Riddleblog and Blessed Hope Updates:
The schedule for Riddleblog posts and Blessed Hope podcasts will be a bit irregular between now and year’s end. I am taking some time off to enjoy the grand kids
Lord willing, in the new year look for an upcoming Riddleblog exposition of the Book of James, as well as a Blessed Hope Podcast season five series on the Book of Romans coming in the Spring of 2026 (upon completion of 2 Corinthians)
Thinking Out Loud:
The best thing about a made-up holiday like Festivus, is that it has pushed another made-up and much more farcical holiday (Kwanzaa) off the public radar
For a host of reasons, I am all in favor of a social media block for kids under sixteen (as Australia has done and the UK is considering). I am also sorta in favor of a social media block for everyone over sixteen
In light of the Reiner tragedy, why do so many podcasters, celebrities, and politicians (many of whom did not know the family personally or anything about their circumstances) feel compelled to pontificate about the Reiner family’s trials and troubles? These folks are playing the role of Job’s counselors—they are nothing but gawkers and click seekers hoping to explain or take advantage of someone else’s tragedy. The only true comfort Job received from his three friends (Eliphaz, Bildad, and Zophar—Job 2:11-13) was when they sat with him as he mourned and kept their yaps shut. There’s a lesson there
There’s a new Democrat candidate running for governor of California—gazillionaire environmentalist, Tom Steyer. Trying to sound like a tough guy, his initial campaign ad begins with Steyer taking the Lord’s name in vain. Not a peep so far from Christians who should be thoroughly offended by such a willful violation of the 3rd commandment
I have a confession to make—I watch Curse of Oak Island on the History Channel. Whew, glad to get that off my chest. The archaeological stuff and the scientific metallurgy for dating old objects and determining their composition is fascinating to me. Nor was Columbus the first European to arrive in the Americas—the Norse beat him by 500 years. But the Templar stuff and the “curse” nonsense is laughable. No wonder there is a “could it be?” drinking game
Two of my grandsons are now old enough for plastic army men as a Christmas gift! My yard is full of petrified decaying plastic relics of the grenade thrower, the mine sweeper, and the machine gunner from my youth and that of both of my sons. Now my sons and grandson’s yard will be a home to lost army men well. Next year will probably be the first electric train
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