<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709</id><updated>2012-01-27T00:05:33.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reformed Charismatic Pope</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-9166828648801270911</id><published>2008-04-17T11:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:11:35.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Messed up</title><content type='html'>This has to be one of the most, um, there is naughty word for it, I have seen in a long time. No matter where you stand on the abortion debate, you have to seriously question what the heck this girl was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yaledailynews.com/articles/view/24513&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-9166828648801270911?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/9166828648801270911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=9166828648801270911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/9166828648801270911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/9166828648801270911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/04/messed-up.html' title='Messed up'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-9100503469203967914</id><published>2008-04-01T16:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T16:35:46.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Everyone</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, we will be starting a new work at Ohio State, focusing on Worldview development and outreach. Here is where you can keep track of what we are doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://osuworldview.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://osuworldview.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-9100503469203967914?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/9100503469203967914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=9100503469203967914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/9100503469203967914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/9100503469203967914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-everyone.html' title='Hey Everyone'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-4124135743056797581</id><published>2008-03-31T21:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:03:53.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pidgeon Forge: An illustration</title><content type='html'>Look, I'm not a culture snob. I appreciate all types of different culture that we have here in America from Americana to the hip, urban place where I live now. It's all interesting in its own way and shows the diversity that is one of our country's strengths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, this weekend, I gazed into one of its glaring warts: Pidgeon Forge, Tenn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in town to do a wedding for one of my best friends. The wedding was fantastic, good friends, old and new, bride was beautiful, groom, well, looked great, everyone cried. And the minister was, well, I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Pigeon Forge is, as my wife likes to say, craptacular. No, more than craptacular. Supersized craptacular. Horrible looking theaters. Horrible looking shops. All spread out over a four miles strip with no reason, no zoning or even worse in my mind, working with the natural beauty of the Smokey Mountains. It is a perfect picture of what happens when capatalism runs amuck. As I have said, I'm no socialist, but, Pigeon Forge left me wondering....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-4124135743056797581?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/4124135743056797581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=4124135743056797581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/4124135743056797581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/4124135743056797581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/03/pidgeon-forge-illustration.html' title='Pidgeon Forge: An illustration'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-338295632945558460</id><published>2008-03-21T18:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T18:14:32.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying Today</title><content type='html'>I went to a Good Friday service at an Anglican church. It was fantastic. But even more, the priest's sermon was one of the best I have heard on a Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all about dying and our need to die with Christ, to come to the Cross and be crucified with Him. We bring all our hopes, our dreams, our desires, our sins, everything, to the cross. That is why it's so hard to be Christian, because to be one, requires the death of everything, even good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, there are a lot of things dying right now in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Easter is coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-338295632945558460?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/338295632945558460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=338295632945558460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/338295632945558460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/338295632945558460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/03/dying-today.html' title='Dying Today'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-681097257948980021</id><published>2008-03-12T08:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T09:06:01.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Blog 1-The Beginning</title><content type='html'>I realize how pretentious and arty is that I'm blogging about the short film I'm making. But, I really don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started filming last night. It was after a delay because our first choice in locations didn't pan out. But, our director came through with a great location. Our Kate did such a great job. She had to fake being attacked by owls and rolling around in the snow. She really went all out. I was highly impressed. We got some great shots and this film is going to look great. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more random observations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed snow, fake blood, hay, dirt and sticks make great fake mice to drop through the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake blood tastes like watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our director knows what the heck he is doing. The lighting. Its all about the lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands on the top of my head make a great owl shadow. Although, that was the longest take of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake blood looks like the real thing. I just hope no one in Bexley gets too worked up this morning about blood in the snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-681097257948980021?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/681097257948980021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=681097257948980021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/681097257948980021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/681097257948980021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/03/film-blog-1-beginning.html' title='Film Blog 1-The Beginning'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-8493279152302711002</id><published>2008-03-08T16:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T10:08:13.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-8493279152302711002?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/8493279152302711002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=8493279152302711002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8493279152302711002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8493279152302711002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/03/angry.html' title=''/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-7922607774404806765</id><published>2008-02-25T10:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T11:03:56.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There will be Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/R8Lk8WFY28I/AAAAAAAAAC0/I1nGkYL48oI/s1600-h/there_will_be_blood_poster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/R8Lk8WFY28I/AAAAAAAAAC0/I1nGkYL48oI/s320/there_will_be_blood_poster2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170947047546215362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the Oscars last night, I was rooting for two movies, There will be Blood and No Country for Old Men. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Coen&lt;/span&gt; brothers had a huge night and I'm happy for them. They are one of my top three filmmakers of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, There will be Blood should have won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is simply one of the best I have ever seen. It has everything I want in a movie, good acting, writing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;and gorgeous filming. &lt;/span&gt; And more than that, it had a meaty message that I still think about, the relationships of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unrestrained&lt;/span&gt; capitalism and religion. When I buy the movie, I'm going to have some more thoughts on this. The reason is, I need to watch it again to really process it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I believe Christians in America should watch this movie and process the tough questions it asks. Does American Christianity look to much like our culture of greed? Have they become the same in their approach? If so, won't that sort of idolatry eventually destroy the protestant church in America?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have answers to that. It's not that I'm against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;capatilism&lt;/span&gt; either. I'm not a socialist. What I am asking is has the church lost it's prophetic role, meaning, it's ability to critique the current social norms according to God's word? I know I'm rambling now, but I have been in turmoil about some of this stuff lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-7922607774404806765?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/7922607774404806765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=7922607774404806765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/7922607774404806765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/7922607774404806765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/02/there-will-be-blood.html' title='There will be Blood'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/R8Lk8WFY28I/AAAAAAAAAC0/I1nGkYL48oI/s72-c/there_will_be_blood_poster2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-7622441247584398193</id><published>2008-02-20T18:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:32:24.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Summer of the Geek</title><content type='html'>The Dark Knight&lt;br /&gt;The Happening (The new M. Night Shamaylan film)&lt;br /&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;br /&gt;The Hulk&lt;br /&gt;Ironman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the legend returns:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="327" id="uvp_fop"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://l.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=6441610&amp;amp;rd=eyc-off&amp;amp;ympsc=&amp;amp;postpanelEnable=1&amp;amp;prepanelEnable=1&amp;amp;infopanelEnable=1&amp;amp;carouselEnable=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height="327" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://l.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=6441610&amp;amp;rd=eyc-off&amp;amp;ympsc=&amp;amp;prepanelEnable=1&amp;amp;infopanelEnable=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-7622441247584398193?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/7622441247584398193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=7622441247584398193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/7622441247584398193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/7622441247584398193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/02/summer-of-geek.html' title='The Summer of the Geek'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-7703651000497204197</id><published>2008-02-12T11:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T12:10:20.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Broken Leader</title><content type='html'>We just installed elders at our church. This process had  made me think about what should we be leading our people to be? What do we lead them in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the most obvious answer is to lead them in Grace to Jesus. but what does that look like? The answer, for me, comes from Jesus in the Garden the night before He died. He keeps trying to lead the disciples in prayer, to pray for him. And, finally, in a sickening plea those lazy bumps should have listened to, Jesus says, "My soul is sorrowful, even to death."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a plea of vulnerablity. That is a plea of desperate neediness, of sorrow, of pain, of doubt, of need. Desperate need. Jesus knew what he faced in the next twenty four hours. And more, he was even teaching his disciples right there, how to lead the church. Leading their people by showing their desperate need for God and for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, in our culture, we don't think of leadership in terms of that sort of vulnerability. I certainly don't. We are attracted to strong leaders, people who seem confident, strong, stable, in charge. Can you imagine if one of the presidential canidates stood up and said, "My soul is sorrowful, even to death?" He would be chum in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I think the church has walked down that same path. We follow the strong, the confident, the loudest voice, instead of looking for leaders like Jesus lead, the way of need, the way of brokeness and the way of the poor in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that my church follows that route in selecting its leaders. As long as we keep that in mind, I know God will bless the leadership in our church. The warning, of course, for all of us in leadership, is not to become that guy. That guy that is consumed with his position, to politic, to try and control, manage, dictate and manipulate to keep his status as the Man of God, revealing nothing about himself that might call his leadership into question. Of course, the church has made those sort of leaders, because we expect something other than biblical leadership out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church, your leaders are supposed to display their weakness. It is what the Savior himself did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-7703651000497204197?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/7703651000497204197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=7703651000497204197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/7703651000497204197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/7703651000497204197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/02/broken-leader.html' title='The Broken Leader'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-2724788552084855099</id><published>2008-01-28T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:27:07.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Monasticism</title><content type='html'>Of course, working in a cool, city church, I have heard about a new movement started by people my age or younger. It is called the new monasticism. Essentially, these people have decided to live among the poor, sharing their resources and try to live their lives with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I have great sympathy for their aims. The poor should be cared for in the church and their should be a greater concern for their needs. But, here is my question, what does that concern look like? How do we do it? And in what attitude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attitude is what concerns me the most. Sometimes, I think that my generation has, in our reaction to the legalism some of us were raised with (dont, drink, smoke, or chew, etc), we have found a new brand of legalism, taking care of the poor. That is, if you aren't doing it in radical ways, you really don't care about the poor, or really love them in the way that they need. Or as one of the leaders of this movement put it so boldly, "middle class america does not care enough about poor people." To me, this essentially it means, "you are not a true follower of Jesus if you don't do things our way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the problem with all of this. It comes from a lack of understanding of how Jesus really ministered. Jesus reached out to EVERYONE, rich, poor, destitute, power, powerless. You don't believe me? Read the Gospels closely. Jesus did not pick and choose who he spoke to. He spoke with EVERYONE. And, a good cross section of people recieved his message. I mean, matthew was a tax collector, bascially the Ebeneezer Scrooges of their day. Paul continues that, speaking to high and low alike in his driven quest to preach the Gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And further, the new monasticism movement misunderstands the cultural context of the time when they fawn over the passages in Acts about the church holding everything in common. Well, one of the big reasons they did that is because if they didn't most of them would be starving. It was an act of mercy for those folks. We live in a different time and place, so we have to find ways the same principle can be applied to where we are now. I don't think new monasticism is the way for this reason: Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt never motivated anyone. Grace does. Grace is always more powerful. And, in that, our movtivation is to change fellow sinners, no matter what class of society.