Hip and Thigh: November 2006
Howard Hughes  |  by hipandthigh.blogspot.com. All rights reserved. 25.05 | 7:47

Happy Thanksgiving Birthday to Me!

My birthday is the 25th of November (I turned 38). That means it is celebrated during the week of Thanksgiving and occasionally, sometimes on Thanksgiving day itself.

Because of this occurrence, my grandmother (my father's mother), used to bake me my own personal mini-pumpkin pie instead of a cake. I always thrilled at having my own miniature pie.

My dad's birthday was the day following mine on the 26th.

I always thought that was kind of cool, too. Last year, on the 24th (Thanksgiving day). I was hoping he would stay put because I wanted to share my birthday date with him.

My wife thought that was strange, because she likes having her birthday date all to herself shared with no one else in the family. At least my third son will be the day before mine like my father and me.

This year my birthday was on a Saturday.

My wife had asked me a month or so before what I wanted for my birthday. I looked at her square in the eye and replied, "I want to go to Archives by myself and browse the book shelves."

Now, what the heck is Archives?

If you live in the So Cal area and are theologically astute or a seminary student, you know about in Pasadena. It is one of the largest used Christian books stores in America. I mean good Christian books, like commentaries and Puritan theology.

Not Beth Moore and Joel Olsteen style books you find in the popular retail type stores, though they may sell Beth Moore's books in the discounted area.

When I first visited Archives it was back in 1992. At this time, the shop occupied two store fronts on the street opposite their current day location.

They had books crammed on shelves in essentially two stores with a large door frame cut in the wall between the two. It was almost near impossible to go to a shelf and locate anything alphabetically. Though they had all the "Ps" and Ms" together, they weren't in any order, but shelved randomly.

One of my class mates at seminary upon hearing of us planning our first trip to Archives told us with bitterness in his voice, "I hate going to that place; I can't find nothing." Undeterred, my friends and I made the 25 minute drive down the 134 east, onto the 210 east, exited Hill drive and turned north to Washington ave. where Archives was located (at that time) on the north side of the street.



The place was just like my friends had described it: Ceiling high bookcases stuffed with dusty old theology books and tight fitting, narrow aisles in between them. Oddly, the folks running the place were a bunch of hippie moonbeams. They looked like they had just come from a protest rally in San Francisco.

They played mellow, classic rock over the sound system in the store. It was a bit odd browsing the Romans commentaries while listening to Starship Trooper performed by Yes playing in the background.

It took me nearly two hours to comb all the shelves, but I walked away with a couple of A.

W. Pink books I didn't have. They were all I could afford at the time, and even then, just like today, Archives was a bit pricey for a used book store.

I tried to make it over there at least once, if not twice a year, and each time I was as excited on going there as a kid would be for Disney Land.

Sometimes in the late 90s, they bought a large store across the street and moved the entire collection there. It was a much needed improvement.

Lots of room to spread out, wide spacious aisle between shelves, and the books were alphabetized! Even more glorious was a bathroom, the sound system played classical music now, and they even provided little plastic shopping baskets to carry your books in.

So, the past Saturday, after the kids gave me my presents consisting of a large bag of dark chocolate M Ms and a two disc set of Resphigi's Pines of Rome, my wife made me an omelet breakfast with homemade biscuits and I headed off to Pasadena.



Now most folks in this world would think spending all morning in a used theology bookstore for your birthday is weird. But there is something moving about walking through those doors and breathing in that "book" smell. Every person has to have a plan of attack when browsing a book store, especially one like Archives.

I begin on the far wall to the right which is old and new Bibles, lexicons and biblical language books. I then move to the shelves opposite those which begins the OT studies and commentaries. Around the corner begins the NT studies and commentaries, then the large sets and Church History.

Then moving around those shelves begins the theology section, probably the largest section in the place. They have a section devoted to Luther, Calvin and of course, Barth. (The management thinks Barth is tops).



There is also a large collection of what I call low end theology books that is significantly discounted. You know, the liberal stuff written by Methodist women pastors and the effeminate Jesus Seminar guys. I saw several copies of The Book of J, books by Spong, Borg and plenty of Paul Tillich's works.

