Monthly Archives: July 2006

Andrea Yates Not Guilty

A jury found Andrea Yates not guilty by reason of insanity for drowning her five children in June 2001. This was her second trial for the crime–the guilty verdict of the first was overturned because it was based on a false testimony.

Rusty Yates, father of the five children she killed, said that the jury came to the right decision.

“The jury looked past what happened and looked at why it happened,” Rusty Yates told reporters outside the courthouse. “Prosecutors had the truth of the first day and stopped there. Yes, she was psychotic. That’s the whole truth.”

Andrea Yates will be committed to a mental institution and will periodically appear before a judge to determine if she should be released.

Read the full story here.

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Slang Bible a hit in Australia

The Christian Science Monitor reports:

‘Strine’ slang Bible a hit in secular Australia

By Nick Squires

SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA

“Out of the blue God knocked up the whole bang lot…. God said ‘let’s have some light’ and bingo – light appeared.”

So opens the new second volume in the popular “Aussie Bible” series. The initial installment of the Good News told in Australian slang has sold more than 100,000 copies since 2003 – this in a country where sales of 18,000 or more qualify a book as a bestseller.

The 90-page phenomenon was promoted as a “ripping yarn about Jesus of Nazareth” in which Mary was “a pretty special sheila,” Jesus was “God’s toddler,” and the Three Wise Men were “eggheads from out east.”

Not everyone is happy with the sometimes irreverent, always entertaining, rendering of the Gospel into the vernacular known as Strine, supposedly the sound Aussies make when they say “Australian.” The Bible Society of New South Wales, which publishes the series, has received about 30 letters of complaint, including some hate mail.

Undeterred, devout Christian and author Kel Richards released his second volume called “More Aussie Bible” at a sausage sizzle (barbecue) outside a Sydney cathedral this month. For Mr. Richards and his publisher, the two vernacular volumes are an attempt at swelling the ranks of the faithful in a country where only 9 percent of people attend church regularly.

“I think the appeal is that it brings back the force of the original language in which the Bible was written,” says Daniel Willis, chief executive officer of the Bible Society. “Plus, it’s an easy read; you don’t need a tertiary education to understand it.”

In “More Aussie Bible,” Psalm 23 is reconfigured as “a bush ballad” that begins: “God is the station [ranch] owner, and I am just one of the sheep. He musters me down to the lucerne flats, and feeds me there all week.”

It also retells the story of Joseph, of Technicolor Dreamcoat fame, whose jealous brothers sold him into slavery and told their father he had been killed by a wild beast. In Genesis 37:1-36, Joseph’s father Jacob tears his clothes and weeps, but in Richards’s version he cries out: “He’s been killed! Maybe a dingo got my boy!”

When called for comment a spokeswoman for the Catholic Archdiocese of Sydney said they hadn’t received complaints about the Aussie Bible and hadn’t been contacted about it before but would issue further comment later.

Inspiration for the second book came from the large number of people who told Richards the first volume had prompted them to delve into the full-length Bible.

“I’m jaw-droppingly staggered by how well it did,” says Richards, a radio presenter with the Australian Broadcasting Corporation. “It’s astonishing.”

Translating the rather stiff and sometimes obtuse language of the King James Bible, with all its thees, thous, and verilys, into language familiar to ordinary Australians, made it far more accessible.

“People make the mistake of thinking that Australian English is just slang. It’s much richer than that, and it’s a language of the heart. It’s quirky and funny but it can also convey seriousness and emotion. It connects with people at a deeper level than standard English,” Richards says.

The second volume focuses on the Book of Genesis, Proverbs, the Gospel of John, and John’s first letter, including the story of Adam and Eve.

“There was this sheila who came across a snake-in-the-grass with all the cunning of a con man. The snake asked her why she didn’t just grab lunch off the tree in her garden.

“God, she said, had told her she’d be dead meat if her fruit salad came from that tree, but the snake told her she wouldn’t die. So she took a good squiz [look] and then a bite and passed the fruit on to her bloke.

