I am nearly done with the Cronus Lux build I started almost three months ago. If you remember, I had started the build, then ended up in the hospital with pancreatitis, then recovered, then the temps skyrocketed here in SoCal along with a lot of other events. Fortunately the nice young lady who asked for it still wants it. It has been an interesting build and I have had to try a few new techniques out, but I think it has paid off! Enjoy a few shots, with more coming when the project is fully complete (hopefully by the end of the week)!
My father asked me a week or two ago about where I was in finding a new church. I informed him that I had given it some thought, but hadn’t gone out to investigate any of the local churches, but I have been reading my bible on my own and listening to some bible study podcasts.
Now, I didn’t tell him that I really have a feeling that I am not going to find a church that isn’t a)complementarian and b)compromised by feminist-lite Christians. This fact makes me feel like it would be a huge waste of time and effort, and possibly lead to unneeded conflict with people I don’t know.
Like a good father and Christian, however, he reminded me that I needed fellowship with other Christians in order to grow. That got me to wondering: Does attending a modern Western church really even count as ‘fellowship’?
One of the problems with women teaching scripture to other women (as opposed to sharing scripture) is that many women will find an exposition of scripture that makes her feel comfortable, though it may be wrong. This can put her at odds with her husband, whom she is made to believe she knows better than. Consequently this is more prevalent in women who have been Christian for a long time as opposed to women who are young Christians. One of the reasons is the ongoing concept pushed by Western churches that women are spiritually superior to men.
- Do you go to bible study every Wednesday while your husband sits at home and relaxes after a day at work?
- Do you have a strict bible reading schedule and rarely, if ever, miss your reading time while your husband is hit and miss?
- Do you read all the latest books on having a deeper relationship with Jesus?
- Do you ONLY listen to Christian music and avoid secular music?
- Do you attend no less than three women’s retreats a year while your husband hasn’t been to one in the last two years?
- Do you sing all the hymns and praise songs at the top of your lungs while your husband seemingly mumbles most tunes?
- Is your husband giving less than 10% of his income to the church and you have to constantly remind him that 10% is biblical?
Congratulations, you are more spiritually qualified than your husband to read and understand the Word of God! Well, at least in the eyes of the people inside the building you call church. God, on the other hand, thinks quite a bit differently:
Ah, the proverbial caveman. He of little whit and much muscle, who’s solution to life’s problem was to simply bash something with a club or a rock. Never wondering if he could achieve the greatness of becoming a lawyer, or how he was going to insure the dinosaur he rode to work every day, he just lived day in and day out, lifting heavy things, hunting for food so his family wouldn’t starve and probably having plenty of sex with his wife.
The stereotypical caveman has an number of prominent features, often including a large, sloping forehead, unkempt and matted hair on his head and hair on his chest that would even have made Robin Williams slink off in shame. Often speaking in grunts and crude words, we make fun of him as he tries to explain things to us “intelligent” peoples in often odd terms.
Most prominent about him, however, is his physique. A rugged life lived in a cave along with days full of lifting heavy things, hunting, gathering and fighting off things that want to kill him have made him a superior specimen of mankind. With very little in the way of machines to do his work for him (depending on which era your particular model comes from) the caveman was forced to lift, push and carry most everything on his own. All this manual labor has made the caveman a literal hulk of a man, which his wife happens to adore, along with several other cave-ladies, I’m sure.
So why the general hate of the caveman? Sure we are smarter than him, but he could kick the ass of most modern men with little effort, to be sure. Why is it when we exhibit opinions that aren’t of the “enlightened mainstream” men are referred to as “caveman” or “medieval”? I mean, don’t we “go medieval” on people when we plan on beating them relentlessly?
The Western world has a lack of cavemen in its midst and we suffer for it. Modern “girly-men” who wear skirts (not kilts) and pajama bottoms, who hate the idea of going into the outdoors and don’t have the first clue how to use the most basic of tools are anathema to the image of men everywhere, and science shows us that the testosterone level of modern Western men is in deep decline. It doesn’t matter what modern “enlightened” men tell you, testosterone (or just, T) makes a man a man! The more the better (to an extent of course, too much bodily production of anything can have negative effects).
Guys, want to run faster? Hit harder? Lift more? Be a caveman! The world around us has too many words what with talk shows, politicians, governments, news channels. Too much talk and not enough action!
Want to attract the ladies? Be a caveman! All the time if your dating, on and off if your married. The ladies LOVE the strong silent type! Don’t believe me? Just look at nearly every romance novel ever written! Who is the woman after? The silent spy who can hold his own against a group of enemy soldiers. The knight in dirty armor who doesn’t mince words, but can mince a bad guy with just a few swings of his mighty sword! The single-minded business man who is the terror of Wall Street because he knows what he wants, when he wants it and how he wants it, and he never backs down.
And, our loveable caveman, who shows his affection for his cave-lady by picking her up over his shoulder, carrying her off into a cave and making her feel like a woman.
Caveman, you call me? Hey, thanks! I don’t feel like a caveman, but I’m working hard to get there.
So the vacation bible school season around my part of town recently ended. If you go to any mainstream church then you know what I’m talking about because it happens every year. Churches everywhere invite kids, who have been languishing at home, bored, to come to the church and enjoy a week or so of bible school.
Now back in the day, when I was a much younger lad, I also attended VBS during the summer, but boy howdy was it a much different beast than it is now. In fact, I would say that back in my day VBS wasn’t a beast at all. I remember having to memorize bible verses, snack time, worship and some arts and crafts, but these are nothing compared to the monstrosity that VBS is now.
The post Final Fantasy Friday XXI has been updated. It now includes another video under the ‘Godbert Manderville’ section.
I know its no longer Friday, and these updates are being done due to my lack of planning and my first attempt at scheduling a post. Enjoy anyway.
The previous post Final Fantasy Friday XXI has been updated to include a video. A couple more may be added during the week.