NRA: Walking in the spirit

Nicolae: The Rise of Antichrist; pp. 175, 183-189

Buck didn’t know what he thought about this new level of what Bruce had referred to as “walking in the spirit.”

That comes a bit later in this scene, but it’s a good introduction to this little mini-adventure starring Buck Williams. Buck, you’ll recall, is in Jerusalem, trying to track down former Rabbi Tsion Ben-Judah, who is in hiding after Jewish assassins killed his family just like they killed Christ because he converted to Christianity and has begun preaching from the footnotes of the Scofield New Testament.

Buck’s first idea seemed like a good one — go talk to the Two Witnesses and see if they can help him. They’ve been appearing with Tsion on his evangelistic tour, speaking to the crowds at the huge stadium rallies that Tsion has somehow been permitted to organize throughout the Antichrist’s one-world dictatorship. (Billy Graham called his big evangelistic meetings in stadiums “crusades,” which always seemed unfortunate. In this case, though — considering the convert-to Christianity-or-die message of Tsion’s brand of messianic religion — “crusade” would seem perfectly apt.)

But Moishe and Eli — the impenetrable code names that prevent everyone from realizing they’re really Moses and Elijah — don’t turn out to be much help. They recite a bunch of Bible verses, apparently taken from the concordance entry for “Galilee.” That’s too vague to be useful information — roughly like saying, “I’ll tell you exactly where he is. He’s down the shore.”

And it proves even less useful since Buck doesn’t seem to understand that they’re giving him an essage-May about ion-Tsay. He tells them he’ll come back later and heads back to his hotel for a nap.

It’s there, at the hotel, that Buck begins his new level of “walking in the spirit.” Or, at least, of sleeping in the spirit, since the first thing that happens is he has a dream.

Buck had dreamed that he was Joseph, Mary’s husband. He had heard an angel of the Lord saying, “Arise, flee to Egypt, and stay there until I bring you word.”

Buck was confused. He had never been communicated to in a dream, by God or anyone else. He had always considered dreams just aberrations based on daily life.

I’m not sure just what word it was that Jerry Jenkins was reaching for when he settled, instead, on the word “aberrations,” there. I’m guessing it was a word that made more sense in this context than that word does.

Buck’s dream-within-a-dream is kind of trippy and Inception-like, but it’s not as dizzying as the endless recursion of literalism and inerrancy fueling the authors’ logic here. Tim LaHaye and Jerry Jenkins regard themselves as literal readers of an inerrant, authoritative Bible. For them, the Bible read literally, and only the Bible read literally, is the Word of God. Thus even when their story requires God to speak — whether its sending Buck a warning in a dream or speaking through the Two Witnesses to tell him where Tsion is — the message from God almost always comes in the form of direct quotations from the Bible.

So in this story, when God wants to warn Buck to flee his hotel, God sends that message by having Buck relive the dream Joseph had in Matthew’s Gospel, warning him to flee Bethlehem. God speaks to Buck through the literal words of God’s inerrant word. But those very words, the words from the Bible that the authors quote there in Buck’s dream-of-a-dream, reveal that this is not how God communicates. The angel who appeared to Joseph in a dream did not present him with a cryptic message cobbled together from the words of scripture. Joseph received a specific warning in a dream. He wasn’t given a dream that he was someone else, having their dream and receiving their warning.

No wonder, then, that Buck is puzzled by what to make of this dream about a dream about a warning:

Was God trying to tell him that he would find Tsion Ben-Judah in Egypt, rather than wherever it seemed the witnesses were sending him? They always spoke so circumspectly. He would have to simply ask them.

The word Jenkins was reaching for there sounds a bit like “circumspectly,” but it’s actually a very different word. This sort of mistake would be easier to forgive if it were an, um, aberration.

The Two Witnesses’ circumlocutions are a product of the same self-destructing literalism that required Buck to have a dream of a dream about someone else’s warning.

