Women of the Bible 5: Who Am I?

Who is this woman from the Bible? Please comment your answer.

I twirled, and as I twirled, they laughed. My garments shimmered in the torchlight. I placed my veil across my face and got close to some of them, flirting. Then, I moved back several steps and began to dance again. I made sure they followed my movements. Mesmerized, they didn’t even talk but watched—and lusted.

Even my mother’s husband couldn’t take his eyes off of me. Neither did I want him to. I would demand a payment–a bauble or garment perhaps. He would pay for the entertainment I gave his guests.

When the music slowed, so did I. My veil floated in a circle around me, and I made my way around the room, showing my shoulders and my silhouette to every man. They were drunk with wine and with the sight of me—a beautiful young woman, dancing.

I got my beauty from my mother. Even though she is somewhat over thirty, she is still stunning. That’s why every king wants her.

The last man I danced for was the king, who’s my stepfather and uncle. He was smiling as he beckoned me close to him. A cloud of liquor breath hung around him. He grabbed my arm and said with a loud voice so that everyone in the room could hear, “You please me. What do you desire? You may ask whatever you want, and I will give it to you.”

I answered, “Give me a few minutes, please.”

He nodded assent, and I minced out of the room, being careful to seduce as I moved. I hurried to my mother and asked her what I should ask for. I had no idea what she would say, or I never would have asked. She said, “Ask for John’s head on a platter.”

So, I did.

A few minutes later, I got what I asked for.

And, I will never be the same.

Oh Lord, how long?

Every time a state signs a bill to kill more babies—many at birth or even after—I mourn. Then, I get angry. How could anyone think it’s just fine to kill an innocent, precious human child?

My mind goes to the other end of the scale, too, where five countries have approved doctor-decisioned euthanasia for old, “worthless” lives. I mourn, aware that each old person wilfully killed off is someone’s brother, sister, mother, father, aunt, or uncle. Who says they don’t have a right to be alive? I don’t understand that doctors should be able to kill. Period. Assisted suicide is legal in three countries and nine U. S. states. This means doctors can help people kill themselves–and disobey the Hippocratic oath they took.

The more we learn about babies, the more we understand that killing the baby would virtually never help the mother. The old arguments for abortion don’t even exist today.

I saw a quote the other day that a pregnant woman should not be called a mother. I don’t get why anyone could make such a statement. Doesn’t the very definition of pregnancy talk about mother and baby? Or have they changed that, too?

The more my own country makes laws that kill people, the more I ask, “Oh Lord, how long?”

It’s not a new question, and the answer is beautiful.

Many years ago, the prophet Jeremiah was bemoaning his sufferings—which were many—and then he contemplated truth. This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. It is of the LORD’S mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness (Lamentations 3:21-23).

How long will the Lord put up with it all? With killing babies and old people? With wars, genocides, and mass killings?

We don’t know.

But, we do know that every day that we have on earth, it’s because of His great mercy. It’s another sign that God is faithful and His compassion never fails.

The next time I want to throw up my hands and ask “How long,” I will remind myself the God is merciful. Therefore, he’s given us another morning.

And, I will praise Him.

Is your truth the Truth?

Trudy Vesotsky said, “Find your truth and then live it.”

Another said, “Success is nothing more than living your life according to your own truth and own terms.”

Ram Dass is quoted, “Listen to your own truth.”

Neale Donald Walsch advised, “Live authentically. Live your truth.”

Can everyone make up his own guidelines?

  • Is each person’s truth different from the next person’s truth?
  • Is there a body of truth, or is truth relative to circumstances and people?
  • Can we just decide what’s true, and it is?
  • How could you ever know if your truth were the truth?
  • Is there an absolute?

What is truth?

Many years ago, Pontius Pilate asked Jesus this question before deciding His innocence (John 18:38).

Before that, Jesus had claimed, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me (John 14:6). He actually is truth.

The Bible is truth. Jesus said in prayer to God, Sanctify them through thy truth: thy word is truth (John 17:17). All scripture is given by inspiration of God.

What can truth do? It is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness: That the man of God may be perfect, throughly furnished unto all good works (2 Timothy 3:16-17). This means that God’s truth can become your truth. It isn’t a life philosophy you made up all by your lonesome. It is an eternal body of truth that is powerfully able to work in your life. It can instruct, correct, and guide you so that you will be complete.

Many people today are searching for their own truth when they can never have peace that way. They need God’s truth. It’s the word of God, which liveth and abideth for ever (1 Peter 1:23b).

It all begins with being born again. Jesus explained it to a man named Nicodemus. Except a man be born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God. Nicodemus saith unto him, How can a man be born when he is old? can he enter the second time into his mother’s womb, and be born? Jesus answered, Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born of water and of the Spirit, he cannot enter into the kingdom of God. That which is born of the flesh is flesh; and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit. Marvel not that I said unto thee, Ye must be born again.… For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life (John 3:3-7, 16).

Do you know the Truth?

If you do, it can set you free. Jesus said, And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free (John 8:32).

If you’ve never read the Bible, try reading the book of John, the fourth book in the New Testament. It’s 21 chapters. You can easily finish it in less than a month, reading one chapter a day. Ask God to reveal real Truth to you. He will.

If you already know Jesus and are born again, fill your mind with Truth. There’s all kinds of stuff out there, but the Bible is Truth and can work in your life in ways you can’t even imagine.

The truth shall make you free.

Women of the Bible 4: Who am I?

Can you guess this biblical woman?

Who am I?

I used to swish, mince, and dance as I walked. I was beautiful.

But God took away my:

  • tinkling ankle bracelets
  • round ornaments
  • chain necklaces and bracelets
  • head ornaments, earrings
  • nose jewels
  • beautiful apparel
  • veils
  • mirrors
  • hooded capes

I was ruined.

Instead of sweet perfumes, I no longer smelled good.

Instead of a beautiful sash, I wore a torn one.

Even my gorgeous, stylish hair fell out.

There was burning instead of beauty.

I ended up sitting on the ground instead of flaunting myself.

I am an allegory, but I represent reality.

Who am I? What happened to me? Why?

Fiction review: Rhapsody in Red

Rhapsody in Red is a Preston Barclay Mystery, by Donn Taylor. I bought it because of its brilliant cover and a recommendation from Author Adam Blumer.

“Press,” a history professor in a more-or-less Christian University, and co-worker Mara Thorn, who’s a Wiccan hired in an attempt for the school to seem more broad-minded, happen upon the dead body of fellow teacher, Laila Sloan. Because they were the ones who found the body, they become the prime suspects in her murder.

The widowed professor and unique teacher team up to find out who killed Laila Sloan. The police have it in for Preston, and it seems justice won’t be done unless they can find the culprit themselves. Missing passkeys and strange computer messages are just the beginning of the dangers they face. “Press” gets clonked in the head, and Mara’s car is bombed. And that’s not all.

As they take the law into their own hands—and break a few in the process—Press and Mara are furloughed from their jobs. Things are desperate and dangerous. As Press and Mara get closer to the truth, the murderer and his accomplices get closer to them.

Press is “gifted” with weird musical halucinations that accompany to his life. I personally loved this quirky detail as well as the witty style of the author. Even though the protagonists were in danger while finding the truth, I had to laugh at all the humorous asides—and the music the author chose. The ending wrap-up is the best I’ve read in ages.

If you like a squeaky clean mystery with page-turning action and plot and a lot of witticisms, this one’s for you.

I loved it and can hardly wait to read another of Mr. Taylor’s books.

Five stars, for sure.