While political pundits fight their wars, blogging goes on elsewhere.

From Today at the Mission:

As I was about to leave a man stopped me and asked if he could talk. He’s a regular at our meal program, a gentle-hearted, soft-spoken guy. It turns out he was the victim of the first man’s assault. He sees his assailant every night at the meal program and is terrified and at the same time very, very angry. He doesn’t know what to do with either emotion - both are far more powerful than he can cope with. He showed me the scars the assault left. There’s obviously far deeper scars than the ones I could see and they’re still fresh and raw.

I asked the man - the victim - to come by tomorrow and see me. We’ll have a coffee and talk. The first thing I need to know is if this guy has had any counselling for Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, because he appears to be suffering through the effects of a serious trauma and has no idea how to find a way out of his pain. I have no idea how to guide him out of it, either - it’s strictly a job for a professional. Though I don’t anticipate an altercation, I also have no clue how to work through having these two guys in the dining room each night. I don’t even know where to begin.

This is just way beyond me.

Via Jordon Cooper

Robert Webber: Many of you know that I was diagnosed with advanced stage IV pancreatic cancer on August 25th, 2006. Many of you have been praying earnestly for my healing and sending me e-mails to encourage and support me. I have been overwhelmed by the numbers of people who have upheld me in prayer and I want to update you on my condition and say a special word of “Thanks.”
…So, here is how Joanne and I solved our dilemma. We live and pray one day at a time. We pray each day and say, “Thank you God for the healing you gave me today. Please heal me tomorrow.” It has occurred to both of us that if we were truly spiritually sensitive, we would have prayed that way all of our lives but it took the threat of imminent death to bring us to this point.

Real Live Preacher

Combine the lowest forms of laugh-track laden, trite and simplistic television programming with the outrageous antics and insanity of television Christianity. Mix in a million billion dollars of advertising and marketing power, and you’re beginning to understand what FoxFaith is all about.

The most expensive cheese in all of history.

Hallelujah, let the revival begin. Lord have mercy, it’s only a matter of time before this heathen nation falls at the feet of Jesus and begs for his tender mercy, born at the cross and delivered to you via the family-friendly folks at Fox.

Can I get a witness?

So today I got another promo package, this time for an upcoming movie called, “The Last Sin Eater.” No, seriously.