The authors’ commitment to the authority of an inerrant Bible, read literally, compels them to have Moishe and Eli speak almost exclusively in direct quotations from that Bible. Any other approach would risk undermining the authority of the inerrant Word of God by introducing words from God — even here, in a work of fiction — that were not themselves taken directly from the Bible. But that means having Moses and Elijah behave differently here than either figure does in the Bible itself. If you read the Bible, literally or otherwise, you won’t find Moses and Elijah walking around speaking only in Bible verses. And you certainly won’t find them quoting large chunks of the New Testament.

So the authors’ ideology of the Bible requires them to respect the Bible by having biblical characters behave in ways that are incompatible with the way those characters behaved in the Bible. Trippy and Inception-like. Dreams within dreams within dreams.

This whole “walking in the spirit” business is tricky for LaHaye and Jenkins. And that makes this part of the story, in which Buck receives direct messages from God, particularly awkward.

Direct messages from God are a bit too much like Pentecostal/charismatic Christianity for LaHaye. The “dispensationalism” part of his premillennial dispensational theology teaches that the charismatic “spiritual gifts” of prophecy and tongues are not a part of the “dispensation” of this present age. And the Pentecostal/charismatic belief in continuing direct revelation from God, in his view, undermines the authority of the Bible — the “Word of God” — by suggesting it is insufficient and could be or needs to be supplemented with other “words” from God. So when an Assemblies of God pastor stands in the pulpit and tells his congregation that he has received a “prophetic word from the Lord,” LaHaye is more than just skeptical — he’s theologically opposed to the possibility.

But on the other hand, Pentecostal and charismatic churches are large and growing. Before the Left Behind series, the biggest blockbuster in Christian-brand fiction had been Frank Peretti’s This Present Darkness series, which presented a very charismatic understanding of “spiritual warfare.” LaHaye and Jenkins were surely aware of the massive size of this potential audience for their books, and likely did not want to alienate so many potential readers and their money.

Here in America, though, even adamantly anti-charismatic fundamentalist preachers tend to be steeped in an evangelical spirituality that emphasizes God’s explicit guidance of our daily actions. So much so that we’ll recite Proverbs 3:5-6 prayerfully, trusting in the Lord with all our hearts and leaning not on our own understanding, in all our ways acknowledging him, and praying for him to direct our paths to a good parking space.

In practice, this divine guidance tends to involve gut feelings, emotions and hunches — something reflected later in this chapter, when Chloe calls Buck to warn him of a “premonition” she’s had that he should stay away from his hotel. It’s difficult to say how such a “premonition” really differs from the kind of direct revelation a Pentecostal Christian might describe as a “word of prophecy,” but I suppose that as long as it was just a vague gut feeling and not an explicit “word” received while praying in tongues, it can pass muster with LaHaye’s anti-charismatic dispensationalism.

I’m not part of the Pentecostal/charismatic stream of Christianity, but I wouldn’t say I’m anti-charismatic either. I am, however, very skeptical of premonitions and of “gut feelings” of divine guidance. As with all hunches, such impulses might be proper conclusions reached by subconscious, but rational, calculation of evidence we hadn’t noticed ourselves noticing. Or they might be illegitimate conclusions based on subconscious fears or prejudices.

Any time we have a premonition, or a gut feeling, or a hunch, or a “sense of God’s leading,” it’s our duty to unpack it to figure out which it is. Before figuring out where any hunch or intuition can lead us, we have to figure out what led us to having it in the first place.

Depending on your point of view, you could call that the discipline of spiritual discernment or you could call that a borderline-neurotic tendency for second-guessing. Both are probably accurate.

Anyway, following his dream of Joseph’s dream — but before hearing from Chloe about her premonition — Buck has a hunch that he should check out of his hotel:

Buck followed a strong urge to take his bag when he left the King David that night. In it was his small dictation machine, his sub-notebook computer (which would soon be replaced by the mother of all computers), his camera, that great cell phone, his toiletries, and two changes of clothing.