However, mixed in with all the junky liberal books are some good ones, perhaps too slightly damaged to sell on the regular shelves. I found all my Lloyd-Jones Ephesians commentaries in that section, along with a copy of Iain Murray's Revival and Revivalism. It takes me a good 45 minutes or so to look through that section because the books are randomly placed on the shelves.

Usually I have a crick in my neck when I finish, but I always find something to pick up.

With this visit, I went away with four books: Understanding Fundamentalism and Evangelicalism by George Marsden, God's Hammer by Gordon Clark, and two books by Ronald Nash, Faith and Reason and Worldviews in Conflict. It was terrific.



Maybe I am a geek, but I had a awesome, thanksgiving filled birthday.









Does Christianity have a morbid, unhealthy preoccupation with sex and produce sexual misery?



I come again to my review of Chaz Bufe, the Christ-hating anarchist and blues guitar playing atheist, and his . He devotes two entire points to the subject of Christians and sexuality and in doing so demonstrates a triumphal ignorance in what he criticizes. This is seen within the second sentence of point 9 when he writes about the numerous "thou shalt nots" relating to sex in the Bible, particular the 10th commandment which forbids coveting your neighbor's wife.

I had no idea that Chaz was a wife-swapping swinger as well.

In order to save time, I thought I would cover his two points into one post.

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Today, judging from the pronouncements of many Christian leaders, one would think that "morality" consists solely of what one does in one’s bedroom.

The Catholic Church is the prime example here, with its moral pronouncements rarely going beyond the matters of birth control and abortion (and with its moral emphasis seemingly entirely on those matters). Also note that the official Catholic view of sex—that it’s for the purpose of procreation only—reduces human sexual relations to those of brood animals. For more than a century the Catholic Church has also been the driving force behind efforts to prohibit access to birth control devices and information—to everyone, not just Catholics.



As I have noted in previous articles, Chaz has the annoying habit of equating historic, Bible-believing Christianity with the Roman Catholic Church. This misnomer permeates his entire tract. In fact, I would say his overall pamphlet would be more aptly titled 20 Reasons to Abandon Roman Catholicism.

At any rate, Chaz can't be faulted too much, because it is typical of many critics of religious faith to make this mistake either out of ignorance or intellectual laziness. I would expect more from Chaz, however, because he is making the Christian faith the object of his scorn.

That being said, I would agree with Chaz to an extent that Roman Catholicism has taught a warped view of human sexuality.

Yet this is not derived from scripture as Chaz would have his readers believe, but from a mingling of Gnostic ascetic beliefs with early Christian mysticism. This philosophical combination produced an entirely unbiblical view of Christian sexuality; one that is no where taught in the whole the Bible.

Many early Church fathers, including those who followed into the Medieval times, held to a false dichotomy between the spirit and flesh, with the spirit understood as being pure and the flesh evil.

They would then impose this view upon the Bible and force the text to teach something totally different than what it was meant to convey. This false understanding of God ordained sexuality has sadly produced two millennia of misguided Christians. Many of them taught that marriage should not be for anything but procreation and virginity was the highest of spiritual virtues.

The systems of the monastery and convent were developed as a place where single, chaste men and women could live out their spiritual lives away from the temptations of the world.

However, thanks be to the spiritual revival that took place under the Reformation, Christians broke away from this false teaching and returned to the teaching of scripture. Another common myth among religious critics is the notion that Puritans were dour, sexually repressive individuals.

But this is utterly untrue. It was the Puritans who recaptured a biblical vision of God ordain human sexuality as the Lord had intended sex to be. As Leland Ryken shows in his wonderful book, Worldly Saints: The Puritans as the Really Were, the Puritans celebrated sexuality through out their literature and sermons.

Think about it: Puritans had massive families. Obviously they had to have liked sex.

God loves sex, simply because He created it for men to enjoy.

The only stipulation is that sex is to be enjoyed with in the boundary God has set, that being a marriage between one man and one woman. The Lord declares in Hebrews 13:4 that marriage is honorable among all, and the bed is undefiled..

. Proverbs 5:18,19 frankly states, Let your fountain be blessed, and rejoice with the wife of your youth. As a loving deer and a graceful doe, let her breasts satisfy you at all and always be enraptured with her love.