“Right then and there, they’d realized what they’d done and felt starkers [naked]” – so begins Richards’ account of the temptation in the Garden of Eden.

Critics contend that the Aussie Bible’s success is due more to novelty than any religious attraction.

But the Aussie Bible has proved particularly popular among chaplains working in prisons and hospitals.

“It’s accessible. It’s not a big black book the size of a telephone directory,” Richards says.

Bibles in dialect proliferate

This is not the first time the Bible has been subjected to an unusual adaptation. Kel Richards was inspired to translate parts of the Old and New Testaments into Aussie “lingo” after reading a Cockney rhyming slang version of the Bible, written by a school teacher working in the East End of London. Australia has also given the world a version of the Scriptures translated into the text-message language of mobile-phone users.

“In da Bginnin God cre8d da heavens & da earth,” begins the SMS version, launched last year. “Da earth waz barren, wit no 4m of life; it waz unda a roaring ocean cuvred wit dRkness.”

The SMS version, translated into text by the Bible Society in Australia, is designed to appeal to tech-savvy teenagers. Older people may feel it somewhat lacks the gravitas of the original.

“The old days when the Bible was only available within a somber black cover with a cross on it are long gone,” said Michael Chant of the Bible Society, which also publishes a Surfers’ Bible.

A decade ago, Christian Surfers International released the Grommet’s Guide to God, which spread the Christian message to younger surfers.

It sounds interesting, and I’d certainly love to read it to see what it’s all about.

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Homesick

I miss the South. I miss my family. I miss the way everything is just a little bit slower and everyone’s a little bit nicer. Neal McCoy has a song called “The Last of a Dying Breed.” The intro to the song goes like this:

My name’s Tommy Franks, an’ my Daddy’s name was Ray. Ray was a farm boy, a cowboy an’ a banker. A clerk, a roughneck, a driller, A long-haul driver, a soldier an’ a mechanic. He was also a friend to everybody he ever met. Ray taught me the value of Faith an’ family, The American flag, hard work, honesty an’ a good dog. I hope my Daddy Ray wasn’t the last of a dyin’ breed.

And that describes my grandaddy. You could easily switch Ray to Cedric, and you’d be talking about my grandaddy. 

Some days I wish I could just pick up and drive for a few hours and see everyone. I miss my Grandma’s cooking. And she makes the best sweet tea you’ll find in the South. I miss my brother and my daddy. I miss knowing that my family is just down the road, even if I don’t see them often. I miss my Granny and Papa and Papa’s corny jokes (I ain’t gonna pay a lot for that muffler!). I miss my mama more than anyone.  I never realized how much my family means to me until I moved 1700 miles away from them.

The silly thing is, I was miserable for the last year I lived there. Why do I think it would be any better if I were there now?

Child Custody Protection Act

Feminists for Life has information about the Child Custody Protection Act that is being debated in the Senate today. If passed, this bill “would prohibit taking a minor across state lines for an abortion in order to circumvent state laws requiring parental notification.”

This is a good bill (HT: Dumb Ox News).

However, there are two amendments to the bill that should not be passed! The Feinstein and Boxer Amendments would both help the victimizer!

The Feinstein Amendment would allow a minor girl of any age to be transported across state lines—without parental knowledge—by any “grandparent” or “member of the clergy.” This means that anyone designated as “clergy” would be empowered to take a minor girl out of state for an abortion without informing her parents—even if he is the sex predator who impregnated her.

The Boxer Amendment would add that the bill would not apply at all to any minor who has an abortion as “a result of a pregnancy caused by an act of incest.” So if a girl was being molested by her grandfather, becomes pregnant, and he takes her out of state for an abortion in order to cover up his crime, the sexual abuser could not be prosecuted under the bill.

Both of these amendments would allow a sexual predator to force a minor to get an abortion without telling her parents–and he wouldn’t be able to be prosecuted! How is that okay? How can anyone think that is okay?

