Tag: Humor

Scotch-Irish Cruise Journal—Day 1

The Scotch-Irish Cruise Journal is officially underway.

And there is already a mild rebellion in the camp.

As I mentioned in the prior post, Ann had ignored the reading list early but because I gave her an Amazon gift card for her birthday a few months ago, she felt compelled to at least buy the books on the reading list.

Those unread books ended up in Ann’s backpack, which made it none too light. This prompted Ann, who rarely leaves unsaid what she has not left unthought, to blame me. Modeling Jesus before the Sanhedrin, I said nothing.

When we arrived at the United Airlines Lounge at the airport, Ann’s first words were “Where is the alcohol?” I thought this a good thing and possibly a means by which to quell the rebellion. The United Airlines Lounge did have alcohol and nothing further was said about the weight of the backpack. Continue reading “Scotch-Irish Cruise Journal—Day 1”

Scotch-Irish Cruise Journal—Introduction

I know it sounds crazy, but the GSB team is headed back to Scotland.

Those of you who follow this blog know that just a little over two months ago we journeyed to England and Scotland to see the sights and explore the Christian history of both nations.

Well, regular GSB team member, Ann, was unable to make that trip, so The Wife scheduled a cruise to Scotland and Ireland with Ann for later in the summer.

I was supposed to be in trial at the time of the cruise, but when both cases were continued, I became available and the cruise became the next installment in the GSB Travel Journal series. Continue reading “Scotch-Irish Cruise Journal—Introduction”

How To Not Commit Adultery

Adultery is an unpleasant subject.

The secular world, attempting to assuage its collective conscious, deals with this unpleasant subject by calling it “an affair.”

An “affair,” you see, is trivial, a mere fling. Nothing to see here. Move along.

True Jesus-followers are usually savvy enough to avoid this secular word play and see it for what it is—an attempt to render amoral one of the most destructive relational acts known to man by a linguistic slight of hand. But then they often make a different mistake, a mistake which is equally offensive to the Truth.

That mistake is calling the process that results in infidelity as “falling into adultery.” I suspect they do this to not sound judgmental toward the adulterer. “You see, he didn’t really mean to hurt anyone. He fell into adultery.”

The problem here is that people do not “fall into adultery.” People fall into manholes; they commit adultery.  Continue reading “How To Not Commit Adultery”

UK Kingdom Travel Journal—Epilogue

The Wife and Mrs. H at The Martyr’s Monument, St. Andrews

We are back home now.

When we got off the plane the warm air felt good.

I realized I had acclimated to the cool climate of Scotland, where 55 degrees Fahrenheit felt warm, not as acclimated though as my Scottish playing partner at Royal Dornoch who wore a short sleeve polo on a windy mid-50s day.

Similarly, by the time of Wycliffe, and then Tyndale and Knox, England and Scotland had become acclimated to a corrupt, lifeless, church, so much so that Cardinal Beaton felt comfortable living openly in St. Andrews Castle with his mistress and eight illegitimate children.

It took men like Wycliffe, Tyndale, and Knox, who took their cues from the Lord and His Word rather than from culture to see so clearly what others who had looked at corruption and lifeless religion for so long could no longer see.

When I think about the take-aways from this trip, I think of these men and the others—Patrick Hamilton, George Wishart, John and Charles Wesley, William Wilberforce, Queen Bertha, Augustine of Canterbury, Columba, and Cuthbert—and what enabled them shape the course of history and advance the kingdom of God in such spectacular fashion.

Three characteristics come to mind. Continue reading “UK Kingdom Travel Journal—Epilogue”

UK Kingdom Travel Journal—Day 16

The Old Course at St. Andrews

Today we traveled from London to New York to Nashville.

I do not like traveling because of the security measures, being herded like cattle from one place to another, moving bags from one place to another, packing, unpacking, and packing again.

But what would Bede, Cuthbert, or Knox have thought about the speed and comfort in which we travel today?

I try not to complain, but I am a work in progress.

Yesterday we were in boarding group 4. As we watched groups 1-3 board first, I bemoaned the elitist system that would classify people traveling into groups and give one preference over the other.

Thankfully, today we were in First Class on the flight from London to New York.

On the flight back to the States I was able to finish a book I was reading for the trip, A Season in Dornoch, a book about a golf writer who spent a summer in Dornoch. Not much to recommend there, but it got me thinking about links golf. Continue reading “UK Kingdom Travel Journal—Day 16”