Wednesday, April 29, 2009

April 29, 2009

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)



The universe is stopping to celebrate the first 100 days of Obamadolatry.

Let's see now.

Except for running up the greatest deficit in our country's history in the shortest amount of time, targeting vets and pro-lifers and Christians as potential terrorists, fist-pumping-and-high-fivin' ruthless dictators, exceeding JJ's addiction to being on television every day (Hello, George Orwell!), making abortions as accessible as crack in Scranton which is not VP JB's home though he sounds stoned most of the time, sending the market into a tailspin every time he opens his mouth, letting tax cuts expire, dissing his predecessors for splashing water on terrorists' faces while they chop off heads with rusty Swiss Army pocket knives, and apologizing for America's arrogance and perditious character around the globe as he campaigns for his next, uh, whatever, yeah, I think he's doing a great job.

I forgot to mention he will heal anyone who has contracted Swine Flu which was created, developed, and spread at the, uh, beginning of the end of GWB's administration as sour grapes and to deflect energies from indicting 'em as the greatest war criminals since, uh, uh, uh,...



Part of the celebration includes Pennsylvania Senator Arlen Specter's tail-between-his-legs renouncing the Republican Party to join his ideological comrades on the other side of the aisle where he spent most of his time anyway.

Parenthetically, aside from VP JB's notorious plagiarizing and failure to engage his brain before engaging his mouth and AS' brutalizing Anita Hill so Clarence Thomas could serve the far right for three or four decades on that court that thinks it's so sovereign, they share something that makes their "judgments" suspect; but I won't mention it unless you do!

Anyway, AS was candid in a partial kinda way when he said his "painful decision" was precipitated by the GOP's move to the right; as if that's a recent development.

C'mon, dude, tell the truth!

He's switching loyalties more than ideologies because he was gonna lose the Republican primary to Pat Toomey in 2010; and even if he squeaked by an intra-party challenger whose values are more in consonance with Republicans, he would almost certainly lose to anyone anointed by PBHO because, well, uh, Pennsylvania is one of the hotbeds of national/global/universal Obamadolatry.




Quick hits on the betrayal.

PBHO: "We're thrilled to have you."

GOP National Committee Chairman Michael Steele: "Let's be honest: Senator Specter didn't leave the GOP based on principles of any kind. He left to further his personal political interests because he knew that he was going to lose a Republican primary due to his left-wing voting record. Republicans look forward to beating Senator Specter in 2010, assuming the Democrats don't do it first."

Senator Majority Leader Harry Reid: "I welcome Senator Specter and his moderate voice to our diverse caucus."



In a related story, Ann Glendon, who was PBHO's Harvard law professor and a former U.S. Ambassador to the Vatican, says she will not accept Notre Dame's highest honorary award - the Laetare Medal - because she doesn't want to receive an award on the same day that PBHO delivers the commencement address and gets one of their honorary degrees; noting the President's position on unborn life which is so antithetical to RC faith and morality.




Monday's KD (4/27/09) sparked several responses; and here's a representative sampling:

From California in response to the rudely defensive union rep: "Meetings like that are about roles. Your role was the God-guy. Her role was the Jobs-babe. You talked about first things and moral underpinnings. She talked about protecting union jobs and more pay for her members. Your comments threatened her agenda because it might lead to policies that drain money away from her members...That 'offends' her...which is PC speak for 'I don't like what you are saying but cannot articulate the truth of the matter'...If the school rooms of America were taught like the 1940s, I would bet school scores would rocket."

From Oklahoma about our great adventure on mules: "Your faith will break the rules that chain folks to ordinary, common living. Faith takes us out of the box and past the boundaries. Faith believes anything is possible with God. Faith sees through the obstacles of life and into the supernatural of abundant living. God loves faith that pushes past impossibilities and breaks rules of carnality...You have the faith to break the rules and soar into the realm where God dwells!"

From Illinois about spending more time in process/meetings than people/ministry: "I was scolded by the senior pastor for spending too much time with a widow on the night before her surgery: 'You cannot take that much time with each visit or you will never get enough visiting done.' When we had our baby, he came and spent two minutes in the room with us in the hospital. When he left, I turned to my wife and asked, 'How does it feel to be a statistic?'"

From Kansas on the same subject as the preceding paragraph: "In the last eight years at our church that we are leaving after 21 years, none of the pastors or staff or officers from our church ever darkened our door or jangled our phone...Being a PK, my daddy spent more time with people than in meetings...At his funeral, many people came up to me in tears and said, 'Your father was my best friend.' That's because Jesus was his best friend! Maybe..."




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Monday, April 27, 2009

April 27, 2009

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)



A colleague who is hardly a confessional/pastoral peer chastised me for spending too much time visiting folks in hospitals, nursing homes, and always finding time for anybody about almost anything that's burdening/bothering/buggin' 'em: "Don't you have better things to do?"

So I asked what he does; and he talked about attending a plethora of parochial, ecumenical, and community meetings that keep him from doing what I do.

I asked him to list the accomplishments of all of those meetings.


I asked him how His kingdom has been advanced by all of those meetings.


I asked if he could accomplish about as much as he's accomplished by going to less meetings and making more time for people who are burdened/bothered/bugged.


I returned the favor of his chastisement by paraphrasing Moody's retort to a mainliner who criticized his way of doing evangelism: "I prefer the way I do it to the way you don't do it."

While I don't spend as much time in the Bible as I'd prefer, I've spent enough time in it to know ministry at His best is more about people/ministry than process/meetings.


That brings the last great president of PTS and the WARC to mind.

If you can't figure out the acrostics, don't be upset because they're as irrelevant to life and ministry as they've become.

Be that as it's turned down, he'd often introduce speakers who he didn't really like this way: "I have always been impressed by ___ and his accomplishments have been noteworthy."

I think of one of his favorite professors who scared the hell out of us who I tried to brown-nose: "Dr. ___, isn't it exciting that ___ is going to be guest lecturing next month?"

I was referring to one of those German guys who wrote extraordinarily complicated essays/books/whatevers that everybody bought, rarely read, and even more rarely understood.

Dr. ___ retorted, "If you took all of his writings and placed them on my desk, you'd have the biggest pile of ___ on campus."

That president and professor were gems amid the academic/ecclesiastical fiberglass.


That brings a meeting with Advance Illinois to mind (4/23/09).

It's a great organization dedicated to, uh, advancing public education in, uh, Illinois.

We, uh, met last week.

I'm not sure why I was invited.

