Friday, April 30, 2010

29 April 2010

Another Essay Crafted in a Way That Seems Destined to Upset Nearly Everybody.

If I hear a woman again say that she is not homeward orientated, that she doesn’t enjoy preparing food, cooking for her family or regularly opening her home to visitors. If hear a woman saying keeping a home in order, nurturing, teaching and guiding children, managing a household budget is just not her thing. If I hear a woman saying that I would much rather be in an office or work place, doing a job, making a career and being an independent woman I no longer will say, well done, absolutely, get out their girlfriend and represent yourself show those chauvinists that a girl is equal to a guy. Instead I’ll ask who was your abuser sister? who was the first man to take away the sense of value, dignity and worth your sex deserves? Which man first made you feel that to be good enough being out there with a job was key? Which man demonstrated that you had to look after number one because no man could ever be depended upon?

Just in the last few days two men have, without pause or shame, used humiliating and mocking words about their wives to me. They used words designed to demean the name of the woman with whom they are in a life time covenant and who is the mother of their children. How sick is that? To make matters worse both these men have broken that covenant and no longer live with to protect and honour these women. That is the pride and arrogance of unrepentant sinners who probably never knew how to love their wife and wallow in ignorance. Is it any wonder they get so angry when you break through their thin veneer of pseudo ignorance and share a truth with them? I met a woman today who longs to be married to the man with whom she lives and have his children. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that accepting his goods and services in exchange for sexual intercourse is prostitution. I did though mention to her I was on the Jesus Christ team and that I admired her insistence on commitment in the form of marriage before starting a family – incidently she asked if I would speak with her ‘partner’. So don’t tell me that my first paragraph is hyperbole, I just experience too much evidence of physical, cultural and spiritual abuse of women each day of my life not to know that this true.

So at the next polite party when I hear a woman repeating the feminist chant about being a working woman or a career girl I’ll say “great, that’s great, I applaud a woman who has a profession or is qualified”. “I would encourage any daughter of mine to go to college, study and get a degree”. “Furthermore I would say travel, experience other cultures and serve people around the globe”. These are all good things but not at the expense of denigrating the great role of wife and mother. It is one of the greatest lies of the 20th century that feminism has liberated women. Feminism has done nothing more that allow overbearing chauvinistic men to push women into the workplace and then so often, so tragically abandon them. You need to know that being a wife is an honourable calling. It is a dignified role to be respected. We keep the groom waiting at the alter for a reason. It is to wait for the presence of the crowning glory of his marriage, of their spiritual union and the person who is, if blessed, to carry the burden of childbirth and the awesome responsibility of much of the early years, in most families, of teaching children. Woman was created after man because she is the apex of God’s creative, wonderful and beautiful creation.

The truth is that a wife and a mother, for those who are fortunate enough to have children, is a position of immense responsibility. It is to be valued, invested in, prepared for, worked at, supported and encouraged. If the best a father can do is treat his daughter like another one of the boys and then illustrate his standard of marital fidelity by abandoning her mother, it can hardly be surprising that the woman accepts a life of abuse at the hands of men. If she witnesses a mother working her fingers to the bone to please a man who cares more about his soccer team, beer, bookies and tobacco, it should hardly be surprising that she accepts the cultural mandate that women have to work to earn independence and respect. Women are getting qualifications for a job in preparation for their inevitable divorce, how sad is that? It shows their great gift of foresight and planning that a good woman brings to a marriage. Making contingencies, being conscience of the future, of the legacy we are preparing for our children, that’s what women are so good at and that’s why marriage is a beneficial union between a man and woman. Genesis says that the woman is a man’s helper, that she is equal, an image bearer of God. The Psalmist also says that God is our helper and that a Wife is to a Husband’s crown. These are titles of reverence, of respect and of immense importance.

