Pedophiles share the characteristic of being “without natural affection” (Romans 1:31; 2 Timothy 3:2). The phrase “without natural affection” is translated from one Greek word, which means “inhuman, unloving, and unsociable.” One without natural affection acts in ways that are against the social norm. This would certainly describe a pedophile.
In addition, there is a principle found in Jesus’ words about children. Jesus used a child to teach His disciples that childlike faith is necessary for entrance into the kingdom of heaven. At the same time, He said that the Father has concern for all of His “little ones” (Matthew 18:1–14). In that passage, Jesus says, “But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea” (Matthew 18:6, KJV). The word offend in the Greek means “to cause one to stumble, to put a stumbling block or impediment in the way, upon which another may trip and fall, to entice to sin, or to cause a person to begin to distrust and desert one whom he ought to trust and obey.”
These definitions of the word offend can easily be applied to the actions of a pedophile. Of course, the principle of not harming a child can be applied to a wide range of child-abusive actions, and Matthew 18:10 makes the case against anyone who would bring any type of harm to a child.
Well Met, 5 Dec 17
Just finished reading another interesting article about tracks photographed more than 50 years ago during an expedition to Mount Everest. This article was written last week by Charles Choi about the half a century old black and white photo.
The yeti, also known as the "abominable snowman," looms large in the folklore of Nepal, Bhutan and Tibet. Reported sightings of the mythic creature have persisted for centuries in the high mountains of Asia, and people who live in the region have collected hairs, bones and other samples that they claim belong to the legendary beast.
However, scientists have now examined DNA from many of these items, finding that they came from bears and dogs.
In 1951, British mountaineer Eric Shipton returned from a Mount Everest expedition with photographs of giant footprints in the snow. Ever since then, fringe theories have suggested that the elusive Asian yeti may represent a humanoid creature as yet unknown to science. Speculation regarding this animal has suggested that it may be a surviving member of an extinct human lineage, such as the Neanderthals or an extinct ape like Gigantopithecus, or even an unlikely hybrid between modern humans and other primates.
Charlotte Lindqvist, senior author on the new study and an evolutionary biologist at the University at Buffalo in New York. But Lindqvist was skeptical about the possibility of "some strange hybrid bear roaming the Himalaya Mountains,"
Lindqvist and her colleagues decided to follow up on the 2014 study by analyzing additional purported yeti samples. "My thinking was that if the yeti is really a bear, this study could be an interesting avenue to get access to hard-to-get-to samples of Himalayan bears," Lindqvist said.
All in all, Lindqvist and her colleagues analyzed nine "yeti" specimens, including bone, tooth, skin, hair and fecal samples collected from monasteries, caves and other sites in the Himalayas and the Tibetan Plateau. They also collected samples from bears in the region and from animals elsewhere in the world.
Of the nine yeti samples, eight were from Asian black bears, Himalayan brown bears or Tibetan brown bears. The ninth was from a dog.
These new findings also shed light on the evolutionary history of Asian bears. While Tibetan brown bears share a close common ancestry with their kin in North America, Europe and Asia, the researchers found that Himalayan brown bears belong to a distinct evolutionary lineage that diverged from all other brown bears about 650,000 years ago.
"This is long before modern humans migrated out of Africa," Lindqvist said. "It is probably the high peaks of the Himalayas that have kept these populations separated and isolated from other brown bear populations."
Here are some jokes I have seen before but I like the logic of the joke.
Logic from an uncluttered Mind
A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.
The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.
The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.
Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.
The little girl said, 'When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah'.
The teacher asked, 'What if Jonah went to hell?'
The little girl replied, 'Then you ask him'.
A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work.
As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was.
The girl replied, 'I'm drawing God.'
The teacher paused and said, 'But no one knows what God looks like.'
Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, 'They will in a minute.'
A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds.
After explaining the commandment to 'honor' thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, 'Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?'
From the back, one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered, 'Thou shall not kill.'
One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.
She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, 'Why are some of your hairs white, Mum?'
Her mother replied, 'Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.'
The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, 'Mummy, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?
The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.
'Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a doctor.'
A small voice at the back of the room rang out, 'And there's the teacher, she's dead.'
A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, 'Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face.'
'Yes,' the class said.
'Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position the blood doesn't run into my feet?'
A little fellow shouted, 'Cause your feet ain't empty.'
The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray:
'Take only ONE. God is watching.'
Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies.
A child had written a note, 'Take all you want. God is watching the apples....'
This is hard for me to believe to be the truth and not a joke. It is an Associated Press article from Nov 21, 2017
A few letters ago I mentioned the first annual meeting of the “Flat Earth Society” Well one of their members “Mad Mike Hughes” has built a rocket and plans to go aloft and prove his theory.
Hughes is a 61-year-old limo driver who's spent the last few years building a steam-powered rocket out of salvage parts in his garage. His project has cost him $20,000, which includes Rust-Oleum paint to fancy it up and a motor home he bought on Craigslist that he converted into a ramp
The countdown to launch creeps closer and there's still plenty for self-taught rocket scientist "Mad" Mike Hughes to do: Last-second modifications to his vessel. Pick up his flight suit. Leave enough food for his four cats — just in case anything happens.
