hope you get this fast..trip to Ukraine..stolen cash, credit cards and phone..wire funds to me.

So you get an email, supposedly from someone you know like this one that I got today:

I really hope you get this fast. I could not inform everyone about my trip to Ukraine for a program because it was impromptu. The program was successful, but my journey has turned sour I was mugged at gun point and all my valuables were stolen (cash, credit cards and phone, where I went for sightseeing before leaving to the airport since my return flight is in few hours. Luckily I had my passport in my hotel room to get me home.

Its was a terrible experience. all i need more is €1,850 EURO to settle some outstanding hotel bills and also take a cab to the airport. I have contacted my bank, but the best they can do is to mail a new card which will take 2 to 3 days to get here.

Western Union Transfer is the fastest option to wire the funds to me. Please let me know if you can help me out? I promise to make the immediate refund when i get home.

Best regards

How to reply to these odious fraudsters?

I sent this reply today:

Mary is a woman of God and God will not hold as guiltless those hackers trying to defraud her or those she knows. The Bible teaches: “Touch not God’s anointed.”

Who knows, it may give them something to think about?

Why is the UKIP councillor wrong to blame storms and floods on gay marriage? A Christian reply.


Being a Christian, I find the comments of David Silvester interesting as well as alarming. Rather than merely shouting him down like many others are doing I find myself looking critically at his theology and wanting to understand where his is coming from. I don’t think Mr Silvester wants to be hateful. I think he simply wants to stand up for what he believes are Christian truths. Good for him for trying, but I am confident he is wrong this time.

It is reported that in a the letter to the Henley Standard he wrote: “The scriptures make it abundantly clear that a Christian nation that abandons its faith and acts contrary to the Gospel (and in naked breach of a coronation oath) will be beset by natural disasters such as storms, disease, pestilence and war.”

He added: “I wrote to David Cameron in April 2012 to warn him that disasters would accompany the passage of his same-sex marriage bill. But he went ahead despite a 600,000 signature petition by concerned Christians and more than half of his own parliamentary party saying that he should not do so.”

Now I know that almost every Christian church was against the redefinition of marriage and still are, but what about it bringing natural disasters such as storms, disease, pestilence and war as Mr Sylvester claimed?

I have since listened to Mr Silvester speaking to a journalist on the radio where he repeated his comments and this time I heard him referring to the Old Testament part of the Bible. Ah, this is where his theology goes adrift.

The OT (Old Testament) tells the story of a particular people who are chosen by God to be special. It was to be their destiny to hear from God and to preserve those revelations in their national memory. The time would come when God would become flesh and dwell among us in the person of Jesus the Messiah (or the Christ). That chosen nation would (because they had preserved the previous revelations) be the ones best placed to recognise the Messiah and to provide a context for his life and teachings.

So in the OT, God is seen as having a relationship with a nation, a people. They were to preserve their distinctiveness and be separate from things God did not like. That nation was warned that to turn from him would result in all sorts of punishment, and if they persistently refused to turn back to him when he gave them warnings they would end up being invaded by foreign powers and plundered. It came to pass and they were eventually invaded by the Babylonians under the leadership of Nebuchadnezzar. The account of Nebuchadnezzar’s victory was carved on stone, at his command, and this stone can now be viewed in the British Museum.

In the post Jesus age God now enters into relationship with individuals. Instead of transforming the world by choosing a nation or country, he invites individuals to come to Jesus to follow him, be transformed by him, and then become agents of transformation in this world by working for the common good. This is what Christians are seeking when they pray “They kingdom come…”, they are seeking the enlargement of the rule of Christ on the earth. This is where Mr Sylvester makes his mistake. Whereas the OT laws were to show how a nation could live in harmony with each other and with their God, we are now in an age where it is individuals who are dealt with individually regarding their faithfulness, or otherwise, concerning Jesus.

Simply put, I can say that my failures will not bring judgement upon others. Though there is a caveat to that statement. The crooked bankers caused others to suffer but it is they who will answer to God for what they have done. Crime, violence and war harm people. Though the perpetrators will have to face God (judgement) for what they have done, the innocent do suffer because of them. But that is not the same thing as judgement. We each will give an account to God for our own lives. This will include David Cameron.

However, I don’t want to end on a note about judgement. A continual theme right through the NT is the offer of forgiveness from a generous God who is good, and who loves us.

A funny piece of writing. Don’t try this at home.

This is a review of the sugar free version of Haribo Gummy Bears.


“Oh man…words cannot express what happened to me after eating these. The Gummi Bear “Cleanse”. If you are someone that can tolerate the sugar substitute, enjoy. If you are like the dozens of people that tried my order, RUN!

