The first is Cooper, a Cooper's Hawk (I know, not very original, but we seem to think it fits) that has a nest high in one of the taller oaks and has become a regular feature in the yard - much to the dismay and detriment of the birds that feed here as well ... they are, after all, its preferred food. We've watched our little daredevil live up to its reputation as it flies perilously fast through the fairly dense woods here. I was reading that in a study of Cooper's Hawks, they found that nearly 1/4 of the ones examined had healed fractures in their chest - typically their wishbones. Dangerous game, this eating stuff!
I caught Cooper during his/her ablutions one Saturday morning. Cooper and I watched each other for a while before I decided to risk slowly dragging the camera out of its bag and changing lenses. Perhaps the raptor was waiting on the rapture because it seem to care less about my very obvious presence. These are but a few of the shots spanning a 15 - 20 minute period.
I'm quite sure we will have words if Cooper decides to snatch dinner from under our noses, but perhaps the raptor will keep it on the sly and wow us with its aerial stunts instead.
It is not that Jesus is not true -- but rather, the manmade pagan doctrines of belief that the Christian world continues to cling to, has inhibited the flock of believers from understanding the original objectives and destiny that these important teachings were intended to bring about in the lives of the congregations. And no finer example of this fact, is demonstrated in the grave doctrinal misconceptions that are presented in the Rev. Creech's article on the Dead Sea Scrolls. To which I responded in a letter:
Shalom Rev. Mark Creech:
I was sent the below column that you authored -- and in light of the facts -- it is difficult to understand how you can lie to the people in the manner that you have. Take the example where it is written in the below article: Also (2) extensive quotations of the New Testament occur in the writings of the early Church Fathers, as further proof that the New Testament writings were known to them, possessing the same content as we have today -- what is being stated is that such quotations as found in The Ten Words ( http://TheTenWords.com ) which are drawn directly from the Church Fathers which are being made reference to, are the same as what is found in the Bible today. No doubt, since your readers take your word for it, and no one actually looks these quotations up, they never know that they are being lied to. If The Ten Words which are attested to by both the Church Fathers, as well as the more ancient texts of the New Testament, represent the original message Gospels, then the Ebionites (see http://Ebionite.com ) who knew Jesus -- walked with him -- learned from him -- and knew his family -- and were condemned by the Church as heretics -- it means that the Ebionites are correct, and the modern Church is in grave error. Does it matter? Yes! In ways that the faithful flock of believers can never even begin to imagine. Moreover, as can be plainly seen in the article ( http://TheTenWords.com ), the congregation that has put their faith in the clergy, are being lied to.
Quoting Prof. Millar Burrows in More Light on the Dead Sea Scrolls, Prof. Burrows writes: “There are those who believe or assume that the Greek and Hebrew texts from which our translations are made are infallible. No person who has studied textual criticism at all could believe that. The most conservative scholars in the most conservative churches recognize that the text has become corrupt at many points in the course of its transmission. If that were not already well known and universally admitted, the Dead Sea Scrolls would demonstrate it conclusively.”
There is extensive documentation in the article on Bible Corruption at http://BibleCorruption.com , which demonstrates the outlandish deception of the article you authored. Quoting this article: The truth and the facts to the matter is very clearly expressed in the words of Prof. Bart D. Ehrman in his book, The Orthodox Corruption of Scripture, where he warns us that: "...theological disputes, specifically disputes over Christology, prompted Christian scribes to alter the words of scripture in order to make them more serviceable for the polemical task. Scribes modified their manuscripts to make them more patently ‘orthodox’ and less susceptible to ‘abuse’ by the opponents of orthodoxy" -- which orthodoxy was to bring the text of the Bible into conformity with the doctrines and tenets of the Church of the Roman Emperor Constantine.
While you are correct with respect to the absolute need for people in our present morally challenged culture to embrace the teachings of the Gospel, even more important is for the Gospel message to be restored to its original spiritual essence prior to being corrupted by the Pagan Church of Rome. In view of the fact that like you, I live in North Carolina, if you would like to discuss the facts, I would be glad to meet with you.
GodSpeed in TheWay,
Allan Cronshaw
PO Box 780
Graham, NC 27253
In truth, to even suggest that what is portrayed as The Ten Words "...possesses the same content as we have today" in the modern Bibles used by the Church, is such a deception, that it would have to be seen as an outlandish lie!!! To the degree that one Christian Bible Commentary states that if these words represent the original teachings, that the modern doctrinal positions embraced by the Church, would be “vain and baseless”. And thus, because the words spoken to Jesus at his baptism in the Jordan were altered by the later scribes in order to make the biblical text reflect the doctrines of the Church of Rome, the Christian world has become lost and self-banished to a Spiritual Diaspora that has caused them to become spiritually impotent. To the degree that Dead Sea Scroll expert A. Powell Davies professed: “Biblical scholars”, he writes, "were not disturbed by what they found in the Dead Sea Scrolls because they had known all along that the origin of Christianity was not what was commonly supposed to have been” (quoted by Millar Burrows in More Light on the Dead Sea Scrolls). And the essence of the grave differences in what Christians believe about Jesus based upon Church doctrine, and what Jesus actually taught and what the Bible itself originally stated prior to being corrupted, is so far removed from the original spiritual objectives of the New Covenant Teachings, that the Christian lost prodigal sons and daughters remain imprisoned and unable to escape the shackles of what Paul portrayed as the god of this world.
