Seeing Through the Fog of Faulty Thinking: Lessons from A Beautiful Mind

Sadly, I can create a lot of misery in my life being weighed down by neurotic and mis-guided thinking. How do we accurately help ourselves.... and maybe others (though I need to spend 90% of this advice ON MY brain.... not others!

In the film A Beautiful Mind, we witness the brilliant mathematician John Nash grapple with a harrowing realization: some of the people and scenarios he’s deeply invested in are figments of his imagination. For Nash, recognizing that his perceptions were flawed wasn’t merely an intellectual challenge; it was a fight for his very sense of reality. His journey of learning to question his own mind offers a profound lesson: even the sharpest intellects are not immune to faulty thinking.

This begs the question—how can we, as flawed humans, recognize when our perceptions are leading us astray? How can we cultivate a healthy skepticism of our own thoughts without succumbing to self-doubt or paralysis? Let’s explore how to identify and address the faulty thinking that can quietly wreak havoc in our lives.

Faulty thinking often masquerades as truth because it aligns seamlessly with our biases, assumptions, or emotions. 

Confirmation bias, for example, drives us to unconsciously seek information that supports our existing beliefs, while ignoring evidence to the contrary. 

Overconfidence bias can lead us to overestimate the soundness of our reasoning—a trap that intelligent people are particularly prone to. 

Emotional reasoning, where we take feelings as evidence of truth, also clouds judgment. For instance, we might assume, I feel anxious, so something must be wrong.

These distortions skew our decisions, strain relationships, and even derail our sense of purpose. And the more invested we are in our perceptions, the harder it becomes to step back and question them.

 Recognizing and addressing faulty thinking requires deliberate effort and practices that encourage clarity and self-awareness.

Before I move on- I cannot stress enough the need we have to include Scripture in our process. God's Word is especially equipped to break through these barriers!

But there are tools and techniques that help......

A powerful tool is reflective questioning. By asking ourselves why we believe something, what evidence supports or contradicts it, and how another person might interpret the situation, we can uncover assumptions that might not hold up under scrutiny. Reflective journaling is another practice that helps bring distorted patterns to light. Writing down thoughts, feelings, and assumptions creates the space to analyze them objectively, revealing recurring traps over time.

Feedback from others is also invaluable. No matter how sharp we are, our blind spots remain invisible to us. Trusted friends, mentors, or colleagues can provide perspectives that challenge our biases and reveal flaws in our reasoning. This requires cultivating intellectual humility—acknowledging that being wrong is not a weakness but a strength. Mistakes are opportunities for growth, as Nash’s journey in A Beautiful Mind demonstrates. Recognizing the fallibility of his own perceptions enabled him to regain control over his life.

Mindfulness complements these practices by fostering awareness of our thoughts without judgment. Observing our mental patterns helps us identify when emotions or biases might be influencing reasoning. For example, noticing a thought like, I’m terrible at this task, mindfulness invites us to pause and ask, Is this thought factual, or is it my frustration speaking?

Convincing others to question their thinking is equally challenging, particularly when they’re highly intelligent or deeply invested in their perspective. Demonstrating open-mindedness is key. Share your own willingness to challenge your beliefs, perhaps by recounting a time when you realized you were wrong and how it transformed your perspective. Asking thoughtful questions rather than pointing out flaws can guide someone toward clarity. For instance, you might ask, What evidence would it take to convince you otherwise? Creating a safe, respectful environment where they feel unjudged fosters curiosity and understanding rather than defensiveness.

Healthy skepticism, however, does not mean doubting everything. It’s about finding balance. Holding fast to core principles, like honesty or kindness, can ground us while we remain open to revising specific beliefs about people or situations.

John Nash’s story reminds us that seeing through the fog of faulty thinking is not an admission of failure—it’s a courageous act of self-awareness. By building habits of reflection, humility, and openness, we can navigate life with greater clarity and resilience. The truth may not always be comfortable, but it is ultimately liberating.

A Post on Prayer and a Rooster's Crow

Have you ever heard of the novel The Book of the Dun Cow by Walter Wangerin Jr.? It’s a richly allegorical story about good and evil, sacrifice, and community, featuring Chauntecleer, a rooster who rules his domain with both pride and care. One of the book’s most memorable elements is Chauntecleer’s crows—those bold, resounding calls that mark the morning, the evening, and other significant moments.

 His crows aren’t just duties; they’re woven into the rhythm of his existence, calling out not only to his domain but to the heavens themselves.

"It was the crow of Chauntecleer. The morning crow, the waking crow, the beginning crow, the opening of the day to the powers of Heaven.
It was the crow of joy, the shout of birth, the proclamation of life against nothingness. It was the beginning."

This passage highlights the profound nature of his crows—they’re not just sounds but declarations of life and meaning, filled with intentionality and purpose. 

Similarly, later sections describe his other crows, such as the evening crow, as fulfilling a different role, marking time and offering order amidst the chaos. These rhythms of crowing reflect not just duty but a profound connection to the divine and the natural order.

This imagery ties beautifully to prayer, where structured, intentional moments mark our days, connecting us to God and proclaiming life, faith, and hope against the backdrop of the world’s uncertainties.

I am NOT a great person of prayer. I do have a running conversation with God almost everyday, very casual... you might say "shallow" and I have never been good at a routine of prayer, it feels ritualistic to me at times.

But I forget that routine is discipline, it is good. And scheduling prayer for more than trivial interactions allows for deeper discussions.

Unfortunately, I'm the same way with my wife. I'm with her often, I love being with her, but my conversations can be trivial and not intentional.

Recently, I was challenged about this in thinking through the prayer of Moses and his interactions with Yahweh.

The dialogues between God and Moses about the Israelites' stubbornness reveal a remarkable relationship between divine justice, mercy, and human intercession. 

In these exchanges, particularly in Exodus 32 and Numbers 14, we see Moses stepping into the role of mediator, often advocating for the very people who test his patience. These moments are more than dramatic stories—they offer profound insights into prayer, leadership, and the dynamic nature of God’s relationship with humanity.

