Two Quotes

For your consideration:

"I’d like to say to the good citizens of Dover, if there is a disaster in your area, don’t turn to God. You just rejected him from your city, and don’t wonder why he hasn’t helped you when problems begin, if they begin, and I’m not saying they will. But if they do, just remember you just voted God out of your city. And if that’s the case, then don’t ask for his help, because he might not be there."

— Pat Robertson, on the citizens of Dover, PA ousting the school board that voted to place "Intelligent Design" into science classes.


"Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves. By their fruit you will recognize them. Do people pick grapes from thornbushes, or figs from thistles? Likewise every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit. A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit. Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Thus, by their fruit you will recognize them.

"Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only he who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. Many will say to me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and in your name drive out demons and perform many miracles?’ Then I will tell them plainly, ‘I never knew you. Away from me, you evildoers!’"

Matthew 7, 15 – 23.


I collapsed into the sleep of the ill yesterday at about 5:30pm, and when I did my site had been inaccessible for about three hours (my hosting company had server issues). I see it’s back up now — can anyone tell me when they were first able to see the site again?

Being sick really sucks, incidentally. I’ve been winking out of conciousness for the last several days at 5 or 6 pm and waking up at 3 or 4 am. The good news is I’m getting a lot of sleep; the bad news is I’m getting this sleep on London time.  It’s also been difficult to string thoughts together for more than three minutes at a time — not good news because I’m supposed to be giving one of my editors an expanded book proposal. I think I’ll tackle that today, after I hit myself with a mallet a couple of times to clear out the cotton batting between my ears.