&lt;br /&gt;The new monasticism guild may look more like Jesus, but in the end, it isn't and therefore, it will not last. Grace comes to the rich and the poor whether we like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I get and have gotten frustrated with the middle class attitudes at times. I have spoken out against them and made snide remarks about them, trying to motivate them. Guess what? Did not work in the least. No one was changed, even though some of them marginally tried to do better. That didn't last either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what Jesus did ask for. He asked for us to be poor in spirit, bankrupt is the force of the word. Recognizing our mutual desperate need for Grace. And then, having that Grace transform us so that we will love our neighbor, whether that is poor or rich, powerful or weak.   Our work is to take care of them the way Jesus would have, loving them, being in their lives, ministering to those around us. In our quest to save the world, we lose it, because we totally ignore the horrible suffering going on in the people in our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I sound like I am being harsh against the movement. I hope it does not come off that way. There is much about this new movement that is good, a good prophetic voice to a complacent church. But, even the prophetic voice speaks with Grace. I hope the movement learns that, as I am learning it my own life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-2724788552084855099?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/2724788552084855099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=2724788552084855099' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/2724788552084855099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/2724788552084855099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-monasticism.html' title='The New Monasticism'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-5429604095226566915</id><published>2008-01-15T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T12:52:29.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Writing</title><content type='html'>I just recently watched a documentary on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JK&lt;/span&gt; Rowling. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Basically&lt;/span&gt;, a camera crew followed her for a year as she finished the Deathly Hallows. It was great to see her reflect on her life and writing. And, seeing this made me do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was a kid, I have loved stories, being involved in one (either reading or watching), or making them up myself. In my inner heart, that is what I loved doing the most. There are times where I feel like I have clouded that desire because I thought I needed something more important to do, IE, something big and important, especially in light of the calling of God. That mistaken belief led me to think the military was God's calling (don't ask, long story) and attended Virginia Military Institute. That was very obviously not me. I was there a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to college, majored in history because i liked it, and had no earthly idea what to do. I still loved to tell stories and write, so I minored in English. I took  a creative writing class and it nearly destroyed my desire to be a writer. The teacher was one of those overly arty people for whom poetry was a deadly serious thing. Then, as now, I had a playful, sarcastic streak. Most of the my poetry was pretty silly and she constantly called me out in class. My thought was, If that is what a writer is, I really don't want any part of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, something else &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; in college. A little picture began to appear of a boy and a dwarf named Archibald. I remember it started in my sophomore year in college.  That little image kept my foot into writing in  the next twelve years. Now, Archibald is no longer a dwarf, and the boy is almost a man. And the story is River of Fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And over that next twelve years, I have been looking for what I am made to do. What makes me feel like the Chariot of Fire guy, who said that when he runs, he feels God's pleasure.  I have realized lately that for me, that is writing. There are three things on earth that make me that sense of completeness. One and two have to do with my wife and kids. The other is writing. When I am able to sit down, and write something, whatever it is, I feel God's pleasure. As if saying, yes, my son, that is what I made you to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that has happend even more as I have worked on the script with my two buds. I have loved it. It has already been so much fun already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know He has made me to do other things as well. I am a decent minister, not a great one. I love being with people, telling them about God's grace and seeing that in their lives. I love that because people know the Jesus I serve through what I say. And, that is really enough for me in my calling as a minister. As long as one person came to know Jesus in a way they did not know Him before through my ministry, everything, from seminary to my failed attempts to be a head pastor, it will have been enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in my calling as a writer? God alone knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-5429604095226566915?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/5429604095226566915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=5429604095226566915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/5429604095226566915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/5429604095226566915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-writing.html' title='On Writing'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-2344816233069318273</id><published>2008-01-11T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T22:05:22.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know I promised a last entry on Pullman. I will get to it, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, first, couldn't contain my excitement. Me and two of my friends from Grace Central are about to do a short film. Script is written and we are going to start selecting actors, scouting locations, etc. Not going to give away the plot, but there are owls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new venture is called, "Broken Signpost Films".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if it will go anywhere or be a huge deal. But who cares? I am doing a short film!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-2344816233069318273?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/2344816233069318273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=2344816233069318273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/2344816233069318273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/2344816233069318273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/01/excited.html' title='Excited'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-5522043100833649749</id><published>2008-01-06T14:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:32:55.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pullman's Fall and Redemption</title><content type='html'>Pullman’s Fall and Redemption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Pullman’s view of the Fall and Redemption is where he really draws close to Gnostic myth. There are quite a few Gnostic texts that describe their view of the fall and redemption, we see a story that is very similar to Pullman’s story. The Serpent is actually the aeaon Sophia, who tempts Adam and Eve to rebel against the Demiurge who created the world. Of course, Pullman’s Authority is described as not creating the world. But, the female tempter comes in the role of Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Here is the confusion for me and where Pullman’s view of Christianity falls apart completely. Mary, a lapsed nun, is supposed to tempt the children to do something (and to be truthful, I could not figure out what she was tempting them to, sex? What? Pullman never makes it clear).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She receives these instructions from angels and then she has a long, rambling conversation with the children on why she has lost her faith. Apparently, she lost her faith because she tasted some great food and got horny. Even more, I guess she thought those things were incompatible with being a Christian, although we are never told why. The way it is written, we are supposed to believe that Christians everywhere believe the material world is bad, sensuality is bad (sexual and nonsexual sense in mind here), but once we taste all of that, we lose our faith. At least, that is what Pullman says Christians and the church and god teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So, in his view, the “Fall” was listening to these people. And to get back to redemption, we need to all love food and sex again over the idea of God. Now, I realize I am overstating things to be funny, but I am really not far off Pullman’s point of view in these books. Even more, knowledge will be the agent of salvation, tasting, touching, and all of that will save us from the idea of God, because God and Christians are against all of these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This would be all fine and good if such a thing were true. The problem is, it is all a complete and utter misunderstanding of the Christianity as it is presented in the Bible, and the first three chapters of Genesis. Christians have  never, at least on paper been against the material world. It is quite true that there have been many people in the church who display a neurotic weirdness about it, but hey, we are people and we are all neurotic about something. However, Christianity has always loved food, love sex, love the material world and we get it all from the one who created us. Just read the first two chapters and see how much God declares what He has created. If the God of the bible were the god that Pullman is putting forward, I would rebel too. But He isn’t so I am not worried about it. Pullman seems intent on confusing what Christians have gotten wrong about the god of the bible.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    But even more critically, especially in the area of redemption, Pullman’s god seems to have no interest in redeeming people, rather, all He wants is for people to follow the rules. But the real God the Bible talks about, entered the world as a human and sacrificed Himself to Himself. Grace is forgotten in Pullman’s stories. The incarnation is forgotten, which is odd, as it is the ultimate confirmation God loves the material world, and made it holy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The next post will be about Pullman’s moralism. It is an interesting question that will shed light more on what Christians mean when they deny the flesh versus what Pullman means.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-5522043100833649749?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/5522043100833649749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=5522043100833649749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/5522043100833649749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/5522043100833649749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/01/pullmans-fall-and-redemption.html' title='Pullman&apos;s Fall and Redemption'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-7303946397752244043</id><published>2008-01-04T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T17:36:18.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>His Dark Materials: The Worldview</title><content type='html'>Pullman has stated his own personal worldview ranges from atheism to agnosticism. However, the worldview in his books are an interesting mix of Gnosticism, Atheism, scientific materialism, and a dash of moralism. I know that last one is controversial, but I will explain more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start, I will discuss Pullman’s worldview in the books based on a creation, fall, and redemption structure. My reasons for doing this are many. First, his stated intention with the books is to present an inverted Paradise Lost, the poem by John Milton, which of course presents the creation, fall, and redemption story of Christianity. Now one might argue how orthodox Milton actually is, but that is discussion outside this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, the creation fall redemption structure is very good for helping someone understand a particular worldview. Every view of the world has them. For example, for a scientific materialist, they believe the world started with the Big Band, the fall is essentially human ignorance, so therefore science and education can fix what’s wrong with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creation: Why the worlds are here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Pullman’s cosmology in the series can really be described as a brand of Gnosticism. Gnosticism was a Christian heresy that took elements of Greek philosophy and mixed it with Christian theology. There were many different Gnostic groups, so it is difficult to pin down their exact beliefs. But, essentially, Gnosticism believed that a lesser god or angel created the world and claimed God status. The serpent in the garden was actually an agent of the real God who is ultimately unknowable, withdrawn from the world. When he was tempting Adam and Eve, he was actually doing a good thing. And even further, there is a weird and strange mix of what were termed “aeons” between us and the real god. The only way to liberate onself was through secret knowledge. Pullman agrees with key points of that worldview, especially the search for secret knowledge as a way of liberation. Even more, secret knowledge that comes from yourself. In fact, that is the point of Pullman's way of discovering truth. Whatever you make it to be, what's inside you.&lt;br /&gt;    However, to be fair, Pullman disagrees with certain aspects of Gnosticism in key points. He obviously does not  have a hatred of the material world, as there are many instances in the book of people being love with their bodies and their worlds. This is especially true in the chapters that take place in the realm of the dead.&lt;br /&gt;    The other key disagreement he has would be in the nature of God. Pullman’s “Authority” which is in fact not God, but the “first angel” is the one who holds the world in slavery. And we find out, he doesn’t really hold the world in slavery either, its more the character Metatron and the church as His agent. Sound confusing? That’s because it is. To add more to my confusion, there is a hinted mystery behind all the worlds. Here is a quote from the book that describes it:&lt;br /&gt;“It shocked us to learn the Authority is not the creator. There may have been a creator or there may not; we don’t know.”&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    That pretty much sums up the cosmology of Pullman’s universe. It is confused, random and hard to identify. He obviously desperately wants to create an atheistic fantasy, but he can’t do it. He has to leave room for mystery no matter how hard he wishes not to do so. The dust is mysterious. The Aleithometer is mysterious. They kill god in the story, but there is still mystery all over the place. Pullman tries to wrap it up at the end, to help us avoid the mysterious world he has just led us through.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, essentially, Pullman is trying to kill the Christian idea of God, but not the concept of God. In fact, he cannot get away from it, no matter how hard he tries in the book to do so. In fact, he admits as much in some of the interviews I read of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more, his perception of the Christian idea of God has many distortions, and strawmen that I do not recognize the god he thinks is described by Christianity. Rather, he describes a god of paganism, constantly wrathful, with no pity whatsoever, to living or dead alike. And more, he attributes the hatred of the natural world to god and the church. In doing so, he entirely ignores the first two chapters of Genesis. He leaves out a huge part of the Christian story. The god of Pullman is a horrible angel, but even in the end, he ends up as some sort of pitable figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all very confusing. I struggled hard to pull the worldview in regards to god and creation in the series, but it was hard. Pullman is all over the place and it is difficult to pull in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next installment will be on Pullman’s view of the Fall and of Sin. It is really one of the most important points, because it shows that Pullman seems to know very little of what he is trying to tear down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-7303946397752244043?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/7303946397752244043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=7303946397752244043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/7303946397752244043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/7303946397752244043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/01/his-dark-materials-worldview.html' title='His Dark Materials: The Worldview'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-8823080430419354574</id><published>2008-01-03T10:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T11:35:30.