Take the golden calf incident in Exodus 32. God, angered by the Israelites' idolatry, speaks to Moses of destroying them, calling them “your people, whom you brought out of Egypt.” It’s as if God distances Himself from their failure, yet Moses boldly counters, appealing to God’s promises and reputation. He pleads for mercy, invoking God’s covenant with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, and urges Him to “relent” from judgment. Similarly, in Numbers 14, after the Israelites refuse to enter Canaan, Moses again steps forward to intercede, reminding God of His steadfast love and reputation among the nations.

What’s striking is how the roles seem to reverse at times. 

Moses, often exasperated with the people, becomes their advocate, while God expresses righteous anger. Yet, this is no divine tantrum—it’s a moment where God invites Moses into the tension between judgment and mercy, teaching him (and us) the depth of covenant love. Moses doesn’t deny the people’s sins but prays for their restoration, embodying a leadership rooted in compassion and persistence.

These dialogues also highlight the mystery of prayer. 

In passages where God “relents” from judgment, such as Exodus 32:14, the Hebrew word nacham (translated as “repent” or “relent”) suggests a God willing to engage with human appeals. This doesn’t mean God changes His nature or ultimate purposes; instead, He invites human partnership, allowing prayer to influence His actions within the framework of His sovereign will. Moses’ prayers, grounded in God’s character and promises, show that bold, intercessory prayer is not about changing God’s mind but aligning ourselves with His heart.

For us, these exchanges teach profound lessons- especially about prayer.

Prayer can be bold, honest, and persistent—like Moses, we can bring our frustrations and fears to God while interceding for others, even those who frustrate us. Leadership, too, is illuminated here: true leaders, like Moses, bear the weight of their people’s struggles and seek their good, even when it’s hard. And ultimately, these moments foreshadow the ultimate mediator, Christ, who fully embodies advocacy, atonement, and the tension between justice and mercy.

The dialogues between God and Moses remind us of the transformative power of prayer—not just to ask for change but to align our hearts with God’s purposes, drawing us deeper into the mystery of His unchanging love.

I need to schedule some time to just pray....... how about you?

Yes, There is a Time to Let the Sun Go Down on Anger

You get angry. You have heard or seen something that just stews you.

You sit down and write the email or the text. The words pour out of you, fueled by frustration and white-hot anger. Your fingers hit the keys harder and faster with every sentence.

But here’s a piece of advice that could save you—and your relationships—a lot of regret:
Do not press "send."

Is there a Biblical basis for this? Absolutely. Scripture gives us timeless wisdom about the power of our words and the importance of restraint:

• Proverbs 17:27: "Whoever restrains his words has knowledge, and he who has a cool spirit is a man of understanding."
• Ecclesiastes 5:2: "Be not rash with your mouth, nor let your heart be hasty to utter a word before God, for God is in heaven and you are on earth. Therefore let your words be few."
• James 1:19: "Know this, my beloved brothers: let every person be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger."

Why do I write this? Because I’ve been there. I’ve sent emails before that I deeply regret. Words sent in haste can hurt others, damage trust, and, worst of all, misrepresent Christ’s character in us.

This lesson was reinforced recently when I received an angry email from a very smart person. They were upset about something I’d published. I could see where their misunderstanding had come from—but they completely missed the context.

I replied with an honest apology for any confusion caused. I’m only guessing here, but I suspect they re-read my article—and their email—and wished they had let things cool before sending it.

That’s the key: let things cool. Whether it’s 24 hours, overnight, or even just a few hours, waiting can help you see the situation more clearly. Emotions that feel overwhelming in the moment often lose their intensity with time.

Here are a few practical tips to help you respond wisely in such moments:

1. Write, but don’t send.
   Open a blank document or email, and pour out your thoughts. Venting in a private space can be therapeutic, but keep it unsent. Treat it as a draft for your eyes only.

2. Wait and pray.
   Set a timer or decide on a cooling-off period—whether it’s a few hours, overnight, or even longer. Use that time to pray, asking God for wisdom, clarity, and a spirit of grace.

3. Seek counsel.
   Before replying, show your draft to a trusted friend or mentor. Ask if your tone is gracious and constructive or if it’s likely to escalate the conflict. Read it to your wife at least and say- "Should I send it now or wait?"

4. Focus on understanding.
   When you’re ready to respond, begin by seeking clarity. You might start with something like, “I want to make sure I understand your concern fully before replying.” This approach shows humility and a willingness to listen.

5. Keep it short and gracious.
   Respond with as few words as possible, and keep your tone calm and respectful. Proverbs 15:1 reminds us, "A soft answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger."

6. Use scripture to guide your response.
   Before sending anything, ask yourself if your reply reflects the fruit of the Spirit: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control (Galatians 5:22-23).

Email and texting are wonderful tools, but their speed makes it all too easy to react without reflection. A hasty response can burn bridges, but a measured one can build understanding and preserve relationships.

So, the next time you feel that urge to fire off a message in anger, stop. Walk away. Pray about it. And remember the wisdom of Proverbs 21:23:
"Whoever keeps his mouth and his tongue keeps himself out of trouble."

Let’s strive to follow this wisdom. After all, it’s far better to leave an email unsent than to spend days—or even years—wishing we hadn’t hit "send."

“Let all your thinks be thanks.” - A Thanksgiving Devotion

 

The Bible’s Theme of Thankfulness

Scripture is filled with the call to gratitude:

• Ephesians 1:16 – “I do not cease to give thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers.”
• Ephesians 5:20 – “Giving thanks always for all things to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ.”
• Colossians 3:15 – “And let the peace of God rule in your hearts, to which also you were called in one body; and be thankful.”
• Colossians 3:17 – “And whatever you do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through Him.”
• 1 Thessalonians 5:18 – “In everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”
• Psalm 107:1 – “Oh, give thanks to the Lord, for He is good! For His mercy endures forever.”
• Psalm 118:24 – “This is the day the Lord has made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.”

