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A Mountain View and a Glorious Voice: A Pilgrim’s Spiritual Awakening

All the churches in France were empty. All the churches in Italy are closed. I must find my own way to worship.

I was listening to Sandy Patty’s “We Shall Behold Him.” If you know Sandy Patty, you know she starts off slowly, gets warmed up, then takes off, and finishes over the top.

While I was walking I could hear her picking up steam. The recording was LIVE. The crowd started clapping and cheering. They, I knew something special was coming.

Just as she was giving it her all, I turned the corner and was overwhelmed by the mountain view in front of me.

Glorious voice, jaw dropping view. I got chills. I got emotional. Tears would have come down except the cold stopped them.

Our God is an awesome God. Someday we shall behold him and see the Maker of such marvelous sounds and views.

I worshipped the Creator of everything on that mountain.

Awe-Inspiring Views: Rediscovering My Purpose

Yesterday I wrote about the negative thoughts. Today that changed. Did you all pray for me or something?
I put on my headphones and was listening to John Denver’s wildlife concert.

I’m not a swearing guy, but if I were, I’d start here. It sounded differently. I could hear every instrument, background singer, and Denver. It was weird. It was as if my feet sprouted ears and thought,

“I’m doing my best but I will try to add a little spring to my step.” Then I looked around from the top of a hill over the countryside and to me it was awe inspiring. No tears. But I was moved, my innards swelled. And, I forgot I was supposed to be tired, and remembered why I decided to go on this walk.

We took a rest day today, by covering only 12 miles instead of our usual 18-ish. We did some shopping for some things we wished we had. (Ex. I need a longer charging cord for my phone.)

If any of you happen to be on Whatsapp, you can connect with me there at 408-712-3268.
I have a lot more pics, and maybe we can even chat.

It rained AFTER we got to our lodging!
Today was a good day. An excellent day! Thanks for your good wishes, and prayers, too.

A Day of Rest and Reflection: Worship Beyond Sundays

Sunday is not the day of worship.

Today we took a day off of sorts. We went on to the next town, but it was just 10-ish miles away. Easiest day so far.

I’d like to think we took off because it’s Sunday and we should go to one of the many churches we have seen that have nobody in them. Nope, it just happened to be Sunday and it worked out to be an easy day in our long list of daily jaunts.

But …

I was listening to Michael W Smith as I walked. He did a live concert and the song Agnus Dei came on. It’s from Revelation 4. Worthy is the Lamb. He is Holy.

I am not a raise your hands up and sing kind of Christian. Nor am I unashamed of my faith. I will share anywhere, to anyone, anytime.

Before I left the States, I committed to pray (among other things) for a group of girls in Chattisggarh, India who have no home. I ask God daily to give them a home. I am provided for daily as a pilgrim. I want them to be provided for.

Our Father. He’s my father and their father. Holy is your name. I begin my prayer. As I walked, MW Smith sang ‘Worthy is the Lamb. You are holy.’ Suddenly the wind picked up, I looked up and raised my arms up! I don’t know why. Or maybe I do know why.

The next thing I did was look around to see who might be watching me.

Sunday is not the day of worship. Every day is a day of worship.

Today was a good day, a short day, a restful day, a day full of worship as I continued my trek.

Thanks for being here. Your comments and emoji-fying are very encouraging to me.

 

At 70, Taking on More Than I Can Chew?

Things I think I think.
Several of you have asked me what I think about when I’m walking. Before I answer, I want to say ‘Thank you!’ to all of you who hit an emoji, or leave a comment or share a post (plz share!) It’s very encouraging. More than you might think.

I wish I could say I think deep thoughts, but the truth is I try a lot of the time to not think. No kidding. Being honest here.

When I think, I think ‘What am I doing here?’ or ‘ What was I thinking when I thought that I could do this?’ or ‘Have I lost my marbles?’ or ‘Am I going to hurt myself permanently?’


When I think. I think of reasons why I should NOT be here trying to complete this walk. Negative thoughts far out way positive thoughts. So I try not to think.

There are a lot of reasons I can think of to quit. There is usually only one reason to continue – because I told myself I would continue. When a negative thought comes to mind, when a legitimate negative thought comes to mind, I tell myself often, ‘I’ll think about that later, AFTER I finish what I’ve started here.’

I’m pretty sure I’m not making much sense here. But I understand myself … usually.

I’ve been asked to speak at a retreat for an English speaking Chinese church. I use some of my walking time to prepare for that.

