Twelve apostles, one retreat, zero chill. Peter sells “Rock Solid Coaching,” Paul runs a podcast, Magdalene gets shadowbanned, and Thomas trolls the comments. The gospel just went full influencer.
Hey, take it easy on the boys. I can't imagine that folks who lived like this creating worthiness contests among one another - male or female. Not the original 12 men we know more about because of how other men later co-opted the truth or the women who worked side-by-side with them: "They devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and to fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. Everyone was filled with awe at the many wonders and signs performed by the apostles. All the believers were together and had everything in common. They sold property and possessions to give to anyone who had need. Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved." Acts 2:42-47. "They," "everyone," "all," and the big kahuna, "together." No gender distinction there.
Is it tragic that we've lost the work and wisdom of the women? Of course it is. But I cringe just a little (even though it IS funny - how you say it) when I read it. Was Peter an a$% to begin with? Sure. Was Paul way too full of himself . . . well, always? Of course. But neither one of them wrote the women out of the story. That came much later.
The apostles didn't do the damage. That's why we have so little of what believers thought and said and lived between the death of the last of them and . . . well, Constantine. It was a little window of time when spreading the gospel was all about kingdom.
There's a pretty cool comic "Second Coming" which has the usual "Superman" vs. Jesus kind of thing, only Jesus is sharing a two-bedroom apartment with the superhero who solves everything physically (he doesn't have a real "secret identity," so that's pretty much all he knows how to deal with things). Poor Jesus was a bit dismayed at what had been done to the message ("Is this [a copy of the New Testament he got in jail {locked up temporarily for creating a public disturbance and for his own good, since he was obviously a nut}] all there is?? Thousands of people heard me speak! I should've hired a biographer..."), especially once Constantine got converted: "My teachings were all about overcoming suffering and death...whereas, empires were, you know, more about /causing/ it. It's a schizophrenia the christian religion never really recovered from."
I am the only person in the world who had to look up the word “algorithm” because i didn’t know what it meant. Maybe itz because i got the only grades I ever got below A’s & B’s were a C in Algebra & a trip to the principals offices with my parents wanting to know why I was doing so poorly in math & a D in Physics in college. And worked as a disc jockey & flight attendant where “algorithm” was never used. All I know is it was the last word & made me laugh already harder than I already was. Lots of oxygen to the brain & lightness in my being. I will sleep well tonite. And probably have a nitemare about algorithms
Beth Ann, you’re not alone. Half the world treats “algorithm” like it’s a sacred code on stone tablets when really it’s just math in a Halloween mask. You skipped algebra, lived through physics, flew planes, spun records, and still the algorithm hunted you down. That’s comedy. That’s cosmic. If you dream of algorithms tonight, may they be kind ones—serving coffee, spinning your favorite track, and never once trying to sell you diet pills.
I can not drink liquids while reading your parodies. Too dangerous. Too many priceless lines.....
Loved the music :)
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Hey, take it easy on the boys. I can't imagine that folks who lived like this creating worthiness contests among one another - male or female. Not the original 12 men we know more about because of how other men later co-opted the truth or the women who worked side-by-side with them: "They devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and to fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. Everyone was filled with awe at the many wonders and signs performed by the apostles. All the believers were together and had everything in common. They sold property and possessions to give to anyone who had need. Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved." Acts 2:42-47. "They," "everyone," "all," and the big kahuna, "together." No gender distinction there.
Is it tragic that we've lost the work and wisdom of the women? Of course it is. But I cringe just a little (even though it IS funny - how you say it) when I read it. Was Peter an a$% to begin with? Sure. Was Paul way too full of himself . . . well, always? Of course. But neither one of them wrote the women out of the story. That came much later.
The apostles didn't do the damage. That's why we have so little of what believers thought and said and lived between the death of the last of them and . . . well, Constantine. It was a little window of time when spreading the gospel was all about kingdom.
There's a pretty cool comic "Second Coming" which has the usual "Superman" vs. Jesus kind of thing, only Jesus is sharing a two-bedroom apartment with the superhero who solves everything physically (he doesn't have a real "secret identity," so that's pretty much all he knows how to deal with things). Poor Jesus was a bit dismayed at what had been done to the message ("Is this [a copy of the New Testament he got in jail {locked up temporarily for creating a public disturbance and for his own good, since he was obviously a nut}] all there is?? Thousands of people heard me speak! I should've hired a biographer..."), especially once Constantine got converted: "My teachings were all about overcoming suffering and death...whereas, empires were, you know, more about /causing/ it. It's a schizophrenia the christian religion never really recovered from."
I am the only person in the world who had to look up the word “algorithm” because i didn’t know what it meant. Maybe itz because i got the only grades I ever got below A’s & B’s were a C in Algebra & a trip to the principals offices with my parents wanting to know why I was doing so poorly in math & a D in Physics in college. And worked as a disc jockey & flight attendant where “algorithm” was never used. All I know is it was the last word & made me laugh already harder than I already was. Lots of oxygen to the brain & lightness in my being. I will sleep well tonite. And probably have a nitemare about algorithms
Beth Ann, you’re not alone. Half the world treats “algorithm” like it’s a sacred code on stone tablets when really it’s just math in a Halloween mask. You skipped algebra, lived through physics, flew planes, spun records, and still the algorithm hunted you down. That’s comedy. That’s cosmic. If you dream of algorithms tonight, may they be kind ones—serving coffee, spinning your favorite track, and never once trying to sell you diet pills.
😆😅😂🤣😝