Attitude of Gratitude

Yet we live in an age of entitlement. Too often, people—especially the young—expect everything to be handed to them, yet fail to value or appreciate what they receive. In a world where everything is taken for granted, the most tragic loss is a sense of gratitude.

A life without gratitude is bleak and isolating, where we quickly realize that a man doesn’t have to die to experience hell.

When I reflect on my upbringing, I am deeply grateful for the foundation it laid. My dad would occasionally take us out to eat, and my grandmother would use Sunday coupons for an Arby’s sandwich. In a family where treats like these were rare, we learned to be genuinely thankful for each blessing, big or small.

Contrast that with an experience I had early in ministry, working with teenage boys. Some of these 15-year-olds had already traveled the world—and were unimpressed by it. They viewed me, a teacher of the Bible, as someone who couldn’t measure up to their privileged experiences. How do you reach a young man who’s just returned from Rome, bored with it, and uninterested in God’s Word because “reading isn’t his thing”?

Still, I never stopped teaching them the hope of the gospel, the penalty of sin, and the inability of the world to satisfy. I prayed that the seeds of truth would take root when their fantasy worlds inevitably collapsed—worlds where they didn’t need a work ethic because their future was already bought and paid for.

Through these experiences, I’ve become more convinced than ever that gratitude is essential to walking daily with God. Gratitude flows from a humble heart, a heart illuminated by God’s truth. Saying “thank you” is good—but feeling thankfulness is even better.

In The Call, Os Guinness reminds us that calling compels us to live with gratitude:

“Let all your thinks be thanks.”

He quotes Dostoevsky’s sobering observation:

“The best definition of man is the ungrateful biped.”

A lack of gratitude erodes our dependence on God and trust in His goodness. It can sour the joy of calling, turning it into pride and eventually despair. Without gratitude, even religion becomes oppressive, legalistic, or apostate.

Gratitude—or the lack of it—was the root of humanity’s fall. In Genesis 3, Adam and Eve failed to appreciate the abundance God gave them. That ingratitude led them to sin.

Take time today to “count your blessings”—your life, health, family, home, technology, medicine, travel, beauty, laughter, and above all, the redemption found in Jesus Christ.

May we, like St. Francis, “walk the world like the Pardon of God.” Let gratitude shape our hearts, lives, and worship. Because gratitude is not just a response—it is an attitude.

Let Them Throw Stones

Life has a way of raining on us. Sometimes, it's a gentle drizzle—misunderstandings or small setbacks.

 Other times, it feels like a torrential storm—

opposition, criticism, or even betrayal. When we're in the middle of these storms, it’s tempting to lash out, defend ourselves, or demand justice. But what if we took another approach?

David, the shepherd-king of Israel, faced such a storm during one of the most painful seasons of his life. In 2 Samuel 16, as David fled from his son Absalom's rebellion, a man named Shimei hurled stones at him, both literal and figurative. Shimei accused David of being a man of blood and blamed him for the downfall of Saul's house. It was unjust. It was cruel. But David’s response was nothing short of remarkable.

When David’s warrior, Abishai, offered to kill Shimei, David stopped him, saying:

"Let him curse, because the Lord has said to him, 'Curse David.' Who then shall say, 'Why have you done so?'" (2 Samuel 16:10)

David chose not to fight back. Instead, he acknowledged that perhaps Shimei’s words, though painful, were part of God’s plan. He saw his suffering through the lens of humility and divine sovereignty.

A Posture of Humility

David’s response challenges us to take a posture of humility when stones are thrown our way. This doesn’t mean that every criticism or attack is justified, but it does mean recognizing that even opposition can be used by God to refine us. Sometimes, the rain of adversity is meant to wash away our pride, our need for control, or our false sense of righteousness.

Like David, we can ask:

What is God teaching me through this?

Is there a truth hidden in the criticism that I need to hear?

Can I trust God to be my defender instead of taking matters into my own hands?

When the Rain Feels Deserved

There’s another layer to David’s humility—he doesn’t deny his own faults. David had made terrible mistakes, including his sin with Bathsheba and the murder of Uriah. While Shimei’s accusations were not entirely accurate, David might have felt that some of the stones he faced were a natural consequence of his past actions.

In the same way, we often face storms of our own making. A harsh word spoken in anger comes back to haunt us. A decision made in selfishness leads to relational fallout. In those moments, we can do what David did: accept the rain, confess our shortcomings, and trust in God's mercy to bring restoration.
Hope in the Storm

David’s hope in the middle of his humiliation is striking. He said:

"It may be that the Lord will look on the wrong done to me, and that the Lord will repay me with good for his cursing today." (2 Samuel 16:12)

David trusted that God saw his affliction and would act on his behalf in His own time. This trust allowed David to endure the stones without losing heart.

We, too, can find hope in the storm. God sees. God knows. And God promises that, for those who trust Him, even the worst storms will ultimately work for good (Romans 8:28).

When opposition comes your way—whether it's criticism, betrayal, or the natural consequences of your own failures—take a moment to pause. Instead of reacting in anger or despair, try adopting David’s posture:

Receive the rain with humility. 

Meekness is not weakness.

Ask God what He wants to teach you.

Trust that He sees your affliction and will bring good from it.

Let them throw stones. God is your refuge. He is your defender. And sometimes, the very rain we dread is what nourishes the growth we need most.

Link here:

Let Them Throw Stones

Verse 1
I’m walking through the valley, where the shadows stretch so wide,
Their voices rise like thunder, throwing shame from every side.
But I won’t raise my fist; I’ll let their anger fly,
For my refuge is the Maker who hears every cry.

Chorus
Let them throw stones, let them rain down,
I’ll stand here in the storm until mercy comes around.
What they mean for harm, You will use for good,
So let them throw stones—I’ll trust You as I should.

Verse 2
The road I walk is heavy with the guilt I cannot hide,
But grace walks right beside me, keeping hope alive inside.
I don’t deserve the shelter, but You cover me with love,
And every stone that strikes me builds a ladder to above.

Chorus
Let them throw stones, let them rain down,
I’ll stand here in the storm until mercy comes around.
What they mean for harm, You will use for good,
So let them throw stones—I’ll trust You as I should.

