Blake and Geoff at the post, Big Pornography, have me thinking about sex.  Since God gives to mankind [let me expand this to] the gifts of food, wine, and sex, I am wondering how many LDS truly think God partakes of these creaturely gifts He created.  If Christians are “partakers of the divine nature”, in reverse, does that mean that God the Father, God the Son, and God the Spirit will partake of food, wine, and sex for eternity?

Oh and for Geoff, I had to pull up for him this article, “Food, Wine, and Sex” from my archives back in 2005. 🙂 (more…)

Fundamentalists don’t even care.

Do you think they even give  a hoot for HBO?

(laughing)

Did you hear these songs today on the radio?!!

• I Need Thee Every Hour
• El-Shaddai
• All Creatures of Our God and King
• Holy, Holy, Holy
• How Great Thou Art
• Guide Me, Thou Great Jehovah
• Come Thou Fount

Incredible!

I need a better detailed program with links for each song.  I am telling you:  you have got to hear the theology packed in these hymns and songs.  And El-Shaddai?  Do LDS still believe in the traditional meaning behind this descriptive name of God?

I think I was the only non-LDS person in the Ammon West Stake Center, today, receiving training for Scouting Leadership.

I observed many friendly people during the three hours.  Hey, I would be friendly to all in our church building.

But our lingo is very different, even when we are only discussing Scouts.

Consider this:

The Cub Scout Program is inspired.

And listen to this one:

My Scout Goddesses – they know it all at the Scouting Office.

Of course, the lingo is always most peculiar to an outsider.  And leave it only to an outsider to even notice such things.

As the Chartered Organization Representative, I look forward to the conversations with other CORs in the Grand Teton Council.  Are not many of them Bishops’ Counselors?

Here is a prophetic message for your serious consideration and meditation.

I worship this infinitely unique, majestic Jehovah Most High over all gods.

This is the kind of prophetic message that I wish would come out of Temple Square to strengthen all the bishops.

I was at one of the local wards last night for roundtable training as a cubscout leader.

It was hard for me to concentrate on the training because I kept thinking of the poster with the sketch of the pretty, little girl up on the classroom wall.

Divine Nature

I have inherited divine qualities which I will strive to develop.

In the teaching of the children in our community, how am I suppose to interpret this?

In preparation for Easter . . .

I am the way to God: I did not come

To light a path, to blaze a trail, that you

May simply follow in my tracks, pursue

My shadow like a prize that’s cheaply won.

My life reveals the life of God, the sum

Of all he is and does.  So how can you,

The sons of night, look on me and construe

My way as just the road for you to run?

     My path takes in Gethsemane, the Cross,

     And stark rejection draped in agony.

     My way to God embraces utmost loss:

     Your way to God is not my way, but me.

Each other path is dismal swamp, or fraud.

I stand alone:  I am the way to God.

 

I am the truth of God:  I do not claim

I merely speak the truth, as though I were

A prophet (but no more), a channel, stirred

By Spirit power, of purely human frame.

Nor do I say that when I take his name

Upon my lips, my teaching cannot err

(Though that is true).  A mere interpreter

I’m not, some prophet-voice of special fame.

     In timeless reaches of eternity

     The Triune God decided that the Word,

     The self-expression of the Deity,

     Would put on flesh and blood—and thus be heard.

The claim to speak the truth good men applaud.

I claim much more: I am the truth of God.

 

I am the resurrection life.  It’s not

As though I merely bear life-giving drink,

A magic elixir which (men might think)

Is cheap because though lavish it’s not bought.

The price of life was fully paid: I fought

With death and black despair; for I’m the drink

Of life.  The resurrection morn’s the link

Between my death and endless life long sought.

     I am the firstborn from the dead; and by

     My triumph, I deal death to lusts and hates.

     My life I now extend to men, and ply

     Them with the draught that ever satiates.

Religion’s page with empty boasts is rife:

But I’m the resurrection and the life.

 

–          D. A. Carson

Tim tells us about the prophecy of David Wilkerson.

What does LDS Prophet Thomas S. Monson say about the American events to unfold?

First, my wife and I spent time last night discussing the front page headline article of USA Today.

Then I looked at this chart, today.

I am curious.  Anyone know?

 

“Stricken, Smitten, and Afflicted” (Words by Thomas Kelly, 1804; Music by Geistliches Volkslied, 1850.)

 

Stricken, smitten and afflicted

See Him dying on the tree!

‘Tis the Christ by man rejected;

Yes, my soul, ‘tis He, ‘tis He!

‘Tis the long expected prophet,

David’s Son, yet David’s Lord;

Proofs I see sufficient of it:

‘Tis a true and faithful Word.

 

Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning,

Was there ever grief like His?

Friends through fear His cause disowning,

Foes insulting his distress:

Many hands were raised to wound Him,

None would interpose to save;

But the deepest stroke that pierced Him

Was the stroke that Justice gave.

 

Ye who think of sin but lightly,

Nor suppose the evil great,

Here may view its nature rightly,

Here its guilt may estimate.

Mark the Sacrifice appointed?

See Who bears the awful load!

‘Tis the Word, the Lord’s Anointed,

Son of Man, and Son of God.

 

Here we have a firm foundation,

Here the refuge of the lost.

Christ the Rock of our salvation,

Christ the Name of which we boast. 

Lamb of God for sinners wounded!

Sacrifice to cancel guilt!

None shall ever be confounded

Who on Him their hope have built.