BRO JED & CO. STINK

For we [Bro Jed & Co.] are unto God a sweet savor of Christ, in them that are saved, and in them that perish: To the one we are the savor of death unto death; and to the other the savor of life unto life. And who is sufficient for these things?—2 Corinthians 2:15-16.In other words we are a sweet fragrance to the saved; alas, to the lost and perishing, we carry the stench of sewage and death.

Bro Jed & Co. are God’s sewer workers. Daily for a half-century, we open the manholes and drop into the sewer tunnels where liquid and solid waste slowly flows, except when blockages interrupt the movement of the waste. From the ground up our University campuses are a place of ivy towers and lovely green lawns. Below the surface, however, in the intestines of the campus, there is no beauty, just darkness and muck.

If the intestines get blocked, if the sewage system is obstructed by something, the campus and surrounding quaint town will see its pleasant streets awash with dirty stinking sewage

.Keeping the campus community clean is a team of dedicated sewer workers who may well have one of the worst jobs there is. They work in the dark, in dirty water, excrement, dead animals and garbage.

Pumping stations move the sewage from dorms, lecture halls and surrounding hotels and restaurants to sewage treatment plants.

The divers go underground to locate and remove blockages and make repairs and inspections. Divers have to survive in the poisonous atmosphere of the sewer pipes where toxic gases created by the waste can prove lethal when absorbed over a period of time.

There are other dangers such as being washed away by a sudden intake of water or sewage.

Sanitation workers must be in excellent health. Divers can’t have high blood pressure or heart problems. They go through a physical examination regularly. It is important that they are intelligent, flexible and ready to respond quickly in emergencies. Above ground so-called students [party animals] are getting drunk and high on drugs and becoming woke. When sewer workers are in the water, they can see little. They have to act the way they feel they should and the way they remember things and the way they assess situations. They are rarely seen although they go to work every day. They usually labor outside of busy hours and sometimes work at night.

The work is hard and dangerous. It can be freezing cold in winter and sweltering hot in summer.

Sewer work is vulgar. Brother Jed & Co. are regarded as uncouth usually by sinners and sometimes even by the church folks. We get down and dirty in order to maintain the sewage tunnels. I have the credentials to lecture from the ivory tower to students who will at least make a halfhearted effort to be respectful. Above ground students during the day tend to put on their perfume but at night they slip down into the sewer and actually eat and drink of the filth below. The lower the better in their lifestyle. When we come out of our ministry holes, we keep our ministry clean for the sake of the whiten sepultures but underground where we mostly work it’s a different story. We are often an embarrassment and disgrace to those who work in the above-ground places of worship.

Since November 3, we have heard from fake news of President Trump “ranting and raging” in the WH. They say that he is “unhinged” and “losing his mind,” etc, etc. These are based on “anonymous sources” within the WH or more likely just stuff the jackals in newsrooms make up.

Yet, since the fake news called the election for Biden, we have heard or seen relatively little from the most transparent and available President in history. Oh, the tweets are still there but his political enemies and even supposed friends have always complained about them. Meanwhile, Trump with his usual smile and upbeat demeanor is extending old fashion Christmas Greetings to the nation in the name of the Prince of Peace.

So, towards what may or may not be the end of his presidency for at least the next four years, the press and the Democrats and Never Trumpers and others of their ilk are resorting to the same tactic, which they tried in his first 6 months in office. That is questioning his sanity. Actually, they are not just questioning his mental state but declaring him mad.Really, there is nothing wrong with a leader ranting and raging as Moses did when he came down from Sinai with God’s Law and the people were having an orgy. Moses ordered 3000 of the revelers put to death. Jesus ranted and raged when he forcibly drove the money changers out of the temple.

He pronounced terrible curses against his enemies, the religious leaders of his day. Actually, Jesus’ own family members thought he had gone mad.It is time for the church to get angry, that is have righteous indignation against the enemy within who would steal an election in order “to change America to change the world” and establish international communism by bringing freedom-loving Americans and entrepreneurs to their knees. Democrats have been resorting to corrupt practices for decades but never as blatant against any Republican except Trump. Trump is the only president who has continuously and boldly stood against these subversives.

KISS PRINCIPLE

When I got saved in 1972 my immediate passion was to reach lost souls. God called me to be an evangelist. Some urged me to get a seminary degree. However, I observed that many seminary graduates lost their zeal for souls, if indeed they ever had such. I Cor 8:1, warns, “knowledge puffs up but charity edifies.

