<?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-1861079599352770521</id><updated>2011-07-13T20:09:27.825-05:00</updated><category term='relevance'/><category term='federal vistion'/><category term='pirates'/><category term='Manton'/><category term='finance'/><category term='spurgeon'/><category term='flavel'/><category term='fear not'/><category term='heaven'/><category term='tobacco'/><category term='quote'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='theology'/><category term='keller'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='bullinger'/><category term='atonement'/><category term='contentment'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='idolatry'/><category term='Church Fathers'/><category term='providence'/><category term='Vos'/><category term='dispensationalism'/><category term='maclaren'/><category term='Luther'/><category term='Erskine'/><category term='reagan'/><category term='ecclesiology'/><category term='edwards'/><category term='Watson'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='humor'/><category term='Sibbes'/><category term='RW Glen'/><category term='personal'/><category term='zwingli'/><category term='politics'/><category term='Nagel'/><category term='athanasius'/><category term='amillennialism'/><category term='ridley'/><category term='music'/><category term='fasting'/><category term='Horton'/><category term='Scripture'/><category term='advent'/><category term='St Ephraim'/><category term='calvin'/><category term='obama'/><category term='economics'/><category term='redemption'/><category term='waiting on the Lord'/><category term='meikel'/><category term='history'/><category term='Burroughs'/><category term='sabbath'/><category term='law and Gospel'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>Simul Justus et Peccator</title><subtitle type='html'>I am the chief of sinners &lt;br&gt; 
Yet I am somehow saved.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-8163742279012170928</id><published>2011-05-24T15:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T15:19:52.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>I kind of like this quote from The Eagle Has Landed by Jack Higgins. Makes me think of how our work can become our idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think you do [know your efforts don't matter]. This game you play. Trumpets on the wind, the tricolor fluttering bravely in the grey morning. Up the Republic. Remember Easter nineteen-sixteen. But tell me this, my friend. In the end, do you control the game or does the game possess you? Can you stop, if you want, or must it always be the same? Trenchcoats and Thompson guns, my life for Ireland until the day you lie in the gutter with a bullet in your back?" -Steiner to Devlin. pg 341.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-8163742279012170928?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/8163742279012170928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=8163742279012170928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8163742279012170928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8163742279012170928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2011/05/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4007535923605771410</id><published>2011-05-12T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T15:38:36.095-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Hayes Carll</title><content type='html'>I've become a fan of Hayes Carll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ElnaO3WQkZc" frameborder="0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KMAG-YOYO stands for "Kiss My Ass, Guys. You're on your own."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4007535923605771410?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4007535923605771410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4007535923605771410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4007535923605771410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4007535923605771410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2011/05/hayes-carll.html' title='Hayes Carll'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ElnaO3WQkZc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4844580493302955003</id><published>2011-05-10T13:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T13:25:35.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Econometrics Song</title><content type='html'>Sheer &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/a6UdgzWpjD4"&gt;brillance&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best is the part about making t-stats higher. . . . I mean, we're scientific.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4844580493302955003?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4844580493302955003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4844580493302955003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4844580493302955003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4844580493302955003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2011/05/econometrics-song.html' title='Econometrics Song'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4804225160316993479</id><published>2011-05-10T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T11:32:27.989-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nagel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Salvation is of Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: black"&gt;When salvation is only Christ's doing, nothing of mine, His &lt;i&gt;proprium&lt;/i&gt;, it is outside of me - &lt;i&gt;extra nos&lt;/i&gt;. The salvation is altogether His and is as sure as He is sure! To the extent you insert a reference to yourself you lose the certainty and rob Him of His honor. -- Dr. Norman Nagel, notes on Systems II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4804225160316993479?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4804225160316993479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4804225160316993479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4804225160316993479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4804225160316993479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2011/05/salvation-is-of-christ.html' title='Salvation is of Christ'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-6072034190866263127</id><published>2011-05-05T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T15:27:18.459-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The Law of God is good and wise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;The law of God is good and wise,&lt;br /&gt;And sets His will before our eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Shows us the way of righteousness,&lt;br /&gt;And dooms to death when we transgress.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Its light of holiness imparts&lt;br /&gt;The knowledge of our sinful hearts,&lt;br /&gt;That we may see our lost estate&lt;br /&gt;And seek deliverance ere too late.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;To those who help in Christ have found&lt;br /&gt;And would in works of love abound&lt;br /&gt;It shows what deeds are His delight&lt;br /&gt;And should be done as good and right.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;When men the offered help disdain&lt;br /&gt;And willfully in sin remain,&lt;br /&gt;Its terror in their ear resounds&lt;br /&gt;And keeps their wickedness in bounds.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;The law is good, but since the fall&lt;br /&gt;Its holiness condemns us all;&lt;br /&gt;It dooms us for our sin to die&lt;br /&gt;And has no power to justify.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;To Jesus we for refuge flee,&lt;br /&gt;Who from the curse has set us free,&lt;br /&gt;And humbly worship at His throne,&lt;br /&gt;Saved by His grace through faith alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;-by Matthias Loy, Lutheran pastor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-6072034190866263127?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/6072034190866263127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=6072034190866263127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6072034190866263127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6072034190866263127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2011/05/law-of-god-is-good-and-wise.html' title='The Law of God is good and wise'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-535540785729901060</id><published>2010-08-24T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T14:45:48.804-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><title type='text'>FASB Comment Letters on MTM</title><content type='html'>My workmate Anne said she saw &lt;a href="http://goingconcern.com/2010/08/the-two-best-comment-letters-written-to-the-fasb-youll-ever-read/#more-16568"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;and thought of me. Apparently I'm known for briefly speaking my mind without any crap or puffery. Dunno where she got this idea ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-535540785729901060?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/535540785729901060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=535540785729901060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/535540785729901060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/535540785729901060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/fasb-comment-letters-on-mtm.html' title='FASB Comment Letters on MTM'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4574862298872184263</id><published>2010-08-24T10:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T10:18:26.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theology'/><title type='text'>Cute Quote on the Gospel</title><content type='html'>This is a bit old. I was reading the Hamersma's blog about their children Meredith and Lucas and came across this quote. It warms my heart to see young, covenant children gain an understanding in the Gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, Meredith has been enjoying her children's Bible (The  Jesus Storybook Bible - by far the best I've ever seen). The other day she came  over to me and announced: "The Story of the Bible". I asked her what that story  is. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Jesus died on the cross. He said 'ouch ouch!'. Then he camed alive again. He was happy."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4574862298872184263?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4574862298872184263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4574862298872184263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4574862298872184263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4574862298872184263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/cute-quote-on-gospel.html' title='Cute Quote on the Gospel'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4089259516612166080</id><published>2010-08-22T18:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:31:12.122-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Stockpile</title><content type='html'>It that time of the year. I need to start rotating my stockpile of food into my consumption and resupply my stockpile. I realize I'm going to need to start storing more lipids like olive oil and probably something other than rice and beans. The first question is: what else? The Mormons have a good website for measuring out a year's supply for food but I'm not sure I really know what to do with thirty of forty pounds of flour and dry grain. If World War III is happening I doubt I'll have time to learn how to cook. The second question is: how do I turn pinto beans and brown rice into something I will actually enjoy eating? If I don't like it, I'm going to make it, not eat it, and go to McDonalds of China King Buffet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4089259516612166080?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4089259516612166080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4089259516612166080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4089259516612166080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4089259516612166080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/stockpile.html' title='Stockpile'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-2773778012924284898</id><published>2010-08-22T15:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T15:18:34.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horton'/><title type='text'>Horton: Righteous Sinners</title><content type='html'>Following my last post, I'd like to share another quote from Horton's &lt;em&gt;Putting Amazing back into Grace&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;According to Scripture, there is one act of faith which unites us with  Christ, and, once we are united with Him by this one act of faith,  both justification (a once-and-for-all declaration of righteousness)  and sanctification (a gradual, slow, and painful process of growing  in righteousness) becomes ours in Christ. All at once, we are  justified, but only in gradual progress are we sanctified.  Nevertheless, both the declaration and the process are given through  the same condition of faith alone in Christ alone (Rom. 8:30; 1 Cor.  1:30; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eph&lt;/span&gt;. 2:8-10).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This speaks to Horton's prior quote (which is actually later in the book but I quoted in my previous post) about altar calls and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rededication&lt;/span&gt;. I know so many burnt out Christians who are trying to discipline themselves into perfection. They yearn for an easy life of repose and recreation but deny themselves joys in life in the name of spiritual discipline. Little do they know, this effort is sinful and wretched. Their sanctification does not come by effort but by grace. These people seek sanctification in the strangest of places-- by giving up secular music or TV, by forgoing Godly blessings in relationships, by being afriad of decisions, by seeking vocations in the ministry or in what they think to be ministries instead of getting real jobs. Beloved, if you are in Christ, you have sanctification. You cannot work for it nor can you impede it. Picture the ocean tide. It rolls in and out without any of your effort. This is grace. God justifies and then He sanctifies. Not by our will, but by His will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-2773778012924284898?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/2773778012924284898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=2773778012924284898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2773778012924284898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2773778012924284898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/horton-righteous-sinners.html' title='Horton: Righteous Sinners'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-81462148457848474</id><published>2010-08-21T11:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T11:27:17.087-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecclesiology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horton'/><title type='text'>Horton on Altar Calls and Rededication</title><content type='html'>Last night I couldn't sleep. I'd finished all my novels and Warriors for God so I turned to "Putting Amazing Back into Grace" by Michael Horton. I found several of his comments quite insightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"'The altar call?,' I responded. 'We were supposed to have gotten rid of altars  in the Reformation, substituting the Lord's Table, since Christ was crucified  once and for all at Calvary!' . . . &lt;strong&gt;Rededication became for many,  including myself, the equivalent of the Mass, sacrificing Christ again and again, hoping each time that I now had the amount of grace I needed to make  it.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. .Then too, one can almost wonder whether the Roman  Catholic 'altar call' is at least more biblical. After all, it grew out of the  scriptural sacrament of Holy Communion, whereas, our altar call is little more than a century old."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The altar call has become common place in evangelical churches. Typically, at the end of a service, the Pastor will ask if anyone wants Christ and, if so, to pray and prayer and come forward. To begin, Horton makes a very valid point. Christians don't have altars anymore. We no longer require a sacrifice, for we have Christ. The nomenclature is almost heretical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, one must wonder what the altar call signifies. It is not found in Scripture. Never the less, evangelicals rely on this as a means of grace. Need saving faith? Come forward. Need more grace to cover your rowdy Saturday night? Come forward. The idea of finding grace outside of where Christ has promised it to be found is little more than Catholicism. They admit to having seven sacraments, I wonder if Baptists realize they have invented a third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians speak of being born again but then also undergoing a second experience where "it really became personal" or "then I started to take it seriously." These second experiences usually happen at a rededication ceremony- at a summer camp, at a youth group retreat.  The little Baptist admits to leading a life of sin but seeks more grace and favor from God to turn from this life. The poor Dispie needs extra grace-- more grace than he or she already has. Interestingly enough, the Bible does not speak to Christians requiring additional grace. Christ is sufficient. All sins-- past, present, future-- are covered by His blood. We don't need a rededication. We already have Christ! The rededication ceremony implies Christ is somehow lacking. By running to the altar, one essentially attempts to sacrifice Christ again, to squeeze a little extra forgiveness out of Him. This, once again, is almost heresy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible does speak to a ceremony where grace is provided to the believer: Communion. Oddly enough, the churches that emphasize rededication almost always use it as a substitute for a weekly communion service. There is often time for emotionalism and man-made trickery, but rarely is there time for what the Bible commadns. It is at the Lord's Table where we find a fountain of grace, predestined as a means to ensure confidence that we are fully forgiven. The message of the Lord's Table is all those rowdy things we did on Saturday night, all the sins we commit, are ALREADY forgiven. We passive receive it as the officer of the church hand out the bread and wine. This message is fundamentally different from the rededication or the altar call. They speak "Do something and receive grace." The Table speaks "I already have forgiven you, Beloved. See my broken body and flowing blood. Sit back and rest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in Christ, your are a new creation. Your sins are forgiven. Pleading with God is not necessary. Do not run to the altar, run to Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-81462148457848474?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/81462148457848474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=81462148457848474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/81462148457848474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/81462148457848474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/horton-on-altar-calls-and-rededication.html' title='Horton on Altar Calls and Rededication'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-2536140030118709621</id><published>2010-08-20T23:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:50:40.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kings of Camouflage: Cuttlefish</title><content type='html'>I still like shows about animals. I haven't matured much since pre-school. &lt;a href="http://video.pbs.org/video/1150618835"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;'s a VERY good Nova documentary on the cuttlefish. It is now my favorite cephalopod.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-2536140030118709621?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/2536140030118709621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=2536140030118709621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2536140030118709621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2536140030118709621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/kings-of-camouflage-cuttlefish.html' title='Kings of Camouflage: Cuttlefish'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4956251603691609743</id><published>2010-08-18T10:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:57:19.429-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Office Hours: Protestant Orthodoxy</title><content type='html'>There is a very good podcast episode at Office Hours, which is produced by Westminster Seminary California, entitled "&lt;a href="http://heidelblog.wordpress.com/2010/08/17/office-hours-martin-klauber-on-protestant-orthodoxy-in-the-classical-period/"&gt;Protestant Orthodoxy in the Classical Period&lt;/a&gt;" by Martin Klauber. I suggest it to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protestant Orthodoxy is roughly defined as the second generation of Protestant theologians. After Calvin was called to Geneva, he had to teach the children as well as the adults in what the Reformed preach. In the second generation, Calvin was no more. Thus, the Protestants had to create a seminary to teach and train pastors. It is here that Protestant Orthodoxy began, where scholastics began to organize and teach theology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4956251603691609743?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4956251603691609743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4956251603691609743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4956251603691609743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4956251603691609743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/office-hours-protestant-orthodoxy.html' title='Office Hours: Protestant Orthodoxy'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-1247660824617576235</id><published>2010-08-14T13:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T13:19:55.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This morning I was pleasantly surprised to find a package in my mailbox at work. I hadn't ordered a book from Amazon and pondered it must be some sort of textbook from a professor as I brewed my coffee. When I sat down in my office, I opened the package to find Warriors of God by James Reston, Jr. This was perplexing as no professor would mail me such a book unrelated to my research. It was then I read the enclosed note. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mike- congrats on passing the [&lt;/em&gt;comps&lt;em&gt;] exam! Please accept this gift as a token of our friendship. It's a very enjoyable read! Best, Irfan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505331523027843570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TGbd2gjVufI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hJsj4d-YeLI/s320/warrior+of+God.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irfan and I have grown quite close during our stay at A&amp;amp;M. I doubt many could even understand why an orthodox Protestant and a conservative Muslim would have so much in common. My heart was warmed by this kind and thoughtful gesture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited to read this book. It's about the Third Crusade and narrates the lives of Saladin, a Muslim warrior who united Egypt and Syria and re-conquered Jerusalem, and Richard the Lionheart, King of England. I hope this book will help me understand the corrupt history of the Roman "Church" as well as gain insight into why Muslims across the globe hate the West. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very frightened by the modern Dispensationalists (Baptist and their less literate Pentecostal brethren) giving Israel carte blanche in the Middle East. The Dispie-Baptists seem hell-bent on creating God's Kingdom on Earth by military and economic might. Don't get me wrong, Israel is a free nation who has a right to defend herself. My concern is when this right to self-determination and self-defense is motivated by a belief God supports one side over the other. Either way, I am excited to begin this new book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-1247660824617576235?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/1247660824617576235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=1247660824617576235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1247660824617576235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1247660824617576235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-morning-i-was-pleasantly-surprised.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TGbd2gjVufI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hJsj4d-YeLI/s72-c/warrior+of+God.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-901718345965041012</id><published>2010-08-07T13:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T13:25:04.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blarney Pilgrims - James Connolly</title><content type='html'>I like listening to Irish folk music while at the office against my will. I loathe Marxism but when mingled with Irishmen, it produces a catchy tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lf7BGHHYV74&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lf7BGHHYV74&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/1861079599352770521-901718345965041012?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/901718345965041012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=901718345965041012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/901718345965041012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/901718345965041012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/blarney-pilgrims-james-connolly.html' title='The Blarney Pilgrims - James Connolly'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-3935642394713003613</id><published>2010-08-07T13:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T13:12:31.882-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Elizabeth meets the family</title><content type='html'>Joany and Bobby brought Elizabeth Rose to meet the Reeves family in Wichita. I can't wait to meet her :) But here is Grandma meeting her great-grandbaby and Aunt Kathy meeting her new great-niece.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502732290559688114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TF2h3RDhvbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Zjj17T64Rwk/s400/grandma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502732366457110898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TF2h7ry4gXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kdKafDl9mQE/s400/aunt+kathy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-3935642394713003613?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/3935642394713003613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=3935642394713003613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3935642394713003613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3935642394713003613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/elizabeth-meets-family.html' title='Elizabeth meets the family'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TF2h3RDhvbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Zjj17T64Rwk/s72-c/grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-5625308465069070123</id><published>2010-08-07T12:44:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:47:07.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>The Planes of Pearl Harbor</title><content type='html'>Last night I finished Days of Infamy by Newt Gingrich and William Forstchen. It was an amazing novel and I recommend it to anyone who loves history. I thought I'd post some picture of the planes that are discussed in the book, mostly because I keep telling my Dad about them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Grumman F-4 Wildcat was the primary fighter used by the US. The Japense surprised the US with their new Mitsubishi Zero, which was faster and more maneveurable than the Wildcat. Fighters engage other planes. For example, when the USS Enterprise is under attack by dive bombers and torpedo bombers, Wildcats were launched to blunt the attack. Attacking forces will include fighters in their forces to protect their bombers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502726097039754562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TF2cOwZThUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1ebR3l7yRzg/s400/grumman-f4f-wildcat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502726319556606690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TF2cbtVdOuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kyyjxzZKP5s/s400/zero.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dive Bombers' purpose is to attack enemy ships above the waterline. During this time period, dive bombers would be famous for their near verticle descent in order to accurately place the bomb. The US used the SBD Dauntless whereas the Japs used the Aichi Val.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502728065759866722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TF2eBWcwb2I/AAAAAAAAAGw/L46ad1EeKPQ/s400/sbd_douglas_dauntless.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502728224507530658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TF2eKl1JjaI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uAa6V545CqM/s400/val.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Torpedo Bombers attack enemy ships below the waterline. The common tactic around Pearl Harbor would be for torpedo bombers to fly very low, often only five to ten feet above the ocean. This would allow them to be level when launching the torpedos. Obviously, this opens bombers up to attack from above. They were often considered sitting targets for enemy fights. The US employed the TBD Devastor; while the Japs, the Nakajima Kate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502729213562645682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TF2fEKWQ7LI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Z-cpdHQrNYY/s400/tbddevastor.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502729569409322994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TF2fY3-uT_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/mF1Tk2HB2mY/s400/kate+torpedo+bomber.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'll be posting updates as technologies progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-5625308465069070123?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/5625308465069070123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=5625308465069070123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/5625308465069070123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/5625308465069070123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/planes-of-pearl-harbor.html' title='The Planes of Pearl Harbor'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TF2cOwZThUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1ebR3l7yRzg/s72-c/grumman-f4f-wildcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-576135487676589202</id><published>2010-08-05T08:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T08:11:00.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>The Clancy Brothers - The Easter Rising 1916</title><content type='html'>I always liked this story told to song. I'm Irish by heritage (but not an Irish-American as there is no such thing as a hyphenated American). I have a lot of free time while running, SAS, if you couldn't tell. It tells the story the struggle for freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHsmkpWi20I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHsmkpWi20I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/1861079599352770521-576135487676589202?