Win10 Update Control Toolset

Some developers are determined to help you maintain control over Windows 10. But wouldn’t you know? This early effort requires you install more than one tool to get that control. But if you are technologically inclined, you can do this.

Beta News has you covered: How to get total control over Windows 10’s automatic updates. The article links to a trio of downloads and instructions so that you can forestall forced updates. It’s a bit of humor to note that “Beta News” is covering this, since it seems for all the world that Win10 is still in beta development stage. Given the record of breakage and seeming experimental nature of some Win10 updates, you are fully justified in delaying things until any fallout becomes more obvious.

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Debian Desktop: Caching Nameserver (DNS)

Most people are vaguely aware that Windows by default includes a service that keeps track of your favorite sites and stashes the DNS reference (IP address) so it won’t have to keep asking for the same address. Even laptops do it. We call that a “caching only namesever.” Most Linux distributions don’t do by default this for historical reasons.

If you run a search for how to set it up on Linux, chances are you’ll get instructions suitable for servers, but not for a simple desktop system, much less usable for a laptop. You’ll see references to a service called BIND. Or maybe you’ll run into references to something for Debian called “dnsmasq” — again, the instructions are almost invariably for servers, not for desktop machines.

Okay, the instructions are usually in there somewhere, but there is an ambiguity because you see all these other details that don’t apply and somehow the article fails to clarify that. On Debian desktop systems in particular it’s very simple, just four steps.

1. Install dnsmasq — Actually if you are running a typical desktop installation, a part of it is already there; it comes in the same package as Network Manager. That’s the ethernet symbol somewhere on your desktop that you can click to connect or disconnect from whatever networks are available. However, you’ll need a couple of other files that aren’t included by default. So install the full dnsmasq package from your Debian repository. That’s the name of the package.

2. Tell NetworkManager to use it — Log in as root and navigate to /etc/NetworkManager/ and edit the file NetworkManager.conf. Right near the top you’ll see a bracketed reference to “main” and you’ll need to add this line somewhere close to that. Mine looks like this:

[main]
plugins=ifupdown,keyfile
dns=dnsmasq

There may be other stuff in that file, but that’s not our concern here. Just make sure you have that third line that tells Network Manager to refer to dnsmasq for DNS queries. Save the file.

3. Set a high cache limit — Our dnsmasq service keeps it’s cache in RAM. When you reboot it goes away and you have to start over. But you have to tell it how much to keep until then. Still logged in as root, navigate back out to the /etc folder and edit dnsmasq.conf. Now this is a big file with lots of stuff in it, but you’ll need to scan down to about line 539 and look for a reference to “cache-size.” If it has a hashmark (#) in front, remove that. Then add a number like this:

cache-size=1000

Unless you really don’t do much on the Internet, that’s probably a good minimal number. On the other hand, unless you are always online and very eclectic, you aren’t likely to need more than 3000, so that’s a good maximum. So choose a setting between 1000 and 3000 and save the file.

4. Restart the Network Manager — Still logged in as root, run this command from a terminal window:

systemctl restart NetworkManager.service

That’s it. Now your Network Manager is using dnsmasq and your browser requests for DNS addresses should be faster for anything you’ve already visited between reboots of the system.

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Psalm 91

This is easily one of the best-loved psalms in almost any translation. We are told the Hebrew is quite lyrical in its own right. (Hint: Ephesians 6 echoes some of the thinking here.) So popular was this song that Satan threw it at Jesus, attempting to sucker the Lord into a legalistic literal application. Jesus wasn’t drawn into a petty dispute, but pointed out how the suggested miracle would violate the fundamental nature of faith itself. Instead, Jesus performed better, sometimes more spectacular miracles that served His Father’s divine purpose. This is not about a stack of miracles, but a genuine trust in God to do whatever it takes to make the mission of His glory happen.

This entire psalm rests on the image of Ancient Near Eastern feudalism. It matters not what service the servant renders, only that he remain utterly faithful in the business of his lord.

