I hit the (for me) Twitter jackpot of controversy and reach last Sunday by suggesting that the Bible is true. The trolling which followed on my account was mildly amusing.
I would like to give full faith and credit to every troll who trots out a trope against Christianity, but at a certain point you have to realize you are talking to a robot.
I mean it. When you read an email, a text message or receive other digital communication, you are mediating the message by “talking to a robot.” No matter how much that person far away really pushed the buttons that made that tweet say those things, they are not where I am. Only my robot is.
And I do not need to listen to nonsense spouted from my robot.
Walk on.
Then there was the friendly fire who stopped by to leave a comment on this post to the effect, “I've never understood randomly marking up books.”
Randomly, you say?
What I have never understood is people who begin reply tweets with the phrase “I have never understood…” and expect it not to be taken as trolling.
Do the trolls know they troll? Or are we the trolls, and we just don’t know it.
Meanwhile, glad to see that far from the lands of trolling, the streaming of SP815.org are having such a profound effect:
In less parochial news, the US government officials are claiming to have a long history of alien contact.
My good friend Dr. Adam Koontz of ABriefHistoryofPower.com had this to share on the topic. (Please be advised, Dr. Koontz is not the author, but suggested this piece as a valuable resource during these extreme disinformation campaigns.)
Then…
An excellent open conversation with Pastor Hans Fiene netted from the reverend an excellent definition of the kind of “competence” Christian music in the Divine Service ought be held to.
I also was privileged
…to connect one prolific online apologist with this horrid nonsense:
Here is his worthy riposte:
I needed to remember this often all week:
While I Was…
All week I’ve been as deep as I can get into Genesis 6-7 as the second series on the Journey, following up Run Toward the Tomb for Easter with Three Weeks to Build an Ark. This time with Noah and his family has been a tremendous blessing to me as I put my hand to the mat and shop at the Hebron Collegium. It is my fervent prayer that these sermons over the next three weeks will inspire people everywhere that God has put you right where you are with everything that you really need in order to trust in him.
Your ark may not be a giant boat. It might just be a peaceful and quiet home in stormy times. It might be a much needed business venture. It could be a settling down and retreat. But it will always be about increasing the presence and capacity of the Word of God in your life.
You have an ark you know you are supposed to build. You know it is for the sake of the Spirit of Jesus Christ in you. Now believe that in his Name your endeavors cannot fail at fulfilling his will.
Adventures in Tok
I continue to try to publish daily. On the one hand, I’m amazed by the capacity of the app to edit and can’t imagine what it would have been like to have those Worldview Everlasting days back. On the other hand, the only reason I’m really there is to get users off of it through the mission of promoting Psalms and Proverbs. Please pray for me as I engage a medium I have purposely avoided for years. I’m not worried about my soul, but I don’t desire to steward my time poorly. I think there’s an itch here, and I hope to scratch it.
MADPXM.com Activating Truth Gates (ie Paywall)
Mad Christian Mondays will continue to be the great free resource that it is. But in a couple of months we will be introducing a paywall in order to promote the creation of an intentional space for Christians of good will to publish content that more mainstream outlets (that need to make money) may not be interested in.
Yes, we are calling for open paper submissions on all topics from politics to potatoes, to be published for the sake of discussion within an online community committed to the furtherance of Christian good in a world of darkness and deception.
If that doesn’t make sense, let me say it this way: we’re starting a think tank, and we want you to join it. It will entail a cost. It will be worth it.
(And, for the record, I won’t get a penny for any of it. If you want to give me some piles of pennies, do that here.)