The No Kool-Aid Zone Blog
I don't drink the Kool-Aid. For Anyone.
Please Pray for Warren Throckmorton
To those of my readers who know–even if only by name–our dear friend Warren Throckmorton, please pray for him today, along with his wife Debbie and dear family. Warren suffered a heart attack on Sunday, and will be undergoing triple bypass surgery at noon today (Tuesday the 18th). I will keep you posted as I…
More Wisdom from a Dead Guy: Richard Niebuhr on "Osteenism"
Whenever I see a book referred to repeatedly by other authors I’m reading, I’m usually intrigued to read it for myself. This had yielded mixed results: the book Idols for Destruction, by Herbert Schlossberg, is one such book; after seeing it referenced in so many things I was reading a few years back, I read…
Wisdom from a Dead Guy: A.W. Tozer on the Church
From A.W. Tozer’s book, God Tells the Man Who Cares, his entry entitled “The Vital Place of the Church”: The highest expression of the will of God in this age is the church which He purchased with His own blood. To be scripturally valid any religious activity must be part of the church. Let it…
2 or 3 or 4 or…17?
As if this were not entirely predictable… As I have consistently said ever since I first heard the term “gay marriage” some 15-20 years ago, this argument would be inevitable, and while I could certainly be wrong about this–because we don’t adopt every silly idea that comes along the pike (remember the “nuclear freeze”?)–it seems…
The Anatomy of a Kool-Aid Drinker
When I began this blog over eight years ago, the name I chose was not “The No Kool-Aid Zone”; rather, that title was my “byline” of sorts, a la Bill O’Reilly using “The No Spin Zone” as his byline. The full truth of the matter is that I never actually changed the name from “A…
What Do You Get…
When you think with your heart instead of with your brain? California. Ed. note: I have decided–and I’m serious here–that if I ever had to live in California (imagine saying that in the 1960s, when “California is the place you oughta be”), I would say to myself, “it’s not America, Byron, and in a lot…