Well, it’s almost Christmas. The women have finished wrapping their gifts with ribbons and bows. They made plates of cookies and fudge. They are gathered around the piano singing carols. The men, on the other hand, have yet to begin their Christmas shopping. “Wrapping” gifts will involve the phrase “paper or plastic?” Their cookies are Oreos—but the Christmas kind, which kind of counts. And they gathered around the iPad and played their favorite Christmas songs. Ah, Christmas at the iMonastery. Me? I’m done with my shopping. Don’t tell anyone, but I bought all of the iMonks Jesus Toasters this year. Are you ready to ramble?
If you really want a great gift for someone this year, I highly recommend the Omega Thinline ESV Bible from evangelicalBible.com. And you’ll probably want to get one for yourself as well. Trust me on this one.
The big news this week had to do with a family that makes duck calls. Apparently this family has a TV show where they sit around and act like a family that makes duck calls. And for some reason people watch this show. Amazing. And so when the “patriarch” of this family came out in a magazine interview with some pointed comments on how he feels about homosexuality, the network that carries this show suspended the patriarch. But perhaps the most amazing thing of all is that this duck call maker was interviewed in GQ. Really. Amazing.
Southern Baptist Russell Moore thinks suspending Phil Robertson is “ridiculous.” Your thoughts?
Speaking of Southern Baptists, there has been a change in the leadership at Cedarville University. Women who once held leadership positions have been shown the door. Oh, “Women can teach but only within certain boundaries.” So anyone wanting to experience a lovely taste of the 1960s, consider enrolling at Cedarville.
United Methodist pastor Frank Schaefer was defrocked this week for refusing to agree with denominational rules prohibiting ministers from officiating same-sex marriages. Schaefer performed such a ceremony in 2007 for his son.
Adam Palmer found this article on The American Scholar. He says it shows Michael Spencer’s prophecy of the collapse of evangelicalism coming to pass. From the article: “[T]he future of the evangelical church as glimpsed from Orange County might be no church at all. Robert Schuller’s brand of worship might just turn out to be nothing more than a spiritual fad. As the generation that embraced it—middle-class, baby-boomer whites flocking to car-based suburbs—dies off, their spirituality dies with them. This is not to say that the church will go away. The Crystal Cathedral still stands. But its name is now Christ Cathedral. And Schuller’s vision of a glittery surface reflecting himself and the suburbs where he preached is gone.”
Mark Driscoll “apologized” for plagiarizing in two of his books. That is, if you consider saying “mistakes were made” an apology.
An interesting study of who actually shares their faith with others. No real surprises here, except for the fact that those in the middle class evangelize less than the rich or the poor. Any explanations for that?
If you read one thing here this week, make it this: Why Christians need Flannery O’Connor.
Harold Camping, the preacher who wrongly predicted when the end would come, has died. I don’t fault him for trying. Hopefully he is now having a really good laugh about it.
Want to take a guess as to what is considered the most annoying word in the English language today? Go ahead, guess. Did you get it right?
Finally, AP pointed out this story where God makes it clear he did not create gerbils. I mean, he thinks they are cute and all. He just didn’t come up with them. Or so says this highly accurate and dependable story.
Happy birthdays were celebrated this last week by Nostradamus; June Taylor; Patty Duke; Alan Freed; Tim Conway; Ludwig von Beethoven; Billy Gibbons; Paul Butterfield; Ty Cobb; Keef Richards; Steven Spielberg; Brad Pitt; Alvin Lee; Irene Dunne; and Alan Parsons.
Well, Keef did it. He made it to age 70. Although he looks about 40 years past his expiration date, Keef just keeps on going. Here is a lovely little Christmas ditty as only Keef can do it. Enjoy.