and to think this all started with the Ford Motor company…

So, I was reading mails that came through this afternoon…. more help for dysfunctions, more pharmaceuticals and diet aids and of course, today’s hurry-make-your-voice-vote-opinion-yada-yada-yada known! Hurry… the country’s going to hellinahandbasket if you don’t do something fast.  A mouse click and your voice could save this nation.

So, today’s AFA report was in regard to Ford Motor Co’s support of the pflag national convention—sort of a pflag victory bcz in December, Ford Co had begun to respond to pressure from so-called, pro-family groups’ intended boycott of Ford products. But now, as could have been predicted, The Ford Co retracted the appeasement to family groups and will support the pflag group.

Dialectic praxis and yet another reason to stay the course and homeschool the children.
Earlier I wrote about school phobia or the perception of the NEA that those who oppose government school education are schoolphobic (my botched word) or somehow have “school phobia.” This sort of dialect is part and partner with other phobia labels… homophobic, notably. There’s a quote on the (unlinked on purpose) pflag site that says: “You can’t hate someone whose story you know.”

So, I’ve been mulling that over and over… “you can’t hate someone whose story you know.” (emphasis mine)  That’s dialectic praxis.  If I tell you that over and over, you will eventually accept and believe it and you will support me (and my story).  And you’re going to meet someone who is just like me and they will defend me too and you will have to support them, too.

Never mind the *truth* and never mind that it’s not the person you love or hate, it is the moral behaviour that is either right or wrong – moral or sinful.  But they won’t tell you that.

It goes more like this:
I am going to tell you my story and therefore, you cannot hate me… bcz you know my story.  You only hate me bcz you don’t know my story [not because you know the Truth] … for if you knew my story, you wouldn’t couldn’t hate me.  So, I will start telling this to your first grader and then your fourth grader and your eighth grader and your eleventh grader and all the while I will remind them [because they’ve heard my story and therefore cannot hate me] that there are no moral absolutes – only narrow minded, fundamental evangelicals will tell you that and so I will tell you that they are wrong for being narrow minded and phobic about my story.  Remember, you like me because you know my story.

When the moral absolutes of the Bible are not taught, reinforced and lived out, then children are left to the whims of an immoral society to define their social and spiritual norms.  And, when the church cannot decide whether to  not be of the world but in it or whether to be of the world but not in it, children are left to the changing winds of society to define for them right and wrong -or- that there are no rights and no wrongs… (except moral absolutes).

These days we’re hanging around in Romans, chapter one.  We’ve read it each day this week.  And so I am (along with the grievous news of the day) mulling over:

For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth; to the Jew first, and also to the Greek.  For therein is the righteousness of God revealed from faith to faith: as it is written, The just shall live by faith. For the wrath of God is revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men, who hold the truth in unrighteousness;  Because that which may be known of God is manifest in them; for God hath shewed it unto them.  For the invisible things of Him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even His eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse:  Because that, when they knew God, they glorified Him not as God, neither were thankful; but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened.  Professing themselves to be wise, they became fools,  And changed the glory of the uncorruptible God into an image made like to corruptible man, and to birds, and fourfooted beasts, and creeping things. Wherefore God also gave them up to uncleanness through the lusts of their own hearts, to dishonour their own bodies between themselves:”
Romans 1.16-24

The Word of God is powerful and wonderful and meets us right where we’re at!

For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.
Hebrews 4.12