Stephen Hawking’s Film; I Nice Review

Had a great back and forth with a high school student that touched all of the scientific chords related to Christianity, Athieism and science. What got us started was his question about what I thought about Stephen Hawking. I referred to the “The Pale Blue Dot” and the great divide that is evident upon one’s reaction. The Christian has confirmed the special place this planet has with technological life (a life that can create technology to understand the universe) and the Athiest reaction that this planet is far from special but just a small insignificant dot among billions of dots.

Our conversation came to involve the whole class and of course ended with a look at God. I saw him last week while I subbed for the librarian, and he let me know he was going to see the Hawking film as he checked out a Hawking book. After reading this review I think God will be gently minister to him.

Here is Father Barron’s review of “The Theory of Everything”.

Here is one of several great quotes:

In light of these clarifications, let us look again at the central preoccupation of A Theory of Everything, namely, Hawking’s quest to find the one great unifying equation that would explain all of reality. It is always fascinating to go to roots of an argument, that is to say, to the fundamental assumptions that drive a rational quest, for in so doing, we necessarily leave the realm of the purely rational and enter something like the realm of the mystical. Why in the world would a scientist blithely assume that there is or is even likely to be one unifying rational form to all things, unless he assumed that there is a singular, overarching intelligence that has placed it there? Why shouldn’t the world be chaotic, utterly random, meaningless? Why should one presume that something as orderly and rational as an equation would describe the universe’s structure?

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Hour of Code

Here is my poem I programmed on Khan Academy:

<title>One Minute</title>
<meta charset=”utf-8″>
</head>
<body>
<h1>One Minute</h1>
<p>Just one minute<br>
That’s all I ask<br>
And maybe you’ll see differently<br>
In just one minute</p>

</body>

Will someday put together a one minute bible studies webpage, or so I dream.

Shared the “Hour of Code” with some young guys in church; hoping they might take advantage of the opportunity to learn something.

I subbed in a high school math class today and as is normal for a sub the students were given meaningless busy work. Wow! What they could have been doing. The computer labs should have been spilling over today; but sadly not today.

Motivation is tough to come by; self motivation even harder.

 

 

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What if Michael Brown or Officer Wilson were Christians?

It was the summer of 2008. I had just arrived into the small town of Sparta Il. A hot, summer night found a group of 5 adults and a couple of children walking down a neighborhood street. A car came up and we moved from the middle of the street to let it pass. It turned out to be a policeman who rolled down his window and told us not to walk in the street. We moved to the sidewalk with myself being the lead grumbler. Since then I have seen countless groups of folks walking down the streets of Sparta, but for the most part people stick to the sidewalks like they are suppose to.

It was the summer of 2014. Michael Brown and a buddy are walking down a neighborhood street in Ferguson. A car comes up and it turns out to be a policeman. He asks them to get out of the street. Minutes later Michael Brown is dead.

The basis of obeying a law officer is found in the 10 commandments. Honor your mother and father. We honor our parents by obeying them. They are representatives of the authority of God. This should follow us to school with our respecting our teachers by obeying them, to work where we obey a boss and to the authorities of government such as policemen. What if Michael Brown understood this Christian teaching and just obeyed the policeman and got out of the road?

That would have been all there was to the meeting if Michael Brown was a Christian.

It is more complicated than that. Michael Brown had just finished with some thuggish behavior caught on film. The officer didn’t realize this at first but he put two and two together and created a showdown with Michael Brown, who still hadn’t got out of the street.

Michael Brown as a Christian wouldn’t have robbed the store and he would have obeyed the police officer and we would never have heard his name.

What if Officer Wilson was a Christian? It looks like Michael Brown and his buddy ignored the policeman and that might have been the end of the story. But, it seems that he recognized them as involved in the store robbery (physical shoplifting). So he threw his vehicle in reverse and put it right next to the two young men.

Different stories, but a struggle ensued. The officer’s weapon was discharged. He never made it out of the vehicle. Michael Brown and his buddy move on.