First of all, for taste I would rate these a 5. So good. Soft, true-to-taste fruit flavours like the sugar variety…I was a happy camper.

BUT (or should I say BUTT), not long after eating about 20 of these all hell broke loose. I had a gastrointestinal experience like nothing I’ve ever imagined. Cramps, sweating, bloating beyond my worst nightmare. I’ve had food poisoning from some bad shellfish and that was almost like a skip in the park compared to what was going on inside me.

Then came the, uh, flatulence. Heavens to Murgatroyd. The sounds. Like trumpets calling the demons back to Hell… The stench. Like 1,000 rotten corpses vomited. I couldn’t stand to stay In one room for fear of succumbing to my own odours.

But wait; there‘s more. What came out of me felt like someone tried to funnel Niagara Falls through a coffee straw. I swear my sphincters were screaming. It felt like my delicate starfish was a gaping maw projectile vomiting a torrential flood of toxic waste. 100% liquid. Flammable liquid. NAPALM. It was actually a bit humorous (for a nanosecond) as it was just beyond anything I could imagine possible.


I felt violated when it was over. Which I think might have been sometime in the early morning of the next day. There was stuff coming out of me that I ate at my wedding In 2005.

I had FIVE POUNDS of these innocent-looking delicious tasting HELLBEARS so I told a friend about what happened to me, thinking it HAD to be some type of sensitivity I had to the sugar substitute, and in spite of my warnings and graphic descriptions, she decided to take her chances and take them off my hands.

Silly woman. All of the same for her. and a phone call from her while on the toilet (because you kinda end up living in the bathroom for a spell) telling me she really wished she would have listened. I think she was crying.

Her sister was sceptical and suspected that we were exaggerating. She took them to work, since there was still 99% of a 5 pound bag left. She works for a construction company, where there are builders, roofers, house painters, landscapers, etc. Lots of people who generally have limited access to toilets on a given day. I can’t imagine where all of those poor men (and women) pooped that day. I keep envisioning men on roofs, crossing their legs and trying to decide if they can make it down the ladder. or if they should Just Jump.

If you order these, best of luck to you. And please, don’t post a video review during the aftershocks.”

I got the above from this link. Should I have felt sympathy before laughing? It is such a vivid description my sympathy came later.

Note to self: don’t eat those bears!

Empathy, self-hood, the drive to belong, community, and hope for our planet. See this great 10 min movie

This was well worth the ten minutes it took to watch it and will leave me something to think about for a long time. I have downloaded the notes so I can read them over.

I already knew about the one pair of parents we are all descended from, but as a Christian it is not that that gets me cheering.

I felt particularly stirred by comparing what Jeremy Rifkin was saying with the Christian gospel. It seems to me that it is the gospel which raises the possibility of connecting the human race beyond boundaries of age, face, gender, etc. like nothing else. Such a pity that down the centuries the gospel has been so often high jacked by those who wanted it as a boundary marker for gathering people inside while keeping others out. Having just been celebrating Christmas it seems to me that the coming of God to earth in human form illustrates that God is wanting to bring about the very things Rifkin points us to.

The small print and credits from the YouTube site:

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My #Christmas Day row. It was all meant to be love and harmony and I thought they would be pleased

A friend had brought me the dvd of Chicken Run (which I had never yet seen). I showed to my chickens.

They asked was I sure it was meant for me and not for them. Now, I am fond of them as friends but they do have a tendency to snatch at things. I replied that it was mine but I was willing to share. They then insisted that instead of them coming to me, as there are five of them and only one of me, I should visit them in their house and we should all watch it together. Anything to avoid a scene on Christmas Day, I thought. So I agreed.

Well it was such a squash and I only mentioned once that I had got some of their bedding on my clothes when I bumped my head on one of their perch bars, but that is when it all kicked off.


I think at the bottom of it all is the bedding. I have been putting shredded rape stems on the bottom of their coop (really sold as horse bedding) but they preferred the old stuff, shredded hemp stems with bit of eucalyptus pellet to give a scent (also for horses).

I don’t know why they went on about. But then they said if got it again they wouldn’t smoke it. Smoke it?! That would have never entered my head had they not placed the thought there. Did they smoke it? I remember a smell in the summer and I had thought it was a particularly fruity bonfire. But come to think of it it did have that special smell.

I tried to change the subject and tried to cheer them up by showing them another present I had received, a plastic gadget to make square shaped boiled eggs. Big mistake! They said it was “not respectful”.

I will let them out for a wander along the street this afternoon, then I will give them some mixed corn and they will have forgotten about it by tomorrow morning.

I wish they would stop going on about that hemp bedding though. They keep glaring at me.

Merry Christmas. And as Tiny Tim said, “God bless us, everyone.”