When asked, I said, "I don't know why you want me to come. I'm just a pastor and nobody pays attention to pastors anymore; especially for public stuff. I'm a professor of homiletics and talk about Jesus and stuff like Him; which isn't really a part of our public conversations anymore. Besides, what's-his-name keeps saying we're no longer a Christian nation; so I'm kinda out of the loop. I'm a police chaplain; but that mostly involves homicides and suicides. Of course, I am president of a junior tackle football league and spend lots of time keeping parents and coaches and cheer squads from killing each other. So maybe I should come. You tell me."

It was a great meeting reviewing lots of awful statistics about the status of public education in Illinois and across the country. You can check out all of the bad news by going to

Anyway, I was really, really, really encouraged by the local superintendent, principals, teachers, school board members in attendance, and so on. They were passionate, caring, and competent.

Unfortunately, a union person said she was "offended" because after I extolled the role of public education in the socioeconomic strength of America by virtue of affording equal access without respect to color, class, or culture, I said it might not be a bad idea to take some time to assess the causes of the problems because the causes sometimes betray the cures. I added that being defensive about corporate culpabilities will not, uh, advance public education.

I almost referred to 1 John 1:5-10; but, well, uh, you can go back to my response to the invitation in the fifth sentence/paragraph of this section.

She was very, very, very defensive which was a big clue; if you know what I mean.

Actually, she was a little rude; even after I apologized for offending her.

I like her; but that's because I don't need to agree with people to like 'em.

I am out of the loop.



Speaking of lessons learned, an elder and I went just south of Green Bay on Saturday (4/25/09) to visit another elder who is in a nursing home.

We had a great time, sat at the holy table together, prayed, and pledged to return later in the summer.

We rode our mules.

378 miles.

The first just less than four hours were great; leaving at 4:00 a.m., roaring through Milwaukee, and arriving before breakfast.

The last seven hours were, uh, an adventure: rain, monsoon, hail, wind, sleet, and people riding around in cages who flunked the course on common courtesies.

We decided that we're going to start a MC club with cuts sporting "Rainmakers" patches.

We felt so...alive!!!

If you have to ask, you go to too many meetings.



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Thursday, April 23, 2009

April 23, 2009

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)



U.S. Secretary of Homeland Security Janet Napolitano, in an interview with CBS on 4/20/09, called for stricter border security.

Well, it's about time.

She believes our borders with Canada and Mexico deserve the same attention.

According to (4/22/09), "Mexico is engulfed in a drug war that left more than 5,000 dead last year, and which is spawning a spillover kidnapping epidemic in Arizona. So many Mexicans enter the United States illegally that a multi-billion-dollar barrier has been built from Texas to California to keep them out...In Canada, on the other hand, the main problem is congestion resulting from cross-border trade."

JN said our border with Canada is as vulnerable as Mexico's because "suspected or known terrorists" have entered the U.S. via Canada; including the 9/11/01 terrorists.

Proving the parallels of incompetence between the administrations of GWB and PBHO once again, she was informed that everyone, uh, but her - scroll down for The Bob Rule - knows the ragheaded 9/11ers did not enter the U.S. via Canada; whereupon she said with rhetorical confidence, "I can't talk to that. I can talk about the future. And here's the future. The future is we have borders."



With the nutballs in Iran about to launch and their relatives in Pakistan about to get their fingers on the button, I'm hoping PBHO's rap/encounter sessions start working.

General Petraeus about Pakistan: "The threat is significant."

Secretary of State HRC: "The existential threat posed by Taliban extremists in Pakistan should not be underestimated...Pakistan poses a mortal threat to the security and safety of Americans and the world."

Senator John Kerry: "Pakistan is in a moment of peril. And I believe there is not in place yet an adequate policy or plan to deal with it."


If we're depending upon rookies like U.S. Secretary of Homeland Security JN and you know who...

A word of hope from Boston University Professor Husain Haqqani: "The United States and Pakistan are partners, and in that partnership, I think, together, we can deal with the Taliban."

I think?

And the echo rings from Pennsylvania Avenue, "Rappah...Rappah...Rappah...They call me the Rappah..."



I came across "No Holds Barred: Why does Obama Smile at Dictators?" by Shmuley Boteach in The Jerusalem Post (4/20/09): "The picture of PBHO smiling broadly as he met President Hugo Chavez of Venezuela startled me. Our President is a nice guy. Chavez is anything but."

"Watching all this," Boteach continues, "I was wondering what the new standards were. How oppressive must a leader be before we determine that he has not merited a hug?...Yes, I get it. We have to speak to our enemies, and America has to push 'reset" on its relationships..."

Then a slap of sobriety: "It must surely be disheartening for those who suffer oppression in countries like Venezuela, Cuba and Saudi Arabia to see the American President backslapping their oppressors when these victims have always looked up the U.S. as their champions...Like many Americans, I have been awed by our President's capacity to draw those who hate us near. He is a man of considerable charm and grace. But I have to admit that I am increasingly troubled by his seeming inability to call out rogue dictators."

Conclusion: "I know that the Bush administration made many mistakes, and I am a fan of President Obama precisely because of his sunny optimism. But Bush was not, as Chavez once called him, the devil, and it could just be that his emphasis on America being the great champion of democracy and freedom, a mantle that was most eloquently articulated by President Kennedy in his inaugural address, is a legacy that ought to belong to Obama as much as it did to his predecessor."



Recalling #4 from the non-best-selling Fifteen Secrets for Life and Ministry available from Kathie on this website, "Trying to be rational with the irrational is illogical; the ancillary being, being wrong invalidates argument and being right does not necessitate it."

In other words, it's hard to rap with a rat.

PBHO is gonna learn a lot sooner than later - we hope - that those ragheaded rats and kin require strict, uh, boundaries a lot more than a gab fest at Starbuck's.


While PBHO may be right about the U.S. no longer being a Christian nation - a damning conclusion - I still think Matthew 18:15-17, our Lord Jesus' reconciling recipe for those irrational and irascible people in fighting moods, is worth a try.

Here's my summary:

1. Try to work it out face to face.

2. If that doesn't work, bring along a few fair and objective
folks who will tell the truth to both of you while insuring
neither of you is tempted to lie about the conversation
to others at a later date.

3. If that doesn't work, try a bunch of good folks to sort
it all out.

4. If that doesn't work, blow 'em off or, in the case of
religious nutball terrorists, away!

Go back to #4, get on your knees, and remember that sometimes it's better to talk to God about someone than to talk to someone about God.



Considering the options for national/global security, I'll go with predestination.


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Wednesday, April 22, 2009

April 22, 2009

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)



I've been trying to figure out why I like PBHO so much despite his rhetoric rarely corresponding to his administration.

I think I've figured, uh, me out.

It's like WJC and Monica - nostalgia: 21st century without 9/11/01, 90s without WJC/AG, 80s without rap music, 70s without the end of the summer(s) of love, 60s without bad trips, 50s without plastic, 40s without WWII...