”For the first several years in my evangelistic ministry, I did not have much of an understanding of the differences between Calvinists and Arminians. Within a decade, I became acquainted with moral government theology, which seemed to provide the most reasonable answers to the philosophical and theological issues, which tend to divide Christians and isolate us into our various and separate camps. Still, I strived through it all to maintain an ecumenical spirit.

Through my almost five decades of preaching, I have continued my focus on saving souls from the power and dominion of sin and the terrible eternal consequences of the wrath of God. While I have somewhat of a philosophical bent, I am cautious about getting carried away with theoretical issues.

Paul said, “Beware lest any my spoil you with philosophy and vain deceit, after the tradition of men, after the teaching after the rudiments of the world, and not after Christ.”—Col 2-8Some of the controversies, which I get caught up in myself from time to time on FB, are dominated by esoteric terminology, which few understand. If we are not careful these debates can tempt us to intellectual pride. Or at least we limit our audience by a message that few understand, wondering, “What the hell are they talking about?”

Meanwhile, the masses of men are being led to the abyss. Paul expressed his concerns, “I fear, lest by any means, as the serpent beguiled Eve through his subtilty, so your minds should be corrupted from the simplicity that is in Christ.”—2 Cor 11:3I strive to keep my message simple. When the jailor asked Paul and Silas, “Sirs, what must I do to be saved?”—Acts 16:31

The Apostles merely answered, “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved, and thy house.” And they spoke the word of God to him and his household, which I would assume concentrated on Jesus’ death and resurrection. That very night the jailor and all his family were baptized. Paul was arguably the greatest intellect of his day but when presenting the gospel, he kept things understandable to the common man.Jesus was wiser than Solomon; yet, his call for disciples was plain and unpretentious, “Follow me.”

The Shot heard Round the World

The bridge is swamped with socialists. Where are the embattled farmers?Who will fire the shot resounding around the world? A legislator from one of the battleground states? A/G Paxton of Texas? Jim Jordon from Ohio? Or will it be Trump himself? Or will our guns remain silent as usual? We need not hear a literal gunshot for the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty through God to drain swamps. Yet, it is interesting that the Red Coats had come to Concord to confiscate the guns of the plowmen. We have changed colors; now the good guys wear Blue Coats and the bad guys the Red Coats. The battle lines are being drawn. How long will you straddle the line?Earlier on that fateful April 19, 1775, eight Americans had been killed by the swamp men. The situation appeared grim for the colonists; nevertheless, as a result of their stand at North Bridge, the British had to retreat and so started the American Revolution. Did those brave farmers ever imagine that a memorial would be erected in their memory in 1837 and their courage memorialized by Emerson’s sacred song?When I was in elementary school every boy read Emerson’s poem and it was often memorized. Sooner than you think; the iconoclasts will be destroying this votive stone in Concord. I doubt if Emerson’s poem is still usually read in school. Nothing is sacred to these people. Who Will Rise Up? Where on the sons of the Minutemen?

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Columbus Day

October 12, we celebrate what is still officially recognized as Columbus Day. It has been a difficult year for Christopher Columbus with dozens of inspiring statues of the brave admiral pulled down, some by the arbitrary decisions of mayors, others by a vote of chicken-hearted city councils and still others by lawless vandals.

Even in Columbus’ lifetime, he had to fight to get his just deserts and to protect his reputation. After his third voyage to the New World, he was taken back in chains to Spain. His champion, Queen Isabela, had him released. Columbus’ reputation is threatened more than ever but his stout character has never been touched. Columbus will survive this latest onslaught against his character!

As the new continent which he discovered, explored and labored to development, sinks back into the darkness of savagery, Columbus’ beacon shines brighter than ever pointing us to the crucified life of Christ Jesus, the light of the world.

The descendants of the indigenous peoples of the Americas should get on their knees on this holy day to thank God for the likes of Columbus.

The statue below was installed at Columbus State University in 1959, it was removed this summer. Makes one wonder when they will change the name of the institution to Indigenous Peoples’ State University. 

ISU COED SHOT DEAD

One 18-year-old female ISU student is dead. Two males are wounded. Five persons have been arrested for possession of marijuana. Up to 100 attended a party Thursday night and early Friday morning in an apartment, just blocks off-campus. There could not have been much social distancing under confined circumstances. Does anyone suppose the partiers were wearing masks?