I interrupted a conversation between two younger women, about 16 or 17, at the Starbucks in Gloucester the other day. One of these two delightful and beautiful girls was saying that she wouldn’t get married, it was a thing of the past and pointless. This was my cue to step in. I assured them that there was hope, that there were good men out there. I gave them a brief idea of the purpose of a real man as warrior, provider, protector and cultivator. I told them that not all men were unpleasant predators as I had once been, that not all are lazy and just accept the convenience of their wife’s earning power without due consideration of the consequences, as I had done. What’s so intriguing is that they seemed really interested. They were encouraged to learn that what they knew from popular culture and the examples they had in their lives weren’t necessarily how it had to be. Thankfully I was able to underpin what I had to say with Jesus’s name and we parted company all of us happier and, hopefully, a little wiser.

The point is that there is nothing you can do to help your relationship with your wife or husband, it’s doomed. When you put two sinners together, each with their own minds, ideas and multiple perspectives, from a culture that tells them that the truth of equality and diversity is the key to happiness it’s going to be bad. How’s this for equality and diversity? – there’s one God, His name is Jesus, He died and rose from death for our sin and if you try to live your life separated from Him your eternal soul will spend the remainder of eternity in the conscious, physical torments of hell. There is one mediator between heaven and earth that’s Jesus and he’s the only counselor that can help with the despondency, disillusion, conflict, friction, bewilderment and occasional bouts of loneliness that seem accompany your relationships.

It’s simply grace. My sons have needed to do nothing to get me to love them, I just do and there is nothing they can do that will stop me loving them, it’s a father’s unshakeable love. That’s the whole deal with Jesus Christ. You are a sinner, God is perfect, there is nothing you or I can do justify ourselves in the sight of just and loving God so Christ paid the price for our sin on the cross, he took on your sin, what Marin Luther called the great exchange. His death for my death. He loves you beyond all measure but you keep turning your back, running away, rebelling and fighting. If you insist in keeping yourself in bondage to false gods, worshipping idols like success, intellect, money or sex. If you have faith and trust your life and soul to scientific theory and reject His love the melancholy, sense of frustration, boredom and darkness will continue. This is a message of powerful hope that the rest of your life could be lived with a transformed heart, a heart that loves Jesus. A life of service, with purpose, meaning and a promise of a new Kingdom without tears, pain or sorrow. A home where the beat of the music is awsesome, the beauty is breathtaking and the source is love, light and power. Our cowardly first father Adam invited sin into the world, it still imprisons us and only through repentance of your pride and idolatory can the grace and power of the Holy Spirit release you from your bondage to a new life, a new heart and the joy that comes from believing in the truth of his death burial and resurrection. Stick that in you equality and diversity pipe and smoke it Satan!

Friday, April 23, 2010

वेयर दोई यूय लैक constraint

Now there's a strange thing there seems to be some kind of translation tool on my blog site title. The title is supposed to read where do you lack restraint? The inability to keep myself from writing stunningly boring blogs so that some time in the future I can look back and say, what a tedious, unimaginative, unfunny, stubborn, endless, mindless, worthless, heap of nothing I really was and am. I am nothing, living nowhere, I'll be forgotten at best in a generation and at worse in less than a generation. When did you last wake up and the first thing on your mind was your grandfather? For that matter when did you last go to bed without giving either of your grandparents the least consideration? See what I mean. You and I are meaningless. However, we do have the opportunity to effect the future. Don't expect to get thanks or recognition, but why does it matter if you have a lonely cul de sac, in a lonely town named after you? I tell you what's shocking and what people as a result find so ludicrous and difficult to come to terms with is that the God of the Universe, God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit should love you, care for you, be interested in you, encourage you and want to see you serve well.

