Wisdom inhabits the faithful. Just not this week.
Flights. I’ve been reflecting on some of my favorite stories in the Bible. Particularly the stories relating to the birth of our Lord. I love the part where the three kings presented gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh to the baby. Let us recount from scripture in Matthew 2: “. . . and when they had opened their treasures, they presented unto him gifts; gold, and frankincense and myrrh. And being warned of God in a dream that they should not return to Herod, they departed into their own country another way. And when they were departed, behold, the angel of the Lord appeareth to Joseph in a dream, saying, Arise, and take the young child and his mother, and flee into Egypt . . .” This Egypt trip is often referred to as the “flight to Egypt.” I was so blessed to hear Brother Trump teaching Sunday School and informing us that this flight took place on an El Al 737. Glory!
Floods. Our nation’s capital is suffering through a deluge of rain which rivals the beginning of Noah’s boat trip. Cars stranded and streets flooded. Because so many in the Lord’s ministry are quick to offer a divine answer to catastrophes, I’d like to offer one as well. I am sick and tired of the sodomites being blamed for natural disasters. Why should they have that much power? No, I believe that the Lord is punishing the District of Columbia for grievous sins committed in the House of White. I daresay that Brother Trump will soon have the opportunity to walk waist high in water just to cross from one land to another. And THAT, Brothers and Sisters, is how the Lord moves in mysterious ways. Praise!
Flesh. Finally, the interwebs are aflutter with condemnation and chatter over a recent casting announcement for Disney’s live-action THE LITTLE MERMAID. Even though I often question the Disney Company’s morality, they do produce some lovely films for the children including the animated version of said Mermaid saga. Now, in remaking this epic with real actors, a young black woman is set to play the mermaid, Ariel. I will admit that this is a diversion from the pale, red-headed girl in the cartoon, but why the fuss? Mermaids aren’t real, so why should it matter their flesh tone? And more importantly, if you are having concern over the ethnicity of a fabled Disney princess, I want to be a fly on the wall when you finally meet the real Jesus. Hallelujah!