It’s not a question of where you belong, but to whom. In Ancient Hebrew culture, entering the service of some noble or king meant hanging out in his court until given a mission. However, when the mission is complete, to this court the servant returns as his home base. It’s hard to imagine a safer place, because to attack the servant requires attacking the ruler and his entire bodyguard.

And once upon a mission, who would dare to interfere? Your master’s reputation makes a huge difference. This is Jehovah, so we should hardly be surprised when Satan attempts to sucker us and draw us off the mission into any number of diversions that bring us into his slavery. That’s his job. It’s not so much the enslavement as the tempting diversion from which we are delivered if we are faithful at heart. Our Lord provides whatever it takes to remain healthy and covers us with His warmth against harsh weather. He is utterly trustworthy, so our confidence is better than any battle shield.

Night terrors and arrows are both threats that you don’t see coming. Night or day matters not, for God never sleeps. Death and destruction could come up next to you, but never touch you, sparing you rather like the Passover in the Exodus. It’s not that you won’t see mass destruction, but that it won’t have your name on it. So long as you are faithful in your Master’s business, it won’t matter where you go or what you do, He will insure that your shalom is undisturbed.

A part of that shalom is God keeping natural threats at bay. His Creation is no danger to those who serve the divine moral character that is woven into that Creation. Your feet will be shod with His sense of peace about things the other people fear.

God Himself offers the most extravagant promises. While this is written much like the standard protocol promises of any master taking on a new servant, we know that God can actually perform as Maker of all things. How long does it take for you to bring Him glory? Your life here won’t expire until He is finished, at which time you’ll be quite happy to go to your well-earned rest.

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My Head Was Filled with Crap

Colleges can be cheap in the sense that they often take shortcuts so that the administration can waste funding on self-aggrandizing schemes nobody else knows or cares about. One of the ways they cut corners is to put graduate students into the same classes as undergrads but make the former write more papers, which typically means reading more outside material on the same basic stuff covered in lectures and class discussions. Typically these grad students then make some kind of presentation to the rest of the class.

My college education record is far from typical, but I never tried to get above the baccalaureate level. Instead, I pursued my own outside readings of things never assigned for course work or tests. Even for research papers I felt driven to read well outside the range of what was required. Something I might find in a footnote turned into reading an entire fat tome or two that simply held my interest, never mind whether it helped me make any grades. Whether or not that made me any sharper or wiser is for others to assess, but I read way more than most of my peers in college both times that I attended formally. More than once an educated person assumed I had a master’s degree, at least.

Among the classes I attended were lots of courses in the Philosophy departments. Among at least a dozen or so lecturers, I recall only two professors who made any effort to help us understand some of crazy stuff philosophers can spew onto pages and pages of books. Two guys who remembered what it was like not to understand this crap — and they made sure we understood just how much of it was crap. Of all places, you might think a philosophy class would avoid making such harsh judgments, but trust me: Most writing in the field of philosophy is crazy shit you can’t possibly use, never mind whether you might imagine you understand it. It’s not useful because it makes no significant difference in human awareness. It doesn’t make the world a better place. I might not remember the names of all the famous philosophers (and theologians), but I can recall some of the idiocy that became sacred in that field.

But I didn’t stop there. While classes of useful depth were exceedingly rare, I also studied the philosophies of non-Western societies. Way back from my high school days, I stumbled into a program where students were offered really obscure stuff as electives led by some teachers who were just marking time in a public school while waiting for a better job at some university. Two of those classes would fall into the category of Comparative Civilizations. So I already had an inclination to pursue academic investigation of non-Western intellectual traditions.

Maybe I’m just dense, but I was nearly finished with my first BA when I was slapped upside the head with the statement that Christianity was born in a non-Western civilization. Graduating from that school did require me to get a job to make a living, but I also had more brain-time to devote to that issue. For the next decade I read a lot of stuff, mostly articles out of magazines and encyclopedic works, sometimes places like libraries or obscure little bookstores, all over the US and Europe. I was sometimes obsessed about the non-Western nature of the ancient Hebrew religion. In the process, I became ever more dismissive of what passes for philosophy in the Western traditions.

