Jesus was becoming popular in Judea.
He knew the Pharisees were watching Him so He left Judea. He comes upon a well in Sychar: Jacob’s well. A woman comes and Jesus speaks to her. “Give me a drink.” Samaritans and Jews do not interact if avoidable. Also, man to strange woman is touchy. But Jesus loved this woman and knew He had the best gift to offer anyone. He knew she would be receptive!
“How is it you, a Jew, talk to a Samaritan?” Jews have no dealings with Samaritans. “If you knew the gift of God and who I am, you would ask for living water.” Continue reading
I like Yassin. He is a good refugee. I would eat his wraps if I were there.
I’ve featured this street mob rendition of Every Praise by Hezekiah Walker and street gang, but I did not get the back story of how a young boy sang that song when he was kidnapped. He just kept singing it even when asked to stop and the kidnapper freed him.
To hear President Obama and many other leftist luminaries talk, one might conclude that we have a real problem with Islamophobia. Following the attacks of 9/11, even then-President George Bush repeatedly stated that we were not at war with Islam in order to counter the potential for widespread fear and loathing of Muslims in western society. The repeated violent attacks by radical Islamic jihadists over the last fifteen years at home and abroad only served to further stoke the fears of a widespread backlash against all people of the Islamic faith. The fear that innocent, peace-loving Muslims would be singled out for reprisals influenced even various U.S. government agencies as they purged their training materials from even referencing “radical Islamic terrorism” or anything related to the radical religious ideology of jihad. Continue reading
This is my revelation (I can’t say coming out). It does not fit! But, I have to say something.
I have compassion on David in the video. You see, when I was 10 years old I was taken away from my home by a homosexual man to a motel room to be his toy. Did my parents know what this man was up to? I will never know. Did I understand what happened to me that night? No. I had no class for this man nor for what he did. Do I know why I felt dirty the next morning at breakfast? No. Only that he did something to me that was “wrong.” I don’t know why I thought it wrong, I just did. That thinking may have been my salvation from what could have been. I did not accept what he did to me. I rejected it. I did not want it from him NOR for me, you see. I never dealt with same sex attraction afterward. Many children, who might have had a similar, should I say, more pleasurable experience, may have turned out totally different from me. What happened to me was wrong, I know now. He could have been put in jail based on the laws of the state. He violated me. He took advantage of me. I was his prisoner for the night.
I love watching others have fun! This is fun because these young men are good!