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/576135487676589202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=576135487676589202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/576135487676589202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/576135487676589202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/clancy-brothers-easter-rising-1916.html' title='The Clancy Brothers - The Easter Rising 1916'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4403418922843220303</id><published>2010-08-04T17:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T17:14:52.353-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>A gay rules on gay marriage. The results aren't surprising.</title><content type='html'>I'm sure everyone is aware of my feelings on gay marriage. Those aside, it's a bit strange that &lt;a href="http://articles.sfgate.com/2010-02-07/bay-area/17848482_1_same-sex-marriage-sexual-orientation-judge-walker"&gt;Judge Walker &lt;/a&gt;did not recuse himself from a case in which he has a vested interest. By strange, I mean "unjust."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4403418922843220303?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4403418922843220303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4403418922843220303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4403418922843220303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4403418922843220303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/gay-rules-on-gay-marriage-results-arent.html' title='A gay rules on gay marriage. The results aren&apos;t surprising.'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-363145201477623070</id><published>2010-08-03T18:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T18:44:24.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>More Balkans</title><content type='html'>An animated map of the Balkans (you have to click on it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c4/Balkans_Animation_1800-2006.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501332594937032258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TFio2Qh_7kI/AAAAAAAAAGY/bvS6hp0ZbxY/s400/Balkans_Animation_1800-2006.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-363145201477623070?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/363145201477623070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=363145201477623070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/363145201477623070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/363145201477623070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-balkans.html' title='More Balkans'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TFio2Qh_7kI/AAAAAAAAAGY/bvS6hp0ZbxY/s72-c/Balkans_Animation_1800-2006.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-1477748427865509382</id><published>2010-08-03T18:25:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T18:39:27.307-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Thought of European Geography</title><content type='html'>I found a pretty &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/shared/spl/hi/europe/02/euro_borders/html/1.stm"&gt;entertaining animated map&lt;/a&gt; of European political geography from the BBC. It's been entertaining me whilst I am a good grad student and babysit my SAS code. I think it's very interesting how the borders of the Balkans evolve over time and lead to World War I. See the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_Balkan_War"&gt;First Balkan War &lt;/a&gt;and the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_Balkan_War"&gt;Second Balkan War&lt;/a&gt;. To go back even further though, one should think about the overturned Treaty of San Stefano. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501331618152550034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TFin9ZubjpI/AAAAAAAAAGI/BfpeqCu7exU/s400/sanstefano.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above picture is from a masterfully done historical atlas at &lt;a href="http://www.zum.de/whkmla/histatlas/haindex.html"&gt;WHKLMA&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-1477748427865509382?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/1477748427865509382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=1477748427865509382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1477748427865509382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1477748427865509382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/thought-of-european-geography.html' title='Thought of European Geography'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TFin9ZubjpI/AAAAAAAAAGI/BfpeqCu7exU/s72-c/sanstefano.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-6186365129003356643</id><published>2010-08-03T10:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T10:38:19.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St Ephraim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church Fathers'/><title type='text'>St. Ephraim the Syrian</title><content type='html'>Found this wonderful prayer on Weedon's Blog. Thought I'd pass it along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woe is me, O Lord! Thy grace draws me toward life, but I instead prefer death. Thou takest pains that I might become as honorable as the angels; but I, in my depravity, debase myself. My sins have multiplied, O Lord, and ceaselessly do they multiply, and there is no limit to their multitude. And who will mourn for me or pray for me? Do Thou, O my Savior, Thyself condescend to have mercy on me through Thy grace and regard me who despair with compassion! -- St. Ephraim the Syrian, A Spiritual Psalter #54&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-6186365129003356643?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/6186365129003356643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=6186365129003356643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6186365129003356643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6186365129003356643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/08/st-ephraim-syrian.html' title='St. Ephraim the Syrian'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-7642226572091191596</id><published>2010-07-27T15:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:21:24.233-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Econ Rap</title><content type='html'>I shared this with my friend Bret, today. I saw it a while ago but didn't post it. It's got a good beat and is extremely accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d0nERTFo-Sk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d0nERTFo-Sk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/1861079599352770521-7642226572091191596?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/7642226572091191596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=7642226572091191596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7642226572091191596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7642226572091191596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/07/econ-rap.html' title='Econ Rap'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4165200524702471872</id><published>2010-07-27T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T14:50:22.428-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>MADE COMPS MY BITCH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #1f497d"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Yes, that and that curve allowed you to pass.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #1f497d"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;From:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt; xxx, Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sent:&lt;/b&gt; Tuesday, July 27, 2010 2:40 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt; xxx, Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt; RE: comprehensive written exams&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #1f497d"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So I guess you gave me a lot of points for spelling my name correctly, Huh?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #1f497d"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;From:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt; xxx, Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sent:&lt;/b&gt; Tuesday, July 27, 2010 2:37 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt; xxx, Michael; xxx, Harrison; xxx, Bradley; xxx, Kathleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cc:&lt;/b&gt; Shaub, Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt; comprehensive written exams&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Howdy, All:  Congratulations: &lt;strong&gt; You have all unconditionally passed the written exams&lt;/strong&gt;.  Whoop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4165200524702471872?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4165200524702471872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4165200524702471872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4165200524702471872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4165200524702471872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/07/made-comps-my-bitch.html' title='MADE COMPS MY BITCH!!'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-8737079739301219409</id><published>2010-07-27T11:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T11:02:26.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PCUSA vs PCA</title><content type='html'>Our recent General Assembly discussed the Strategic Plan and women "deaconess" positions. The PCUSA apparently had weightier matters to discuss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R4pr_E5Nbuc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R4pr_E5Nbuc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could tag this as humor but it's really more of a tragedy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-8737079739301219409?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/8737079739301219409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=8737079739301219409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8737079739301219409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8737079739301219409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/07/pcusa-vs-pca.html' title='PCUSA vs PCA'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-2118335217265200435</id><published>2010-07-24T13:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T13:30:12.646-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>What School Should be like</title><content type='html'>School should be like this. We'd produce competent, productive males who respect women and love America. Instead we produce gays and liberal arts majors. By 18, they would have jobs and families instead of excessive debt and boy-band mentalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TFNeBRc7W7s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TFNeBRc7W7s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/1861079599352770521-2118335217265200435?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/2118335217265200435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=2118335217265200435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2118335217265200435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2118335217265200435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-school-should-be-like.html' title='What School Should be like'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-3841026443295314850</id><published>2010-07-16T11:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:54:57.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Birthday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Today I am a quarter century old. I never fully thought I would make it this long. My dad grew up thinking he would be dead by his 21st birthday due to Soviet invasion. I always expect the worst. There is eminent threat of stagflation, radical &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Isalmic&lt;/span&gt; terrorists, and Marxist China intent on our destruction. Nevertheless, by God's grace, I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have much to thank God for on this 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday:&lt;br /&gt;1) I was raised by wonderful parents. My mother gave up her career to raise my sister and I. My father worked long hours so he could provide for our family. He started saving for my future before I was even conceived. My sister has always looked out for me. She is a blessing of a Big Sis. Every hard time I have had, she has been there with comfort and advice. She has found Jay, whose self-sacrifice and devotion is worthy of her.&lt;br /&gt;2) I have a wonderful extended family. My cousin Brian is like a brother to me. I was always the nerdy kid while growing up and at times lacked close friends. Despite his being an all star High School Football player and later a Marine, he always treated me with love and respect. I had a Grandfather who never met a man he did not like. I had a Grandmother who delighted in her grandchildren and filled us with baked goods and Christmas visits. I have a Grandmother now who writes me monthly and smiles on all my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;endeavours&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3) I have God's grace. I don't know why he chose to call such a stubborn and unbelieving person to Himself. It is a mystery why He would put His love upon me. He used the Catholic Church to bring about a depression and angst over my sin. He used my lonesomeness to reveal His covenant faithfulness to me. He called me through Scripture and lead to Himself.&lt;br /&gt;4) After many years of struggling, I have found a wonderful church in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PCA&lt;/span&gt;. God has brought me through a watered-down works-based evangelicalism to a Godly faith. I have found tremendous comfort in the beauty of the Reformed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;redtemptive&lt;/span&gt; historical approach to Scripture. God has been planning the salvation of His people, of which I am one, since before the dawn of time.&lt;br /&gt;5) I have several families which have taken me under their wings. I have learned what it is to love a wife and die to yourself through the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hamersmas&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Toveys&lt;/span&gt;, the Stevens. Here in Texas I have my Godly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;officemate&lt;/span&gt; Brad and his family.&lt;br /&gt;5) I have several close brothers in Christ who contribute to my sanctification. Ming, T-Rea, Nick Jones, Paul Snow, Bounds, and Peter. I am indebted to their love towards me. They are always a phone call away. I would take a bullet for them without hestitation.&lt;br /&gt;6) I have an abundance of liquidity and resources. I have never gone without and have saved a significant amount of money for the future (hopefully for a family). Every time I have sought a job, I have gotten numerous offers. When I dropped resumes for my first job, I got three replies in under an hour and over ten within the day.  I have more than any &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mayberry&lt;/span&gt; has ever had. This is because of God's grace working through the instruction of my father and through Providential organization of economic events.&lt;br /&gt;7) I have a future which is probable. I am on my way to a PhD, which will one day provide stability and prosperity for a wife and a family. I have worried and doubted yet I stand shoulders above my family's wildest expectations. Tenure and compensation are more than my Dad or Grandfather could ever hope. Nevertheless, it is within my reach.&lt;br /&gt;8) I have a future which is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt;. I have Christ and His Wedding Supper to look forward to. My Beloved will one day stand before me face-to-face. I will know no other yearning but a yearning for Him.&lt;br /&gt;9) I have moved to a new state but have found family here. I had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;RUF&lt;/span&gt; and now the Navigators. I have the Wilde Family, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lawsons&lt;/span&gt;, Dave Jones, Victor, etc.&lt;br /&gt;10) I am a lucky man. But I don't believe in luck (Han Solo). I believe in Providence and God's unmerited favor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-3841026443295314850?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/3841026443295314850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=3841026443295314850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3841026443295314850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3841026443295314850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/07/birthday-thoughts.html' title='Birthday Thoughts'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-703998191104628272</id><published>2010-07-14T13:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T13:43:01.310-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Another baby!</title><content type='html'>My officemate, Brad, had his boy John Lawson at 12:45 pm today. He weighed in at 7 lbs. 1 oz. and was 19.5 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats, Brad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-703998191104628272?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/703998191104628272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=703998191104628272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/703998191104628272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/703998191104628272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-baby.html' title='Another baby!'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4761752229727362720</id><published>2010-07-14T11:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:06:35.372-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spurgeon'/><title type='text'>Spurgeon: Unhewn stones</title><content type='html'>"If thou lift up thy tool upon it, thou hast polluted it."—Exodus 20:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's altar was to be built of unhewn stones, that no trace of human skill or labour might be seen upon it. Human wisdom delights to trim and arrange the doctrines of the cross into a system more artificial and more congenial with the depraved tastes of fallen nature; instead, however, of improving the gospel carnal wisdom pollutes it, until it becomes another gospel, and not the truth of God at all. All alterations and amendments of the Lord's own Word are defilements and pollutions. &lt;strong&gt;The proud heart of man is very anxious to have a hand in the justification of the soul before God; preparations for Christ are dreamed of, humblings and repentings are trusted in, good works are cried up, natural ability is much vaunted&lt;/strong&gt;, and by all means the attempt is made to lift up human tools upon the divine altar. It were well if sinners would remember that so far from perfecting the Saviour's work,&lt;strong&gt; their carnal confidences only pollute and dishonour it.&lt;/strong&gt; The Lord alone must be exalted in the work of atonement, and not a single mark of man's chisel or hammer will be endured. There is an inherent blasphemy in seeking to add to what Christ Jesus in His dying moments declared to be finished, or to improve that in which the Lord Jehovah finds perfect satisfaction. Trembling sinner, away with thy tools, and fall upon thy knees in humble supplication; and accept the Lord Jesus to be the altar of thine atonement, and rest in Him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-no-proof: yes"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = v ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:vml" /&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" stroked="f" filled="f" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t"&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:path gradientshapeok="t" extrusionok="f" connecttype="rect"&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:lock aspectratio="t" ext="edit"&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape style="WIDTH: 22.5pt; HEIGHT: 0.75pt; VISIBILITY: visible; mso-wrap-style: square" id="Picture_x0020_1" alt="http://www.spurgeon.org/images/indent.gif" type="#_x0000_t75" spid="_x0000_i1025"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata title="indent" src="file:///C:\Users\MMAYBE~1\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image001.gif"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Many professors may take warning from this morning's text as to the doctrines which they believe. There is among Christians far too much inclination to square and reconcile the truths of revelation; this is a form of irreverence and unbelief, let us strive against it, and receive truth as we find it; rejoicing that the doctrines of the Word are unhewn stones, and so are all the more fit to build an altar for the Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4761752229727362720?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4761752229727362720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4761752229727362720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4761752229727362720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4761752229727362720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/07/spurgeon-unhewn-stones.html' title='Spurgeon: Unhewn stones'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-3616120753490645714</id><published>2010-07-04T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T11:13:40.128-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Happy Fourth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Dearest Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Today is the day we remember our nation's great struggle for liberty. It is my hope that all of you thoroughly enjoy it by living in the freedom purchased by previous generation's courage and blood. However, as all of you know, I cannot celebrate any event, however small, without referring back to Calvinism. I share with you a passage from the very first Reformed text I ever read: The Reformed Doctrine of Predestination by Loraine Boettner. Many of you whom I have known for a while have already read this. I hope remembering it again will rekindle your love for our Church. Those who have yet to read it, I hope you learn how the Presbyterians and their Reformed comrades were instrumental in starting and winning the American Revolution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;SDG,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Michael Mxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Calvinism in America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;When we come to study the influence of Calvinism as a political force in the history of the United States we come to one of the brightest pages of all Calvinistic history. Calvinism came to America in the Mayflower, and Bancroft, the greatest of American historians, pronounces the Pilgrim Fathers "Calvinists in their faith according to the straightest system." . . . It is estimated that of the 3,000,000 Americans at the time of the American Revolution, 900,000 were of Scotch or Scotch-Irish origin, 600,000 were Puritan English, and 400,000 were German or Dutch Reformed. In addition to this the Episcopalians had a Calvinistic confession in their Thirty-nine Articles; and many French Huguenots also had come to this western world. Thus we see that about two-thirds of the colonial population had been trained in the school of Calvin. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;. . .With this background we shall not be surprised to find that the Presbyterians took a very prominent part in the American Revolution. Our own historian Bancroft says: "The Revolution of 1776, so far as it was affected by religion, was a Presbyterian measure. It was the natural outgrowth of the principles which the Presbyterianism of the Old World planted in her sons, the English Puritans, the Scotch Covenanters, the French Huguenots, the Dutch Calvinists, and the Presbyterians of Ulster." So intense, universal, and aggressive were the Presbyterians in their zeal for liberty that the war was spoken of in England as "The Presbyterian Rebellion." An ardent colonial supporter of King George III wrote home: "I fix all the blame for these extraordinary proceedings upon the Presbyterians. They have been the chief and principal instruments in all these flaming measures. They always do and ever will act against government from that restless and turbulent anti-monarchial spirit which has always distinguished them everywhere." When the news of "these extraordinary proceedings" reached England, Prime Minister Horace Walpole said in Parliament, "Cousin America has run off with a Presbyterian parson" (John Witherspoon, president of Princeton, signer of Declaration of Independence).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;History is eloquent in declaring that American democracy was born of Christianity and that that Christianity was Calvinism. The great Revolutionary conflict which resulted in the formation of the American nation, was carried out mainly by Calvinists, many of whom had been trained in the rigidly Presbyterian College at Princeton, and this nation is their gift to all liberty loving people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;J. R. Sizoo tells us: "When Cornwallis was driven back to ultimate retreat and surrender at Yorktown, all of the colonels of the Colonial Army but one were Presbyterian elders. More than one-half of all the soldiers and officers of the American Army during the Revolution were Presbyterians." . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;. . . Says Motley: "In England the seeds of liberty, wrapped up in Calvinism and hoarded through many trying years, were at last destined to float over land and sea, and to bear the largest harvests of temperate freedom for great commonwealths that were still unborn. "The Calvinists founded the commonwealths of England, of Holland, and America." And again, "To Calvinists more than to any other class of men, the political liberties of England, Holland and America are due." . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;. . .In his book, "The Creed of Presbyterians," E. W. Smith asks concerning the American colonists, "Where learned they those immortal principles of the rights of man, of human liberty, equality and self-government, on which they based their Republic, and which form today the distinctive glory of our American civilization ? In the school of Calvin they learned them. There the modern world learned them. So history teaches," (p. 121).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-3616120753490645714?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/3616120753490645714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=3616120753490645714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3616120753490645714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3616120753490645714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-fourth.html' title='Happy 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-3548106406561562479</id><published>2010-06-29T03:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T03:34:00.339-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RW Glen'/><title type='text'>Forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors</title><content type='html'>Bit sleep deprived so forgive me (haha, pun) if this is less formal and more wandering than my typical posts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RW Glen is a favorite pastor of mine. Sure, he's not PCA but nobody is perfect :-)&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I listened to &lt;a href="http://www.solidfoodmedia.com/messages/listen.php?id=bf882c7f4680c09fab288590e7ebaf75b874deec"&gt;one of his sermons on forgiveness&lt;/a&gt; back in March. It was one of those sermons that keeps kicking around your head. I really don't like it because it confronts my sins and makes me want to forgive people I don't want to forgive people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Glen correctly states that Lord's Prayer should be rendered 'Forgive us our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;debts&lt;/span&gt; as we forgive our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;debtors&lt;/span&gt;.' The PCA has had this right for some time, but I realize many have learned it with different words as I did. Basically, his point is that forgiveness is like a debt. This debt image is useful in understanding what forgiveness entails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one forgive people? I must realize that I am a debtor to God. As the parable in Matthew 18 says, I have a huge debt I can never pay off. Call it 150,000 years of an average wage. I can't pay God back but, in Christ, God no longer remembers my sins (Jer 31:34). Once I realize how indebted I am to God, I will stop caring about the buck-oh-five someone owes me. Christ absorbed the cost of my debt by paying with His precious blood (1 Peter 1:18-19). It is only when I truly gaze upon the pain and suffering of Christ's death that I can understand His love for me. He forgave me. Thus, I have to forgive other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How? The debt image is useful here. Make payments. When I feel the pain of someone else's sin, when I want to lash out or malign their name, I swallow the pain. This is making a payment. I choose to accept the sinner despite their sin against me. This debt image shows two things: First, that forgiveness is not a one time thing. Most debts are paid down by payments. Second, forgiveness hurts and it sucks. It sucks writing a check and giving up money. Nevertheless, Christ continues to forgive my manifold sins. Christ endured the pain for my debt. By grace, I will follow and obey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been blogging a lot. I tend to do that when I'm thinking. Helps to organize my thoughts / distract me when I'm at work waiting on SAS to merge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-3548106406561562479?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/3548106406561562479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=3548106406561562479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3548106406561562479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3548106406561562479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/forgive-us-our-debts-as-we-forgive-our.html' title='Forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-6247239456116184040</id><published>2010-06-28T13:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:35:22.155-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Good Day</title><content type='html'>Could today get any better?&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-V95eGgZbrU"&gt;Byrd &lt;/a&gt;is dead.&lt;br /&gt;2) SCOTUS ruled in favor of the Constitution when it comes to &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/06/28/AR2010062802134_pf.html"&gt;gun laws&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3) SCOTUS ruled in favor of the Constitution when it comes to the &lt;a href="http://thecaucus.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/06/28/in-business-case-court-rules-against-kagan/"&gt;PCAOB/SOX&lt;/a&gt;. And it's all the sweeter since Mr. Kagan lost his case.&lt;br /&gt;4) Nate and Jenee have posted more pictures of Jolie :-)&lt;br /&gt;5) My car registration went off without a hitch and I got&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Days-Infamy-Newt-Gingrich/dp/0312363516"&gt; another Gingrich book &lt;/a&gt;at the library.&lt;br /&gt;6) The radio is currently playing "Way out Here" by Josh Thompson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common grace is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-6247239456116184040?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/6247239456116184040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=6247239456116184040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6247239456116184040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6247239456116184040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/could-today-get-any-better-1-byrd-is.html' title='Good Day'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-6049173130250887367</id><published>2010-06-28T07:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T07:55:36.094-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Jolie Adelaide Stevens has arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nateandjenee.