PBHO is the kinda guy that we'd hang out with for some weed and women with Jimi, Eric, Janis, and other irresponsible stuff.

"But when I became a man..."


Ted went home to Jesus a few years ago.

When I was en ecclesiastical boy wonder, we were in a covenant group together with Lloyd, Richard, Louie, Bruce, Sam, George, Jerry, and some really other important-to-everyone-but-the-franchise's-apostate-bureaucracy high steeple superstars.

If it weren't for a detour into adultery and discovering that the top of my ladder to ecclesiastical success was leaning against the wrong building, I'd probably have sold my soul with the rest of 'em for more pension credits, redeemable vouchers, secret savings accounts, perks that would make the Pope blush, and the like.

Anyway, Ted, who maintained his integrity better than most of us, told me about an exchange with someone who was being very judgmental about somebody else; prompting him to interrupt, "Excuse me, but I've got something in my eye...I can't see you right now because I've got something in my eye...What's that I see in your eye?"


What I don't like about PBHO and his idolaters is their increasing penchant for blaming their incompetence on inheritances from GWB and his incompetent administration.

C'mon, grow up!

Stop blaming your increasing blunders on somebody else's poor potty training!

While the roots of America's decline "may" be traced back to RR's predecessor whose peanut butter Presidency was more baloney and nuts than his smile could overcome, this is PBHO's time to put up or shut up; with the latter being a tough one for somebody with an addiction to talking in front of the camera even exceeding his fellow, uh, windy cityer JJ.

I think back to the Wednesday before the Tuesday in November when PBHO trounced court jester JM.

Just before our family of faith's choir practice, somebody was expressing concern about PBHO's lack of experience and nutty buddies; prompting somebody else to counter with sharp criticism of GWB.

Somebody else spoke up: "GWB isn't running for President!"

I think it's time for PBHO and his idolaters to revel in their victory and assume responsibility for their, uh, whatever it is that they're doing.


I'm not sure what PBHO and his idolaters are up to...

Seems like OJT to me!

And what's up with all of that fist-pumping-and-high-fiving with greaseballs like that retro-revolutionary from Venezuela?

And what's up with his European, uh, campaign of confession about America dissing those folks for their fallen empires and geopolitical insignificance?

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Chavez is a blood-thirsty-my-way-or-the-highway dictator!

Those European allies - Puuuhhhleeeeeeease!!! - are museums of better days with barely any geopolitical significance!

Are we really looking to them as paradigms of a positive future for the USA?


Help me, Jesus!


Mainline denominations come to mind.

Constituents long for the way things never were or maybe were but are no more.

They resurrect what didn't work as if it will work now.


Getting back to those two pesky young pastors in my neck of the woods (scroll down to previous KDs for context), they're breaking all of the old rules that didn't or don't work in favor of communicating the gospel of confident living in the assurance of eternal life through Jesus.

They seem to care more about enabling wholeness, happiness, joy, and eternal security than preserving traditions and styles that were cool but aren't anymore.


Wineskins again.

Here's a pertinent word from my favorite devotional writer: "When churches of all denominations recognize and honor Him instead of promoting their names, ideas, philosophies, and doctrines, the world will see Who matters most and maybe, just maybe, some will want to serve Him too!"


I love my historical vestments: collar and bands, stole, and Genevan robe adorned with the stripes that don't heal.

My youngest asked, "Do you have to dress up in clothes nobody gets to talk about Jesus?"

Then he said, "Those clothes that you wear on Sunday really look stupid."

Yeah, I know what those "garments" (check the Latin) symbolize.

Those symbols mean a lot to me; and I'm gonna keep wearing 'em for weddings and funerals because they make for nice pictures (former) and honoring previous proprieties (latter).

But I think I'm spending too much time trying to explain what they mean than Who matters most.

Know what I mean?

If not, you're probably in a dying church.


Walt Whitman: "From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines..."



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Sunday, April 19, 2009

April 19, 2009

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)



Often, I tell my preaching students, "If someone says it better than you, let 'em!"

Of course, unlike VP JB, my students footnote their sources.

So here's something worth your attention as the MSM continues its apology for the real American Idol:



Did you notice those two pesky young pastors of mine were in the mob (scroll down for context)?



When the Confessing Church Movement had traction in the PCUSA - doesn't really matter what precise mainline franchise 'cause, more than less, they're all the same - I asked the editor of a local rag if her/his paper intended to print any news about it.

She/he said, "I'm an elder in the PCUSA and I like how things are going and I'm going to do everything that I can to stop the Confessing Church Movement."

I asked, "Aren't newspapers supposed to report rather than create/monitor/control/censure what's happening?"

We haven't talked since.


That editor is even older than me; which makes her/him a lot older than those two pesky young pastors who keep making me think of Jesus' parable of the wineskins which, like everybody else fixed in their ways and longing for the way things never were or maybe were but are no more, causes geezers like me, sad as it is as well as sounds, to resist His truth through 'em as I rebuke 'em for not being like, uh, me.

Maybe it's possible that every generation has its repulsive side that generates resistance/rebuke.

Or maybe every generation just packages truth in different, uh, packages and preceding generations don't get it or don't want to get it or...

O.K., I think I'll go listen to one of those oldies that are so much more innocent and non-offensive to our sensitivities, proprieties, and political whatevers...




I'm trying to make a generational point.

It's like friends who keep trying to convince me that their ecclesiastical franchise is better than mine: "I ain't leavin' one stinkin' denomination for another stinkin' denomination because they all stink of, uh, humanity resisting, rebelling, and rebuking divinity as personified in Jesus and prescribed in Holy Scripture."

Yeah, I do say that.

Back to my/your/their generation, "If someone says it better than..."


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Saturday, April 18, 2009

April 18, 2009

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)



After playing my first 18 of 2009 with Del and Dan and really ____ing (scroll down for the preceding KD to fill in the blank), I played 9 with my favorite Special Olympics state, national, and world golf champion Billy.

Using another word for how I had ____ed so badly with Del and Dan, euphemisms soften the pain of really ____ing at something, I called Billy before we played and said, "I'm gonna have to figure out which clubs to put in the bag this year or I'm going to be really, uh, awful this year."

Billy said, "Just use the ones that give you good shots."

I hadn't thought of that.

So I went into the basement and pulled out my old Ping Zing lobber (61 degrees), Cleveland 588 SW (56 degrees), dumped the hybrids and restored my 2, 3, and 4 to the rest of my Mizuno MP-32 family, and picked up Billy.

Though I'm still regretting selling that Taylor Made GBD 12 degree stiff driver for my Nike SQ that looks like a Smart Car on steroids and that first generation pre-Anser Ping putter that looked hollow but was equally useful from both sides and made that distinctive, uh, ping sound that prompted Karsten to go with the name, uh, Ping for his company, I didn't ____ when I played with Billy.


