Dreamcatchers
Many people believe that hanging a dreamcatcher above your bed, will prevent you having nightmares. Apparently, the dreamcatcher’s web, catches bad dreams, while the good dreams somehow escape.
Okay, a couple of thoughts about dreamcatchers…
Firstly, I don’t recommend having one. The belief behind them originates from native-american spirituality and (in my opinion) you’ll probably attract nightmares rather than repel them
Secondly, a surprising number of people have them hanging from the rear-view mirrors of their cars. My question is this…
Do people have them hanging in their cars so they won’t get nightmares when they fall asleep at the wheel?
It’s good being a guy
After seeing my wife go through 4 births, it makes me really appreciate that God made me a guy! I have compiled a good-clean list (some original, some unoriginal) of the top 20 reasons why it’s good to be a man(drake).
- You never have to give birth.
- You know stuff about tanks.
- Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
- You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
- You can be showered and ready to go in 10 minutes.
- You can go to the bathroom without a support group.
- You can take your shirt off on a hot day.
- The world is your urinal.
- You can sit with your knees apart no matter what you’re wearing.
- Gray hair and wrinkles only add character.
- Flowers fix everything.
- You can kill your own food.
- It never is that time of the month.
- You aren’t expected to remember everyone’s birthdays and anniversaries.
- The occasional well-rendered burp is practically expected.
- You can drop by to see a friend without having to bring a little gift.
- You can open all your own jars.
- You don’t have to shave below your neck.
- Bathroom lines are 90% shorter.
- Christmas shopping can be accomplished for 25 relatives, on December 24th, in 45 minutes.
New Zealand Bigfoot
Ever since I was old enough to remember, I have been fascinated by stories of Bigfoot. The big “Readers Digest Book of Unexplained Mysteries and Monsters” on our family bookshelf probably didn’t help my imagination any, and I would dream of one day exploring the American wilderness, in search of Sasquatch.
It is enjoyable to surmise about such things, and who really knows? Myths and legends usually originate from something far less sensational… Or do they?
I was in the library the other day, and found a book on New Zealand Mysteries. Much to my surprise and delight, I have discovered that we have our very own Bigfoot legend here in Godzone. “The Moehau Man”. (scary music starts now.)
Here are some interesting facts on New Zealand’s Bigfoot…
Reports have persisted for many years that there is a creature lurking in the Moehau mountain range on the Northern end of the Coromandel Peninsula.
The reports of giant man-beasts in the Moehau’s date back to pre-european times.The ancient Maori had places in New Zealand where they dare not go. The Moehau mountain range was one of those places.
Gold prospectors in the 1870’s were terrified by the sight of what they called “large, long-haired manbeasts”. During this time ‘The Moehau Man’ was actually blamed for the death of a minor. Apparently a corpse was found with its head ripped off, and partially fed upon, and about two weeks later a woman was dragged out of her cabin, apparently by Moehau. People were warned in the area not to go out in the bush alone.
In 1969 an Australian tourist, Vera Marshall, said she had seen a gorilla-like animal while out on a bush walk. In 1972, two men who were pig hunting in the Coromandel Ranges saw what they described as a 2 meter tall apelike creature.
There are stories of a gorilla that was released in the peninsula from a ship in the late 1800s. It was never caught. Perhaps the sightings were a case of mistaken identity? Who knows.
So, next time you go camping in the Moehau Mountains, take your camera with you, and maybe an elephant gun.
Sources:
“New Zealand Mysteries” by Nicola McCloy
“Cryptozoology” by Jena Shaw
“The Maori Race” by Edward Tregear
Innocent
I’m loving this song by Stellar Kart! I remember growing up in the days where the most violent show on the tele was The A Team, and even movies with profanity were overdubbed when shown on TV. Times have changed, and as Christians we must revive a passion for purity and innocence. As the songs goes…
I want to be innocent
Yours wholeheartedly
Innocent
every part of me
Take me back so I can see
The way that love was meant to be
(I need to get a synth-axe!)
Harp In My Heart
One of my all time favouite worship songs is “Harp In My Heart” by Kevin Prosch (From the album Palanquin).
I heard it for the first time a few years ago, during a fairly deep valley-time in my life, and it ministered to me in an profound way. There is no disputing the fact that he has an amazing and unique annointing on his songs. Sometimes I think that, in our Christian culture of perfected, musically brilliant, consumer-driven worship music, we may have lost the reason why we worship in the first place… Which is connecting with God, as frail, very-human beings, and despite our trials, choosing to worship Him in spirit and in truth. Below is “Harp In My Heart” performed live in the Netherlands.
