Friday, December 4, 2015

The Bible, Reimagined?

Let's have some fun today and reimagine/summarise some of the books of the Bible. WAIT! Before I have to dodge one rotten Tomato after another, or get dubbed the title of heretic upon me, let me explain myself!! The names given to the books of the Bible are given to them by man, the translators of Scripture, they are not inspired by God. Altering the direct word of God, Scripture itself, that is wrong. Especially in light of Christ's warning in Revelation 20:18-19.

Simply put then, the titles of the books are a way of identifying and very broadly compartmentalising the different segments of Scripture. Also, I am not saying God spoke to me to come up with the alternative titles. No way!

Alright, get ready for some Novel titles.

Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Worship Wars

Pastor and Theologian R.C. Sproul in his book, A Taste of Heaven: Worship in the Light of Eternity, says, "The real crisis of worship today is not that the preaching is paltry or that it’s too drafty in church. It is that people have no sense of the presence of God, and if they have no sense of His presence, how can they be moved to express the deepest feelings of their souls to honor, revere, worship, and glorify God?”

A question that should be raised by the above excerpt is this: "Why do people not have a sense of the presence of God?" While there are quite a few factors that contribute to this, the one that stands out to me is the err of focus in our worship, whether it be corporate or private. Why is this the case?

Friday, November 20, 2015

It Hurts So Bad...

Everyone talks about fears. Fear of spiders. Fear of clowns. Fear of heights. Fear of, well, pretty much anything. Some are easier to admit than others. Maybe even the motivation behind the fear itself is hard to understand at times. However, this post isn't hear to discuss fear, it is here to discuss goodbyes... and the fear of saying them.

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

The Facebook Four

Since taking the unacceptable sabbatical of 7 months from blog writing, a few things have happened. One of them being the obtaining of a Facebook page. As a way to dive back in, and to show that Facebook is a perfect tool for people watching, I present to you the 4 types of people you probably have in your friends list.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Sorrow and the Sea's Song

I had the unique pleasure of spending a week by the seaside a few months back. After doing a bit of walking to and fro on various sandy shores, my thoughts began to become somewhat melancholy in nature. None more so then after spending the afternoon on a small island off of the coast. I don't know if the locale caused it, or if it's something deep within our created being, but outside of awe, the other overriding emotion I experienced when surrounded by the sea was sorrow.   

One thing that has always intrigued me about the literary giants, like Tolkien and Lewis, was their fascination with the sea and songs about the sea. For example, in The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by Lewis, it was in essence the song of the sea that drove the hounourable mouse Reepicheep to hunt for his home, Aslan's country. Yes, his journey into that country was joyful, but it was also tinged with sorrow. How about Tolkien's Middle-Earth? Where the song of the sea called the Elves home, and once they heard that call, their hearts yearned constantly for those shores. 

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Caution, Unicorn X-ing

I remember driving through North Carolina one Autumn on a cross-country trip and seeing a sign that sent chills down my spine. The sign, at a passing glance, was a warning for something that looked like a Unicorn! No way, Unicorns in America?

For the next ten miles or so, I kept my eyes peeled, eagerly awaiting a sight that would boggle my mind. (Look out Bigfoot, Unicorns had come to the US of A.) Then I saw it... No, it wasn't a Unicorn. Just another road sign. Boring, right? The image looked a little less like a monster and a little more like... Zoom. But, as soon as I saw it, it was gone. My eyes couldn't decipher the rest at 65MPH. What? Give me some slack, I'm don't have 20/20 vision.

Another thirty miles. Nothing. Just trees. Lots of trees. And then the sign. My head swiveled and eyes fixed on the sign in eager anticipation of discovery and possible horror. It was the same sign alright,  but the picture was completely different from what I'd seen at first glance. It was nothing more than a  sign for a Horse crossing zone. Yes, it was a major disappointment. Well, to me at least!

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Under Construction: 2/10/15

Hey, folks. Sorry about the lack of a full article this evening.

I've been working on a slew of projects this week, including the finishing touches and maintenance to round out this blog behind the scenes. That means my article writing time has been scarce, and this week's intended post still has "WIP" (Work In Progress) stamped all over it. For consolation, though, I will have a Playlist post out this Friday. And, I also intend to publish another full article on the following Thursday, just be warned that it may be a bit long thanks to it's extra-long rumination in my musings. But, be prepared for Unicorns!

Once again, my apologies. May you all have a blessed week!

His Forever. For Him.


And yes, I use the European method of dd/mm/yy. Wanna judge?)

Thursday, February 5, 2015

The Orthopraxy of Chewing Gum

Author's note: While this blog as a whole isn't purely dedicated to theological posts, articles, or treatises in nature; there will be times when a certain issue is lying on my heart that will cause me to write more theological posts at one time over another. This is one such post.

Kids. Funny aren't they? Always trying to figure out ways to reinvent the wheel. Ah, the imagination and sometimes cunning in ones so young is impressive. One time, I heard a little boy ask his mother if he could skip brushing his teeth before bed that night. His mother's terse and instantaneous response of "no" made me, the observer, think "Case closed;" within 20 seconds, a befuddled look crept onto the boy's face, he said, "But, mom, I already chewed gum after eating dinner. That means I don't have to brush my teeth, doesn't it?" Much to the boy's chagrin, his mother corrected his faulty thinking and had him march to the bathroom to brush said teeth. I walked away chuckling to myself about the situation. To be honest, I've chuckled about it for months. It stopped last month, though, when the issue came full circle and I stood before God claiming my own "chew diligence."

I want to point out that the nightly habit of brushing our teeth, has a striking parallel with our Spiritual walk.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

What's In a Name?

Recently, as part of an assignment for the College work I've been doing, I was given the opportunity to look up the meaning of my full name. (Something which I had never done.) I was actually surprised with how it turned out, and with what I learned. Besides, I wouldn't be here with this post if it hadn't stirred, as Hercule Poirot would say, "the little grey cells."

It turns out that my name is a motley assortment of European originated terms, from the Irish gaelic and Saxon tongue responsible for my first and middle names, to the German last name I have inherited from my ancestors.
-Aden: Fire.
-Sheets: To protect and defend.

Weird conglomeration, isn't it? Well, to be completely honest, the first image that popped into my head actually was the wandering Wizard Gandalf of Tolkien's grand mythos. That made my pride quite happy, but I was quickly put in check when I realised I had no awesome, gray beard.

Thursday, January 22, 2015


Most fairy-tales and stories have begun with the classically inspired "once upon a time." I could start this blog with that sentence, but how clich├ęd with that be, right? On the other hand though, this is not a story, is it? No. It is simply a blog. A broad view of one's life. A small window by which one may peep into that person's emotions, thoughts, and actions. A summary of a story. Simply put, His-story in my life.

So, how does one start a blog, then? Well, you're asking me.

Do I just drone on about the intricacies of making Kombucha (which I hardly know anything about anyway)? Or how about, well... nothing in particular? That doesn't excite you? Well, to be honest, I'm not thrilled by the sound of that either.