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-became-one-and-one-became-three.html"&gt;Jolie Adelaide Stevens&lt;/a&gt; was born at 11:08 pm last night.  She weighed in at 7 lbs 2 oz.. Praise God for the Stevens and for their new baby girl!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TCibA1OJHWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Icp4qzYhXjU/s1600/jolie+adelaide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TCibA1OJHWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Icp4qzYhXjU/s400/jolie+adelaide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487806584539651426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TCibHzlaTdI/AAAAAAAAAF4/g6JuYwUwOhg/s1600/jolie+adelaide+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TCibHzlaTdI/AAAAAAAAAF4/g6JuYwUwOhg/s400/jolie+adelaide+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487806704359460306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-6049173130250887367?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/6049173130250887367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=6049173130250887367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6049173130250887367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6049173130250887367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/jolie-adelaide-stevens-has-arrived.html' title='Jolie Adelaide Stevens has arrived!'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TCibA1OJHWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Icp4qzYhXjU/s72-c/jolie+adelaide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-3698063389320032747</id><published>2010-06-28T01:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T01:44:00.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meikel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><title type='text'>Meikle: The soul's enlargement in heaven</title><content type='html'>Meikle reminds me of God's Kingdom. Remind me of Revelation 21:3-4, "And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love of the Triune God will be before me. All bliss will be mine. No more sorrow. No more sin. Only Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, in fine, the soul which would be content to      shine as the least star in the sky of glory, shall, in the visions of God,      be extended to a transparent heaven, and spread into a cloudless sky, in      which all the perfections of God shall sparkle like the stars, and the      graces of the Holy Spirit, like so many planets shall roll round the sun of      righteousness, eager to approach his assimilating beams, his vivifying rays:      while God, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the sum and source of bliss,&lt;/span&gt; fixed in his love in the center of      the soul, shall spread his quickening flames to every corner of the heart.     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No more vexations, like vapors exhaled by the heat of      righteous indignation, shall fill my atmosphere with the suffocating fogs of      anguish, or fall in showers of sorrow that end in streams of briny tears.      Thunders and tempests there no more molest—where all is tranquility; no      eclipse—where all is light; no shadow—where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all is illumination&lt;/span&gt;; no      evening—where all is everlasting day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This &lt;i&gt;sky&lt;/i&gt;, spread out by the fingers of redeeming      love, this new created &lt;i&gt;heaven&lt;/i&gt;, is not only beauteous—&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but shall be      strong to stand forever&lt;/span&gt;; and then, and there, O how shall union be      strengthened, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;holiness increased&lt;/span&gt;! How shall joy heighten, wisdom grow,      knowledge ripen, communion be most free, and ecstasy and rapture swell,      fill, and overflow forevermore!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-3698063389320032747?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/3698063389320032747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=3698063389320032747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3698063389320032747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3698063389320032747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/meikle-souls-enlargement-in-heaven.html' title='Meikle: The soul&apos;s enlargement in heaven'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4817021462174275378</id><published>2010-06-27T22:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T22:20:48.212-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Bayly's Evening Prayer</title><content type='html'>I have been looking for more formal prayers to use during my evening vespers. My own prayers are too wandering and full of omissions. Someone referred me to &lt;a href="http://www.ccel.org/ccel/bayly/piety.html"&gt;The Practice of Piety: Directing a Christian how to walk, that he may please God&lt;/a&gt; by Lewis Bayly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His evening prayer is quite long, I won't even quote the entirety of it. Bayly details all of one's sinful faculties. Even one's memory is sinful, a fact I have not yet fully considered. Bayly claims the promises of Christ's blood and cries for the promised Holy Spirit. It was truly a Godly meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;O most gracious God and loving Father, who art about my bed and knowest my down-lying and my uprising, and art near unto all that call upon thee in truth and sincerity, I, wretched sinner, do beseech thee to look upon me with the eyes of thy mercy, and not to behold me as I am in myself; for then thou shalt see but an unclean and defiled creature, conceived in sin, and living in iniquity, so that I am ashamed to lift up mine eyes to heaven, knowing how grievously I have sinned against heaven and before thee; for, O Lord, I have transgressed all thy commandments and righteous laws&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, not only through negligence and infirmity, but oftentimes through wilful presumption,&lt;/span&gt; contrary to my knowledge; yea, contrary to the motions of thy Holy Spirit reclaiming me from them: so that I have wounded my conscience, and grieved thy Holy Spirit, by whom thou hast sealed me to the day of redemption. Thou hast consecrated my soul and body to be the temples of the Holy Ghost; I, wretched sinner, have defiled both with all manner of pollution and uncleanness: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my eyes&lt;/span&gt;, in taking pleasure to behold vanity; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mine ears&lt;/span&gt;, in hearing &lt;span id="iv.viii.i-Page_136"&gt;impure and unchaste speeches; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my tongue&lt;/span&gt;, in leasing and evil speaking; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my hands&lt;/span&gt; are so full of impurity, that I am ashamed to lift them up unto thee; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my feet&lt;/span&gt; have carried me after mine own ways; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my understanding and reasoning&lt;/span&gt;, which are so quick in all earthly matters, are only blind and stupid when I come to meditate or discourse of spiritual and heavenly things; m&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y memory&lt;/span&gt;, which should be the treasury of all goodness, is not so apt to remember anything, as those things which are vile and vain; yea, Lord, by woful experience I find, that naturally all the imaginations of the thoughts of my heart are only evil continually; and my sins are more in number than the hairs which grow upon mine head, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they have grown over me like a loathsome lepros&lt;/span&gt;y, that from the crown of my head to the sole of my feet, there remains no part which they have not infected; they make me seem vile in mine own eyes—how much more abominable must I then appear in thy sight! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the custom of sinning hath almost taken away the conscience of sin, and brought upon me such dulness of sense and hardness of heart,&lt;/span&gt; that thy judgments denounced against my sins by the faithful preachers of thy word, do not terrify me to return unto thee by unfeigned repentance for them; and if thou, Lord, shouldst but deal with me according to thy justice and my desert, I should utterly be confounded and condemned; but seeing that of thine infinite mercy thou hast spared me so long, and still waitest for my repentance, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I humbly beseech thee, for the sake of the bitter death and bloody passion which Jesus Christ hath suffered for me, that thou wouldst pardon and forgive me all my sins and offences, and open unto me that ever-streaming fountain of the blood of Christ,&lt;/span&gt; which thou hast promised to open under the New Testament to the penitent of the house of David; that all my sins and uncleanness may be so bathed in his blood, buried in his death, and hid in his wounds, that they may never more be seen, to shame me in this life, or to condemn me before thy judgment-seat &lt;span id="iv.viii.i-Page_137"&gt;in the world which is to come. And forasmuch, O Lord, as thou knowest that it is not in man to turn his own heart, unless thou dost first give him grace to convert; and seeing that it is as easy with thee to make me righteous and holy, as to bid me to be such, O my God, give me grace to do what thou commandest, and then command what thou wilt, and thou shalt find me willing to do thy blessed will: and to this end give me thy Holy Spirit, which thou hast promised to give, to the world’s end, to all thy elect people; and let the same Holy Spirit purge my heart, heal my corruption, sanctify my nature, and consecrate my soul and body, that they may become the temples of the Holy Ghost, to serve thee in righteousness and holiness all the days of my life; that when, by the direction and assistance of thy Holy Spirit, I shall finish my course in this short and transitory life, I may cheerfully leave this world, and resign my soul into thy fatherly hands, in the assured confidence of enjoying everlasting life with thee in thine heavenly kingdom, which thou hast prepared for thy elect saints, who love the Lord Jesus and expect his appearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span id="iv.viii.i-Page_136"&gt;&lt;span id="iv.viii.i-Page_137"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span id="iv.viii.i-Page_136"&gt;&lt;span id="iv.viii.i-Page_137"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  PS: I am on the look for a personal liturgy. Perhaps something consisting of a prayer and devotion for every morning and evening of a month/year. Lutheran, Anglican, and Reformed are all acceptable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4817021462174275378?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4817021462174275378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4817021462174275378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4817021462174275378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4817021462174275378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/baylys-evening-prayer.html' title='Bayly&apos;s Evening Prayer'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-5507840587955961809</id><published>2010-06-27T15:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T15:10:46.883-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Generation Kill Quote</title><content type='html'>My dad is a United States Marine, along with my cousin and one of my uncles. Anyhow, I read this quote on my cousin's profile and looked up the full verision. A liberal from Maryland writes the Marines who are in Iraq that war is not the answer and he does not support them. Corp. Person replies. Hiliarious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;Dear Frederick, thank you for your nice letter, but I am actually a US Marine who was born to kill whereas clearly you have mistaken me for some sort of &lt;em&gt;wine-sipping Communist dick-suck&lt;/em&gt;. And although peace probably appeals to &lt;em&gt;tree-loving bisexuals like you  and your parents&lt;/em&gt;, I happen to be a death-dealing, blood-crazed warrior who wakes  up every day just hoping for the chance to dismember my enemies and defile their  civilizations. &lt;em&gt;Peace sucks a hairy asshole, Freddy. War is the motherfucking answer&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;-&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold" lang="EN"&gt;Corporal Josh Ray Person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-5507840587955961809?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/5507840587955961809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=5507840587955961809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/5507840587955961809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/5507840587955961809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/generation-kill-quote.html' title='Generation Kill Quote'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-7482142340558017685</id><published>2010-06-27T12:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T12:35:14.954-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Nate and Jenee are having a baby!!</title><content type='html'>Jenee is in labor as I type this!! God bless the Stevens with a healthy, happy baby girl! Cover them with your kindness. Give Jenee strength, Nate patience, and the doctors skillful hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-7482142340558017685?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/7482142340558017685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=7482142340558017685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7482142340558017685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7482142340558017685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/nate-and-jenee-are-having-baby.html' title='Nate and Jenee are having a baby!!'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-7971913853304598185</id><published>2010-06-26T12:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T12:36:33.163-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Dropkick Murphys</title><content type='html'>I love the Dropkick Murphys. Not really country music but oh well. They're angry socialists and I can empathsize with their arguments about being screwed over. They're wrong on politics but they get the fallen nature of man and injustice in a way country music doesn't. They also understand how one must rely on others in this life, which speaks against my individualism. (Please note you may never hear me say country music is deficient in anything ever again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lQMw9z88-5Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lQMw9z88-5Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jTJSzrANyNw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jTJSzrANyNw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fiWUPHj2V2k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fiWUPHj2V2k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/1861079599352770521-7971913853304598185?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/7971913853304598185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=7971913853304598185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7971913853304598185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7971913853304598185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/dropkick-murphys.html' title='Dropkick Murphys'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-7170747659995018395</id><published>2010-06-24T23:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T12:34:05.309-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Reckless Kelly manana!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I get to see Reckless Kelly &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in concert! Boo-yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, they are Unamerican. But they understand &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6erOYWXHqM"&gt;idolatry&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ko2BRa5o_84"&gt;women&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cKwD7SpNICk"&gt;marriage&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ECdG7SfsvRg"&gt;good time&lt;/a&gt;, and a whole lot more! If you need me, I'll be at the Hall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-7170747659995018395?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/7170747659995018395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=7170747659995018395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7170747659995018395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7170747659995018395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/reckless-kelly-manana.html' title='Reckless Kelly manana!'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-2517751116376769945</id><published>2010-06-24T12:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T17:19:39.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Things Republicans Hate</title><content type='html'>I do hate most of these things . . . special thanks to Diego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thethingsrepublicanshate.com/"&gt;http://thethingsrepublicanshate.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addendum:  I am still reading this and laughing my ass off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-2517751116376769945?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/2517751116376769945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=2517751116376769945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2517751116376769945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2517751116376769945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-do-hate-most-of-these-things.html' title='Things Republicans Hate'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-415042910819921836</id><published>2010-06-24T01:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T01:37:00.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meikel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Meikle: Love in its fourfold extension</title><content type='html'>Meikle's next chapter describes the love of God towards the Christian. I have little to add, other than a nerdy comment that Paul must be viewing space as four dimensional rather than three dimensional. Funny how he doesn't mention time, but Meikle does appear to use length as a synonym for time. Joking aside, I share because it is a good meditation on God's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"I pray that you, being rooted and firmly established in love, may be able      to comprehend with all the saints what is the &lt;b&gt;length &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;width&lt;/b&gt;,     &lt;b&gt;height &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;depth &lt;/b&gt;of God's love." (Ephesians 3:17-18)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Some things may have—height as the heavens, depth as the      sea, and breadth and length as the earth. But divine love has a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; height which      cannot be seen, a depth which cannot be sounded, a length which cannot be      limited, and a breadth which cannot be measured&lt;/span&gt;! O Lord! may I know your      love in its depth, in bringing me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;out of the lowest hell&lt;/span&gt;; in its height, in      s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;etting me on the Redeemer's throne&lt;/span&gt;; in its breadth, in m&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aking me an heir of      God&lt;/span&gt;; and in its length, in e&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ternalizing my bliss in the regions of glory&lt;/span&gt;!      This love, in its depth, recovers and restores fallen man to endless      felicity; in its height, crowns and confirms the church of the first-born;      the inhabitants of the better country walk at liberty in its breadth, and      rejoice in its length, its eternal duration. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Your glorious love extends to every point, to every      quarter. In the rugged path of life, it supports me; amidst the sorrows of      life, it comforts me; in the hour of death, it is my sun and shield; and at      the day of judgment, shall spread all heaven before me. This love, in its      depth, answers my necessities; in its height, crowns my highest      expectations; in its breadth, replenishes my soul with goodness; and in its      length, satiates my most enlarged desires of mind, and suits the eternity of      my existence. In the depth of this love, the Son of God became man: and in      its height men are made the sons of God. It locks the gates of hell, so that      I shall never fall into perdition: it opens the gates of heaven, so that I      shall enter in, to swim in an ocean of love, whose height and depth, breadth      and length, shall be the subject and the song of the church triumphant      around the throne, through everlasting day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-415042910819921836?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/415042910819921836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=415042910819921836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/415042910819921836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/415042910819921836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/meikle-love-in-its-fourfold-extension.html' title='Meikle: Love in its fourfold extension'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-7238974475612233506</id><published>2010-06-23T22:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T22:56:07.522-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meikel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='providence'/><title type='text'>Meikle: The disposal of Providence always best</title><content type='html'>My prayers are often guided by my own desires. But I am finite. I cannot see the end from the beginning. I do not know what is good. If only I had the faith to believe this. Meikle (and that is how his name is spelled, I realized I transposed the e and i in an earlier post) writes on this in his book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Solitude Sweetened&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why would I still take the government of myself out of your hand, and choose      according to my fond desires? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can my ignorance penetrate through the thick      darkness of futurity?&lt;/span&gt; Who would choose a blind mad-man to guide him through      some lonely ways and intricate meanders, with which neither the traveler nor      the guide are acquainted in the least: since he might lead him where he      desires, and stab him as he strays? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is surely safer to walk by faith in God, than to be      led by my whims.&lt;/span&gt; I choose what is most agreeable to me; but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God chooses what      is most advantageous for me&lt;/span&gt;--and proves, in his disposal of me, that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his      love to me is greater than my love to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love blindly—but he loves      with the wisdom of a God! I would have my prayers answered at my time—but      God answers them at his time, which is always the best time. I would have my      blessings in large sums—but he gives them in small parcels, because I could      not bear them all at once. So the prudent mother feeds her child, not      according to the irregular appetite of her infant—but according to its real      necessity, to afford nourishment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;I especially like Meikle's point that God loves us more than we are able to love ourselves. I have never thought about Christ's merciful love in this way. I love myself enough to pray for things I want and be offended or hurt when people wrong me. I love myself enough to look down on others who are enslaved to different, or even the same, sins. But this self-love is finite and destructive. God's love is infinite, agreeable, and advantageous to me. I can enjoy blessings that arise because they are from God and full of His goodness. I can rejoice at blessings that are denied because they were not good for me. The one constant is God's love, which is beyond my own selfish love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-7238974475612233506?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/7238974475612233506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=7238974475612233506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7238974475612233506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7238974475612233506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/meikle-disposal-of-providence-always.html' title='Meikle: The disposal of Providence always best'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-2076974675271973749</id><published>2010-06-22T11:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:48:05.991-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Grandpa's WW2 Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My Grandfather died my freshmen year of high school. He is quite a man. He never really graduated high school. He grew up in a small town in Nebraska. When World War 2 came, it was decided that he needed to fight. Thus, he was given a diploma and sent off to join the Navy. I was recently thinking about him during Father's day and found these two old photos. The first he took while at Iowa Jima in 1945. The second is a picture of Grandpa while in the Navy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 339px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485639555803255202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TCDoHKF8EaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qLKLTssbdc4/s400/iowa+jima.png" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485639908914671426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TCDobtiQr0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/37YbSd9CcLc/s400/bill+mayberry.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-2076974675271973749?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/2076974675271973749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=2076974675271973749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2076974675271973749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2076974675271973749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/grandpas-ww2-picture.html' title='Grandpa&apos;s WW2 Pictures'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TCDoHKF8EaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qLKLTssbdc4/s72-c/iowa+jima.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-2435812311499115359</id><published>2010-06-21T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T21:36:00.831-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meikel'/><title type='text'>Miekle: Comfortable Conclusions</title><content type='html'>I read the next chapter in Miekle's "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Solitude Sweetened&lt;/span&gt;" and found several quotes that were too good to be kept to myself. There can be no understanding of salvation without an understanding of one's own sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Where sin abounded, grace did much more abound!" -Romans 5:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If my sins mount up to heaven—&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your mercy is above the heavens!&lt;/span&gt; Though      my sins reach to the very throne to accuse me—there is ONE upon the throne      who will not condemn me! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My sins, in their seven-fold abominations, can rise      no higher than the throne&lt;/span&gt;, but the rainbow of redeeming love and grace is      both around and above the throne, and that in its seven-fold beauties—power,      wisdom, justice, goodness, holiness, mercy, and truth. And as all the      different rays meet in one glorious beam of light, so all the attributes,      all the perfections of God, are summed up in love! . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sin may raise the tempest of wrath, but can do no more.      But Christ not only calms the raging tempest, but gives peace of conscience,      fl&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;owing from intimations of peace with God&lt;/span&gt;, and makes me heir of all things!      Where sin abounded—grace did much more abound! Where misery has surrounded      me—mercy has crowned me! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sin is too strong for me—but your grace is too      strong for sin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Why, then, am I so vexed with fears, doubts, and      unbelief? Because I am sinful? On that very account, Christ, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who knew no      sin&lt;/span&gt;, was made sin—that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I, who knew no righteousness,&lt;/span&gt; might be made the      righteousness of God in him. But I am a great sinner! Then, he is a Savior,      and a great One! Where is boasting now soul? See—it is great mercy in God,      great merit in Christ—which saves a great sinner! Since rich and free grace      builds the temple of salvation, let it have all the glory! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I fall often into the same sin! That is my failing,      over which I ought to mourn, and by which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I should be driven out of all      boasting in my own holiness, high attainments, and religious duties&lt;/span&gt;; and      cry, with tears of holy joy, "G&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;race, grace to him that has laid the      foundation, carries on the whole work of redemption, and will, with shouting      bring forth the topstone!&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-2435812311499115359?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/2435812311499115359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=2435812311499115359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2435812311499115359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2435812311499115359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/miekle-comfortable-conclusions.html' title='Miekle: Comfortable Conclusions'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-5850684922382968788</id><published>2010-06-21T20:22:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:56:33.013-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meikel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Meikle: Prayer and Submission</title><content type='html'>Providence brought me to a nice devotional by James Meikle today entitled, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Solitude Sweetened&lt;/span&gt;." I cannot find very much information about the author. He was apparently in the Royal Navy during a time of war when he wrote this text. Judging by this date of birth and death (1730-1799), I believe it may have been the Seven Years War (but that is merely speculation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third chapter of this text is entitled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Submission&lt;/span&gt;. I do not know if it was originally intended to be a prayer, but I think it can surely be used as one. My private studies on prayer has lead me to conclude that I am quite horrible at prayer (I'll add that to my list, which already contains: Loving Christ, life, and video games). Meikel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will any, or will I, pretend to teach the Most High knowledge, seeing he is excellent in all his working, and perfect in all his ways? Then, since I cannot direct him, why am not I submissive to his disposal? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can I predict events, or foresee futurities?