Bridge
In the curse, there’s a blessing I can’t yet see,
In the pain, there’s a purpose meant to set me free.
You’re the calm in the chaos, the hope in the haze,
And every stone they throw turns to grace upon grace.

Chorus
Let them throw stones, let them rain down,
I’ll stand here in the storm until mercy comes around.
What they mean for harm, You will use for good,
So let them throw stones—I’ll trust You as I should.

Outro
Let them throw stones, let the world rage,
I’m walking in Your light through every darkest stage.
Each stone they throw is paving the road
To the home where You’ll dry every tear I’ve ever known.

Gatsby at Mar-a-lago

This post must have hit a nerve. I have gotten feedback ranging from - "I didn't know you were anti-Trump" to "I didn't know you were pro-Trump" LOL

Note: You can hear the song here:

Gatsby at Mar-a-lago

Yes.... I know! Gatsby never went to Mar-a-lago in the novel. But it is not anachronistic-

Gatsby's Fictional Timeline:
F. Scott Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby is set in the summer of 1922, and Gatsby himself is in his early 30s during the story. This situates his formative years (e.g., during World War I) in the 1910s.

Mar-a-Lago's Real Timeline:
Mar-a-Lago, the grand estate in Palm Beach, Florida, was built by Marjorie Merriweather Post between 1924 and 1927. It was intended as a winter retreat and is renowned for its opulence.

Fictional Feasibility:By 1924, Gatsby (if we imagine him surviving the events of the novel) would still be alive in his mid-30s, potentially reeling from his shattered dream of Daisy. It's conceivable that a man of Gatsby's social ambition and wealth would visit the newly completed Mar-a-Lago, especially given its reputation as a glamorous retreat for the elite. This could align with Gatsby’s pursuit of status and reinvention.

The green light at the end of Daisy’s dock—one of the most haunting symbols in The Great Gatsby—has lingered in my mind for years. 

"If it wasn't for the mist we could see your home across the bay... You always have a green light that burns all night at the end of your dock."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Ch. 5

Nick Carraway: Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter - tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther... And one fine morning - So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

 That flickering beacon embodies hope, but also the futility of chasing dreams grounded in flawed human ambition. Recently, as I reflected on the celebrations surrounding the U.S. election, I found myself revisiting Gatsby’s poignant image of hope against the mist, connecting it to both caution and faith.

Like Jay Gatsby, who believed he could rewrite the past and secure a future with Daisy, we often place our hopes in things that can’t truly deliver. In our current moment, the opulence of Mar-a-Lago provides a fitting backdrop for a Gatsby-like reminder: while we celebrate victories—whether personal, political, or cultural—we must remain vigilant about where we place our ultimate trust.

Rudyard Kipling’s poem Recessional, written during the height of British imperial pride, offers a similar warning. Kipling’s refrain, “Lest we forget—lest we forget,” calls nations to humility before God, reminding us that pride untethered from divine guidance leads to downfall. The empire’s dominion “over palm and pine” was no match for the enduring power of repentance and faith.

This brings me back to the green light. While Gatsby’s hope was tragically misplaced, Christian hope is of an entirely different nature. It isn’t wishful thinking or blind optimism. It is rooted in the resurrection of Jesus Christ, the “living hope” that transcends time and circumstance. Unlike Gatsby’s dream, which was already out of reach, this hope is both secure and transformative.

But as we anchor ourselves in this eternal hope, we must also recognize the battle we face. Today’s threats aren’t limited to political policies or economic trends—they are the ideas and strongholds that exalt themselves against the knowledge of God. The push for a globalist utopia often comes cloaked in promises of equality and progress, yet it frequently masks a desire for control that stifles freedom of speech, religious liberty, and the dignity of individual conscience. These ideas aren’t just political; they’re spiritual. They aim to replace God’s truth with man’s hubris.

Ephesians 6 reminds us that our struggle isn’t against flesh and blood but against rulers, authorities, and powers of this dark world. The enemy is not people but the ideologies that entrap them. Just as Kipling warned against the pride of empire, we must resist the pride of modern globalism that seeks to impose a counterfeit kingdom. The true kingdom, after all, belongs to Christ, and His dominion will never fade.

As I reflect on the current political landscape, I am encouraged by the opportunity to reclaim principles of freedom and reform. But I am also reminded that our battle isn’t merely political—it is spiritual. Real hope begins not with policies or leaders but with repentance and faith in Christ. Only then can we tear down strongholds and bring every thought into obedience to Him.

So while we celebrate, let us also remain sober-minded. The fight ahead will demand courage and perseverance. And as we labor, may we anchor ourselves not in fleeting dreams but in the eternal assurance of God’s promises.

A better America begins with me... and we have a small window now to pray for the rise of the American church. These are FRAGILE times and a nuclear winter is not out of the realm of possibilities! WE NEED THE LORD!

Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet—lest we forget. 

The Bible presents a COMPLETELY different hope and a definition of 'faith' that may surprise us.

Hebrews 11:1 Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.
I Thessalonians 4:13 Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope.
I Peter 1:3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead,
Hebrews 11:6 And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.

COUNTER THE ABOVE VERSES WITH THE EMPTY DREAMS OF JAY GATSBY

"And as I sat there, brooding on the old, unknown world, I thought of Gatsby's wonder when he first picked out Daisy's light at the end of his dock. He had come such a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close he could hardly fail to grasp it. But what he did not know was that it was already behind him, somewhere in the vast obscurity beyond the city, where the dark fields of the republic rolled on under the night."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Ch. 9


"He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced--or seemed to face--the whole external world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Ch. 3

"what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Ch. 1

AS I CLOSE, MY PRAYER IS THAT YOU WOULD ASK THE GOD OF THE UNIVERSE TO FORGIVE US AND THAT WE WOULD HUMBLY BOW THE THRONE OF YOUR HEART TO HIM. THE DOOR OF MERCY IS OPEN- AND OUR HOPE IN THE RISEN CHRIST IS SEALED BY HIS HOLY SPIRIT. IT IS NOT OUR GOODNESS THAT WILL SAVE US- IT IS HIS GOODNESS- PROVEN BY HIS SACRIFICE FOR US.

