Pravda headlines carry shocking
statement from the Russian President: “I’ve had enough of the flies in Syria !” The usually stoic Russian President has reportedly
ordered immediate deployment of S-500 missiles to the roadside eateries of Aleppo to establish a much needed no-fly zone there . He also warned his generals of stern action if
batteries are not included like the last time. Meanwhile, considering the
global downturn in economy, the generals are reported to be in a deadlock over
which weapon would be more cost-effective in Syria – S-500 or Samsung 7? A decision is expected before winter. UN Secretary General refused comment saying, "I've a plane to catch."
Thursday, October 20, 2016
Monday, September 12, 2016
THE FINGER
by A Lump Of Clay
The human being is one of the
few creatures on this planet that is endowed (whether by an Intelligent
Designer or by mindless evolution) with an amazing contraption at the end of
the limb. No, I don’t mean the i-phone, silly. The prehensile HAND. For those
who are not overly fascinated by Darwinian evolution, “prehensile” translates
as “having the ability to grasp things”. This by no means implies that those
who are unable to grasp the immense wisdom in this piece of holiday drivel, are
in any way fallen behind in Darwinian development in the higher faculties. (We
can take it up slooooowly another day).
The hand consists of 1
unpigmented palm, on which are attached 5 flexible digits. Together they are
simply amazing in construction and utility. But as I observe the debris of life,
as it floats by my un-tinted window, each of the digits that occupy the palm of
the human hand are not without its own controversy. Since I am quite accustomed
to controversy, let me list them out.
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
HEATWAVE RANT
by a Lump of Clay
Pheeew! I don’t
know, but apparently it’s the equinox. What does that have to do with a country
sitting smack at the equator? Beats me. But I’m told the heat has gone up to
39*C in some parts of this equatorial paradise where I live. And is expected to
go even higher. (Probably in tandem with the local political temperature? I
don’t know. Not really into politics. Too hot to handle). I don’t know about the
*C, but I can tell you this. It has been blooming hot lately, that’s for sure.
The
authorities assure me they are desperately trying to do something about it. I’m
sure they are. After all they ARE the authorities, right?
Friday, March 18, 2016
OF ETHIOPIANS AND LEOPARDS
by Sam J Christopher
"Can
the Ethiopian change his skin, or the leopard his spots?" (Jer 13:23)
Well,
thousands of years have passed since these rhetorical words were uttered.
Today, both these "impossibilities" are actually possible, thanks to
quantum leaps in the field of genetics in the last hundred years, that remained
unavailable in the days of the prophet..
But be
that as it may, the point of that rhetoric must not be lost in the
ever-changing science-driven knowledge landscape.
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
AN OLD HYMN (as sung by some "christians" these days)
Sam J Christopher
My hope is built on my witness
Not
Jesus’ blood and righteousness;
I dare not trust His sweetest Name,
So also lean on my own name.
I dare not trust His sweetest Name,
So also lean on my own name.
Refrain:
On Christ, the part-time Rock, I stand;
All my own ground can help me stand.
All my own ground can help me stand.
On Christ, the part-time Rock, I stand;
All my own ground can help me stand.
All my own ground can help me stand.
When
darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on my own strength and faith;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within my sail.
I rest on my own strength and faith;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within my sail.
His
oath, His covenant, His blood
Is not enough in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
My self-effort will be my stay.
Is not enough in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
My self-effort will be my stay.
When
He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, in my strength may I be found;
Dressed in my righteousness alone,
My trumpet loud before the throne.
Oh, in my strength may I be found;
Dressed in my righteousness alone,
My trumpet loud before the throne.
Epilogue:
You see, I have been pondering on
some discussion relating to God's salvation plan. Some Christians hold that
God's salvation plan comes in 2 separate parts - where God does His part and
man does his part, in order for that salvation to be materialize effectively –
like a glue plus hardener. I don't subscribe to that.
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