Self-professed followers of Jesus the Messiah on Nostr. Protestants, Roman Catholics and Orthodox welcome. (No LDS or JWs)
A Catholic professor gives a talk on 'The Eclipse of Catholic Pelvic Morality.' I wasn't having it. What followed was an uncomfortable confrontation, but I felt it was necessary. Was I wrong to confront him publicly? What do you think?
The affliction that sweeps through your life is not a club driving you out but a broom sweeping you home: His pursuit, not your punishment. He answers the charge that He receives sinners with the lost sheep and the lost coin—lighting the lamp of His Word, laying the sheep on His own shoulders rejoicing, carrying you to the rail. You came in a lost coin and go out treasure in the King’s own hand.
The Lord sends Jeremiah running through Jerusalem to find one righteous man so the city may be pardoned—and finds none. The foe gathers from the north and Jeremiah’s vision unmakes creation itself over a people wise to do evil. The one Just Man is found at last outside the walls, and for His sake the city is spared.
For twelve years she had been unclean — exiled from the assembly, emptied by physicians who took everything and healed nothing. So she comes to steal a cure from the fringe of Jesus' garment, certain God's mercy runs out like everything else has. But His power goes out from Him and nothing is subtracted: she came to take a cure and leaves a daughter. There is always more where that came from.
"For My people have committed two evils: they have forsaken Me, the fountain of living waters, and hewn themselves cisterns — broken cisterns that can hold no water." (Jer. 2:13)
You have what Lazarus had. You have a name, given in the water. You have the promise — eternal life on account of the promise, not on account of your merits. You have Moses and the Prophets and the One they promised, who is here, on this altar, in your mouth and in your body.
Riley and Gillespie sit with Bo Giertz and read his open letter to the churches. Crisis, liberal theology, the resurrection as the center of preaching, and the church's endurance through every age.
You went into that water still carrying the old premise — still asking what resurrection could possibly mean, still uncertain whether the age to come is anything more than this age with the dying removed. And you came out having been given something you did not generate, extra nos, outside yourself, from the One whose Name was spoken over you.
Old-school programming was never obsolete. It was compressed wisdom. Before abstraction became cheap, programmers had to respect the machine: the word, the bit, the carry, the overflow, the exact representation of state. They packed meaning into limited space because every wasted byte, every hidden rounding error, and every vague transition had a cost. Today, that discipline is returning. In a world of bloated stacks, probabilistic systems, and fragile digital empires, the future still belongs to what can be verified, represented exactly, and resurrected under pressure. Packing the word was never just a technique. It was a covenant with the machine. What resurrects survives. #PackingTheWord #OldSchoolProgramming #SystemsProgramming #SoftwareEngineering #DeterministicSystems #FixedPointArithmetic #IntegerOnly #BitPacking #LowLevelProgramming #ComputerScience #Verification #BehaviourVerification #DamageBDD #ECAI #Bitcoin #EngineeringDiscipline #WhatResurrectsSurvives
Your kid bullied another kid. You said, “Tell him you’re sorry.” You taught him penance, not repentance. Penance trusts the child’s willpower. Repentance kills the old child and raises a new one. New blog: how parents and teachers preach the Gospel in real time.
He who scattered at Babel gathers here at Pentecost. He who divided the tongues there of evil, now unites them here for good. The same Spirit. The same fire. At Babel, God came down and scattered. At Pentecost, God came down to gather, and He gathered by preaching. Not by making the nations speak one language. By making the one Gospel spoken in every language. Every tongue heard the same thing: the Spirit gives you the peace Christ bought.
Take heart. He did not say try harder. He did not say believe more. He did not say feel something. He said take heart. Be of good cheer. Because — and this is the only because that holds — “I have overcome the world” (John 16:33). He has done it. It stands done. It will be done tomorrow morning, and the morning after that, and the morning your believing finally collapses entirely. The I that holds you is not yours.
At the edge of the track, theory stops being theory. A race car is not just an engine, a chassis, or a driver. It is a live equation moving through weather, surface grip, thermal load, air density, fuel state, tire degradation, and time. That is where eCAI — Elliptic Curve AI — becomes more than an idea. Instead of treating performance as a black-box prediction problem, eCAI frames intelligence as deterministic state recovery. The car, the track, the weather, and the operating environment are encoded into a structured mathematical state. The isogeny core then moves between verified calibration domains in real time. Fueling is not guessed. Spark is not guessed. Boost is not guessed. Protection is not guessed. They are recovered from the verified state space. This is the future I am pointing at: not AI that talks about performance, but intelligence that survives the lap, protects the machine, adapts to the universe around it, and proves itself where excuses disappear. On track. The stopwatch does not negotiate. eCAI is not here to predict the race. It is here to recover the racing state. #ECAI #EllipticCurveAI #Motorsport #ECU #RaceEngineering #InternalCombustion #Telemetry #Calibration #PerformanceEngineering #AI #IsogenyCore
You look, and you live. You do not first understand, and then live. The teacher came carrying everything he knew and was handed two things he could do nothing with: a birth he could not perform and a cross he could only behold. And even the looking is not the last small work left to his credit — the eyes that turn to the lifted Son are opened by the same Spirit who blows where He wills, the birth of water and the Spirit, not of the will of the flesh, not of any man’s deciding. It is given the whole way down.
Uma breve visão de um futuro sombrio, mas merecido
On the project to build the world's largest, digital library.
Diverse items on blog post.
I lost my favorite bike and prayed for help. The answer convinced me God hears the prayers of children.