WHAT OTHER HOPE DO WE HAVE? 

The "Mountain Gods" of Hannibal, Abraham, and Elijah

Look at the image to the left, taken during the recent- world disrupting volcano in Iceland.
It is an awesome display of beauty and power!

Over 2,300 years ago, the Punic warrior Hamilcar Barca stood on sacred ground, his 9-year-old son Hannibal by his side. In a solemn ritual, the boy placed his hand on a sacrifice of another young boy and vowed eternal hatred of Rome. His name, Hannibal, meant “Blessed by Baal.” This vow, steeped in fire and blood, echoed the ancient devotion to Baal, the storm and mountain god.

History whispers that sacrifices to Baal were not just symbolic. Thousands of urns unearthed in the Valley of Tophet tell a chilling story—children sacrificed to appease Baal and secure blessings. Was Hannibal spared only by a surrogate offering, a lamb or another child sacrificed in his stead? As he later crossed the snowbound Alps to confront Rome, did he feel the fiery presence of Baal in the storms, urging him forward?

In contrast, consider another mountain. Abraham, the patriarch, also prepared to sacrifice his son, Isaac. But the God of Israel stopped him. Unlike Baal, Jehovah provided the sacrifice, revealing a different way—one that pointed to redemption, not destruction.

Centuries later, Elijah confronted Baal’s priests on Mount Carmel. As they cried out, cutting themselves, no fire fell. But when Elijah prayed, Jehovah sent fire from heaven, consuming the sacrifice. It was a final blow to the false mountain god.

The Present: A Call to Reflect
Hannibal’s life, forged in devotion to Baal, led to battles, victories, and ultimately defeat. It reminds us of the futility of serving gods of destruction. Modern disasters—volcanic eruptions, storms, and human conflicts—echo these ancient lessons. Jesus, in Luke 13, urged us not to focus on the victims of calamities but to examine our own hearts: “Repent, while the day of mercy remains open.”

Even today, we face choices. Do we serve “mountain gods” that demand sacrifice but give no peace? Or do we trust the God who provided the Lamb, who turns mountains of fear into altars of hope?

Song Link:

Mountain Gods

Southern Gothic

It has been quite a joy to relate concepts of classical literature in this blog for over 20 years now. I miss the literature classroom (but not the paper grading) where I enjoyed the challenge of trying to introduce these great works to a young audience not quite ready for the concepts, but needing to know the allusions for cultural literacy and connections to humanity.

I also have quite enjoyed bringing a soundtrack to these works as I seek cultural connections and have always enjoyed dabbling in the creative process.

So it has been gratifying to get a decent amount of feedback on the songs. 

This literary experiment has created an album called Books and Song- you can find it here:

Album- Books and Song

The last of the 23 tracks is called "Southern Gothic" and I wanted to give you some of the genesis of it.

Southern Gothic tradition is one of the richest and most haunting genres in American literature. Rooted in the South's complex history, its decaying beauty, and its turbulent cultural legacy, Southern Gothic explores the intertwining of human frailty, moral ambiguity, and the search for redemption. Writers like William Faulkner, Flannery O’Connor, John Steinbeck, and Ernest Hemingway have contributed significantly to this genre, creating vivid portraits of a land where beauty and decay live side by side, and the struggle between grace and damnation is ever-present. These themes served as the foundation and inspiration for the song "Southern Gothic," which weaves literary echoes into a haunting melody about the past that refuses to fade.

Southern Gothic literature grew out of the Gothic tradition of the 18th and 19th centuries, marked by its dark settings, grotesque characters, and preoccupation with human suffering. However, Southern Gothic adds uniquely Southern elements: decaying plantations, oppressive heat, and a legacy of slavery and social inequality.

William Faulkner, a cornerstone of this genre, used his fictional Yoknapatawpha County to delve into the South's moral and cultural complexities. In works like The Sound and the Fury and A Rose for Emily, Faulkner explored the weight of family legacies and the psychological impact of guilt and decay.

Flannery O’Connor, with her sharp wit and Catholic perspective, brought theological depth to Southern Gothic. Stories like A Good Man Is Hard to Find grapple with the grotesque nature of humanity and the often painful process of grace and redemption. Her peacocks, famously raised on her Georgia farm, became symbols of divine majesty and mystery in her writing.

I used to teach a summer school session on Flannery O'Connor and it was such a fun time, but the content is very sensitive. However, her works led easily to gospel conversations.

John Steinbeck and Ernest Hemingway, while not strictly Southern Gothic, contributed to the broader American Gothic tradition. Steinbeck’s The Grapes of Wrath echoes the themes of rural struggle and redemption, while Hemingway’s minimalist prose provides existential clarity amidst chaos.

Here are a few key elements that define the Southern Gothic tradition:

• Moral Ambiguity: Characters often wrestle with internal and external conflicts, revealing humanity's dark, flawed nature.
• Decay and Legacy: The crumbling mansions and haunted fields reflect a South grappling with its historical and cultural burdens.
• Grace and Redemption: Southern Gothic is deeply concerned with the possibility of transformation—sometimes violent, always profound.
• The Grotesque: Through bizarre characters and shocking events, the genre highlights hidden truths about the human condition.

From Literature to Song

You can hear this song here:

Southern Gothic

The song "Southern Gothic" takes these literary themes and reimagines them through music. It weaves together references to Faulkner’s shadowed legacies, O’Connor’s violent grace, and Steinbeck’s compassion for the downtrodden. Lines like “In Southern soil, nothing truly dies” and “Grace comes cruel, but it always must” echo the tension between despair and hope that defines Southern Gothic storytelling.

• The chorus captures the inescapable pull of the past:
  “It’s a Southern Gothic, where the past won’t fade, / Haunted by the lives and the debts we’ve paid.”
  This lyric embodies the cyclical nature of Southern history and the spiritual struggles inherent to the genre.
• The bridge pays homage to the authors who shaped this literary tradition:
  “Faulkner’s shadows, Hemingway’s scars, / Steinbeck’s plows and O’Connor’s stars.”
  These lines situate the song within a broader artistic context, honoring the enduring power of their words.