And the Song of Solomon is a long, semi-erotic love poem expressing the blessedness of martial sexual relations between a man and woman. So this idea Chaz is attempting to set forth to his readers that Christianity is sexually repressive is non-sense.

What Chaz doesn't like is the stipulation God has placed on sex; i.

e., only being between a man and a woman who are married. Chaz boasts of being a "free thinker" and historically, free thinkers are notorious womanizing sex perverts.

As we will see in more detail when we come to Chaz's complaint that Christianity is misogynistic, one of his intellectual heroes from times past, the poet, Lord George Byron, toured the European continent sleeping with countless women and impregnating a good deal of them, leaving a wake of illegitimate children. I would imagine Chaz dreams of a life like that.

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In addition to the misery produced by authoritarian Christian intrusions into the sex lives of non-Christians, Christianity produces great misery among its own adherents through its insistence that sex (except the very narrow variety it sanctions) is evil, against God’s law.

Christianity proscribes sex between unmarried people, sex outside of marriage, homosexual relations, bestiality, and even “impure” sexual thoughts. Indulging in such things can and will, in the conventional Christian view, lead straight to hell.

Given that human beings are by nature highly sexual beings, and that their urges very often do not fit into the only officially sanctioned Christian form of sexuality (monogamous, heterosexual marriage), it’s inevitable that those who attempt to follow Christian “morality” in this area are often miserable, as their strongest urges run smack dab into the wall of religious belief.

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Even after Christian young people receive a license from church and state to have sex, they often discover that the sexual release promised by marriage is not all that it’s cracked up to be.

One gathers that in marriages between those who have followed Christian rules up until marriage—that is, no sex at all—sexual ineptitude and lack of fulfillment are all too common. Even when Christian married people do have good sexual relations, the problems do not end. Sexual attractions ebb and flow, and new attractions inevitably arise.

In conventional Christian relationships, one is not allowed to act on these new attractions. One is often not even permitted to admit that such attractions exist.

I don't have much to add here except to draw out a couple of observations.



In the first paragraph above, Chaz laments how Christianity produces great misery in that it labels sex as evil and against God's law. He then goes on to list all the "sexual sins" that could get a person condemned to hell like fornication, adultery, homosexuality, bestiality, and even an impure thought life. In Chaz's mind, rather than being condemned as sinful, people should be allowed to indulge their sexual appetites.

Oddly, pedophilia is not listed. In fact, Chaz has recommended on his website addressing how a person can recover from sexual child abuse. Apparently, that restrictive age of consent is the only area where Chaz agrees with Christianity.

But why is that? If we should abandon Christianity because it stifles sexual freedoms, why stop with an adult-child sexual relationship? After all, why should we be restricted by age and maturity?

Why doesn't Chaz mention this? Because free thinking atheists have their limits and even hypocritically try to explain it away as a child not being able to consent to such a relationship. But I have met some rather sophisticated 11 year old in my life.

So why won't Chaz advocate for NAMBLA?

Second, Chaz's rant about Christians being so sexually repressed because they follow Christian morality that when they get married they have dysfunctional sex lives is bunk. This is the great lie of the a-religious: in order to have a fulfilling sex life in marriage people need to have numerous sexual relationships before hand.

Sort of like test driving a car before you buy one or doing a ten day free trial with a vacuum cleaner. If you don't try it out first, you could get stuck with a lemon.

Let me assure any single readers out there as a happily married man of 6 years, to put it bluntly, Chaz is an idiot.

I lived 31 years as a chaste, single man and there were absolutely zero problems transitioning into married life. That is not to say Christians don't have sexual problems after and during marriage, but statistically, they are the least problems a couple struggles with in marriage and they are easily fixable with minimal advice. The issue boils down to whether a couple wishes to love each other unconditionally, in a spirit-filled, committed relationship.



Chaz's view of Christian sex is lopsided, and like the established habit in this long diatribe against the faith, he forgets to self-critique. The secular world tells us to be sexually free, to enjoy sex without marriage, experiment, indulge in pornography, if you pickup a disease, get a shot, and if you get pregnant abortion is the quick and easy way out. The reality, however, is a sea of broken and used people who have a jaded, bitter attitude to any meaningful sex life with a real person.

There is a reason why God told us to not covet our neighbor's wife, because it hurts people and destroys families. Lives are ruined. The real sexual misery is the secularism Chaz is suggesting we live.