I have Libby on my phone and can download tons of audiobooks. I listen to books when I walk.
I make sure I have a Bible verse each day to chew on.
I try to think of something for Wilby to do each day.

I’m also only 11 days in on this 80+ day journey. I do want to go deep. Before that I want to find my feet, the confidence that I can continue. I think I can. Being honest here. I’m still not sure that at 70 (in September), I may have finally bit off more, make that way more, than I can chew.

Lost in a Sea of Yellow: A Journey from Canterbury to Rome

Musing #1.
Yesterday I walked from Canterbury to Rome. 16.7 miles.
And I broke one promise. Not to be stupid.
I saw a broken sign that said Foot Path. I was on foot and I saw a path…behind a broken fence. I decided to go anyway.
I got lost. Like in a giant cornfield lost, except they were flowers. Yellow flowers literally for as far as I could see to the left in right and ahead. Going back was a non starter.
It took me more than an hour to find my way out and I was barely any farther along than when I went in.
By the time I got to Dover I was exhausted. Worse. I felt like I had bit off more than I could chew. I went to sleep demoralized.
I’ll be back for more tomorrow.

The Curse of the Fish with the Golden Eye 

In the quiet fishing village of Bethsaida, there was a legend passed down for generations. It was said that deep beneath the waters of the Sea of Galilee lived a fish with a single golden eye. But this was no ordinary fish—it was cursed, and whoever caught it would face a terrible fate. Yet, despite the warnings, the lure of the gold always kept fishermen looking for the strange fish. 

The Unlucky Catch 

One late afternoon, as the sun was setting low over the hills, a fisherman named Yohanan cast his nets into the sea. He had heard the tale many times as a boy but paid it no mind. Like many others, he thought the story was nothing more than a way to keep young, inexperienced fishermen from being careless on the water. 

As Yohanan hauled his net in, he noticed something strange. The net felt heavy, but the weight wasn’t right—there wasn’t the familiar thrashing of a large school of fish. Instead, it was as if something enormous but silent was caught in the net. When he finally pulled it up, there it was: a single, massive fish, almost the size of a child. Its scales were a dull gray, except for its left eye, which shimmered like gold in the fading sunlight. 

Yohanan’s heart raced. He had heard of this fish—the one with the golden eye. But the sight of it before him, so real and strange, filled him with both awe and fear. For a moment, he was tempted to throw it back, but the thought of the fortune he could make if he sold the golden eye was too much to resist. He grabbed his knife, carefully removed the gleaming eye, and tossed the fish back into the sea. The fish sank silently, and the water was still again. 

Yohanan wrapped the golden eye in cloth and hid it in his boat. He would take it to the market in Tiberias and sell it to the wealthiest merchant he could find. He imagined the riches it would bring—no more nights toiling under the stars, no more struggles with torn nets or poor catches. This eye would change his life forever. 

The Omen 

That night, Yohanan anchored his boat in a small inlet near his home and went to sleep, already dreaming of the wealth that awaited him. But just before dawn, he was woken by a strange noise—a low, rhythmic thumping against the side of his boat, like something heavy brushing against the hull. Half-asleep, he went to investigate, but there was nothing. The water was calm, the night air still. 

The next day, Yohanan returned to the water to fish. He noticed that his catch was meager, unusually so. Where there had once been abundant schools, now there were only a few sickly fish in his nets. Over the next week, things only got worse. His nets tore more frequently. The fish he caught were small, weak, or diseased, often unusable. His fellow fishermen began to notice his misfortune. “The golden eye,” they whispered when he wasn’t around. “It’s cursed. He’s angered the spirits of the lake.” 

But Yohanan refused to believe it. He thought it was just bad luck—until the dreams began. 

The Haunting 

Each night, Yohanan dreamt of the fish with the golden eye. In his dreams, the fish grew larger and larger until it was bigger than his boat, its single remaining eye staring at him with a deep, unblinking sadness. The fish would circle his boat in silence, drawing closer with every turn, its gray body ghostlike in the moonlit water. No matter how far he tried to sail in the dream, the fish was always there, swimming just beneath the surface, its golden eye missing, leaving an empty, dark socket. 

One night, the dream changed. The fish rose up from the water, massive and terrible, and whispered in a voice that sounded like the rushing wind on a stormy night: “Return what you have taken, or your line will die with you.” 

Yohanan woke, drenched in sweat, his heart pounding. He didn’t believe in curses—or at least, he didn’t want to. But the fish in the lake were disappearing. His family was growing hungry, and the other fishermen had started avoiding him, fearing that his bad luck would spread to them. Desperate, he went to the village elders, confessing what he had done. 

