British comedian Stephen Fry is being investigated by Irish police. The potential charge against him is blasphemy. There is a 2009 blasphemy law there prohibiting the publication or expression of anything "grossly abusive or insulting in relation to matters sacred by any religion."
There is much I am musing on from our church services last Sunday: good crowds, new members joining and a great spirit of worship. But the few moments before the service began are what really has my memory bank in overdrive.
Our family has always practiced the time-honored principle of living below our means. This practice, however, often results in interesting situations.
Every belief system has the same temporal ending to deal with: death.
The Apostle Peter, preaching just a few weeks after the death, burial and resurrection of Christ, said this in Acts 3:13, "The God of Abraham, and of Isaac, and of Jacob, the God of our fathers, hath glorified his Son Jesus; whom ye delivered up and denied him in the presence of Pilate, when he was determined to let him go."
I like and use social media. It is a great tool to spread the gospel. But sometimes I wonder if we don't overestimate it.
My dreams are usually vague, fuzzy and incredibly disjointed. But the epic saga from last night as I write this was crystal clear and left me somewhat shaken - and fearing for Gotham.
I have almost lost the ability to be surprised over the things people choose to be offended by.
There are certain things that are utterly predictable, to a fault. The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. The tide comes in and then goes back out. We speak of God's goodness, and someone takes offense
'Fat dog can move!'