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;No!&lt;/span&gt; How then can I promise myself serenity from a cloudless sky? or fear storms from an obscured heaven? when, as to the first, the gathering meteors may suspend an unexpected shadow before the sun; or, as to the second, the gathered clouds may scatter, and let the welcome beams refresh the weary world. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, Lord, as from present appearances, future contingencies cannot be discerned&lt;/span&gt;—it is my duty, and shall be my study, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to be WHOLLY, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FULLY&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;, at your disposal&lt;/span&gt;, to whom all your works, all my purposes, and all my wanderings, are known from the beginning!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O! how the Christian should glory in God's choosing for him the lot of his inheritance, and be content with that condition which Heaven accounts best for him, though not the grandest or greatest; nor the richest or happiest; nor that state he most desires. I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; am not my own—for I am bought with a price, and dearly paid for too!&lt;/span&gt; Would it not be too daring for me to instruct God how to decorate the heavens, how to set the sun, station the moon, place the poles, plant the stars, and guide the wandering planets? Now, I am as much his by right, (yes, in the ties of love, more,) and as much at his disposal, as any of these his other creatures; and if I cannot complain of his conduct with these, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why quarrel at his providences toward me?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another thing which ought to encourage to submission, is, that God's way is not only equitable in itself, but profitable for his people, for the latter end of the righteous is peace; and the end of the Lord is always gracious to his afflicted ones—who chooses them in the furnace of affliction, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brings light out of darkness, order out of confusion, real good out of seeming evil; and, finally, brings through fire and water to a place of eternal glory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-5850684922382968788?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/5850684922382968788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=5850684922382968788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/5850684922382968788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/5850684922382968788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/meitkle-prayer-and-submission.html' title='Meikle: Prayer and Submission'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-2332633262686231296</id><published>2010-06-18T12:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T12:45:09.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luther'/><title type='text'>Luther: Extra Nos</title><content type='html'>It appears everywhere I turn there is sin corrupting this world. My Reformed theology tells me this is to be expected, but I still have a heavy heart. People I love are in sin and unbelief. People sin against me and I sin against people. People I know are suffering the loss of a child; others are unemployed and hurting.  My prayers seemingly go unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is when I heavy a heart heart and wet eye I look to Scripture and Dr. Luther, BAMF. He and I have a similar disposition. He can point me to Christ unlike most others. I share some comforting quotes to point you to God and not to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And this is the reason why our theology is certain: it snatches us away &lt;strong&gt;from ourselves &lt;/strong&gt;and places us outside ourselves  (&lt;em&gt;nos extra nos&lt;/em&gt;), so that we depend &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; on our own  strength, conscience, mind, person, or works but on &lt;strong&gt;what is outside  ourselve&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;extra nos&lt;/em&gt;) that is, &lt;strong&gt;on the promise and truth  of God&lt;/strong&gt;, which cannot deceive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Dr. Luther, Lectures on Galatians&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scripture does not tell us to "suck it up" and press on a man. My inner man tells me "&lt;em&gt;In this world of temptation, in this city of sin, there's none that can save you but the strength from &lt;/em&gt;within." Damn these lies. My strenght is outside of me(&lt;em&gt;extra &lt;/em&gt;nos in Latin). My strength and will is fractured and weak. As Luther says, I have the promises and truth of God. These are yea and amen.  He will work everything for good (Rom 8:28), that He will never leave me or forsake me (Heb 13:5), that He will not forget me (Is 49:15-16), and that He is good. I must leave my old self behind and follow the Man upon the Cross. This pain and brokeness is not without reason but will glorify the One who gave Himself for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If His [Christ's] &lt;strong&gt;unspeakable&lt;/strong&gt; goodness were to go right to our hearts, &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; would be &lt;strong&gt;too vexing&lt;/strong&gt; or&lt;strong&gt; too hard&lt;/strong&gt; for us to suffer or bear for His sake, that &lt;strong&gt;we only abide in His love&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Dr. Luther&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-2332633262686231296?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/2332633262686231296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=2332633262686231296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2332633262686231296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2332633262686231296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/luther-extra-nos.html' title='Luther: Extra Nos'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-8910557987284707117</id><published>2010-06-17T12:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T12:57:07.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises</title><content type='html'>Spurgeon spoke of three promises ealier this week. I have been meditating on these and find them a wonderful comfort. I share in hopes that you may think of God's rich graces to those of us who believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will not forget us. Humans who claim to care may forget and deceive us, but Christ will not. The nails in His hands remind Him of His love for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;Can a woman forget her nursing child, that she should have no compassion on the son of her womb?Even these may forget, yet &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;I will&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;not forget you&lt;/b&gt;. Behold, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are continually before me&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;-Isaiah 49:15-16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;God's love and compassoin for us are more certain than even the mightiest examples of physical reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;For the mountains may depart&lt;br /&gt;   and the hills be removed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;but my steadfast love shall not depart from you&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;   and my covenant of peace shall not be removed,"&lt;br /&gt;   says the LORD, who has compassion on you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;-Isaiah 54:10&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are forever Christ's. No one can change that. &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; COLOR: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;-John 10:28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-8910557987284707117?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/8910557987284707117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=8910557987284707117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8910557987284707117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8910557987284707117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/promises.html' title='Promises'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-6731501555579257623</id><published>2010-06-16T21:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:56:18.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luther'/><title type='text'>Luther: We do not know how to pray</title><content type='html'>Please note that references are made to David P. Scaer's Concordia Theological Quarterly article &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luther on Prayer&lt;/span&gt; published in October of 1983.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I told a Bible Study that I didn't know how to pray for something. If I pray for something, then I want it. If I want it, then I idolize it. My peers were shocked in horror at the thought that one of their own would not know how to pray nor would he be able to be pure and sinless in his prayers. Admitting that we cannot pray is admitting we cannot influence God, an idea repugnant to the secular as well as to most of the churched. Nevertheless, Scripture tells us that I, even as a Christian, am a utter fool when it comes to prayer. Romans 8:26-27 tells us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For we do not know what to pray for as we ought&lt;/span&gt;, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. And he who searches hearts knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Similarly, the Lord's Prayer is initiated by one of Christ's disciples asking "Lord, teach us to pray" (Luke 11:1). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The problem with my prayers is me.&lt;/span&gt; I am a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sinful&lt;/span&gt;, petty, selfish wretch. My lust for this world creeps into every one of my thoughts, even every one of my prayers. Moreover, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finite &lt;/span&gt;mind cannot grasp God's Sovereign Will in the world. I see down the hall way; God sees the entirety of the maze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the Holy Spirit is at work. Just as Christ stands between me and the wrath of God during judgment, the Holy Spirit stands between me and throne of God during prayer. He intercedes for me. He prays for things I do not know how to pray for. Scaer writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Spirit gives a new and larger dimension to our prayers. Luther makes the wise observation about Paul's words 'we do not know how to pray' that they do not mean that Christians are praying for foolish or harmful things, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but that they have not realized the full dimension of what God intends to give them because of their prayers&lt;/span&gt;. . .Luther writes, "Therefore in heeding our prayers and coming to grant our requests &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God destroys our weak thinking and our still too humble ideas, and He gives us what the Spirit demands for us.&lt;/span&gt;" It as as if a son wrote a letter to his father asking for silver and the father disregarded the letter and prepared to give the son gold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Luther likens the Holy Spirit's work as an artist viewing a lump of clay. Our prayers are coarse and in unpleasing form. The Holy Spirit takes these and fashions them into something wonderful.  This should be reassuring to the Christian. We approach our Father not through cogent prayers, but through the intercession of the Holy Spirit. Our prayers do not persuade God or convince Him of our need; He hears Himself as the Spirit groans for us.  Luther again writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Therefore, w&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hen everything is hopeless for us and all things begin to go against our prayers&lt;/span&gt; and desires, then those utterable groans begin. And then '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Spirit helps us&lt;/span&gt; in our weakness.' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;For unless the Spirit were helping, it would be impossible for us to bear this action of God by which He hears and accomplishes what we pray for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Beloved, your prayers are weak and worldly. Beloved, your Father knows this and has sent His Spirit to pray for you and through you. Rest on this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-6731501555579257623?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/6731501555579257623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=6731501555579257623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6731501555579257623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6731501555579257623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/luther-we-do-not-know-how-to-pray.html' title='Luther: We do not know how to pray'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-8635618504820097069</id><published>2010-06-15T19:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T19:31:00.732-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>The Grace of Facebook</title><content type='html'>My heart is usually heavy when I realize how far I am away from my home. Texas is not a bad place but I doubt any place other than Palm Harbor will ever be my home. Facebook let me talk to my oldest friend ever, Shawn, and a good brother, Nick Jones, for some time today. Shawn is even moving to Texas for six months for a job. Oh, heaven help Big Thicket, it's about to have two kids who have been scheming since Mrs. Vaca's class cause trouble there. Thank you, Lord, for the bless of technology. Thank you for friends I have known since Kindergarten and friends I made when I needed them most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-8635618504820097069?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/8635618504820097069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=8635618504820097069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8635618504820097069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8635618504820097069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/grace-of-facebook.html' title='The Grace of Facebook'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-1551612731341764186</id><published>2010-06-15T12:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:32:34.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calvin'/><title type='text'>Calvin: The Gospel moves us away from this present life</title><content type='html'>This life is frustrating. It rarely makes any sense and this leads me to prideful unbelief. By God's grace, this life is but a temporary aberration. The Gospel teachs me that I will soon spend eternity at the Wedding Feast of my Beloved. There time will still stand as I drink in His beauty, am washed by His love, and delighted with unceasing pleasure in His goodness. Calvin reminded me of this fact when I read his institutes today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Surely the gospel does not confine men's hearts to delight in the present life, but lifts them to the hope of immortality. It does not fasten  them to earthly pleasures, but by announcing a hope that rests in heaven it, so  to speak, transports them thither.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Institutes, II.10.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This reminds me of "Thy Kingdom come, they will be done" in the Lord's Prayer. The Christian life, in a very large part, consists in reminding oneself of this fact. There is a rest and there is a Promised Land. We live in it already, but not yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-1551612731341764186?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/1551612731341764186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=1551612731341764186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1551612731341764186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1551612731341764186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/calvin-gospel-moves-us-away-from-this.html' title='Calvin: The Gospel moves us away from this present life'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-2147685232009011816</id><published>2010-06-14T14:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T14:19:14.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Soccer is Gay</title><content type='html'>Yes, I admit to watching the World Cup. It's summer time and it's better than watching no sports at all. Soccer recently did hold a press release that I did not find shocking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="430"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.theonion.com/flash/video/onn_player.swf?videoid=17603&amp;amp;embedded=true&amp;amp;host=http://www.theonion.com"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.theonion.com/flash/video/onn_player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="480" height="430" flashvars="videoid=17603&amp;embedded=true&amp;host=http://www.theonion.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/video/soccer-officially-announces-it-is-gay,17603/"&gt;Soccer Officially Announces It Is Gay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-2147685232009011816?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/2147685232009011816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=2147685232009011816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2147685232009011816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2147685232009011816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/soccer-is-gay.html' title='Soccer is Gay'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-6511569299006574802</id><published>2010-06-13T00:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:32:26.274-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>VoV: Divine Support</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pray these promises to God. He will sustain you and honor you if you are His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Thou art the blessed God,              &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy in Thyself&lt;/span&gt;, source of happiness in Thy              creatures, my maker, benefactor, proprietor,              upholder. Thou hast produced and sustained me,              supported and indulged me, saved and kept me; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;art in every situation able              to meet my needs and miseries.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;May I live by Thee, live              for Thee, never be satisfied with my Christian              progress but as I resemble Christ; and may conformity              to His principles, temper, and conduct grow hourly in              my life. Let Thy unexampled love constrain me into              holy obedience, and render my duty my delight. If              others deem my faith folly, my meekness infirmity, my              zeal madness, my hope delusion, my actions hypocrisy,              may I rejoice to suffer for Thy name.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep me              walking steadfastly towards the country of              everlasting delights, that paradise-land which is my              true inheritance&lt;/span&gt;. Support me by the strength of              heaven that I may never turn back, or desire false              pleasures that will disappear into nothing.  As              I pursue my heavenly journey by Thy grace let me be              known as a man with no aim but that of a burning              desire for Thee, and the good and salvation of my              fellow men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;-Divine Support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-6511569299006574802?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/6511569299006574802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=6511569299006574802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6511569299006574802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6511569299006574802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/vov-divine-support.html' title='VoV: Divine Support'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-7347591112115534793</id><published>2010-06-12T10:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:15:48.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Luther on Christ as High Priest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Therefore, holy brothers, who share in the heavenly calling, fix your thoughts on Jesus, the apostle and high priest whom we confess." - Hebrews 3:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has gone through the heavens,  Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess." -Hebrews 4:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TBOkgQkEuVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VQBmtFFeyv4/s1600/high_priest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TBOkgQkEuVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VQBmtFFeyv4/s320/high_priest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481906045549066578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Priest is a strong and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lovely &lt;/span&gt;word. There is no lovelier or sweeter name on earth. It is much better to hear that Christ is called “Priest”, than Lord, or any other name. Priesthood is a spiritual power which means no other than that the priest steps forth, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;takes all the iniquities of the people upon himself as though they were his very own&lt;/span&gt;. He intercedes with God for them and receives from Him the Word with which he can comfort and help the people. It is lovelier and more comforting than “Father” and “Mother”, for this name brings us everything else. For by being a priest He makes God our Father and Himself our Lord. When I believe in His priesthood, then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know that His work is none other than to be seated in heaven as our Mediator, and that He makes intercession for us, before the Father, without ceasing&lt;/span&gt;, and all the time speaks on our behalf. This is the highest comfort which can be given to any man, and no sweeter sermon can be preached to our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Martin Luther, &lt;em&gt;Exposition of Genesis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-7347591112115534793?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/7347591112115534793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=7347591112115534793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7347591112115534793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7347591112115534793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/luther-on-christ-as-high-priest.html' title='Luther on Christ as High Priest'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/TBOkgQkEuVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VQBmtFFeyv4/s72-c/high_priest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-2991537493217951962</id><published>2010-06-12T09:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:02:31.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Theology and Poetry</title><content type='html'>Rev DP Cassidy of Redeemer in Austin, TX posted a wonderful thought on &lt;a href="http://bythissign.blogspot.com/2010/06/theology-and-poetry.html"&gt;theology and poetry&lt;/a&gt;. Since I don't ever had original thoughts of my own, I pass it along:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is why Pastors and Christian leaders of all kinds must be immersed in both theology and poetry. The poetic manifests first the beauty with a hidden technical precision. Theology manifests first technical precision with a hidden beauty. If our reading is only theological we might become excellent technicians (and these are needed), but we will not paint the images of truth that listeners desperately need to purge the imagination, renew the mind, capture the heart, and redirect steps. Equally, if we read and contemplate only the poetic we might become curators of the beautiful (and these too are needed), but we will drift into mere sentimentality and make human experience rather than revealed truth the message we communicate. If however we embrace both we will stand in the long tradition of authentic spirituality most especially seen in the ancient Church fathers, in a theological tradition that gathers theology and poetry, technicality and beauty, into one magnificent summation as the encounter of Mystery. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Expressing Christ's beauty is not simple or straightforward. By preaching Reformed theology, we convey the truth of the beauty. However, through hymns and images, we can more easily let recipients drink of its beauty and richness. Is it any wonder the best hymn writers (Newton, Watts, Cowper) were also Reformed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-2991537493217951962?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/2991537493217951962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=2991537493217951962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2991537493217951962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2991537493217951962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/theology-and-poetry.html' title='Theology and Poetry'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-6379584704248980822</id><published>2010-06-12T00:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T01:03:44.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting on the Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spurgeon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Spurgeon on Unanswered Prayer III</title><content type='html'>Today I shall continue my comments on Spurgeon (BAMF)'s Sermon No. 334 entitled, "&lt;a href="http://www.apibs.org/chs/3344.pdf"&gt;Unanswered Prayer&lt;/a&gt;" In the first two sections, Spurgeon confesses the painful confusion that accompanies a believer whose prayers go unanswered. Christ, as our High Priest, can empathize with this displeasure as He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; had God turn a deaf hear to His cries on the cross. Understanding that our Savior cried out in the midst of His atonement for our sins should motivate Christians to continue to trust God, continue to pray, grow in fervency for prayer, and continue to hope. This response is not possible for natural man, but must be the result of Divine grace being poured into our wretched and unbelieving hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spurgeon finalizes his sermon with two sections offering &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;possible&lt;/span&gt; explanations on why prayer goes unanswered and why God delays in answering some prayers. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Occasionally, to all believers, I suppose, there will come staggering moments, when they scarcely know how to reply to their doubts, because certain of their prayers have not been answered.&lt;/span&gt;" God may not respond to prayers because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, unanswered prayer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may many times lie in something connected with sin&lt;/span&gt;. Spurgeon cites John 14:13-15 "&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;Whatever you ask in my name, this I will do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt; If you ask me anything in my name, I will do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;If you love me, you will keep my commandments." In these verses, one finds a connection between love, commandments, and asking in Christ's name. I am weary of this explanation as every Saint who prays to God remains a sinner. Answering pray is an act of grace from God. My monergistic faith chafes at the thought of earnings a blessing or an answered pray from God. Nevertheless, there may be validity in this. If we abandon God's Law and do not struggle against sin, God may appear silent towards our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, God may refuse our prayers as this can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;be a sort of disclosure to us as to wherein our sin lieth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Unanswered prayer should be to every Christian a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;search-warrant,&lt;/span&gt; and he should begin to examine himself to see whether there b&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e not something harbored within which is contrary to the will of God&lt;/span&gt;  [meaning our sanctification]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;Here I am more in line with Spurgeon's reasoning. Supplications to God reveal our desires. When we desire a good thing beyond its use, or desire something that is outright despicable, God is not obliged to answer that prayer. For some time I wanted to attend UNC and work with Dr. Shackelford there. It became an idol; I had to be the smartest guy in the room with an impressive position in the Academy. There was even an abundance of PCA churches in North Carolina. Nevertheless, God did not answer my prayer for this. Looking back, one potential reason is that I was praying for sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes there may be great in the prayer itself. Are not our greatest sins often connected with our holiest things?  . . .&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian, beware; thou mayest sin against God in the prayer-chamber as well as thou canst in the market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;Similarly, third, a prayer may go unanswered because it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is asked for from a wrong motive&lt;/span&gt;. This is almost entirely synonymous with the prior explanation. Asking for good things: friends, relationships, community, good health, etc can be done for sinister motives. God, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in his mercy&lt;/span&gt;, denies affirmative answers to these prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, for instance, a Christian minister asks that he may win souls in order that he may gain reputation and fame . . he will probably not be heard, for he asks from an unworthy motive. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I seek to be useful merely that I may be known to be a useful man or woman, I am really seeking my own honor, and can I expect God to minister to, and pamper that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final reason why God may deny an answer to a prayer is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;result of ignorance&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;By this, Spurgeon means that we are demanding something which God does not promise. God promises our sanctification and our fellowship with Him. He does not promise health, wealth, and prosperity (despite what Joel Osteen says). God will never leave us nor forsake us. God will never allow us to be plucked from His hand. God may allow starvation, suffering, loneliness, depression, betrayal, imprisonment, and martyrdom. We must not confuse God's promises, which we can demand, with a child's potentially fanciful requests to His father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But folks must be very foolish to suppose that, because they ask God that such and such a debt may be paid by miraculous means, it will certainly be done. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a right to ask for anything which God has promised me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but if I go beyond the range of the Divine promises, I also go beyond the range of assured and confident expectation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The promises are very large and very wide, but when one gets a fancy in his head, he must not suppose that God is there, in his fancy. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;This is quite a crushing blow to my ego-driven prayers. Most of my prayers are supplications which are vastly beyond what God promises. I should not have a confidence that God must answer them. I will confess when I truly thought about this today, and in days past, my initial response was "Then why pray?" If God's smile is not ensured on my prayers outside of God's promises, then is there any profit to it? I can identify an optimal strategy and pursue it with gusto. Certainly there must be a benefit. [And for those of you still reading, it is here that I depart from Spurgeon's sermon on my own thoughts] For several weeks no,  I have been quoting Phil 4:6-7 and 1 Peter 5:7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do not be anxious about anything,but in everything &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by prayer and supplication&lt;/span&gt; with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. -Phil 4:6-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Casting all your anxieties on him&lt;/span&gt;, because he cares for you. -1 Peter 5:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Supplication in prayer serves as a buffer against idolatry. First, we are humbled before an omnipotent God. I would not ask for things from God if I thought I were sufficiently strong to obtain these things for my self. Thus, supplications glorify God. Second, supplications to God guard our hearts from worry and unbelief. This is something mystical which I do not know how to fully explain in words. By babbling to our Father like a child, we realize that he cares for us. He is present in our struggles and in our longings. He is ours and we are His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, God may not respond to our requests because they are sinful, to aide us in discovering our sinful idols, because of wrong motives, and because they exceed His promised boundaries. Even though almost &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of our prayers are beyond God's promises (or at least my sorry prayers are), our supplications glorify God for His power and comfort our hearts with God's love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-6379584704248980822?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/6379584704248980822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=6379584704248980822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6379584704248980822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6379584704248980822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/spurgeon-on-unanswered-prayer-iii.html' title='Spurgeon on Unanswered Prayer III'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-7503958509216876888</id><published>2010-06-10T09:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:48:58.273-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Morning Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;O God the author of all good, I come to Thee for the grace another day will require for its duties and events. I step out into a wicked world;&lt;strong&gt; I carry about with me an evil heart&lt;/strong&gt;. I know that &lt;strong&gt;without Thee I can do nothing&lt;/strong&gt;, that everything with which I shall be concerned, however harmless in itself, &lt;strong&gt;may prove an occasion of sin or folly, unless I am kept by Thy power&lt;/strong&gt;. Hold Thou me up and I shall be safe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;Preserve my understanding from subtilty of error, my affections from love of idols, my character from stain of vice, my profession from every form of evil. May I engage in nothing in which I cannot implore Thy blessing, and in which I cannot invite Thy inspection. &lt;strong&gt;Prosper me in all lawful undertakings, or prepare me for disappointments&lt;/strong&gt;. Give me neither poverty nor riches. Feed me with food convenient for me,&lt;em&gt; lest I be full and deny Thee and say, Who is the Lord&lt;/em&gt;? or be poor, and steal, and take Thy name in vain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;May every creature be made good to me by prayer and Thy will. Teach me how to use the world and not abuse it, to improve my talents, to redeem my time, to walk in wisdom toward those without, and in kindness to those within, to do good to all men, and especially to my fellow Christians.  And to Thee be the glory.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-7503958509216876888?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/7503958509216876888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=7503958509216876888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7503958509216876888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7503958509216876888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/morning-prayer.html' title='Morning Prayer'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-6487364296255895257</id><published>2010-06-09T19:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T20:14:14.978-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting on the Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spurgeon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Spurgeon on Unanswered Prayer II</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I began summarizing C.H. Spurgeon's, BAMF, sermon on &lt;a href="http://www.apibs.org/chs/3344.pdf"&gt;Unanswered Prayer&lt;/a&gt;. Spurgeon opens with an acknowledgment of the painful confusion which typically lives in the believer whose prayers remain seemingly unheard. As any good Calvinist Divine, Spurgeon traces this pain back to the Cross. It was on the tree on which our Savior hung that God did not answer His prayer. Christ cried "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My God, my God, why hast thou foresaken me?&lt;/span&gt;" to a Father that turned His back on our Savior. Spurgeon's introduction is not merely devotional boilerplate, but a necessary aspect to a Christian's battle with unbelief. In Christ, the Christian finds a Friend who can empathize.Next, Spurgeon then moves to a section entitled "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A General Guide For Our Conduct&lt;/span&gt;" which I shall comment upon in this current post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Supposing that we have been seeking some blessing from God for many months, and have not obtained it; whether it be a personal blessing, or on behalf of others, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what ought to be our conduct&lt;/span&gt; under such a trial as that, the trial of a long delay, or an apparent refusal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The first thing a Christian is to do is  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"[He] must not cease to trust God." &lt;/span&gt;Notice in the reference text, Psalm 22:2, the cry"O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; God" precedes the moan of "but thou hearest not." The Psalmist, while feeling entirely abandoned and ignored by the Almighty, does not forsake the Theistic nature of our God. God is not a God or simply the God, but my God. The Lord is more than one's feelings or experiences, He is greater and worthy of trust. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember, Christ endured far worse yet did not find reason to doubt.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trust in the Lord at all times ye people, and pour out your hearts before him.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Oh! Believe him to be good and true! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You may not know why it is that he deals so strangely with you&lt;/span&gt;, but oh! never think that he is unfaithful for an instant, or that he has broken his word. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Continue still to trust in him. &lt;/span&gt;You shall rewarded if you do, and the longer your faith is tried, it shall be with you as when the ship is longest out at sea, it goeth to the richest [climates], and cometh home with the heaviest and most precious freight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The second conduct which a Christian is to pursue is to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never cease to pray&lt;/span&gt;." This seems counter-intuitive. My prayers are not answered, what is the benefit? Prayers engender confidence, which stings all the more when it is broken. No man wants to trust a friend who regularly lets him down. The Psalmist does not follow this sinful instinct, instead he writes "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cry in the daytime. . .and in the night-seasons I am not silent."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The glare of daylight should not tempt you to cease: and the gloom off midnight should not make you stop your cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;It is when we lack the desire to pray that we must pray the most. Satan knows that if he can keep us from our Father's ear then he can lead us astray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And while you never cease from your trust, nor from your prayer,  It is when the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grow more earnest in both."&lt;/span&gt; This is the third conduct of a Christian with unanswered prayers. It is during the period of God's alleged rejection of our heart that we learn we need Him the most. I was when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anfechtungen &lt;/span&gt;hit that Luther pleaded "Help, Dear Lord!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is not every knock at mercy's gate that will open it; he who would prevail must handle the knocker well, and dash it down again, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and again&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and again&lt;/span&gt;. As the old Puritan says, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cold prayers ask for a denial, but it is red-hot prayers which prevail.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Spurgeon likens our prayers to a heavenly battering ram. We must assault the gate of heaven with all of our strength. We are only able to do this when we realize our complete reliance on the Hand of God. I don't cling to my office chair because I know my life does not depend upon it. Men in the rough seas do cling to their lifesavers, however. Likewise, we must cling to our prayers with earnestness as they are how we speak to our Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, "yet again, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cease not hope&lt;/span&gt;. . .As long as there is a place of prayer,, and a promise of an answer, no believer out to give way to despair. "Go again." said Elijah to his servant &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seven times&lt;/span&gt;. IT must have been weary work to the prophet to wait so long." We must not concede the possibility of Divine rescue. Abraham did not know if God would spare Isaac, but believed that God could raise the dead. God will be our rescue, in this life or the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God commands the Christian to unnatural conduct when his prayers are not answered. We are called to continue to trust, pray, and hope. These are to grow exponentially. We are categorically incapable of this. Yet, even when God seems unwilling to hear His child's prayer, He does not withhold His grace. Christ purchased our right to to be heard by our Father. While He may look to ignore you, His grace is present. Look to the Cross, there, and there alone, will you will find the answer to your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Continue to trust; continue to pray; increase in your fervency, and in the hope that the blessing will yet come. It did come to the Savior. The morning broke upon his midnight after all. Never tide ebbed out so far as in the Savior case, when the great stretches of misery and sorrow were visible where once God's love had rolled in mighty floods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-6487364296255895257?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/6487364296255895257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=6487364296255895257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6487364296255895257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6487364296255895257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/spurgeon-on-unanswered-prayer-ii.html' title='Spurgeon on Unanswered Prayer II'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4234007009771551728</id><published>2010-06-08T18:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:51:18.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting on the Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spurgeon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Spurgeon on Unanswered Prayer I</title><content type='html'>Prayer is curious thing. On the one hand, we are commanded to pray. God our Father loves our speaking to Him, He cherishes it as any good earthly father does. Yet if I had to offer a point estimate on the proportion of prayers I have had answered, it would be fairly close to zero. This is a conundrum. The ever-present prideful cynic that lives within me regularly chastises my desire to prayer, his arguments are persuasive from a strictly empirical approach. If God, who so richly blesses the White Middle-America that I typically associate with, wishes to me to pray to Him, why is there apparently so little incentive? Given this cynic-self's sway of me, and his intimate knowledge of my frail faith, I look to the Divines of Old. In this post, I hope to introduce Spurgeon's thoughts on unanswered prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On September 20th, 1866 Spurgeon spoke on the topic of &lt;a href="http://www.apibs.org/chs/3344.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unanswered Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The text for the evening was Psalm 22:2, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest me not; and in the night-season, and am not silent&lt;/span&gt;." The Psalmist does not shirk from honest expression in prayer, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but thou hearest me not&lt;/span&gt;." This is so often the prayer of the Christian Pilgrim in this world of losses and crosses. Scripture acknowledges this painful experience, why should man be so proud as to pretend his unanswered yearnings are no angst to him? Spurgeon writes that the Psalmist "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prayed with strong crying and tears . . it did appear as if God had utterly forsaken him.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of denying this discomfort, Spurgeon points the reader directly to Christ. Our Beloved Redeemer felt forsaken for us. On the cross He cried, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani&lt;/span&gt;?" (Mark 15:34). Christ felt forsaken because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he was forsaken&lt;/span&gt;. This is the first point that Spurgeon makes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Now, wherefore was the Savior permitted to pass through so sad an experience? How was it that he, whose lightest word is prevailing with heaven, that he who pleads with Divine authority this day in his continual intercession, was permitted, when here below, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to cry&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and cry again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and yet to receive no comforting answer? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was it not for this reason, that he was making an atonement for us&lt;/span&gt; and he was not heard because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we as sinners did not deserve to be heard&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Christ suffered the loss of God ignoring His prayers so that we might not suffer this same fate. While we may &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; as if we are ignored, we are not. Christ was ignored &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"He was not heard, that we might be heard. The ear of God was dosed against him for a season, that it might never be dosed against us: that forever the mourner's cry might find a way to the heart of God, because the cry of Jesus was for awhile shut out from mercy's gate"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;This is a wonderful comfort! While our prayers may seem vane and futile, Christ our High Priest knows the very same pain we are experiencing. The only difference is that Christ's prayers &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;were ignored so our prayers might be heard.&lt;/span&gt; His blood bought us salvation, grace upon grace, and an open ear to a loving Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"It will already comfort you to know that Christ has been where you are. It will already guide you to know that he was set you an example, and that he bids you follow in his steps. Let us now draw near to his sorrow, and think on it for a while for our instruction and comfort."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I fear ending this blog post on this subject will give the impression I am depressed. I am not. Spurgeon and Luther's works on prayer have been an amazing source of encouragement to me today. I am just searching the Mighty Words of God for His truth. God has blessed me with a smooth day and an abundance of friends. I will, by God's grace, continue with the second part of Spurgeon's sermon soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4234007009771551728?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4234007009771551728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4234007009771551728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4234007009771551728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4234007009771551728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/spurgeon-on-unanswered-prayer-i.html' title='Spurgeon on Unanswered Prayer I'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-5938334966320644136</id><published>2010-06-08T13:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T13:47:54.808-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>The Joy of Twins</title><content type='html'>Interactions with my advisor, Sean concerning his two new covenant babies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "How are are the kids?"&lt;br /&gt;Sean: "My son crapped and pissed on me today."&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Sean: "My wife wanted me up for the 1am feeding and the 4am feeding. That legitimately SUCKED"&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Sean: "My son peed in my father-in-law's face. You need to remember to strategically place a washcloth when changing boys." (mental note for future)&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Sean: "My daughter cries at the drop of the hat. That doesn't make me hurry to get to her, I just move normal pace. Apparently I'm heartless"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-5938334966320644136?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/5938334966320644136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=5938334966320644136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/5938334966320644136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/5938334966320644136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/joy-of-twins.html' title='The Joy of Twins'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-413793587412753500</id><published>2010-06-07T22:59:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:41:57.444-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edwards'/><title type='text'>Country Music and Jonathan Edwards</title><content type='html'>Country music expresses human emotions unlike any other art form. Brad Paisley's "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GyEnFtPDx-g"&gt;No&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;(Theology disclaimer) I doubt Brad Paisley is a Christian for a number of reasons, this does not discount the common grace teaching which he voices. (/Theology disclaimer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reformed theology expresses the Divine Truths of Scripture unlike any other system of belief. I share from Jonathan Edwards' "&lt;a href="http://www.biblebb.com/files/edwards/prayer.htm"&gt;The Most High: A Prayer Hearing God&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OBJECTION. I have often prayed to God for certain mercies, and he has not heard my prayers. — To this I answer,  . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.3in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;III. It is no argument that he is not a prayer-hearing God, that he exercises &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his own&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wisdom&lt;/i&gt; as to the time and manner of answering prayer. Some of God’s people are sometimes ready to think that he does not hear their prayers, because he does [not] answer them at times when they expected, when indeed God hears them, and will answer them, in the time and way to which his own wisdom directs. — T&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he business of prayer is not to direct God, who is infinitely wise and needs not any of our direction, who knows what is best for us ten thousand times better that we, and knows what time and what way are best.&lt;/span&gt; It is fit that he should answer prayer, and as an infinitely wise God in the exercise of his own wisdom, and not ours. God will deal as a father with us, in answering our requests. But a child is not to expect that the father’s wisdom be subject to his, nor ought he to desire it, but should esteem it a privilege, that the parent will provide for him according to his &lt;i&gt;own&lt;/i&gt; wisdom.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.3in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As to particular temporal blessings for which we pray, it is no argument that he is not a prayer-hearing God, because he bestows them not upon us. F&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or it may be that God sees the things for which we pray not to be best for us. If so, it would be no mercy in him to bestow them upon us, but a judgment. &lt;/span&gt;Such things, therefore, ought always to be asked with submission to the divine will. God can answer prayer, though he bestow not the very thing for which we pray. He can sometimes better answer the lawful desires and good end we have in prayer another way. If our end be our own good and happiness, God can perhaps better answer that end in bestowing something else than in the bestowment of that very thing which we ask And if the main good we aim at in our prayer be attained, our prayer is answered, though not in the bestowment of the individual thing which we sought. And so that may still be true which was before asserted, &lt;i&gt;that God always hears the prayer&lt;/i&gt; OF FAITH. God never once failed of hearing a &lt;i&gt;sincere&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;believing&lt;/i&gt; prayer; and those promises forever hold good, “Ask, and ye shall receive; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened to you: for every one that asketh, receiveth; and he that seeketh, findeth; and to him that knocketh, it shall be opened.”&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-413793587412753500?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/413793587412753500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=413793587412753500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/413793587412753500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/413793587412753500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/country-music-no.html' title='Country Music and Jonathan Edwards'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-8150506292375824134</id><published>2010-06-07T09:37:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T09:46:53.144-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fasting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullinger'/><title type='text'>Fasting</title><content type='html'>I have recently undertaken a period of alternating, day-long fasts to seek guidance from the Lord in a large decision that is upon me. As always, I seek the insight of men of nobler character and far greater intellect to guide my period of focused prayer. I share several choice tidbits with you. I encourage you to take up fasting, it has revealed to me sins that I was no aware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All fasts ought to proceed from a free and willing spirit, and such a one as is truly humbled, and not framed to win applause and the liking of men, much less to the end that a man might merit righteousness by them. But let every one fast to this end, that he may deprive the flesh of that which would cherish it, and that he may the more zealously serve God.&lt;br /&gt;-Bullinger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When almighty God smiteth us with affliction, or some great calamity hangeth over us, or any other weighty cause so requireth, it is our duty to humble ourselves in fasting, to bewail our sins with a sorrowful heart, and to addict ourselves to earnest prayer, that it might please God to turn his wrath from us, or supply us with such graces as we greatly stand in need of.&lt;br /&gt;-James Ussher, Irish Reformer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-8150506292375824134?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/8150506292375824134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=8150506292375824134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8150506292375824134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8150506292375824134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/06/fasting.html' title='Fasting'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-7868123348909923274</id><published>2010-05-19T00:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T00:45:16.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear not'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contentment'/><title type='text'>Do Not Be Afraid</title><content type='html'>Today I came across a very interesting and quite comforting fact upon which I have been meditating. The most frequent command in Scripture is “Do not be afraid.” What wonderful example of Christ’s deep love for us! Even his commands speak mercy and aide to our souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do not be afraid, Abram, I am your shield, your very great reward.” (Gen 15:1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is the matter, Hagar? Do not be afraid, God has heard the boy crying.” (Gen 21:17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do not be afraid, for I am with you.” (Gen 26:24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am God, the God of your father . . do not be afraid.” (Gen 46:3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the Lord your God has given you the land. Go up and take possession of it as the LORD, the God of your fathers, told you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged." (Deut 1:21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid of them; the Lordyour God himself will fight for you. (Deut 3:22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not yours, but God's” (2 Chron 20:15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful, keep calm and don't be afraid. Do not lose heart (Isaiah 7:4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid, O worm Jacob, O little Israel, for I myself will help you," declares the Lord, your Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel. (Isaiah 41:14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not tremble, do not be afraid.  Did I not proclaim this and foretell it long ago?  You are my witnesses. Is there any God besides me? No, there is no other Rock; I know not one.  (Isaiah 44:8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid; you will not suffer shame. Do not fear disgrace; you will not be humiliated.  You will forget the shame of your youth and remember no more the reproach of your widowhood.  (Isaiah 54:4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid of them, for I am with you and will rescue you (Jer 1:8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus immediately said to them: "Take courage! It is I. Don't be afraid (Matt 14:27)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jesus said to them, "Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me (Matt 28:10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid, little flock, for your Father has been pleased to give you the kingdom. (Luke 12:32)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid. (John 14:27)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last. I am the Living One (Rev 1:17-18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, observe the wonderful repetition in this chorus. Look to Hagar.  Our God hears us. Look to Jeremiah.  This God who hears our prayers will protect and rescue us. Isaiah tells us we will not be put to shame. How can God make this claim? Look to Isaiah and 2 Chronicles, God is Mighty and there is no other. Revelation tells us he is the First and the Last. He has compassion on us. Look to Isaiah and Luke. He tenderly calls us his Little One. God is pleased to give us the Kingdom of God, a undeserved wedding feast. Here is the key though. Look to Abraham. He is our Great Reward. The riches of this world, the presence of kind hearted people, the pleasure of sound body and mind are not your source of comfort. Your lover, Christ, is.  As Christ says in Matthew, Fear not, it is Him. Hush the unbelief in your soul, beloved. I know doubt storms with mighty gusts. Your Savior wishes you to be quiet. Do not be afraid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-7868123348909923274?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/7868123348909923274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=7868123348909923274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7868123348909923274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7868123348909923274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-not-be-afraid.html' title='Do Not Be Afraid'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-8894720443050670356</id><published>2010-05-10T12:46:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T10:01:27.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relevance'/><title type='text'>Relevance: Where does it belong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.creedcodecult.com/2010/05/on-relevance-part-2-families-meals-and.html"&gt;Creed Code Culture&lt;/a&gt; had an interesting post on the relevance of church in society. I especially liked the final comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But as stated above, good ecclesiological practice requires work. Rank individualism has no place in a healthy family, but its existence is even more noxious in a healthy church. That which makes the modern world go ’round has no business characterizing the people of God whose true home is the world to come. &lt;strong&gt;The church of Jesus Christ is to be prized&lt;/strong&gt;, therefore, along with all of her archaic, idiosyncratic, otherworldly, and counter-cultural characteristics. Her demand for our prompt attendance, our hearty service, one-tenth of our income, and one-seventh of our time may be “irrelevant” or “outdated,” but it is only so when the standard of relevance consists of the tastes and trends of this fleeting evil age. