Tag: DR. WHO



Who is the ultimate traveler in space and time?

Anyone interested in the British TV show “Dr. Who” in recent years will know that “the doctor” has practically ascended to the status of a god, as has his amazing time machine, the “TARDIS”.

Certainly he’s a modern super hero (and arguably the most interesting one), having saved the world many times from various alien threats, always against all odds and at the very last possible moment, and usually in London.

The doctor is the last of the time lords from the planet “Gallifrey”, unless, that is, the “Master”-a time lord who has vowed to do all he can to destroy the doctor and who seems to manage to avoid being dead for very long- survived his last dual with said super-hero. The doctor is able to travel back and forth in time at will in the “TARDIS” (oh Lord, please can I have one of those?)

By the way, what’s his first name? Answer: “the”.

While the doctor flits back and forth through space and time to the amazement and amusement of his admirers and fans, It irritates me to be told that the Christian God is “too small, too narrow and too boring”. As I wrote in a post called “Is God a Teapot?”:

How can a God who created the universe and everything in it, which itself “cannot contain him” be too small? How can a God who designed and made DNA, dinosaurs, deltas, dragonflies and diamonds be uninspiring? How can a God who knows all things be too narrow? How can a God who willingly died at the hands of his own creation in order to give them eternal life be too exclusive and too judgmental? How can a God who created time, space and matter be too new?


The Biblical God is the ultimate “time lord”, and the ultimate space-traveler. He was so centuries and millennia before (if I can use the words “was” and “before” in context with eternity) the first doctor, the first Star Trek Captain, and Jules Vern’s “Time Traveler”. In fact he is the time Lord, as expressed in numerous scriptures. Here are a few examples:

“…before Abraham was born, I am” (John 8:58 NIV);

“With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day” (2 Peter 3:8);

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you” (Jeremiah 1:5);

“…the universe was formed at God’s command” (Hebrews 11:3);

“He is before all things, and in him all things hold together” ( Colossians 1:17);

“I am the Alpha and the Omega, says the Lord, who is, and who was, and who is to come, the Almighty” (Revelation 1:8);

“I have told you everything ahead of time” (Mark 13:23);

“he is the living God, the eternal King” (Jeremiah 10:10);

“…for I am God, and there is none else; I am God, and there is none like me, declaring the end from the beginning, and from ancient times the things that are not yet done” (Isaiah 46:9-10 KJV);

“I am with you always, even unto the end of the world” (Matthew 28:20).




No, I’m not schizophrenic…and neither am I.

It sometimes seems to me, as I watch my two sons grow and change so quickly, that they are different people than they once were. The babies who lived in my house are no longer to be found, and the small boys they once were don’t exist anymore. In their places are two tall, intelligent and talented young men. Of course, I love them as young men just as much as I ever did when they were little.

It’s sobering to think that at one time people like Adolph Hitler and Pol Pot were cute little babies.

Sometimes an adult can act in such contradictory ways that we can almost see them as different people in the same body. James wrote about the “double-minded man” who is unstable in all his ways. How many of us have wondered at some time whether we might be that man (or woman)? I have.

But a certain kind of double-mindedness is unavoidable in any believer. Paul described the struggle we all have at times between our fallen human nature and the divine nature God has placed within everyone who has accepted Jesus into his or her life:

“For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do… “As it is, it is no longer I myself who do it, but it is sin living in me” (Romans 7:14-25).

So there are actually two people within me. There is the fallen old me fighting to regain control over my life, and there is “Christ in me…” At any time on any given day I can surrender to one or the other. If I choose to surrender myself to Christ, I can become more like him:

“I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me” (Galatians 2:20).



We’ve been watching some old Dr. Who series with Tom Baker, and one which entertained me greatly is named “The Brain of Morbius”, a story reminiscent of a 1950s horror story which is more likely to make you laugh than scared.

Evil Dr. Solon is working to find a head for the headless brain of the even more evil and far more powerful Morbius. Solons’s hunch-back assistant “Condo” is treated with contempt by Solon, who only tolerates Condo in order to use him to attain his ends and ultimately the power Solon will gain alongside Morbius once a suitable head is found for the brain. Eventually Condo is killed by his master.

The story seemed to me a suitable allegory for the present-day situation in which the West, represented by Condo, is blindly serving and trusting a mortal enemy, a certain religion which doesn’t need to be named.



I heard a popular radio preacher talking about the “new song” sung by multitudes in heaven as described in Revelation 5:9-14. He used this as his text to tell us that we must all learn the new songs being produced by contemporary Christian artists.  If we don’t, we’re denying the fact that God is at work today, he said, and people who refuse to sing them are going to have an unpleasant time in heaven.

Well, all I can say is that I hope God can write better songs than what I’m hearing, and I hope he doesn’t pout, puff and pose like that, or he’s a lot smaller than I thought.

Herewith is a raspberry in written form, addressed to the command to like without taste or discernment:




Yes I was something of a Led Zeppelin fan many years ago, but thank the Lord I’ve moved on from there.

Whatever the original meaning of the song by that name was, it’s true that many people are trying to build themselves a stairway to heaven. They think that “if” there’s a heaven, they have to do some good deeds, like petting the neighbor’s dog, marching around town trying to draw someone into their church, giving the pastor or the Guru huge sums of money, or murdering a few innocents, and there it will be… the pathway to paradise.

The Christian gospel-the Christian blueprint for the stairway to heaven-can be expressed in easy-to understand steps:

1: We must admit that it’s impossible for us to satisfy a perfect God, because we have transgressed His laws: we have sinned. He waits for us to admit it, and to turn from our ways to His ways;

2: We must accept His son as our Lord and master;

3: We must believe that God raised his son from the dead.

“…if you confess with your mouth, ‘Jesus is Lord’, and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved” (Romans 10:9-11).