I know what I’m rejecting here. Oklahoma Baptist University is still slavish about worshiping Western Civilization. The last time I checked, the single biggest and most demanding course they offer as mandatory to every student passing through that institution is the combined study of Western History and Literature (and consequently, philosophy). A central assertion in that whole course of studies is that Western Civilization is inherently Christian, as you might expect from a Christian college. But that’s because “Christian” is defined in a highly perverted way that reads Western Civilization back into the Hebrew Scriptures. Only one professor admitted as much to me, and I recall it as a private conversation with someone loath to provoke the tenure committee. This same professor carefully made it abundantly clear in class that Hebrew thinking was radically different from Western. They called the Hebrew stuff “orientalisms” so that students would dismiss it as a curiosity, not germane.

I note in passing it was not just Western Civilization as a whole, but that hidden in the whole thing was an ugly iron demand that students adhere to the peculiar value system associated with Anglo-Saxon culture. We “celebrated” other cultures, but the core of our religious material was thoroughly Anglo-Saxon. We read Beowulf cover to cover and studied it in depth, as if it were an additional book of the Bible. Need I remind you that no thread of Western Civilization is more rapacious and spiteful than the Anglo-Saxon? Somewhere deep below the surface it seemed to say, “Never mind what you might think of it; this is what we are, so conform, dammit.” What does it do when “faith” is driven into that spooky territory of human self-awareness?

Western Civilization is the one and only place in human history where we see that religious faith is inherently unacceptable. If you accept the ground rules of Western epistemology, you cannot believe in God as someone who guides your moral decisions. Whatever it is you make of any deity, morality can never be anything more than mere sentiment because all morality is a human social and cultural construct. That is the quintessential assumption behind Western Civilization as a whole. This is why Western Christianity is so utterly powerless. All those efforts to make faith reasonable, by whatever terminology you choose, violates the very foundation of what Westerners consider “reason” in the first place. If you accept the basic assumptions of Western Civilization, you must reject Christ.

It constitutes a rejection if you redefine Him to the point He is no longer the quintessential Hebrew man. I continue in amazement that Western Christian professors can explain the huge difference between Western and Hebrew epistemologies and still not make the connection that Western Christianity is not actually Christlike. This is a basic assertion behind much of what I teach here. There were moments when my progress along that path lurched forward, but I didn’t get there overnight. For the longest time I still bought into the basic assumptions of Western Christianity and remained in that prison until the last moment I was ejected from a church. It was nothing formal, mind you, but that same corrupt, subtle background threatening that happens at churches all the time.

I don’t miss it.

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Meta: Fresh Article on the Static Site

One of the smartest psychologists I’ve ever known was Dr. Tom Yarbrough, a professor at Oklahoma Baptist University during my days there. Teaching an advanced class in Christian Psychology, he gave a lecture describing the clinical experience — a sort of HOWTO — of coming under the power of persistent conviction. Basically, he told us what to look for when it happens. My class was mostly preacher-boys, and we were so moved that we begged for a copy of his lecture notes. He was flattered and reproduced a typed version for us as a hand-out. I save my copy for a very long time. Sadly, the paper memento is gone, but I typed it into a text file and saved it years ago.

I teach that a genuine sense of conviction is essentially the same thing as heart-led. This blast from the past will show one of the major influences on my thinking. While I don’t recall him saying he did any course work there, he told us a major source of good psychology education was Rosemead School of Psychology.

It is the contention, here, that the “how” of doing implementation cannot come until we understand fully what can and will happen to us. When the term “us” is used, it will stand for laymen, clergy and every child-saint of God. Our present state is that we have a genuine love for Christ. It has to be true because we have seen and understood things that only the Holy Spirit could motivate us to do. As we look deep within, however, we find that we do not really love Christ as we ought. We must first come to recognize that if we are honest, the love of Christ is very small within us. We have to begin here.