It would all transpire in less that 90 seconds.

Michael Brown is not respecting the authority of the policeman. There has been a physical struggle. You have called for back up and Michael Brown is moving away. Christian man take that second to hear from God. Let the Holy Spirit direct your actions. Take that split second “to acknowledge” God before taking your next step.

The will of God is that none should perish, that gangster thug, that has disrespected you, possibly hurting your pride has a soul that God wants to spend eternity with. Take a moment to realize that, wait for backup, and handle this in a way that gives God room to work with Michael Brown to bring him to salvation and a changed life.

Leaving the vehicle before backup arrives and drawing your weapon does not end well for you and especially Michael Brown. Was that the will of God? Without a relationship with Christ Officer Wilson will carry the guilt of taking Michael Brown’s life until the day he dies.

Officer Wilson, as a Christian, surely would have found a way to stand for justice without killing the young man.

The press conference you will never see. Michael Brown’s parents taking the time to acknowledge their relationship with Christ and publicly forgiving Officer Wilson. The sermon you will never hear. Rev. Al Sharpton preaching about the power of forgiveness.

In case you didn’t already know this black people and white people see everything differently. It is only the gospel of Jesus Christ that can bring us together. These events force feed division and hatred into our minds. We can blame the media or any cast of characters we choose to; but for the Christian who is “not ignorant of his devises” we know it is a demonic strategy to fill us with suspicion and hatred.

I want to be able tell a black person about my relationship with Christ and invite him to church without him thinking I hate him. Yes, I want a black man to have the courage to invite me to his church with the knowledge that I would be welcomed there.

The ability to do that is what the devil wants to take away from us.

 

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“Do Not Despair”

We had a testimony service tonight. Marylou talked about visiting her brother just before his wife passed away down in a little town of Southern Illinois. Her daughter Karen was driving her. On the return trip home they spotted a little thrift shop and went in. When it was time to go home; nothing, the car wouldn’t start not even a click. They had jumper cables and needed one car moved, so Karen found out who owned the car. The owner of the thrift shop knocked on a yellow door and a man in his 50’s answered. Without a word he spun his car around and lined it up to jump the car. Before Marylou could get her cables out he had them attached with no results.

Without a word he went opened the hood and started looking around. He opened the door and asked his son to bring something out. The son came out with a two by four. He stuck the two by four down in the engine and began to pound. Then he asked his son to get some ramps. They pushed the car up on the ramps and under the car he went. Next thing you know he comes out with their starter, which he starts disassembling. Marylou is beginning to feel insecure as the son is sent into the house again. Marylou gets up enough courage to talk to the silent man as he heads through the yellow door to find what the son could not find. He says: “Do not despair”.

He comes out with another starter and now they are both broken apart as he begins to reassemble her starter. The starter is placed back in the car, the car is taken off the ramps and voila, it starts. Now Marylou has to know a few things. “Are you a mechanic?” “No.” “Had you done this before?” “No.”

He lets her know that he is an missionary to Africa. Part of his ministry was to find things that didn’t work and make them work for the people of Africa.

I look forward to knocking on the yellow door in the town of Golconda to thank the man.

The car is running great.

 

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Just a School Note

A few notes from the substitute this year. In a music class I could access anything on Youtube but was not allowed to access Godtube. I was allowing the kids to pick songs and dance and sing to them (per instructions from the teacher). One kid wanted “Take the Wheel Jesus” from Carrie Underwood. The kids were making it happen and when this song started WWIII erupted. They know their rights and we had violated them.

I enjoy all of my experiences in the schools. One day I was taking care of some PreK kids. I was having them play outside and I was running back and forth with them (I had not allowed them to bring out all of the balls), but needed to sit my aging bones down for a few minutes. It was a cooler day and just sitting in the sun was especially pleasant. A little black girl came and sat next to me and the next thing I know she is leaning against me. As I look down into her face she says: “Grandpa, I really wanted to play with the balls today”. Yes, I am proud to be a Grandpa.

