Cowboy Bob Sorensen

by Cowboy Bob Sorensen  This is a quick bit of weirdness that I came across when preparing for a post. The article that will be featured involves a Darwinian fantasy about pre-humans and how chewing helped their brains get bigger. Yes, some jaspers really think that. The article goes on to discuss fire and cooked food and had a picture of allegedly primitive hominins around a fire Since I do not like to use the same image used by the post I am featuring, I remembered this one, which has been listed as public domain: Artist's conception of Neanderthals 60,000 years ago, NASA / JPL-Caltech (usage does not imply endorsement of site contents) Although the picture is all over the web, some users gave credit to the source. (I like to do that as well, even when not required.) It's supposed to be humans at 60,000 Darwin years ago, and some credits say that those are Neanderthals. (The article at the link below the picture implies they were looking at Mars during a close approach to Ea

by Cowboy Bob Sorensen Yeah, I know. People who work for a living are told to act professional-like, and are constantly reminded of it. Here is an example that shows professionalism — or the lack thereof — in action. Just a few days ago, I was in town with Roland Meadows, the fiancé of my prospector friend Stormie Waters. Since Roland wanted to get Stormie a gift, we then headed for a bigger town that has one of those big box stores with a passel of stuff. Clothing for sale, Pexels / Marcus Winkler While he was browsing for a gift, I was also wandering. I saw an employee putting things back on the shelf (people ransack these places), and someone came up to him. "Do you know that person working the counter over there?" "I don't —" the employee began to reply. "Well, I asked a question and was told it was stupid and was laughed at! I've had a hard life..." He went on for a few more seconds with a profane tirade, apologized to the employee for cursing

by Cowboy Bob Sorensen  It was one of those nights where I lost some sleep, and frustrating because I had to go to work the next day. Tough it out and pray for strength. Have you experienced dreams that stay with you throughout the day? This was not one of those. Instead, I was laying there at four in the A. of M. trying to remember it so I could write this here article. The first dream that I will mention, however, did  stay with me. I remember most of it rather well years later. Old house, Pixabay / Peter H In the older dream, I was walking alone on a very straight country lane on a very fine day. It was unpaved and there were no fences. Coming toward me was a figure in a hooded black robe, and a dog (like a Labrador Retriever, but with a bit more hair). The dog ignored me and kept on going, but I knew the other character was a demon. I was annoyed, and my immediate response was to rebuke it. "Satan, in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and the blood shed on the cross —" &q

Wow, it has been quite a while since I posted here! I try to do it once a month but failed on that. The series on why that atheist hates me will continue once things get stabilized in my life. Got some ideas I want to work into it. Some years ago, someone saddled me (heh!) with the nickname Cowboy Bob, and I got the bit in my teeth and galloped with it. Although I don't know nothin' 'bout no hayburners, it fits the attitude inside. I realized that "cowboy" fits me, and I learned that my father was also a cowboy at heart. Pre-employment drug testing, Flickr / Cambodia, P.I Network ( CC BY 2.0 ) Being a venomous snake wrangler at Universal Widgets* has its perks, is interesting, and even fun. I can ride into town for supplies, see Stormie Waters and other friends, and even visit with some of the hands at the Darwin Ranch like Rusty Swingset (yes, there are a few where we can shake hands and part friendly). But I wanted something else in my employment, so I applied

Glory to God, Jesus Christ has risen from the dead! That means he has defeated death, and all who believe in him have the blessed hope of eternal life. There is a fearful expectation of eternal life in Hell for those who have rejected God's offer of salvation. It is amazing that atheists are so hateful, and without hope in life, that they not only spit in the face of Jesus, but try to destroy our faith. Nothing can separate us from the love of Christ. Our hope is certain because it is based on the person of Jesus. Don't let anyone try to take your eyes off him! Pixabay / congerdesign I'm not going to post an article here. Instead, here's a list of what I've written up for this Easter season. Some of these were written several months in advance: The Crucifixion and Counting to Three — People say it is not possible to get three days from the Crucifixion on Friday to the Resurrection on Sunday. Modern readers of ancient texts have a habit of imposing their own culture

by Cowboy Bob Sorensen  Professing atheists are known for attacking Christians — especially biblical creationists (it's who they are and what they do), but seldom go after other religions. There are always people who believe things that we reject, but to seek those people out and and subject them to vituperation is petty and emotionally immature. God calls atheists fools  (Psalm 14:1), the Hebrew word is nabal (נָבָל) and denotes morally wicked, not necessarily stupid. However, since sin ruins everything it touches, many allegedly smart atheists are incapable of reason. Let me tell you about a couple of them, one in particular. Artist's conception of Trojan asteroids /  NASA / JPL-Caltech (usage does not imply endorsement of site contents) When working for Stroid Mining ( stroid  is a compression of asteroid ), our base was Marvin, on Mars. Sorta. While there wasn't a space station, we did have some big ships. They had science analysis stations to determine which stroids