Perhaps we have tried making ourselves love Christ with greater intensity, but have found that we are unable to do it. We may have discovered that love is not something we can force up out of us by an act of the will. And yet, Jesus said, “Love your neighbor.” The truth is that love is of such nature that it comes out of light-life. The only way we can get love is to get light. Therefore, God is willing to give His Spirit to those who ask Him. This Spirit will bring light within us, which begins to generate real power. If we love something enough, it will capture our thinking. Since we need motivation for cross-bearing, self-discipline, self-honesty, and God-likeness, we must ask God to pour fuel on the little flame until compassion burns brightly.

Suppose God answers our prayer for light and love. What will actually happen? Will we have some great Pentecostal power, in which we obtain new spiritual resources, complete deliverance from sin, deliverance from temptation, the evil that is in us driven out, the wrongs we have done will be overcome completely, and we shall find happiness, peace, joy, and completely victorious living? Is this what really happens? This is what we wish would happen. Then God’s miraculous power could do it, and we would not have much to do.

The Self — click the link and read it at Kiln of the Soul in PDF format. Feel free to save a copy for yourself.

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Archives: A Teacher’s Sorrow

How do I say “I love you”
without coming on too strong?
How do I touch you reassuringly,
without it seeming wrong?
I’d love to hug you;
my motive is pure.
To give you a friendship
strong and sure.
Not lusting,
but blessing;
Your heartbreak’s cure.

Will the world step aside that
I may your sorrows bear?
Or stand in the way and
threateningly stare?
For compassion’s strong grip,
it was you who reached first.
You knew I’d not censor
your tearful outburst.
To hold,
not scold,
when you felt accursed.

(Written during the time I worked as a substitute teacher and so many wounded kids reached out to me.)

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Eyes of the Soul

See this clearly: The destruction is wholly intentional.

America is coming apart and a handful of people expect to profit greatly from that. Their daily existence is a prayer to Abaddon and Mammon for mass hysteria and the attendant slaughter. It’s not so much hatred for their fellow humans, but a love for their own comfort. As one commenter noted recently here, it’s all about provoking a particular kind of fear and discomfort that allows them to herd people into choices that permit plunder.

The elite love a good race war. For some reason, the conflict between Blacks and Latinos never kicked off. It hasn’t been in the news lately, has it? The primary mechanism was supposed to be gangs, but don’t you love how the elites consistently underestimate the intelligence of gang leaders? There will be turf wars, of course, but the raw slaughter is pointless and the gangs know it. They aren’t willing to be manipulated against each other when they know that there is elite money behind the tension. They’ll seek ways to prey on the elite, instead.

So the elites are stirring other race wars. Indeed, I agree with Milo Yiannopoulos in that the “Black Lives Matter” racket is a supremacy movement. It was born from a violent encounter in which, given the actual facts of the matter, the cop was justified in using force against a criminal act. There’s an awful lot of elite white money behind the protests. And never mind the cops; elites are hoping that a bunch of scared white folks will start shooting a bunch of angry black folks and it will spiral out of control.

And the same elite money has been behind the really bad training and psychological conditioning given to police. The current brainwashing began in the mid-1980s; I read it with my own eyes as the new professional standards in law enforcement planning and training “doctrine” were first published. Provoking a frenzied fearful police presence was the easy part, but I sense the elites were disappointed with how long it took to bear fruit. But it is bearing fruit as today the police consider most random citizens their enemies, at least potentially, and treat them accordingly. The phrase “public service” is one of those quintessential Orwellian reversals of meaning. The public is never allowed to take advantage of anything “publicly owned.”