The elders were grim. They told Yohanan that the fish with the golden eye had been in the lake since the days of King Solomon. Some said it was a creation of the wise king himself, meant to guard the waters, while others believed it was a spirit of the lake, angered by those who disrespected its ancient power. Whatever it was, the message was clear: the balance had been broken, and unless it was restored, Yohanan’s line—and perhaps the entire village—would face ruin. 

The Reckoning 

Yohanan, filled with regret, took the golden eye from where he had hidden it and sailed out into the middle of the lake. The water was unnaturally still, and the air felt heavy. He whispered a prayer, asking forgiveness, and threw the golden eye into the depths where he had first caught the fish. 

For a moment, nothing happened. Then the water began to churn, and from the depths, Yohanan saw the shadow of the fish rise up beneath his boat. But it did not surface. Instead, it swam beneath him once more, its massive body brushing lightly against the bottom of his boat as it disappeared into the deep. 

Yohanan returned to shore, unsure if the curse had been lifted. But the next day, his nets were full again—more fish than he had seen in weeks. The curse had passed, but the village would never forget. And from that day forward, no fisherman ever again dared seek out the fish with the golden eye

 

A Day of Trials: Hunger, Rain, and Determination on the Trail

We got a late start and ended up walking the entire day sans food, till our host served us dinner at 7:45. PM.

Abt an hour away from our destination the temps dropped maybe 10 degrees, the skies opened and torrents of rain fell and I had no time to get out my rain gear. I was cold, wet, hungry and moving slowly.

I heard a voice from heaven. “Bill. Is that you? I thought you were Noah with that beard and all.” I wasn’t amused.


I’ve taken to letting the accommodations I find dictate how far I walk the next day. With the help of my hosts, I can largely but not always find smth in the FFVF booklet of accommodations.

Early on I’ve walked way too many days over 30, 40, even 50km. I’ve learned I can do that but I don’t want to anymore.

With the delayed opening of the Pass, I don’t want to get there too early, for sure. June 1 is the day the Alps usually open. Heavy snow and now the word is as late as June 15.

Stay the course. If it were easy, everyone would do it. I keep plugging.

Another 17-18 mile (25km) day today. But Google never gets it right and always underestimates the distance. Why not surprise me with ‘Hah. You got here sooner than you thought.” Never happens.

Mark 1:16 – 20: Jesus’ Call to Ordinary Fishermen, A Revolutionary Step

Here’s a combined insight from both perspectives that will truly engage your listeners and add a surprising depth to the story of Jesus calling His first disciples: 

“Jesus’ Call Was Radically Countercultural—Breaking All the Rules” 

In first-century Jewish tradition, it was customary for disciples to seek out rabbis, applying for the honor to follow them after proving their knowledge and righteousness. Jesus flipped this script completely. Instead of waiting for qualified, religiously educated individuals to approach Him, He went directly to ordinary fishermen and called them to follow Him—uneducated men, without theological training. This act would have been shocking at the time, breaking every established convention for how spiritual leaders chose their followers. Jesus was showing that God’s kingdom was open to all, even to those who society might deem unworthy. 

“Leaving Behind the Nets Was a Radical Economic and Social Sacrifice” 

What makes this moment even more astounding is the economic and social context. Peter, Andrew, James, and John were not just walking away from a casual day job; they were leaving behind a significant economic investment in a lucrative fishing trade, likely a family business passed down through generations. In their culture, family and community ties were everything. By walking away, they risked not only their economic security but also their standing in the community, possibly even facing shame from their families. Their immediate, radical response to Jesus underscores the extraordinary nature of His call and the profound trust these men placed in Him. 

“Fishing Wasn’t Just a Job—It Was an Oppressive, Roman-Controlled Industry” 

Fishing in the Sea of Galilee wasn’t just a humble trade; it was part of a larger economic system heavily regulated by the Roman Empire. Fishermen needed licenses, and their catch was taxed by Roman authorities, making them part of a network of economic exploitation. When Jesus called them to become “fishers of men,” He wasn’t just inviting them to a spiritual mission—He was offering them liberation from an oppressive system. This deeper context shows that Jesus’ call was not just a spiritual act but also a subversive, revolutionary step toward freedom from the imperial forces that controlled their lives. 

