Month: April 2017

Cylcone Cook on Good Friday [John 18]

Posted on By pukeko
It is Good Friday morning here. We are planning on getting to church: the wind is up and it is raining, and the storm is yet to hit us. New Zealand has had two tropical cyclones in the last few days. The North Island is digging itself out of the… Read More

Saved from our idols [Ex 12]

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Yesterday afternoon I was talking to an Israeli colleague. I checked when Passover was: I'm not Jewish and the calendars don't aligh. Made the comment that Christ died on the day of sacrifice for Passover... and he did not believe me saying in effect… Read More

Statistics cannot save circular reasoning.

Posted on By pukeko
I have another place where I write long essays, and I need to have a discussion of realizm versus nominalism as a form of epistemology. I am a realist: I consider there is an external world that we deal with. In research we look at fragments and our… Read More

The beauty of this world speaks of Christ and 18C. [Phil 4]

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One of the things that we need to work on, continually, is preserving our sense of honour, decency and justice. Our sense that we are doing good, and that this world is worth it. The kangaroo courts can turn lethal, and we are all vulnerable to… Read More

Oppose Christ, be stupid. [I Cor 1]

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The God of the Muslim is his belly. They may talk about Allah, but Allah is a delusion at best and a demon at worst. Their God is their lusts, their wish for violence, and their gluttony and greed. For they consider violence in the name of Allah… Read More

If not nard, then blood [John 12]

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Yesterday's Sermon was interesting. The lecturer who took it, not our usual preacher (I live in a university town. Half the congregation have PhDs, and this man teaches at the local theological college) started out by noting that modern theologians… Read More

Sunday Holy Sonnet

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Apropos for Palm Sunday
If faithful souls be alike glorified As angels, then my father's soul doth see, And adds this even to full felicity, That valiantly I hell's wide mouth o'erstride: But if our minds to these souls be descried By…
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