So the BLM provoked a number of range wars over alleged “public” lands and managed to get one guy to rise up against them a couple of years ago — Cliven Bundy. The Feds were outnumbered and out-gunned at the roundup, but they weren’t finished when they left. They were processing the intel from their planted agents and waited for a proper dramatic moment to spring the trap. In the aftermath of that bogus occupation at the Oregon wildlife refuge, the trap was sprung. It remains to be seen whether the Patriot Underground will respond further, and whether any of it will be genuine. Don’t look for the as-yet un-indicted “conspirators” to call up armed resistance to their prosecution. Too many of those you hear about are fakes. I tend to believe virtually anything making the news reports is ginned up drama, while the genuine resistance to oppression is hushed up.

I’m not the only writer who saw all of this coming, and a lot more besides. You won’t catch me rooting for any party in all of this nonsense. No, it didn’t have to be like this. Very early on, strong moral efforts did arise, only to be squelched by people with money invested in a bad outcome. Racial tension could have been buried long ago — indeed, it mostly was. Progress was slow, but it was progress and folks were generally at peace. You don’t get to hear about all the success stories; there is profit in human misery and tension, so things were stirred up. The standard ration of human misery was blown out of proportion. Outrageous demands were the new order of the day. I assure you virtually all of the political noise from the likes of the Civil Rights Movement has been funded by rich white folks hoping to get richer. They already knew that this kind of stuff could not solve anything; they don’t want a genuine solution.

For the time being, we see how the Internet has allowed at least a modicum of factual reporting and analysis to slip through to the common awareness. Trump would still be hiding in his offices were it not for the Internet. His frankness in rejecting the elite SJW agenda disrupts the manipulation machinery. And it has inspired others to start speaking their minds; check out the newly elected Travis County GOP chairman. Of course, we should look for the elite to eventually hijack this trend.

Will they hijack this blog, too? Here at Kiln of the Soul online parish, we also are wholly resting on the Internet. None of this would be possible without the unrestricted communications between us — unrestricted for now. The very nature of our heart-led teaching prevents us having one single outlook on all of this activity in the news. Instead, we focus on helping people find their own path to the heart-led life. We don’t get involved in this crap, but we sure do try to understand it so we can exploit it all as opportunities for Our Creator’s glory. It’s not that we welcome the suffering, neither at large nor of one side or another, but we make firm plans to compensate and adjust for all these dramatic changes.

Don’t be blind and pretend that these things are random. Don’t be blind and pretend there is some chance of steering things on the right path for society. Don’t be blind in thinking that these things really matter in themselves. Don’t be blind and fear that what you stand to lose is all that important. It’s all context and nothing more. Know it for what it is, and keep your eyes on the mission.

Reach out and touch those who cross your path and offer the solace of heart-led moral truth.

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So Speaks the Redbud

Sometimes I struggle with the words.

When I climbed up the embankment at the crash site yesterday where Midwest Boulevard passes under Turner Turnpike, what passed between me and that redbud tree with magenta buds peeking out on its branches was more than just some diffuse emotion. The physical contact was comforting and reduced my own internal jangling confusion just a little. I had ridden up there in response to some wordless moral imperative in the first place.

You could call it a sense of conviction, but that moment shared with an unfallen member of God’s Creation passed something to me that didn’t register on my conscious mind right away. The conscious mind is too immediate to process eternal moral stuff. I could tell you that God spoke to me from the middle of a bush that doesn’t yet appear aflame as it will later, but you might get the wrong impression from such an image. If I remind you that all Creation sings of God’s moral character, it might make more sense. But the tree itself had experienced things individually in its odd location there.

And perhaps the concrete abutment or the grass and dirt itself could have told me things, too, but I didn’t hear what they had to say. God chooses His own voice in His own time, and moral conviction cannot be expressed in terms of factual content. But there would be no point if there wasn’t some useful application. Let’s just say that using your heart as a sensory organ and allowing it to process those moral impressions independently will improve your understanding of God. And that’s the whole point, because Ultimate Truth is a Person, not a collection of mere data. I touched a living thing and it touched me in return, preparing me to discern things to which I might otherwise be blind.

So I can’t pass to you a precise outline of how it works, but I can share with you some of the results.

