February 9, 2006 @ 6:00 am by sean
Even though it’s only 5 and 6 in the morning back home, I still check the subscriptions to see if anyone updated and my email to see if I’ve gotten any new ones.
Listen to this viscious story from Matthew 22.
A king throws a wedding party for his son and tells his slaves to get the guests,
the guests don’t want to come,
the king sends out more slaves, they are ignored, mistreated, and killed,
the king gets mad, sends out armies to kill the murderers and set fire to their city
king tells his slave to go get anyone you can find and invite them for dinner,
a bunch of people show up,
one guy just happened to not be prepared for a wedding that day and wasn’t dressed right so he is bound hand and foot and thrown into the outer darkness.
That story at the beginning of 22 is right after the story at the end of 21 where the vine growers killed two sets of slaves and the landowners son.
I understand they are parables, but people were sure violent back then.
In Matthew 24:34, Jesus is talking about the signs of his coming and the end of the age, and he says “this generation will not pass away until all these things take place.” He says something to a similar effect earlier in Matthew. What did he mean by that? because obviously that generation has long passed away. Or does ‘generation’ mean something else? Or am I not understanding what he is referring to?
It seems usually when people are in dating relationships, and then the relationship ends so does the friendship. It doesn’t always happen that way, and for those on that side, what did you do? I know I should have done more in the relationship to be sure we could stay friends, and that now I can’t force her to be my friend, but what can I do? There is something I can do, right?
I know I’m in a good place when I wake up and see a Lotus Elise parked in the car park below and manual transmissions are the choice of the land.
It’s the first cloudless day since I’ve been here, and it’s freezing outside. It’s actually 4°C outside. That’s about 39°F. Not quite freezing.
People here dress like it’s >10°C out here, I don’t get it. No matter how proud I am from Michigan where it’s usually quite cold, I can’t dress with as little clothes as these people do. Even with a t-shirt, hoodie and jacket I’m cold, and kids walk around here with just long sleeved shirts or sometimes less.