Posts Tagged ‘Religion’

What Would Jesus Do?

September 30, 2012

The expression, “What would Jesus do,” has almost if not quite reached the stage of blasphemy and it is to be hoped that it will be given a rest.

When a man uses it as a guide for his own conduct it is most commendable, but when he applies it to the life of others he travesties the life and character and omnipotence of the Christ. The man who judges for himself what Jesus would do and tries to do it will dignify the cause of religion.

The man who judges for others what Jesus would do assists in making a mockery of religion.

Adams County Free Press (Corning, Iowa) Mar 21, 1900

A Thought – Overcome Evil

September 23, 2012

Lima News (Lima, Ohio) Nov 12, 1926

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The Egyptian Muslim Brotherhood slogan:

“Allah is our objective; the Quran is our law, the Prophet is our leader; Jihad is our way; and death for the sake of Allah is the highest of our aspirations.”

Quote from Weasel Zippers

Professor or Fool

September 9, 2012

PROFESSOR OR FOOL

Good Father O’Toole as a general rule
Had little regard for professor or fool,
The fool knew but few things, and little of such
The professor a few things a little too much,
The one made the error of knowledge too small,
The other of thinking that learning was all.

Good Father O’Toole, always quiet and cool,
Thought little of dunces who sat on a stool,
And less of professors who sat on a chair
And thought that the center of learning was there,
Whenever he asked their opinion or view,
Then one was mistaken and one never knew.

Good Father O’Toole, of the town of Dromgoole,
Was a fisher of men in humanity’s pool,
And always came home with a generous pail,
But never a minnow and never a whale.
The man who was common, the woman as kind,
He said were the ones that he wanted to find.

Good Father O’Toole as a general rule
Had more at his masses and more in his school,
Who thought that religion was something to do,
Not something to laugh at, or prove wasn’t true
For life is to live, not to dally or doubt,
No fool or professor can figure it out.

Copyright, 1936, by Douglas Malloch

Sheboygan Press (Sheboygan, Wisconsin) Sep 14, 1936

Stand as an Anvil

June 11, 2012

Image from Catholic Spiritual Direction

From the Missionary.

Stand as an Anvil, When it is Beaten Down.
[St. Ignatius to St. Polycarp: both Martyrs.]

“Stand, like an anvil,” when the stroke
Of stalwart men falls fierce and fast;
Storms but more deeply root the oak,
Whose brawny arms embrace the blast.

“Stand, like an anvil,” when the sparks
Fly far and wide, a fiery shower;
Virtue and truth must still be marks,
Where malice proves its want of power.

“Stand, like an anvil,” when the sound
Of ponderous hammers pains the ear;
Thine, but the still and stern rebound
Of the great heart that cannot fear.

“Stand, like an anvil.” Noise and heat
Are of earth and die with time,
The soul, like God, its source and seat,
Is solemn, still, serene, sublime.

Riverside, St. Barnabas’s Day, ’49. G.W.D.

Hillsdale Whig Standard (Hillsdale, Michigan) Jul 17, 1849

Does Thee Believe in France?

June 9, 2012

A skeptical young collegian confronted an old Quaker with the statement that he did not believe in the Bible. Said the Quaker;

“Does thee believe in France?”

“Yes, for though I have not seen it I have seen others that have; besides, there is plenty of corroborative proof that such a country does exist.”

“Then thee will not believe anything thee or others has not seen.”

“No, to be sure I won’t.”

“Did thee ever see thy own brains?”

“No.”

“Ever see anybody that did?”

“No.”

“Does thee believe thee has any?”

The Hillsdale Standard (Hillsdale, Michigan) Aug 4, 1868

Did Mohammed Believe in Himself?

May 21, 2012

Image from Zombietime

Did Mohammed Believe in Himself?

However strange it may appear, the heavenly origin of his revelations, obtained though they were from fallible and imperfect sources, appears to have been believed by Mohammed himself.

It would be against the analogy of his entire life, to suppose a continuing sense of fraud — a consciousness that the whole was a fabrication of his own mind, an imposition upon his followers, an impious assumption of the name of the Almighty. Occasional doubts and misgivings, especially when he first submitted to Jewish promting, there may have been; but a process similar to that by which he first assured himself of his own inspiration, quickly put them to flight. The absence of spiritual light and of opportunities for obtaining it which excused this marvelous self-deception in the early prophetical life of Mohammed, cannot be pleaded for his later years. Ignorance was no longer then involuntary. The means of reaching a truer knowledge lay plentifully within his reach. But they were not heeded; or rather they were deliberately rejected, because a position had been already taken up from which there could be no receding without discredit or inconsistency.