I guess it's like I tell married couples: "The grass is greener where it's watered."

If that doesn't work, I say, "Your greener pasture was somebody else's brown field."


And for all of you geezers like me who don't like to say you ____ when you really ____ like religion apart from Jesus, a soul sister wrote, "By the way, thanks for explaining why the word sucks is offensive. I could never understand why people from your generation don't like it. It never occurred to me it had that connotation. It just always meant something was really awful. Maybe I'm too naive. Or maybe you 60s dudes just have dirty minds!"


Speaking of ____ing, what's up with PBHO's chick at Homeland Security?

Pro-lifers and vets are now terrorist threats?

Hey! Hey! Hey!

I think people who go around rejoicing more than reporting that the USA ain't a Christian nation any longer are bigger threats to our national security than people who care more about the unborn than sperm whales or women and men in uniform who risk everything so people who really ____ can spew their...

If this country goes to hell, it's because our leaders have stopped pointing people to heaven.


Getting back to the two pastors (scroll down to the preceding KD) who don't ____ and make me realize how I ____ when I fail to realize our Lord's parable about the wineskins isn't just for, uh, them as in "all have sinned and fall short of God's glory" not "you all have sinned and fall short of God's glory," they remind me of the only Name Who matters.

They remind me that denominationalism belongs to the wastebasket of human history as much as Pope John XXIII said the same about any kind of jingoism.

They remind me that Jesus didn't come, die, rise, and reign to segregate people from each other by class, color, or culture.

They remind me that people who herald themselves more than Him are, to kinda quote Him, "making people twice as fit for hell as they are themselves."

So the next section may sound parochial; but it's not because you can change the names and they're still the same apart from the only Name Who matters.


Presbyterian is a transliteration of the Greek for elder-oriented; having much more to do with polity or how a particular congregation governs itself rather than the profession of faith in Jesus as Lord and Savior as attested in Holy Scripture which is shared by Christians of all flavors and franchises.

Specifically, in our/my/maybe/not/your ecclesiastical culture, Presbyterian means confessional, constitutional, and connectional democracy in which authority is vested in ordered groups rather than individuals (e.g., session).

Ideally, a Presbyterian church is a family of faith, not unlike other families of faith except/mostly for polity, praying and laboring to love Jesus by loving like Jesus according to Holy Scripture.

Christians in Presbyterian churches differ from other family members in congregational churches like SBs where every decision is subject to a congregational vote (bottom up decision-making) or hierarchical churches like RCs where priests/bishops decide for their members (top down decision-making) by being connectional or somewhere in the middle (sideways decision-making as noted in the second sentence of this section).

I mention this because there is a common misunderstanding of Presbyterianism being a different religion from other family members who express their Christianity as Baptists, Methodists, Lutherans, Roman Catholics, and so on.

I am not suggesting that different franchises don't have their theological/spiritual/practical idiosyncrasies; but I am saying that those differences are more in polity and governance than the substance of their common faith in Jesus as Lord and Savior as attested in Holy Scripture.

That's why that young pastor keeps screaming, "Religion ____s! Jesus saves!"

Hyperbole or not, he's making an important point.

Christianity is infinitely/eternally more about Jesus than any particular polity or franchise.

It's about faith in Jesus rather than membership in a particular franchise.

Today, we have discovered words like Presbyterian, Methodist, Lutheran, Baptist and the like mean very little to succeeding generations who need Jesus a heaven of a lot more than the idiosyncrasies of denominational distinctions of polity.

Indeed, heralding such words has become such a turn-off that succeeding generations who need Jesus turn away from churches sporting their polity distinctives and turn on to churches with more inviting names that aren't as confusing and, in some cases, discouraging.

I mention this because geezers like me who have cherished those old polity words have decisions to make.

Are we going to trumpet polity or Jesus?

Are we going to invite people to a polity or a family of faith?

Are we going to be more about Jesus or outdated/overused/insulting-to-Jesus polities (go back to the preceding section of this KD)?

Even "new church development" experts in the outdated and exploding/imploding wineskins/franchises/denominations have urged their church planters not to use those words in naming new churches because they distract rather than attract attention and inquiry from those who need Jesus so much.

Again, as those two pesky young pastors keep telling me, it's all about Jesus.

He is the only Name Who matters.



Old clubs?

New clubs?

Billy is right!


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Thursday, April 16, 2009

April 16, 2009

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)



You've probably seen that already; but as I tell my preaching students, "If it's worth preaching once, it's worth preaching twice; and if it ain't worth preaching twice, it ain't worth preaching once."

Be that as it is, my sister sent it to me when it first hit the net; and I agree with her preface: "It made my day. It goes to show you that you can't judge a book by its cover. I wept while watching it."

Being out of commission for the last 24 hours after a trip to the emergency room to get medication for the cholesterol medication that caused an allergic reaction that inspired one of my covenant brothers to say I look like I have a bad case of leprosy and my wife to joke that I have the coodies to which I suggested I got it from her to end the levity, it reminds me of the unpredictably extraordinary grace of God to stun us by the irrepressibly incarnational expressions of the Spirit in and through us.

Or something like that.


It caused me to think of two young pastors who are causing me to expand my old wineskin.

One has earrings for both ears; which has never bothered me except when it's a guy.

The other, uh, guy likes to blurt out in worship, "Religion sucks! Jesus saves!"

Generational issues can get in the way of advancing the Kingdom.

Guys my age just don't wear earrings because, well, uh, you know...

"Suck" has sexual connotations for my generation; and when that part of sexual intimacy loses its appeal like those tattooed roses peeking from low-cut blouses that have become long-stemmers over the years, it becomes especially repulsive; which, drawing a parallel, may be why geezers like me refuse to accept the evolution of "sucks" from its sexual connotations to just meaning something is really awful.

Anyway, the guy with the earrings and guy who says religion sucks but Jesus saves are attracting more people to their worship services than guys like me who've got their grammar, oral tradition, and personal affects in order.

It makes me think about what my sister liked about that video in the first section of this KD.


Speaking of not judging a book by its cover, my favorite newswoman in the South sent this to me:


PSALM 2008-2012
















She said, "You can tell your readers that it can be found in the Bible right after First and Second Babylonians."


I like PBHO.

He reminds me of so many of my young professors in college and graduate school who had a lot of really cool ideas to heal a world that ain't interested.

Yeah, his rhetoric and administration don't match up; but, c'mon, take a look at churches.

What they say they believe about peace, unity, and purity doesn't often match up with what they do about it.

Come to think of it, I can be pretty hypocritical too.