I've been contributing to the Army Rumour Service, ARRSE. The poetry and imagination on there is impressive. The degree of abuse, profanity and vile hatred is something you can't imagine unless you've experienced. Is it wrong to find this so entertaining? Try pointing out to people who openly profess to enjoy the most degrading sex acts, relish porn, love to see people drunk and violent and live in fantasy world of hedonism that they are loved, that there is hope and that they are loved beyond measure. Try telling them that in the truth there is freedom, purpose and reward and see the response, it's fantastic. Do you know that I am wetter than the sexual organs of a female whale? That I am a LCpl MGS person who was bullied and that someone wishes that 3 Para Mortars would participate in a group sex therapy session with me being at the receiving end of acts that the most perverse deviant sadomasochist would cringe at? The funny thing is that what I have to say about love and purpose does seem nonsense to these people and therefore boring. Thay are living lives that they make exciting, either in their imagination, through the internet or for real. If some of their testimonies are true I am sure that they are thoroughly entertained seeing others suffer, it is the ultimate act of corrupt minds living in a corrupted world.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Doctrine - I thought that was for the Medical Profession

I have seen the sermon series on that was delivered before this book was published. I's great teaching. Not the kind of child like patronizing easy read that seems prevalent but more well researched theologically sound research. Not thoughts and opinions for information. I reckon it'll be of particular value to the atheist or pagan interested to know what on earth charges the batteries of Christians. Here's a useful insight:

The ensuing problem is that our marriage, children, appearance,
wealth, success, career, religious performance, political party, cause, lov-
ing relationship, possession, hobby, pleasure, status, and power crumble
under the weight of being god to us. Regarding the instability of an identity
based upon anything other than Jesus Christ's saving work to claim us as
his own, Keller says:

If anything threatens your identity you will not just be anxious but para-
lyzed with fear. If you lose your identity through the failings of some-
one else you will not just be resentful, but locked into bitterness. If you
lose it through your own failings, you will hate or despise yourself as a
failure as long as you live. Only if your identity is built on God and his
love, says Kierkegaard, can you have a self that can venture anything,
face anything. . . . An identity not based on God also leads inevitably
to deep forms of addiction. When we turn good things into ultimate
things, we are, as it were, spiritually addicted. If we take our meaning
in life from our family, our work, a cause, or some achievement other
than God, they enslave us. We have to have them.

As God's image bearers we will have a true, lasting, deep, satisfying,
and sufficiently rooted identity only in God's love. Keller says:
Remember this--if you don't live for Jesus you will live for something
else. If you live for career and you don't do well it may punish you all
of your life, and you will feel like a failure. If you live for your children
and they don't turn out all right you could be absolutely in torment
because you feel worthless as a person.

If Jesus is your center and Lord and you fail him, he will forgive
you. Your career can't die for your sins. You might say, "If I were a
Christian I'd be going around pursued by guilt all the time!" But we
all are being pursued by guilt because we must have an identity and
there must be some standard to live up to by which we get that identity.

Whatever you base your life on--you have to live up to that. Jesus is
the one Lord you can live for who died for you--one who breathed his
last for you. Does that sound oppressive?

This explains why those whose idol is beauty become frantic to
maintain their appearance, even if it should compel them toward eating
disorders, abuse of cosmetic surgery, and panic as they age. Similarly,
this helps to explain why those who are the richest and most famous
among us struggle with substance abuse, depression, and even suicidal

Friday, April 16, 2010


Jo and me climbed a hill in Wales yesterday. It was steep, there were places where we stumbled, there were others on the hill to have fellowship with, there was a heard of cattle that I had to shift off the path because Jo wasn't to keen to get up close and there was a stiff cold breeze that discouraged us from keeping going, However, we made all the way to the top despite some questions about whether we had the time along the way. That's our journey learning about the character and nature of God. The path is crooked but the shepherd is with us, giving us direction, and if we choose to stay close to Him we can be sure of reaching the summit.

We were in Wales to collect Cornelius from Peregrine's home. They have problems with moths caused by wool loft insulation that's going to require the roof to be taken off their home! Their moth infestation is of Biblical proportions. On the way back we stopped in Skenfrith Castle. Built around 1100 AD in wood it was rebuilt again around 1230 in stone and has been their ever since. There was a church by the castle in which all the books were damp but the homemade cakes, of which Jo bought a couple, were delicious. Did you know that there is legislation that forbids that church from selling cakes in that manner?

