So I am listening to an audio book, a murder mystery, that the protagonist is fascinated with Blue Oyster Cult. So every chapter has a verse from one of their songs. Ergo it only makes sense that this is the earworm.
We May Speak for God
Therefore thus saith the Lord, If thou return, then will I bring thee again, and thou shalt stand before me: and if thou take forth the precious from the vile, thou shalt be as my mouth. (Jeremiah 15:19)
Poor Jeremiah! Yet why do we say so? The weeping prophet was one of the choicest servants of God and honored by Him above many. He was hated for speaking the truth. The word which was so sweet to him was bitter to his hearers, yet he was accepted of his Lord. He was commanded to abide in his faithfulness, and then the Lord would continue to speak through him. He was to deal boldly and truthfully with men and perform the Lord’s winnowing work upon the professors of his day, and then the Lord gave him this word: “Thou shalt be as my mouth.”
What an honor! Should not every preacher, yea, every believer, covet it? For God to speak by us, what a marvel! We shall speak sure, pure truth; and we shall speak it with power. Our word shall not return void; it shall be a blessing to those who receive it, and those who refuse it shall do so at their peril. Our lips shall feed many. We shall arouse the sleeping and call the dead to life.
O dear reader, pray that it may be so with all the sent servants of our Lord.
Do the Twitter wars get you down? Are you tired of the nitpicking and stretching of verses like they were a wax nose? Well just to let you know I’m alright.
“Whoso keepeth the fig tree shall eat the fruit thereof; so he that waiteth on his master shall be honored” (Proverbs 27:18).
Our greatest honors will be gathered in that season when the figs will be ripe, even in the next world. Angels who are now our servitors will bear us home when our day’s work is done. Heaven, where Jesus is, will be our honorable mansion, eternal bliss our honorable portion, and the LORD Himself our honorable companion. Who can imagine the full meaning of this promise: “He that waiteth on his master shall be honored”?
LORD, help me to wait upon my Master. Let me leave all idea of honor to the hour when Thou Thyself shalt honor me. May the Holy Spirit make me a lowly, patient worker and waiter!
I’m thinking about changing the name of the blog. A lot of this is because people think that this is a blog about Benjamin Keach the particular baptist preacher. It isn’t. I’m just a fan of Benjamin Keach ergo Keachfan.
So a poll is in order vote by comment. The choices:
1. Yes, change the name.
2. No, keep the name.
3. Maybe, depends on what you rename it.
Vote early and let me know. I will also be doing this on Twitter.
As suggested by one of my faithful readers here is a Jasmine Thompson’s unique take on a Guns and Roses classic.
Let us watch that we come not into such bondage; but if this has already happened to us, let us by no means despair.
But we cannot be held in slavery forever. The LORD Jesus has paid too high a price for our redemption to leave us in the enemy’s hand. The way to freedom is, “Return unto the LORD thy God.” Where we first found salvation we shall find it again. At the foot of Christ’s cross, confessing sin, we shall find pardon and deliverance.
Moreover, the LORD will have us obey His voice according to all that He has commanded us, and we must do this with all our heart and all our soul, and then our captivity shall end.
Often depression of spirit and great misery of soul are removed as soon as we quit our idols and bow ourselves in obedience before the living God. We need not be captives. We may return to Zion’s citizenship, and that speedily. LORD, turn our captivity!
So if you didn’t know I am on Twitter. I follow a select group of people one of whom is @threegirldad.
Now I must say that there are very few things on Twitter that I would recommend and then there was this from @threegirldad:
10 years ago yesterday, my wife dismissed one of her college classes early because she was unable to remember some of her lecture material. “I guess I’ve been pushing myself too hard,” she said that evening. “At least I have the weekend to recharge.”
10 years ago today, as we were leaving the house, my wife pointed to the front door and said, “What is that thing called?” I called our doctor’s emergency contact number, described her symptoms to a nurse, and heard these words:
Get her to an Emergency Room as quickly as you can without endangering yourself or others. Every minute counts.”
When we arrived at the ER, she was immediately taken to an exam room, and then off to another area for an MRI.
About 15 minutes later: “Your wife has had a stroke. We are admitting her straight to ICU.” That evening, we had our diagnosis: a “minor” hemorrhagic stroke. There was relatively little damage evident. She had some weakness, but would spend one week in a Rehab facility.
The week in the Rehab facility was uneventful, while positive. She was regaining strength, and the outlook was full recovery in a few months. The next Saturday, about an hour before she was supposed to be discharged, it was clear that something had gone terribly wrong overnight
She was taken back to the hospital by ambulance, and admitted again to ICU. A second MRI revealed a second, and far worse, stroke…cause unknown. Multiple scans of various kinds followed, none providing any answers. Then, finally, one last procedure found what the others missed:
A tumor that was obscured by the bleed caused by the first stroke. Emergency surgery was scheduled; the surgery lasted about seven hours. The surgeon told us that the tumor was encapsulated, and he was confident that he removed it all without causing damage to surrounding tissue.
