Mining for Ore: A Poem Inspired by The Hobbit

Mining For Ore

In the depths, diamonds and demons:
Mine at your own risk.

Chisel and plumb and plunder
As does the prisoner
To light and breath.

Touch nothing,
But look on.

Something hums and burns beneath.

Lift up your candle and call out,
For it has broken through.
Pray that you pried loose
What you can bear to see—
Bear it up alone
And alone you will sink.

Let the eye that opens be yours,
For in the deepest of halls
No headlamp or torch can discern
Sovereigns from scales.

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Book Review: _The Derision of Heaven_ by Michael Whitworth

I am a little late in reading The Derision of Heaven by Michael Whitworth.  But as many friends recommended it to me, and I went to school with this talented writer and preacher, I knew I owed it to him.  So here goes.

Whitworth’s book comes at a time when many Christians worry that their “rights” are shrinking, that a huge persecution is coming, that the privileges that we have long held are going to soon be lost, and that we just won’t know what to do about it.  The Derision of Heaven, which takes applied scholarship and shares it in a very understandable, relevant language, points to the book of Daniel as a source of answers for the questions we might be having—not questions about what will happen through the reading of “secret prophecies”, but about what is supposed to happen and what it means when it happens.  Daniel’s book is about kings—all kings—and how God laughs at derision when they refuse to acknowledge his majesty (recalling the 2nd Psalm).  America included.

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“Bourgeois” by Lorde (Marxist parody)

And we’ll never be bourgeois
(bourgeois)
We don’t own no Capital
Owning property and controlling the means of production in a loop of privatized investment and
……………..unevenly distributed accumulation just ain’t for us
We crave a rise of the proletariat
Let me be your comrade
(Comrade)
You can call me Trotsky
And we’ll labor, labor, labor, labor
Let us share commodity.

Part the only of my review of _Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug_

“Benedict Cumberbatch sounds like a jaguar purring into a cello.” –anonymous

Smaug.  Smaug.  Smaug.

That’s what we’ve been anticipating.  In short, he desolated.  And so did Peter Jackson.  In a few ways.  Not all of them good.

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To Re-Gift or Not to Re-Gift

I hate the title of my post.  I think we’ve outworn all references to Hamlet’s speech.  But I couldn’t come up with any better.

We sometimes run into what seems like a hard decision: I have a gift someone gave me.  Should I re-gift it?  Or is that tacky?  Lazy?  Untactful?  Unappreciative?  Selfish?  Stingy?  Inconsiderate?
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