“The Phrase ‘Fishers of Men’ Was a Bold Prophetic Declaration” 

Lastly, the phrase “fishers of men” carries powerful prophetic resonance from the Old Testament. Prophets like Jeremiah and Ezekiel used the image of fishing to describe God’s judgment—where fishermen would gather those who had strayed from His path. But here, Jesus reinterprets this metaphor entirely. Instead of fishing for judgment, His disciples are called to fish for salvation—to rescue people from the waters of sin and chaos, bringing them into the kingdom of God. It’s a stunning reversal, transforming what was once a symbol of condemnation into a mission of redemption and restoration. 

By combining these points, you can offer listeners a profound “wow” moment. They will see that Jesus’ call was not only spiritually radical but socially and economically revolutionary, and that His invitation carried deep prophetic significance, turning judgment into grace. 

Old Fish Tales 

Fishermen’s Tales and Folklore 

Fishermen and Literacy 

  • Limited Literacy but Strong Oral Traditions: Contrary to popular belief, some fishermen may have been semi-literate, particularly those involved in the business side of fish selling or leasing fishing rights. The need to keep track of earnings, taxes, and debts likely required basic numeracy and possibly some literacy. However, much of their knowledge, including navigation techniques, fishing locations, and weather reading, would have been passed down orally through generations. This oral culture was rich with inherited wisdom, making formal education less necessary for survival but still valuable in certain contexts. 

The Tale of Shim’on and the Silver Eel 

In the small fishing village of Migdal, not far from the bustling lakeside town of Capernaum, lived a fisherman named Shim’on. He wasn’t a man of many words, but his skill with the nets was famous across the Sea of Galilee. If anyone could pull in a catch on a stormy day, it was Shim’on. 

But Shim’on had a secret, a story he never told anyone, and it involved a mysterious creature that no one believed existed—an enormous silver eel that swam the depths of the lake. The local fishermen often whispered about it over their cups of watered wine, each with their own version of the tale. Some said the eel was a spirit of the deep, cursed by the gods for challenging the winds. Others claimed it was a treasure-hoarding beast that collected coins from shipwrecks. Shim’on, however, knew better. 

The Legend of the Silver Eel 

One evening, many years earlier, Shim’on was out on the lake with his father. They had gone to check their traps late at night, the way they sometimes did when the moon was high and fish rose to the surface in silvery shoals. Suddenly, something large struck their boat. Shim’on’s father, a man weathered by years on the water, turned pale. “The Nehash haKesef,” he muttered—the Silver Eel. 

The great beast, said to be as long as five men and covered in scales that shimmered like molten silver, was rarely seen. According to legend, it had once been a mighty guardian spirit of the lake, punished by the gods for some forgotten misdeed. Now it haunted the deepest parts of the sea, angry and vengeful. Some believed it sank boats on stormy nights, pulling men down to their watery graves. Shim’on’s father, though brave, feared the monster. 

That night, as the boat rocked violently in the sudden squall, Shim’on and his father saw a shimmering figure beneath the waves. It was no ordinary fish but a massive eel, its body flashing silver in the moonlight. Shim’on had been frozen with fear, but his father, desperate, grabbed an old bronze dagger from their chest—an heirloom passed down through the family. With a prayer to the God of Israel, he thrust the blade into the water where the creature had struck the boat. 

The sea suddenly grew calm. The eel disappeared, but the boat was heavily damaged, and Shim’on and his father had to row for hours to get back to shore. His father never spoke of that night again, and Shim’on, though haunted by what he’d seen, took up his father’s profession after he passed away. 

A Twist of Fate 

Years later, Shim’on was an older man, and his reputation as a fisherman had grown. One evening, he was out with his apprentice when they noticed the water around their boat starting to churn violently. Shim’on’s heart raced. Could it be the Silver Eel again? 

Sure enough, the moonlight revealed a huge shape circling beneath the boat, its scales glinting like silver coins. But this time, something was different. The creature didn’t seem angry—it was moving slowly, almost as if it were weak. 

Summoning all his courage, Shim’on reached over the side of the boat, his apprentice too terrified to act. The eel surfaced slightly, its massive head breaking the surface. Shim’on saw something strange lodged in its side—his father’s old bronze dagger, now green with age but still there, embedded in the creature’s skin. The eel had carried the wound for years. 

A strange realization washed over Shim’on. The creature was dying, and in its death throes, it had come to the surface, drawn back to the place where it had first been wounded. Shim’on, in a moment of compassion, did something that shocked his apprentice: he pulled the dagger out. 

The great eel flinched but then lay still. Shim’on thought it was dead, but then, to his amazement, the eel gave a flick of its massive tail and dove back down into the depths, leaving a trail of silver bubbles behind it. The water around the boat shimmered, and as the eel disappeared into the deep, Shim’on’s nets suddenly became impossibly heavy. 

