Just for the record...

I did not go to this for a variety of reasons.

But, while I'm still not a huge fan of CCM, I don't think I would have minded attending...

What I'm Doing Right Now

I'm using my mom's Homedics foot spa to try to help my feet survive tax season--standing at a photocopier 20-30 hours/week while preparing materials for mailing...

The foot spa has options for a "massage" (i.e., it vibrates) and/or "heat" (it allegedly maintains the temperature of warm water--I'm not convinced that this feature works as promised).

While pampering my feet, I've been catching up on e-mail, doing a bit of blogging, and listening to the Carpenters' CD "Interpretations." (I like it better when I don't listen to the lyrics too closely. Some of them are a bit startling to a person who has grown up in "the bubble.")

I'm about to attempt to transport the foot spa from my room to the bathroom for emptying into the bathtub. I'm hoping to avoid spilling the water on the journey. (Yeah, it's probably about 15 feet away. But I'm a klutz. Or however you spell that.)

From the Quote Book...

Bible Doctrines professor: [Illustrating the intricate designs in nature, tells the class that North America contains more than 3500 species of bees.]

My friend: "How awful."

Me: [Laughs--silently.]

My friend: "I hate bees."

Me: [Laughs harder.]

Exciting new feature!

Those of you who know me well (or not so well) probably know of my "quote book" habit. (And yes, I know that technically it's incorrect to refer to a quotation as a "quote," but we'll try to get over that, won't we?)

I've decided to start posting some of my quote book material here and on Frittering Away. The quotes on Frittering Away will generally be more positive than the quotes here (since Monica suggested instituting "a rule against anything smacking of cynicism").

Monica, you asked for it...

I have a couple more (I don't really know why), but I think this is enough obnoxiousness for one day.

I suppose I should add a disclaimer--I do not endorse the views represented by the above images...

A Case Against Allegorical Preaching

Interesting article on SharperIron a couple days ago. (Of course, I liked it. I tend to like things with which I am at least mostly in agreement!)

Here's the opening sentence of the article (just to whet your appetites a bit):

Is it possible for a preacher to rail against apostasy and encourage the brethren to fight for truth all the while compromising truth and teaching his audience to do the same?

I couldn't help but think of things like, "And the last giant isn't named. That's because God wants us to apply it to whatever area of our lives...."

And like the story my pastor related recently, from a book he'd read. A preacher read the O.T. story about the widow whom Elisha told to borrow vessels and to pour oil from her container into the borrowed vessels, and the oil filled all the vessels; the preacher said, "Oil in the Bible always symbolizes the Holy Spirit," and proceeded to preach about being filled with the Spirit (or something like that). Supposedly, on their way out of the service, some young men were discusses whether, based on that interpretation of that passage, it would be OK to sell the Holy Spirit.

More Easter Bunny Trauma