For example, I played golf - the first 18 of 2009 - with two of my favorite, uh, hackers today.

I'll call 'em Del and Dan because that's their names.

I really ____ed (Go back to the bad word with sexual connotations for my generation used by the young pastor in the third section of this KD that his generation uses to indicate something/someone is really awful!).

They were nice about it, appreciated that I didn't bring down their games because I ____ed so badly, and even said we're playing again in two weeks; which is really good because I really like to play with them and I guess they like to play with me.

Anyway, I got home after really ____ing at golf today and got a package from Titleist: a dozen Pro V1 balls with "Kopper" inscribed on each one.

It was an anonymous gift.

I know that because Titleist doesn't know my dog's name.

I have written ad nauseum about how much I detest the cruelty, cowardice, and terrorism of anonymous calls, letters, and the like; so much so that I don't read letters that do not have a return address or signature.

Buuuuuuut, I kinda like this anonymous gift.


If anyone out there would like to send an anonymous cashier's check or something like it to help me pay off...

Everybody can be a little or lot hypocritical every now and then.

As Katie Couric slipped the other night, PBHO is still on his learner's permit; so let's cut some slack and pray he doesn't do anything else that really ____s.


Which brings me to the latest from Meghan McCain!

She's the daughter of the Senator who lost to the Senator back in November.

The more she talks, more and more folks who voted for her daddy are glad he didn't win.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

You can't have it both ways.

You can't say you don't like PBHO because his formative political/philosophical/ideological years were influenced by loonies and then fail to admit Meghan's daddy is at least partially responsible for her being so, uh, loony.

Regardless, which is how some people go through life anyway, she said on Monday, " against gay marriage - a dirty little secret many of my gay friends are shocked to discover. But you'd never know it because he always 'sounds' so inclusive...And just like the civil rights and feminist movements before this, the movement toward gay equality and gay marriage is one I have absolute faith will triumph over prejudices. Moreover, I believe the Republican Party has, at this moment, the opportunity to come forward and play an instrumental role in securing gay rights...And yes, I'm still a Republican. Get used to it."

She's picking up a, uh, partner in Rick Warren.

He's become really, really, really silent on same-sex marriage.

Parenthetically, abstentions acquiesce to the majority in parliamentary procedure.


He's backing off the issue because, well, uh, he's gettin' real close to this administration; and just like other clergy throughout history who have sold parts of their souls to get close to...

I'm getting off the subject; kinda like the Republicans when Meghan McCain starts speaking for 'em.


Speaking of who speaks for whom and stuff like that, I wrote this yesterday:


I am writing to you to review "The Bob Rule" which has
helped me over the years.

I did not invent this rule; for if I did, I wouldn't have the
debt that no rich aunt [or anonymous donor akin to the
fifth section of this KD] has helped erase from my
credit report.

No, it's a rule that therapists often invoke when dealing with
folks who fail to see the logs in their eyes as they point
out the specks in the eyes of others.

You are not getting this for any particular reason.

It's one of my mass mailings.

So, quite frankly, I don't know why you're gettin'

Calvinists may hazard a guess.

Moretheless, here's how it goes.

If everybody says you're wrong about something but
you feel you're right and everybody else is wrong,
you may be right; but if everybody says you're
wrong, you just may want to consider they may
be right and you may be wrong.

Parenthetically, it has never happened to me as
a professor because professors hand out grades
that stay on transcripts forever and few folks have
the guts to challenge their professors and maybe
mess up their transcripts that are so important
during job interviews.

One of the most defining moments in my life
and ministry occurred when I realized I may
think I'm right but that doesn't mean I am right;
and when everybody tells me that I'm wrong, it
makes sense to think about the "possibility"
to "probability" that I may be wrong.

It's related to 1 John 1:5-10.

Read it.

Then try it and you'll, uh, like it.

Simply, hanging on to thinking and acting like
you're right when you're not as evidenced by
The Bob Rule is rather silly and makes a person
look even more foolish than ever before.

Releasing ourselves from the auto-suggested
hallucination of always thinking we're right when
we're not can be so refreshing as it sheds the
weight of being so wrong about thinking we're
so right.

Or something like that.

It's O.K. to be wrong - everybody's wrong now
and then which is why Jesus came to save us! -
but it's not O.K. to keep pretending you're
right when everybody knows you're wrong.

There are places for those kind of people.

Of course, I may be wrong about all of the

Blessings and Love!

I think of Harold.

Harold was my associate in Pennsylvania.

He's an AGer; and when folks asked why we didn't hire one of our own, I said, "We couldn't find any who still believe in Jesus."

Be that as it was at the time of our search, a woman accosted him for "preaching about her" during a sermon.

His response: "It's really quite arrogant of you to think that I write sermons just for or about you; but if the shoe fits..."


Some folks have already, uh, weighed in on The Bob Rule.

My favorite devotional writer in Oklahoma: "Reminds me of the old saying, 'I was only wrong one time in my life, and that was when I thought I was wrong, but I was really right.'"

A really smart pastor in the Midwest: "I've heard The Bob Rule like this: If Bob has a problem with everyone else, Bob is the problem."

From an elder in New Jersey: "I think it was abnormal Psych 101 in which I learned that if you are always alone on the opposite side and the rest of the world thinks differently all of the time, you are definitely in need of help...Unfortunately, most of the people who wind up in this situation have no clue that they need help."

From a lawyer in Illinois: "Here's a similar rule: You don't know what you don't know."

From California: "The corollary to The Bob Rule: 'You are always entitled to an opinion but having one does not make it correct.'"


Speaking of people in the ozone layer of reality with two feet planted firmly in the air, VP JB reported (via the White House yesterday) an adjusted gross income of $269,256 and paid $46,952 in federal income taxes.

The Bidens also reported donating $1,885 to charity.

Obviously, VP JB has discounted the tithe to less than 1%.

The White House: "The charitable donations claimed by the Bidens on their tax returns are not the sum of their annual contributions to charity...They donate to their church, and they contribute to their favorite causes with their time as well as their checkbooks."

A song comes to mind.



I really liked Cat Stevens until he became Yusuf Islam and wanted to knock off Salman Rushdie.

He's singing again.


Rumor is he's raising money for his ragheaded terrorist friends.

That ____s!



Hypocrisy - contradicting rhetoric and administration - seems to be one thing common to all political parties and religions.

That young pastor is right.

Religion ____s!

Jesus saves!


Blessings and Love!

Monday, April 13, 2009

April 13, 2009

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)



Emotionally, I like PBHO and really think he means well; recalling how my daddy always said, "The road to hell is paved with good intentions."

Intellectually, I don't think he's got a clue how to run the show.