The rate of human mortality sits as a background fact in our awareness. The moral meaning of it is a little harder to assess in those terms. The redbud didn’t tell me what kind of man it was who crashed his vehicle into the concrete, nor what kind of stresses led up to that event. Instead, it told me of the moral distress his death represents as a change, part of a larger shift in the moral climate that includes a level of human torment not previously seen by anyone alive now. His death was not just the same old stuff we’ve seen in the past. His death is distinctly part of something bigger: More people will die in more unpleasant ways than we are used to hearing about. The hearing about it is the part that should worry us a little. Getting an accurate report is a sorrow that looms as ugly as does the facts of human torment.

I don’t pretend to know anything about the state of mind of the photographers and that KOCO info-babe wandering around out there in reflective safety vests. I do know that the images they gathered, if used at all, will be used to mislead people about the real moral importance of things. I know that because such is the very reason those broadcast companies exist. Nor do I imagine that my own private reverie was the one final truth of things there. I am altogether conscious about God using me, but I have to wonder how conscious those other folks were about dealing with our Creator. I wonder because I know beyond all doubt that this entire society is built on a substrate of lies and whatever folks have been doing to make things different is still built on that same false foundation. It won’t matter if folks pushing changes imagine those changes represent good or bad.

What the redbud had to say presumed that understanding.

What we have is the fruit of deception on a level so vast that it boggles the mind. You can see the tiny budding red blossoms, along with the greening of the grass as the fresh verdant sprigs come up in the midst of the dry golden strands. Can you see the destruction growing slowly around us? It was all put into place precisely so that it could be destroyed painfully. Our Enemy means to devour us. Humans souls were ground into hamburger from the beginning, and more will be masticated and burned beyond recognition very soon as it all comes to some kind of fraying edge that hides the end.

This is what’s on my mind as I process what passed between the redbud and me, and it’s what stands behind today’s post on the other blog.

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Team Player

To be honest, much of the prophetic or teaching material I write is aimed at hammering guys. To the degree I see my own sins in the mirror, they are the sins I see most clearly in my world at large. I confess I end up writing a lot that fails to address the feminine angle of things. A wise woman can extrapolate and see how it applies to her, but she also realizes my instincts are masculine to the core. Even when I write something about the feminine side of things, it ends up sounding like a warning to men to watch out for it. On the other hand, I don’t pretend to know how it feels to be a woman and I try to avoid lecturing women on how they ought to feel unless it’s an issue that is more universal in nature.

But as noted in the previous linked post from the Kiln blog, the Bible makes a potent distinction in the moral responsibilities of men versus women. We are all under the Curse of the Fall, but it rests differently on the two sexes. Redemptive mercy holds a vast territory of common elements, but ends up somewhat different between men and women in certain ways. In essence, God’s Word says, “That’s the way it is; deal with it.”

This shows up consistently across numerous details. For example in the Law of Moses, we see a warning that men and women should not wear the same clothing. While there is nothing specific about what that clothing must be, it does have to be different. Whatever it is you wear, it must within context signal the difference between which is which. We could go on to explore all the ways it has meaning, but my point is that it serves as an example of something consistent that manifests across the board. It doesn’t matter why or how you characterize the various influences in a given social context, the gender-bender look is a manifestation of rejection of God’s moral character.

As portrayed in the Eden narratives in the Bible, even before the Fall, there were fundamental role assignments in guarding against sin. Both sexes have their best capabilities in this mission. The lyrical wording of the Curse in Genesis 3 does serve as an indicator of what we should expect and points us toward redemptive measures. So it doesn’t matter if a woman sees male dominance as an evil privilege; she had best get used to it as something God says is out of her hands. Her redemption comes by investing herself in other pursuits. We do have some major problems with how Western cultural mythology interprets all of that, and I give lots of time to that here. However, the fundamental moral requirements don’t change just because everyone goes about it wrong. You can see that it’s a problem that affects you, but that does not mean you are called by God to fix the problem directly. Learn what God’s Word indicates is your best way of being a part of the solution without making things worse.