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sifting Through His Dark Materials, Part Two</title><content type='html'>The Negative:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard for me to write about the negative aspects of these stories. I am quite sure that people will accuse me of looking for the negative because I disagree with Pullman's worldview. I am sure, there are elements of that in my understanding of his stories. But, I have to say, I really wanted these books to be good. I was rooting for it to change my mind about them as i read them. A case in point for me was when I read Harry Potter. I was highly skeptical when I read the first book. And now, all seven sit on my shelf, having been paid the ultimate compliment by me with food stains and finger prints on the book pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my critiques about these books flow from my take that His Dark Materials has to be one of the grim fantasy series I have ever read.   What I mean is, there is very little humor in the books. To compare, in Harry Potter, even in the dark moments of the book, there is a humor there that just makes you laugh every time. When reading His Dark Materials, I didnt laugh once and in fact, I dreaded to pick up the books. I think this comes from the fact Pullman seems to take himself entirely too seriously. Nearly every interview I have read (and I have read a lot of them) there is very little humor in his response to questions. I hope I am not representing him in the wrong light, but those are my impressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am not saying Pullman has to be like Rowling, but there were times were I was asking myself, "holy crap, can this book get any grimer?" And, it isn't just the fact that there are dark and dangerous times. Any good book should have them. But, when there is hardly any laughter or joy in a book, you have to wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that grimness and seriousness flows out into the book, especially in the writing style. The writing is overwrought in many places, and focused on telling, rather than showing. There were parts in the book I grew highly annoyed, because Pullman kept telling me how I should feel about someone or a situation, rather than showing me. I think this is especially true of the whole authority and church business. Okay, in the first book, we got the church cutting off the souls of children. Pretty bad, but then Pullman just leaves that, and seems to expect that horrible experiment to drive our emotions for the rest of the trilogy. It didn't for me, because he never showed how bad the whole church or the god figure could be in other areas. Rather, we are told this. But really, all I could see was that a rebel angel and a rogue element in the church were reponsible for all of this.  We don't get a sense of the evil, the danger, the pressing need to war on this supposed god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even more, the characters on the good side were poorly drawn. There is no one I wanted to root for  at all. We are supposed to feel that for Lyra and Will, but I couldn't. They gave me no reason to want to, or rather, Pullman gives me no reason to want them to succeed. Will is the closest one who draws out our sympathy, but Lyra is a spoiled, pretentious brat. One of Pullman's stated intents with this book is to present a better girl to womanhood story than CS Lewis' take on Lucy and Susan. Granted, I have a disagreement with Lewis' treatment of Susan, but I don't think Pullman's Lyra is a good one either. She is supposedly strong, but falls apart, expecting Will to be her strength in key areas of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Hermoine Granger in Harry Potter is a great example of a strong, multifaceted girl/woman in kids literature. She is complex, varied, and strong. And more, she is real, you can identify with her. I can't identify with Lyra, I wanted to, but Pullman never pulls it off. I honestly just didn't care what happend to her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, you have Lord Asriel, who is leading this war on heaven. We are supposed to have sympathy with his aims, and goals. But the guy is a total jackass. I kept asking myself, okay so the authority is evil, but is Lord Asriel any better? Do we really want what he wants? The question would be, why? Seems like the people would be overthrowing one bad thing for another. I realize he dies, they want to establish the Republic of heaven, blah, blah, blah. Again, goes back to the confused picture of the evil in this book, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is my final word on the negative. There is so much promise in these books. Great potential, but I think Pullman fails in his story. I think he failed to bring everything together. And when great potential fails to bring about its promise, we are all left with the feeling of sadness. His books could have been one of the great fantasy stories, but he just never got there.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of cool stuff, but never brought to greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there is my reactions to the books as stories. Next up, will be my look at the worldview behind the books. That will come in the next few days, as it will take longer to get my thoughts together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-8823080430419354574?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/8823080430419354574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=8823080430419354574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8823080430419354574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8823080430419354574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/01/sifting-through-his-dark-materials-part_03.html' title='Sifting Through His Dark Materials, Part Two'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-6148075498351647680</id><published>2008-01-02T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T11:48:21.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sifting through His Dark Materials: Part One</title><content type='html'>Things I liked about the Books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start with the positives about what I like in these books. There are things I really loved about these books, especially with some of the new, imaginative things Pullman brings out in his world. Not just liked, but geeked out about, which is one of the highest compliments in my vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Spoilers ahead from now and until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; First, the daemon idea is very, very cool. If you have not read the books, a daemon is essentially a visual representation of a person’s soul, or inner most thoughts, depending on which term you prefer. These daemon’s (and incidently, the word, at its core meaning, DOES NOT mean demon in the original Greek. Rather, it means a spirit of some type) take the shape of animal, depending on what a person is feeling. That is, only the children’s take shape, not the adult’s which stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Such a cool idea. I want one. Mine would be bear, in case you were wondering. Or maybe I am kidding myself. Maybe it would be duckbilled platypus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I loved the armored bear Iorek. I mean, how cool can you get? An armored bear running around, crunching bad guys? What a great image. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    I loved how Pullman weaved in some quantum physics into his story line, especially with the possibilities of other worlds. I have been reading for osme time on my own about this subject (and only understood about a ¼ of it) that it was great to see it used in story form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The themes of bad authority is a good one for literature to explore. As some people have said, and I agree with, the Authority (the God figure in the story) is not the God I serve, so I would rebel against him too, as well as the bumbling fools that make up Pullman's version of the church. The only thing I think is that Pullman did not make them loathsome enough, but I will write more about that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Of course, all the themes of love, honor, giving yourself up for your friends is there, but not as evident as in Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things I loved in a short burst:&lt;br /&gt;the Texas Airman. The Alethiometer. Oxford. Dust. The subtle knife which can cut through worlds, a stand in for reason, I am guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Up: The Negatives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-6148075498351647680?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/6148075498351647680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=6148075498351647680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/6148075498351647680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/6148075498351647680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2008/01/sifting-through-his-dark-materials-part.html' title='Sifting through His Dark Materials: Part One'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-6904507033420998151</id><published>2007-12-31T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T10:56:39.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sifting through His Dark Materials: Intro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/R3kN1UW1cZI/AAAAAAAAACs/DU9cqymCfjc/s1600-h/200px-Philip_Pullman_2005-04-16.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/R3kN1UW1cZI/AAAAAAAAACs/DU9cqymCfjc/s320/200px-Philip_Pullman_2005-04-16.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150162858523586962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every since the movie began to weave its way into the media, people have been asking me what I think about the books. I had to confess that I had not actually read them, so I could not give an opinion. And I hate, HATE, giving an opinion I know nothing about or relying on people to tell me what my opinion should be. I have always wanted to read these books, so now was a good excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a weird position, because I approach these books as a person who has a multi-layered interest in them. They interest me because I love a good story, they interest me as someone who wants to be a writer, and they interest me as someone who is interested in the questions that Pullman attempts to answer in his book. And yes, there are questions he is trying to answer, it's not just a story. There really is no such thing. Any writer who is remotely self aware, will tell you they have intentions behind their stories, and the good ones hide it as much as possible so as to disguise their intent with a good story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is not the case the “His Dark Materials” series by Phillip Pullman. Or rather, that depends on which interview you read. In some interviews, he describes his work as just a story, meant to be read and enjoyed. Fine and good. In others, he states his intention is for this book to be the “Anti-Narnia” and to undermine Christianity. So, which one to believe? I have no idea, to be honest, I am still puzzling over those statements. I normally hate to know what an author’s point of view is before I read the story, but Pullman invites such speculation with his comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if he wanted his books to be read “just as stories to be enjoyed” he probably should have kept his mouth shut about his other purpose. C.S. Lewis never set out to write the “Anti-atheist” story. He just wanted to write the story behind an image that popped into his head of a faun carrying an umbrella. There is no doubt Lewis’ Christianity oozed out of him with the story. And frankly, I would not care if Pullman’s agnosticism oozed out of His Dark Materials. I would expect it. I just question whether you can make a good story by having a set agenda at the beginning. You should be able to enjoy a story for its own sake. I found myself not being able to do that with Pullman, as his intentions scream loudly from every page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all that to say, my reactions to the book will be along those lines, as a reader, wannabe writer (I have written a book, just not published yet) and as a minister, my day job. I have chosen to divide my reactions into two, so hopefully it keeps each distinct. I want to react to His Dark Materials as a story in of itself, characters, plot, etc and then address the worldview present in the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I want to make it clear, I am not going to slam Pullman, make fun of him or make otherwise degrading remarks about his work. So, if that is what  you are expecting in this little essay, then go elsewhere. You will find a lot of praise of Pullman in this little review of  mine. I am not out to tell people whether you should read or not read these books. Of course you should read them. They are books that tell a fairly good story. This is not that sort of review. Rather, it is what I thought about the books on different levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will begin with the reaction to the story in a few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-6904507033420998151?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/6904507033420998151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=6904507033420998151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/6904507033420998151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/6904507033420998151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/12/sifting-through-his-dark-materials.html' title='Sifting through His Dark Materials: Intro'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/R3kN1UW1cZI/AAAAAAAAACs/DU9cqymCfjc/s72-c/200px-Philip_Pullman_2005-04-16.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-853355956369895107</id><published>2007-12-26T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T09:03:52.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am geeking out!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I cannot wait for this  movie. I have loved Batman since I was a kid and while I loved the Tim Burton version when it first came out, it has not born up well. I loved the restart done by Nolan. And this looks even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tkT1wdRePco&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tkT1wdRePco&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-853355956369895107?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/853355956369895107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=853355956369895107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/853355956369895107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/853355956369895107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-geeking-out.html' title='I am geeking out!!!!!'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-7428844109018163374</id><published>2007-12-19T14:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T14:55:59.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Everyone</title><content type='html'>Let's hear the words of St. Linus the blanket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKk9rv2hUfA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKk9rv2hUfA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-7428844109018163374?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/7428844109018163374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=7428844109018163374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/7428844109018163374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/7428844109018163374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='Merry Christmas Everyone'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-3665259752215510166</id><published>2007-12-18T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T13:45:07.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There and back again!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/R2gU4kW1cYI/AAAAAAAAACk/aZtn2olPkqI/s1600-h/hobbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/R2gU4kW1cYI/AAAAAAAAACk/aZtn2olPkqI/s320/hobbit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145385536335475074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!!!!! Peter Jackson and New Line settled their pissing fest. You know what that means boys and girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hobbit, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even more, another movie has been added as a sequel to the Hobbit and a prequel to the trilogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let nerds everywhere rejoice!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally cannot wait for Sir Ian McKlellan to utter the lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lot of things you use good morning for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-3665259752215510166?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/3665259752215510166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=3665259752215510166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/3665259752215510166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/3665259752215510166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/12/there-and-back-again.html' title='There and back again!!!!!!'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/R2gU4kW1cYI/AAAAAAAAACk/aZtn2olPkqI/s72-c/hobbit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-8326793129635316742</id><published>2007-12-13T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T10:14:23.