Spiritually, I fear for America and everyone on the planet who depends upon America because it sounds more and more like rejoicing than reporting as he repeats that mantra uttered at his first prayer breakfast after inauguration, "This is no longer a Christian nation."



Wait until you see this picture of PBHO!



Rick Warren, uh, according to himself, is not a consultant for PBHO.

He's just a friend: "I'm a friend and I'm a prayer partner, but I'm not a consultant."

Uh, who do they pray...?


He went on, "I'm not a pundit...My role is to help people in their personal lives. I have helped a lot of leaders, both locally and globally, with issues about family and issues about personal stress...I think it's important for the public to see our leaders having faith...I have a lot of pastor friends of all different styles. You tell me the style you want and I'll tell you a good church in Washington, D.C."

Hello, Rob Bell!

Getting back to Velvet Elvis...


Our pastor for youth and more and more stuff all the time along with one of my favorite covenant brothers are from Iowa.

Both of them, independent from each other, have said to me, "It's windy in Iowa because Nebraska sucks and Illinois blows."


But, uh, hawkeyes, what's up with the same-sex marriage stuff to the left of Illinois but not right of Nebraska?

And, just asking, if it's O.K. for two guys and two gals to, uh, hook up, why not, uh, two gals and one guy or one gal and two guys or the Mormon equivalent or...?

Maybe Kopper can marry me?

I don't know.

I would have expected this from Vermont.

Be that as it is, doesn't this, uh, open the, uh, back door to, uh, just about, uh, any marital arrangement?



A pastor in Ohio wrote to me about an hour before his Maundy Thursday service: "I spent the better part of my emotional energy today with angry people - angry with me or others - wanting me to encourage and to justify their anger - to bless it with holy righteousness..."

He went on, "Then I read Mark's account of Jesus' final hours - hours filled with angry people. Only one person showed compassion - anointing Him with oil in love - yet she was rebuked by those closest to Jesus. Pilate was not angry, just indifferent. He blessed their anger and handed over Jesus to them."

Getting too close for comfort, he went on, "The anger and betrayal in the Name of our Savior still thrives among us - the irony. Holy Week is filled with unholy anger. We don't get it. He does. Though wounded by our rejection, He stayed the course of love, accepted the kiss of Judas, remained mute in front of Pilate, and compliant through the crucifixion."

He concluded, "Then with holy love - merciful grace - He calls those who betrayed Him - He blessed them - He sent them - yet we still embrace unholy anger. We don't get it. He did. He does. He will. That's Easter. Thanks be to God."




That Holy Week pastor told me to see Gran Torino.



It is vulgar, violent, and repulsive; until the end when it all comes together and you realize it is a perfect mirror of today's culture with only one perfect solution for its total depravity.

It's rated "R" because of bad language and violence; though the language isn't as bad as what I hear in elementary school cafeterias or as violent as some of the video games that parents put in their kids' Easter baskets.

Actually, I learned more about loving Jesus by loving like Jesus in Gran Torino than just about anything else in recent memory.

My buddy has recommended two movies in the last few months that are, uh, challenging/changing/amending/expanding/enlightening my understanding of living in, through, and for Jesus: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (scroll way down) that taught me to live before it's too late and Gran Torino that taught me that there's really only one faithful way to live.

I won't spoil the revelation for you.

You gotta see it to, uh, believe it.



Blessings and Love!

If you don't go to you're gonna miss...

Monday, April 6, 2009

April 6, 2009

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)


Holy Week Special Edition


I know it's Holy Week.

I have meetings, services, emergency counseling appointments, people freaking out about who's doin' what and when, shut-ins who are never home because they're getting their hair done or at the mall who expect the sacrament delivered to their doorsteps, and so many other baskets to fill every day and night this week on top of the regularly scheduled meetings, services, emergency counseling appointments, people freaking out about who's doin' what and when, shut-ins who are never home because they're getting their hair done or at the mall who expect the sacrament delivered to their doorsteps, and so many other...

Maybe holy has been replaced by hectic or...

Well, the C&Eers will show up on Sunday for their semi-annual pilgrimage to the holy land and church ladies are gonna be nervous about me not chastening/insulting their infidelities lest I offend them about offending Him.

Yeah, we've got our priorities in order.

Maybe I can squeeze in a personal prayer or two while...



What do the following have in common?

PBHO: "This is no longer a Christian nation."

Seattle Episcopal priest Ann Holmes Redding was kinda defrocked by Bishop Geralyn Wolf because she wants to be a Christian and Muslim at the same time. The bishop found the double-minded priestess to be "a woman of utmost integrity and their conversations over the past two years have been open, honest and respectful." Redding is, uh, unrepentant; shedding tears over her former franchise's "narrow vision" of Christianity: "I'm sad at the loss of this cherished honor of having served as a priest...Just because I became a Muslim is not an automatic abandonment of Christianity."

Notre Dame can't catch a break these days. Their football team stinks and now their theology/ecclesiology is being skewered. PBHO has been invited to be this year's commencement speaker for the, uh, fighting Irish. Cardinal Francis George - a really big shot for RCers - said the invitation is an embarrassment to RCers because PBHO is among the most radical abortionists of history who even frightens lots of pro-choicers because of his commitment to late term abortions and even infanticide. The way left is outraged: "To imply that PBHO should not be invited to speak at ND because he disagrees with the church on two specific issues promotes a very narrow view of what constitutes morality" (William M. Daley).

Now go back to PBHO's quote - among his first utterances after inauguration at a, get this, uh, prayer breakfast.

Was he reporting or rejoicing when he said that?

Actually, as a mainliner, I don't see the problem.

Mainline clergy don't have to believe in Jesus or Biblical authority to get jobs in their franchises.

It's all really rather, uh, common.



I thought about that because I'm constantly scolded by a local hospital for leaving Christian literature and tracts on, uh, literature tables that sport a lot of stuff that's antithetical to Christianity; but that's O.K. because it's O.K. to be anything but Christian in America these days which makes me wonder if PBHO was reporting or rejoicing.

Well, that same hospital is setting up an annex near me; and they've invited local clergy to volunteer as chaplains.

Two problems pour moi: (1) These are the same guys who pick on me for leaving Christian literature around to encourage folks and now they want me to do for free what they get paid to do at headquarters; and (2) I'm in their hospital and the others almost every day anyway which means I don't have to schedule a few hours a week to do for free what they get paid to do.


Then I get a call from a local restaurateur who's ticked off about me leaving this card in his greasy spoon:

Would you like to hear some good news for bad times?

You're invited
hear and experience
the best news
April 12, 2009!!!

Our Family of Faith
hear and experience
the best news
7:30, 8:30, or 10:30 a.m

Our address is listed under that.