TH Police Chief Keen said, “Unfortunately, we have not had a lot of cooperation from a lot of the witnesses who were there. We would appeal to those people that this is a tragedy and we believe she deserves justice in this case, and we would ask people to think about that and hope they would come forward.”

When I read this report, I was reminded of a Saturday night ISU party, which I attended almost 50 years ago in a local motel. The following Monday, I was called to the Dean of Students office and reprimanded for attending the party where alcohol was flowing. The Dean tried to get me to name others who were in attendance. I refused. As a result, I was put on social probation by the Dean and required to do community service at the Boy’s Club.

Of course, the deadly incident the other night is so much more serious. But the rebellious attitudes of those attending the wild party and of my party going during my student years are the same.

I don’t know what the legal penalties are for withholding information from the police but whatever they are they should be prosecuted. Meanwhile, those attending the party should be immediately expelled by the ISU administration, which should have been my penalty, when I partied at a student.

A week before the killing, Bro Jed & Co. was preaching on the ISU campus in Dede Plaza. University employees, including the Dean of Students were zealous in insisting that both the students and preachers wear masks and vainly attempted to enforce social distancing. Perhaps if the administration were as fervent in controlling the moral and social behavior of students, the dead coed would be alive today.

Whether the girl heard our preaching or not, I know not. Very likely she at least heard we were speaking out against the marijuana and the other sins which accompany the party life. Had the deceased student listened she would be alive today with her sins forgiven.

Friday and Saturday nights were considered party nights even when I was an undergrad at ISU in the early 60’s. In the mid-70’s the party nights were expanded to include “Thirsty Thursday.” Alas, party-time has become known as what the universities promote as “the college experience.”

It is time to raise the standards of education. Most ISU students are actually not college material. They often refer to themselves as “party animals.” Professors need to divide the serious students from the partiers by giving assignments, which will result in no time for partying, if one is going to keep their grades up and stay in school. Anyone caught using recreational drugs, including marijuana, anyone intoxicated or fornicating, whether with the opposite sex or same-sex should be immediately expelled and not be allowed to return.

A lot more students are going to die from drug overdoses and alcohol misuse than they are from the Coronavirus. There is an epidemic of STDs among college students which will have more ill effects over the long run than COVID 19. Immorality will have greater mental and spiritual consequences throughout their lives than catching the dreaded virus. Yet, moral relativism has been promoted in classrooms for decades beginning long before college. We are reaping the consequences.

Meanwhile, Bro Jed & Co. will continue our mission to save souls and save lives through preaching against sin and proclaiming the gospel of Jesus Christ. Listen up students and faculty and administrators; we never know what day or night our soul may be required of us and we stand before a Holy God in Judgment.

Donate to the Mission

“I WAS INSTENSELY DRAWN TO THE GOSPEL THROUGH YOUR PREACHING!” I received this email as well as an offering to CMUSA last week:

” Bro. Jed, Actually, I was one of those lost young fraternity men who you warned at St. Cloud State between 1982-1986. In fact, you gave me an autographed copy of your book. It still is on my bookshelf. Although I wasn’t finally saved until 20 years later, I was intensely drawn to the gospel through your preaching. I tell people, if I could do only one thing differently in my life, it would be to have said yes to Jesus in college. His offer was definitely there, but I turned him down. I regret that. Even so, I shall be with Jesus always, forever and ever. Amen. Most people think your style of preaching drives more away than it attracts. I say those people don’t understand the gospel. Your preaching hits home with plenty of people. The fruit may take decades to ripen, but the message was heard. I’m witness to that.”

This is the fourth testimony like this in two months! Yes, the truth does hit home for many students! We need $4000 to meet our fundraising goal for Fall 2020. To make your investment in CMUSA click on the Network for Good or our website in the link below or PM me or Sis. Cindy. Week 6 of Fall Mission 2020 begins today!

Trump Not Trusted

There is an old saying among consumers of alcohol, “You can’t trust a person who doesn’t drink.”

Drinking has forever been the acceptable form of socializing in the political world and among the press, often the two estates drink together. The press knows that alcohol loosens tongues. The drinkers wonder, “How can we trust someone who refuses to relax and open-up, when we ourselves are well underway?” Drinking has also become such a big part of our general culture that when someone turns down a drink, it’s insulting.