I feel this guy has a one way ticket to get a major “Darwin Award.” The main problem is that at 61 he might not be fathering any more children.
"If you're not scared to death, you're an idiot," Hughes said. "It's scary as hell, but none of us are getting out of this world alive. I like to do extraordinary things that no one else can do, and no one in the history of mankind has designed, built and launched himself in his own rocket.
"I'm a walking reality show."
"I don't believe in science," said Hughes, whose main sponsor for the rocket is Research Flat Earth. "I know about aerodynamics and fluid dynamics and how things move through the air, about the certain size of rocket nozzles, and thrust. But that's not science, that's just a formula. There's no difference between science and science fiction."
Following his jump, he said he's going to announce his plans to leap into the race for governor of California.
I think he will win if he runs in the Democratic party and judging from this article he is a Democrat.
A few days ago we had an earthquake about 6 km in depth here in Massachusetts, slightly west, north west of Boston below the city of Boxborough. It had a magnitude of 1.6. This quake was too low to be felt by most humans. This state has an average of about 1 earthquake per year and has had 61 of them since 1931. However in 1986 we had 9, sort of a banner year. The largest or most intense quake being in 1987, at a depth of 10 miles and a magnitude of 5.2 on the Richter scale. Just south of Cape Cod in Nantucket County, From 2004 to 2013 we had none, a pretty long stretch.
I have been in two quakes that were over 7 on the Richter scale and it is rather scary. In one of them I was in on the 11 floor of a building in Manilla. I managed to get to the street almost jumping down each flight of stairs in one jump using the railings for support. I think the railings helped me take about 10 steps at a time.
This was written by Jacqueline Detwiler in 2015. She put a lot of thought into these few paragraphs and I found them beyond funny.
When the World Ends, Meet Me at the Louisville Slugger Museum
There'll be plenty of bats for fighting off zombies
If the world ends, a lot of folks are going to get very lost. Without email or smartphones, families scattered across the country that rely on long-distance communication will be forced to find one another in real life again, in a countrywide game of post-apocalyptic Marco Polo. I've read Stephen King's The Stand. This is not going to be easy.
Assuming all goes well, my family will be better off than most: We got drunk at my mom's birthday dinner one year and unintentionally chose our apocalypse rendezvous location. At the time my brother Joe was living in Boston, and my parents were in Beaumont, Texas. I lived in New York City. With so much country in between us, how would we avoid missing each other?
To start, we considered a family's needs: land that would remain dry even if sea levels rose. Fresh water. Vegetables. A city large enough that we could find it but small enough that it wouldn't be overrun. This was easy: Triangulating from our homes cut a halcyon crescent of potential locations west of the flood-prone Eastern Seaboard and north of the flood-prone Gulf Coast. We could go to Memphis, Nashville, Roanoke, Texarkana, Little Rock.
The harder part was coming up with a recognizable landmark to meet under. It would have to be large, unmistakable, and still standing no matter what calamity befell the earth.
I helpfully announced that I had been to Louisville, which possessed just such a landmark (and happened to be surrounded by warehouses of bourbon). This was roundly met with expressions of praise. And so, even though we initially chose it in an inebriated thought experiment, I'm going for it: If the world ends, I'll pack up the good knives, loot all the supplies I can carry, and make my way to the Louisville Slugger Museum & Factory. There, if I'm lucky, my parents and brother will be waiting, under its 120-foot decorative bat.
I think of this every once in a while and just want to go south, some place where food is easy to grow and it is always warm. The seas are rising so slowly, if at all, so living by the sea would also be a pretty good food source. Most important is NO SNOW.
A few paragraphs back I wrote about the earthquakes within the commonwealth. Most of the quakes were pretty much nothing special as most of our earthquakes are not felt. However 8 km beneath Dover Delaware one the 30th of November a rather large quake, at least for the East coast, could be felt from New York City to Washington DC on measuring devices. It had a magnitude of 4.1 on the Richter scale. According to the news there was no damage.
I am not a good gravy maker. I do however try every once in a while. I do however have a brief story. I was friends with the Stewardmates aboard the ship. Very few personnel ever entered the area of Officers Staterooms part of the ship. The Captain had his own larger stateroom one floor above. As a Radioman I happened to be one of the enlisted allowed to enter the area. The Stewardmates did all the cooking for the officers and one had mentioned that he could make gravy from almost anything. His favorite was using bacon fat. It was just information I had compartmentalized in my mind. During my younger years (19 - 20) I did not cook, I think I started to cook things in my late 20s.
On FaceBook the other day someone posted a gravy recipe for Chicken Gravy using bouillon cubes, water, corn starch and poultry seasoning. I usually just buy chicken gravy in the can and needed some for a quick supper. I found the recipe on line and was surprised as it was very easy. I will probably never buy chicken gravy again or beef for that matter as I think it would work the same way.
