After a brief email conversation with Pastor Collins, I visited Connersville Baptist Temple. More than anything else, it wasn’t what I was used to. And yet, I loved it, and I hope that my enthusiasm remains after visiting a few more times.
I remember a conversation with a friend a few months ago. The subject was that of spiritual warfare, against the powers, principalities, rulers of the darkness of this world… And we each held two quite different viewpoints.
Looks like its time for another journey through the “animals have feelings because they have a spirit, not because they have a soul (which they lack)” lands again… It is an incredibly easy area of theology to grasp, yet highly intelligent athiests, well-meaning Christians, and most other people just seem to mess it up regularly… Hopefully I can get this worked up by the end of the month.
“I’ll be right back, Honey; I’m going to go check on dinner,” the child’s mom says to her as she stands to leave the room.
“Do you mind if I turn on a cartoon instead of the news, Mommy? It’s booorrring,” the child asks, reaching for the controller.
“Go right ahead, Dear.”
The child begins pressing the “Chan Up” button in hopes of finding something a bit more entertaining than the evening news and for what seemed to her the millionth rerun of it.
A few moments pass, however, and the mother returns to find her child staring curiously at a sight unknown to her: men kissing other men like Mommy kisses Daddy.
The mother’s jaw drops in horror at what her child has innocently stumbled upon, enough exposure to sin to perhaps even plant the seed for that particular sin within the child.