Celeb worship. Noticed, more than a bit of that, going on at red-pill sites. And to think, we thought it was women

going on about this and that movie star.  The video that popped up yesterday, went on about some celeb...Brad somebody, i think.  Anyway, whomever is in his mid 40s; he takes up with a 22-something female, and then, when she begins to age out, at around 25-ish, he dumps her, and takes up with another 22-something female - rinse and repeat.  

Oh nevermind, that the marriage bed is undefiled, but God judges fornicators.  Uh, hope all that bedroom fun is worth an eternity of...ouch!

Anyway, this post is about the present, and the seen, the measured - because that's where most people are, and prefer to remain.  Ya know, "no gods, no masters" ... yeah, right :/  (And the same are whining about how and why things are such a mess?  Anyway...)  

Needful to say, these videos and articles, designed to help young guys deal their present situations, don't offer much help.  Why?  Because, most guys will not become movie or sports stars.  Most men (and most women) - pray all they will to chakras, or whatever other (masked) demon spirits - won't score anything near a million in the bank.  The reality is:  most people thank their lucky stars for having enough money to buy food and pay bills.

More on this later, bye.

"Marriage is honourable in all, and the bed undefiled : but whoremongers and adulterers God will judge."  Hebrews 13:4

"Know ye not, that to whom ye yield yourselves servants to obey, his servants  ye are to whom ye obey ; whether of sin unto death, or of obedience unto righteousness." Romans 6:16

There they go again - rolling out the wine barrel. You know, "men age like wine, women age

like milk."   Yeah wine does age - and it can age into semi-vinegar.  Was reading a post about wine-making; thanks to modern science, the wines of today turn out better than the wines of yesteryear.  Back in the old days, much of it didn't turn out so well - only the wealthy got the better stuff.  But back then, you made do ... wasn't like you had the choice of four different soft drinks, sweet tea or lemonade.  As for the water??  A tall glass of that could give you serious runs, if not worse.

Today's wine is better.  Buy a bottle of... whatever, and you can expect that it will taste just like the bottle you served at the last get-together.   But still - and maybe it's just me, maybe that "bitter" aftertaste is the alcohol.   i don't know, but i do know what vinegar taste like.

As for milk, isn't sour cream milk?  Alot of uses for sour cream - on baked taters, and lots of it :)  A main ingredient for salad dressings and veggie dips... (homemade stuff, without the INSANE amounts of sugar that goes into everything).  Cookies - made from scratch, with half the sugar, where you can actually taste the cookie...whoda thunk;/  Anyway, had to pass up this and that baked goods recipe, because it called for sour milk.  Didn't have any fresh milk in the house - let alone any sour milk.   

One thing for sure, with sour milk and sour cream: you can pile on the dressing and eat two slices of the cake, and not have to worry about the cops pulling you over.

"Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging : and whosoever is deceived thereby is not wise."  Proverbs 20:1

Why are young attractive women riding the carousel? Could it be, a diversion from the

daily trod upon career-track stones (which creep into shoes) icy mud and...surprise, surprise pot holes?   Surely, college-educated women aren't totally stupid; surely they know what a wall is.   But what choice have 22-ish women have?  Spend their youth seeking a husband, have two or three kids...only to end up divorced 15 years later, with minimal education and stuck in a job which barely pays for a dingy apartment.

It happens.  

So, what do you call a career-focused young woman.  Materialistic?   Well considering, she spent 12 years paying attention to her teachers throughout elementary and high school...   Entitled?  Well, if we only have this life, and at the end of it, no white-bearded old deity to answer to, why not grab onto every advantage, while you can...while humming a line from the Who - "Hope I die, before I get old."  (Yep, showing my age :)

Statistically, however, she will get old.  Before she realizes it, she will turn 30-something.  And near the end of her shelf-life, she'll discover that red-pills (formerly known as MRAs, masculinists) are very catty: and do, out-mean, by leaps and bounds, the meanest girls from whom our careerist heroine had kept a wide berth during her high school years.

So yeah, she's bound to wonder if those red-pill guys aren't...eh, sometimes gazing toward the sidewalk, looking for a random $3 bill here or there.  It's easy to call these "aged out" women bitter, but come on, when these guys clique up - and come off like those snooty girls back in high school ... of course ms.wall-woman - reading their petulant little comments - might wonder, if in fact, some of these guys aren't actually...

Speaking of "bitter," there was a bitter old woman in the Scriptures.  Her name was Naomi.  Bitter?  You bet!   She had lost her husband, and her two sons - to a famine.  The word "bitter" also shows up in the New Testament.  Paul was telling husbands to not be "bitter" towards their wives.