Making things worse shows up often in Old Testament History. One repeating theme is the longing for female deities. Everywhere you see it, there is no question that the Bible condemns it. I can agree it’s never explained directly why it’s so evil, but you should never doubt that there’s a problem with it. Can you not find your feminine redemption in the male image God seems to prefer? The problem is not in the revelation, but in your rejection of it. Let me attempt to offer some context.

That Adam manifested some serious moral failures in the Bible is not in dispute. Whole books have been written analyzing it, but I think most of them agree it was largely a matter of his laziness, perhaps being preoccupied with something that he felt was more worthy of his attention. At any rate, it was his job to step in and guard Eve from the Serpent. He should have been there to offer an argument about the enticement to eat the Forbidden Fruit. He failed; he allowed Eve to choose and went along with it. His motives weren’t pure. Paul notes that she was genuinely confused about things because it wasn’t her job. Of course, I’m characterizing because the story is not meant to be taken literally; it’s a parable of something beyond human comprehension. We end up with indicative language and symbolic logic, and we are obliged to deduce moral applications. That’s our job as children of the Father. So a literal description is simply not possible, but we have to make sure we understand the symbols in the broader context of Ancient Hebrew culture.

So the rest of the Bible keeps hinting back at that original context for us. A part of the Curse on womanhood is rebellion against her man. The obscure lyrical language in Genesis isn’t totally unreadable, but ambiguous enough that Western translators vary widely in what they give us in English. We get the picture that being shoved down into a subservient position to her man is a part of the Curse and we aren’t surprised that she’s not real happy with that. Whatever her position might have been before the Curse is lost to us, and what it is now is unpleasant. So from that point forward, we see women seeking ways to leverage some power against male authority. Obviously there is a right way to do that, but the Bible spends a lot of time discussing how it has been done wrong.

Part of the business of doing it wrong is appealing to authorities that would be hostile to her man. Not every female deity is mentioned in the Bible, but we do see a lot of bad ones used as leverage to interfere with male authority. There is problem enough with it being idolatry, but there is also that issue that it represents attempts to overturn whatever exercise of male authority women don’t like. There is this persistent image of women leading their men away from Jehovah through their private idols, as if they maintained a separate religion entirely.

Did you notice how the writer applauded in the first chapter of Esther the proclamation about wives honoring their husbands? There’s a lot of context not included in the text because the writer assumed it was common knowledge. In the Persian Empire there was a custom of marrying outside your national identity, or at least keeping a cosmopolitan harem. Aside from the obvious thrill for the guys to have a sexual smorgasbord, it was aimed at building cultural and political links to keep the empire united. Solomon appears to have used this ancient custom as an excuse for something less noble. But in the Persian Empire it had become a bit of a problem, in that these noble ladies began building their own little queendoms, keeping servants that spoke her native tongue and her husband having no clue what was going on. She could pursue her own political agenda right under his nose, often contrary to his agenda. This was a part of what Vashti had done by refusing to participate in some imperial ritual that supported something contrary to her personal political agenda. As a godly Hebrew noblewoman, Esther would never stoop to such a thing. Instead, she remained a member of her husband’s team and sought his personal best interest even as she tried to save her own people.

Western minds seldom grasp the true moral lesson of Esther. She never forgot that her commitment to Jehovah included a commitment to her man’s best interest. If the Creator didn’t give her leverage, then she knew she would have to die. But the whole thing had to follow a high moral path of staying on her husband’s team. She could never leverage any lesser power than God Almighty against his stupidity. If God doesn’t deliver, He must have something better in mind. She cannot substitute some lesser Daddy figure for God and try to manipulate things to overthrow her husband. Throughout Scripture, one of the biggest sins of womanhood is trying to leverage some other authority against her man. She can’t appeal to Mommy, either. Female idols are a symbol of that kind of rebellion, but we could say the same about all sorts of things. Accident or not, that the spelling and pronunciation of “idolatry” and “adultery” are so close is morally significant for us. A woman betraying her man’s trust is a harlot in one sense or another. He cannot truly engage God’s calling if she keeps interfering.

