I’d suggest that the Bible’s very first sentence—the one that begins with the word Genesis—should prompt a big but in our thinking: But what about God?

            The text begins: In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. Okay, but who created God? Who is he? Where did he come from? The manner in which the book begins assumes God’s presence in this setting. God is introduced as if the reader already knows him, and in a way that suggests he existed before the beginnings of everything we can register with our senses—those things we can see, hear, smell, taste and touch.

In our legal system there is an objection that is voiced, “Assumes facts not in evidence.” When a lawyer states that objection he is arguing that the opposing counsel has misled the judge or jury by allowing them to believe something had been established earlier that was not, in fact, specifically testified to—in other words, there is no evidence in the record to support what you’ve just said. In reading the Bible’s first words, this presents one of the larger obstacles for some folks—there doesn’t appear to be any facts in evidence as to the origin of God.

The Bible, throughout, speaks of God as being eternal, having been from everlasting, and having acted before time began. The Psalms record that Moses prayed: Before the mountains were born or you brought forth the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God. The Psalmist later attests—with a big but no less—that man’s days are numbered, but from everlasting to everlasting the Lord’s love is with those who fear him. Everlasting—implied in that word is that God always was, and that he is, and that he will always be.

Back to the courtroom—when the objection “Assumes facts not in evidence” is raised, the judge might instruct a lawyer to substantiate the basis for his statement. Genesis unfolds like that. Offering no initial explanation for the existence of God, the writer proceeds immediately to creation’s beginnings—as if creation itself will testify that God, or some manner of intelligent being, was in place already. As the writer of the book of Romans concluded: Since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made. All of the systems and order that can be apprehended by our senses—seen, heard, smelled, tasted and touched—testify clearly that this was no accident. These things came into being by design, with intent and purpose. The Genesis account invites us to stay tuned as this story unfolds.

Are you up for a challenge? It’s NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) time again. The deal is 50K words in 30 days. You can do it. You’ve always wanted to write a novel, so why not now? If you’re interested, check the NaNo website.

Seriously, I learned about NaNoWriMo back in 2007 and I joined the challenge. I ‘won’, which means that I wrote and uploaded my novel of slightly over 50K words. For my ‘win’ I got to display a nifty little badge on my blog that said I did it. But I got more than that. Along the way I met a couple other local wannabe writers, I connected with a few people with interests in my areas of wannabe writing, and I did manage to accomplish a lot of B.I.C. and W.O.P. time (butt in chair and words on page), two disciplines a wannabe writer like me is in need of developing.

I’ve decided to join the challenge this year. Sort of. I’ve got an unfinished manuscript that has been calling me from the archives for a couple of years now. It’s time to complete the story. The way I see it, it’s somewhere in the neighborhood of 50K words from being complete. The funny part is, the portion of the story that is written has been gathering quite a following–over 15,000 iTunes subscribers so far. They’re waiting for the rest of the story. NaNoWriMo 2011 just might be the catalyst to drive it to completion. That’s not an official NaNo challenge. NaNo wants you to complete an entirely new work, not finish an existing one. So my NaNo adventure will be unofficial. Oh well. Works for me.

So I invite you to follow along. I’ll post my progress reports here, and on my NaNoWriMo page for those of you who are in the game. I’ll also post some progress reports on my Authonomy page, if you happen to be in that neighborhood.

Countdown is on. B.I.C & W.O.P.: Chronicles of War should be complete come midnight on November 30th.

Big But on Love

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The manuscript of Big Buts of the Bible: Gospel of Matthew is finished. Here’s another excerpt, this from chapter 5:

You have heard it said, ‘love your neighbor and hate your enemy’. But I tell you love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you…  That’s a hard teaching. I’ve had more than a few conversations with struggling married couples over the years where one or the other spouse tells me they aren’t feeling love anymore. I use this text to demonstrate love isn’t a feeling.

We’ve come to think of love as something we’re passive to—it comes upon us. We fall in love—sort of like falling in a ditch. Just happened. We talk about feeling butterflies in our stomach. That’s not love. That’s gas! It’ll pass—pun intended. But Jesus makes it clear, love is an action. You don’t get warm-fuzzies where an enemy is concerned. It has to be a decision.

The rest of the statement that Jesus gave tells us of the importance of this matter: …that you may be sons of your Father in heaven. People who knew my father tell me that they see and hear a lot of him in me. I suppose I did pick up a few of his features. I know that I picked up a bit of his temperament and some of his humor and vocabulary. Every now and again a phrase will come out of my mouth directed at my kidsa “Because I said so!”—and it is like déjà vu, I remember my dad saying that. Jesus’ point is that when we take up this manner of love, it is a dead give-away as to who our Father is. It so resembles Him that others will recognize it. God loves His enemies and cares for them. He causes His light to shine and rains provision on them. This manner of love is so very different from the norm. It stands apart.

The following is an excerpt from Ghost Dance.

Goyahkla arrived from the southwest. Little was known of the Apache warrior. His legend here—the man who would come to be known as the worst Indian ever to have lived to white settlers—was still in its infancy. It was full-grown, however, in Mexico. Just a few years earlier his mother, his wife and children were slaughtered by Mexican soldiers. He had undertaken a very personal campaign of revenge. He attacked with such ferocity that his victims were heard crying out to Saint Jerome to spare their lives, “Jeronimo!” That plea so frequently associated with him, he became known as Geronimo.

He was a thick man, perhaps only 5 foot 7 inches tall. He looked other men in the eye, but he never smiled. His face appeared frozen in a menacing scowl. Accompanying him was a very small band of warriors, a rag-tag group that looked to have included boys in their teens. For much of the gathering he remained silent. He was quite a contrast from the other Apache warrior in attendance, the man the whites knew as Cochise.

Kuuchish was some twenty years older than Goyahkla but it wasn’t evident in his appearance. He stood closer to 6 foot tall and carried an absolutely chiseled frame. His raven black hair ran the length of his torso. He spoke often, and he spoke forcefully. He was very animated. Wild waving of his arms and terse facial expressions emphatically punctuated his phrases. He was furious with whites for their many lies—lies that had, in successive years, led to the hanging of his brother and the murder of his father-in-law, the respected Chief Mangas Coloradas.

He spoke in unadulterated vitriol. “When I was young I walked this country end to end. The Apache lived in peace. After many winters I walked again. I found a new people who speak many words but who speak out of both sides of their mouths. Their lies led to the death of many Apache. They have taken much from me. I will not sleep until I will make their losses greater than mine. I will bring the grave up to meet their lies! I will bring the sky down upon their heads!”

 

Ghost Dance – a HISTORICAL NATIVE AMERICAN / RELIGIOUS THRILLER (Spring/Summer 2012)

Starting back in April, I’ve been offering ONLINE OFFICE HOURS between 1 and 2:30pm EST on Friday afternoons. Because we spend so much of our time online these days, I’m hoping an online office will allow people to drop in on my while they’re in the course of their daily routine. We’ll be able to chat in a chat-room style dialogue or you’ll be able to reach me through more private channels–GoogleTalk, Skype or Facebook Chat.

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