My year started with being an aid for three days for a young woman named Jada. Confined to a wheelchair, needing the drool wiped and fed by hand she turned out to be an amazing blessing. The spirit of the girl is alive. Those first 3 days of school were filled with every person in that school giving her a special greeting as she watched to see whom she would see and always answered with one of the biggest smiles I have ever seen. One hand could grip a pencil like we would grip a chisel. I tried to place the pencil in her hand properly and then used my hand to steady hers as she would try to write numbers and letters. Yes, her brain knew what to do and it was communicating it to the hand. I could feel her hand trying and with my hand on top of hers we could manage. Since that time I have subbed for the teacher for Jada. It was during one of those times that we were all matching words from a list to the blanks. They were all stuck. I looked over at Jada and asked her if she knew the answer. She gave an excited groan in the affirmative. I asked her if she could show the rest of the class. There was that smile that could light up a tunnel and we all got the answer “smile”.

One last recent note: I was subbing in a class where I was letting things get a little out of control. This was because I had earlier brought two of the girls to tears as I tried to speed them to finish the assignment before the bell rang. So I had loosened the reigns considerably by the end of the day. It was getting a little rowdy as they were playing with play money, the boys were robbing each other (yes with guns, sorry) and the girls were screaming in faked outrage. With about 15 minutes before the day ending bell I had them put the play money away but they were still acting very loud. I was hoping to just run out the clock when the one girl got everyone’s attention by letting them know that her grandmother had told her that God sees everything and they had better start being good. You could have heard a pin drop.

Peace reigned until the bell rang and I could take this getting older body home with a pleasant glow radiating from within.

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Netanyahu’s Sept. 9, 2014 Speech

So here is a speech by Israeli Prime Minster Netanyahu that shows his grasp of what we are dealing with on an international level.

I had some foreboding thoughts going into this 9/11. It has been nice that there was no substance to them, yet I can’t help but think another moment in time will be arriving to our shores.

It was a global warming 58 degrees during our 9/11 memorial service.

What to think? I am not sure. What to do? Continue being that colony of heaven in Sparta that preaches the gospel.

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My modem might be going out. So until I get a answer from Newwave I created a hotspot with my Nokia 520. The cheapest of phones can do that! We had bought them when Instapundit mentioned a one day sale that allowed us to pick up the phones for the monthly fee we would have paid to get the upcoming apple for Joan and the Nokia 1525 for me. We will just be satisfied, what a way to live.

Which brings me to this article I read while being connected to my Nokia 520 hotspot. Victor Hanson does a great job in bringing his knowledge of world history and military history bringing to life Israel’s Gaza operation with comparisons with Sherman’s three marches through the South after taking Atlanta. Here is a quote:

The Israeli army was eerily Shermanesque when it went into Gaza. The IDF targeted the homes of the wealthy Hamas elite, the private sanctuaries of the tunnels, and the rocketry and other infrastructure of the Hamas terrorist state. The homes of civilians who did not have rockets in the backyard or tunnels in the basement were usually not hit, and that sent a telling Shermanesque lesson. Long after the international media’s cameras have left, Gazans will argue over why one man’s house was leveled and another’s was not, leading to the conclusion more often than not that one was being used by Hamas, either with or without its owner’s consent, while the other was not. But all Gazans suffered amid the selective targeting — as did all Georgians and Carolinians for their allegiance to a plantationist class whose own interests were not always the same as those of the non-slave-owning white poor. Fairly or not, the IDF was reminding the people of Gaza that while it tried to focus exclusively on Hamas, such selectivity was often impossible when Gazans followed such reckless leaders who deliberately shielded themselves among civilians.

Just as the leaders of Gaza brought judgment upon their people. We are impacted by our leader’s animosity towards Israel. “I will bless them that bless you and I will curse them that curse you”.

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