The living inspiration of God vouch-safed to himself was surely better and more safe than the recorded revelations of former prophets; it was at any rate more incomparable more authoritative than the uncertain doctrines deduced from them by their erring adherents. Thus did ignorance become wilful. Light was at hand; but Mohammed preferred darkness. He chose to walk “in the glimmerings of his own fire, and in the sparks which he had kindled.” — Muir’s Life of Mohammed.

Richland County Observer (Richland Center, Wisconsin) Jun 29, 1858

A Queer Sort of Hymn

March 25, 2012

Image from Trees for Life

The Cherry Tree Carol (music and lyrics)

A Queer Sort of Hymn.

[From the Boston Watchman.]

The Baroness Coutts, whose charities are known all over the world, has built many churches, and among others St. Stephen’s, in Westminister, where a congregation of Ritualistic Episcopalians worship. Here is the hymn they sang on New Year’s Day. We almost hesitate to admit it to our columns, yet it illustrates a phase of religious life; it is a “sign of the times,” and therefore we print it:

Joseph was an old man,
An old man was he,
He married sweet Mary,
And a virgin was she.

As they went a-walking,
In the garden so gay,
Maid Mary spied cherries
Hanging over yon tree.

Mary said to Joseph,
With her sweet lip so mild,
“Pluck these cherries, Joseph,
For to give to my child.”

“Oh! then,” replied Joseph,
With words so unkind,
“I will pluck no cherries
For to give to thy child.”

Mary said to cherry tree,
“Bow down to my knee,
That I may pluck cherries
By one, two, and three.”

The uppermost sprig then
Bowed down to her knee;
“Thus you may see, Joseph,
These cherries are for me.”

“Oh! eat your cherries, Mary,
Oh! eat your cherries now;
Oh! eat your cherries, Mary,
That grow upon the bough.”

Galveston Daily News (Galveston, Texas) Mar 5, 1876

The Guide Post

January 8, 2012

The Guide Post.

Translated by Bayard Taylor from the Alemadnic-German dialect of John Peter Hebel.

D’ye know the road to th’ bar’l o’ flour?
At break o’ day let down the bars,
And plough y’r wheat-field hour by hour,
Till sundown — yes, till shade o’ starts.

You peg away the livelong day,
Nor loaf away, nor gape around;
And that’s the road to the thrashing’-floor,
And into the kitchen, I’ll be bound.

D’ye know the road where the dollars lay?
Follow the red cents here and there;
For if a man leaves them I can guess,
He won’t find dollars any where.

D’ye know the road to Sunday’s rest?
Jist don’t o’ week-day’s be afeard;
In field and workshop do y’r best,
And Sunday comes itself, I’ve heard.

On Saturday’s it’s not far off,
And brings a basketful o’ cheer, —
A roast and lots o’ garden stuff,
And, like as not, a jug o’ beer!

D’ye know the road to poverty?
Turn in at any tavern sign;
Turn in — it’s temptin’ as can be;
There’s bran new cards and liquor fine.

In the last tavern there’s a sack,
And, when the cash y’r pockets quit,
Jist hand the wallet on y’r back.
You vagabond! see how it fits!

D’ye know what road to honor leads?
And good old age? — a lovely sight!
By way o’ temperance, honest deeds,
And tryin’ to do y’r duty right.

And when the roads forks, ary side,
And you’re in doubt which one it is,
Stand still, and let your conscience guide;
Thank God, it can’t lead much amiss!

And now the road to church yard gate
You needn’t ask! Go anywhere!
For, whether roundabout or straight,
All roads, at last, ‘ll bring you there.

Go, fearin’ God, but loving more!
I’ve tried to be an honest guide, —
You’ll find the grave has got a door,
And something for you t’other side.

Appleton Motor (Appleton, Wisconsin) Jul 3, 1862

bio – pg 71

Cross Words and Crosswords

January 5, 2012

Cross and Puzzled

A Cross Word puzzle is a cinch for some,
But not very easy for a fellow who’s dumb.
They give you a word and you hunt for its mate,
You work on it from early morn until late,
You think you have found just the word that you need,
You tax your brain till you’re way off your feed,
The dictionary you look into, page after page,
When you can’t find the word, you fly off in a rage
And when the time comes to creep into your bed,
You can’t get to sleep; words run through your head.
“O, when will this craze be over”, you cry
The answer comes back: “In the sweet bye and bye”.
It’s good for the intellect of some that we know
But as for poor me, there’s not a ghost of a show.
D.L.C.