When he pulled them in, they were full to bursting with fish of every kind, more than he had ever caught in a single night. His apprentice, still shaking, whispered, “Was it a blessing?” 

Shim’on only smiled. Perhaps the old legends about the Silver Eel had been wrong. Maybe it wasn’t a cursed spirit, but something else entirely—a guardian of the lake, bestowing fortune on those who showed it mercy. 

From that night on, Shim’on’s fortunes changed. The other fishermen marveled at how he always seemed to know where the best catches were. They joked that he had made a deal with the spirit of the deep, but Shim’on never told them the truth. 

And every so often, late at night when the moon was full, Shim’on would gaze out over the water, looking for the shimmer of silver beneath the waves. 

Fish in Ritual Magic and Folk Religion 

Fish as Amulets and Protective Symbols 

Fish were not only a source of sustenance but also had a role in ritual magic and folk religion in the ancient Near East. Fish symbols represented life, renewal, and abundance. Fishermen, as primary handlers of these creatures, sometimes participated in crafting amulets or charms using fish scales or bones, which were believed to offer protection from drowning or bring good fortune. These items, found in ancient marketplaces, suggest that fishermen may have sold such objects to sailors or traders. 

Fish Liver in Healing Rituals 

The Book of Tobit, popular in the first century, tells the story of the angel Raphael instructing Tobit to use a fish liver to cure his father’s blindness. This reflects a belief in the medicinal and magical properties of fish, particularly in healing. Fishermen may have quietly contributed to local folk medicine by supplying fish parts for these rituals. 

Fish in Magic and Sorcery 

Fish and fishing tools were sometimes used in ancient magical practices, blending folklore with the everyday life of fishermen. Ancient Jewish magical texts, such as those from the Cairo Geniza and Qumran, mention fish liver, guts, and scales in healing rituals. Though rooted in local folklore, these practices were similar to those found in Greco-Roman magical traditions. Fishermen could serve as informal healers or suppliers of magical ingredients, giving them a semi-secret role in the community. 

Amulets and Charms 

Some fishermen made and sold amulets or charms from fish parts, capitalizing on superstitions of those fearing long voyages or the dangers of the sea. These items reflect the fisherman’s role as both provider of sustenance and creator of protective talismans, playing on the fears and beliefs of their customers. 

Mystery of the Lake’s Depths 

The depths of the Sea of Galilee were often viewed with fear and mystery. Some Jews believed that Leviathan, the primeval sea monster, dwelled in these deep waters. Fishermen who worked in these areas, particularly during storms, may have shared these mythic fears, associating the lake’s depths with danger and the unknown. This belief in unseen powers lurking beneath the water likely influenced their perception of risk and reward in fishing. 

The Feast of Leviathan 

In Jewish texts, particularly those with apocalyptic themes, Leviathan is often associated with cosmic chaos. In the messianic age, it was believed that the righteous would feast on Leviathan, symbolizing the triumph of good over evil. For Galilean fishermen, who faced the daily challenges of the lake, this image of a divine banquet involving fish could have served as a powerful symbol of ultimate redemption and justice, where the dangers of the sea would be conquered. 

Fishermen as Rebels in the Jewish Revolts 

Role in the First Jewish-Roman War 

During the First Jewish-Roman War (66–73 CE), many fishermen from the Sea of Galilee joined the rebellion against Roman rule. Their knowledge of the lake and its surroundings made them effective insurgents, using their boats to transport weapons, supplies, and people, and engaging in naval skirmishes on the lake. 

Fishing Boats Repurposed as War Vessels 

Jewish historian Josephus documented battles where fishermen’s boats were adapted for combat. Although these smaller vessels were no match for Roman warships, fishermen played a crucial role in resistance efforts. After a significant battle, many fishermen and rebels were killed or drowned, with bodies washing ashore—a tragic loss for fishing communities, as numerous families lost their men to the war. 

 

 

Sermon on the Gospel of Mark 2:1-12

We’re in your 60s. But not all week, it depends, the worst thing you can do for your thumbs is texting. Seriously, texting, you go like this, you know, that’s what you’re rubbing on the back.

So what’s the best thing you know? Swipe. You swipe your new text for your thumb. Yeah, if you can learn to swipe, you will save your thumbs.

Nobody else can do that. Swiping will go save your thumbs. That’s what killed my thumbs.

Can I hold it? Did I start texting? I gave it to everybody else. No, I didn’t expect it to happen. But look, it goes over the back.