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on the Golden Compass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/R2FMSfnxVwI/AAAAAAAAACU/CdJVZss4fAg/s1600-h/51Y5my3ZuML._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/R2FMSfnxVwI/AAAAAAAAACU/CdJVZss4fAg/s320/51Y5my3ZuML._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143476130043483906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to be more direct, I dont have any yet, as I haven't read the book. A number of people have asked me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  I just got it. Give me time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-8326793129635316742?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/8326793129635316742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=8326793129635316742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8326793129635316742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8326793129635316742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts-on-golden-compass.html' title='Thoughts on the Golden Compass'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/R2FMSfnxVwI/AAAAAAAAACU/CdJVZss4fAg/s72-c/51Y5my3ZuML._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-4194257903162291652</id><published>2007-12-11T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T13:36:39.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosopher Soccer</title><content type='html'>A classic from the boys of Monty Python.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xrShK-NVMIU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xrShK-NVMIU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-4194257903162291652?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/4194257903162291652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=4194257903162291652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/4194257903162291652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/4194257903162291652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/12/philosopher-soccer.html' title='Philosopher Soccer'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-356082777660424987</id><published>2007-12-07T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T11:02:13.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does God Laugh?</title><content type='html'>An interesting question. And, if you observe most of us wacky nutheads called Christians you would say no, He doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the followers don't always represent the Master. God does laugh and His laughter is found throughout the Bible. Usually, the laughter is directed at idols, humans who set themselves up as gods or other such madcap hilarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact is, we are bumbling, stumbling buffons, and deserve all the mockery heaven can send our way. But, God's mockery is always done to get us to turn from our farce driven, sin sick, self centered lives and turn to Him for real, healing laughter. I think that is why everyone is afraid of sarcasm and mockery. If it is done right, it will penetrate us and expose us for what we really are. No one really wants that, as much as they say they do. We hate, at least I do, to made to look silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when sin gets exposed in our lives, it gets exposed in all of its idiotness and rebellion. That is why I think we need more humor in the church, especially of a sarcastic nature. Don't get me wrong, I am not saying we should be sarcastic for the fun of it and to tear people down. Rather, that we are sarcastic on behalf of our own idols, pointing the gun of Holy Ghost sarcasm at ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in the church a long time, in many different roles, in many different denominations, in many different settings. Catholic. Charismatic. Reformed Presbyterian. High School kid. Student leader. Intern. Pastor. Assistant Pastor. And one common strand I consistently see, is the complete inability to laugh at ourselves. We find it every easy to mock other Christians for their supposed sins, but we never laugh at our own. We think that we have the corner on God's kingdom, the center of its activity, so therefore everything is serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's kingdom work is serious. In fact, way too serious for sinful, silly human beings to take themselves too seriously. Too serious to to see ourselves as the most important thing going. Too serious that we need  laughter, fun, and enjoyment.  Too serious not to tear into the idols of our heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in that vein, check out these websites. A good start to help laughing at the church. Personally, one of my favorites was the article in the lark news about a guy getting kicked out of small group for "not being authentic enough".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the sites....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.shipoffools.com&lt;br /&gt;www.larknews.com&lt;br /&gt;www.wittenburgdoor.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-356082777660424987?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/356082777660424987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=356082777660424987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/356082777660424987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/356082777660424987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/12/does-god-laugh.html' title='Does God Laugh?'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-5639627447787045566</id><published>2007-11-26T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T14:21:56.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A great new art film</title><content type='html'>One of the most moving and amazing things I have seen in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NYd1Cz0Qgyo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NYd1Cz0Qgyo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-5639627447787045566?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/5639627447787045566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=5639627447787045566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/5639627447787045566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/5639627447787045566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/11/great-new-art-film.html' title='A great new art film'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-8721820163091045226</id><published>2007-11-12T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T15:17:02.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Submitted</title><content type='html'>It's done. My book is really done. And, I have resubmitted to the agent who was interested in my book. I am nervous. I am excited. I love my wife for spending lots of time editing and loving the story enough to keep encouraging me in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I wait. I hate waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-8721820163091045226?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/8721820163091045226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=8721820163091045226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8721820163091045226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8721820163091045226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/11/submitted.html' title='Submitted'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-8317608872824322787</id><published>2007-11-03T07:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T07:48:54.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Southern Baptist Pharisee</title><content type='html'>Overheard at the Missouri Baptist Convention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;""I understand that the Bible does not say, never says, 'Thou shalt not drink,'" said Tolliver. "It is also true to say that the Bible does not specifically refer to drinking as a sin. However, … the only Christian position in this 21st century Show-Me state environment that we live in is total abstinence!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, someone has now set themselves up as the baptist pope. As my friend and pastor says, "I am glad they are working on being holier than Jesus."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-8317608872824322787?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/8317608872824322787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=8317608872824322787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8317608872824322787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8317608872824322787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/11/southern-baptist-pharisee.html' title='Southern Baptist Pharisee'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-7451680752339279797</id><published>2007-10-29T16:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:43:35.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we celebrate Halloween</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mock the devil, and he will flee from thee. Fear of the devil leads to devil worship." Bono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The best way to drive out the devil, if he will not yield to texts of scripture, is to jeer and flout him, for he cannot bear scorn."&lt;/span&gt;, Martin Luther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how often do these two get quoted together? More often lately, I am guessing, but I use them to illustrate why we do Halloween at our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice, I didn't say celebrate, because to me celebrate means we love the darkness, evil, the devil, etc.  And there is an element of that in Halloween that is disturbing, no question. And, if it is left there, it is not something I would touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Halloween is more than that, the fun, the costumes, the trick or treating, etc is a way for us to confront what we fear. And more than that, to make fun of it, to belittle it. But, how can we do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer comes in Christ and his complete work in our lives. His perfect love that lives in us casts out fear, drives away the devil in scorn, showing him for what he really is, a prideful fraud. And, it does the same for us, as the Cross exposes our self reliance, the worship of our selves and the idols that set themselves up in our lives. The cross mocks them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, that is what God does with idols in the Bible. Colossians 2:15 that Jesus exposes the authorities, things in our lives, Satan for what they really are, silly, ridiculous frauds. And, the Old Testament tells us more.  I call it the Elijah treatment. Check it out in 2 Kings 18. Basically, the prophets of Baal think their god can overcome Elijah's God, they cut themselves, they shout, they get naked, etc. Baal doesn't show up and Elijah mocks them with such expressions as "is your god out taking a piss?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God does this sort of thing all the time. He treats idols and idol worship with contempt, especially among His people. And, the way He treats it in my life and the way I want to treat evil, and my fears when the become idols in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we do Halloween, not celebrate it. We do not celebrate evil, the devil, witches or anything that is morbid. But, rather, we mock our fears, mock the devil, and mock anything that thinks it is more powerful than God. So, as my family does pumpkins, passes out treats, or goes trick or treating, we tell the devil, the darkness and our idols,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piss off, I belong to Christ and I no longer fear the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-7451680752339279797?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/7451680752339279797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=7451680752339279797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/7451680752339279797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/7451680752339279797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-we-celebrate-halloween.html' title='Why we celebrate Halloween'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-1775946299430052396</id><published>2007-10-03T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T13:18:01.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyranny of the Majority</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RwPaJ2bCfkI/AAAAAAAAACE/fnWXUeIRtIA/s1600-h/chi_rho.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RwPaJ2bCfkI/AAAAAAAAACE/fnWXUeIRtIA/s320/chi_rho.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117173464385617474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not written a serious, churchy post in awhile. I think it is because even though I am an assistant pastor, discussing church things have been hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Well, let me just say from a few hard experiences in my time in ministry thus far. And, while most of those hard times come from my own sin, there is something else at work and indeed at work in the church in America that has spit it's poison into much of evangelical Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about the tyranny of the majority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My church is currently training the guys who will be elders. In the PCA, we have elders that rule the church and they are divided up into two classes, Teaching Elders and Ruling Elders. The Ruling elders are lay folks elected to eldership by the congregation while the Teaching Elders are formally trained in seminary, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were talking about what sort of church we would be in if we were not presbyterian. It was interesting to see that most, if not all of the guys in the training said they would be baptists or some other form of congregational style of church government. I think I shocked them all when I said I would go the other way, to the Episcopal side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my reasons are plenty. You could chalk it up to my catholic upbrining, my desire for the ancient and holy in worship or as my wife might say, I like the dramatic. But, really, it comes down for me to what I call the tyranny of the majority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protestants, especially in America, are chronically allergic to the idea that a bishop and a priest should be in charge. They talk about how one man can be corrupted by power, etc. I think that is most certainly true and a valid argument to a degree. The argument then runs that people can be trusted to elect their leaders and pastors themselves. Which then assume an opposite error, that the majority is not sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what to think of this reasoning. I am sure I have overstated the case, but really that is the heart of it. But sin cuts at everything. The Majority do make mistakes, sinful tragic ones. The Majority can make tragic assumptions that lead to broken lives, broken people, broken churches and broken pastors. Or, really, someone leads that majority into those things, which brings out the irony: One man brings about the corruption of many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what to do with that? For me, right now, the answer is what we do in the PCA, there is a give and take, between the congregation and its leaders. Give and take between the local church and the presbytery. The system is by no means perfect and has many flaws, but it works for now.  I think the important to remember is that the Gospel has to be the center or nothing, not presbyterian, not congregationlist, nor Episcopal system of government will work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-1775946299430052396?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/1775946299430052396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=1775946299430052396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/1775946299430052396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/1775946299430052396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/10/tyranny-of-majority.html' title='Tyranny of the Majority'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RwPaJ2bCfkI/AAAAAAAAACE/fnWXUeIRtIA/s72-c/chi_rho.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-26770198079507727</id><published>2007-09-24T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T12:44:07.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AT: Here I am come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/Rvf3GGbCfjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/E_xIPhISESQ/s1600-h/apptrail2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/Rvf3GGbCfjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/E_xIPhISESQ/s320/apptrail2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113827586077785650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that my wife finds maddening about me is my constant restlessness. She would be perfectly happy to stay in one place for the rest of her life. This shows that she is a grounded, solid and stable sort of a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I am constantly fidgety, restless, and wanting to move off into the wild blue yonder all the time. That shows what a flightly, silly person that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might imagine, that has created tension in our marriage from time to time.  But finally, I am seeing things her way. We cannot move every two years anymore. Our family needs stability and our boys need to be settled for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the problem then for me is, how can I change who I am? I think the good side of my restlessness is a constant need to explore and find new things. So, how do I balance these two worthy things, Stability for my family and the need to explore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have found the solution in an old dream of mine, to hike the Appalachian Trail. Some friends have expressed interest in going with me. But, whether they do or not, I am still going to do it.  