Next Up: Christianity has an exceedingly narrow and legalistic view of morality.

Wondering Who the Models Were for the Talking Bible Dolls?

Musical Tastes: My Personal Adventures in Music (Pt. 2)

The Evils of Rock and Roll

Back in September I began a little series on my and how I have developed my convictions about music both Christian and secular. I wanted to continue my testimony with this post.



I had mentioned in the first post how I was pretty much like every other teenager who loved top 40 radio music, and I was beginning to really enjoy music videos which were then coming on the youth culture scene.

I believe I left off telling how my family moved from Missouri to Arkansas the summer immediately before the start of my sophomore year in high school. When my family moved, we left attending a liberal minded United Methodist church to joining a strictly conservative Free-will Baptist church where my mother's side of the family all attended.

It was certainly an obvious night and day experience for me.

For example, "worship" in the Methodist Sunday school class consisted of us kids singing 60s, hippy commune style songs like One Tin Soldier and Rain Drops Keep Falling on My Head, followed by a 20 minute lesson on some point of situational ethics. The leadership at this Methodist Church had no desire to cultivate in me a Christian perspective on evaluating secular music.

They seemed more concerned with my participation in the "trick-or-treat" for UNICEF fund raiser every October and earning my perfect attendance pins.

The Free-will Baptist Sunday school class, on the other hand, consisted of us singing hymns and followed by an overview of a biblical passage. Even though the teaching was simplistic, the folks did believe the Bible and attempted to seriously live their faith.



It was in this context that I was told all about the damning evils of secular rock music. Unlike the leadership in my old Methodist church who didn't care about what I listened to, the folks in my new church did care. Unfortunately, it was a perspective with a whole lot of light, but no heat; much emotion with little substance.

Apparently, all secular music was nothing but Satan breaking wind - from the very pit of hell itself. A yellow cloud of sulfur hovered over all the rock and roll bands and if a person was to ever attend a concert, he would run the risk of coming home with the smell of rotten eggs still clinging to his body.

My church would occasionally host rock and roll seminars for the teenagers in which an ingenuous fellow rigged up a record player to spin in the opposite direction so he could hear all the backward messages the devil put into the music.



Now, anyone raised in the southern Bible-belt, or any fundamentalist church environment, has had to sit through either a lecture or film presentation on the subject of backward, subliminal messages in rock and roll songs. On one hand, you had those rock groups who intentionally placed backward messages in their songs, like the Beatles; but, on the other hand, there were those songs that had darker, more sinister backward messages the rock group never intended to put in their music. They were the demonic kind driven by evil spirits, because, it was argued, no human being could figure out how to sing the right combination of words so as to have a satanic audio message be heard when the music was played backwards.



During the lecture, the speaker would pontificate on the evils of rock music, the devilish messages the songs put forth, and then he would transition into the climax of his talk on backward messages and say something like, "This is what the song sounds like on the radio," and then he would play a clip from a popular rock song. He then would become ominous, lower his voice and say, "Now..

. this is what it sounds..

. like..

.. backwards.

...

" and proceed to play the exact same music clip in reverse on his engineered record player.

The song would sound something like this:

barWArpppSHHHipppRaGGGpurbbbStttAAAYYUNdrMMMnup

The guy would exclaim, "Did you hear that!?

Your being told to "worship Satan!"

He then would play it again and maybe a couple of times more and sure enough, after being told WHAT to listen for, I could have sworn the particular group was telling me to worship Satan even though it sounded more like "warship stay young."

Probably the most famous satanically inspired backward masked song was Queen's Another One Bites the Dust that supposedly tells a person to even though when you listen to the song, it sounds more like "marry your iguana.

" Was Queen saying to do drugs or engage in bestiality?

I remember coming home from church one Saturday evening after I had sat through one of these rock and roll lectures. I told my dad about how I heard these songs played backwards and they had Satanic messages in them.

He asked me, "Oh really? What does the devil say if you play the Star Spangled Banner backwards?" That hadn't occurred to me.



