Fox News:
OLDSMAR, Florida — A Florida woman found an 8-foot long alligator prowling in her kitchen late Monday night, authorities said.
Sandra Frosti, 69, said the alligator must have pushed through the screen door on the back porch and then walked through an open sliding glass door at her home in Oldsmar, just north of Tampa.
The alligator apparently then strolled through the living room, down a hall and into the kitchen.
A trapper removed the alligator, which was cut by a plate that was knocked to the ground during the chaos.
But no one inside the house was injured.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
"On trading fidelity to truth for present relevancy"
Sean Lucas has posted a great statement from Horatius Bonar at Reformation21
"Some well-meaning theological literateurs, or rather amateur theologians, who patronize religion in their own way, are fain to warn us of the danger of not "keeping abreast of the age," as if we were imperilling Christianity by not being quite so learned in modern speculations as they are. We should like, certainly, to "keep abreast" of all that is true and good, either in this age or any other; but as to doing more than that, or singling out this age as being pre-eminently worthy of being kept abreast of, we hesitate..."
"Some well-meaning theological literateurs, or rather amateur theologians, who patronize religion in their own way, are fain to warn us of the danger of not "keeping abreast of the age," as if we were imperilling Christianity by not being quite so learned in modern speculations as they are. We should like, certainly, to "keep abreast" of all that is true and good, either in this age or any other; but as to doing more than that, or singling out this age as being pre-eminently worthy of being kept abreast of, we hesitate..."
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Winter Thoughts
Snow covers the hills,
Intensifying the starlight.
Trees create pockets of shadows.
The lesser luminary,
Created to govern the night,
Rises.
Its doubly reflected light beckons;
I long to go into the quietness.
The solitude draws me…
I am wrapped in the shadow of the pines;
They comfort me with their stillness.
It is as if time has stopped…
Intensifying the starlight.
Trees create pockets of shadows.
The lesser luminary,
Created to govern the night,
Rises.
Its doubly reflected light beckons;
I long to go into the quietness.
The solitude draws me…
I am wrapped in the shadow of the pines;
They comfort me with their stillness.
It is as if time has stopped…
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
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