"And she said unto them, Call me not Naomi, call me Mara : for the Almighty hath dealt very bitterly with me." Ruth 1:20

"Husbsnds, love your wives, and be not bitter against them."  Colossians 3:19

Pastor Matthew Trewhella REFUSES to be silenced, when he preaches from the Bible. See sidebar for Mercy Seat Christian Church

Yep, he gives no quarter for the silencing slop going on these days.  More than two or three of his sermons deal with a certain topic, one which many social-media platforms forbid even questioning.   Needful to say, per his (and alot of other people's) study of Scripture, reveals, again and again, when you erase the God ordained (and just plain natural, rational) differences between men and women, things get messed up - bad.  In short, society loses its very sanity.

"The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are exalted."  Psalm 12:8

Oh, don't cha jus love the way the LORD works :) Okay, real quick - cause there's stuff need to get done - a few days ago,

was a bit bummed out because the thought police nixed two - not just one - of my posts.  What's really funny is, this blog is located along a side street of a side street ... uhm, can ya spell "obscure?"   Oh my goodness, Willie :)  Anyway, since the Bible, in several places tells the Lord's people - especially, women - to be careful about speech, i.e., not run yet yap all over town.  Well, something came up, and i wanted to post about it ... uhm, and maybe five people would read, maybe, part of the short post :) :) :)  Seriously, that's okay, because, since the Lord Himself even determines where even a very proton will go, or not go.  And if scoffers wanna scoff :), oh. have. at. it.  

Anyway, a Man - per a sermon - spoke the Word; and he said things several thousand ways BETTER than i ever could.  Yyyaayy, him - thank You Lord Jesus :)  

Would so love to post the link on my sidebar, but...oh my stars, i better not.  But here's the thing :)  :)  That site gets  plenty of hits.  Take that, politically correct namby-pamby prudes.  Have a nice day :)

Human instinct must have been kicking in. Still remember the exact place, and the thoughts

running through my 6 or 7 year old brain.  Was the first time i was witnessed to.  Neighbor girl, Lois, was from a churchgoing family.  She said something about God being angry with sinners.  No, don't recall her exact words, but do recall - as if my reaction to her words happened last Tuesday - thinking, along the lines of, i'm in serious trouble.  Being that my folks didn't do church, though Dad's mom did - gram went to a for-real church - anyway, i barely looked skyward, out of fear, in knowing that, that i could be zapped with a bolt of lightening.  i remember not even thinking about quarreling with that angry "white bearded old man" (okay, can't resist taking that little pot shot at Lord-bashers :).

Then, my neighbor told me about Jesus.  And no, can't remember her exact words, but do recall my reaction to her words.  Such relief.  i then knew, i wouldn't get zapped, or whatever, because Jesus likes kids.  Here's what else that popped into my little noggin.  Instinct at work?  i knew that, that "white bearded" old sky warrior loved his son, and because he loved his son, the old king wouldn't zap me.  In short, Jesus protected kids (like me) from his father's anger.

And there's something else, i recall.  Simply accepting things as they were.  Basically, not even considering wanting to question or judge the relationship between Father and Son - the father being angry, while the son being protecting.  All's i knew was, Father and Son were close, and just plain accepted that.

So, did i come to a saving knowledge that day?   Even though i did not fault God for his anger toward me (YES, i remember not even for one second, harboring any resentment, only accepting things as they were.)  Seriously believe, i had come within an inch of salvation.  But i don't recall asking Jesus to save me.

Getting across that final inch, didn't happen until around this time of year, twelve years ago.  

Anyway, mr.agnostic/atheist rolled out his reasons to not believe. Not surprised,

having been the bright little boy he was (and now, a bright mid-40s man) his questions had been met with ... number one:  VICIOUS mind games, and about NO honest "well, I don't know."   Had to about laugh, (not funny, just no-brainer) when he made the statement, that churches have, amongst them, more than one or two evil people, and that most people there, are faking it.  Uhm, didn't Jesus say, " on that day, many will say, Lord, Lord, haven't we, in your name do many wonderful works..."  And doesn't Jude, who i think was Jesus's half brother, warn the church that "ravenous wolves" were in the church, planning and plotting bad trouble.

He didn't go into alot of detail about the mind gaming he had experienced as a youngster, but what he said, was enough.  YES hell is real, and it is eternal, but a four year old does NOT need to have the horrid details pounded into his little brain.  Kids need to learn about grace, forgiveness, love - and turning away from bratty behavior,  and that sin is a human condition, that even the best and brightest of us, struggle against it.

Nope, the little boy was threatened with hell-fire, because he was ... what!  Looking out the window, watching some squirrel, that's what.

Next up, was the slaughter of the caananites.  Oh yeah, that was one i struggled with, for several years.  He said, they had just been living their lives.  Yeah, what i used to think too - i had thought they were just pot-smoking hippies, going to the high places where they grooved to grateful dead melodies.  No, seriously, that music is ancient.

Needless to say, how naive.   The caananites were into some nasty stuff.  They had been practicing...ugh, for centuries.  And didn't the Lord warn the israelites, that if they did the same, the "land would vomit them out."