Three Dot Theology…

Forgive me Readers for I have slothed.

I’m in the midst or middle, betwixt or between something or other, life-wise. The book I promised myself to deliver goes on under the lash, but an instinct tells me keep it mum until complete. Meanwhile, my urge to keep this blog afloat calls out for some fresh material. So I’m cranking up an old model, three dot journalism, which I stole in broad daylight from the showroom floor of SF Chronicle columnist, Herb Caen.  If any of you are left after following that link, welcome back to this decidedly less urbane venue…

So what is this? A place for those those thoughts that don’t lead anywhere, necessarily, but just kind of lay there on their own. Faith, politics, news nibblets.  In other words, day dreams and rants and whatever pops in my head. Craven pomposity.  Like this…

Whether in a rare instance of rewarded Eucharistic adoration, or infusion of pure Grace into the day’s tensions, we are not in control of the experience. But we are called to be in constant awe, vigilant awe, of God’s power over us. It’s an unsustainable state of mind: pray constantly. Why? Because Satan–now with his own non-profit status as a church in the US–is very real. The Devil is real, demons are real, (ask any Ayahuasca seeker or Denver day tripper) Unrelenting evil is manifest in the reality we share. The Power that can bestow that moment of Grace is matched–in this world alone–by a power that can paralyze us with terror. Terror not only of what evil may befall us, terror of evil we long to commit. Do not underestimate the Enemy. He can murder innocence Under Color of Christ. The Devil is so sly, he can even convince Christians to vote for his buffoon, Donald Trump. Pederast Priests and Trump Christians. Proof positive of Satan’s power…

The Apocalypse, Already! The real reason Jerry Falwell Jr and his ilk are so in love with Donald Trump is that they believe his chaotic character will usher in the civil unrest–and civil war–that mark the End Times. They have a kind of envy of the chaos around the globe; see, they’re getting on with it! The lack of an unmistakable Anti-Christ, with so many Biblical imperatives to accommodate, has been a source of frustration for these white Evangelical Christians for the last twenty years. They settled on Kenya for spite, because, fervently as they tried, they just could not pray Obama’s birthplace into being Jerusalem…

Theocracy now, bitch! White Evangelicals love Trump despite his glaring satanic lifestyle for one reason. They believe he will usher in the chaos necessary for Civil War. Period. They are armed, provisioned and ready to rock. Twenty years of the Left Behind series has built tangible apocalyptic expectation. So wipe that grin off your face, snowflake. It’s gonna get real…

A survey a few years back found that the happiest Americans at the time were Christians who owned firearms. I can’t remember if the study was about religion, guns, or happiness but that fact stood out to me like a burning cross…

Piper, Keller, MacArthur.Unshakably Calvinistic, exclusively reformed, a tautology, but helpful in picturing the mindset. These are people who at some observable level are convinced of their own salvation by virtue of their appearance. When they look in the mirror, or around any table they’d find familial, they see just the sort of people God intended to save. Of all the faces in Christendom, indeed the world, these are the most reflexively self assured. Can it be that of all the people who have called themselves Christian over the centuries, who have endured torture, doubt and poverty for their faith, God chose these white, twenty first century, upper income, narcissistic heretics to save?  These hucksters of a solipsistic Grace?…