Ladies, your man might not be conscious of it completely, but he is wired to know when you are betraying his trust. Sometimes the most incomprehensible idiocy from him is a manifestation of the sense that you have betrayed some trust. Have you ever felt the irresistible urge to “take him down a notch” in front of other men? That was from the Devil.

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Perfect Tense

The ultimate power on this earth is the power to remain focused on the moral demands of the Spirit Realm. It’s not even a question of the ability to act on such a focus, but merely to keep that focus as an eternal commitment that carries you beyond this life. The power to so act some portion of the time is a gift from Heaven.

As part of the Curse of the Fall, we bear within ourselves a weakness the hinders perfection in our use of that power. There is a sense in which it’s typical to look back and see places where we came up short. Confession that the fault is ours is a critical element in keeping ourselves in the grip of that power. We should never be surprised when we fail, and never surprised when that power overcomes our failures. The interplay between these two is a tense drama that becomes our normal here in this world.

Thus, the Blood of Christ releases us from the ultimate claims of the Curse of the Fall, and we find some varied measure of that release demonstrated here. We rejoice in the potential while longing for the final redemption that takes us out of this shadowy existence into the full light of divine clarity. For some limited time, He keeps us here and we cannot possibly grasp while here the full reason for it. What we can grasp is the utter necessity of wading through this Vale of Sorrow with an eye for ways to glorify Him.

We don’t fight the Curse itself, but we fight whatever it is within us that belongs to the Curse. The Curse remains a part of our existence here because this existence itself is accursed. There will never be a Heaven on earth in any concrete sense; only in the symbolism of our redeemed awareness. The earth itself is not fallen, but we are. We are born under a forfeit to Satan’s dominion over a Creation we were meant to manage for God’s glory. Our fallen presence is how Satan exercises his dominion here where he is confined. We quickly run out of room to explain it in human language; our minds cannot bear the load of such truth because they remain partially under the Curse.

Even the pronouncement of the Curse in Genesis 3 is full of symbols because it is written in Heaven. It characterizes our moral reality while we live in this form here below. The Curse marks a powerful distinction between male and female. This isn’t how it should be for us, but redemption is certainly not found in denying the Curse nor demanding that such distinction be removed. The distinction is a part of the conditions we accept in the challenge to bring Him glory until the final, ultimate moment of eternal glory. A critical element in revelation is both the symbolism which puts the ultimate truth within our moral reach, and the necessity of understanding that we are limited and must reach, indeed.

Throughout human history, beginning very close to the exit from Eden through which humans were expelled, humans have sought to argue with God. The Fall itself was a dispute with God, a decision to usurp the authority God said did not belong to us. Our fundamental fallen nature rests on the native inclination to insist that we are capable of defining what is good and right, that our human reason and understanding is sufficient to discern ultimate truth without having to rest on God’s living communion with us. And a critical element in this endless dispute our fallen nature has with God is a rejection of the natural moral order imposed by His revelation on the distinction between male and female.

Whatever it ought to have been, we bear the responsibility for not keeping it there. In the very act of eating the forbidden fruit, we have passed judgment on God’s declared order of how the sexes are to relate. We are born rebelling against what is in our best interest because we imagine that we could come up with a better way of doing things. We are telling God that if this is what He put into place, He certainly could have done a better job and we proceed to tell Him what’s wrong with His plan by acting contrary to that plan. So a part of the Curse is that things will never be perfect in how the male and female relate while here in this world.

The best we can hope for is still pretty messy. There is a sense in which we cannot possibly live long enough to shed enough of our fallen nature to ever get it quite right. Even if we could get it right, it would never feel quite right. We can strive for perfection, but we have to learn to live with optimal, and optimal includes a certain amount of tension.

(Yes, the title of this post is a pun.)

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