We have our church annual meeting tonight.
The tradition is that everyone brings a pie. Most are store bought nowadays.
Mine is only half “store bought” – the pie shells are Tenderflake – the only lard based shell that certain of my family would approve of. The apples were just waiting in the fridge to be used. And the recipe comes from a friend’s mother’s cookbook!
Take a look!
I’m reading through the books of Isaiah and Jeremiah in the Old Testament. Both are quite literary – in other words, they seemed to know their way around words. Both are quite pointed – in other words, they don’t spare your feelings.
After a number of chapters, I began to wonder how well we would do with these well spoken blunt words.
I think we would feel bullied.
Putting the thoughts in a sentence or two, God says – “You are satisfied with who you think you are, but you are wrong. Get over it and get back to me.”
Now, I think we are in the midst of a bullying extravaganza. Our culture has rightly taken on the place of protector for those who are oppressed. Isaiah and Jeremiah would have agreed wholeheartedly.
Where Isaiah and Jeremiah disagreed was when the society decided to move away from principles and laws that were “under God.” And to call those principles and laws righteous and good. Reversing holiness – I guess that might be a apt description.
Isaiah and Jeremiah point out these discrepancies, and show the consequences of this action.
So, God becomes the bully!
How strange.
Has your life changed in this tech savvy world?
My guess is . . .
Oh yeah, I’ve got to check Google on that one! That’s where I can find a poll, or some research, or just an opinion that will give me the answer.
And while I’m at it, I’ll check out the pizza joint down the street. They have a mobile app and I can just order that pizza I’ve been craving.
To say nothing of sitting down and reading a book tonight. A quick flip over to Amazon and I can read the ebook or wait until tomorrow morning when overnight delivery pops it to my door.
And what about that electrical gadget I needed. I read the service manual online and I’m sure I can fix it by myself. They’ll have the part on the way this afternoon.
So, maybe Dominos isn’t so far off. Delivery by drone, anyone?
So this morning, I was reading the credits for an author of a book. His name is Warren Baker, the same as my brother. He was an editor to the Hebrew-Greek Key Word Studies Bibles.
My brother is an artist. Not a writer or linguist.
I love to set up appointments with our local medical clinic.
Not because I like to be sick or need medical attention. Rather, I love the expected response from the receptionist, who asks when I was born.
You see, I’m part of a cadre, a fellowship, a company of same-name human beings.
Just a few minutes down the road, in a community called Flaxcombe, another Ron Baker lives. His medical charts are also at the same clinic as mine.
Imagine his surprise if he were to arrive one day at the clinic and find out he had both of his knee joints replaced. And that he had GERD. And that he was over 60.
Imagine my surprise if I were to arrive and find out I was him!
When I applied for a website address for ronbaker.com, I found out there was another Ron Baker in the USA who is a car salesman – he owned the website.
In my younger days we received a call from the Royal Canadian Mounted Police looking for Ron Baker: a gadlfy, womanizer, cheater and generally no good person.
Ever wondered who you are?
Do a search of your name on the internet and find out who you are not!!