Philippians 4:8, "Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on these things."

Friday, January 02, 2004

The Weak Anthropic Argument for creation: Thanks to Evangelical Outpost.

Thursday, January 01, 2004

Another good article: Reflections on Hefner

The article brought to mind a remarkable episode of my own life. In September of 2002, I took my family to Disneyland. Turner was 7 and Alex 4. On the last day we decided to enjoy the Peter Pan ride... you remember, the boy who never grew up. Turner and I came to the front of the line, and instead of an empty car, there were two young women: they wore impeccable makeup and impressively revealing clothes, and were smiling up at my son and I with those 10,000 watt Hollywood smiles. The next car was empty, so we hopped in, although the one after that was occupied by an elderly man and another chick. Evidently they were allowing a group of VIPs to load from another location, and putting them in every other car so that us common folk could still load reasonably quickly.

We rode the ride, occasionally seeing the VIP types as (if you recall the ride) the car turned this way and that. The old guy was wearing a white leisure suit that shone like the robes of an angel of light when the black lights hit it. We disembarked, blinking in the sunlight, and the VIP group stood a few feet away, reassembling around their elder statesman. It was, of course, Hugh Hefner, who was comporting himself as the magnanimous tour guide of his seven friends. The irony hit me like a thunderbolt: Peter Pan Ride. As we walked away I told Rene' who it was we rode with, and she was really creeped out. For me, the rest of the day was thoughtful. I hoped to see old Hef again to tell him about Jesus, but the opportunity never came.
Good and wise words from Ralph Peters: New York Post

"Even if terrorists attack our homeland before the stroke of midnight, 2003 will still have been a year of remarkable progress on every front in the global War on Terror - and the greatest year for freedom since the Soviet Union's collapse.

"A decisive government in Washington, backed by the courage and common sense of the American people, worked with allies around the world to carry the fight to the terrorists' home ground. We continued to seize the strategic initiative from the most implacable enemies America has ever faced. Unless we choose to defeat ourselves, there is no chance of a final terrorist victory...

"...The stunning campaign that took our troops to Baghdad in just three weeks made it clear to the world that no other state or combination of powers can oppose us militarily and left us with the most experienced, combat-proven forces of our time..."

"...Yet 2004 is going to be a year of decision in the War on Terror. As our presidential election approaches, the terrorists remaining at large will sacrifice their last reserves in an effort to dislodge President Bush, freedom's great crusader, from the White House.

"The terrorists will seek to convince American voters that the War on Terror is failing, paving the way for the electoral victory of a weakling and allowing them to surge back into vacuums created by an American retreat.

"Their last, desperate hope will be to hit us so hard that we elect a coward in place of a hero.

"I'm betting on American guts. And glory."