But the prognosis for physical recovery was now much different. No one could say if she would recover, or to what extent, or how long any recovery might take. Once she was well enough to be transferred out of ICU, assessments began. Verdict:
Months of Physical, Occupational, and Speech therapy lay ahead. She would have to learn how to dress and undress, how to hold special utensils, she required a wheelchair. She would have to learn how to talk again, which turned out to be a greater challenge than anything else.
The stroke affected her speech completely differently than the vast majority of people. She was diagnosed as a “neurogenic stutterer.” The words that she could say weren’t slurred; they were repeated five to six times. *Each* word.
None of the techniques used to assist with recovering from slurred speech helped her at all. Her therapist told us at one session, “In 25 years, I’ve never seen this condition myself. I’ve only read about it. We’re going to have to think differently.”
After weeks of almost no progress, she broke down one day. “How will I ever teach again?” (Remember, each word was repeated five to six times). Then, the magical moment: During a session her therapist said, “I want you to pretend that you are in class giving a lecture.”
That’s when I heard her speak normally for the first time in four months. The stroke had not affected the part of her brain where those memories were stored. It would be roughly a year and a half before her spontaneous speech was as fluid as her “memory bank” speech.
For the rest of her stay in long-term care, PTs and OTs would gather around her during her sessions, and she would pretend to give a Microbiology or A&P lecture while doing rehab. Six months after her second stroke, she was finally able to come home.
There were two setbacks along the way, with shorter stays in long-term rehab. A year and a half after after her strokes, she was able to switch from a wheelchair to arm crutches. Six months after that, she put the arm crutches away for the last time.
2 and 1/2 years after that fate day 10 years ago, I sat in the passenger’s seat of our car while she slowly, anxiously drove around through our neighborhood. “It feels like being a teenager again.”
God has been unspeakably merciful to us. The tumor was eventually diagnosed as benign. She has lived to see our then pre-teen girls become young adults. We thank Him every day for this and so many other blessings.
This is the best thing I have ever read on Twitter.
Here is an unique take on this Kenny Loggins classic. Sit back and enjoy Calexico as they cover Danger Zone.
Directors: Anthony Russo and Joe Russo
Producer: Kevin Feige
Screenwriters: Christopher Markus and Stephen McFeely
Cast: Robert Downey Jr, .Chris Evans, Mark Ruffalo, Chris Hemsworth, Scarlett Johansson, Jeremy Renner, Don Cheadle, Paul Rudd, Brie Larson, Karen Gillan, Danai Gurira, Bradley Cooper, Josh Brolin
Here is the list:
Iron Man 2008, The Incredible Hulk 2008, Iron Man 2 2011, Thor 2011, Captain America: The First Avenger 2012, Marvel’s The Avengers 2013, Iron Man 3 2013, Thor: The Dark World 2014 Captain America: The Winter Soldier 2014, Guardians of the Galaxy 2015 Avengers: Age of Ultron 2015, Ant-Man 2016, Captain America: Civil War 2016, Doctor Strange 2017, Guardians of the Galaxy 2 2017, Thor: Ragnarok 2018, Antman and the Wasp 2018, Black Panther 2018, Avengers: Infinity War 2018, Captain Marvel 2019.
Ten years of movies leading to this climax. And I am going to do my best not to drop any spoilers.
Endgame takes place after Infinity War if you haven’t seen this it may leave you puzzled as to what has happened.
And a lot has happened the Avengers are not what they once were. Time has passed and people are trying to get on with their lives but something is just missing that they can’t get passed.
And then a miracle happens.
And I can’t say anything more. And if you want spoilers look some where else. You will find all you need.
But let me say this, Marvel has done something unique. They have created a decade long continuity that with a plethora of films leading up to this film. And you have to give them props for this, who else in movie making has done this? Or had this big of vision?
Now granted I wouldn’t call all of the Marvel movies the best thing that I have seen. There have been a few that you could miss and still enjoy this film. But for the most part this has been a very good selection of movies. And this one is a fitting end of this saga not the end of the Marvel movies. There are more coming.
A few other things, fantasy violence keep aware of this in regards to younger children. There is swearing and alcohol consumption. And if that offends you don’t go.
Second this is a three hour movie plan accordingly. My son and I decided to not get refreshments just because we didn’t want to miss any part of the movie. And I saw many other people do the same. Not so when my daughters went to see the movie.
Third, and this may not happen where you view the movie but there were at least eight trailers before the movie and some of the viewers didn’t realize that the movie had actually started because the opening scene didn’t have the big Marvel fanfare at first. So they missed what I consider one of the best scenes in the movie because they were talking. So it can sneak up on you be aware.
I give this movie five stars.