Actually, I sent that invitation as an e-mail to our family of faith with this P.S.: "Unlike some e-mails that suggest you will go to hell if you don't forward them to ten friends who really need a picture of Jesus' face in some Arabian desert that takes an hour to download on your computer, why not forward this to some friends for the heaven of it?"

Be that as it was/is, somebody from the restaurant called our prayer line and complained about me/us leaving Christian literature and tracts on his, uh, literature table; and, get this, this restaurant sports some of the same literature that's antithetical to Christianity as the hospital.


I'm starting to think there's some kinda conspiracy going on.

Now go back to the third section of this KD for what they've all got in, uh, common.


Do you think they're/we're still not crucifying Him?

I'm still gonna drop off Christian literature and tracts; because I don't really care what they think of me as long as people are being pointed to Him.

It's #1 of Fifteen Secrets for Life and Ministry which you can order from Kathie from this website: "Remembering you're going to live a lot longer with Jesus than anybody else makes establishing life's priorities a no-brainer."



Scrolling down to the last edition of KD (4/3/09), I recommended Rob Bell's Velvet Elvis: Repainting the Christian Faith, which you can order through us by checking out the right column, with considerable caution.

I think it sparks conversation.

Well, it recently enflamed a few folks.

From a theologian in Florida: "Rob Bell, Mark Driscoll, and Brian McLaren are part of the 'emergent church' that is so 'seeker sensitive' that it makes no demands on anyone...Their 'new way of doing church' strengthens the left at the expense of core Christian beliefs...It draws upon yoga, crystals, and other katundu to undermine orthodox faith...The emergent church is not interested in - and is openly hostile to - doctrine...They are trying to re-invent and re-imagine Christianity by taking one's eyes off the cross and focusing on experience...awfully new age and often gnostic...You don't hear anything from them about doctrine, hell, sin, repentance, and the like...Absolutes are wrong to them...They are postmodern to the max!...They claim the church must conform to the culture...Their teachings are unsound, unBiblical, and alarming...Please tell your saints to listen and watch with discernment."

From a lawyer in Kansas: "I read Velvet Elvis at the urging of a friend who loved it...I don't think he really knows where he stands because he is so caught up in his perceived ambiguities in Scripture and is trying so hard to speak the language of the post-moderns. Even the publisher's format cries out, 'There is no one way! Reject tradition!'...Bell's book begs the question of whether he has moved along the continuum of linguistic challenge and relevancy to theological challenge and relevancy...Finally, one of my son's friends who was weak in his faith read the book and thereafter renounced his Christian faith. A little one led astray for whom Bell will someday have to answer."


I feel much better about dropping off literature in that hospital and restaurant and everywhere else to point people to Jesus as attested in Holy Scripture.

BTW, I urged the chaplains and restaurant owner to read Matthew 13.



Dr. Dean Harvey has been the, uh, dean for many pastors in Northern Illinois for many years.

He just kinda retired to California.

I've got a disk which you can get by calling (502) 227-1177 which is called The Broken Heart of God.

Here's how Dean describes the contents: "The most important thing I've learned about God in over 50 years of being a Christian."

Maybe Kathie will call and make it available through KD (check the right column before too long).


Dean's disk relates to what has become so, uh, common in our country's ecclesiastical/secular culture.

Yes, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between church and state these days.

Go back to the third section of this KD.


Getting back to Jesus, there's more evidence for His resurrection than PBHO being born in the USA: (1) The focus of Biblical Christians on the resurrection since A.D. 32; (2) Shift of the worship calendar from Saturday to Sunday because of the resurrection on Sunday; (3) 27 testimonies called the New Testament; (4) Transformation of the disciples from cowering cowards into bravehearted gospelers willing to face the tests of torture and martyrdom because of the resurrection; and (5) Jesus is alive to all who believe in Him: "You ask me how I know He lives? He lives within my heart!"



Blessings and Love!

Go to for new stuff!!!

Friday, April 3, 2009

April 3, 2009

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)



While I was eating really good pizza at Sabatini's in Exeter, Pennsylvania during spring break, some bytes between bites that provide inspiration/indigestion by bias were overheard.

Democrat: "Are there any Republicans who really care about the poor?"

Republican: "Are there any Democrats with traditional American values?"

Independent: "Democrats and Republicans goosestep to whoever's in charge of their parties."

Socialist: "I really like the way things are going in D.C. these days."

Moi: "This is why I never needed acid to trip out."



I saw Easy Rider at least a dozen times.

It's still one of my favorite soundtracks; though I lost it in the Agnes disaster of 1972 when the Susquehanna River flooded Wyoming Valley and swept away so much more than my LPs, eight tracks, and baseball cards.

Music aligns the heart.

For example, when I listen to Sarah Brightman, Grace Slick, Joni Mitchell, or Alanis Morissette, my mind wanders, uh, away from, uh, holiness.

Speaking of bytes/bites, temptations are bad things that taste good; which, of course, is why I still listen to 'em every now and then.

I don't pretend to be perfect.

I know I need a Savior.

Thank You, Jesus!

Anyway, I'll never forget Wyatt (Peter Fonda's "Captain America"), Billy (Dennis Hopper's hopped-up simpleton/heathen), and George Hanson (the alcoholic ACLU lawyer portrayed by Jack Nicholson in his first major film role); especially that scene linked above that continues to haunt me/us.

Wyatt became the archetype of the poet-biker in search of America's soul; and bikers have shadowed him ever since.

Billy was just a drugged-out-live-for-today-because-he-had-no-clue-about-tomorrow kinda guy; and I see his reincarnations among more and more folks of all ages who are gasping for some heaven on earth as everything seems to be going to hell.

George was close but confused.

Some metaphors are timeless.


Speaking of recycled illustrations of total depravity, Webster has caught up with the culture again; changing the definition of marriage to include same sexers: "1 a (1): the state of being united to a person of the opposite sex as husband or wife in a consensual and contractual relationship recognized by law; (2): the state of being united to a person of the same sex in a relationship like that of a traditional marriage..."

Mainliners are increasingly, uh, up for it; and most allow it or don't bother those into, uh, it.

Though Freud, Paul, and my dog Kopper know some things are extra-natural, I still remember the last great president of my seminary and the World Alliance of Reformed Churches who responded to my question about this/that kinda stuff back in 1979 when I returned to my alma mater to give some $: "Any damn fool can see the parts don't match up."

Though I really don't think our Lord loses sleep over guys and gals making out - though I hear there's a big market for videos of the latter among even the, uh, straightest of he-men - I can't get, uh, up for all of those rationalizations of evolved/devolved behaviors only enabled by redefining traditional values concomitant to God's intentions as revealed in Jesus and Holy Scripture.

It's true.

You've got to reimagine Jesus and Holy Scripture to come up with this stuff.

It must be acid or something really, uh, diabolical.