Thus just as Joseph took Mary and the baby Jesus and fled to Egypt, protecting the Christ-child from Herod’s slaughter of the innocents, so too does Buck flee his hotel, carrying with him “that great cell phone” — a treasure more precious than gold, frankincense or myrrh.

Seems appropriate to close with this, from James Taylor:

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  • SkyknightXi

    l think the word Jenkins wanted in lieu of “aberrations” was “hallucinations”. In other words, things that the Straw Worldly Man (or better still, Straw Materialist) that was pre-Rapture Buck would auto-dismiss as unworthy of consideration for anything. Without thought for what he might be subconsciously linking together, things that would be, for lack of a better way of putting it, psychic homophones for him. (i.e. he might want to consider HOW they became psychic homophones. What’s the overlap point?)

  • http://heathencritique.wordpress.com/ Ruby_Tea

    Also, Mac has the plot armor of the hero’s best friend. Although in this case, “best friend” means “guy who actually listens to the hero’s stupid stories and keeps saying, ‘fascinating, tell me more.’”

  • Gregory Peterson

    Scofield Bible, 1917 edition: “(5) A prophetic declaration is made that from Ham will descend an inferior and servile posterity Genesis 9:24 Genesis 9:25 . ”

    http://www.biblestudytools.com/commentaries/scofield-reference-notes/genesis/genesis-9.html

  • bekabot

    Thus just as Joseph took Mary and the baby Jesus and fled to Egypt, protecting the Christ-child from Herod’s slaughter of the innocents, so too does Buck flee his hotel, carrying with him ‘that great cell phone’ — a treasure more precious than gold, frankincense or myrrh.

    That’s sarcasm coming from a source I respect, so it’s hard for me to find fault with it. But I’m going to do so anyway. Think about it: Buck’s cell phone represents Buck’s access to information, and information is more precious than gold or frankincense or myrrh. (Though I suppose it’s still one-down relative to baby Jesus — especially in a book like this.) The comparison might work better if the gold and frankincense and myrrh were to be ranked against Buck’s sub-notebook computer, but then again, maybe not: the computer represents information which has been hived-up or “entombed”: it’s the information Buck has already, in one form or another, taken in, not the information he has still to gain. The sub-notebook computer is to memory what the great cell phone is to resourcefulness. (At the time this book was published I don’t think computers of the type Jenkins is describing could connect up with the net. Could they?)

    Short version: Buck needs all the advice he can get, and anything which can deliver it to him, whether that’s dreams, intuition, street-corner prophecy, or a cell phone, is veritably more precious than rubies.

  • rikalous

    Not Dogma, I know that. In the words of the apostle Rufus, “The nature of God and the Virgin birth, those are leaps of faith. But to
    believe a married couple never got down? Well, that’s just plain
    gullibility.”

  • rikalous

    Oh for fuck’s sake, Disqus, what do you want from me?

  • Dash1

    I was thinking it might be “projections,” the distance between “aberrations” and “projections” being closer than Jenkins usually gets to the target.

  • arghous

    Well, duh. “For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

    But maybe that’s level 12 of walking in the spirit.

  • J_Enigma32

    Aberrations, huh…?
    —-

    Gingerly, anxiously…

    Buck extracted himself carefully from the dense tangle of shadows, within eyeshot of the two witness. Past displays had proven them to be just as dangerous as the Bible had claimed they would be; their words cutting across language barriers like a psychic message; with the same incendiary nature as the flames they breathed to defend themselves. There wasn’t a soul around who couldn’t understand what they were saying.

    He crept along the rocky, stony floor of the Temple Mount, trying not to rise the security that was standing nearby, at the the gated entrances to keep the masses out. Sneaking through had been a challenge, but the security forces of the Antichrist weren’t particularly intelligent; slipping past them to get near the witnesses involved bribery and cunning; pulling what handful of strings the creatively inventive journalist could manage to get through the layers of security before finally burying himself in the darkness for the final approach.