Of course the world is full of nonsense. That's why I am going to run up Chosen Hill to see my little slice of the world from up high. I am soon to leave this part and head out to Germany for a few weeks. A period of separation from my beautiful wife. That's the tough part of the job however, when apart Jo and I get opportunities to mature in other areas of our lives. So each new day is a blessing, a dawn and a chance to make a difference in people's lives.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010


To be honest its not difficult to see the nature of your heart. It's the when you kick the bucket what spills out it what it's full of. So today I planned to fast from the internet and all that but have failed. Still I like to blog, I really don't capture my thoughts enough so here I am.

I admire journaling, it's has to therauputic and seeing as my memory is so bad I look forward to looking back in a few years to where I was and what I have been thinking. I already have a sporadic collection of notes that i am able to refer to occasionally and there is some good stuff, rare but glimpses of a life that's been lived.

I don't know if you know this but eternity is a long time. I wanted to phone my 86 year old father and remind him that he hasn't been around for long when you consider the life span of the soul. Exploring God's Kingdom for eternity will be great. And I love my wife dearly and I love (turn you eyes away my sons) I love 'being with my wife biblically!" but if those desires are no more when we are with Jesus it'll be something we are bound to enjoy and be real cool with.

I ran up the hill this morning. Chosen Hill is a treat. On the way back I met Paul who had been to feed his horse. He is going up to the Lake District at the weekend, I asked if he would want to take Josh. We'll see. i don't want to impose however, I know it'll be powerfully useful for our potential Royal Marine.

If you were of the world, the world would love you, as its own, but because you are not of the world, but I chose you out of the world therefore the world hates you. Remember what I said to you A servant is not greater than his master, if they persecuted me they will persecute you.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Pick a Team

You know the story of the blind men who came up to an elephant don't you? it helps explain the existential cultural mandate of there being multiple truths. The elephant allowed them to feel her so they could understand what an elephant was like. One fella says elephants are long, thin and flexible like snakes, another argues that they are short fat and straight while another says "no, elephants are large and flat." So there you have it, there are many paths to enlightenment. But hang on. If you are going to use that illustration it assumes you can see the whole elephant, that your truth is superior which of course is in itself the height of arrogance and imperialism.

My point is that there is truth and there are lies and it is beholden of us to determine what that truth is. We can love others by sharing truth because it will it will set them free. You need to know that you have a soul, you have free will, and you have choices. It's an amazing, awe inspiring, potential power for good. You can take an easy path to destruction, bitterness, disillusionment, lies and suicide or the true tough path of struggle, trial, rejection and rejoicing - your call.

Doubt, like faith, has to be learned. It is a skill. But the curious thing about skepticism is that its adherents, ancient and modern, have so often be proselytizers. In reading them, I've often wanted to ask: "Why do you care?". Their skepticism offers no good answer to that question. And I don't have one for myself. Tim Keller Belief in an Age of Scepticism.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Another Late BLOG

Having endured a long break from a source of fresh new music I have, at last, discovered the Noise Trader. A community website where artists leave their music for you to share and donate how you see fit. It's on line busking. I have downloaded a ton of great, fresh and invigorating music. The things in life I really value and enjoy are my wife, my children, music, books, family, community, feasting and training. These things are all a gift that no amount of money could have ever bought. I remain indebted to my father in heaven, my father and mother here and Jo's father, mother and family. Now all that is left is to share with them the good news that this isn't all the result of some freak cosmic accident that, in fact, their lives have real purpose and meaning. That all the struggles, frustrations and pains they feel are temporal.

At the end of my rope, without a glimmer of hope. A corps of engineers would fail to dam my tears. A telephoto lens, over my darkest sins, could help, chicken noodle soup and muddy cowboy boots I'm always anchored to my roots. If I fall of track, you've always got my back you'll guide me down the path, don't let me float away, from don't let me. When you get run down, fed up and all worn out, when your spread too thin, get up and try again, when your out of steam jump and dive back in, cause every things gonna be alright. When this life gets tough and you've run out of luck. I'll be here to tell you it's gonna be just fine.