Saturday, December 31, 2011

Trib Updates


This is a weekly series that will include a brief summary of the latest articles that have been published on The Tribulation Times Herald-Exhorter.  Hopefully, this will encourage you to go check out some truly outstanding articles that have been published by a number of truly outstanding authors.  Moreover, I hope this will also encourage you to want to become a contributing member/author, as well.  The “Hear Ye!  Hear Ye!” site explanation near the top of the side-bar should answer many of your questions.  Yes, this series also included an “SOS! (Spam On Saturdays)”  segment before, but it just wasn’t working for me.  Therefore, that will be replaced by a republishing of one of the Trib articles.

[Merry Christmas!] is from The Rat Formerly Known As Lavender Darwin (TRFKALD), which will be explained later.


[John Waite – I (Ain’t) Missing You] shows that TRFKALD has the same kind of taste in music as Lavender did.

[Male Chauvinist Pigism?] is from me about a rather interesting color commentary during the Military Bowl.


[Lavender Darwin Killed…. and Regenerated?] offers explanation of what the deal is with TRFKALD.

[Prometheus Trailer and Questions of Origin] is something else from TRFKALD.


PART 1


PART 2

No, there is no questioning the depth of their devotion, but be assured that their faith is misguided.  For locking yourself away in a monastery might be necessary if our Heavenly Father really was all that hard to find, but He really isn’t.  For it is written: “I revealed myself to those who did not ask for me; I was found by those who did not seek me.  To a nation that did not call on my name, I said, ‘Here am I, here am I.’  All day long I have held out my hands to an obstinate people, who walk in ways not good, pursuing their own imaginations.”  [Isaiah 65:1-2 NIV]

It might also be necessary to lock yourself away in a monastery if we really were expected to purify ourselves of all wickedness in addition to accepting Christ Jesus our own personal Lord and Savior, but we are not.  For it is written: And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.  For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers and sisters.  And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified; those he justified, he also glorified.  What, then, shall we say in response to these things?  If God is for us, who can be against us?  He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?  Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen?  It is God who justifies.  Who then is the one who condemns?  No one.  Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us.  Who shall separate us from the love of Christ?  Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?  As it is written: “For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”  No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.  For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. [Romans 8:28-29 NIV]

Alas, far too many have been led to believe that it is “all good” after one truly accepts Christ Jesus as their own personal Lord and Savior, and it really is.  The key, however, is whether or not He has been truly accepted as our own personal Lord and Savior.  For at that very moment, a very close and personal relationship is established, which most certainly includes quite frequent (if not almost constant) communication between the saved and their Savior, and this doesn’t exist for far too many who sincerely believe that they are truly in Him.

No, it is not the same for all.  For it all depends upon what our Heavenly Father wants to accomplish in and through someone that determines when (and to what extent) He will allow and enable them to enter into His absolute Truth, and in some cases, the scales will not be lifted from their eyes until just before they take their very last breath in this world.

Nonetheless, being kept in the dark (so to speak) should be of great concern to all who have no idea what I have been given to say about this.  For this is what truly seeking His face, which is quite pleasing to our Heavenly Father, is all about [Hebrews 11:6].  Ah, but of what value is this to those who do not want to believe it?

P.S.: If you believe that I am the one who is woefully deceived, please do not hesitate to tell me so.  For it is most pleasing to our Heavenly Father to care about the Spiritual welfare of others.

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Friday, December 30, 2011

Sites To See


The SOLE purpose of this weekly series is to call attention to sites that I think many would find most interesting—in one way or another.  Just to be clear, inclusion in this series is not necessarily meant as a recommendation, and I have included sites that are rather disturbing to me.  The link below each image is to the site itself, and each image is linked to the particular post from which it was taken when applicable.  Please, go see for yourself.





 Link: [100th Lamb]


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 Link: [True.Origin]


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Thursday, December 29, 2011

Bob Seger vs. Metallica


 


Turn The Page
Bob Seger
On a long and lonesome highway
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engine
Moanin’ out its one note song
You can think about the woman
Or the girl you knew
The night before
But your thoughts will soon be wanderin’
The way they always do
When you're ridin’ sixteen hours
And there's nothin’ much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin’
You just wish the trip was through

See here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin’ the star again
There I go
Turn the page

Well you walk into a restaurant
All strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you
As you're shakin’ off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you
But you just want to explode
Most times you can't hear 'em talk
Other times you can
All the same old clichés
Is that a woman
Or a man
You always seem outnumbered
So you don't dare make a stand

Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin’ the star again
There I go
Turn the page

Out there in the spotlight
You're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy
You try to give away
As the sweat pours out your body
Like the music that you play
Later in the evenin’
As you lie awake in bed
With the echoes from the amplifiers
Ringin' in your head
You smoke the days last cigarette
Rememberin’ what she said

Ah here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin’ the star again
There I go
There I go

 