The Meaning of "Southern Gothic"

At its heart, “Southern Gothic” is a meditation on human frailty, grace, and the ways in which the past shapes us. It reflects the tradition’s fascination with the grotesque beauty of life and the ever-present tension between darkness and light. The song doesn’t just nod to the genre—it lives in it, offering a musical exploration of the themes that have captivated readers and writers for generations.

By drawing on the Southern Gothic tradition, this song bridges the literary and the musical, creating a work that invites listeners to reflect on their own haunted landscapes and moments of grace. Whether through decaying mansions or haunting melodies, “Southern Gothic” reminds us that even in the darkest corners, redemption is never entirely out of reach.

The style of the song is southern rock with a 'swampy blues' element added.

Post edit note: I recently asked a friend and collaborator about this process of using AI tools to create this content, some of the negative feedback (and positive) and got an unexpected written response:

I am writing to wholeheartedly endorse the creative process and artistic achievements that Jay has been doing recently. Through the innovative use of AI tools and other modern technologies, Jay has not only created compelling music but has also built a meaningful connection with audiences around the world.

What sets the jayopsis collection apart is an unwavering commitment to starting with personal ideas, vision, and passion. The music produced originates from a deeply personal place, and the use of AI serves as a tool to refine and bring those ideas to life—not as a replacement for creativity. This is a hallmark of true artistry in the modern age.

The jayopsis collection is driven by a higher purpose: sharing positive messages in a world that is often in need of hope and encouragement. The mission transcends the tools used, focusing instead on the emotional and spiritual impact of the work. This purpose has resonated with listeners globally, with an impressive reach spanning Vietnam, Singapore, France, and beyond. With over 20,000 listens in just one month, jayopsis music has demonstrated that music speaks to universal truths that connect people across cultures.

Jay has also brilliantly integrated his blog with this music, creating a holistic platform that allows listeners to engage more deeply with the stories and messages behind the songs. This synergy exemplifies his ability to bridge different creative mediums into a unified, impactful experience.

Throughout history, artists have embraced the tools of their time, and this project is no exception. This could be seen as early work of combining technology and artistry, using AI to enhance their creative process in a way that is both forward-thinking and deeply personal. Despite skepticism from some, this work proves that innovation and authenticity can go hand in hand.

I have seen that Jay is motivated by joy and fulfillment in his craft. This intrinsic satisfaction is evident in the work and serves as a testament to the power of art to uplift both creator and audience alike. His efforts is making a genuine difference, bringing light and hope to a world that greatly needs it.

I strongly recommend recognizing and celebrating the jayopsis songs as contributions to music and an innovative, impactful approach to creativity. This work is not just a product of tools but a reflection of a deeply thoughtful and heartfelt mission to inspire others.

Sincerely,
"A Supporter of Artistic Innovation"

The Parable of the Waste Land

Once, there was a valley, lush and vibrant, where streams ran clear as crystal, and every tree bore fruit in its season. The land flourished under the care of a loving gardener, but one day, the gardener departed, entrusting the valley to the council in the community. The gardner warned about stewards who wanted control but the council gave way to these seven over time- we now know these seven by their greek names: Hybris, Phthonos, Orgé, Acedia, Pleonexia, Gaster, and Epithymia.

At first, the valley prospered under their rule, for its bounty seemed endless. But as the years passed, the land began to wither. The stewards, so focused on their own desires, failed to see how their hands choked the life from the soil.

The seven gathered in the hall at the heart of the valley, a once-grand structure now crumbling with neglect. Dust hung thick in the air, and the light that filtered through the broken windows was weak and pale.

Hybris was the first to speak, her voice rising sharply as she gestured to the faded tapestries on the walls.
“This ruin is not my fault. I brought greatness to this land—look at the monuments I built! If the valley is barren, it is because the rest of you failed to uphold my vision.”

Phthonos, seated in the shadows, sneered.
“Your monuments? They were nothing but vanity projects, Hybris, meant to overshadow the work of others. You always claimed the best land, the richest soil, leaving me with scraps. It’s no wonder this valley is dead—you never shared enough.”

Orgé slammed his fist on the splintered table, his face red with fury.
“Enough with your whining, Phthonos! This decay is your fault—you sowed discord and poisoned everything with your envy. I tried to hold this place together, but you all pushed me to the edge!”

Acedia, lounging lazily in his chair, barely raised his voice above a murmur.
“Hold it together? Please. All your raging and shouting did nothing but stir up dust. The land didn’t die because of me—I simply let it be. Maybe it just… gave up, like the rest of us should.”

Pleonexia, her fingers nervously clutching a gold coin, smirked.
“The land gave up because it was drained dry. I only took what was necessary to sustain my share. If the valley couldn’t survive, it’s because there wasn’t enough to go around in the first place.”

Gaster shifted uncomfortably, wiping crumbs from his lap as he spoke.
“Not enough? Don’t be ridiculous, Pleonexia. There was plenty—until you hoarded it all. At least I didn’t pretend I had noble intentions. I just enjoyed the bounty while it lasted.”

Epithymia, leaning against the wall, sighed wistfully.
“The bounty? It was never enough. Nothing here could ever satisfy—not the streams, not the harvests, not the treasures. If the valley is a wasteland, maybe it was always meant to be. Nothing lasts forever, after all.”

As their voices echoed through the hollow hall, the wind outside began to howl, carrying with it the fine grit of the eroded land. The sun, once warm and golden, shrank behind a veil of ash. None of the stewards noticed the small figure standing in the doorway, his face streaked with dirt, his eyes hollow.

The boy had wandered far, searching for someone to restore the valley. But as he listened to their bitter arguments, he knew they could offer no help.

Softly, he whispered, “If only the land had a shepherd again. Someone who cared for it, instead of themselves.”