I honestly have to wonder how many average Americans know what is going on when our government makes laws. How many people out there know that our Senators are seriously debating amendments like this? It just seems to me that if more people knew, more people would be outraged! I can’t imagine that even the pro-choice folks out there would be okay with amending a bill like this. They may not support the bill as a whole, but who in their right mind would think it is okay to make a law that protects sexual predators?

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Mary Katherine Ham is my hero

MKH has a post up called “Events for Which I Should Always be Considered Date Material.”

The National Richard Petty Appreciation ReceptionThe Eastern North Carolina Barbecue Banquet

The Annual Association of Unmarried Rodeo Cowboys Dinner

And, the National Quarterback Club Awards Dinner!

Yowza, nice ticket, Bluey. Color me jealous, though I probably would have had my arm around one of those Manning boys. Hee hee.

All I can say is….yeah, baby! Especially for the Eastern North Carolina Barbecue Banquet. How I miss barbecue!*

*Real barbecue. Pulled pork in vinegar and spices. Not any of that tomato based stuff!

Mass email I sent today

Dear Friends and Family,

I want to thank those of you who have been praying for me. I’ve most definitely needed it over the past several weeks. Thanks to a new medication I am taking, I’ve recently experienced the worst bout of depression I’ve ever gone through. There were other factors, but the medication was the leading cause. As a result of that depression, I isolated myself. It was easier to be alone than to pretend to be okay with the rest of the world. I didn’t want to be around anyone or talk to anyone. As a result of my isolation, I became angry and bitter. I was angry at my friends because I thought they should have realized I wasn’t okay and tried to help me. I was angry at myself for isolating myself. I was angry at the world because I was in pain. And now I’ve realized how selfish depression is. For a few weeks, all of the thoughts that filled my head were “I” and “me.” I didn’t even want to pray for those who I knew needed it. I ended up so far away from God–but not because He moved. I had isolated myself even from my Lord and Savior.

Fortunately, God’s love is unconditional. And even when I screw up, He’s there to catch me. He sent someone to me who was able to pray for exactly what I needed and I was able to see just how far I had gotten from God. Today I can smile and mean it. Today I can praise God from my heart. Today, I am one step closer to being the woman God wants me to be.

Now, I’ve told you all of that to apologize to those of  you who I have pushed away. I ask that you forgive me for the way I’ve acted over the last several weeks. For the phone calls I haven’t returned. For the attitude I’ve had. For the ugly thoughts I’ve had towards some of you. Please forgive me.

And to those of you who still prayed for me in spite of all of that, thank you. You are a blessing to me.
 

Joyfully His,

Mandi

The quest for a church–part 1

I have now visited Calvary Community Baptist Church twice. I have to say, I’m not impressed with it. The preaching is great. I haven’t been in Scripture that much in church in a very long time. But I’ve sat alone on a pew for two Sundays in a row and not a single person came up to me to welcome me to their church. As I was leaving today, the pastor was too busy talking with someone to even look at me when he shook my hand.

The sermon, however, was really good. It was on Acts 3:11-26. This is right after Peter and John have healed the lame man and they are standing on Solomon’s porch. I guess I just never paid attention to this account, but they mention Jesus 10 times in these few verses! This is a very clear presentation of the gospel, and they make it clear that even though the Jewish nation rejected and denied Christ, individually they can still accept him. It was a really good message.

Am I being too harsh since I don’t want to go back based on the fact that not a single person welcomed me into their church?

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Table for One

While reading Camerin Courtney’s book Table for One: The Savvy Girl’s Guide to Singleness, I was startled to read a few sentences that perfectly describe me.

It’s easy to kind of coast through life, subconsciously waiting for a husband to come along, thinking the marriage will not only launch our life together, but our own life, period. But this leads to a semiexistence void of dreams, plans, and true joy–not honoring God by exploring our talents and abilities, not taking ownership for our own life, not really living.