    Flickering lights cast sickly orange and yellow globes of light in the dry heat of the desert night, flies and dust dancing around. These lamps and lights highlighted the faces of the witness, their white hair long and tangled, their faces wrinkled like a cast-off bed sheet. Dark shadows wreathed their eyes.

    This was dangerous. There were few things in life that weren’t, but this could certainly get him killed. But if there was anyone who knew where Dr. bin Judah was at, it would be them.

    He stood up, the halos of flickering light revealing him in a cloud of dust particles and insects, blotting the stars out overhead.

    “I need your help.”

    The witnesses didn’t move; there was no response. He decided to try again. He nervously cleared his throat.

    “I need your help.”

    His voice projected into the darkness. it echoed off the stone walls, and Moise tilted his head upwards, his eyes still hidden under the shadows.

    Well, I’ve got their attention now

    Pushing aside the building tension in his limbs and the urge to spin around and get the hell out, Buck took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and then spoke: “I-I need to find where Dr. bin Judah is. Do-do you know?”

    Moise slowly stood up, the tattered robes draping around his form. Eli, the one beside him, stood up as well, hunched slightly under the crippling weight of age.

    “And Jesus departed from thence, and came nigh unto the sea of Galilee; and went up into a mountain, and sat down there.”

    He didn’t exactly speak it. The old man’s mouth didn’t move; the words unscrambled themselves from the tense net of thoughts that mapped his brain, and Buck nervously swallowed the knot in his throat.

    “The… the Sea of Galilee.”

    Eli projected thoughts next: “After these things Jesus went over the sea of Galilee, which is the sea of Tiberias.”

    That’s where he was. The Sea of Galilee. He nodded again, his skin pimpling up.

    “Right. I-I understand.”

    Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something. Just a fleeting glance; his eye distracted by something flashing – perhaps flickering off a payphone. The shadows Moise and Eli cast were hunched with age – but Moise appeared to have a crown of tentacles that were waving, with minds of their own, from his face. Glancing back at the witnesses, his eyes opened wide in horror as the two, realizing they were caught, dropped the projection.

    Psychic powers could only get so far with humans, but sometimes the cattle got smart and noticed the ruse.

    Both of the moved beyond their disguises, their appearance as old men vanishing. “Moise” wrapped the tendrils around Buck’s screaming face before he could react, silencing him and driving the black beak through his fleshy, boney parts. Dark claws attached to bony fingers, thin arms, and a body covered in rubbery mauve skin, sank into his arms. After flailing for a few seconds, the human died.

    Have some dignity, Xallibosk. If you’re going to consume, share the brains.

    The illtihid glance back at his fellow traveler.

    Xalilbosk looked backwards, the protruding eyes focusing on the guards. They hadn’t noticed; the stupid human hadn’t been too loud. That was a good thing. If the guards noticed, the might get wise to the whole plot.

    Of course, it wouldn’t matter which side you were on. After the botched psychic ceremony to create the ultimate illithid leader that resulted in the disappearance of a bunch of people, they’d been playing it quietly. Their “great leader” hadn’t been that great at all; just a stupid tool, dumb even by human standards. Rather than an ultimate illithid they got some Romanian kid, but Xalilbosk knew that his species was good for playing with the hands that they were dealt, as the filthy humans might say.

    You might want to tell Tsi… er, Methell, that one of his tools discovered us.

    The other ilithid moved closer. This was one of our pawns?

    Xalilbosk let Buck hit the floor, blood running from the mouth of the illithid and dripping down his black robes.

    Maybe?

    The other illithid dope smacked him.

    We talked about this before we left, didn’t we? We specifically said: No eating the pawns..

    Xalilbosk crossed his arms. I think you’re being to harsh. It’s not like there was a lot in there to eat, anyway. Besides, we need to hide the body. How are we going to do that?

