The people I hang around with are not scared of getting pregnant, they aren’t scared of anything, they have been blessed to live this long, why be scared? 
 
And I don’t have acne. Life is Good! Also, you will feel much more intelligent after reading this, if you are a Seenager.
 
Brains of older people are slow because they know so much.
 
People do not decline mentally with age; it just takes them longer to recall facts because they have more information in their brains. Scientists believe this also makes you hard of hearing as it puts pressure on your inner ear.
 
Also, older people often go to another room to get something and when they get there, they stand there wondering what they came for. It is NOT a memory problem; it is nature’s way of making older people do more exercise. SO THERE!!
 
I have more friends I should send this to, but right now I can’t remember their names.
So please forward this to your friends; they may be my friends .
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Well, after three operations and one injection, the end is near (hopefully by the end of the year).

As I said in my prior post, I’ve had three operations to resolve a kidney stone problem, and I am in the recovery process now. Had my last post-op visit with the surgeon yesterday (went to a movie afterwards to celebrate). My PSA count (pre-op) was high, and they found what is called a 3+3=6 prostate cancer in 5% of the cells, I’m told this is good and (at my age) not much to worry about. I have to have a post-op PSA done to establish a baseline then, in 6 months, repeat it to see if it is stable or rising (problem). I’ve known men at my age who have had this diagnosis and have passed before it became a problem, so I am not concerned.

My (latest) rheumatologist decided not to bother with the arthritis in my wrist, but to send me to an orthopedic surgeon for an opinion. His opinion? Don’t go back to her. The problem is not arthritis, but an inflamed tendon in my wrist (from the first wrist bone down the thumb side of the arm). He injected cortisone into the inflamed tendon (yes, that hurt 9 on a 1-10 scale (I’ve already had a 10)) and says it should resolve within a month (mid-Sept).

I have one health problem left to resolve, but it’s not a major issue, I’ve held it off a number of years now, but figure since I’ve hit my financial cap for the year why not have it fixed?

So, if all goes well I may be able to return to blogging (real stuff) by the end of Sept.

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All of this has impressed upon me that God does, indeed, have a sense of humor. After having been in pain for better than 1-1/2 years I prayed that God would return me to my “normal” condition. Little did I know just what that would entail. Two operations to remove kidney stones that I thought was just a back pain. One operation to open up a prostate gland that refused to shrink after the two kidney stone operations. A very painful shot to eliminate a minor in my arm. I can’t wait to see what he has in stock for my final issue – tear ducts that aren’t draining properly after a bout of Bell’s Palsy. Yes, He is doing what I asked…but He could have given me a warning of just what that would entail!

Be careful of what you pray for…you may get it!

 

With God’s Love,

Mike, The Modern Theologian

Basic lesson: be yourself, that’s how God made you, and He must have liked what He made. You just need to discover what You really are. Thanks, Paul, you do these talks well.

Just me being curious

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Hey Simon Peter … got a min?

Yeah bro, what can I do for you?

Well you know how you were a rough diamond and all … fisherman .. calloused hands … out early back late … spitting everywhere … probably cursing too … all that “sinner stuff”?

Yep that’s me – what of it?

Well you know how you lopped of that fella’s ear just as Jesus was taken away – just before you ran away … ?

Yep!

Are you a role model for “rough tough Christians?”

What’s a Christian?

Well, you know – sinners saved by grace – born again – baptised and bathed in the Holy Spirit – go to church – read the bible – all that “Christian living”.

You still reading the stuff written way back yonder – all that “prophecy stuff”?

Of course it’s The Bible!

What’s the bible?

You know…

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TLP

Beautiful but Deadly

Good Saturday from the Heartland.

There are some things in this life that are absolutely beautiful.  Some are alluring, some are natural while others are man-made.  They might catch our eye or arouse our senses.  They may seem entirely harmless… and they might be good in and of themselves…

…but they can be deadly.

Take this gorgeous tiger for instance, God outdid Himself in the design, it’s simply beautiful, but I don’t think I’d want to walk up and pat him on the head.

Kitty, kitty, kitty!

