Of Bald Men and Bears

After the cynical part of me was done laughing I felt extremely sorry for the quartet and that pastor... The most liberating truth in the world, I think, is that God is the one who redeems us and that it is not our work or will that saves us. What do you do with your own Romans 7 (the things I want to do, I don't do) experiences if you feel it's your responsibility to save yourself? Granted, I doubt they would say they save themselves, but isn't that the natural conclusion of their logic? Maybe I'm a pessimist, but I have very little confidence in human nature. I love the words in the Heidelberg Catechism:

Question 1. What is thy only comfort in life and death?

Answer: That I with body and soul, both in life and death, am not my own, but belong unto my faithful Saviour Jesus Christ; who, with his precious blood, has fully satisfied for all my sins, and delivered me from all the power of the devil; and so preserves me that without the will of my heavenly Father, not a hair can fall from my head; yea, that all things must be subservient to my salvation, and therefore, by his Holy Spirit, He also assures me of eternal life, and makes me sincerely willing and ready, henceforth, to live unto him.

I concur with Jacob; our mutual friend Nathaniel, who watched this over my shoulder, concurs that that was indeed "awesomely, awesomely bad."

Just for the record, I (Jacob Gerber, co-administrator for this site) have contributed nothing to this particular post. Andrew put it up, and the above comment is a different Jake. Sometimes these things can be confusing.

As for the video itself, I'm having trouble deciding where I would start to comment. I think that it speaks for itself.

I choose to say no. No to bad blazers.

I also should mention that about 10 seconds into that song I said to myself: "My gosh. He's homeschooled. And I bet he goes to Pensacola." And I was so right.

The Bound Will Song

I'll never force you, for I love you so
Though willingly straight to hell you'll go
Despite your pride and all your pomp and show
I'll make a yes of your stubborn 'No.'

I own the cattle on a thousand hills
Though their blood's not enough to pay your bills
Though you love evil and chase your own ill
I'll show my love, and overcome your will

So bad it's gone past good and back to bad again. :)