    The other illithid conjured up a burst of fire from their mouth, incinerating the corpse. So sad – but at least this one had a wife. She might be useful pawn, if Methell could manage it.

    Both illithids re-assumed their disguises as the witnesses, as the guards came running. As far as the guards would never know, it was just some poor fool who got too close – not some poor fool who learned too much.

  • MaryKaye

    Once a year in January my dojo goes down to Puget Sound, strips to swimsuits, joins hands and rushes into the cold water. The senior instructor leads us in dunking and yelling (if you yell, you are breathing, which is a good thing) and then eventually drops hands and everyone can rush out and dry off.

    I asked one head instructor how he decided when to stop. He said, “I look at your faces and when I see that if I don’t stop you’ll kill me, then I stop.”

  • Sue White

    I could see that. But it still seems kind of cowardly. And there’s something unsettlingly zombie-like about the two witnesses’ quote-mining. Even Buck realizes he can’t get a straight answer out of these dudes. You would think he would be wondering “What’s wrong with those guys?”

    Did they really *have* to drag Moses and Elijah into the story? Where is it written that they would be resurrected as televangelists?

  • Lectorel

    The joke in my family is that there’s a parking angel. God’s one thing, none of us believe in god, but evidence for the parking angel seems fairly strong, and it seems to like us.

  • banancat

    He had never been communicated to in a dream, by God or anyone else.

    I know this is beside the point and it’s almost too easy to criticize bad phrasing, but what could this possibly mean? Who else could possibly communicate to him through a dream? Egwene Al’Vere? Maybe Satan could also have the power to communicate through his dream, but if there’s only one other possibility, why phrase it “or anyone else”? Why not just say “by God or Satan”? The passive voice here is also awkward and clumsy.

  • banancat

    I agree that they’re unimaginative, but I also suspect the authors don’t want to make seem too bad or their followers might start to have minor doubts about this whole thing. They are partly selling RTCism as being a cushy gig.

  • Alix

    Regular blood sacrifices, apparently.

  • Alix

    Sure, but the phrasing makes it sound like it’s not the information or connectivity Buck values, but the phone itself. (If that distinction even makes sense.) The stilted language, to my ear, puts the emphasis on phone as status symbol, not phone as tool.

  • David S.

    I think it’s the whole bit: “In it was his small dictation machine, his sub-notebook computer (which
    would soon be replaced by the mother of all computers), his camera, that
    great cell phone, his toiletries, and two changes of clothing.”

    If you told me someone jumped out of a burning plane clutching a bag with their most valued possessions, I might be a little annoyed at them, but I’d understand the impulse. You phrase as the above, and you’re probably generate eye-rolling.

    Not to mention “the mother of all computers” and “that great cell phone”. It feels like bragging about material things, not the important things in your life. “his cell phone, his connection to the rest of the world” and “his laptop containing all his notes, all the prophecy” would be much more convincing if someone was aiming for what you say.

    (I had to check Haithtrust to search inside the book, just to convince me that they really wrote this. Not to distrust the Slactivist, but that’s amazingly bad writing. “That great cell phone”? I can’t imagine a non-sarcastic context that would make that acceptable writing.)

  • Daniel

    They’re also exposing the inability of the characters to question anything. The Bible is a book they read obsessively, apparently they have a five thousand page commentary on it and read this with some bizarre reverence too. How is it a surprise that they only hear God talk in scenes lifted directly from the Bible? I think if that happened to most people they’d assume the best course of action would be to lay off the Bible reading for a little while.
    I once dreamt I could reproduce The Who songs perfectly, as recorded, simply by opening my mouth. I woke with a smile, but I didn’t suspect Pete Townsend was trying to contact me.
    (I’d made a similar mistake before, admittedly, but I’d been extra cautious so I wouldn’t get fooled again.)

  • Daniel

    You have to guess its true name.