It’s kind of running around with bones where I’ve been getting the bones. Yeah, man, you take your thumb like it’s broken, you see, you and I just hit each other. That’s what it feels like all the time.

Yeah, you and your back. But what I’m going to do, better than not getting it all the way back. On my way here, I saw this.

I walked here and I said, I just put a picture on the window. Somebody’s house got a bunch of Halloween stuff. Wait a minute.

What was it? What was it? What was it? What was it? What was it? No, this is where you were there. Do you know that Americans spend $12 billion each year on Halloween? Really? $12 billion. Wow.

Oh, probably this is a thing. Can you hear me in decorations and costumes and parties and all that kind of stuff? But even more of them, they’ll spend $4 billion on buying costumes for their pets. Did you have to have pets? Yeah, you have to work for me out of a snake with them.

Stop. Did you buy costumes for it? Did you give it a treat or anything? You didn’t even give it a trick or treat or nothing? I just got told I’m like a cat. So Americans spend $4 billion each year buying costumes for your pets.

Americans spend more money on costumes for their pets than they give to charity. They give more money on buying costumes for their pets than they give to charity. Or do you buy clothes for a few people? Actually, charity, we give less to people who need it than to earn it to buy them a costume.

There’s a story about a woman that’s running in Southern California. She had it attacked by a mountain lion. She had four kids.

All the daughters took up the offering and they got $4,000 to donate to the kids. Yeah. And then a couple weeks later, they found a dead mountain lion.

And the cubs were all buying it. The point was they take care of the mountain lion’s cubs. They took up an offering and got $20,000.

More people gave money for the mountain cubs’ mother than for the real people’s mother. They said it was goofy here, right? And they asked, what in the world are you all? I’m not going to get down. You guys have that way, how are you? Yeah, good, good, good.

He looks like a man. He can make fun of them too. And they were going to go trick or something.

I need to offer her friends back. And I want to go back. And now you can be too big.

People are scared of it. Sometimes I don’t. So she’ll make me more kind of happy.

All right. So, let us try. God, I love you very much.

We’re thankful that all time, God, I love you. Do not have to get a good get. I know where it’s sat, and all you guys love is right down there.

I wonder how I used to go. Thank you for our church for giving. I’m doing it again again.

I thank you for Ching this bizarre sample to me. So, so what you guys, Jesus got mad. You’ve got mad memoric? Jesus has no.

But if you got angry, he was able to cheat his emotions. we learn that Jesus starts his day with God. I said, we prioritize in this time.

We learn that Jesus respects everyone. Remember the level. That’s because all people have got out of it.

And everybody grows from the level. Jesus didn’t run. And Jesus gave his soul.

Jesus traded places with the level. Remember when that happened? Remember, if you guys are sick or something, actually, you’re always on Facebook. Like I said, you win and you get out of it.

I’m winning this scale. I’m literally there. But this is what we’re going to work and do.

We like to learn about control and emotions. If everybody is, I couldn’t control myself. I couldn’t help myself.

That’s stupid. You can’t help yourself. You can’t help myself.

I couldn’t help myself. But no, we are able to control our emotions. We are able to spend time with God.

The first thing Jesus did in the morning was go off into the bushes and try. Well, at least we like to go off the bushes that we know. That’s scary.

We learn how to respect God. We’ve got students all the time, how to respect God. Nothing wrong with that.

That doesn’t mean we have to improve it very well. And then finally, we can learn to get out of all the people. Alright, I have a song for you.

There we go. Old. We have a new child as a person.

She can’t. We have a new child, as a person. We see plans filed in thin air.

So the number one tactician in the military side, every animal, I have a flying machine impossible. Really, Steve Jobs, the description models for music. I’ll take that.

Second, is he right? Okay. You have subscriptions for music? Spotify, you don’t use Spotify, you don’t use Spotify. You don’t use Spotify, you don’t use Spotify.

Steve Jobs, get it right? Not so. And then you got to put it down. Internet.

Did you get it right? The number one act of recruitment, like this is like 25 years ago, where you’re warm enough. I made it. You’ve never heard of that magazine? No, I couldn’t.

Do you think anybody would ever buy something and you couldn’t touch everyone? Wait a minute, I got two more. Can’t see. Look.

No, no, no, no, no. Steve Boneman, this Steve Boneman. That’s true.

That’s Joe Gates’s part. Joe Gates created Microsoft. His part was Steve Boneman.