MIND-BURP 9: Your Very Own “Time And Relative Dimension In Space”




 1: TARDIS!*

Did you ever dream of having your very own time machine?

(L8M8 “Flo3r5”)

Having recently viewed the last few series of Dr. Who, and having generally enjoyed it rather a lot (keep it up BBC), my sons and I inevitably engaged in several discussions on what we would do with a Tardis, had we one on hand for our own personal use.

As we travel forward in time, we can all conjure up in our minds the things we would go back to fix, to avoid, to do properly, to appreciate fully, or to enjoy all over again. But perhaps in a way we do have the equivalent of a Tardis at our disposal, thanks to our Creator-it just happens to be named differently. It’s called “wisdom”; it’s called “living in the present”; it’s called “seizing the moment”; it’s called “appreciating what you have”; and it’s called “wake up and smell the bacon”



I used to play a variant of a card game called Hearts, in which if you are dealt a terrible hand you can announce your intention to lose every “trick”. By losing every single trick, according to the rules you win the game.

Sometimes life can seem to be like that. It almost seems like having made so many mistakes it’s tempting to intentionally get everything else wrong so as not to break the pattern, and so in some strange upside-down way to ultimately “win” the game of life.

Losing, or apparently losing, is one of the many appealing aspects of the gospel of Christ, to my mind. In the eyes of the world, Jesus Christ was the ultimate “loser”. He tried hard to gain a following and “start a new religion”, but he failed to win over the respect and support of those in influential positions, and he failed to get elected, and he failed to get the “religious right” behind him, and he failed to impress the leaders, the movers and the shakers who may otherwise have given him a helping hand up the ladder of success, and he failed to get some real heavyweight talent on his team, settling instead for poor, uneducated and unsubstantial fishermen. Finally, the efforts of the man came to nothing when he was shamefully humiliated and crucified.

Ah, but that’s the view of the unbeliever: the distorted, sad, miopic and unenlightened view. The truth is that because “he humbled himself and became obedient to death-even death on a cross,” what followed was not defeat but victory:

“Therefore God exalted him to the highest place, and gave him a name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow…” (Philippians 2:8-11).

It’s our association with him, and with his death and resurrection, which assures our ultimate victory too, in the grand “game” of life and eternity, in which if you lose, you win:

“If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me. For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will save it” (Luke 9:23-24).


Studiers of Bible prophecy often talk of a “ten-nation confederacy”, as represented by toes (Daniel 2) and horns (Revelation 17:12-14), which speak of nations and their leaders. Interestingly, the current NATO summit has created just such a force to deal with Islamic State. It’s being called a “core” group, and the leading leader of this coalition is, no doubt, President Obama. The possible “plus one” is Iran, one of Israel’s arch-enemies.

The 10 nations IS will be confronting are the US, Britain, France, Germany, Canada, Australia, Turkey, Italy, Poland and Denmark. However, if the U.S. decides to accept Iran’s willingness to help with the Iranian Ayatollah Khamenei and his Quds force, IS will be fighting 11 nations.

No, I’m not saying that this is it-I’m sure it’s not and the time is not quite right yet. But gosh, it does get the back-chills going a little. It also demonstrates one of the central points in my recent post on the kingdom of the Beast, which was that when the time comes, the West will be working alongside at least a part of the Islamic world to subdue the rest of it, and Israel.





Yes the US government is helping to establish a religion…

The U.S. government is suing the city of St. Anthony, Minn., for alleged religious discrimination for rejecting a proposed Islamic center in 2012, U.S. Attorney Andrew Luger said. St. Anthony’s City Council voted 4-1 in 2012 to reject the proposed Abu Huraira Islamic Center, saying a religious and cultural center wasn’t compatible with the site’s light-industrial zoning. http://www.foxnews.com/us/2014/08/28/federal-government-sues-minnesota-city-for-rejecting-proposed-islamic-center/

No doubt taxpayers’ money will be used to fund the lawsuit.

Atheists and their legal organizations, normally whining about what they see as constitutional obligations in favor of “the separation of church and state”, or waging war to stop anyone displaying a cross in a public place, or up in arms when some Christian group attempts to use government-run buildings after hours for their services, are curiously quiet…



I haven’t personally known a lot of “Downs Syndrome” people in my time-perhaps a half dozen. But without hesitation I can say that they were all beautiful people: humble, gentle, smiling and uncomplicated. And I believe firmly that when Jesus said, “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven” (Matthew 5:3) he was encompassing such people. God’s love is as near to them as to anyone.

But Mr. Richard Dawkins gave this advice to mothers having babies with Down Syndrome:

‘Abort it and try again – it would be immoral to bring it into the world’ (1).



What right has Dawkins to comment on what is moral or immoral? If there is no God, there is no such thing as morality, except what man devises for his own satisfaction. One man’s morality may be another man’s immorality, and who has the right to push his morality onto the rest of us-isn’t that religion? Isn’t that hypocrisy?

Evolutionism is all about death: we evolve because we suffer and die. So why not just suffer and die? The weak should die and let the strong get stronger. But this is not the way of God, it’s the way of the enemy of life and liberty-Satan himself.



If only this were a one-off, unique sort of story, we could all rest in our beds and say to ourselves, “it’s alright, Joseph Stalin has not been resurrected”:

A high-school student in Tennessee was sent to the principal’s office because she said “God bless you” to another student who sneezed (2)


1: http://www.independent.co.uk/news/people/richard-dawkins-on-babies-with-down-syndrome-abort-it-and-try-again-it-would-be-immoral-to-bring-it-into-the-world-9681549.html

2: http://www.tennessean.com/story/news/local/2014/08/20/tennessee-teen-in-trouble-for-saying-bless-you-after-sneeze/14366865/