Brother of Yeshua
Santos-Dumont is revered in the country of his birth, Brazil, and many there hold that the homage of first in flight should belong to him. I think it curious that, I feel safe in saying, most of the people in this country have never heard of this shy, eccentric personality.
I kept waiting for the book to become dry and overly factual – a sure antidote for insomnia for me; however, dryness never happened. The book did plod along in a few places and the very nature of the subject would seem to dictate a yawn, but the author, Paul Hoffman, just kept drawing me in further and further. That I’m even writing about it here is a surprise, but I felt it worth sharing.
I am making a conscious effort to read through the embarrassing amount of books that we’ve collected over the years. Granted two thirds of the books are how-to books and such, but it’s the volumes of fiction and non-fiction that I am trying to claim. Books just seem to collect on our shelves like dust and are often abandoned after acquisition; overwhelming in their weight and noticed only upon moving. Ironically, the re-claiming began during a week long bed rest in a Vicodin haze after pulling my back out moving boxes of said books. It has been interesting and enlightening to go to a shelf and pick a half a dozen books and just read them through, not thinking about "what's next". I’m finding while reading I’m remembering why I chose a book to begin with, be it subject, author or both. Although there have been some exceptions to the moratorium on “new” books over the last 13 months, in the main it has been a worthy endeavor to visit our own library instead of another worm’s shelves. Equally satisfying is keeping a list of what I have read, therefore eliminating the dependence on a disgustingly shallow short-term memory pool that is evaporating by the day.
Happy reading!
There’s a new pea in our pod. Grandchild #5 and this time it was a girl! I’m still amazed after raising 3 girls that we only had grandsons. I figure this girl is either going to be very spoiled or very tough – perhaps both!
It was pretty much a dream delivery, except she apparently got stuck for a bit and it broke her right collar bone. So her little arm is all trussed up in a mini-sling. She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s already got one up on her brothers and cousins – guess there’ll be a time for bragging rights, huh?
She arrived with a full head of blond hair and has a brother/cousin approval rating of 100%. Her oldest brother met her for the 1st time in the hospital and after examining the bar coded ID band on her leg he turns to his mom and said, “Mommy, have you paid for this baby yet?” (great fits of laughter erupted among the adults in the room). With the most serious look on his face he pumped his right arm with a flat, backhand for emphasis and continued, “Mommy, you HAVE to pay for this baby!” After the ruckus died down a bit he observed the changing of the diaper and further added to the family we’ll just save this for later archive with a, “Mommy, why is her willy so little?” May the Goddess help her!
So … Flip … a nickname - a grandpa’s. How did this name come to be, you may ask. In a text message from me to the auntie person, I asked for baby news while labor was happening. Auntie replies, “No flipping baby yet!” So there you have it folks, Flip, the new pea in a pod of boys – maybe the Goddess should help them!!!
btw Michelle, funny that we both did a baby pea post - appears we both believe in a certain prerogative ;)
I sat listening to Tiny Tim munch on the fallen bird seed, pushing his snout beneath the landscape cloth that had a seam that passed beneath the feeder and collected pockets of seed. My eyes had adjusted to the scant light of the night and I watched with amazement at his capacity to support himself with his one good leg. I worried that he would spook if he noticed my presence; however, he did not. I cannot imagine any deer not noticing a human presence a mere ten feet away. Perhaps this night it didn’t matter.
My thoughts drifted away to my dad who is recovering from a fall and broken hip that resulted in a replacement surgery a few weeks ago. I’ve listened to him verbalize his struggles trying to stand and sit following surgery and I began to weave a symbiotic pattern around my observation of Tiny Tim. It was woven mostly of threads spun from the will to survive and the fortitude it takes to do so. When I walked into dad’s hospital room he was napping and the first thing I noticed was the sign above his bed that read “BLIND & HOH”. The blind part registered but the “HOH” took a few minutes before I realized that it meant hard of hearing. Almost immediately I wished that it said “92 YEARS OLD” as well. What a lot to deal with, but he seems to have a good attitude when he’s not being goofy from the pain meds and such. I thought about Tiny Tim and actually marveled at nature’s mechanism (whatever it may be) for dealing with pain and infirmity. Dad’s in a sub-acute rehab facility after his release from the hospital. Tiny Tim is browsing for food and water. Dad’s range is 4 feet from the bed to the chair. Tiny Tim’s range is far beyond our vision.
Again, in the darkness, I hear scrape/click, scrape/click as Tiny Tim, dragging his left hoof and catching himself with his right, moves off to parts unknown and other morsels. We haven’t seen his mom in a couple of weeks. It’s probably a safe bet that she didn’t make it. Thankfully he’s old enough to know where and how to browse for food. My thought returns to dad, wondering if there aren’t volunteer’s who will read to him since he falls asleep during a book-on-tape. Thankfully he still knows his way around the dinner plate.