But this I say, brethren, the time is short: it remaineth, that both they that have wives be as though they had none; And they that weep, as though they wept not; and they that rejoice, as though they rejoiced not; and they that buy, as though they possessed not; And they that use this world, as not abusing it: for the fashion of this world passeth away.
1 Corinthians 7:29-31
It’s so easy to be swayed by what goes on in our lives rather than relying on the eternal nature of spiritual things. It’s no use getting all bent out of shape over bad things on earth, because they will pass. It’s no use getting overly excited about things on earth, because they will pass too. Everything will pass away except for our spiritual nature–that’s where our hope is and that is why we can have joy.
I just went through the outline I’m going to teach on Thursday night and put it together and these verses jumped right out at me. Life goes on. God is constant. My hope is still the same and nothing in life will change it.
Little Jacob is no longer getting better. He’s staying the same. So now they are going back to the asthma thing. He’s in the hospital all day today and overnight again and we’ll see where it goes tomorrow. It will be nice to have this over with I can assure you of that.
Jacob just threw up all over, which is a good thing, means he’s clearing out his lungs or something. But he’ll probably be in one more day and night. Oh well, hope he gets better, although they say it takes about a month to really get over it. We’ll see what happens.
Poor little Jacob has been in the hospital since Saturday now. Now they want another day yet. He’s having trouble getting oxygen so they have the oxygen tubes up his nose which doesn’t make him real happy.
Several things about all this–everybody is dying, even cute little babies.
Jacob is so used to having people come in his room and pick on him that anytime anyone comes in he starts crying. I hope he learns his lesson and decides not to get sick ever again because hospitals stink.
Parenting stinks. Seeing your little kid so miserable and have him look at you in hopes that you’ll do something and there’s nothing you can do is one of the worst feelings. God must feel the same way–we’re down here so miserable and there’s nothing He can do, we’ve got to go through it. It’s the cost of living in this place we decided to mess up.
Insurance is very annoying.
Hospitals smell so clean they smell dirty.
It’s so reassuring to walk in the hospital and have statues of Mary staring at you. Boy, that sure gives you that extra boost of confidence.
Seems to me, the best way to get better is to sleep. Seems to me the main point of all hospital employees is to bug you every 36 minutes so it’s impossible to ever sleep. Seems to me this prolongs everyone’s stay in the hospital. Seems to me that’s how hospitals make there money.
That’s about it, I feel better now.
Little Jacob is sick. Not just a cold sick, but sick sick. Not sure what’s wrong with him. Took him to the doctor today and after looking at him the doc said, “Oh, he has asthma.” He then prescribed $200 worth of asthma stuff.
Hmm, I wasn’t aware that asthma caused babies to have fevers of 102. So we contacted another doctor and he said that Jacob might have pnuemonia, which makes a lot more sense to us. So now Jacob is at the emergency room waiting to get something done, who knows what we’ll be told next.
People who make hasty judgments are often wrong and this wrongness can have bad results. It’s true for a doctor and it’s true in a spiritual sense. Boy we’ve got to be careful what we say, we really do.
When the Puritans got to America, they had different notions about what their new churches should be. Some were still loyal to the Church of England, others were Seperatists who wanted nothing to do with the C of E. Then there were Presbyterians–people who wanted a central church structure with one guy at the top and a structure that ran down to include all Presbyterian churches under one rule. Then there were Congregationalists–each local church was independent so leave us alone!
One of the tasks of these churches was to establish membership. The major criterion for membership was being a saint–a Christian who could prove it. In order to belong to these churches they would go around the neighborhood and interview people asking them to prove their salvation. Not all made it.
Which begs the question–if 98% of Americans were Christian, why did they reject so many from church membership? I know I said I wasn’t going to bring up the persecution book anymore, but come on. How annoying. We need to think before we try to prove our points otherwise Christians will continue to get persecution and well deserved too.
I am now reading The Puritan Dilemma which is a biography of John Winthrop. He was one of the early Puritan’s who colonized in America. I am only 60 pages into it but it is very interesting. The Puritan mind is an interesting place. Everything is a struggle for them–they want to enjoy life, but not too much.
The reason they came to America was because they thought England would be judged by God soon because of how horrible it was. Interesting reading this book in light of the last book about persecution of Christianity in America. We like to assume that our world is worse than any other time, but it’s not, it’s always been bad and has always had a remnant of good.
One of the ridiculous things said by a prominent Christian in the persecution book was that in the settling of America 98% of the people here were Christians! First of all, how would he know that? Second of all, that’s not what I’ve seen in reading history–there were just as many scoundrels here as there was anywhere else. Third of all, I wonder where he placed the Native Americans in that pecentage. Hmmmm.
Let’s not kid ourselves people, our world stinks. Bottom line. It always will. No matter what we do, it won’t get any better. Bottom line. If we could make it better, why would there be a need for heaven? The best we can do is watch our life and our doctrine and by doing so we will save some. Take care of you and your family, if we all did that, things would be as fine as they can be. Carry on. I am now done talking about that stupid persecution book.