Oh my. Talk about a mess. The sink got backed up last week, so we weren’t able to do any of the dishes. And the leftovers in the fridge are about to turn. I think if you pick some of that green off of the bread it will still be good. Help us out here, iMonks. We have a lot of cleaning to do after being off-the-air last week. So don your apron and get ready to do some rambling…
We now know who to blame for all of our technical issues. You. That’s right. You and more than 60,000 of your fellow monks visited our site in one day last week. We had just migrated to a dedicated server (after getting kicked off of the server we shared with others because of, well, you) when our traffic spiked beyond what the new server could handle. So we had to pack up and move once again. First of all, I want to once again say that without the almost round-the-clock efforts of Joe Stallard, we would not still be up and running. And iMonk Sean came in to help as well. The new, new server will cost us even more each month, but it’s necessary because of the amount of traffic we are dealing with. That leads me to another thank you card I need to write to … you. You stepped up with donations that totalled almost $1200, which is enough to pay server and hosting costs (as well as a few other small costs–we operate on a shoestring budget here) for the next seven or eight months. We are humbled and incredibly grateful at your generosity.
And your donations came right on the heels of you giving another $1200 toward a new computer for Adam Palmer, one of our iMonk writers-in-residence. As you may recall, Adam was robbed at gunpoint in his own home a few weeks ago. His computer—which for a freelance writer is his livelihood—was stolen, then returned in less than stellar condition. Thanks to you, Adam now has a new (refurbished, but new to him) Macbook on which to try and string words together in a fashion that makes sense. Good luck with that, Adam.
Now, to our regularly scheduled rambling…
Oh my. Our children are all in danger of being warped into witches and warlocks once again because of … a movie. Some Christians just can’t be hysterical enough when it come to the boy wizard who saves the world. Andrew Peterson, however, is an unabashed HP fan. And in case you were wondering, Jesus would have been a Hufflepuff.
Ah, the fun of Christians bashing something they don’t understand is bettered only by the fun of Christians bashing one another. It all started with Mars Hill pastor Mark Driscoll posting a, to put it in nice words, stupid comment on his Facebook page. Tony Jones then followed that up by bashing Driscoll for his liking the “homoerotic” sport of Mixed Martial Arts. (Can you really call that a sport? Well, ok, figure skating is called a sport, so we’ll just let it go.) Rachel Held Evans had a much more measured and, in my opinion, Christlike response. Oh, Driscoll himself offered—well, not really an apology, and not even a real explanation. We’ll just say he offered some words. And we wonder why others don’t want to follow Jesus along with us.
Of course, we could all become Pastafarians like this man from Austria. Niko Alm had to give a reason for wearing a spaghetti strainer on his head in his driver’s license photo. He claimed it was religious headgear as a member of the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster. Look, there is no way I can make stuff up this good.
David Fitch makes too much sense. Way too much sense. Which is the reason why his idea to stop funding church plants will never fly. But oh, how I agree with him in this. Your thoughts?
I always enjoy reading Wired magazine. I’m a geek at heart. Here is an interview with the founder of Wired with some very interesting theological takes on technology.
In the “please tell me this is just a bad dream” department is a story about “evangelizing dolls,” each with two faces: a sad one for how we feel before we accept Jesus, and a happy face for after we accept Jesus. Are you still keeping your breakfast down? Then try this on for size: Real Housewives Of The Bible. Kind of a Sunday school version of the Stepford Wives, coming soon to an obscure cable channel on your TV. Do you see now why Pastafari doesn’t seem like too much of a reach?
Happy birthdays go out to Donald Rumsfeld; Brian Dennehy; Dean Koontz; OJ Simpson; Tom Hanks; Fred Savage; David Brinkley; Fred Gwynne; Arthur Ashe; Bela Fleck; Leon Spinks; Julius Caesar; Bill Cosby; Jack Kemp; Patrick Stewart; “Cheech” Marin; Woody Guthrie; and yours truly, your friendly neighborhood Rambler.
There once was a day when comedy was funny without having to be crude or profane. I know, hard to believe. But one of the masters of this ancient art form was Bill Cosby. Here he is with a story from Genesis. Pastors, you really can’t get much better than this teaching of Noah. Enjoy.