How Did Our Godly Foundation Crumble?

The Short Story:

James Hutton questioned Noah’s flood and founded uniformitarianism geology which was built upon by Charles Lyell who added a chronology of the rock layers called the geologic column in his Principles of Geology published in three volumes 1830-33.

Then there was Gap theory creationism which was popularized in The Adaptation of External Nature to the Moral and Intellectual Condition of Man (1833) by Thomas Chalmers.  This was a huge blow to Christian thought regarding the literal interpretation of creation in Genesis.  In my opinion, this was the turning point; the undermining of the validity of the Word of God!

Here we see and example of how the enemy can manipulate even a man of God who otherwise doctrinally hold to foundational tenets of the Scriptures! 

During this Age of Information of the 1800’s anything brought out in the name of Science was gobbled up as truth by the public.  So when Chalmers explained to Christians how he thought an old earth was true, it was swallowed up too.  This laid the ground work for Charles Darwin’s new religion of evolution to be widely accepted... in the name of science. 

And, woe unto us, the rest is history.  God, the Bible, and prayer has been removed from schools, and evolution is taught as the Gospel truth without the Gospel, of course.
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A Thousand Generations

I often post on Facebook, verses that the Lord puts on my heart. Sometimes I think of a phrase or word from a particular verse, so I go to my favorite online Bible search. That is what I did today. While looking up something for a friend, I came across the phrase: a thousand generations. Wow. How powerful is that? Our generation has lost "His commandments." The ten commandments are seldom preached anymore; however that does not negate our responsibility, as Christians, to proclaim God's law in order to reveal sin. Here is what I have to say..."Preach it! Preach it to our generations!"

Know therefore that the LORD thy God, he is God, the faithful God, which keepeth covenant and mercy with them that love him and keep his commandments to a thousand generations; Deut. 7:9

Be ye mindful always of his covenant; the word which he commanded to a thousand generations; 1 Chron. 16:15

He hath remembered his covenant for ever, the word which he commanded to a thousand generations. Psa. 105:8

I Love the Lord!

It has been over a year since I last posted, and the reason is the same as I had when I skeptically started: who would want to read my blog. Well, I have come to the conclusion that it does not matter if anyone reads as long as I enjoy the outlet of writing. And I do so enjoy writing, and it doesn't have to be profound!

We just finished Campmeeting for Revival and Campmeeting for Kids at our church and I am delightfully exhausted with post traumatic campeeting stress syndrome, as Pastor Alan calls it. I am still revelling in the Lord for His goodness in saving my precious son, Wyatt, and also a dear friend, Ryan. Hallelujah!

However, the after-campmeeting attack has begun. Last night, I felt totally overwhelmed, and the Lord graciously encouraged me at the store by running into two friends from church. On the way home, I worshipped Him with the words of the song "I Love the Lord."

I love the Lord. He heard my cry. He lifted me way up high
He set my feet upon the mountaintop.
Just think of it, the Lord, the King, the Creator of everything
Loves me with a love that won't stop.

Hymn: Sweet Hour of Prayer

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father’s throne
Make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempter’s snare
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!


Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
The joys I feel, the bliss I share,
Of those whose anxious spirits burn
With strong desires for thy return!
With such I hasten to the place
Where God my Savior shows His face,
And gladly take my station there,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!


Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since He bids me seek His face,
Believe His Word and trust His grace,
I’ll cast on Him my every care,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!


Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
May I thy consolation share,
Till, from Mount Pisgah’s lofty height,
I view my home and take my flight:
This robe of flesh I’ll drop and rise
To seize the everlasting prize;
And shout, while passing through the air,
“Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!”



William Bradbury 1816-1868