Sunday, November 11, 2007
The Nephilim and the Pyramid of the Apocalypse
No BigHugeThing but just fits my theme lately and it's kind of cool.
The Prince of Persia
Dan 9:1 In the first year of Darius the son of Ahasuerus, by descent a Mede, who was made king over the realm of the Chaldeans--
Dan 9:2 in the first year of his reign, I, Daniel, perceived in the books the number of years that, according to the word of the LORD to Jeremiah the prophet, must pass before the end of the desolations of Jerusalem, namely, seventy years.
Dan 9:3 Then I turned my face to the Lord God, seeking him by prayer and pleas for mercy with fasting and sackcloth and ashes.
Why were the Jews (God’s people) taken to Iraq?
Dan 9:5 we have sinned and done wrong and acted wickedly and rebelled, turning aside from your commandments and rules.
Dan 9:6 We have not listened to your servants the prophets, who spoke in your name to our kings, our princes, and our fathers, and to all the people of the land. (read on … very interesting)
Daniel was becoming vexed (freaked out lol) that despite his appeals nothing was happening.
Dan 10:2 In those days I, Daniel, was mourning for three weeks.
Dan 10:3 I ate no delicacies, no meat or wine entered my mouth, nor did I anoint myself at all, for the full three weeks.
Dan 10:4 On the twenty-fourth day of the first month, as I was standing on the bank of the great river (that is, the Tigris)
A very scary guy showed up with a message.
Dan 10:5 I lifted up my eyes and looked, and behold, a man clothed in linen, with a belt of fine gold from Uphaz around his waist.
Dan 10:6 His body was like beryl, his face like the appearance of lightning, his eyes like flaming torches, his arms and legs like the gleam of burnished bronze, and the sound of his words like the sound of a multitude.
Dan 10:7 And I, Daniel, alone saw the vision, for the men who were with me did not see the vision, but a great trembling fell upon them, and they fled to hide themselves.
Dan 10:8 So I was left alone and saw this great vision, and no strength was left in me. My radiant appearance was fearfully changed, and I retained no strength.
Dan 10:9 Then I heard the sound of his words, and as I heard the sound of his words, I fell on my face in deep sleep with my face to the ground.
Dan 10:10 And behold, a hand touched me and set me trembling on my hands and knees.
Dan 10:11 And he said to me, "O Daniel, man greatly loved, understand the words that I speak to you, and stand upright, for now I have been sent to you." And when he had spoken this word to me, I stood up trembling.
He (Gabriel) explained to Daniel why the delay in response to Daniel’s pleadings.
Dan 10:12 Then he said to me, "Fear not, Daniel, for from the first day that you set your heart to understand and humbled yourself before your God, your words have been heard, and I have come because of your words.
Dan 10:13 The prince of the kingdom of Persia withstood me twenty-one days, but Michael, one of the chief princes, came to help me, for I was left there with the kings of Persia,
The prince of the kingdom of Persia (Iran) is some kind of power over that area of the planet. I imagine he is still there. I wonder if there is some repeating significance to our day.
1. God’s people (used loosely) are being held captive in Babylon (Iraq).
2. We could talk about why the people are there but let’s not go there. Dan 9:5
3. Persia (Iran) is opposing the success. (earthly reflection of powers of the air)
4. Israel is being threatened.
For added interest:
5. Israel was threatened with fire (furnace) if they did not bow down and worship.
6. Ahmadinejad is threatening fire (nukes)
There are some interesting and provocative parallels if nothing else. Realization that the “prince of the kingdom of Persia” would still be up to no good did cast new light on the problems in that area of the world.
I came across this idea listening to an interview with David Flynn.
Maybe it's no BigHugeThing.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Breakfast

I am a breakfast person, which is problematic, because I am not a morning person. Continual conflicts arise when I order breakfast too late in restaurants and get turned away because they are no longer serving breakfast. Life is hard enough, I think, without getting turned down at restaurants. This could be the ultimate rejection. Complicating this whole breakfast thing is finding a good breakfast because I have to eat at greasy spoons. No one makes a good breakfast like a good greasy spoon and no one makes a bad breakfast like a bad greasy spoon.
I was out and about this morning before the breakfast lock out so today I decided to try the Downtown Diner. What a breath of fresh air, if that term can be used in greasy spoon environments. I swaggered in and confidently assembled the public and spotted news sections from around the diner. I ordered eggs over easy, sausage links, whole wheat toast, and coffee. The middle aged waitress talked me into hash browns and suggested I try onions on top. Feeling devilish and confident being out so early I bit on the onions, too.
Now this was a great breakfast, wonderfully flavorful, hash browns were perfectly golden brown and tender inside, three big fat sausage link, eggs perfect. Even better was the local color. The cook was a short stocky elderly woman with a good appetite. She wore a light pink and white top that could have doubled for pajamas later on, purple sweat pants, black tennis shoes, topped off with a green and brown camouflage baseball cap. You could watch her through the pass through window and her lack of dentures were not always noticeable. But every now and then the unusually short distance between her chin and nose gave it away. Now and then she made waddling forays from the kitchen and would shoot colorful verbal barbs at the customers or sometimes at no one in specific. The phrasing would have been lippy or smart mouthed in a younger person but was charming and welcoming and natural coming from its source.
Throwing caution to the wind I asked the waitress if they cut their breakfast service off at any specific time of day. She said, “Oh no honey, we serve breakfast all day long.” Life could not have been more perfect. I found my greasy spoon to serve me a great tasting breakfast any time I darn pleased and free entertainment to boot. Being called honey didn’t hurt either.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Illegal Aliens

I have been thinking lately about illegals and our attitude as Christians toward them. I mean they are here illegally and we as Christians certainly can't go along with anything illegal ... it just isn't right. Sure they are consuming resources, costing us money, and causing trouble but that is not the real problem for us benevolent Christians. They are here illegally and we just can't turn a blind eye to such glaring illegality.
I was reading in Malachi today and ran across the following:
Mal 3:5 And I will come near you to judgment. And I will be a swift witness against the sorcerers, and against the adulterers, and against false swearers, and against those who extort from the hired laborer's wages, and turning away the widow, and the orphan, the alien, and not fearing Me, says Jehovah of Hosts.
God seems to have a thing about how His people treat (and I assume feel and talk about) aliens. But this was written a long time ago and the Holy Spirit couldn't have known the struggle (not to mention high cost) a nice upstanding country like the USA would be having with illegal aliens. I mean all that stuff about turning the other cheek and such would certainly have been written differently if the Holy Spirit could have foreseen that people would have been entering the USA illegally. Feeding homeless and orphans and widows would certainly have been modified to "if they are in the country legally" if the Holy Spirit had been able to foresee the situation. I'm sure that is what He meant to say ... He just didn't have our troublesome situation in mind when He was doling out all those benevolent instruction. As a Christian country, one founded on His name and principals, we definitely need to draw a line in the sand on this illegal alien issue ... it's a matter of principal.
I'm feeling much better about our attitude now. I wonder in how many other areas of scriptural instruction the Holy Spirit lacked foresight into our modern day situation. I'm thinking plenty. I'll be busy for awhile adjusting my Bible to fit our more timely issues that God would not and could not have expected to happen.
Busy Bee/BigHugeThing,
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
How We Got Our Bible - 66/40 - K-House
Which Bible translation is the "best."
Corrie Ten Boom
It will work in the Tribulation (should we live that long) or in today's trials.