Special Edition: The Almost Dailies Nov 24
News broke yesterday in India and Nepal (KatmanduPost.com) that a new “coughless pneumonia” is…
“Plead my cause, O Jesus Christ, with those who strive with me. Fight against those who fight against me. Take hold of shield and buckler, and stand up for my help. Yes, draw out the spear, and stop those who pursue me.
Say to my soul, “I am your salvation.” Ps. 35
News broke yesterday on Twitter (Kirk/Loomer) and today in India and Nepal (KatmanduPost.com) that a new “coughless pneumonia” is sweeping schools in China. One report says the WHO has released a statement of inquiry. (The “World Health Organization” is a non-profit funded in large part by Bill and Melinda gates. Like the “World Economic Forum,” these NGO “non-government organizations“ are official partners with the United Nations.)
https://kathmandupost.com/health/2023/11/24/nepal-on-alert-as-china-reports-spread-of-mysterious-pneumonia-virus
But sales are shopping cannot be avoided. Travel is about to peak and peak again. Not to mention, we’ve barely finished the dishes from last night.
Costs are rising. Help is diminishing. Love is growing cold.
Stories from far away come and go. I remember a story about a “flu-like” outbreak in China in late 2019, and I remember the global threat of “Monkeypox!” In 2022. I’ve been paying closer attention ever since. And I know that yesterday, today, forever, I’ll say it true and proud, “Jesus Christ is my salvation.”
Join me today in praying Psalm 35 against all enemies. Don’t worry about who your enemy is. Just pray the words. If someone or something comes into your mind, understand that you have seen your enemy. Your heart knows what you need to pray, and Jesus knows how to say “No” to the silly parts. But you can’t love your enemies without praying for them, and the psalter is the book in God’s Bible for teaching us how to do that.
Which story? Which haunt? Which tomorrow are you most afraid of? Lay down your burden at the throne of Jesus. Join me in Psalm 35 for yourself, your family and the world today.
If you want to talk more about propaganda, election-year cycles, monetary policy, zombies, carbs, string-theory, screens or Scategories, unless I have a fever, or am otherwise obviously contagious, I’ll be in the narthex on Sunday and happy to chat.
🔆🌈 Alleluia!
PS Today’s photo is courtesy of my friend C- from Minnesota. He made it with a computer the same way I make mine. I hope you like it.
📐🦋Almost Daily Maxim!
You probably think this maxim is about you. 26:9
📐🦄Almost Daily Red Letters!
Pity the fool, not insult the fool. 5:22iii
📐🏴Almost Daily Vs. the AntiChrist!
Cyprian calls the local appointment of pastors a “divine tradition,” an “apostolic observance,” and affirms that it is observed in almost all the pre-Constantian Roman Empire of his day (c240s AD). 13iii
Hot off the ChatGPT press:
Tell me the story of St Cyrian, including dates:
St. Cyprian, also known as Thascius Caecilius Cyprianus, was born around the year 200 AD in North Africa. He became a prominent figure in the early Christian church and eventually served as the Bishop of Carthage.
Cyprian's life was marked by his conversion to Christianity from paganism. He quickly rose through the ranks of the church, and in 248 AD, he became the Bishop of Carthage. During his time as bishop, he faced various challenges, including the Decian persecution, during which he went into hiding to protect his congregation.
St. Cyprian is renowned for his writings on theology and pastoral care. He emphasized the unity of the Church and the importance of the bishop's role. His treatise on the unity of the Church, "On the Unity of the Catholic Church," remains one of his most influential works.
In 258 AD, the Roman Emperor Valerian issued a series of edicts against Christians, leading to Cyprian's arrest. He was subsequently martyred on September 14, 258 AD, by beheading. St. Cyprian is venerated as a saint in the Catholic, Eastern Orthodox, and some Protestant traditions, commemorated on September 16.
📐🦋Almost Daily Smarts
The great power of the Fog of Pile is your intuitive psychological knowledge that coming back to the project(s) is not a known quantity.
📐🧧From the Wyr Eld of Watergeist
That night Earth was given a small tent not far from the King, and left to rest. Men of rank did not take their meals with the common men, and likewise Earth was brought his food privately. It was meager but fresh - boiled eggs, a slice of meat, hot bread. He ate, seated at the entrance on a patch of grass in the twilight.
It was odd to not have the evenings duties, to sit and wait while night descended, watching the new moon strengthen in the sunset. Most nights, he would have crossed the camp three times over, hectic with a myriad of orders and maintenance. An hour of perimeter patrol. The occasional assignment to horse-care or cooks’ cleanup. Tonight he was left tend to his gladius alone. Even his clothes were being worn for the last time. A newly cut suit of black leathers hung waiting behind him, fit with countless small pockets and dark iron rings. Assassin’s garb, a simpler version of the uniform worn by Acis and those under his direct command. It looked heavier than his infantry uniform, but it was supple and smooth to the touch, clearly meant to both cling tight and allow for free flowing movements.
He sat chewed the crust and remembered the countless coincidences. How could he ignore it any longer?
But just as he thought it, he saw the priest making his way up the active path that marked the demanding heart of the war camp. An awkward little man, he appeared both determined and flustered. The edge of his flowing robe was carried draped over an arm, like a towel, so that it never came close to touching the moist earth beneath his sandaled feet. He looked not once at the eyes of any he passed, shuffling this way and that through the bustle in an uncomfortable admixture of assertion and retreat, yet ever doggedly making headway toward Earth.
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📐🌊Almost Daily Sun Tzu!
Whoever you claim to lead, if they will not follow you, you do not lead them. 1:4