Now, granted, it will take me some time, as I can only do four days of hiking a year. The average thru hiker takes a total of six months if they walk straight through without stopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it will probably take me years to finish and indeed, I am hoping the boys will be old enough to finish with me. My plan is to start next September or October in Harper's Ferry, the midway point of the trail. I hope to get through to Pennsylvania in that hike, Lord willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about it. I cannot wait. And now, excuse me, I have to start training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-26770198079507727?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/26770198079507727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=26770198079507727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/26770198079507727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/26770198079507727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/09/at-here-i-am-come.html' title='AT: Here I am come'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/Rvf3GGbCfjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/E_xIPhISESQ/s72-c/apptrail2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-813748963340319907</id><published>2007-08-29T13:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T13:58:43.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizarre Travels 1.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RtXB0q7C1JI/AAAAAAAAAB0/l6GS3fOuqkk/s1600-h/sculpturehead_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RtXB0q7C1JI/AAAAAAAAAB0/l6GS3fOuqkk/s400/sculpturehead_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104198863313622162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last post might be considered a bizarre travels post. It wasn't, as Put-In-Bay does not qualify as Bizarre, just cheesy. Maybe in the future I will start a cheesy travel section. If you are lucky, er, providentially favored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my Bizarre travel post for this post travels one hundred miles south of Columbus, Ohio to Point Pleasant, West Virginia. The town is right in the middle of the foothills of the Appalachian mountains. I went there because part of the story I am writing takes place in Point Pleasant, and I needed to get a feel for the town. Plus, it contained a story I had loved since i was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up, I was not allowed to watch horror movies. So, I had to find some other way to feed the kid desire to scare myself. I did that by reading books on Bigfoot, UFO'S and other strange creatures. The one that scared me the most happend to be the Mothman stories. I remember reading the story alone in my house, and hearing a noise in the kitchen. I ran outside scared. It was the middle of the day. Silly, but not when you are nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  what is the Mothman? The events began began in late 1966. A creature, described as an eight foot tall creature with wings, red eyes, and no face was spotted by a couple driving along a lonely country road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: These things always happen on lonely country roads at night, and if you have ever driven one, you know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the creature was spotted by a number of people in the area. Now, the thing about small town people that most people do not get is this: they are not easily taken in, especially with something like this. Some of the hardest skeptics about anything in general are from the country, not the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, there were all kinds of freaky events that happend in the next year. It all came to head in tragedy when the silver bridge over the Ohio River collapsed during rush hour traffic killing nearly fifty people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there is certainly an eerie vibe about the place, which increases with each mile you drive. The foothills are a bit lonely and isolated. When you drive over the new bridge into Point Pleasant, you can see the remains of the old one, and imagine what it must have been like to be on a bridge falling into an icy river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you get into the town, Mothman stuff is all over the place, with the highlight being the Statue and the excellant Mothman Museum. The local are very open about talking about the Mothman and one guy drew me a map to the TNT area, where most of the sightings took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, i had to go. The TNT area was used by the government to store dynamite in areas dug into the ground, shaped like large mounds with steal doors. Each mound is down a heavily wooded area and there are some areas with keep out signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the place is only a few miles out of town, but I can tell you, I got the creeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i headed back into town, i decided to check out the French and Indian war battlefield in town. It turns out the whole town of Point Pleasant is the battlefield, with a section by the river being the official place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this town and it was really helpful for my book. Turns out I got the creepy vibe right, and the people there are really nice. Oh, and the Mothman Festival is September 15 and 16th. Check it out at www.mothmanmuseum.com/MothmanLives/mothmanfestival2007/mothmanfestival2007.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-813748963340319907?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/813748963340319907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=813748963340319907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/813748963340319907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/813748963340319907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/08/bizarre-travels-11.html' title='Bizarre Travels 1.1'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RtXB0q7C1JI/AAAAAAAAAB0/l6GS3fOuqkk/s72-c/sculpturehead_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-5837216466008160893</id><published>2007-08-17T07:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T07:48:16.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Praise of Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RsWYtq7C1II/AAAAAAAAABs/AgvC7Z3A1Hc/s1600-h/fromtheair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RsWYtq7C1II/AAAAAAAAABs/AgvC7Z3A1Hc/s400/fromtheair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099650063450428546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transition to Columbus has not been a very smooth one. Colin is having a tough time and we have all been sick for about a month. We have not been able to go out, invite people over or do anything fun. That is why we needed a day of doing something out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did, going to Put in Bay, Ohio, an island in the lake known as Erie. The village on the island is pretty much one large tourist trap. You have shops that sell crappy, cheap t-shirts, trinkets with the island's name on them, or anything else you don't really need. Not to mention all the restaurants, ice cream shops, putt putt golf course, fake gem mining and the "chocolate musuem".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I loved every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys got to go on their first boat ride, which they loved. We played putt putt golf, ate ice cream and generally behaved like tourists. Plus, the island has all of these golf cart rental places. Colin begged to go on one and so we finally did. Twelve bucks for an hour. And, an hour of full on joy for the boys. Quinn road in the front seat, laughed, and waved at all the people as we drove by them. The boys got cheap things, Colin got a bag of rocks (his favorite thing at the moment) and Quinn got a little toy ship. Ah, the bliss of being a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some educational value as well. The Perry Memorial is on the Island, commerating the battle of Lake Erie, a very important naval battle from the war of 1812 (side note, the putt putt golf course has notes about the battle at every hole). that is where I bought my reminder of the day, a book on the battle itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why I am writing? Because, it is to encourage people like me, who tend to take themselves way too seriously, to enjoy touristy places like Put in Bay. There is nothing "corporate" about them. Most of the shops in places like this are owned by locals or families (I have a friend who owns a shop like it). So, you can support the local economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And above all, just experience life through the joy of being with your family, relaxing and enjoy  being a tourist for awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-5837216466008160893?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/5837216466008160893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=5837216466008160893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/5837216466008160893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/5837216466008160893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-praise-of-cheese.html' title='In Praise of Cheese'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RsWYtq7C1II/AAAAAAAAABs/AgvC7Z3A1Hc/s72-c/fromtheair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-1014449108577771299</id><published>2007-07-30T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T08:34:19.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last word on Harry, I promise</title><content type='html'>Just to add one more thought on Harry and proof of what I wrote below, here is a word for word quote from JK Rowling in her interview on NBC last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="textBodyBlack"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Young voice: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Harry's also referred to as the chosen one.  So are there religious--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J.K. Rowling: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Well, there-- there clearly is a religious-- undertone.  And-- it's always been difficult to talk about that because until we reached Book Seven, views of what happens after death and so on, it would give away a lot of what was coming.  So … yes, my belief and my struggling with religious belief and so on I think is quite apparent in this book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="textBodyBlack"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meredith Vieira: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;And what is the struggle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J.K. Rowling: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Well my struggle really is to keep believing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meredith Vieira: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;To keep believing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J.K. Rowling: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="textBodyBlack"&gt;&lt;span id="byLine"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-1014449108577771299?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/1014449108577771299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=1014449108577771299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/1014449108577771299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/1014449108577771299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-word-on-harry-i-promise.html' title='Last word on Harry, I promise'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-5689645441889057406</id><published>2007-07-24T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T10:22:43.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter Review (warning, spoilers ahead)</title><content type='html'>When I first heard of Harry Potter, I was highly suspicious. I thought, with a lot of other Christians, it was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occultish&lt;/span&gt; novel, written to attract kids to witchcraft. Of course, I had not read the books, nor was I going to do so. What can I say? Legalism has always been a sin of mine, which Christ needs to constantly save me from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Wendy and I were talking with a church in Mississippi about going to be their youth pastor. We figured that most of the kids might have read the book (although, knowing more about the church, I realize now that was highly unlikely), so we decided to read the book. We were hooked and found out these books are not about magic at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are about one thing that Jesus said, "Greater love has no man than this, then to give up his life for a friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo Rowling has ingrained that theme into every word in each of the seven books. But, even more, her books are about how sacrificial love overcomes death, evil and destruction. No where is this more apparent than in Deathly Hallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first real glimpse of this is where Harry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hermoine&lt;/span&gt; visit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Godric's&lt;/span&gt; Hollow. While there, they visit Harry's parents grave and the graves of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Albus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dumbledore's&lt;/span&gt; family. There are some interesting quotes on both of the tomb stones. On the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dumbledore&lt;/span&gt; tombstone, "Where your treasure is, there will your be heart be also."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quote is from Matthew 6:21 and the sermon on the mount. It is an interesting quote, because we find out that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dumbledore&lt;/span&gt;, the wizard who is Harry's mentor, was not the great guy he came to be in his later years. He was obsessed with power, control, awards, etc. And it is because of that obsession that his sister died. So, it is telling that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Dumbledore&lt;/span&gt; chose that quote for their tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second quote is from Harry's parent's tomb which reads, "The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death." This quote is so interesting, because unlike the Matthew reference, it is not as well known. It takes some finding to search this out in the Bible. It comes from 1 Corinthians 15:26. In that chapter, Paul is talking about Resurrection &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and the defeat of death that comes through Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, isn't that interesting? If left here, it would just be a shadow, a hint of what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;JK&lt;/span&gt; Rowling was really writing about. But, it does not start there. I knew that Harry was going to have to make a sacrifice to save the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wizarding&lt;/span&gt; world, all of the signs pointed to it. But, I thought she would not go so far as to have Harry die and be raised back up. I thought that she would be more subtle about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong and I am really glad I was wrong. Harry comes to the conclusion that he has to die to defeat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Voldermort&lt;/span&gt;. But, more than that, that with his willing death, he will offer the same magical protection for his friends that his mother gave to him. Here is the quote, "I've done what my mother did. They're (his friends) are protected from you. haven't you noticed how none of the spells you put on them are binding? You can't torture them. You can't touch them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I mean wow. Talk about pointing to Jesus' death and atonement in a beautiful way! And even more, the scenes where Harry goes to his death strongly resemble &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Aslan's&lt;/span&gt; journey in the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. Jo has given a beautiful picture that points directly to Christ and what she believes personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hinted this would be so in an interview about four years ago. In that interview, she stated that she does believe in God and that she did not want to talk too much about that, as it would give away the ending of the book. Well, we have the ending and see what she is pointing at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jo. You have now reached my top three Christian writers of all time with Tolkien and Lewis. You deserve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-5689645441889057406?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/5689645441889057406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=5689645441889057406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/5689645441889057406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/5689645441889057406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-review-warning-spoilers.html' title='Harry Potter Review (warning, spoilers ahead)'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-6907850262161674735</id><published>2007-07-19T10:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T10:34:05.