I had a weird thing happen to me this morning. I was taking my youngest to the doctor and there was a traffic back-up on the main highway. I decided to take some side streets through the town where I grew up and I ended up driving by my old elementary school (which is now a mall...as old elementary schools tend to be). I drove around the back of it on some roads where I hadn't traveled in years. As I drove, I had this flood of nostalgic emotion. I actually almost cried. I was telling my wife about it while we drove and she said she gets the same way when she goes to her old elementary school. We then had a discussion about why that happens. We basically landed on the fact that it makes us think of simpler times when we had no responsibility or care about anything. All of this got me thinking about nostalgia and how dangerous it can be.
Hey everyone. April 25 is world malaria day (sounds nice doesn't it?). I don't usually spend time stumping for causes on my blog, but this is a good one, and one that is close to my heart after spending time in Haiti. I don't know how aware you are of the malaria problem in this world, but let me give you some statistics.
No seriously, I can't think of another country where someone would do this. Is it possible that a video about a horse could make all of the founding fathers simultaneously turn over in their graves? Yes, yes it is.
America spends $250 million a day on the war in Iraq, and people in Haiti are starving to death because they can't afford food. If you haven't seen the news reports, let me fill you in.
At 10:24 AM on April 7, 2008 in the year of our Lord, Abram Michael Polley was ripped from my wife's womb with extreme prejudice. He was none-too-happy about this fact. Delivered by Caesarean Section, he came out with a giant, round head. In the words of one of the nurses who took his vital signs, "That's one of the bigger heads I've seen in awhile." Thanks for making me confident that my kid is a freak. Actually, he's absolutely adorable, but don't take my word for it, here are some pictures.In case you're wondering, in the first picture, that is, in fact, my wife's open thorax. Look at the cranium on that freak! The second picture is the first time he opened his eyes.
I am one of you. A pastor? Yes. A skeptic also? Yes. I have my doubts just like you do. I look at religious people (including myself from time to time) and cringe because of the hypocrisy, the violence masked as love and peace, and the intolerance masked as zeal just like you do. You're not alone. The Church is full of skeptics. "What about the people who seem so certain?" you ask. Sometimes they are the biggest skeptics of them all, but they aren't comfortable in their own skin, so they create a new (and false) skin to protect themselves.
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