bierkergaard

Chilling.... Fixing to head down to my brother's in the Philly Metro area in a bit. About 75 miles but a much different culture. From Red to Blue in a little more than an hour drive. I have instituted a flexible principle of sorts to not start drinking beer until around dinner time. The alcohol arc is better delayed until later in the day. Cuts down on over-consumption. So, I am intentionally staying ensconced up here until 2:00 or 3:00. Once I get to his Haus, there will be beer. The beer has been chilling in the back of my trunk on ice since 8:00 am this morning. Soon to follow, eating steak and shooting the breeze until late in the night. Talking about chilling, I heard a talk Thursday evening by a man who is in law enforcement at The Rowhouse Forum. He spoke about his perspective of his work from a Christian Reformed perspective. It may come as a surprise to non-churchy types that there are very many differences within the camps of Christendom. Anabaptists, for very

Exodus 4:10 And Moses saith unto Jehovah, 'O, my Lord, I am not a man of words, either yesterday, or before, or since Thy speaking unto Thy servant, for I am slow of mouth, and slow of tongue.' Bible scholars are not quite certain what Moses' elocution issues were. Regardless, Moses didn't feel like speaking was in his Wheelhouse. Boy, how I dislike trendy words.  One of the ironies in this life is that strengths are coupled with weakness. The bold person is sometimes reckless. The shy person silent when speaking up is called for.  The thoughtful person stuck in his head. The doer getting burned out by her incessant activity. Balance.  When God calls a person to Himself, there is a big danger that His wisdom starts to become a tool for pride. The inner Pharisee of us all wants to appropriate truth as our own. "None is righteous, no not one" wrote Paul. That is absolute. Looking back to who we were helps us remember who we are. Adversity is an exc