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, you are just left speechless</title><content type='html'>I have no words for this other than I thought I had seen everything. I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.christiandomesticdiscipline.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-6907850262161674735?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/6907850262161674735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=6907850262161674735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/6907850262161674735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/6907850262161674735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/07/sometimes-you-are-just-left-speechless.html' title='Sometimes, you are just left speechless'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-4163660710229382215</id><published>2007-07-11T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T10:10:45.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter Crystal Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RpTyYXRqQXI/AAAAAAAAABk/AY9z_GH36vE/s1600-h/Harry+Potter+and+the+Deathly+Hallows+spread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 509px; height: 212px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RpTyYXRqQXI/AAAAAAAAABk/AY9z_GH36vE/s400/Harry+Potter+and+the+Deathly+Hallows+spread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085956379587002738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last few posts have been kinda heavy, so I thought I would lighten things up a bit. I am totally on fire for the new Harry Potter book. Seriously. I haven't gotten too excited about it before, but now that things draw near, my family is now with me, I can let my nerd self go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo, if you ever read this, (which I doubt) you are an inspiration to me as I continue to write my story. You have made such an amazing world and done it with such class as a writer. Thank you. Take some much deserved time off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in that spirit, here are my guesses with what will happen in Book Seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major Question-What is with Severus Snape? Good? Bad? Ugly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he is ugly, but he won't be bad, or well, that is actually complicated. Let me put it this way, he is not a likeable guy. He is a jackass. But as Sirius said, the world is not always divided up between good people and Death Eaters (which is a great view of human sin). And, to be honest, when I first read that Snape killed Dumbledore, I was furious, hated him and relished the idea of Harry killing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, once my brain took control, I started to realize that Snape might have done one of the hardest thing of anyone in the books. I believe that Dumbledore told Snape to kill him. How? Through Occulmency of course during that fatal moment on the tower. Snape's reaction wasnt because he hated Dumbledore, but because he knew what it would cost him. No friends on the good side, who all pretty much hated him anyway. That is why he reacts so strongly to Harry calling him a coward. And why he helped Harry, even in their final duel, as he tells him, "blocked again and again until you learn to close your mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the question is, why? And the answer is, I have no idea. I don't even want to guess. But, take my word for it, Snape will help Harry, even as he helped him in book six through the Half Blood Prince book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second major issue, will Harry die? Now, Jo has once said in an interview that she did not want too many people to know that she was a Christian. Why? because it might give away the ending. What does that mean? It essentially means that sacrifice will play a huge role as it already has in so many ways, most especially through Harry's mother giving her life for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this means that Harry will die right? Dying for the wizard world? Maybe, but I don't think so. My theory (and others have come up with this as well, so I cant take credit for it) is that Harry's sacrifice will be his magical powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many strong hints that point to this. First and foremost, Jo has been asked over and over again if she believes in magic. She has said no and that when we reach the end of series, we will know why. Second, Harry is told constantly by Dumbledore that love is more powerful than any magic known to the wizarding world. But, also, Dumbledore's semiwhimsical statements about other things being more powerful that magic, such as music, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voldemort doesn't get this, but Harry will. He will give up his magical powers to defeat Voldemort. How will this happen? I have no idea, but the evidence is strongly in that direction. If i am wrong, totally fine, but it would really satisfy me, because Harry would not be dead, but victory over evil came with a sacrifice. A pretty big one in Harry's world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Minor Predections (Some serious and some not so serious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron and Hermoine will be engaged or married by the end of the book. Possibly Ron will get smart and pop the question at Bill and Fleur's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;So will Ginny and Harry.&lt;br /&gt;Lupin will kill the werewolf who bit him, but then be in turn killed by Wormtail.&lt;br /&gt;The flying car will a huge role in the book.&lt;br /&gt;We will see Godric's Hollow and the graves of Harry's parents.&lt;br /&gt;Godric's Hollow will play a huge role in the book (Deathly Hallows, Hollow, get it?)&lt;br /&gt;I think there will be a major event at Bill and Fleur's wedding, possibly a death eater attack, with characters killed. Horrible, but its possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deaths-&lt;br /&gt;Hedwig-a seemingly minor death, but it would make me sad.&lt;br /&gt;Hagrid- I cannot believe he has lasted this long&lt;br /&gt;McGongall-She is a target as the new headmistress of Hogwarts&lt;br /&gt;Two Weasleys- I hate this, but I just have this horrible feeling two of them will go. The twins? Maybe, but more likely Mr. and Mrs Weasley.&lt;br /&gt;Lupin- by far one of my favorite, if not favorite Characters in the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all of the three will survive, but will be "hurt" in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, those are my thoughts and I am  sticking to them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-4163660710229382215?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/4163660710229382215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=4163660710229382215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/4163660710229382215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/4163660710229382215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-crystal-ball.html' title='Harry Potter Crystal Ball'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RpTyYXRqQXI/AAAAAAAAABk/AY9z_GH36vE/s72-c/Harry+Potter+and+the+Deathly+Hallows+spread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-5069094377648432188</id><published>2007-06-28T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T20:45:23.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive at 33</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite U2 songs is "Hold Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me. There is a line in that song that really describes my life up to this point. I turned 33 on Sunday. This has always kinda been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;signficant&lt;/span&gt; age for me. Not sure why. I am sure in the back of my mind is the whole thing that Jesus died and rose from the dead at this age, at least according to church tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the lines from the song go like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They want you to play Jesus/to go down on one knee/but they want their money back if you're alive at 33/you are turning tricks with your crucifix/you are a star"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bono&lt;/span&gt; reflecting on his bumpy relations with the church. Early in his career, Christians piled so many expectations on him and when he turned out to be a human sinner, a lot of them turned on him, saying he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; a Christian, etc. All that has changed recently, of course, but it was not five years ago I was defending his Christianity to many believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bono's&lt;/span&gt; life that I reflect on when I hear these words. I think about my own. I am really sorry if this post seems pretentious or dramatic, but I have been thinking about this for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a Christian most of my life. I have gone to Church, Christian schools, grew up in a Christian home. None of that I regret at all. But, what has me going is how many times I was told in that time I was a "Christian" leader. In high School, I was the guy who was given awards for Christian leadership, the teachers loved my "Christianity" and predicted I would do big things for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't bad either. People were just trying to build me up. But, I swallowed it all with a dose of poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That did not change when I got to seminary. I was told I had all of this promise, talent and ability. That was all nice, I guess, if I wasn't a sinner and totally turned all of those things into pride. And let that pride almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;destroy&lt;/span&gt; me and my faith as I tried so hard to be a head pastor for five years, trying to live up to those expectations. Trying to be what everyone thought I should be instead of really listening to what God wanted and what He thought I should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;suprised&lt;/span&gt; and disappointed a lot of people in "stepping back" to be an assistant pastor. But, I love my job. I have never been happier in my ministry. It's great to be second. It's great not having to live up to expectations. It's great just trying to follow Jesus, love the Gospel and help others do the same. It's all I ever really wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am alive at 33. I cannot die and save anyone. Nor can I raise them from the dead. There is only one Man who did that, I am not Him.  I serve Him, badly, most of the time and totally reliant on His Grace. I am no longer turning tricks with my crucifix, giving off the illusion of a "holy" life. I am just an object of Grace now, as I have always been. And I hope to help others understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-5069094377648432188?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/5069094377648432188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=5069094377648432188' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/5069094377648432188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/5069094377648432188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/06/alive-at-33.html' title='Alive at 33'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-481203820897352427</id><published>2007-06-06T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T10:17:25.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What do James Dobson and Judd Apatow have in Common? Lots!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RmbP_mNFLYI/AAAAAAAAABE/HMi-uQ_J7EU/s1600-h/james_dobson200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RmbP_mNFLYI/AAAAAAAAABE/HMi-uQ_J7EU/s200/james_dobson200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072970721773563266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RmbP3WNFLXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3i7mwnfBogI/s1600-h/2007-6-3-knockedup2_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RmbP3WNFLXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3i7mwnfBogI/s200/2007-6-3-knockedup2_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072970580039642482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this will be the most controversial post I have ever put on my blog. It was prompted by me seeing the movie "Knocked Up" recently. The movie was directed by Judd Apatow who has, in my book, quickly become one of my favorite Hollywood directors. If you don't know the plot of the movie, it begins by hot girl getting knocked up by a pot smoking slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like an ordinary gross out, raunch comedy right? Not worthy of viewing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is where Apatow is a genius. Yes, the movie contains many moments that makes me unable to recommend this movie to most people. But, just like his first movie, 40 year Old Virigin, there is a moral there that is completely old fashioned, and well, one that James Dobson would love. That is, parenthood is tough and hard, but it is a wonderful thing. A beautiful thing, a worthy thing. That a kid should have a mom and a dad, even when things are not perfect. That it is good to be responsible and doing it is hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movie 40 year old Virgin, it was all about a guy who never had sex and all of his friends were trying to get him to have it. It was a total send up of our sex obsessed culture. The end result? The guy (played by the genius Steve Carrell) wants to want until he is married and that is what he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go out and make a recommendation. Dr. Dobson, maybe you should use these two films to recruit people for Focus on the Family. Use them as a jumping off point for discussion to instruct people about waiting for sex until marriage is good, and the family is an amazing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I am dreaming, I would like to hang out with Bono, C.S. Lewis, JRR Tolkien, M. Night Shamalyan, and Flannery O'Connor in a Dublin pub for an evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-481203820897352427?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/481203820897352427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=481203820897352427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/481203820897352427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/481203820897352427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-do-james-dobson-and-judd-apatow.html' title='What do James Dobson and Judd Apatow have in Common? Lots!'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RmbP_mNFLYI/AAAAAAAAABE/HMi-uQ_J7EU/s72-c/james_dobson200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-3134675282097135743</id><published>2007-06-06T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T10:02:01.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pop Culture Manifesto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RmbMY2NFLWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/JniWymgLHa4/s1600-h/51HE9Q2FGVL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RmbMY2NFLWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/JniWymgLHa4/s200/51HE9Q2FGVL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072966757518749026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a scene in Lady in the Water that I really love. It's were a kid gets an otherwordly message from reading cereal boxes. I love that scene because I identify with that kid. I feel like I have spent my life looking "cereal boxes" looking for deeper meaning in them. Or, to be more direct, looking at the pop culture I grew up with and trying to find the deeper meaning there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most folks say there is no deeper meaning there. It is disposable, trash, not worth looking at. I disagree. There is much to be learned there and much that needs to be seen. And I have spent a lot of time in my life trying to argue this. There are times where I feel like I am beating my head against the wall, especially the walls that exist in the church. Christians seem to have this dichotomy when it comes to pop culture. They argue its trash and it has no meaning, but they consume it in mass amounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something weird about that, I think. Seems like a split personality thing. Continue to be involved pop culture by all means. But, consume with your eyes open, understand what is going on, search for the meaning "under the trash". It is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is why I was thrilled to read Chuck Klosterman's book, Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs. This guy has some amazing insights into American pop culture and its meaning. And he does it from the perspective not from a guy who stands "above" it, but as an active participant in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize this post is random and sorry about that. But, I want to finish with a pop culture moment that just happend. If you have seen it, you will know what I mean. It was at the MTV movie awards hosted by Sarah Silverman (what is it with me that I don't think she is funny at all? I guess I forfeit my hipster status). She was commenting on Paris Hilton going to jail. Paris was in the audience. Fine. But then she goes on to make a horribly awful joke at Paris' expense. The camera showed Paris' reaction. She was obviously pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, that wasnt the disturbing thing about it. It was the way the room reacted to it. They laughed, cheered and thought it was funny. And the stupid thing is, most of the people in that room had probably kissed Paris' butt at one time or another. It was the ultimate picture of what fame and chasing fame will get you, a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am not a fan of Paris Hilton, but, she is a human being. And as a fellow human being, I just hurt for her. It was awful and was such a great illustration of the brokeness that is in all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Pop culture moment that you might miss if you were not paying attention. If you want to know where most people live, its there, not in the art galleries, or other institutions of higher culture. If you want to know your neighbor, that is where they live. Continue to go to art galleries, art films, etc. I love all that stuff too. But, don't expect that most people in America live this way and that they will follow you to those places. I think that as believers, we have to learn to bridge "high" culture with "low" culture transforming them both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-3134675282097135743?