Staying with re-imaginings, redefinitions, and sloppy agape, my SBAC (sharing, bearing, accountability, caring) group just read Rob Bell's Velvet Elvis: Repainting the Christian Faith; and while Bell ain't no Moltmann, Rahner, or even Joel Osteen, he does manage to capture attention in a confusing kinda way.

While his theology resonates with the ozone layer of reality and provides assurance/comfort for folks with two feet planted firmly in the air, we concluded he's got a lot of important considerations/condemnations/challenges for today's mainliners/sideliners; for example, "All we care about is trying to live and teach the way of Jesus."

That's another way of echoing Kung: the agenda for today's church is "to discover what is permanent...originally meant before it was covered with the dust and debris of two thousand years...This is not another gospel, but the same ancient gospel rediscovered for today!"

He does say some strange things: "We must keep reforming the way the Christian faith is defined, lived, and explained."

It's never really clear whether he means substance or style.

But if you're in one of those churches that fear anything happening for the first time, this book will stretch you to the possibilities of the newer ways of the Holy Spirit to reach the culture with the gospel.

Kathie's gonna make it available to you on the right even if you're coming from the left or, uh, farther right.



I'm not afraid to discuss anything; and I only get mad when people are mean to other people in the process.

Like Bell, Kung, and others trying/praying to be faithful, all I care about is trying to figure out who He is for me right now before then; and I'm praising Him for erring on the side of grace over law.

That's why I don't lose sleep over people who hate me in a Christian kinda way.

I'm free, man.

I gospel; but if folks don't want to hear about the real Jesus of the New Testament as opposed to reimagined/redefined versions, they can, uh, go to...

That's their choice.

Even my wife understands that.

About seven years ago, a friend called her: "I'm concerned about your husband. He's upsetting a lot of folks in the denomination by saying the emperor is naked. He's got to be a little more politically sensitive to..."

My wife interrupted, "You've got to realize he doesn't care what you or me or anybody else thinks about what he says or writes. He only listens when people point out how he's wrong according to Jesus and the Bible. He doesn't waste his time with people who try to be political with Jesus."

My daddy taught a valuable lesson to me that has been a guiding principle for all of my relationships: "I don't take time to be with people who do not want to take time to be with me. I don't need to be with people who don't want me around. There are plenty of other people who want to spend time with me. If they don't like me, I can live with it and without them."

It's like the woman who left our family of faith not too long ago after I extolled her in so many ways and went out on the limb to support her despite some serious spiritual reservations.

She said, "If you'd like to know why I've left, I'll tell you."

I said, "No, I'd rather spend time with folks who want to grow together in, through, and for Jesus."

Unlike my wife, she didn't get it/me.

It's nice to be understood every now and then; of course, I really don't...

I care about the souls of people.

I care about people who say they love Jesus loving like Jesus.

I have all the time in my calendar for people who really want to pray/talk/debate about how to love Him by loving like Him.

That's why I spend so much time in the hospitals and local coffee houses; and, uh, so little time in mainline clergy meetings.

It's really rather simple for me/you: "Ecclesia reformata, semper reformanda secundum verbum Dei!!!"

The short version: Romans 12:1-2.



Getting back to confusion/lies, I still can't figure out the connection between PBHO's rhetoric and administration.

I think there's a big clue in the following pictures:

You gotta go to to see 'em!!!


Blessings and Love!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

April 1, 2009

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)



Before becoming PWJC and giving new meaning to a Lewinsky, Hillary's husband exposed himself as having more than a wooden nose or, uh, whatever: "Ha! Ha! Yeah, I smoked pot; but I didn't inhale."

Children of the 60s had a, uh, harder time discerning truth from half-truth from outright lie whenever he said anything else ever since; unlike PBHO who admitted when asked if he ever inhaled, "Well, that was the point."

That's why I like PBHO.

He may be running the country like he's still stoned, but he seems like a pretty forthright if totally over his head to lead the free world kinda guy.



Before KDers on the left, uh, freak out about bringing up Bubba again, they're gonna have to confess they can't stop talking about GWB as the cause of all that's gone wrong in America/planet/universe.

I like Bubba.

A close friend of mine who is a close friend of his revealed to me at the Holiday Inn near Washington, Pennsylvania about ten years ago, "President Clinton is the most brilliant man that I've ever met; and there's nothing going on that he doesn't know about and understand fully. He's also among the most kind and considerate people that I've ever met. Of course, he is a pathological liar and womanizer. Aside from that, he will go down in history as one of our greatest Presidents."

I like PBHO.

I just think he hasn't a clue how to be President; which, I guess, is O.K. considering his predecessor barely had one. Besides, anybody who picks JB for VP who is not from Scranton and has NP as third in line to occupy the Oval Office can't be that bright; however, it certainly has prompted intercessions for his health and safety.

Regardless, thin-skinners who can't handle criticism of the real America Idol should take a clue from a bumper sticker brought to my attention by my favorite graphics advertiser to the right: "I will give your President the same respect you gave mine."

Just think of the preceding sentence as a, uh, fairness doctrine.



Speaking of hallucinations, I never needed acid or peyote or stuff like that to hallucinate with my only struggle/discernment being if mine have been inspirations or indigestions.

I inhaled.

I gave it up because I was spending too much $ at Burger King, wrote a paper about Teilhard de Chardin while quoting Salvador Dali (Still got an A because my professor was stoned too!), and knew progressive addictives can kill addictive personalities.



Turning to PWJC's would-be-wife-wannabe-POTUS-Secretary/of/State, she just said, "Our insatiable demand for illegal drugs fuels the drug trade. Our inability to prevent weapons from being illegally smuggled across the border to arm those criminals causes the death of police officers, soldiers and civilians...I feel very strongly we have a co-responsibility."


Senator Joe Lieberman who would be POTUS if character counted and substance were more important to celebrity-obsessed Americans than style echoed SOSHC, "The danger here is clear and present. It threatens to get worse."

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Why not set up some real security on that border?


If the Dominican Republic can secure its border with Haiti...


Staying on the problem of drug addictions, it changes as you get older.

I know.

When I was a younger cleric, I would shy away from those tables of geezers during fellowship hours because all they want to talk about is this ailment and that ailment and their prescriptions and next...

Now I sit down and join in.

So I'm interested in this new pill: a single daily tablet combining aspirin, cholesterol medicine, and blood pressure drugs.


Problem is we're gonna have to wait until the FDA gets around to approving it; which will probably take longer than figuring out how PBHO is gonna fix the auto industry.


Wait a minute.

I've got an idea.

I can just visit Mexico and get 'em; or go to the mall.



It's the truth.


Blessings and Love!

for Jesus, Ray Stevens, and Taxes!!!