“700″ or “That-a-boy, Pat”
August 23, 2005 at 3:30 pm
Great… Just great. Pat Robertson’s on TV talking about our need to assassinate Venezuela’s president. What an idiot.
On Monday, Robertson said on the Christian Broadcast Network’s "The
700 Club": "We have the ability to take him out, and I think the time
has come that we exercise that ability.""We don’t need another
$200 billion war to get rid of one, you know, strong-arm dictator," he
continued. "It’s a whole lot easier to have some of the covert
operatives do the job and then get it over with."
Their VP even went so far to say that "religious fundamentalism is one of the great problems facing humanity in these times" and that Robertson’s remarks were "very Christian."
I’d say he’s right on, given the filter he’s viewing this through. Why wouldn’t he think Christians are kooks when Robertson is apparently our spokesperson?
“In Christ Alone” or “Newsboys lyrics”
August 23, 2005 at 2:45 pm
Is this an old hymn or something? Sure reads like one…
"In Christ Alone"
Newsboys, Adoration: The Worship Album
In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand
In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
‘Till on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost it’s grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Brought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life’s first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
‘Till He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand