Legacy and Tradition

Deconstruct the following phrase: “Humanity’s legacy is to abandon old knowledge.”

Question: is not “humanity's legacy” something that we are leaving to future generations? Is it not what will be said of us? So is not “humanity's legacy” old knowledge? Or: wisdom? So, if we abandon the things of old, are we not abandoning the wisdom our fathers taught us? And in abandoning our fathers' wisdom, are we not teaching our children to abandon the lessons we’ve learned so that they do not have to make the same mistakes we did?

I am an old man. And hard lesson I learned was this: when I abandon something or somebody, I do not leave them behind, they take a piece of me with them. And I am less for it.

The only abandonment that works is when we abandon the things that take us away from God. Total abandonment to wisdom is the only way we can leave a legacy that will last.

So the phrase: “humanity's legacy is to abandon old knowledge” is one of the most evil lies Satan has bequeathed to us. Abandoning old knowledge is dishonoring your mother and your father, and it is the very first Commandment that God promises blessings for us if we honor them. Our legacy is our traditions. They have built our civilization to what it was. And they will restore our civilization to greatness if we follow them again.

Chibi Girls

Dearest Elena Marie and Isabel,

This Christmas I got you these cute, little chibi headbands for my cute, little chibi girls: one a hobbit, one kermitessa the frog. And I stop, and think, how much my dear, little girls have grown, and how these few moments are fleeting: one moment you were babies, the next you are grown, young women ready to go out into the world and conquer it.

But you will always have a special place in my heart. My love for you will never dim nor die, but it will be a fierce, protective love of my cute, little chibi girls, and I will always be here for you, your ever-lovin' dad.

Love (ever),

Dad

Meditation: Cast your worry on Him because He loves you, 1 Peter 5:7

So, Mr. Sh. and I were walking along during lunch break, and he asked me if I were worried about losing my job.

"No," I said, "not really. This is God's problem, so I told Him to fix it, or else I'll just have to go up to heaven and kick His ..." Yeah. That.

Mr. Sh. burst out laughing at my effrontery to God, but I see it differently. I see it like this.

God is bigger than the Boogie man. God is bigger than my problems. God is bigger than me.

Jesus told me (personally) not to worry about what the morrow will bring, what I shall eat, what clothes I shall wear. God cares about every bird that falls from the sky, and so, would He not care for me so much more, His child?

So, I can take Jesus at His word (for He is The Word), or I can solve all my problems on my own, because I'm bigger than God, and I don't need God in my life to solve my problems, nor to help me solve my problems, or anything. God's up there, and He's not welcome, not allowed down here anymore.

That's effrontery.

That we say: God is fine enough on His own, or He doesn't exist (only God can say that), or He is not allowed in our affairs and in our concerns.

Like we can put boundaries around Him? And we're fine with that?

No, it's my respect for God that has me dare to say: "Hey, look, God! We got a family to feed here and it's frikken Christmas, now get to work, 'cause Thine be the Glory."

You want proof?

Jacob didn't serve the Angel tea and crumpets. He wrestled with him all night long, and only quit after the Angel broke his leg, and because Jacob had the gumption to do this, to wrestle with God's messenger (angel), the, okay, get this: the angel blessed him!

God has blessed me with so much for so long, and I know one thing about myself: I'm really good at writing code, but I suck at just about everything else, and if I don't ask for, no: demand, God's help, then I will royally screw it up, and 'it' is not just me and my life, but so many other people's lives I affect.

AND I'm totally fine with getting on my knees and begging.

God, please, please, please, please, please, please, please! help me. I need to be all the things You need me to be, and I don't have the strength to do this on my own. I need to be a daddy my little girls faces shine when they see me. I need to be a rock of tenderness my wife can have not one question in her mind about, no: that she can lean on, trust, and know that she can rely on me to screw up, but to get up again, and try again, and fail again, and keep fighting, every day, for her, for my little girls, for ... for everything, for our happiness.

And our hearts are restless until they rest in You.

I rest my heart in You, LORD. Take my heart, set it ablaze, enkindling it with the fire of the Holy Spirit, and let's rock this town and this Christmas, huh, LORD?

I ask this in the Name of Jesus, the Christ.

Amen