  • Kubricks_Rube

    I see what you did there. By the way, that song makes a pretty good Rapture anthem (especially if you fudge the grammar of the opening lines so the “children at our feet” will be gone along with the “morals that they worship.”)

  • aunursa

    Tsion took a call from Chloe, informing him it was likely they would be back very late. “Any evidence of GC nosing around?”

    “None,” he said, but he did not add that he had been 93 million miles from Mount Prospect for at least two minutes.

    From Book #7, The Indwelling

  • ReverendRef

    Buck’s dream-within-a-dream is kind of trippy and Inception-like,
    but it’s not as dizzying as the endless recursion of literalism and
    inerrancy fueling the authors’ logic here. Tim LaHaye and Jerry Jenkins
    regard themselves as literal readers of an inerrant, authoritative
    Bible.

    I am seriously late to this party (football preseason stuff, laundry, wife’s concert and a wedding took up yesterday), but my sermon today just happens to touch on biblical literalism.

  • Daniel

    I think the Seventh Day Adventists have it as their anthem already.

  • Daniel

    And first born child if you don’t make them on time. (It used to be “first born son”, but apparently the damn liberals got the rules changed…)

  • Daniel

    I’m really impatient to find out what happens in this much hyped confrontation. If you don’t want to give the game away to everyone else you could try using a secret code to let me know? I’d suggest selected passages from the Bible. No one else will ever understand what you’re saying then.

  • Jamoche

    Got it! Disqus is obviously a contraction of Discord and draconequus.

  • esmerelda_ogg

    Here you go, your very own personal internet. That was awesome.

  • http://semperfiona.livejournal.com Semperfiona

    We call her the Asphalt Fairy, and thank her each time we get a good spot.

  • Hawker40

    It cost a Brazilian dollars to develop…

  • http://blog.trenchcoatsoft.com Ross

    Hm. Kind of strange to imagine Ratzinger on the saying side of a sentence that is synonymous with “What is your will, my master?”

  • Skweisgaar Skwigelf

    Objection: You don’t actually get to say “no, not this time” without immediately losing the war. You still have to do things according to the Robocthulhu Playbook to survive, which is why even the Extended Cut of ME3 is a terrible, terrible ending.

  • Vashti

    “Variations” was my thought.

  • Matri

    On the other hand, this is an excellent counter-tribulation strategy. Don’t forget that Nicolae’s unlimited charge account is providing everything for them.

    So, thanks to him, the Tribbers are always comfortable, well-fed, and never in need or want.

    They think they’re sticking it to the Anti-Christ, when in reality they’re doing exactly what he wants them to do.

  • Matri

    93 “million” miles?

    Is that really what’s written in there??

  • http://apocalypsereview.wordpress.com/ Invisible Neutrino

    I remember it, and yes. Of course, that implies he was in the sun being very not-crispy.

  • http://apocalypsereview.wordpress.com/ Invisible Neutrino

    The inappropriate focus on materialism in these books is a rather telling instance of L&J inserting the Prosperity Gospel motifs into their literature even if they didn’t specifically have that goal.

    Look at the way they (mis)appropriate all kinds of top-flight luxury items, and the way Rayford and Buck beat the shit out of anything they have/use that isn’t top of the line or isn’t permanently theirs (like Verna’s old car, or the rental Lincoln Buck roars up to the Range Rover Dealership in).

  • Lorehead

    Give the man some credit: he had power and glory, and walked away.

  • Original Lee

    Not to mention that the “bunker” magically is not at all radioactive or anything like that.

  • Daniel

    Also, on your second suggestion- if there are any publishers reading on the look out for sarcastic, petty minded, poorly plotted, and clever-clever material to publish please do get in touch. I’m hopelessly naive and you can fleece me without much trouble. Incidentally, I’m not too good at character or dialogue either, but as I say, I’m shit hot at sarcasm, so really… do get in touch.