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have attended a wide variety of churches in my life. Starting out a Roman Catholic, I attended a church which did not concede one iota to attempting to make itself relevant. Then, in myand less Reformed days, I attended a seeker-sensitive church which claimed to be non-denominational (but let's just be honest, like all non-denominational churches, it was Baptist). Here everything had a polished and business-like image. The music was intentionally catchy and the sermons contained advice on how to live. We even had a fragarence-free section in the event somebody with perfume allergies visited us. Now, I attend a Confessional Presbyterian church (PCA represent!). The focus is on worshipping God in the depth of His glory and majesty. We follow a simple liturgy to ensure we focus on the Gospel rather than ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/isGrCmCFFmY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/isGrCmCFFmY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not to say we do not welcome visitors or actively reach out to those not similar to ourselves. Nevertheless, our goal is not to grow our numbers or make people comfortable. Our goal is to preach the truth of the Gospel. I am not sure how a church can equally maintain a focus on being seeker-sensitive and be Christocentric in its worship. Sunday is the Lord's Day and is not a day of outreach but a day set apart for Christians to hear God's Word preached and partake of God's sacrament of the Lord's Table. These are, by definition, not relevant to the outside culture (The natural person does not accept the things of the Spirit of God, for they are folly to him 1 Cor 2:14). They are uniquely relevant and necessary to the life of a believer (but to us who are being saved it is the power of God 1 Cor 1:18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the church's call to be salt and light likely demands relevance; this relevance should not be sought after during worship. Worship is not about non-Christians but about Christians confessing their sins and finding comfort in the finished, atoning work of Christ their Savior. Instead, relevance is an element of outreach and individual relationships. Individual needs vary greatly across individuals, time periods, and regions. Relevance in modern America is more likely to revolve around honest friendship. Helping people through drug addiction, loneliness, porn, depression, homosexuality, etc. should involve linking Christ's ultimacy to man's sins and needs. Christians will only desire to be relevant and to care for others if they are properly fed on the Lord's Day during worship, taught how to study Scripture and catechized, and are able to gaze on Christ Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of this did not make sense, I will summarize. Relevance is not a bad thing, but it is also not a Church thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-8894720443050670356?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/8894720443050670356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=8894720443050670356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8894720443050670356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8894720443050670356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/05/relevance-where-does-it-belong.html' title='Relevance: Where does it belong?'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-939035612343492092</id><published>2010-05-06T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T14:32:22.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness,</title><content type='html'>I came across this beautiful hymn at &lt;a href="http://wittenberg-door.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Wittenberg Door&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come into the daylight's splendor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There with joy thy praises render&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unto him whose grace unbounded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hath this wondrous banquet founded;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;High o'er all the heavens he reigneth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet to dwell with thee he deigneth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Bread of life, I pray thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me gladly here obey thee;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never to my hurt invited,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be thy love with love requited;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From this banquet let me measure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lord, how vast and deep its treasure;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through the gifts thou here dost give me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As thy guest in heaven receive me.&lt;br /&gt;Johann Franck (1618 – 1677)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-939035612343492092?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/939035612343492092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=939035612343492092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/939035612343492092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/939035612343492092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/05/deck-thyself-my-soul-with-gladness.html' title='Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness,'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-2380578966547211775</id><published>2010-05-01T16:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T16:37:37.819-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>DG Humor</title><content type='html'>Obama is going to regulate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;derivatives&lt;/span&gt;! They're an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;integral &lt;/span&gt;part. But where's the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;limit&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;-DG, one of the funniest men alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-2380578966547211775?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/2380578966547211775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=2380578966547211775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2380578966547211775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2380578966547211775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/05/dg-humor.html' title='DG Humor'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-8728067410684811282</id><published>2010-04-28T12:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T14:29:31.961-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Simpsons view of Grad Students</title><content type='html'>Thank you to my friend Nate N. from work for sharing &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XViCOAu6UC0"&gt;this video&lt;/a&gt; from the Simpsons.&lt;br /&gt;Yet another show hates Grad students.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-8728067410684811282?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/8728067410684811282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=8728067410684811282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8728067410684811282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8728067410684811282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/04/simpson-view-of-grad-students.html' title='Simpsons view of Grad Students'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-7532120343492597502</id><published>2010-04-18T09:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T09:25:21.732-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting on the Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luther'/><title type='text'>Luther on Psalm 130</title><content type='html'>I wait for the LORD, my soul waits,&lt;br /&gt;   and in his word I hope;&lt;br /&gt;my soul waits for the Lord&lt;br /&gt;   more than watchmen for the morning,&lt;br /&gt;   more than watchmen for the morning.&lt;br /&gt;-Psalm 130:5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are some who want to set the goal, appoint the hour and the measure, and prescribe to God exactly how they are to be helped and if they do not experience this, they despair; or, if possible, they seek help elsewhere. These do not tarry and wait for the Lord. God is supposed to wait for them, be ready at once and help them exactly as they themselves have designed. But those who wait for the Lord ask for mercy and leave it to God's gracious when, how, where, and by what means He shall help them"&lt;br /&gt;-Luther, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exposition on Psalm 130&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-7532120343492597502?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/7532120343492597502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=7532120343492597502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7532120343492597502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7532120343492597502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/04/luther-on-psalm-130.html' title='Luther on Psalm 130'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4091910635000450788</id><published>2010-04-17T10:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T10:28:26.925-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erskine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tobacco'/><title type='text'>Think and Smoke Tobacco</title><content type='html'>I recently ran across a &lt;a href="http://wittenberg-door.blogspot.com/2009/10/think-and-smoke-tobacco.html#links"&gt;poem &lt;/a&gt;of the Scottish preacher, &lt;a href="http://www.monergism.com/directory/link_category/Puritans/Misc-Puritans/Ralph-Erskine/"&gt;Ralph Erskine&lt;/a&gt;, that made me smile. It's entitled "Think and Smoke Tobacco" and combines tobacco and Reformed theology. Add beer or whiskey to the poem and I'd say it covers all the joys in which a single male is entitled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Part I&lt;br /&gt;This Indian weed now wither'd quite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Tho' green at noon, cut down at night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shows thy decay;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All flesh is hay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thus think, and smoke tobacco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pipe so lily-like and weak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does thus thy mortal state bespeak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thou art ev'n such,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone with a touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thus think, and smoke tobacco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the smoke ascends on high,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then thou behold'st the vanity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of worldly stuff,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gone with a puff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thus think, and smoke tobacco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the pipe grows foul within,&lt;br /&gt;Think on thy soul defil'd with sin;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For then the fire,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It does require.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thus think, and smoke tobacco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to thyself thou mayest say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That to the dust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Return thou must.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thus think, and smoke tobacco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Part II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this small plant for thee cut down?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So was the plant of great renown;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which mercy sendsFor nobler ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thus think, and smoke tobacco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doth juice medicinal proceed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From such a naughty foreign weed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then what's the pow'r&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of Jesse's flow'r?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thus think, and smoke tobacco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promise, like the pipe, inlays,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And by the mouth of faith conveys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What virtue flows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From Sharon's rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thus think, and smoke tobacco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In vain th' unlighted pipe you blow;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your pains in inward means are so,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Till heav'nly fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thy heart inspire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thus think, and smoke tobacco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smoke, like burning incense tow'rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So should a praying heart of yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With ardent cries,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Surmount the skies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thus think, and smoke tobacco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4091910635000450788?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4091910635000450788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4091910635000450788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4091910635000450788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4091910635000450788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/04/think-and-smoke-tobacco.html' title='Think and Smoke Tobacco'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-3198988937979310378</id><published>2010-04-05T22:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:34:41.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dispensationalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amillennialism'/><title type='text'>Dispies</title><content type='html'>I share three sermons on Dispensationalism by Brian Borgman, a Westminster Grad who pastors Grace Community Church in Nevada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sermonaudio.com/sermoninfo.asp?SID=126101523139"&gt;Origins of Dispensationalism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sermonaudio.com/sermoninfo.asp?SID=126101519187"&gt;Spread and Influence of the Dispensationists&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sermonaudio.com/sermoninfo.asp?SID=126101510492"&gt;The Teaching of Dispensationalism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sermons are part of a broader series on Church History. I've listened to the one on Spurgeon and enjoyed it greatly. Please bear in mind I believe this man to be a Credobaptist and thus his ecclesiology should be not always be trusted (end of theological warning).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-3198988937979310378?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/3198988937979310378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=3198988937979310378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3198988937979310378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3198988937979310378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/04/dispies.html' title='Dispies'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-3832960668002959901</id><published>2010-04-04T09:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T09:59:21.256-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='federal vistion'/><title type='text'>Keller not as Reformed as he claims</title><content type='html'>Tim Keller has always been a bit too popular for my liking. Perhaps this is a deep seated bias from childhood or maybe it's a recognition that most people are stupid and thus shouldn't be trusted. Thus, I am not surprised, but am a little concerned, that Keller is having &lt;a href="http://www.faithandwork.org/ntwright_why_christian_character_matters_page2975.php"&gt;heretic NT Wright&lt;/a&gt; speak at Redeemer Pres, NY. This is unfortunate. In a time where the Gospel is under attack from within allegedly Reformed circles (FV, NPP) and exposed to confusion from new errors (NCT), it is unwise to give heretics a forum at such a popular church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-3832960668002959901?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/3832960668002959901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=3832960668002959901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3832960668002959901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3832960668002959901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/04/keller-not-as-reformed-as-he-claims.html' title='Keller not as Reformed as he claims'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-8139073350212971857</id><published>2010-03-31T20:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:28:32.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>We're not the worst . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FXvv5sTqNa4"&gt;Graduate &lt;/a&gt;students are the worst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed deep belly laughs when I saw this 30 Rock episode. &lt;sarcasm&gt; What exactly do Grad students do, anyways? What a drain on society!  /sarcasm    &lt;/sarcasm&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-8139073350212971857?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/8139073350212971857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=8139073350212971857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8139073350212971857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8139073350212971857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/03/graduate-students-are-worst.html' title='We&apos;re not the worst . . .'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4187749054643809827</id><published>2010-03-21T23:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:00:11.918-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridley'/><title type='text'>Ridley's last words</title><content type='html'>Nicholas Ridley was martyred for his belief in the Gospel of Christ. I heard his last words preached by a Reformed Baptist commemorating the death of Thomas Cranmer (which happened today in 1556). With flames at his feet, Ridley comforted his older friend with these words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Be of good heart, brother, for God will either assuage the fury of the flame or else strengthen us to abide it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What beauty! Ridley does not offer ignorant optimism. Nor does he claim to know what God will do in particular. But he does realize that whatever is to happen, God's comfort and goodness will persist. Nicholas Ridley. BAMF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4187749054643809827?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4187749054643809827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4187749054643809827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4187749054643809827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4187749054643809827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/03/ridleys-last-words.html' title='Ridley&apos;s last words'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-7389247555414022909</id><published>2010-03-09T06:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T06:59:25.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And another!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/S5ZF69l4yhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/SSR2_eisLtE/s1600-h/SDC10070-sm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/S5ZF69l4yhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/SSR2_eisLtE/s320/SDC10070-sm.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446617678619396626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hamersmas have adopted their second. This time, it's a boy! I got an email from them at midnight last night saying that "Lucas Simon Hamersma" had come into this world! They bring him home tomorrow night.  All of my Gainesville friends are quickly turning into Gainesville families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-7389247555414022909?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/7389247555414022909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=7389247555414022909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7389247555414022909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7389247555414022909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-another.html' title='And another!'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/S5ZF69l4yhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/SSR2_eisLtE/s72-c/SDC10070-sm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-1002475638133641430</id><published>2010-03-08T22:57:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:13:28.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate and Jenee!!!</title><content type='html'>Nate and Jenee have had an &lt;a href="http://nateandjenee.blogspot.com/2010/02/8-minutes-of-ultrasound.html"&gt;ultrasound&lt;/a&gt;! It's a girl!! I am so excited for them. I (only somewhat selfishly) hope Nate can find a job in Texas so I can be there to see their daughter grow up! Now, to figure out what to get expecting parents (as my officemate and my cousin are both expecting as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/S5XYt4Eg6CI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pHIJ_5DLROo/s1600-h/n2008536_41677497_9727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/S5XYt4Eg6CI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pHIJ_5DLROo/s320/n2008536_41677497_9727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446497607031515170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-1002475638133641430?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/1002475638133641430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=1002475638133641430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1002475638133641430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1002475638133641430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/03/nate-and-jenee.html' title='Nate and Jenee!!!'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/S5XYt4Eg6CI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pHIJ_5DLROo/s72-c/n2008536_41677497_9727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-1984360702780947659</id><published>2010-03-08T22:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:07:42.647-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maclaren'/><title type='text'>Maclaren: What Proves God's Love?</title><content type='html'>Alexander Maclaren, a Scottish contemporary of Spurgeon, gave a sermon entitled, "What Proves God's Love?"  I share a passage from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Friends!  light does pour out from that Cross, whatever view men take of it. But the omnipotent  beam, the all-illuminating radiance, the transforming light, the heat that melts,  are all dependent on our looking at it—I do not only say, as Paul looked at it,  nor do I even say as Christ looked at it, but as the deep necessities of humanity  require that the world should look at it, as the altar whereon is laid the sacrifice  for our sins, the very Son of God Himself. To me the great truths of the Incarnation  and the Atonement of Jesus Christ are not points in a mere speculative theology;  they are the pulsating vital centre of religion. And every man needs them in his  own experience.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-1984360702780947659?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/1984360702780947659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=1984360702780947659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1984360702780947659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1984360702780947659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/03/maclaren-what-proves-gods-love.html' title='Maclaren: What Proves God&apos;s Love?'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-3360126760583198938</id><published>2010-02-17T11:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T11:10:44.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Refuge of My Weary Soul</title><content type='html'>Cody sent this to me. I have heard the hymn many times but find it a comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face,&lt;br /&gt;And shall I seek in vain?&lt;br /&gt;And can the ear of sovereign grace,&lt;br /&gt;Be deaf when I complain?&lt;br /&gt;No still the ear of sovereign grace,&lt;br /&gt;Attends the mourner's prayer&lt;br /&gt;Oh may I ever find access,&lt;br /&gt;To breathe my sorrows thereThy mercy seat is open still,&lt;br /&gt;Here let my soul retreat&lt;br /&gt;With humble hope attend Thy will,&lt;br /&gt;And wait beneath Thy feet.&lt;br /&gt;-Dear Refuge of My Weary Soul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-3360126760583198938?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/3360126760583198938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=3360126760583198938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3360126760583198938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3360126760583198938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/02/refuge-of-my-weary-soul.html' title='Refuge of My Weary Soul'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-6917336389919774881</id><published>2010-02-16T00:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:14:02.331-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Watson'/><title type='text'>Watson: God is Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;God is the summum bonum, the chief good. There's enough in God to satisfy the immense desire of the angels. He is omnimode dulcis, the quintessence of sweetness. In him perfections are centered, wisdom, holiness, goodness: he has rivers of pleasure where the soul shall bathe itself forever with infinite delight, Psalm xxxvi 36. So that here is ground sufficient for our drawing near to God; he is the chief good. -- Everything desires to approach to its happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Thomas Watson, The Happiness of Drawing Near to God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-6917336389919774881?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/6917336389919774881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=6917336389919774881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6917336389919774881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6917336389919774881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/02/watson-god-is-good.html' title='Watson: God is Good'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-5280405095446999262</id><published>2010-02-15T07:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T08:00:40.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smith playing Cowper's Watch the Rising Day</title><content type='html'>I heard this at Christ the King in Houston several weeks ago. It is an amazing hymn and Matthew Smith truly does it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WaIOwKndlpU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WaIOwKndlpU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/1861079599352770521-5280405095446999262?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/5280405095446999262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=5280405095446999262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/5280405095446999262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/5280405095446999262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/02/smith-playing-cowpers-watch-rising-day.html' title='Smith playing Cowper&apos;s Watch the Rising Day'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-384288930257231750</id><published>2010-02-12T11:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:23:58.478-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibbes'/><title type='text'>Bruised Reed: Encouragement</title><content type='html'>For the concluding of this point, and our encouragement to a thorough work of bruising, and patience under God's bruising of us, &lt;strong&gt;let all know that none are fitter for comfort than those that think themselves furthest off. &lt;/strong&gt;Men, for the most part, are not lost enough in their own feeling for a Saviour. &lt;strong&gt;A holy despair in ourselves is the ground of true hope. &lt;/strong&gt;In God the fatherless find mercy (Hos. 14:3); if men were more fatherless, they should feel more God's fatherly affection from heaven, for the God who dwells in the highest heavens dwells likewise in the lowest soul (Isa. 57:15). Christ's sheep are weak sheep, and lacking in something or other; he therefore applies himself to the necessities of every sheep. He seeks that which was lost, and brings again that which was driven out of the way, and binds up that which was broken, and strengthens the weak (Ezek. 34:16). His tenderest care is over the weakest. The lambs he carries in his bosom (Isa. 40:11). He says to Peter, `Feed my lambs' (John 21:15). He was most familiar and open to troubled souls. How careful he was that Peter and the rest of the apostles should not be too much dejected after his resurrection! `Go your way, tell his disciples and Peter' (Mark 16:7). Christ knew that guilt of their unkindness in leaving of him had dejected their spirits. How gently did he endure the unbelief of Thomas and stooped so far unto his weakness, as to suffer him to thrust his hand into his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; -Richard Sibbes, A Bruised Reed, Ch. 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-384288930257231750?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/384288930257231750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=384288930257231750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/384288930257231750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/384288930257231750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/02/bruised-reed-encouragement.html' title='Bruised Reed: Encouragement'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-996523232705162529</id><published>2010-02-08T09:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T09:29:21.479-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibbes'/><title type='text'>Bruised Reed: When Doubt Assails Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The sighs of a bruised heart carry in them a report, both of our affection to Christ, and of his care to us. The eyes of our souls cannot be towards him unless he has cast a gracious look upon us first. &lt;strong&gt;The least love we have to him is but a reflection of his love first shining upon us&lt;/strong&gt;. As Christ did, in his example to us, whatever he charges us to do, so &lt;strong&gt;he suffered in his own person whatever he calls us to suffer, so that he might the better learn to relieve and pity us in our sufferings.&lt;/strong&gt; In his desertion in the garden and on the cross he was content to be without that unspeakable solace which the presence of his Father gave, both to bear the wrath of the Lord for a time for us, and likewise to know the better how to comfort us in our greatest extremities. God sees fit that we should taste of that cup of which his Son drank so deep, that we might feel a little what sin is, and what his Son's love was. But &lt;strong&gt;our comfort is that Christ drank the dregs of the cup for us&lt;/strong&gt;, and will succor us, so that our spirits may not utterly fail under that little taste of his displeasure which we may feel. He became not only a man but a curse, a man of sorrows, for us. &lt;strong&gt;He was broken that we should not be broken; he was troubled, that we should not be desperately troubled; he became a curse, that we should not be accursed.&lt;/strong&gt; Whatever may be wished for in an all sufficient comforter is all to be found in Christ:&lt;br /&gt;1. Authority from the Father. All power was given to him (Matt. 28:18). &lt;/div&gt;2. Strength in himself. His name is `The mighty God' (Isa. 9:6).&lt;br /&gt;3. Wisdom, and that from his own experience, how and when to help (Heb. 2:18).&lt;br /&gt;4. Willingness, as being bone of our bones and flesh of our flesh (Gen. 2:23; Eph. 5:30).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-The Bruised Reed, Chapter 9, Richard Sibbes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-996523232705162529?