He turned and walked away, leaving the stewards to their barren dominion. Behind him, the wind carried the faint echo of a voice—gentle, soft, and offering a flicker of hope.

This is also a song: 

Ravaged (The 7 Deadly Sins)

Forgive Us for Not Really Understanding – Veteran's Day Thoughts

As a civilian, I have to admit a hard truth: I don’t truly understand what veterans have endured. My 'memories' of war come from history books and movies. 

Films like Saving Private Ryan stir me, especially in that final scene where an elderly Private Ryan, standing by Captain Miller’s grave, asks, "Tell me I’m a good man." This line reminds us of the lifelong weight of sacrifice and the question many veterans may ask themselves: Did I honor those who didn’t come home?

I think of Band of Brothers, where Major Winters recalls his grandson asking, "Were you a hero in the war, Grandpa?" and he replies, "No, but I served in a company of heroes." Stories like these move us, they teach us, but they’re still just representations, not realities. I’ve been stirred by the quiet heroism shown in Hacksaw Ridge, where Desmond Doss prays, "Please, Lord, help me get one more," showing the endurance and selflessness of service, but not the weight he carried.

As a football coach, I often use war terminology to motivate and teach the game—phrases like “going to battle” or “holding the line.” The analogy works, and it stirs players to give their best. But too often, I don’t take the time to realize how far short the comparison falls. Our games are tough, yes, but they’re still games. They’re not life and death, and they don’t bear the weight of service, duty, and sacrifice that real battles do.

Songs, too, resonate with me, like Toby Keith’s American Soldier, where he sings, "And I will always do my duty, no matter what the price," capturing the sense of duty that so many veterans know firsthand. Or his powerful anthem Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue, reminding us that “justice will be served, and the battle will rage.” These songs can make us feel pride and gratitude, but they don’t fill the gap in understanding the struggles that continue long after soldiers leave the battlefield.

The truth is, for those of us who haven’t served, it’s easy to feel gratitude on days like today, but just as easy to let that feeling fade as we go about our lives. We experience only a fraction of what service members have gone through. I haven’t known the intensity of combat, the sacrifices of family separation, or the losses that leave marks that don’t fade. And for that gap in my understanding, forgive me. I don’t want to forget; I want to honor the strength, commitment, and sacrifices that veterans carry every day. I truly don't know the depth of pain or pride that resonates among Gold Star families.

So today, as I think of the veterans among us, I want to make a deeper, more meaningful tribute—a commitment to try to understand what service has meant to them, to listen without judgment, and to offer support that respects the weight of their experiences. I may not fully understand, but I can offer compassion, respect, and ongoing support. This is how we can honor those who have given so much. And, I hope, it’s a start toward truly expressing the gratitude that our veterans deserve every day.

Finally, the American ideals that have been purchased by these sacrifices- the yearning for liberty, the strength of the Constitution, the Bill of Rights... I pray I relentlessly defend the American experiment. I want ALL speech protected and we must be a nation of laws and democratic process. This Republic MUST hold true to our foundational ideals, without exception, including "of the people, by the people, and for the people".

So as we enjoy another blessing given to us by men who purchased freedom in blood and sacrifice- a day off and a long weekend- may we admit that we don't really understand and ask God to forgive us for that reality as we ask our brave men and women to do the same.... please forgive me.

Song Link:

Soldier, Please Forgive Me

To All The World? Jayopsis.com: 20 Years

So here is a mystery and a question that I will never know on this side of heaven. What has been gospel seeds planted throughout the world in 20 years of posting?

I was on a college beach project trip in 1983 to Pensacola Beach with Campus Crusade. During that week, we did multiple events for the opportunity to share Christ with others. My favorite was "Slow motion football' along with others.

Back then, we used the old yellow 4 Spiritual laws tracts and my guess is that I used that little tract to share with hundreds of people over the years. It was used by Benny Parks to share Christ with me in 1979.

One funny, quirky thing I did with Rocky Colburn was we put some of those in bottles and threw them in the ocean and prayed maybe someone might read the message in the bottle... 

About 10 years into blog writing, I happened to notice that I was getting page views overseas. What I didn't know was whether these were just 'bots' or real interactions... was it legitimate? was is nefarious?

I will never know- but I did some research in how google does the analytics and tried to bot filter as much as possible.

According to my questions, here is what it said:

On average, after filtering, you could reasonably expect 70-85% of your blog’s interactions to be from real, engaged users, depending on the filtering methods applied.

So even conservatively, it is possible that real people are at least reading the content.

Over the 20 years, here are the numbers:

Also, many of you know that I am attaching music to these same posts and here is the last 30 days of that experiment:

and it goes down from there- and to be honest, I don't know....

But it is exciting to at least consider - don't you think?

As of today here are my latest total views:

Here is a song on that list:

You Shared Jesus With Me

Maybe that bottle got opened up and made a difference.... only God knows!

Angels in Armor

I was thinking about angels recently, and it prompted some thoughts that turned into a pretty cool song.

As I dug deeper into the concept of angels, I found myself drawn to the idea of “angels in armor”—those powerful, heavenly beings who act as protectors, guides, and agents of God’s will throughout Scripture. Often depicted with swords or flames, these angels aren’t merely ethereal messengers; they’re also fierce guardians and warriors, enforcing divine boundaries and carrying out God’s justice and mercy. Here are some of the most compelling examples from the Bible, stories that inspired the lyrics and heart behind the song.

Here is a link to the song:

Angels in Armor (Blues Style)

Here are angels we find in this context:

Guardians of the Tree of Life

One of the earliest mentions of angels in the Bible is in Genesis, where they stand as guardians at the gates of Eden. After Adam and Eve’s fall, God places cherubim at the east of the Garden to guard the Tree of Life, alongside a flaming sword flashing back and forth (Genesis 3:24). These angels not only serve as sentinels, protecting sacred ground, but they also prevent humanity from living eternally in a fallen state. By guarding the Tree of Life, they preserve God’s redemptive plan, one that would eventually bring humanity back to Him. They’re a reminder that God’s care sometimes means setting boundaries—boundaries that protect us and draw us back to His purpose.