That beautiful creature just happens to be a killing machine…

More often, we become entranced by things of beauty and make them more important than they are in our lives.  I really enjoy old Victorian architecture; it is beautiful.  Every little detail can be a work of art, and nobody can say it’s immoral.  The question is how important will…

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TLP

Praying in true humility can be difficult for us, particularly early in our Christian walk, yet for many of us, getting through the trials and tribulations of this life may be even more difficult. These are times of disappointments, problems, hardships, and sometimes these can lead to despair and desperation; we might even begin to wonder if God has forgotten all about us. Even worse, we might begin to think that God is exacting punishment upon us for something we have done or not done; oh yes, these are hard times indeed.

More than any other time in this life, times of hardship are times when we need to approach God’s presence holding nothing back, laying everything out in the open, times when we need to bare all before the God who sees all anyway. This is not only a time for praying in humility, it is also a time…

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Weathering the Storms

2209464-bigthumbnailLife is full of storms that we all have to weather, some are easier than others. Paul had a literal storm to weather, but in any case storms can bring into question the strength of our faith, and were we seek and find comfort.

Over the past two years I have had what seems like a never ending sea of storms, one after the other. Things started off with the onset of arthritis in my right hand (and the realization that I am allergic to every arthritis medication), that was soon followed by a bout of plantar fasciitis. The hardest thing any parent has to deal with happened last year when my son passed away at the young age of 34. Next came a sprained tendon in me left arm, which I am still dealing with (the arthritis and sprain have kept me from posting much as typing is not easy). In January of this year I started having severe back pains, which turned out to be massive kidney stones. The kidney stone required two operations to completely remove, with the end result of inflaming my prostate to the point that it now requires an operation to get it back to functioning properly (awaiting word on when that will occur).

Medications I have been on to deal with the pain have had me dealing with the side effect of depression. The most severe cases have passed, though I still have times where I have trouble convincing myself to get up to do anything. Doesn’t help that I have some restrictions on my activities (haven’t been able to hike for better than 9 months now).

I am not looking for sympathy, I write this to simply point out how the storms of life can hit us.

The hardest thing has been not being able to attend church services, it has been 4 months now since I have attended liturgy. Our faith is what we turn to when the going gets tough, we seek the words of consolation from Scripture, from others attending, and from the words of our priest/pastor/rabbi. It’s difficult when those resources are not available to us, so we turn to other sources of comfort and consolation. I have found, and rely upon, that replacement here on the blogs I follow. Most specifically they include:

Don Merritt’s The Life Post

Church Set Free, featuring Paulfg and Br. Francis-Claire

But, most especially, the short Christian motivations from Dr. K. L. Register. Through the months many of her posts feel like they have been directed specifically to me as they have fitted my mood and needs like the proverbial glove.

To be sure, my storms are no worse than many, perhaps you, have had, and far less than those others have experienced. I spent 30+ years working with disabled youth in one way or another, and it is amazing how children handle problems that bring adults to the very edge. Wheelchairs, mental acuity. obstacles our society places before them (and refuses to remove), yet they continue on with nary a bad word for anyone. Their love of us “normals”, their close (and unwavering) relationship with God (in whatever form they relate to Him in), has been an inspiration to me through the years. Next time you find yourself with nothing to do check out a local Miracle Field or Special Olympics event and just watch in awe as they deal with their problems, then ask yourself if you would have similar strength and still have a smile and hug to share with those around them…even strangers.

My faith has seen me though the hard times of the last two years, and I hope will see me through that which is still down the road. I write this now because the different operations I have ahead of me may preclude my return to the blogging world as anything more than a follower of other’s blogs. Again, do not feel sorry for me, nor look at this as an request for sympathy, I write this as an encouragement when storms come into your lives, seek out the Lord through the encouragement of Scripture and the writings of others. Let their words lift you out of the depression that hard times impose upon us, know that God has more planned for you in both this life an the next. Allow him to work through you, and your problems, to act as an encouragement to others.

God Bless.

TLP

Good Monday Morning from the Heartland.

Some time back I came upon a scene; this tree grabbed my attention because it was unusual…

The unusual thing about the tree isn’t the scar, but how well it has done in spite of the injury it sustained.  I’m not sure exactly what happened to the tree, my first thought was a lightning strike, but who knows.  It seems likely that whatever happened was storm related in some form…

We all deal with storms in our lives, sometimes literally, other times the storms are of a different sort.  Many of these are caused by our own actions and choices, many are not.  More important than anything else is how we respond to them.

When times are tough, do we let the circumstances keep us down; do we let circumstances defeat us?  When we are hurt by life’s storms will we dwell in our…

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