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/996523232705162529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=996523232705162529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/996523232705162529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/996523232705162529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/02/bruised-reed-when-doubt-assails-us.html' title='Bruised Reed: When Doubt Assails Us'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-6853634191018306623</id><published>2010-01-22T23:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:40:56.371-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Legion: A Wonderful Masterpiece</title><content type='html'>So Bounds and I saw Legion. The &lt;a href="http://www.movies.com/movie-reviews/legion-review/dave-white/123850"&gt;review &lt;/a&gt;got it spot on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's In It:&lt;/strong&gt; Paul Bettany, Lucas Black, Tyrese Gibson, Adrianne Palicki, Charles S. Dutton, Kevin Durand, Jon Tenney, Willa Holland, Kate Walsh, Dennis Quaid&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Basics:&lt;/strong&gt; God is pretty upset with everything and everyone and decides, on this very special Christmas, to send murderous angels and possessed monster-people to exterminate humanity. (At the beginning, a prophetic lady says that God is simply "tired of all the bull$#*!.") And not just any exterminating angels either. These are demons disguised as kindly grannies who use the "C" word and stabby murder-children who will carve you like a turkey. Meanwhile, the angel Michael has turned on God and comes to Earth to try to save those who ask for it by name. So yeah, not exactly what you were promised in the Bible, really, but this is Hollywood's super-occult version of Revelation and who are you to tell them they're wrong?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;What's The Deal:&lt;/strong&gt; I really enjoyed this stupid movie. And that's because even though it makes almost no sense for a good chunk of its running time, it moves fast, keeps the action exciting, takes out major characters with no regard for how much you may like them, and plays fast and loose with all kinds of religious thought, so it's guaranteed to offend just about anyone with an opinion on the subject. There are also some pretty cool examples of exploding guts and a &lt;em&gt;Terminator&lt;/em&gt;-like sequel setup. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;By The Way, It's Also A Nativity Story:&lt;/strong&gt; One of the plotlines involves a waitress who's eight months pregnant with an absent, unknown father, another guy who's devoted to her anyway and a fetus who is basically Jesus, Part 2. Unfortunately, this second-second coming is the target of a deity that &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; believes in abortion. If you can imagine Mary and Joseph stumbling into the &lt;em&gt;Dawn of the Dead&lt;/em&gt; shopping mall then you're on the right track.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Why Dennis Quaid Is In This Movie:&lt;/strong&gt; Who knows, but it makes a trilogy of no-brainer check-cashing roles that began with &lt;em&gt;Pandorum&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra&lt;/em&gt; and hopefully will end here.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Unexpected MVP:&lt;/strong&gt; Tyrese Gibson, who's normally responsible for sucking the life out of most of the films he's in, gets all the fun dialogue like, "You're asking me to explain the behavior of a mother_______ pestilence?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I give the movie an A+ for amazing, hilarious heresy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-6853634191018306623?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/6853634191018306623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=6853634191018306623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6853634191018306623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6853634191018306623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/01/legion-wonderful-masterpiece.html' title='Legion: A Wonderful Masterpiece'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-7876353558150145148</id><published>2010-01-21T20:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:15:57.481-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contentment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burroughs'/><title type='text'>Burroughs on Contentment</title><content type='html'>Spiritual contentment comes from the frame of the soul. The contentment of a man or woman who is rightly content does not come so much from outward arguments or from any outward help, as from the disposition of their own hearts. The disposition of their own hearts causes and brings forth this gracious contentment rather than any external thing. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429382104401772690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/S1kKQgK7AJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LSD7jX8cdHk/s320/jburr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would unfold this further to you with this simile: To be content as a result of some external thing is like warming a man's clothes by the fire. But to be content through an inward disposition of the soul is like the warmth that a man's clothes have from the natural heat of the body. A man who is healthy in body puts on his clothes, and perhaps at first on a cold morning they feel cold. But after he has had them on a little while they are warm. Now, how did they get warm? They were not near the fire? No, this came from the natural heat of his body. Now when a sickly man, the natural heat of whose body has deteriorated, puts on his clothes, they do not get hot after a long time. He must warm them by the fire, and even then they will soon be cold again.&lt;br /&gt;This will illustrate the different contentments of men. Some are very gracious, and when an affliction comes on them, though at first it seems a little cold, after they have borne it a while, the very temper of their hearts makes their afflictions easy. They are quiet under it and do not complain of any discontent. But now there are others that have an affliction upon them and have not this good temper in their hearts. Their afflictions are very cold and troublesome to them. Maybe, if you bring some external arguments to bear upon them like the fire that warms the clothes, they will be quiet for a while. But, alas, if they lack a gracious disposition in their own hearts, that warmth will not last long. The warmth of the fire, that is, a contentment that results merely from external arguments, will not last long. But that which comes from the gracious temper of one's spirit will last. When it comes from the spirit of a man or woman-that is true contentment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jeremiah Burroughs, &lt;a href="http://www.bibleteacher.org/jbcontent1.htm"&gt;The Rare Jewel of Christian Contentment &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-7876353558150145148?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/7876353558150145148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=7876353558150145148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7876353558150145148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/7876353558150145148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/01/burroughs-on-contentment.html' title='Burroughs on Contentment'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/S1kKQgK7AJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LSD7jX8cdHk/s72-c/jburr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-8193317154778223709</id><published>2010-01-21T15:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T15:51:14.237-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><title type='text'>Derivatives and Tax Avoidance</title><content type='html'>The determinants and consequences of tax avoidance is currently quite the topic in academia. While one of my professors may attack the construct of tax avoidance, it is difficult to turn a blind eye to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gymnastics&lt;/span&gt; in which some corporations engage to save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears the IRS is going after &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/21/business/21tax.html"&gt;banks for tax &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;avoidance&lt;/span&gt; using derivatives&lt;/a&gt;. Essentially an equity swap is a transaction which transfers the gains, losses, and dividends from the legal owner of the share to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;counterparty&lt;/span&gt;. This complicated contract may allow banks to not withhold taxes when paying the gains and dividends out to foreign &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;counterparties&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always neutral on topics of tax avoidance. If the Federal government didn't maintain the highest tax rates in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OECD&lt;/span&gt;, corporations wouldn't attempt to hide income. That being said, there is something Biblical about rendering unto &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Caesar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many finance majors in the hedge funds decided to avoid taxes simply due to the sexy-sounding name "derivative." Oh, those finance people . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-8193317154778223709?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/8193317154778223709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=8193317154778223709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8193317154778223709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/8193317154778223709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/01/derivatives-and-tax-avoidance.html' title='Derivatives and Tax Avoidance'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-6064015618337352769</id><published>2010-01-20T09:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:06:43.258-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luther'/><title type='text'>Luther on Gal 3:6</title><content type='html'>Let me ask you only this: Did you receive the Spirit by works of the law or by hearing with faith? Are you so foolish? Having begun by the Spirit, are you now being perfected by the flesh? Did you suffer so many things in vain—if indeed it was in vain? Does he who supplies the Spirit to you and works miracles among you do so by works of the law, or by hearing with faith— just as Abraham "believed God, and it was counted to him as righteousness"?&lt;br /&gt;-Gal 3:2-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your faith supplant reason. Abraham mastered reason by faith in the Word of God. Not as though reason ever yields meekly. It put up a fight against the faith of Abraham. Reason protested that it was absurd to think that Sarah who was ninety years old and barren by nature, should give birth to a son. But faith won the victory and routed reason, that ugly beast and enemy of God. Everyone who by faith slays reason, the world’s biggest monster, renders God a real service, a better service than the religions of all races and all the drudgery of meritorious monks can render.&lt;br /&gt;-Luther on Gal 3:6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-6064015618337352769?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/6064015618337352769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=6064015618337352769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6064015618337352769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6064015618337352769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/01/luther-on-gal-36.html' title='Luther on Gal 3:6'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-1404432984036686527</id><published>2010-01-16T22:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:25:17.569-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Prideful Boasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IHOP&lt;/span&gt; had all you can eat pancakes today for $5.99.&lt;br /&gt;I said I would eat 12.&lt;br /&gt;I ate 13. And sausage, eggs, and hash browns.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure I am going to make it through the the night. I feel about ten pounds weighing on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;intestines&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Scott and Bounds failed. They did not eat 12.&lt;br /&gt;I am the man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-1404432984036686527?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/1404432984036686527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=1404432984036686527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1404432984036686527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1404432984036686527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/01/prideful-boasting.html' title='Prideful Boasting'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-9073195550545197402</id><published>2010-01-12T11:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T11:43:10.333-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redemption'/><title type='text'>Quote on Redemption</title><content type='html'>Last night I had dinner with my good friend Dave J. When discussing theology, he shared a quote I found rather insightful. It speaks of the entirety of redemption and implicitly about the length which the Curse has affected mankind. As Christians, we must remember the Curse and the fallen nature of mankind affects us in all areas of our lives and that Christ seeks a holistic and complete redemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"We can easily perceive a general outline of dividedness ranging across the intellectual, political, moral, and theological frontiers of contemporary culture.  We observe freedom without responsibility ineducational institutions, sensuality without love in the pornographic industry, and images without substance in the world of advertising.We witness the current enthusiasm for de-biologized personhood, discarnate humanism, and depersonalized individualism.  We note the irony of education as if truth did not matter,  economics as if people did not matter, and theology as if natural law did not matter.  We perceive the frustration where the individual is alienated  from community, where sex is disassociated from procreation, and the finite is  separated from the infinite.  We see marriage without intimacy,nature  without God, life without meaning.  In sum we find a world that is severely  dislocated and profoundly divided, one that cries out for wholeness and redemption." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-- Donald DeMarco, The Incarnation in aDivided World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-9073195550545197402?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/9073195550545197402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=9073195550545197402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/9073195550545197402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/9073195550545197402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/01/quote-on-redemption.html' title='Quote on Redemption'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-1717517606560765866</id><published>2010-01-08T12:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:06:45.591-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manton'/><title type='text'>Thomas Manton Devotion</title><content type='html'>I have been enjoying the free pages of &lt;a href="http://www.wtsbooks.com/product-exec/product_id/6718/nm/Voices_from_the_Past_Puritan_Devotional_Readings_Clothbound_"&gt;Voices from the Past &lt;/a&gt;from Westminster Bookstore. It's certainly the type of devotional I could see myself purchasing. I share today's text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallowed be your name.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There is in each of us an envy; O how hard a matter it is to rejoice in the gifts, graces, and labours of others, and be content in circumstances, when God casts us by as unworthy, and uses others to glorify his name! We are troubled if others glorify God, and not us, or more than us, or if they are more holy, more useful, or more serious; self will not yield to this. &lt;em&gt;Now by putting up this prayer to God, we leave it to him to choose the instrument that he will employ&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;We should be content to be abased and obscure provided Christ is honoured and exalted&lt;/em&gt;. Many times we must be content, not only to be active instruments but passive objects of his glory. &lt;em&gt;If God will glorify himself by our poverty, or our disgrace, our pain and sickness, we must be content&lt;/em&gt;. We need to deal with God seriously about this matter that we may submit to the Lord’s will as Jesus: ‘Save me from this hour; but for this cause came I unto this hour: Father, glorify thy name’ (John 12:27-28). This was the humble submission of Christ Jesus, and it should be in us! The martyrs were contented to be bound to the stake, if that way God might use them for his glory. ‘My earnest expectation and hope . . . Christ . . . exalted in my body, whether by life or by death’ (Phil. 1:20). We need to deal with God that we may have the end, and leave the means to his own choosing; that God may be glorified in our condition, whatever it is. &lt;em&gt;If he wills for us to be rich and full, that he might be glorified in our bounty; if he wills for us to be poor and low, that he may be glorified in our patience; if he will have us healthy, that he may be glorified in our labour; if he will have us sick, that he may be glorified in our pain; if he will have us live, that he may be glorified in our lives; if he will have us die, that he may be glorified in our deaths&lt;/em&gt; (Rom. 14:8).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Thomas Manton,Works, i:77&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I recall reading recently (somewhere in Edwards' works) that our love for God must be divorced from the benefits we receive from Him. If our love for God is contingent upon the blessings He gives us, then we worship His blessings and not God Himself. Manton speaks of a similar theme: God will be glorified through the means He chooses. If this involves physical, emotional, or spiritual suffering, then we are to endure it. Our love for Christ must originate from the fact He is an object worthy of love, respect, and honor. Anything short of that is not true love. We should be able to open our mouths to praise our Lord even when we sit in every sort of poverty, knowing that He is being glorified. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-1717517606560765866?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/1717517606560765866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=1717517606560765866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1717517606560765866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1717517606560765866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/01/thomas-manton-devotion.html' title='Thomas Manton Devotion'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-2278446153661743653</id><published>2010-01-05T18:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T18:10:29.490-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Attempts at cooking</title><content type='html'>Much to the joy of my mother, I purchased a crock pot today and embarked on my first culinary adventure. I cooked lentils and brown rice and added onions for flavor. It's horribly bland but warm and edible. By the time I finish the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; quart of the entree, I should figure out how to season it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-2278446153661743653?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/2278446153661743653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=2278446153661743653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2278446153661743653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2278446153661743653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/01/attempts-at-cooking.html' title='Attempts at cooking'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-10697398995897796</id><published>2010-01-02T12:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:22:43.811-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Thoughts II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There is an admirable conjunction or meeting of diverse and paradoxical elements in the Person of Jesus Christ. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Such are the various divine perfections and excellencies that Christ is possessed of. Christ is a divine person and therefore has all the attributes of God. There do meet in Jesus Christ infinite highness and infinite condescension. Christ, as he is God, is infinitely great and high above all. He is higher than the kings of the earth for He is King of kings, and Lord of lords. He is higher than the heavens, and higher than all the highest angels of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;So great is Christ, that all men, kings and princes, are as worms of the dust before him&lt;/u&gt;...He is so high, that he is infinitely above any need of us. He is above our reach, that we cannot profitable to him, and above our conceptions that &lt;u&gt;we cannot fully comprehend him&lt;/u&gt;. Christ is the Creator and great Possessor (owner) of heaven and earth. He is sovereign Lord of all. His knowledge and wisdom is without bounds. His power is infinite, and none can resist him. His riches are immense and inexhaustible. His majesty is infinitely terrible (awesome or awful).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet Jesus is one of infinite condescension. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;None are so low or inferior, but Christ's condescension is sufficient to take a careful notice of them. He condescends graciously not only to the angels, humbling himself to behold the things that are done in heaven, but &lt;u&gt;he also condescends to such poor creatures as sinful men&lt;/u&gt;- -even to those who are of the lowest rank and degree, such as those commonly despised by their fellow creatures- - &lt;u&gt;yet Christ does not despise them (1 Cor. 1:28)&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ condescends to take notice of beggars (Luke 16:22) and people of the most despised nations of men (Col. 3:11). He that is thus high, condescends to take a gracious notice of little children (Matt. 14:14). What is even more significant, is that Christ takes a gracious notice of the most unworthy, sinful creatures, &lt;u&gt;those that have no right to ask anything of God&lt;/u&gt;, and those that have infinitely offended God's holiness and character by living sinfully and selfishly, a law unto themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet so great is Jesus' condescension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a meeting of infinite highness and low condescension do we see in the Person of Jesus Christ! We see in many of our experiences what a tendency that a high position or station with men will make them quite the contrary in their disposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;If one worm be a little exalted above another, by having more dust, or a bigger dunghill, how much does he make of himself!&lt;/u&gt; What a distance does he keep from those that are below him! And a little condescension is what he expects of other men below him and for his position to be acknowledged as important and powerful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet Christ condescends to wash our feet, even the feet of sinners who think so highly of themselves! . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What an amazing act of grace was it when Christ took upon our human&lt;/u&gt; nature. In this act of great condescension, he who was God became man. The Word should be made flesh, and should take on him a nature infinitely below his original nature. We should appreciate the remarkably low circumstances of his incarnation: He was conceived in the womb of a poor young woman, whose poverty appeared in this, when she came to offer sacrifices for her purification, she brought what was allowed of in the Law only in the case of poverty, a pair of turtle-doves or two young pigeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ's infinite condescension marvelously appeared in the manner of his birth. He was brought forth in a stable, because there was no room for them in the inn. &lt;u&gt;The inn was taken up by others, that were looked upon as persons of greater account.&lt;/u&gt; The blessed Virgin, being poor and despised, was turned or shut out. Though she was in such need, yet those that counted themselves her better would not give place to them. Therefore, in her time of giving birth, she was forced to give birth to her son in a stable, and laid him in a feed trough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Christ lay a little infant, and there he eminently appeared as a lamb. &lt;u&gt;But yet this feeble infant, born this way in a stable, and laid in a feed trough, was born to conquer and triumph over Satan&lt;/u&gt;, that roaring lion (cf. 1 Peter 5:8). Jesus came to subdue the mighty powers of darkness, and make a show of them openly, and so to &lt;u&gt;restore peace on earth&lt;/u&gt;, and to &lt;u&gt;manifest God's good-will towards men&lt;/u&gt;, and to bring glory to God in the highest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus Christ's life, and especially in his suffering and death, he appears as paradoxically both lion and lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He appeared as a lamb in the hands of his cruel enemies, as a lamb in the paws and between the devouring jaws of a roaring lion. He was a lamb actually slain by this lion, and yet at the same time, as the Lion of the Tribe of Judah, &lt;u&gt;he conquers and triumphs over Satan&lt;/u&gt;, destroying his own devourer! In Christ's death on the cross, we see the glorious strength of the lion destroying his enemies, as he was brought as a lamb to the slaughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ's greatest weakness he was the strongest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;--Jonathan Edwards, Sermon "The Excellency of Christ" on Rev. 5:5-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-10697398995897796?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/10697398995897796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=10697398995897796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/10697398995897796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/10697398995897796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/01/advent-thoughts-ii.html' title='Advent Thoughts II'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-2476483773901771870</id><published>2010-01-02T12:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:23:10.715-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='athanasius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zwingli'/><title type='text'>Advent Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Since I have a few hours to fill before my return flight, I spent it mindless browsing the internet. It's refreshing to let one's mind wander without an intended direction. I went back to this old blog and decided I should share some of the Advent Thoughts I e-mailed to my friends. They will, of course, be late as Christmas (let alone New Years) has already passed. Nevertheless, the glory and wonder of the Incarnation should be considered regardless of the season.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12pt;" &gt;For this purpose, then, the incorporeal and incorruptible and immaterial Word of God entered our world. In one sense, indeed, He was not far from it before, for no part of creation had ever been without Him Who, while ever abiding in union with the Father, yet fills all things that are. &lt;u&gt;But now He entered the world in a new way&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;stooping to our level in His love &lt;/u&gt;and Self-revealing to us. He saw the reasonable race, the race of men that, like Himself, expressed the Father's Mind, wasting out of existence, and death reigning over all in corruption. &lt;u&gt;He saw that corruption held us all the closer&lt;/u&gt;, because it was the penalty for the Transgression; He saw, too, how unthinkable it would be for the law to be repealed before it was fulfilled. He saw how unseemly it was that the very things of which He Himself was the Artificer should be disappearing. &lt;u&gt;He saw how the surpassing wickedness of men was mounting up against them&lt;/u&gt;; He saw also their universal liability to death. All this He saw and, &lt;u&gt;pitying our race,&lt;/u&gt; moved with compassion for our limitation, unable to endure that death should have the mastery, rather than that His creatures should perish and the work of His Father for us men come to nought, &lt;u&gt;He took to Himself a body, a human body even as our own&lt;/u&gt;. Nor did He will merely to become embodied or merely to appear; had that been so, He could have revealed His divine majesty in some other and better way. No, He took &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt; body, and not only so, but He took it directly from a spotless, stainless virgin. . . He, the Mighty One, the Artificer of all, Himself prepared this body in the virgin as a temple for Himself, and took it for His very own, as the instrument through which He was known and in which He dwelt. Thus, taking a body like our own, because all our bodies were liable to the corruption of death, He surrendered His body to death instead of all, and offered it to the Father. &lt;u&gt;This He did out of sheer love for us, so that in His death all might die, and the law of death&lt;/u&gt; thereby be abolished because, having fulfilled in His body that for which it was appointed, it was thereafter voided of its power for men. This He did that He might turn again to incorruption men who had turned back to corruption, and &lt;u&gt;make them alive &lt;/u&gt;through death by the appropriation of His body and by the grace of His resurrection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12pt;" &gt;But, as we have already seen, men, foolish as they are, thought little of the grace they had received, and turned away from God. &lt;u&gt;They defiled their own soul so completely&lt;/u&gt; that they not only lost their apprehension of God, but invented for themselves other gods of various kinds. . . What was God to do in face of this dehumanising of mankind, this universal hiding of the knowledge of Himself by the wiles of evil spirits? Was He to keep silence before so great a wrong and let men go on being thus deceived and kept in ignorance of Himself? . . . What, then, was God to do? What else could He possibly do, being God, but &lt;u&gt;renew His Image in mankind&lt;/u&gt;, so that through it men &lt;u&gt;might once more come to know Him&lt;/u&gt;? And how could this be done save by the coming of the very Image Himself, our Savior Jesus Christ? Men could not have done it, for they are only made after the Image; nor could angels have done it, for they are not the images of God. The Word of God came in His own Person, because it was He alone, the Image of the Father Who could recreate man made after the Image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12pt;" &gt;-St. Athanasius, De Incarnatione Verbi Dei, 2.8; 3.11,13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Therefore the Son of the most high King &lt;u&gt;put on the cloak of the flesh and came forth to be made a victim&lt;/u&gt; (for in His divine nature He could not die) to placate unchangeable justice and reconcile . . . And this He did because He is gentle and merciful, and these virtues could just as little suffer rejection of His creation as justice could permit freedom from&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;punishment. Righteousness and mercy were mingled together, therefore, that the one should furnish the victim and the other accept it for the atonement of all sins. From what class of beings, then, was this victim to be chosen? From the angels? But what did the transgression of man concern them? From men? But they were all guilty before God, so that whichever one of them had been marked out for the sacrifice would have been unable to accomplish it on account of his defilement. For the lamb, which typically represented this victim, had to be altogether sound, pure and clean. &lt;u&gt;The divine goodness, therefore, took from itself that which it would give to us. It clothed its own Son with the weakness of our flesh, that we might see that its bounty and mercy were equally supreme with its holiness or righteousness.