Metal Dad - Hardcore for Life

A Lasting Impression

My dad took me to see Sleeping Beauty when it came out so I guess I must have been about six years old. I remember being fascinated by Maleficent. I thought she looked so cool. But I was seriously freaked out when she turned into the dragon. Had dreams about it for months.

I thought about this when I learned my daughter's class is going to see the upcoming Maleficent. Have to admit that when I saw the trailer for it my curiousity was piqued. I'm not a huge fan of Angelina Jolie but I liked her in The Bone Collector. Will have to see if I can talk #1 Son into going to see it with me.

A Bicycle Built For Two

It's not Daisy, it's Mrs. Metal Dad and The Light of My Life enjoying the great weather this past weekend.

Triplets

The Glimmer Twins and The Light of My Life on their way to the village Memorial Day parade.

My Sleep Was Shattered By Blinding Light...

high and lifted up upon His throne
was the great I AM and me alone
Jehovah's glory was all about
all heaven shook with the angels' shout:
"three times holy is this God of might"

I understand that God is love, a father, friend, etc. But He is also a God of majesty and dreadful holiness. And when the holiness of God illuminates my heart I can only echo what Isaiah said when he saw the Lord in all His holy splendor and majesty.

“Woe is me! For I am lost; for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for my eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts!”

Not Because I Believe In Myself...

but because I believe in God is how I am able to face whatever comes my way.

A God who is triune and transcendent.

A God who is beyond my finite understanding.

A God who is terrible in His holiness yet saves sinners.

A God who loves and provides for His own.

A God who has revealed Himself in His creation, His Inscripturated Word, and in His Living Word.

This post was inspired by the sermon preached by Josh Moody at College Church this past Sunday.

Boundary Dissolving

I recall reading the first three of Carlos Castaneda's books back in the day. I found them fascinating but never really took them seriously even after having some pretty intense experiences with entheogens during my late teens and twenties. Once my uncle was visiting and we were talking about the Castaneda books. He was quite taken with them. He told me a story about something that happened when he was a young boy. In the Mexican part of town where he lived there was an old woman who had the reputation of being a curandera. He said she once related a conversation he'd had with a friend of his. He expressed surprise at her knowledge since there had been no one else around. According to my uncle she asked him if he remembered the black bird sitting on the fence near where they had been talking. When he replied that he did she told him, "That was me."

It's with that same fascination that I read and listen to Terence McKenna even though I do not subscribe to his world view. I  believe in the reality of an external world, one I hold in common with others in my space-time frame. But like Castaneda McKenna makes for some interesting reading.

Sound Advice

It doesn't bother me so much when the government lies. That's to be expected.

"Government means always coercion and compulsion and is by necessity the opposite of liberty."
Mises - Human Action, p. 283; p. 285