Turn The Page
Metallica
On a long and lonesome highway
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engine
Moanin’ out its one note song
You can think about the woman
Or the girl you knew
The night before
But your thoughts will soon be wanderin’
The way they always do
When you're ridin’ sixteen hours
And there's nothin’ much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin’
You just wish the trip was through

Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin’ the star again
There I go
Turn the page

So you walk into a restaurant
All strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you
As you're shakin’ off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you
But you just want to explode
Yeah most times
You can't hear 'em talk
Other times you can
All the same old clichés
Is it woman
Is it man
You always seem outnumbered
You don't dare make a stand
Make a stand

Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin’ the star again
There I go
Turn the page

Oh oh
Out there in the spotlight
You're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy
You try to give away
As the sweat pours out your body
Like the music that you play
Later in the evenin’
As you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers
Ringin' in your head
You smoke the days last cigarette
Rememberin’ what she said
What she said

Yeah here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin’ the star again
There I go
Turn the page
There I go
Turn that page
There I go
Whoa oh
There I go

Lyrics From: [A-Z Lyric Universe]

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Wednesday, December 28, 2011

WhiteHeart Wednesday


 



Speak Softly
WhiteHeart
Speak softly
Slowly
So gently
To my fragile heart
Come hold me
Tenderly
I feel like my world has come apart

Never thought that I would say this
But I just can’t be the strong man anymore
So hard to remember
A colder December
Now I’m knocking at Your door

Speak softly
Slowly
So gently
To my fragile heart
Come hold me
Tenderly
I feel like my world has come apart

The icy rain keeps beating down upon me
Sometimes I want to hide or run away
Instead I’ve come to You
‘Cause I knew You’d want me to
Still it’s hard for me to say

Speak softly
Slowly
So gently
To my fragile heart
Come hold me
Tenderly
I feel like my world has come apart
Oh won’t You speak

Feel like I’m breaking apart

Speak softly
Slowly
So gently
To my fragile heart
Oh won’t You call me
Tenderly
I feel like my world has come apart
Speak so softly
Oh won’t You speak gently now

Can You understand
I’m a broken man
Can You understand I got to
Find a way to begin again

Baby won’t you call to me
Baby won’t you call to me
Baby won’t you say to me
That you love me now
Just say it
Softly
I got a fragile heart
Oh I got a broken heart

And I don’t even know how to go on now
I don’t even know how to dream a dream now

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Tuesday, December 27, 2011

TFT: Bob Seger


Not every song that will be featured here will be what is generally considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world.  For some will be anguished cries from the pit of despair, and others will be quite obviously ferverent rants of rebellion.  Nonetheless, be assured that they will all be of our Heavenly Father (in one way or another) and I hope that you have been given ears to hear the message.


Still The Same
Bob Seger
You always won
Every time you placed a bet
You're still damn good
No one's gotten to you yet
Every time
They were sure they had you caught
You were quicker than they thought
You'd just turn your back and walk
You always said
The cards would never do you wrong
The trick you said
Was never play the game too long
A gambler's share
The only risk that you would take
The only loss you could forsake
The only bluff you couldn't fake

And you're still the same
I caught up with you yesterday
Still the same
Still the same
Moving game to game
No one standing in your way
Turning on the charm
Long enough to get you by
Still the same
Still the same
You're still the same
You still aim high

Still the same
Still the same

Still the same
Still the same

There you stood
Everybody watched you play
I just turned and walked away
I had nothing left to say

'Cause you're still the same
Still the same
Everything is still the same
You're still the same
Still the same
Everything is still the same
Moving game to game
Still the same
Everything is still the same
Some things never change
Still the same
Everything is still the same
Oh you're still the same
Still the same
Everything is still the same
Still the same
Still the same
Everything is still the same


Like A Rock
Bob Seger
Stood there boldly
Sweatin' in the sun
Felt like a million
Felt like number one
The height of summer
I'd never felt that strong
Like a rock

I was eighteen
Didn't have a care
Workin’ for peanuts
Not a dime to spare
But I was lean and
Solid everywhere
Like a rock

My hands were steady
My eyes were clear and bright
My walk had purpose
My steps were quick and light
And I held firmly
To what I felt was right
Like a rock

Like a rock
I was strong as I could be
Like a rock
Nothin' ever got to me
Like a rock
I was somethin’ to see
Like a rock

And I stood arrow straight
Unencumbered by the weight
Of all these hustlers and their schemes
I stood proud
I stood tall
High above it all
I still believed in my dreams

Twenty years now
Where'd they go
Twenty years
I don't know
I sit and I wonder sometimes
Where they've gone
And sometimes late at night
Oh when I'm bathed in the firelight
The moon comes callin' a ghostly white
And I recall
I recall

Like a rock
Standin' arrow straight
Like a rock
Chargin' from the gate
Like a rock
Carryin' the weight
Like a rock
Oh like a rock
The sun upon my skin
Like a rock
Hard against the wind
Like a rock
I see myself again
Like a rock
Oh like a rock

Oh oh

Lyrics From: [A-Z Lyrics Universe]

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