2 cups chicken stock (could be pan drippings, canned stock, or bouillon cubes/water)
3 tablespoons cornstarch
1 teaspoon poultry seasoning, (I think ½ teaspoon is enough)
Bring chicken stock to a boil. Dissolve cornstarch in a small amount of cold water and add to chicken stock. Season to taste with poultry seasoning and cook until thickened. Serve.
You can make your own poultry seasoning if desired.
Homemade Poultry seasoning
2 teaspoons dried sage
1 ½ teaspoons ground dried thyme
1 teaspoon ground dried marjoram
3/4 teaspoon ground dried rosemary
½ teaspoon ground nutmeg
½ teaspoon finely ground black pepper
Combine all in a sealable container; store with your other spices until needed
The Freaky Secret Hiding Inside a Scallop's 200 Glittering Eyes
By Rafi Letzter, Staff Writer | December 2, 2017
Gaze into the fleshy maw of the scallop, and lo, the scallop will gaze back — its up to 200 eyes glittering and alien, giving no sign as to what they think of you in their endless hunt for particles of floating food.
Scientists have known since at least the 1960s that scallops use mirrors at the backs of their eyes to reflect light forward and project images onto their double retinas. That was the work of Michael Land, a pioneer in researching animal vision. But Land could never figure out what those mirrors were made of, or how they worked; he guessed that crystalline guanine was involved, but all the microscopic techniques of the era dehydrated the mirrored tissue, destroying his samples before he could study them.
Now, in a paper published Dec. 1 in the journal Science, a team of researchers at the Weizmann Institute of Science in Israel and Lund University in Sweden announce that they have cracked the case.
The scientists flash-froze the mirror tissue while studying it under a scanning electron microscope (this technique has the very cool name "cryogenic scanning electron microscopy" or "cryo-SEM"). They found that the mirror tissue indeed is made up of guanine crystals. But there was something strange and powerful about them.
Guanine isn't all that rare in nature. It also turns up in certain white spiders, the skin of chameleons and some tiny, iridescent crustaceans, scientists have found.
But usually when guanine crystals form, they form as prisms — not a great shape for precisely reflecting light onto a lens. And in scallops, that precision is important; the lenses in their eyes barely refract light at all, nowhere near precise enough to focus an image.
The mirrors themselves do the focusing for scallops, and they pull that off by precisely structuring and shaping the guanine within living tissue, the researchers found.
Each individual crystal of guanine is shaped into a tiny square, not a prism. The squares lay flat, bunched together in curving, concave layers without any gaps between them — their flat, shiny fronts are aimed squarely at the critter's retinas.
Imagine a bunch of chessboards shaped like satellite dishes stacked one on top of the other. The researchers compare the structure of these bunched crystals to the curving tiles of reflecting telescopes — and it turns out to be a powerful focusing mechanism, allowing each eye to train its attention on a different part of space.
Just how do scallops control the formation of crystal so finely? The researchers still don't know.
Do you want to take a quiz on “What animals can see?” Visit https://www.livescience.com/19072-vision-quiz-animals.html
I got 5 out of 10, in case you are interested. It should have been 6 if I had trusted my instincts.
When John found out he was going to inherit a fortune when his sickly father died, he decided he needed a woman to enjoy it with.
So one evening he went to a singles bar where he spotted the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her natural beauty took his breath away.
"I may look like just an ordinary man," he said as he walked up to her, "but in just a week or two, my father will die, and I'll inherit 20 million dollars."
Impressed, the woman went home with him that evening and, three days later she became his stepmother.
Women are so much smarter than men.
Kids today—who can understand them? Of course this is a timeless sentiment, but one that’s no less true today, with young ones constantly nose-to-the-glass with smartphones and tablets, chatting with their friends. If you dare to peek at their tweets and posts, other than a near hieroglyphic scroll of emoji, you’ll find a language all their own.
Below are terms that have been rolling off kids tongues, popping up in songs and memes, and generally floating around the Internet lately.
Study them. Learn them. Then, never use them, because there’s nothing more out of place than a parent who is trying to fit in.
AF: Technically an acronym for “as f#¢&,” it means extremely. As in, “I’m hungry AF.”
Basic: Despite meaning thoughtless, boring, conforming, self-important and many other unflattering things, a lot of thought has gone into this term, and its sidekick, “basic bitch.”
Can’t even: An expression of exasperation, “can’t even” can’t even finish the sentence, it’s that frustrated.
Fam: Short for family, “fam” is used with only your closest friends. It could be an acronym for “from another mother,” or that may just be a coincidence. Either way, that’ll help you remember when someone says, “What’s up, fam?” the two people aren’t related.
Hooking up: Think back to years ago when that younger, more attractive version of yourself ‘hooked up’ with someone at a bar or a party. Now slap a Rated-G tag on that memory — today’s “hooking up”means much, much more, and legally shouldn’t be performed in public.
Obvi: This one should be obvious.
There are so many I need to save some for another letter.
Have a great day... George