Mark's Views, Perhaps — from behind my eyeballs
“The Mahdi is coming!”
Moderate Islam. Radical Islam. Militant Islam.
About the time you were getting confused and cynical about them all, along comes another term, complements of Joel C. Rosenberg
Remorse which does not lead to repentance becomes its fatal substitute. Read it all
Are the ones in orange pictured above among these now?
“I saw the souls of them that were beheaded for the witness of Jesus, and for the word of God” (Revelation 20:4).
I don’t know enough to pretend to know the eternal status of those 21 Eygptian Copts slaughtered on that beach. But I thought of the Revelation scene(s).
I also thought of this angle: Read it all
On this day, millions without natural affection (and millions of others) celebrate: enough Supreme Court “justices” figured out a woman can do what she wants with her body.
As a result of Roe v Wade, a girl or a woman in the United States may legally…
It’s her body, after all. Read it all
Night before last, as I looked for a certain old photo in one of our albums, I noticed this one:
Well, one thing has led to another for our youngest son Andy.
I don’t know how he does it… Read it all
Our daughter Michayla launched her own web site.
Here are the opening paragraphs of her first blog post on December 3:
Moments.
Life is made up of them. Some of them are exhilarating, others depressing. Quite a few of them are actually downright boring. There’s no way of knowing when one moment will end and when the next will begin or if a moment that began in joy will end in pain, and vice versa. But one thing is true about all of them: they are fleeting.
That’s part of the beauty of life. No moment lasts forever. They come and go, and though we cannot hold them, we know that more will follow, and who is to say that those will not be more lovely than the ones we cling to now? Through all the changeableness of life, through the moments we hold tightly and the ones we wish would end, there is one constant, and that is the One Who created us.
God’s goodness to His people never changes. His plan of redemption never changes. And His promise of life unending will never change either. Someday, if we cling tightly to His hand and follow Him through fire and bliss alike, we will find life that has no end. We will no longer see in moments but in eternity, and all that we called beautiful in this life will be as pale glass and fallen ash in comparison.
This life is just a dressing room for that one, and moment by moment, our chances to make this life something worthwhile are slipping away.
I don’t despise the moments of my life, but too often I treat them despicably.
As I commented on her blog… Read it all