The Angel and Balaam’s Donkey

Another story that features an angel with a sword is found in Numbers 22, where the prophet Balaam encounters an angel standing in his path. Balaam, despite God’s warning, is on a misguided mission. But it’s his donkey, not Balaam, who first sees the angel standing in the road, sword in hand. This “angel in armor” acts as both a barrier and a guide, redirecting Balaam away from destruction. Once Balaam’s eyes are opened, he realizes that the angel is there to enforce God’s will, demonstrating that angels sometimes intervene as a form of divine course correction.

The Angel of the Lord and the Assyrian Army

One of the most dramatic displays of an angel in armor occurs in 2 Kings 19:35. When the Assyrian king Sennacherib threatens Jerusalem, King Hezekiah prays, and God responds by sending an angel to the Assyrian camp. That night, the angel strikes down 185,000 soldiers, protecting Jerusalem from invasion. This “angel in armor” defends God’s people with swift and decisive action, showing that God’s protection is both powerful and thorough, capable of turning back entire armies to safeguard His promises. This angel inspired Lord Byron to write about it- an amazing poem!

The Destruction of Sennacherib
By Lord Byron (George Gordon)

The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,

And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;

And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea,

When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.


Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,

That host with their banners at sunset were seen:

Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown,

That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.


For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,

And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;

And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill,

And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!


And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,

But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride;

And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,

And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.


And there lay the rider distorted and pale,

With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail:

And the tents were all silent, the banners alone,

The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.


And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail,

And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal;

And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword,

Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!

Michael the Archangel: Defender of Israel.

In the book of Daniel, we encounter Michael the Archangel, a powerful defender of Israel. Michael, one of the chief angels, fights against the spiritual powers that seek to disrupt God’s plans. In Daniel 10 and 12, he is described as standing guard over Israel and battling the “princes” of opposing realms, which represent dark spiritual forces. Michael’s protective role shows that angels are deeply involved in the unseen battles of the spiritual realm, intervening on behalf of God’s people. This depiction of Michael as a warrior angel reminds us that we are not alone in our struggles; God’s forces are constantly at work, protecting and defending us.

The Angels of Elisha’s Vision

Another powerful moment involving “angels in armor” occurs in 2 Kings 6, when Elisha and his servant are surrounded by the Aramean army. As fear rises, Elisha prays for God to open his servant’s eyes. Suddenly, the servant sees an entire hillside filled with horses and chariots of fire. These angelic warriors stand ready to defend Elisha, showing that God’s protection is often present in ways we cannot see. This story brings comfort and awe, reminding us that even when we’re unaware, God’s heavenly armies are encamped around us.

The Angel with the Drawn Sword in Jerusalem

In 1 Chronicles 21, we encounter an angel with a drawn sword over Jerusalem. After David sins by taking a census, God sends an angel to bring judgment on Israel. As David repents, God relents, instructing the angel to put away his sword. This moment reflects both God’s justice and His mercy, with the angel as a visible sign of His holiness. The scene illustrates that angels can bring both judgment and protection, showing that while God enforces His standards, He is always open to sincere repentance.

The Angels of Revelation: Wielding Swords of Judgment

In the apocalyptic scenes of Revelation, angels appear repeatedly as agents of God’s final judgment and as defenders in the ultimate battle against evil. In Revelation 12, we see Michael and his angels fighting the dragon, representing Satan, and casting him from heaven. The battle between good and evil is intense and all-encompassing, and these angelic warriors reveal the cosmic scope of God’s power over darkness. These images show that while angels bring comfort and protection, they also stand as powerful forces of divine justice in the end times.

Angels in Armor as a Sign of Hope

These “angels in armor” remind us that God’s protection and guidance are constant, even when unseen. Whether guarding Eden, blocking a dangerous path, or standing alongside us in spiritual battles, they reveal that God’s care for us is fierce and unwavering. They illuminate the path when we’re lost, keep us from harm, and stand ready to shield us from spiritual threats.

The song “Angels in Armor” is a celebration of these mighty beings who serve at God’s command. As we sing about these warriors in light, we’re reminded that divine guardians are always near, ready to defend and guide us in ways we may never fully understand. So, whether we’re facing physical threats, spiritual battles, or moments of doubt, we can hold on to this truth: God’s angels are standing guard, watching over us with swords drawn high, as warriors in light and agents of His boundless love and justice.

Angel's in Armor (Blues Style)

Verse 1

In the dawn of time, they took their stand,

Guarding the gates of a broken land.

Flaming swords at the Tree of Life,

Keeping us safe from endless strife.

They stood like walls of holy fire,

Sent from Heaven, bound by higher desire.

Chorus

Angels in armor, with swords drawn high,

Guarding the way between earth and sky.

Warriors in light, they watch and they warn,

Guides on the path where faith is reborn.

When we’re lost and astray, they light the night—

Angels in armor, defending what’s right.

Verse 2

On a winding road, in the desert’s dust,

A donkey sees what a man can’t trust.

A sword held high in an unseen hand,

An angel's voice to guide and command.

Balaam’s path was dark and twisted,

But mercy blocked where pride resisted.

Chorus

Angels in armor, with swords drawn high,

Guarding the way between earth and sky.

Warriors in light, they watch and they warn,

Guides on the path where faith is reborn.

When we’re lost and astray, they light the night—

Angels in armor, defending what’s right.

Bridge

They don’t always speak, they don’t always show,

But their flame keeps watch wherever we go.

Keeping the gate, holding the line,

Guiding the lost with signs divine.

Whether hidden in clouds or blazing like suns,

They shield the faithful till the victory’s won.

Chorus

Angels in armor, with swords drawn high,

Guarding the way between earth and sky.

Warriors in light, they watch and they warn,

Guides on the path where faith is reborn.

When we’re lost and astray, they light the night—

Angels in armor, defending what’s right.

Outro

So when shadows fall and doubt takes hold,

Remember the guardians, fierce and bold.

They’re sent from Heaven, pure and bright,

Angels in armor, keeping watch in the night.