Hello, F.O.T.E.'s,
Well, The Ewe had a "letter to the editor" asking my opinion about a passage of scripture. The question was re: I Cor chapter 5. I'd usually put this on our "sister" website, activeflock.com, but AF is down for the moment, so I'll respond here--Y'all don't mind, do you?
What was going on in this letter (to the Corinthians) was really nasty stuff, like immorality between men and their stepmoms, etc...To top it off, they were actually boasting about doing it! Paul basically said to just expel them from the fellowship. A couple things to keep in mind: these were people who called themselves "Believers." Folks "of the world," who don't claim a relationship to Christ--we're not talking about them. We're also not talking about Believers who sinned, then were repentant. These folks Paul was talking about enjoyed their sin--were even proud of it. Those are guys Paul said to expel. Don't even associate w/ them. Jesus didn't tell us not to have anything to do w/ "sinners"--unbelievers...The folks He told us to avoid are "Christians" who are unrepentant and hypocritical...the "image only" guys. I call them "schmoozers." Basically, what I think of as the Pharisees--Jesus called them white-washed tombs. Ick. Look good on the outside, but just full of nothing but death on the inside. So, to my reader who wrote the question aobut ICor5:9, telling us "not to associate with sexually immoral people" we've got to read on in verse 10, "not at all meaning the people of this world who are immoral, or the greedy and swindlers, or idolaters. In that case you would have to leave this world. But now I am writing you that you not associate with anyone who *calls himself a brother* [emphasis mine] but is sexually immoral or greedy, an idolator or a slanderer, a drunkard or a swindler. With such a man do not even eat. What business is it of mine to judge those outside the church? Are you not to judge those inside? God will judge those outside. Expel the wicked man from among you." This is not referring to folks who "mess up," and repent--it's talking about folks who are proud of their sin. So, reader, does that help?
Y'all keep your wool dry,
The Ewe
This is the part of the show where I come out and sing a silly song. Stories and ra-- ra-- ramblings from a life-loving, God-fearing, deliberate breeder and her flock. Yes Pinky! We will teach our children to take over the world! (or at least the playground;)
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Monday, June 20, 2005
A Tick Tip from GrandRamama
Hello, F.O.T.E.'s!
Yes, yes...it's been a while. Please forgive me...I'm juggling just as fast as I can!
The tick season is pretty much in full swing around here. I really despise those critters! Sometimes it's hard to know what to do with one once you've found it and pulled it off. GrandRamama found a tidy way to dispose of them the other day...
She was riding along in the van on some interstate between Here and There and felt a tickle. She tried to ignore it a while, but that tickle persisted. So, she reached up and, lo and behold, it was a tick. She thought of throwing it out the window, but she feared the tick would be swept back in by the rushing wind from the open window. Hmmm...what to do? Couldn't hold in her hand all the way from Here to There....Hmmm....
Well, ingenious lady that she is, she took the chewing gum out of her mouth, wrapped it around the little pest and *then* tossed the whole Tick Burrito out the window. The gum added enough weight that it flew out, instead of out--then back in. Also, she knew that if the tick *did* fly back in, she'd surely know it by the icky sticky mess. :-)
Well gotta run...the Lambs are enjoying the day outside and I think I'll go enjoy it with them.
Y'all keep your wool dry,
The Ewe
Quote of the Day: "Dead rabbits don't hop." The Ram
Yes, yes...it's been a while. Please forgive me...I'm juggling just as fast as I can!
The tick season is pretty much in full swing around here. I really despise those critters! Sometimes it's hard to know what to do with one once you've found it and pulled it off. GrandRamama found a tidy way to dispose of them the other day...
She was riding along in the van on some interstate between Here and There and felt a tickle. She tried to ignore it a while, but that tickle persisted. So, she reached up and, lo and behold, it was a tick. She thought of throwing it out the window, but she feared the tick would be swept back in by the rushing wind from the open window. Hmmm...what to do? Couldn't hold in her hand all the way from Here to There....Hmmm....
Well, ingenious lady that she is, she took the chewing gum out of her mouth, wrapped it around the little pest and *then* tossed the whole Tick Burrito out the window. The gum added enough weight that it flew out, instead of out--then back in. Also, she knew that if the tick *did* fly back in, she'd surely know it by the icky sticky mess. :-)
Well gotta run...the Lambs are enjoying the day outside and I think I'll go enjoy it with them.