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/3134675282097135743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=3134675282097135743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/3134675282097135743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/3134675282097135743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/06/pop-culture-manifesto.html' title='A Pop Culture Manifesto'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RmbMY2NFLWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/JniWymgLHa4/s72-c/51HE9Q2FGVL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-8969075419271888460</id><published>2007-05-23T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T08:56:23.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Years is Not Enough</title><content type='html'>Today is my anniversary. It sucks because my wife is still a thousand miles from me, still living in Florida as we go through this lengthy and frustrating transition period. But, it has had one positive affect on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me realize how much I cannot function very well without my wife. And really, for good reason. The Bible says that when man and woman come together, they become one flesh. Now, we often overspiritualize this and never think through the implications of it. I certainly never have, until now. I am not myself right now. I am missing part of me, my wife. I am half a person. All the great friends I have made in Columbus only know half of a person, because part of my flesh is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a codependent confession right? Well, maybe it is. but, at least its a biblical codependency. Think about it. When someone who you might know has lost a spouse, everyone comments how that person is not the same. Of course they arent! Half of them is now gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me realize not just how much we need our spouses (if you are married) but how much we need other people. We are so on fire to show how damn independent we are, that we never stop to think how lonely we really are. We have more freedom as individuals in this country then anyone at anytime in human history. Yet, somehow, people are miserable. You don't believe me? Maybe that is because you have locked people out of your life as well and dont see it. I talked to my best friend the other day whom I haven't talked to in a while. I didnt realize how much i missed him. It was stupid, really, because I can talk to him any time I want. But, being a male, i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has made us to be in communion with Him and other people. That is why He said in the beginning, it is NOT good for man to be alone. Which brings me back to my wife. God made Eve for Adam, a little hottie who would be his helper. The literal translation for Adam's reaction when he saw his wife is roughly, "hubba, hubba, thank God I am a man".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not really, but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, when you read this, I say in Hebrew, hubba, hubba,&lt;br /&gt;thank God I am a man. I am so glad He chose me to be your husband. I do it terribly, horribly and I know I am a jackass sometimes. But, I love you more now then I ever have. Because, it isnt good for me to be alone. God said so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-8969075419271888460?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/8969075419271888460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=8969075419271888460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8969075419271888460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8969075419271888460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/05/nine-years-is-not-enough.html' title='Nine Years is Not Enough'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-2623012093343828211</id><published>2007-05-14T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T13:53:54.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Confessions of Jane Austen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RkiwOxGM4OI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WB9MOETXSBk/s1600-h/Jane_Austen_320X240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RkiwOxGM4OI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WB9MOETXSBk/s200/Jane_Austen_320X240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064491548722127074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to confess something. Something I have kept hidden from everyone but my wife. It is a secret that might change everything and the way you all view me. But, in the spirit of openess, I feel I must confess. History will judge me if I was right to make this public. So be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, before I do, I must tell you, I love sports of all kinds, and all other kind of male activities. I can scream and yell at guys who I do not even know for doings wrong that really have no effect on my life whatsoever. I know all of this, but i still do it. I play fantasy football every year, just for bragging rights on something I had really nothing to do with at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I saying all of this? Well, because of the confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Jane Austen fan. No, she isn't a sexy model or a hot actress. She is a writer. A very good one. Well, great one really. And she writes novels that most guys would not touch with a ten foot pole. It's really too bad, because they are missing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I love her, her writing and her stories. They are moving, good in depth character studies and simply fantastic to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might say, well, here is a primary case of a husband pretending to love what his wife does. Well, certainly, I was introduced to Jane Austen by my wife. No question about that. And, certainly, my love for her writing is linked to the love i have for my wife. but, it would be more accurate to say that my love for Jane Austen grew out of the garden of love that I have for my wife. Wow, hope that wasnt too cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for guys who like to read, JA is a good one. Her character development alone is worth it. But, from a theological perspective, she affirms and critiques in ways that should be appreciated. While affirming a good marriage and the need for it, along with the crying need for community, she also takes a good stab at the pretention and pride that we often set up for ourselves in our lives. Or to put it in a clear way, she shows what happens when people take the created thing and put it in the place of the Creator, whether that be marriage, friendship, land, money or social standing. Her eye is unflinching and intelligent without being cynical or morose, two horrible ailments that have gripped my generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, pick up Jane Austen. Enjoy it. I did. Even as I was waiting for the start of Spiderman 3 surrounded by a bunch of drunk frat boys at the midnight showing, I was reading Jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contradiction? Maybe, but one I can live with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-2623012093343828211?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/2623012093343828211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=2623012093343828211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/2623012093343828211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/2623012093343828211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/05/confessions-of-jane-austen.html' title='The Confessions of Jane Austen'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RkiwOxGM4OI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WB9MOETXSBk/s72-c/Jane_Austen_320X240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-970084263030046611</id><published>2007-05-08T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T09:07:32.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizzare Travels 1.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RkCD3hGM4NI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3rcjh_0gkGs/s1600-h/AZCOCthing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RkCD3hGM4NI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3rcjh_0gkGs/s200/AZCOCthing2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062190970964861138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I am starting a new thing on my blog called, "Bizzare Travels." I have always had a taste for the weird of America. So, here, I will write about some of my experiences in these places. Might be interesting, or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first place I am going to focus on are my travels out west. I have been to the Southwest about six times now, and all of those times where done by driving. I know, I know, but first, I hate to fly, and second, when you drive, you see all of America and its weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, you see the greatest roadside attractions out west. On the border of Arizona, there is unimaginable beauty with giant rocks and cliff on the side of the road. It is especially amazing if you hit this spot just as the sun rises. The resulting colors look like a bowl of fruit loops, except brighter and way more beautiful. Oh yeah, and you cannot eat them either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there is also this weird roadside stand that sells all kinds of stuff ranging from cheap tourist crap (cactus seeds being  my favorite and ones i actually bought. They didnt work very well) to beautiful hand made crafts from the Navajo reservation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is one roadside attraction out west that truly takes the crown, and that is the gas station/road side musuem/total crap shop that is advertised for 200 miles along the road from Las Cruces, New mexico to Tuscan Arizona. And it contains a bit of a mystery, something that has baffeled scientists, historians and such knowledgable persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is simply the mystery of "The Thing". What is the thing? well that is the question, isnt it? It is in a box with a glass top. So, what is it? As if i am going to tell you! It is mysterious, strange, and a thing. Isnt that enough for you to take a drive out in the middle of nowhere in the Arizona desert to find out? Hmmmm????? It might just change your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-970084263030046611?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/970084263030046611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=970084263030046611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/970084263030046611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/970084263030046611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/05/bizzare-travels-10.html' title='Bizzare Travels 1.0'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RkCD3hGM4NI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3rcjh_0gkGs/s72-c/AZCOCthing2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-1923864794069401729</id><published>2007-05-02T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T12:51:19.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a Real Dad or Mom</title><content type='html'>Ask yourself something. Do I really need another tie for Father's Day? A bundle of flowers for mother's day? well maybe, but how about doing something different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about telling your spouse to take half the money that might spend on you and make a donation to International Justice Mission. If you dont know this organization, they rescue kids from work houses and sexual slavery around the world. It is a great work they are doing, so take some time to be a parent to a kid half way around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is their link, and join me in giving half your well earned present as a parent to help other kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.ijm.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-1923864794069401729?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/1923864794069401729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=1923864794069401729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/1923864794069401729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/1923864794069401729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/05/be-real-dad-or-mom.html' title='Be a Real Dad or Mom'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-3666070248268528012</id><published>2007-05-01T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T19:35:20.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is finished</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RjfcvBGM4MI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NCoLPUvHO4M/s1600-h/CahokiaMounds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RjfcvBGM4MI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NCoLPUvHO4M/s200/CahokiaMounds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059755406680449218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if everyone knew this, but I have been writing a book. Well, have been writing for four years. The idea first came to me ten years ago in college and it started off as a kid's book about a boy named Lewis and a dwarf named Archibald. And now, the idea has completely changed and evolved in a way that I can hardly believe. Archibald is no longer a dwarf, but a shapeshifter with a dark past trying to be a hero. The story has gotten darker, but also better, as it is more truthful while showing good over evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is weird to think that all of this came out of my head and my imagination. But, really, it has been a life time coming. I have always loved the weird and strange about America. The weird roadside attractions, the mysterious mounds, the weird creatures that haunt our woods and little traveled places. And, I think it is all that inspired this book. It has been fun to write, and write, and write and write. I think certain sections have undergone at least ten rewrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is a good story. But, the writing, well, i am trying hard to be a better writer. Thanks to my wife and some friends and a writer's group, i think I have gotten better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if I can just get an agent and find a publisher who will publish the silly thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-3666070248268528012?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/3666070248268528012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=3666070248268528012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/3666070248268528012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/3666070248268528012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-is-finished.html' title='It is finished'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RjfcvBGM4MI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NCoLPUvHO4M/s72-c/CahokiaMounds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-738393109312233727</id><published>2007-04-04T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:24:00.