The two of them built Microsoft, like the number one or number two, the most expensive company in the world right now. Apple’s like 3 trillion, Microsoft’s 3.2, they’re kind of fighting. And one of them is going to be trying to undermine Nvidia and Nvidia and Nvidia, and provide to the Steve Boneman, one of the best wanting, I have no chance.

That’s going to work. In the network, then you never need it. And then we have one more.

Tell everybody what work. So when we read the experts say, it doesn’t mean experts are all right. Experts.

You used to be an expert, so my career was done with convictions. Even we don’t do this guy. We don’t do the time.

That is a one-loop. He didn’t know that. Who’s this guy? He said about this guy.

Can’t decide that this is for better or for worse. The one thing is for certain, he did not leave things the way he came. He did something and things were not the same method.

Who’s that? Edison, Thomas Edison said to about Henry Ford. That was what he said. Edison said about Ford.

So Ford did what he invented, the mass-produced car. He invented the mass-production car. Edison, they were just kind of afraid.

Thomas Edison’s electricity on that Ford. Ford’s best friend was Harvey Firestone, the tire maker. They said, well, we don’t know whether the world’s going to be better than we have cars, but the world is not going to be the same.

Because we can’t. What’s that called? When things are totally not the same as they will be formed. It was at the time of destruction.

He disrupted. So we’ll talk a little bit about this question. The photos.

You guys thought we were going to wipe it out self-funded. Remember, I mean, maybe when you’re looking at it. When you’re talking to someone.

Recently? Yeah, since then. Yeah, since then. I’ve got to be a handy-tandy fix-up.

I remember when phones only lived on walls. I remember using paper. If you put a paper, a nickel, and a diamond, phone calls, or a diamond.

I figured you haven’t seen it. When was the last time you saw a diamond? You had 10 cents in there? Yeah, you had a diamond? A lot. Yeah, please.

We just don’t have changes. Nobody cares. You pick up money when you see it on the ground? I pick up quarters.

How much? I have to get quarters. Because I’m in here? They’ve ever seen the gold pay phones. They had a quarter.

I mean, they had a diamond nickel and a penny. You could take a penny. You could drop a penny.

Depending on assignment at the same time, you never think it was a diamond. We don’t have to make phone, but we don’t have a cheap machine. So I, I mean, just pick something like that.

No, it wouldn’t work. It wouldn’t be comfortable. But I remember this life before someone’s.

There was that. Then we had the kind of silent tables. Then we had to kind of, you could kick it up.

Then we had to kind of put the very long cords. Then we had to kind of wear, wear like a antenna. But the antenna was coming.

The antenna was right. But three fingers were trying to pull it out and hold it. The antenna got away from the receiver.

You couldn’t use it anymore. I remember the life before there were cell phones. Then we got Amazon.

We had to see all my shopping is not going to work. I look by the window. I remember when you couldn’t take things back at the time, I didn’t even bother to give it back.

If you bought it, it didn’t work. That’s it. That’s you.

Who’s this guy? You guys ever heard of Blockbuster? Yes. You remember Blockbuster? Yes. You remember Blockbuster? I remember Blockbuster.

I remember life before Blockbuster. Yes. Do you remember the story about how Netflix got started? Yes.

We tasted the guy who owns Netflix. He went to Blockbuster. He got into Blockbuster.

Then he went into the little DVD, the chemical envelope. Took the DVD old poem. Then he watched the movie.

Now I’m going to take this back. We went back and he was late. Then they charged him $5 for $10 for a big later recording.

He got mad. We didn’t have to take that out. I don’t know if nobody else was using it.

He got so mad. He said, I’m going to create a system where people can order phones. Then they order movies.

Then they show up in their house. They send it back and they want it. That’s how Netflix got started.

Then they never see Netflix on Netflix. At least they come in a little bit of an envelope. They have Amazon boxes.

We didn’t do a slide. At that, whenever you see this little bit of envelope by the size of DVD, cartridge, they were sold. Then they show up on your mail.

Oh, look at that. You see how I get to watch movies. They did that for so long.

It wasn’t for like a year ago. Netflix stopped sending physical music. They didn’t have the music before.

They stored all of this in the class. There’s some little oodle type of sitting in Netflix. You know Netflix is that? It’s what I’m hearing.

It’s right in your wheelchair. If you cross the bridge, you’ll think about it on your chest. Oh, there it is.

There’s the little Netflix. Somebody sat over there and they kept watching movies all day long and recording movies and putting them on lines of things like that. That’s right.

You guys can’t remember why I can’t do it. This is about November last year. Even you also went to life before that.

That’s the last time I’ve ever found out. What’s that? A spot? A spot? Have you got a distance about the past? Yes. I was out in the middle of France.