When I read that it was like a slap in the face because that’s my life. I semi-exist in this world. I’ve lost all of my dreams and ambition. I’ve pushed a lot of my friends away and I don’t know how to begin to mend them. I don’t know how to find out who I am. I don’t know how to live. I want to honor God with my life. I want to discover the gifts and talents that He gave me and use them. But I don’t know how.

What I do know is that I am finally allowing God to work in my life again. For a long time I’ve shut Him out. But no longer. And if I just let Him continue, I’ll get to where He wants me to be.

I would appreciate your prayers.

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More on the veto

It’s amazing what some folks are saying about this veto. Many are comparing this to the war in Iraq. Some are asking how the President can allow the deaths of men, women, and children in Iraq, as well as the deaths of adult American citizens in Iraq, yet he won’t allow embryos to be used that would be discarded anyway. They call him a hypocrite.

These folks have missed the boat.

Nowhere has President Bush banned human embryonic stem cell research. There is no ban. There has never been a ban. President Bush has simply refused to allow our tax dollars to pay for this research. Research that has not been shown viable in the first place.

MKH pointed to a post by Captain Ed that explains:

Undoubtedly, we will hear plenty from critics that Bush has endangered the health of Americans through his veto, a conclusion bordering on the absurd. Putting aside the fact that we shouldn’t grind up humans to save other humans, this veto doesn’t ban any kind of research at all. It just makes human embryonic stem-cell (hESC) research ineligible for federal funding. It’s not a ban, and in fact that research has never been banned within the US.

The lack of federal funding should make little difference, if the science is sound for hESC. It’s not, or at least it isn’t commercially viable, which is why researchers want the federal government to pay for it. Pharmaceuticals won’t underwrite it because adult stem cells and umbilical-cord stem cells have had much more success. They have produced actual medical treatments, where hESCs have had little real success. California planned on spending $2 billion on ESC, and we have yet to hear of any breakthroughs from that research.

I also want to share with you Captain Ed’s scientific reason for believe that human life begins at conception:

I believe that life begins within minutes of conception, and that belief is based on science, not faith, although they intersect. Eggs and sperm carry 23 chromosomes, half of the genetic blueprint for human life. Even if other primates have the same chromosome count, the DNA encoding on human eggs and sperm is uniquely human. When the sperm fertilizes the egg, the separate DNA strands combine into 23 pairs of chromosomes and a unique blueprint for a unique human being. Once the cell divides on its own — usually within a half-hour — that being is alive, unique, and separate from, though dependent on, its mother.

Some have argued this point for decades. Phil Donahue, years ago, once said on television that a human being in the womb passes through stages where it becomes a fish, then a dog, and so on; this argument arises amongst the ignorant often. Science teaches us that this is folk-tale nonsense. Vertebrates in the womb all pass through similar stages of development, but we are encoded at conception as human, and human we remain from the moment of conception until our death. Our DNA and genetic composition is a fact, not a belief, and cell division demonstrates life, as any biologist will tell you. Facts. Not beliefs.

It’s silly that this veto is being used to portray Bush as a man who wants to set back research. That isn’t the case at all. If he wanted to do that he would attempt to ban stem-cell research. But again, the research has not been banned. Vetoing this bill did not ban stem-cell research. It simply refused to allow American tax dollars to fund it. And I have to agree with Captain Ed. If this research is so groundbreaking, then why aren’t private sources funding it?

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Terrorists hate baby animals

This is hilarious.

This editorial in the Los Angeles Times begins:

I’M SOFT ON TERRORISM. Which is weird because I don’t even like roller coasters or scary movies or people who enter a room without announcing themselves first. I should be tough on mild alarmism.It’s just that I figure that my worrying time is better spent on things likely to destroy me, such as drivers on cellphones, transfats and getting kissed by President Bush. But my softness firmed up last week. That’s when I realized that terrorism can happen anywhere. A list from the Homeland Security Department that determines hundreds of millions of dollars in anti-terrorism grants showed that Indiana and Wisconsin each have more than twice as many terror targets as California — and that one target is a petting zoo in Alabama.

Read the whole thing. It’s good for a laugh or two.

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