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephen King and the Cost of Fighting Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RhPQJhqalJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/h8fc-wrU9Q8/s1600-h/Desperationbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RhPQJhqalJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/h8fc-wrU9Q8/s200/Desperationbook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049608469286130834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have avoided reading Stephen King pretty much my whole life. I, sadly, judged a book by its cover and thought King was "just" a horror writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wrong I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite TV show is Lost and it has been well established that the book, The Stand, had a huge influence on the writer's of that show. So, at the prompting of a friend of  mine (thank you Kiley), I picked up the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was  hooked right away. The story was amazing and introduced me to a theme in King's writing that has such an amazing truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting evil comes at a terrible personal cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so naive to think that when we fight evil or make a stand against it, that it will just wilt and go away. It doesn't and it fights back. The cost might be anything. Our baby having seizures in the hospital. Our house failing to sell for some strange reason when there is no earthly reason it should not sell. Our health going down hill. It is always something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about this as I pray for my city, Columbus. Our church is looking to transform our city by the Love of Christ that lives in us. That is a direct challenge to the evil in the city, as the evil thinks the city belongs to it. And maybe, we might be tempted to agree. There are horrible things that go on here. The rape rate is one of the highest in the country. Those with aids in our city are neglected not  just by the church, but the whole community. There are orphans. Single moms who are preyed upon. Young girls forced into a life of prostitution. People steal. People lie. Nature is gutted (yes this is a sin). And with each act, our city becomes a little more dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the city does not belong to the powers of darkness. It belongs to Jesus. He loves it. And He seeks to bring beauty to it. And we ought to be agents of the beauty, not to bring more darkness. To make beautiful art. To help the aids patients by holding their hands when they die. To make nature a priority and take care of it. To make sure young women are protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But beauty will come at a cost. We have to be ready for it. The battle between good and evil, beauty and ugliness, all of it comes at a price. Because evil will not set back and let it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Stephen King. I am a huge fan and in fact consider him in the top five of  my favorite authors (O'Connor, Tolkien, Lewis, King and Lawhead would be the order). If you have avoided King like i did, shame on us! You will find nowhere in popular fiction the discussion of the battle betweeen God and evil discussed in such stark, honest, and beautiful terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Stephen King is beautiful. I said it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-738393109312233727?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/738393109312233727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=738393109312233727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/738393109312233727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/738393109312233727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/04/stephen-king-and-cost-of-fighting-evil.html' title='Stephen King and the Cost of Fighting Evil'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/RhPQJhqalJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/h8fc-wrU9Q8/s72-c/Desperationbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-1520449045602482818</id><published>2007-04-03T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T11:38:09.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Weddings and coordinators</title><content type='html'>One of the great things about being a minister is that you get to do weddings. I love that part of the job. This weekend, I was able to officiate the wedding of my two best friends. How cool is that? It was so great to see two people who love Jesus and each other be married. It was truly a joyful experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the experience made me think about my other weddings and all the fun stuff that came with them. The thing that really gets me is that we have turned weddings in our culture into something other than what they should be. Meaning, weddings have become all about show, rather than focusing on what is going on. Don't believe me? Look around. Weddings have become big business from the tuxes, to caterers and for crying out loud, even the churches. A wedding has become a staged performance rather than what is should be; two people coming together before God in a worship service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, that is what a wedding really is. It is a worship service to the God of creation who made marriage and the two people coming together worship Him for that amazing gift. It is not a performance. It is not a race to see who can spend the most money on stuff that will not last past the wedding day. It is a time for God to be worshiped by the marriage of two people and for all those people who come to celebrate what that couple is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, the minister is in charge of the ceremony. Now, this part maybe totally ego. And I have nothing against wedding coordinators. I think they do a great job in helping with the logistics and positioning of people in the ceremony. I love having them there for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What irritates me is when the coordinator tries to take over the ceremony. The coordinator I worked with this weekend was great and she did a great job. However, I have worked with some in the past who thought they were completely in charge and had a right to interfere with the ceremony. Not happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it just made me wonder, my friends wedding was all about God and Christ being the center of marriage. I wonder if in our rush to make the wedding all about the couple (and in fact all about the bride) that we doom some marriages from the start. Because, we teach couples that marriage is all about serving their needs, even in a Christian marriage. Guess what? It isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe ministers are more to blame for the Christian divorce rate then we like to admit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-1520449045602482818?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/1520449045602482818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=1520449045602482818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/1520449045602482818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/1520449045602482818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/04/of-weddings-and-coordinators.html' title='Of Weddings and coordinators'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-8271148371926253253</id><published>2007-03-25T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T14:45:12.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caffeine Withdrawl Sucks</title><content type='html'>I needed to get off caffeine. It ruled my life and it was starting to affect my health. I couldnt sleep and felt like I constantly needed to be doing something. Then, I would crash feeling like doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was all about the caffeine. And I resolved to get off it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is horrible. You shake, you have panic attacks, your body goes on complete craving cycle. You feel like you are going to vomit. At first, I thought something was wrong with me until I did a little research and found these side affects are very common. And that most Doctors feel that coming off caffeine is like coming off any other addictive drug. It takes a week to two weeks to fully be free of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful. I hope this is all worth it because I feel terrible right now. I cannot concentrate, and I feel this constant need for something, the need for caffeine. Water helps alot, but doesnt do away with the affect right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesnt really compare, but I have complete sympathy with people who have to get off heroin or some such drug. The desperate need for something, the body crying out for it and not getting it. I have much more sympathy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is what St. Paul meant when he said to beat the body and make it your slave, so you are not its slave.  Of course, that can apply to anything, but I think it is anything that has control over you. TV. Sex. Food. Whatever. Heck, apparently even cell phone addiction is now a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that is one I don't understand. But, then, maybe that is another post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-8271148371926253253?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/8271148371926253253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=8271148371926253253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8271148371926253253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/8271148371926253253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/03/caffeine-withdrawl-sucks.html' title='Caffeine Withdrawl Sucks'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-4034416444857415787</id><published>2007-03-19T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T18:28:47.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Owls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/Rf8cJujdc1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MHVvbFoj7NI/s1600-h/20070315-Pc-E1-0700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/Rf8cJujdc1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MHVvbFoj7NI/s320/20070315-Pc-E1-0700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043781061119406930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading in bed last night getting ready to go to sleep. As my eyes were closing, I hear a loud screeching sound. My eyes opened and wondered whether a character from my book was coming to get me. I laughed as I began to realize what was making that noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love owls. They are mysterious creatures to me. Their eyes open wide staring at you like they can see into your soul. It is a bit unsettling, I will admit, but I still like the affect. Their cries in the night unsettle me. It disturbs my comfort with the material world around me reminding me there is something more. It is no wonder that people have often associated the owl with wisdom or a messenger. Fanciful? Maybe. but I still like the idea. Yet another reason why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JK&lt;/span&gt; Rowling is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, about owls. In Columbus where I live, apparently there is now an invasion of owls. No one is quite sure why this might be the case. There is an article in the Columbus Dispatch about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what's not to like about owls? Well, unless you are walking alone in the woods at night. I have heard that the screams from the owls can kinda freak you out. And, I am guessing the eyes in the night are kinda scary too. But then again, maybe it reminds us by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prickling&lt;/span&gt; of our skin, the hair raising on the back of our necks, and our heart racing when we hear the owl, that there is something more. Something beyond what we cannot see but is just as real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ayer&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;philosphy&lt;/span&gt; professor of language did not think so. He thought that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;language&lt;/span&gt; could only convey something true if it was talking about something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;scientifically&lt;/span&gt; verifiable. At least, that is how I understand his theory so far. So, if i say, the Owls eyes or hoots remind me of something other that cannot be seen. I am just speaking my feelings about it, not what is really true. Or if I say a waterfall is beautiful, it is only my feelings, not any real sense true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusing? Of course it is. And in reality, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;philosophy&lt;/span&gt; behind it is all wrong. How? with a simple question, can Professor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ayer&lt;/span&gt; tell me if his statement about science his feeling or can it be proven? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Isnt&lt;/span&gt; it a vicious cycle? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Isnt&lt;/span&gt; the theory self refuting? I dunno.  I hope I am not doing him a disservice. I hope I am stating his theory correctly. It seems his feelings about science go beyond his own theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I am gonna still be freaked out and love owls.  Those are my feelings. They can only be true for me, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-4034416444857415787?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/4034416444857415787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=4034416444857415787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/4034416444857415787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/4034416444857415787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/03/owls.html' title='Owls'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gO7o2WiK3Ls/Rf8cJujdc1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MHVvbFoj7NI/s72-c/20070315-Pc-E1-0700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-2621996314759184083</id><published>2007-03-18T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T13:25:43.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in Columbus Ohio</title><content type='html'>I have lived in Columbus for two and half months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many reasons for it. First, I love the church here. It is an amazing church with a great guy as the senior pastor. We have worked so well together I cannot believe it. I have to keep pinching myself. and, the people here are so amazingly talented and love Jesus. It challenges me and pushes me in all kinds of areas. It is the church of my dreams. I know this is dramatic, but it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I love the city itself. It might seem strange to people who live in a city that has more of everything; more things to do, more sun, more people, more mountains, more beaches, etc. But for a city this size, it has an incredible life and vibe. The city is home to Ohio State University which kicks up its energy. There are plenty of music venues, activity, coffee houses fueled by creative energy of 50000 college students. Plus, I have become a raving Buckeye fan thanks to the four basketball games I went to this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there is more here and I keep discovering it all the time. The book stores, oh the beautiful book stores. Used, new, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt;. You name it. Books are like a drug to me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; I walk into a book store, its like a junkie shooting up. Graphic image? Maybe, but it is true. When I lived in Lakeland, Florida, I kept having withdraw. Books A Million? Please. It's like walking into a warehouse with a bunch of books. No life. No vibe. No atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art museum is really great as well. It is small but has plenty to offer. It is good for a Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is more and I will keep talking about it as I discover more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-2621996314759184083?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/2621996314759184083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=2621996314759184083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/2621996314759184083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/2621996314759184083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/03/living-in-columbus-ohio.html' title='Living in Columbus Ohio'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713402266535574709.post-4400807379841237077</id><published>2007-03-18T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T12:52:58.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Reformed Charismatic Pope</title><content type='html'>Here it is. I have stared my first blog. I have no idea why I have never started one. Busy, I guess. I am Husband, Dad, minister and a writer. That takes up a lot of time. Now, I am an assistant pastor and I have way more creative time. So here is part of that creative energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is a welcome, I should explain the name, Reformed Charismatic Pope. Back in college, a friend of mine said I would end up being the first Reformed Charismatic Pope. He was talking about my background, born Catholic, raised in the Charismatic movement and now a minister in a denomination that holds to reformed theology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, the name still fits, I think. I am certainly Reformed, which means that I hold to a certain theology that believe that God is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sovereign&lt;/span&gt; over all of life including how people are saved. I am charismatic in the sense that I believe the Holy Spirit works today. I don't believe in speaking in tongues. However, I believe the Holy Spirit is active in ways that would make some of my denomination (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PCA&lt;/span&gt;) uncomfortable to talk about. And finally, the pope. Well, I love church history and I believe that we have 2000 years of church history, not just since the Reformation. I will expand on all of this more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713402266535574709-4400807379841237077?l=refcharpope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/feeds/4400807379841237077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6713402266535574709&amp;postID=4400807379841237077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/4400807379841237077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713402266535574709/posts/default/4400807379841237077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://refcharpope.blogspot.com/2007/03/welcome-to-reformed-charismatic-pope.html' title='Welcome to Reformed Charismatic Pope'/><author><name>Reformed Charismatic Pope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216398496939435730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
