Category: Scripture

In Which Your Humble Blogger remembers my own evil ways, and my doings that [were] not good, and lothes myself in my own sight for my iniquities and for my abominations, but not in a bad way.

In Which Your Humble Blogger asks some questions of a fellow who isn’t even a Gentle Reader and will never see them. I don’t think he is, anyway. It would be pretty darned surprising, I tell you what.

This week’s Haftorah is 1 Kings 7:40-50 And Hiram made the lavers, and the shovels, and the basons. So Hiram made an end of doing all the work that he made king Solomon for the house of the LORD: The…

In Which Your Humble Blogger falls on his face and cries “Adonai is the Lord! Help me up, somebody!”

In Which Your Humble Blogger skips some of the forms and the fashions and the goings out and the comings in and the forms and the ordinances and the laws. Is that OK?

In Which the LORD gives Solomon wisdom, as he promised him; Your Humble Blogger received no such promise and thus has no complaint.

In Which Your Humble Blogger’s dead body shall be for meat unto the fowls of the heaven, and to the beasts of the earth, already.

In Which Your Humble Blogger gets up on his tiptoes.

In Which Your Humble Blogger discovers sympathy for the vanquished captain of the enemy multitudes.

In Which Your Humble Blogger is in rest and at east, and none shall make me afraid.