    That’s not sarcasm.

  • frazer

    Anyone else instantly think of “that dweam within a dweam”?

  • aunursa

    GIRAT: Our private lives, our beliefs, are none of our employer’s business. For instance, if I knew you were a lesbian, I wouldn’t feel it necessary to tell your superiors.
    Ms. Sensible Shoes: WHO TOLD YOU THAT?? What business is that of yours? You tell anybody that and I’ll–
    GIRAT: Verna, your personal life is confidential with me. You don’t have to worry that I’ll ever say anything to anybody about that.
    Ms. Shoes: There’s nothing to tell!
    GIRAT: My point exactly.
    Ms. Shoes: So we’re agreed … that neither of us is going to say anything about the other’s personal life?
    GIRAT: Sounds fair to me.

  • Daniel

    It’s more wonderfully bigoted than I could have ever imagined… Thank you.

  • Eric

    For an almighty, omnipotent being, Ellanjay’s God sure seems to be bound and limited by the words of the Bible (KJV-only, of course). Also, they obviously didn’t think through the implications of this. Imagine being stuck in Heaven surrounded by a bunch of guys who can only speak in Bible quotes. Tedious doesn’t even begin to describe it. Worse, you’re stuck there listening to them for ETERNITY (Moishe: “Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God.”; L&J: “ya know, that was an inspiring verse the first fifty-two thousand times you said it, but it’s starting to get a little old now, would it be too much trouble for you to say something original?”; Moishe: “A fool hath no delight in understanding, but that his heart may discover itself.”; L&J: *Beats head against wall*

  • The Old Maid

    And it doesn’t give everything away. We aren’t waiting for the text, which any of us could read at any time. We are waiting for Fred’s dissection of the text. The countdown continues …

  • http://oldmaid.jallman.net/ TheOldMaid

    Did I miss something, or did this “Curse of Ham” reference come out of a clear blue sky?
    Noah cursed Canaan (Gen. 9:25-25).
    But Ham had FOUR sons (Gen. 10:6). Canaan was the fourth son.
    1. “Cush” was an ancient word for Ethiopia.
    2. “Phut” was an ancient word for Libya.
    3. “Mizraim” was a word for Egypt as recently as Biblical Hebrew. If you could read the Psalms in Hebrew, you would see the word Mizraim where English Bibles use the word Egypt.
    None of these children were ever cursed.
    Also, Ham was not cursed. God blessed Ham when he came out of the Ark (Gen. 9:1), and no one can curse what God has blessed (Numb. 23:20, among others).
    Why was Canaan cursed? Did he do something? Was it a proxy strike against his father? Was it a prophecy rather than a curse? Was it a drunkalogue? (Liquor makes mean drunks.) Whatever the reason, the Canaanites were exterminated long ago. There is therefore no person to whom this curse can be applied.
    The “Curse of Ham” is un-Biblical. It is a false teaching. It never existed.

  • Gregory Peterson

    “Buck, you’ll recall, is in Jerusalem, trying to track down former Rabbi Tsion Ben-Judah, who is in hiding after Jewish assassins killed his family just like they killed Christ because he converted to Christianity and has begun preaching from the footnotes of the Scofield New Testament.”

    I quoted a footnote in the Scofield Bible which Rabbi Tsion Ben-Judah probably won’t preach in the book, but nevertheless seems to be somehow suggestive of the writers’ mindsets.

  • ohiolibrarian

    Also a matter of class–not working being generally limited to women of higher status. And with not-working being a status marker it became an aspiration.

    OTOH, practical need meant that my dad made dinner because my mother began working (mostly to help with college costs).

  • ohiolibrarian

    I want him to open up the laptop and have it address him by name in the creepy calm voice of Hal.

  • ohiolibrarian

    Yea for Phlebotinium!

  • ohiolibrarian

    At least it sounds more fun than the original LB.

    Pop band. Huh.

    So much absurdity.


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