&lt;/u&gt; For what has He left ungivenwho giveth us Himself, as the divine Paul has said [Rom. 8: 32]? If He had made an angel or a man the victim, what he gave would have been outside of Himself. There would, therefore, have been something greater left, which He might have given, namely, Himself, but which He had not given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;When, therefore, supreme goodness intended to bestow the supreme gift, it gave the most precious thing it could bring out of its treasure chest, namely, &lt;strong&gt;itself&lt;/strong&gt;, that the heart of man, ever eager for something greater, should not even have a way left to wonder how this angelic or human victim could be so great as to be sufficient for all, or how one could put unshaken trust in a creature&lt;/u&gt;. The Son of God has, therefore, been given to us as a confirmation of His mercy, as a pledge of pardon, as the price of righteousness, and as a rule of life, to make us sure of the grace of God, and to teach us the law of living. Who could worthily extol the greatness of this divine goodness and generosity? &lt;u&gt;We had deserved to be &lt;em&gt;disowned&lt;/em&gt;, and He honors us with being &lt;em&gt;chosen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;u&gt;We had &lt;em&gt;destroyed &lt;/em&gt;the way of life, and He has &lt;em&gt;restored&lt;/em&gt; it.&lt;/u&gt; Thus, then, we have been redeemed and renewed by divine goodness so completely as to be acceptable through his mercy, and to be justified and blameless through his atoning sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;-Zwingli, Brief Exposition of the Christian Faith, I.III, written 1531&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-2476483773901771870?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/2476483773901771870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=2476483773901771870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2476483773901771870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/2476483773901771870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2010/01/advent-thoughts.html' title='Advent Thoughts'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-1313056448514035367</id><published>2009-08-23T19:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:33:22.444-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>I thought this was kind of funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;The old "going through a tunnel" excuse doesn't quite work on gmail chat. Not that it works in Florida but I usually can get away with it. . . I wonder what gave me away :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":19i"&gt;it will be good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div dir="f" class="km" role="chatMessage" live="assertive"&gt;&lt;div id=":19k" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;me: im going through a tunnel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":19l" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;cant hear you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="t" class="km" role="chatMessage" live="assertive"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt; &lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;Ashley: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":19n"&gt;lol lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="f" class="km" role="chatMessage" live="assertive"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt; &lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":19o"&gt;can't hear you! are you talking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="t" class="km" role="chatMessage" live="assertive"&gt;&lt;div class="kk"&gt; &lt;span class="kn" dir="ltr"&gt;Ashley: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span dir="ltr" id=":19r"&gt;lol you are so disrespectful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: this is all in jest, I'm not actually being a jerk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-1313056448514035367?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/1313056448514035367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=1313056448514035367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1313056448514035367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1313056448514035367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-thought-this-was-kind-of-funny.html' title='I thought this was kind of funny'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4162829586437761966</id><published>2009-08-21T21:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:18:43.408-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calvin'/><title type='text'>Calvin and Ben on Christian Liberty</title><content type='html'>As I am taken aback by some cold or virus, I spent a quiet Friday evening at home. I thumbed through "Putting Amazing Back into Grace" by Michael Horton and began to think on Christian liberty. As is typical, I looked to see what Calvin had to say on the matter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The knowledge of this l&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iberty is very necessary to us&lt;/span&gt;; where it is wanting our consciences will have no rest, there will be no end of superstition. . . . For when once the conscience is entangled in the net, it enters a long and inextricable labyrinth, from which it is afterwards most difficult to escape. When a man begins to doubt whether it is lawful for him to use linen for sheets, shirts, napkins, and handkerchiefs, he will not long be secure as to hemp, and will at last have doubts as to tow; for he will revolve in his mind whether he cannot sup without napkins, or dispense with handkerchiefs. Should he deem a daintier food unlawful, he will afterwards feel uneasy for using loafbread and common eatables, because he will think that his body might possibly be supported on a still meaner food. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If he hesitates as to a more genial wine, he will scarcely drink the worst with a good conscience; at last he will not dare to touch water if more than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="pb" id="v.xx-Page_2135"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;usually sweet and pure. &lt;/span&gt;In fine, he will come to this, that he will deem it criminal to trample on a straw lying in his way. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For it is no trivial dispute that is here commenced, the point in debate being, whether the use of this thing or that is in accordance with the divine will&lt;/span&gt;, which ought to take precedence of all our acts and counsels. Here some must by despair be hurried into an abyss, while others, despising God and casting off his fear, will not be able to make a way for themselves without ruin. When men are involved in such doubts whatever be the direction in which they turn, every thing they see must offend their conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Calvin, Institutes of Christian Religion, 3.19.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is, however, to be carefully observed, that Christian liberty is in all its parts a spiritual matter, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whole force of which consists in giving peace to trembling consciences&lt;/span&gt;, whether they are anxious and disquieted as to the forgiveness of sins, or as to whether their imperfect works, polluted by the infirmities of the flesh, are pleasing to God, or are perplexed as to the use of things indifferent.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Calvin, Institutes of Christian Religion, 3.19.9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians are free to enjoy the blessings of God. There is no virtue or grace in a monastic life of meaningless denial. I recently told my RUF Pastor that I was a hedonist. Every morning I wake up and work so long as it pleases me. Then I read so long as it pleases me, or go for a walk, or spend time online. I find friends with whom to drink good beer or play Halo. My life is one of comfort, abundance, and pleasure. I felt unease over such a lifestyle. Shouldn't my life be different or more than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben mocked my sense of guilt and told me enjoying the blessings of God are a means of praise. I was essentially falling prey to the same labryinth described by Calvin. I thought if something is good then it must be sinful. Instead, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes repentance looks like ice cream and beer.&lt;/span&gt;" By enjoying God's good gifts, I am not "over thinking" or idolizing my marginal product as is my tendency.  By backing away from my grueling work ethic and demand for academic success, I was reposing in the common grace of the Almighty. Although, I was reminded there is an honorable calling of which I am to pursue which involves my self-sacrifice: marriage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4162829586437761966?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4162829586437761966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4162829586437761966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4162829586437761966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4162829586437761966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2009/08/calvin-and-mike-on-christian-liberty.html' title='Calvin and Ben on Christian Liberty'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-1940921141505893192</id><published>2009-08-13T21:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:16:32.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vos'/><title type='text'>Love me some Geerhardus Vos</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Just as the blessedness of God exists in the free relationship of the three Persons of the adorable Being, so man shall also find his blessedness in the covenantal relationship with God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Geerhardus Vos, as quoted in Michael Horton's God of Promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-1940921141505893192?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/1940921141505893192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=1940921141505893192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1940921141505893192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/1940921141505893192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-me-some-geerhardus-vos.html' title='Love me some Geerhardus Vos'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-693171474313082594</id><published>2009-08-09T08:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T09:06:41.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Luther, Resistance, God's Justice</title><content type='html'>I share a quote from Luther this morning. I stumbled across it in a journal article my good friend Cody shared with me. The article is entitled "Luther and Political Millenarianism: The Case of the Peasants' War" by JM Porter, published in the Journal of the History of Ideas (1981).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you see that the rulers think so little of their souls' salvation that they rage and do wrong, what does it matter to you if they ruin your property, body, wife, and child? They cannot hurt your soul, and they do themselves more harm than they do you because they damn their own souls and that must result in the ruin of body and property&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Martin Luther, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whether Soldiers, Too, Can be Saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I find two useful thoughts in Luther's quote. First, while it appears everyday I read of a new law usurping my freedom and consolidating Federal power, I need not fear. Whatever war is eventually raged against my family and my brethren, the tyrants will suffer far greater damage. My inheritance is secured in Christ's Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, and in line with the first, injustices perpetrated against me are not without damage to those who harm me. Luther's thought applies to every harm committed against an individual and not just to governments. The harm inflicted on me will be returned in some form. Even the sin of believers is not without a form of punishment. (God uses this to teach the offending party - I am not implying Christ's death did not pay the full price for God's wrath).  It is easy to control my urge to revenge but not so easy to wonder why harm seems to run unconstrained in this world. God's justice is as enduring as His mercy. Oddly enough, I trust God's mercy more often than I trust God's justice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-693171474313082594?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/693171474313082594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=693171474313082594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/693171474313082594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/693171474313082594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2009/08/luther-resistance-gods-justice.html' title='Luther, Resistance, God&apos;s Justice'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-611106508896830394</id><published>2009-08-04T07:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T08:09:52.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calvin'/><title type='text'>Calvin on Romans 4:18</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "In hope [Abraham] believed against hope, that he should become the father of many nations, as he had been told,"So shall your offspring be.""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; -Romans 4:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes faith is irrational. I don't mean to be a Kantian and say faith is entirely separate from reason. It certainly isn't. At times, reason can support a strong and hearty faith. Sometimes, though, when one looks at life it is difficult to immediately see how God will work things for good. One can, if one were to look with a cold heart, assemble an argument against God's promises. However, it is in these circumstances that one must not rely on their corrupted reason and instead rely on the sovereignty and honesty of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I read Romans 4:18 and Calvin's accompanying commentary. Abraham had no reason to believe in God. His wife was post-menopausal and barren. She wasn't going to have a child. Abraham himself was old (and I confess I don't know if this affects male reproduction but it certainly would not be surprising if it did). The evidence against God's faithfulness was abundant and easily recognizable. Nevertheless, Abraham believed in God. Abraham, a man raised as a pagan who lacked any inscripturated Word, knew God to be mighty, loving, and keeper of His covenants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If we thus read, the sense is, that when there was no probable reason, yea, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when all things were against him, he yet continued to believe.&lt;/span&gt; And, doubtless, there is nothing more injurious to faith than to fasten our minds to our eyes, that we may from what we see, seek a reason for our hope. We may also read, “above hope,” and perhaps more suitably; as though he had said that by his faith he far surpassed all that he could conceive; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for except faith flies upward on celestial wings so as to look down on all the perceptions of the flesh as on things far below, it will stick fast in the mud of the world.&lt;/span&gt; But Paul uses the word &lt;i&gt;hope&lt;/i&gt; twice in this verse: in the first instance, he means a probable evidence for hoping, such as can be derived from nature and carnal reason; in the second he refers to faith given by God for when he had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no ground for hoping&lt;/span&gt; he yet in hope &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relied on the promise of God&lt;/span&gt;; and he thought it a sufficient reason for hoping, that the Lord had promised, however incredible the thing was in itself.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Calvin, Commentary on Romans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The point of my codification of what I am preaching to myself today is not "try harder." It is not "try harder to have faith." Nor is it "stick your head in the ground and generate warm and fuzzy feelings." It is to have faith. Faith can only be found from God. It does not well up in our hearts naturally. Look to Christ. Read His Word and wrestle with Him in prayer. He will provide both faith as well as the fulfillment of His promises to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-611106508896830394?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/611106508896830394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=611106508896830394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/611106508896830394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/611106508896830394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2009/08/calvin-on-romans-418.html' title='Calvin on Romans 4:18'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-6769069814263140420</id><published>2009-07-04T09:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:00:52.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Calvinism and July 4th</title><content type='html'>This is a reproduction of what I posted on facebook this morning.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day we remember our nation's great struggle for liberty. It is my hope that all of you thoroughly enjoy it by living in the freedom purchased by previous generation's courage and blood. However, as all of you know, I cannot celebrate any event, however small, without referring back to Calvinism. I share with you a passage from the very first Reformed text I ever read: The Reformed Doctrine of Predestination by Loraine Boettner. Many of you whom I have known for a while have already read this. I hope remembering it again will rekindle your love for our Church. Those who have yet to read it, I hope you learn how the Presbyterians and their Reformed comrades were instrumental in starting and winning the American Revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SDG,&lt;br /&gt;Mxxx Mxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvinism in America&lt;br /&gt;When we come to study the influence of Calvinism as a political force in the history of the United States we come to one of the brightest pages of all Calvinistic history. Calvinism came to America in the Mayflower, and Bancroft, the greatest of American historians, pronounces the Pilgrim Fathers "Calvinists in their faith according to the straightest system." . . . It is estimated that of the 3,000,000 Americans at the time of the American Revolution, 900,000 were of Scotch or Scotch-Irish origin, 600,000 were Puritan English, and 400,000 were German or Dutch Reformed. In addition to this the Episcopalians had a Calvinistic confession in their Thirty-nine Articles; and many French Huguenots also had come to this western world. Thus we see that about two-thirds of the colonial population had been trained in the school of Calvin. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . .With this background we shall not be surprised to find that the Presbyterians took a very prominent part in the American Revolution. Our own historian Bancroft says: "The Revolution of 1776, so far as it was affected by religion, was a Presbyterian measure. It was the natural outgrowth of the principles which the Presbyterianism of the Old World planted in her sons, the English Puritans, the Scotch Covenanters, the French Huguenots, the Dutch Calvinists, and the Presbyterians of Ulster." So intense, universal, and aggressive were the Presbyterians in their zeal for liberty that the war was spoken of in England as "The Presbyterian Rebellion." An ardent colonial supporter of King George III wrote home: "I fix all the blame for these extraordinary proceedings upon the Presbyterians. They have been the chief and principal instruments in all these flaming measures. They always do and ever will act against government from that restless and turbulent anti-monarchial spirit which has always distinguished them everywhere." When the news of "these extraordinary proceedings" reached England, Prime Minister Horace Walpole said in Parliament, "Cousin America has run off with a Presbyterian parson" (John Witherspoon, president of Princeton, signer of Declaration of Independence).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History is eloquent in declaring that American democracy was born of Christianity and that that Christianity was Calvinism. The great Revolutionary conflict which resulted in the formation of the American nation, was carried out mainly by Calvinists, many of whom had been trained in the rigidly Presbyterian College at Princeton, and this nation is their gift to all liberty loving people.&lt;br /&gt;J. R. Sizoo tells us: "When Cornwallis was driven back to ultimate retreat and surrender at Yorktown, all of the colonels of the Colonial Army but one were Presbyterian elders. More than one-half of all the soldiers and officers of the American Army during the Revolution were Presbyterians." . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . Says Motley: "In England the seeds of liberty, wrapped up in Calvinism and hoarded through many trying years, were at last destined to float over land and sea, and to bear the largest harvests of temperate freedom for great commonwealths that were still unborn. "The Calvinists founded the commonwealths of England, of Holland, and America." And again, "To Calvinists more than to any other class of men, the political liberties of England, Holland and America are due." . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . .In his book, "The Creed of Presbyterians," E. W. Smith asks concerning the American colonists, "Where learned they those immortal principles of the rights of man, of human liberty, equality and self-government, on which they based their Republic, and which form today the distinctive glory of our American civilization ? In the school of Calvin they learned them. There the modern world learned them. So history teaches," (p. 121).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-6769069814263140420?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/6769069814263140420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=6769069814263140420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6769069814263140420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/6769069814263140420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2009/07/calvinism-and-july-4th.html' title='Calvinism and July 4th'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-3528835866671027167</id><published>2009-07-02T12:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T13:13:06.364-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calvin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flavel'/><title type='text'>Thoughts on Romans 8:31-32</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"What, then, shall we say in response to this? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Romans 8:31-32&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"As it greatly concerns us to be so thoroughly persuaded of the paternal love of God, as to be able to retain our rejoicing on its account, Paul brings forward the price of our redemption in order to prove that God favors us: and doubtless it is a remarkable and clear evidence of inappreciable love, that the Father refused not to bestow his Son for our salvation. And so Paul draws an argument from the greater to the less, that as he had nothing dearer, or more precious, or more excellent than his Son, &lt;em&gt;he will neglect nothing of what he foresees will be profitable to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Calvin's Commentary on Romans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353926122163178322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/Skz3cRk4i1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/P4xGzGXdy44/s320/JohnFlavel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"He spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for us all; how shall he not with him freely give us all things?" How is it imaginable that God should withhold, after this, spirituals or temporals, from his people? How shall he not call them effectually, justify them freely, sanctify them thoroughly, and glorify them eternally? How shall he not clothe them, feed them, protect and deliver them? Surely if he would not spare this own Son one stroke, one tear, one groan, one sigh, one circumstance of misery, it can never be imagined that ever he should, after this, deny or withhold from his people, for whose sakes all this was suffered, any mercies, any comforts, any privilege, spiritual or temporal, &lt;em&gt;which is good for them&lt;/em&gt;. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-John Flavel, on Romans 8:32&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only comment I wish to add is to please note these refer to things that God has deemed good for Christians. Thus, I am not preaching health, wealth, and prosperity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-3528835866671027167?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/3528835866671027167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=3528835866671027167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3528835866671027167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3528835866671027167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2009/07/thoughts-on-romans-831-32.html' title='Thoughts on Romans 8:31-32'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/Skz3cRk4i1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/P4xGzGXdy44/s72-c/JohnFlavel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-3373685709700589977</id><published>2009-06-29T22:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T15:33:04.941-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Ben's Epic Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This past weekend has great. My friend Bounds came in town and we spent the weekend discussing guns, politics, and reformed theology. On Saturday morning, we helped move someone from our church. Before this, we grabbed breakfast with Ben, our RUF pastor. It was then that Ben made his epic quote. Please read the following with a Mississippi drawl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There's something natural about working . . .and something natural about sex. But you two boys don't know nothing 'bout that" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ben, grinning like an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only an ordained PCA pastor would brag about having sex. Jerk. We joked about Ben's statement for the entire weekend. He's a good guy. God Bless the PCA with more pastors who preach the Gospel and motivate guys to stop being single by mocking them. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-3373685709700589977?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/3373685709700589977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=3373685709700589977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3373685709700589977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/3373685709700589977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2009/06/bens-epic-quote.html' title='Ben&apos;s Epic Quote'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861079599352770521.post-4628218923022754160</id><published>2009-06-28T08:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T08:47:56.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calvin'/><title type='text'>Calvin on Mark 10:30</title><content type='html'>"Jesus said, &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;"Truly, I say to you, there is no one who has left house or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or lands, for my sake and for the gospel,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup id="en-ESV-24612" class="versenum" value="30"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;who will not receive a hundredfold now in this time, houses and brothers and sisters and mothers and children and lands, with persecutions, and in the age to come eternal life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup id="en-ESV-24613" class="versenum" value="31"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;But many who are first will be last, and the last first." -Mark 10:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"But what he promises about recompensing them &lt;i&gt;a hundredfold &lt;/i&gt;appears not at all to agree with experience; for in the greater number of cases, those who have been deprived of their parents, or children, and other relatives — who have been reduced to widowhood, and stripped of their wealth, for the testimony of Christ — are so far from recovering their property, that in exile, solitude and desertion, they have a hard struggle with severe poverty. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I reply, if any man estimate aright the immediate grace of God, by which he relieves the sorrows of his people, he will acknowledge that it is justly preferred to all the riches of the world.&lt;/span&gt; For though &lt;i&gt;unbelievers flourish,&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Ps 92:7) yet as they &lt;i&gt;know not what awaits them on the morro&lt;/i&gt;w &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="scripRef" id="ii.lxxii-p34.2" href="http://www.ccel.org/ccel/bible/asv.Jas.4.html#Jas.4.14" onclick="return goBible('nt','Jas','4','14','4','14');" onmouseover="popupVerse(this, 'Jas 4:14 - 4:14')" onmouseout="leaveVerse()" name="_Jas_4_14_0_0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(James 4:14) they must be always tossed about in perplexity and terror, and it is only by stupefying themselves in some sort that they can at all enjoy prosperity.&lt;sup class="Note"&gt;&lt;a class="Note" name="fna_ii.lxxii-p34.3" href="javascript:toggle('fnf_ii.lxxii-p34.3');"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="mnote" id="fnf_ii.lxxii-p34.3"&gt;&lt;a class="Note" name="fnf_ii.lxxii-p34.3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Footnote"&gt;  “&lt;span dir="ltr" id="ii.lxxii-p35.1" lang="fr"&gt;Ils ne peuvent iouir a leur aise des biens qu’ils ont, sinon qu’ils en-trent comme en une stupidite, et effacent tout sentiment de leur conscience&lt;/span&gt;;” — “they cannot enjoy at their ease the good things which they possess, unless they become, as it were, stupid, and destroy every feeling of their conscience.”&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- initNote("fnf_ii.lxxii-p34.3"); //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yet God gladdens his people, so that the small portion of good which they enjoy is more highly valued by them, and far sweeter, than if out of Christ they had enjoyed an unlimited abundance of good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Calvin's Commentary on Matthew, Mark, and Luke, Vol 2.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861079599352770521-4628218923022754160?l=justuspeccator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/feeds/4628218923022754160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1861079599352770521&amp;postID=4628218923022754160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4628218923022754160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861079599352770521/posts/default/4628218923022754160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justuspeccator.blogspot.com/2009/06/calvin-on-mark-1030.html' title='Calvin on Mark 10:30'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11311017550208860417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GyQRdu2SUrw/SjY1-sU_noI/AAAAAAAAADU/nBPVzqwi4kA/S220/RoosterX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
