O LORD, how long shall I cry for help, and thou wilt not hear? Or cry to thee “Violence!” and thou wilt not save? Why dost thou make me see wrongs and look upon trouble? Destruction and violence are before me; strife and contention arise. So the law is slacked and justice never goes forth. For the wicked surround the righteous, so justice goes forth perverted. (Hab. 1:2-4)
In the dramatic climax of the highly publicized trial surrounding the alleged murder of her husband, defendant Kelly Bidwell took the stand Monday morning and stunned the judge, district attorney, and jury by simply telling the court they have no right to judge her for her actions.
As the prosecuting attorney paced back and forth in front of the witness stand during cross examination, Bidwell remained stone-faced. “As established during eyewitness testimony, your neighbors heard you scream out that you were going to kill your husband. Later on, they placed you at the scene dragging his body out to the dumpster,” the attorney said pointedly, raising one eyebrow. “Is that true?”
“In the words of Jesus,” Bidwell said calmly, “‘Judge not.’” The courtroom erupted in shock due to Bidwell’s unexpected yet clever response, and it took Judge Martinez several minutes to restore order. “Ms. Bidwell, would you please repeat your answer for the record?” the judge said as those gathered finally restored.
“Yes, of course. I said, ‘Judge not.’ None of you hypocrites have the right to judge me for my actions on the night in question. Only God can judge me.” Knowing the trial was all but over, the district attorney indicated he had no further questions, and slumped back down in his seat. The jury reached a unanimous decision of “not guilty” on all charges in less than ten minutes.
They hope it works that well with God. They think it should…
Because let’s face it, if you can’t stand up for a cause, what good are you? Via Chris Tilling.
Here’s what they think of Trump in a neighborhood in Georgia where Steve Inskeep of NPR is hanging out for the debate.
I concur, dumpster sign wit.
By the by- you should follow Inskeep on Instagram. He’s a hoot.
Local homeless man Buzz reported Monday his great sorrow leading to repentance over the size of his makeshift home fashioned out of cardboard boxes, after he found a discarded copy of David Platt’s bestselling book Radical in a nearby gutter and devoured it in an afternoon.
“I can’t believe I fell so hard for the so-called American dream,” Buzz was overheard telling an acquaintance as they loitered near a Jack In The Box restaurant. “I was comfortable just being an ordinary guy who believed in Jesus, while the rest of the world really suffered for Christ.”
Bahahaha. Such authors as David Platt who compose the fraudulent books poor old Buzz read live like kings with adoring sycophants surrounding them and their interest in the poor is for profit only.
In the game you can help Martin Luther nailing his ninty-five theses to the door of the All Saints’ Church in Wittenberg. Each thesis is a level – but you have to be fast, because it’s getting harder each level. Some nails are helpful, some are not. Try to gather as much points as possible by hitting the most valuable nails!
In ninty-five levels you can discover the ninty-five thesis of Martin Luther, that changed the world in October 1517. They were the beginning of the reformation. They advance Luther’s positions against what he saw as abusive practices by preachers selling plenary indulgences, which were certificates which would reduce the temporal punishment for sins committed by the purchaser or their loved ones in purgatory.
By finishing a level you can read the next thesis. It starts with easy nails, but soon it gets harder and new nails are added: nails, that need more hits, nails with higher points, moving nails, that are harder to hit, nails that create fog or rain, and many more. How far will you make it?
If you are registered in game center, your score will be listed, so that you can compete with other players.
Glory. Now where’s the Zwingli game????