Y'all keep your wool dry,
The Ewe
Quote of the Day: "Dead rabbits don't hop." The Ram
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
Bit of Excitement
Well, Friends of the Ewe,
I'm not going into all the gory details, but just suffice it to say that it's a *good* thing that lizards can't get good traction on linoleum. Also, that a person can maneuver quite well in a kitchen by standing on one pink chair and picking up and placing another pink chair adjacent, then stepping onto Pink Chair No. 2. Then, you reach back, pick up Pink Chair No. 1, place it next to where you are...step onto it...repeat...
I will add, too, that it is a good thing to have children who are adept at catching reptiles.
GRIN
The Ewe
I'm not going into all the gory details, but just suffice it to say that it's a *good* thing that lizards can't get good traction on linoleum. Also, that a person can maneuver quite well in a kitchen by standing on one pink chair and picking up and placing another pink chair adjacent, then stepping onto Pink Chair No. 2. Then, you reach back, pick up Pink Chair No. 1, place it next to where you are...step onto it...repeat...
I will add, too, that it is a good thing to have children who are adept at catching reptiles.
GRIN
The Ewe
Monday, June 06, 2005
Happ'nins
Hello, F.O.T.E.'s!
Well, I'll tell you...the calendar says "Spring" but the thermometer says "Summer" here at The Fold. Those of you who know me well, know that Summer is my least favorite season. Something about staying sweaty for months just doesn't appeal. On the other hand, I must admit the produce during the Summer is wonderful! We had the sweetest cantaloupe (our favorite fruit!) a couple days ago, and I thought that might be our reward for surviving the heat. :-) Thank you, Lord, for Summer!
I guess the biggest news around here is the state of Tater Tot's noggin. Nearly 2 weeks ago now, he fell onto a stick outside. He cried a bit, then acted like all was well. That night, as I was putting him down for bed, I found a spongy spot on his head. !! I was talking to a friend on the phone at the time, and I'll admit to you, panic just about set in. I shot off a desperate email to The Ram and awaited his call. He did call...and continued to call through the night, as we kept vigil over T.T. The next day, we went down to The GrandRams and Grandma Ram went to the E.R. with me. After we were *finally* able to get the X-ray done of T.T.'s head, the doc saw that the skull was fractured. So, T.T. has a cracked head, in exactly the same place *I* cracked *my* head when I was exactly the same age as T.T. is now! (The "fractures of the mother, visited on the son," or something ;-) The doctor told me to not let the Boy hit his head on that spot again for 6 weeks. This is quite a challenge, as T.T. is a lil busy guy. It's getting easier, though...that first week, his balance was terrible and he kept falling all over himself. He's much more sure on his feet now, thank You, God.
Well, I have a lot more to write, but life at The Fold calls. T.T. is toddling around w/ strawberry jelly on his face and I know it will end up other places if I don't act now. Y'all keep your wool dry!
The Ewe
Quote of the Day: "OOOOOoh! He's *maditated!*" Musical, as T.T. carried out a protest at having to sit at the dinner table. We had earlier discussed the word "agitated." :-)
Well, I'll tell you...the calendar says "Spring" but the thermometer says "Summer" here at The Fold. Those of you who know me well, know that Summer is my least favorite season. Something about staying sweaty for months just doesn't appeal. On the other hand, I must admit the produce during the Summer is wonderful! We had the sweetest cantaloupe (our favorite fruit!) a couple days ago, and I thought that might be our reward for surviving the heat. :-) Thank you, Lord, for Summer!
I guess the biggest news around here is the state of Tater Tot's noggin. Nearly 2 weeks ago now, he fell onto a stick outside. He cried a bit, then acted like all was well. That night, as I was putting him down for bed, I found a spongy spot on his head. !! I was talking to a friend on the phone at the time, and I'll admit to you, panic just about set in. I shot off a desperate email to The Ram and awaited his call. He did call...and continued to call through the night, as we kept vigil over T.T. The next day, we went down to The GrandRams and Grandma Ram went to the E.R. with me. After we were *finally* able to get the X-ray done of T.T.'s head, the doc saw that the skull was fractured. So, T.T. has a cracked head, in exactly the same place *I* cracked *my* head when I was exactly the same age as T.T. is now! (The "fractures of the mother, visited on the son," or something ;-) The doctor told me to not let the Boy hit his head on that spot again for 6 weeks. This is quite a challenge, as T.T. is a lil busy guy. It's getting easier, though...that first week, his balance was terrible and he kept falling all over himself. He's much more sure on his feet now, thank You, God.
Well, I have a lot more to write, but life at The Fold calls. T.T. is toddling around w/ strawberry jelly on his face and I know it will end up other places if I don't act now. Y'all keep your wool dry!
The Ewe
Quote of the Day: "OOOOOoh! He's *maditated!*" Musical, as T.T. carried out a protest at having to sit at the dinner table. We had earlier discussed the word "agitated." :-)
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