Anyhow, I was also shown how the names of many of the popular rock and roll groups, particularly the metal groups, were really acrostics for what the band members were truly all about. For example:

RUSH stood for Ruling Under Satan's House. (Others inserted Rulers)

AC/DC stood for Anti-Christ/ Devil Child

and of course, who couldn't forget what KISS stood for?

Kings In Satan's Service. And to think that KISS was the only Satanic rock group with their own line of G.I.

Joe style action figures with all the accessories. The devil likes merchandise.

I also learned that a devil had possessed Jimmy Page when he wrote the Led Zeppelin classic, Stairway to Heaven, that Ozzy Osbourne routinely drank cups of bat's blood, the Eagles song, Hotel California, was an ode to Anton Levey and the Church of Satan, DIO read upside down spelled Devil (though it looks more like DEVE), and any music not performed in 2/4 time with an off beat could possibly open you up for demonic torment.



Even though I would get all weirded out for a few days after attending one of these rock and roll symposiums, I still enjoyed my secular music. Besides, in my mind, I never listened to many of those "satanic" rock groups any how. I was more into Duran Duran, Yes, Prince, and Men at Work, and their names were never mentioned as groups whose songs contained backward, satanic messages.

I think at the time the hardest bands I listened to was Van Halen and ZZ Top, and they were about partying, not worshipping the devil, at least that is how I saw it. Only groups like Black Sabbath, Judas Priest and AC/DC had satanically energized messages hidden backwards in their music.

Now, as a mature Christian looking backwards (pun intended) upon all of these sensational claims about rock music and subliminal messages, I grimace at the thought that fundamentalist youth leaders wasted their time pouring over songs reading into every garbled sound the voice of a demon corrupting the minds of the youth.

I find it particularly appalling seeing that practically every rock and roll band who allegedly had satanic backward messages in their music plainly had them when the songs were listened to normally. Perhaps they weren't singing about teenagers pulling on sheep leggings and dancing around a sacrificial snake altar, but they were certainly promoting an alternative, anti-biblical world view at their concerts and on their albums. Usually it was aimed at free sex, drugs, and adult authorities are idiots.



I believe now that these youth leaders were hunting down chimeras when they could have been teaching their teenagers to think biblically about the lyric content of their favored bands. That includes more than the sinister metal bands who are usually the objects of these witch-hunts. That of course implies a pastorally leadership willing to lay down a solid, biblical foundation in the hearts of these kids, but sadly, they were more into highlighting the fantastic and turning the devil into a superstition rather than teaching solid theology and doctrinal content.



Well, some time after moving to Arkansas, I experienced a radical shift in my musical tastes, because I went from listening to secular music to a steady diet of Contemporary Christian. That is where I will take up my testimony next time.

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One of my favorite verses in the Bible is Judges 15:8, where the Bible, the King James specifically, says how Samson smote the Philistines hip and thigh. The entire notion of someone getting beaten hip and thigh has always cracked me up. So, when I first started my blog over a year ago with "Hip and Thigh" as a name, I didn't have a picture that matched the title.

Most people who think of "Hip and Thigh" are not thinking of Samson beating on some Philistines, but think more along the lines of risque humor or joint pain medication. In fact, I had at least four visitors this week alone, according to my site meter, inadvertently hitting my site in search of physical therapy and medications for hip dislocations.

I needed to dispel people's misconceptions about my blog name, so I hunted the Internet looking for pictures of Samson whipping up on some Philistines.

I think I found a good one. I just love how in the picture Samson, who draws a striking resemblance to Grizzly Adams, has that one guy by the hair and is about to throttle him with a raised jaw bone. The fellow is waving his arms like he is saying, "No, don't do it!

" I also like the way you have about 100 corpses piled up behind Samson with the other 900 Philistines standing in line to get their wacking. Like they're at Disney Land waiting to get on Space Mountain or something. And how about that one guy in the front with the bow and arrow about to shoot it into Samson's ear?



Anyhow, I see the picture as illustrative of how the Word of God thrashes false teaching and lame theology, which is what I want to get across with this blog. Maybe I should go back and write "Bible" across the jawbone and label each Philistine in line with a heretical name like "Unitarians," "KJV-only," "Theistic Evolution," etc. Nah, that might be a little too Peter Ruckman like.



My thanks to Will Moneymaker who helps maintain the . He did a good job of photoshopping the pictures in just a few minutes.

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