I mean nowhere. Way out in the bushes. There was nothing.

There was nothing. What was this giant wooly gaze for the air of that? There was no tower in the cell phone. There was nothing in the whole world except giant fans for kind of any electricity that worked.

But I couldn’t seem to spot it. All right. I remember you guys know VHS.

There’s a movie. You got an A track? A track. It’s about the size of a book.

A book about this thing. You would have an A track player in your car and you would stick it in there and in the odd. It would only go one way.

You couldn’t be blinded on something. You’d have to wait until it got done. You wouldn’t be blinded on anything.

You wouldn’t be blinded on yourself. I need to listen to it again. My first car was a beetle.

There were little beetles. No gasketing. No.

You drive? Not yet. Did you want to drive it? Yeah. Why not? Next year.

Next year. Okay. The head of the head of a gauge when you got gas, right? My car didn’t have one of those.

I went before those gas cases but they weren’t many yet. It was 1960 Volkswagen. So what do you do? Seriously, that could be drive that thing.

Then you’d have to push it. But it would drive you. It went out again.

And on the side, there’s a little lever. It had the emergency tank in it. It flipped the emergency tank out.

It was good for 10 miles. If you didn’t get to a gas station within 10 miles, you had to push the tank. I pushed that and it’s stolen.

Sorry, I almost pushed it in my car here. But that car didn’t have a gas gauge in it. It didn’t have a radio in it.

So I remember last before music was in a car. And we had a track. And then we had a cassette.

And then we had CDs. And then we had USB plugs. But now you can stream it on your phone.

You can catch your phone with your dashboard off your phone. Things change. Things move.

And these tiny big things happen. It’s called a what? It’s called a disruption. It’s called a disruption.

Things are not the way they use computer. So, we’ll talk about how Jesus disrupted. There was life before Jesus.

And then there was life after Jesus. Life, of course, was different back then. They didn’t have lights.

They didn’t get up and it was light outside. Did you all change the clock that time? Oh, yeah. Really? So, their life was different.

In the first century, it was much more central to how they enjoyed life. And then now we have a friend who’s going to go to the wall. We have to do whatever.

I didn’t do that. They didn’t have any of that stuff back. They don’t just get around people’s house.

Or they’ll get around the synagogue. And that’s how they get to do it. So, Jesus comes back to Capernaum.

This is where Peter and his friends were. Peter is telling this for him. When the people heard that he was there, they all came.

Now, where we left Jesus out exactly was he traded places with a debtor. This leper was so filthy, so repulsive that he had screamed out. I’m throwing out loads of people I got away from.

Jesus, please, you are. That man went to live in the city. And Jesus had to go out and live in the countryside.

Because so many people attacked him. They wanted him to do miracles. They wanted Jesus to be a magic trick.

They wanted to control how Jesus and what Jesus did. And Jesus would have him develop. He wouldn’t do it.

I went to his sign in the house. There were so many people who showed up. Jesus, when there was no space in the house, there was no space in the hangout.

He couldn’t even get inside the house. The house was packed with people. What’s the most people you ever had in your house? Five hundred? Five hundred? I don’t know.

Their main house is about as big as this room. Because there was this stuff with people. People sticking their heads into the windows.

People climbing up in the room. People running around outside of it. They were everywhere.

And Jesus decided to walk in it. And then, this and four dollars. You had to get through this right here.

Four dollars showed up with their body. He was laying on a foot hole. You had to go to foot holes? It’s like a run foot hole.

It’s a foot hole. It’s like a mat laying there. They were tie ropes around each of the corners.

Tie rope around this corner, around this corner, around this corner. And so they could hold up by the corners. It looked like a funky, what’s that called? That’s something between two trees.

Hamlet. Look at that funky hamlet. They put the guy.

I lay them down. And they would… That’s how they carried it. Two guys put ropes over there.

They just walked down the road. They fell off. And everybody told the story.

One of them was friends, cool. Well, they probably are. But this is not about the friends.

Aren’t they loyal? Yeah, they probably won’t. But this story is not about their loyalty. It’s not about those people.

It’s about Jesus. So they couldn’t carry through the crowd. And they went up on the roof.

They had steps on up outside of it. Maybe up on top of it. The other guy mixed her up.

Really, you grew up. Now, man, what do people think of it? What do you think of it? Somebody just told the roof about it right now. What do you guys do out there? I’m just going to fix that.

They told the roof down. About where Jesus was headed. So they made it over things like a lower command.

A lower command.