Daily Messenger (Canadaigua, New York) Jan 26, 1925


Crossword Religion

Opinion will be divided upon the unique plan of Rev. George W. McElveen of stimulating interest in the church through the agency of the crossword puzzle. Rev. McElveen, who is pastor of the Knoxville Baptist Church, of Pittsburgh, Pa., recently announced that the congregation would have to solve a crossword puzzle before he would preach his sermon. The puzzle spaces were mapped out on a huge blackboard and suspended by the pulpit and the congregation had to guess the correct words for them. when completed the words formed the text of the sermon.

The idea of the crossword puzzle is old but this particular application of it is new indeed and was undertaken by Rev. Mc Elveen, it is understood in an effort to give his church a little more life and activity and add an additional interest to a perhaps dry theological dissertation. As is usual with an entirely new idea there is much discussion both for and against, some persons holding that the reverend gentleman’s plan is a forward step in modernizing religion and making it palatable for the younger generation. the opposite side, however, consists mostly of older, and perhaps more orthodox church goers, deplores this tendency to introduce any innovations in the church services. It is doubtful, however, if many other ministers try the scheme until they find out how the plan worked in Rev. McElveen’s church.

Portsmouth Herald (Portsmouth, New Hampshire) Dec 3, 1924

Echoes of many family jars in this community lately have reached our ears. Knowing, of course, that wifie is not always “dovey” in hunting season time, we attributed the many domestic squabbles to that cause. Now, according to the following, it isn’t hunting season, or bobbed hair, that’s causing all the trouble, but — well, read it for yourself:

Lancaster, Pa., Dec. 3 — Edith M. Fry of Ephrata, told a jury in court today that her husband, Alvin B. Fry, beat her because she was unable to figure how much “gas” it required to drive the family automobile from their home to Washington. The jury granted her a divorce. But the husband says he hit his wife only after she had put across an uppercut that closed one eye. He contested the divorce. Apparently the husband was a crossword puzzle fan, for, according to testimony, he frequently heaved the dictionary at his wife when she failed to give prompt definitions to words he propounded.

Clearfield Progress (Clearfield, Pennsylvania) Dec 5, 1924

Crossword puzzle in Latin will be introduce on examination at Milton Academy this year for Latin students.

Daily Messenger (Canadaigua, New York) Dec 19, 1924

Knocking Out Old Santa Claus

December 11, 2011

The St. Louis Post Dispatch has the following jab at Hamilton and her preachers:

The Protestant ministers of Hamilton, O., are protesting against Santa Claus. They have decided that the old man is a myth, and “that the churches are not justified in fostering even so innocent a superstition;” also “that Christmas entertainment programs should be confined to Christmas carols” minus the Christmas candy.

This blow, alas, is very hard;
But dear old Santa Claus is barred;
He has been sentenced to eviction
By certain ministers, because
They say, (oh, fury!) Santa Claus
Is nothing more than childish fiction.
No more the children he will please
With Christmas toys and Christmas trees,
Nor come to cheer them from a distance.
Because you see, old Santy C. —
The case is plain as plain can be —
Has no corporeal existence!
The preachers say it is not right,
Although delusions bring delight,
To foster such a superstition,
And make the children all believe
That Santa’s real. (To deceive
Them would be such an imposition.
No more in some mysterious way
Will they be cheered on Christmas day
With candies, nuts and things in barrels,
But to improve their little souls
And save them from perdition’s coals,
They’ll be regaled with Christmas carols.
Oh, what a treat ’twill be for them
To sing about Jerusalem,
While other gredy kids are sitting
Around some foolish Christmas tree
And eating (such vulgarity!)
Until their sides are nearly splitting.
Yes, Santa Claus is banned and barred
From Hamilton Ohio’s yard,
While all the world exclaims, “Oh fie. oh!
But is the old boy down and out?
No! He will simply change his route,
And cut out Hamilton, Ohio.

The Newark Advocate (Newark, Ohio) Dec 24, 1902

Corpus Christi Times (Corpus Christi, Texas) Dec 11, 1951