Historically, much of what took place on the floor of the House or Senate had already been agreed upon in cigar smoke-filled rooms after a number of belts of whiskey. With women entering Congress, the State Houses and press room and with smoking falling into disfavor, the smoke-filled room has become the bar and the bed. People who drink tend to be loose in other appetites. Donald J. Trump enters into politics with a bang but without the booze. He announces that he never drinks nor smokes. The drinkers cannot trust Trump. While others are drinking, the President is devising and designing. His political enemies are too deranged by personal ambition and covetousness to figure out the President.

When it comes to anything in regards to socialization, according to the drinking set, you play by everyone else’s rules. To interact with others, you have to respect their wants and comforts, especially the drinking. Trump does not imbibe; therefore, he cannot be trusted.

Much has been made, mostly by liberals, that President Reagan could sit down with Speaker Tip O’Neill and have a few beers. Therefore, the libs thought they could control Reagan. But Trump won’t drink with any of them. Can you imagine anyone wanting to tip a few with Speaker Pelosi? She probably has to drink alone.

Trump is a dangerous man to the left, if for no other reason than that he doesn’t drink.

The Older Prophets

This summer two older prophets phoned me, one of whom hasn’t called me in decades, to speak words that I was to retire from the campus preaching and devote myself to writing and scheduled speaking engagements, etc.

Both men were apparently primarily concerned for my safety and possibly my life. There are not many ministers in my circle of friends who both in age and service are older than I am. Therefore, I listened carefully; I have weighted their words and warnings. In recent years I have also heard inner voices, especially during the summer break, that it was time for me to finish my course with a more respectable ministry.

My goal for decades has been to survive at least for a half-century on campus, which means I have at least two more years to go. I know of no other way to reach more people with the gospel than on campus in the open-air, person to person. Normal social distancing doesn’t last long when we preach. We are quickly eye-ball to eyeball with the raging heathen, who refused to keep their distance even in the pre-virus era.

Since the end of March, I have been devoting myself to “virtual ministry.” In past years during my summer furlough by the end of July, I sense a stirring in my spirit to return to my preaching post as guardian and watchman. Such restlessness, I have considered to the rousing of the Holy Ghost calling me to the battlefield. The other voices, I conclude, are from evil spirits or my own spirit seeking more rest and relaxation. This academic year, as the time draws nigh for campuses to reopen, I have been feeling those old Holy Ghost stirrings. Of course, there are also times when I myself have to like Timothy, “Stir up the gift on God that is within you!”

The Scriptures may be the minister’s most reliable direction for God’s guidance, especially those which speak of similar situations and circumstances in which one finds himself. In Acts 21:10-14, Agabus, a prophet, who comes from Judea, confronts Paul in Caesarea as the apostle is on his way to Jerusalem. Agabus takes Paul’s belt and ties up his own hands and feet with it and prophesied, “The Holy Ghost says, In this way the Jewish leaders in Jerusalem will bind the owner of this belt and will hand him over to the Gentiles.” When the people in Paul’s party hear the prophecy of Agabus, they do whatever they can to dissuade Paul from going to Jerusalem, but he is resolute. Paul answered, “What do you mean by weeping and breaking my heart? For I am ready not only to be bound, but also to die at Jerusalem for the name of the Lord Jesus.”

When Paul would not be persuaded, his travel companions ceased, saying, “The will of the Lord be done.” We are not told, if the purpose of Agabus’ prophecy was to mentally prepare Paul for what would befall him at Jerusalem or rather to warn him not to go.

We do know that the Lord had previously spoken to Paul’s Spirit, because shorty before his encounter with Agabus, in Paul’s farewell address to the elders at Ephesus, Paul said in Acts 20:18-27:18 “You know, from the first day that I came to Asia, in what manner I always lived among you, 19 serving the Lord with all humility, with many tears and trials which happened to me by the plotting of the Jews; 20 how I kept back nothing that was helpful, but proclaimed it to you, and taught you publicly and from house to house, 21 testifying to Jews, and also to Greeks, repentance toward God and faith toward our Lord Jesus Christ. 22 And see, now I go bound in the spirit to Jerusalem, not knowing the things that will happen to me there, 23 except that the Holy Ghost testifies in every city, saying that chains and tribulations await me. 24 But none of these things move me; nor do I count my life dear to myself, so that I may finish my race with joy, and the ministry which I received from the Lord Jesus, to testify to the gospel of the grace of God. 25 And indeed, now I know that you all, among whom I have gone preaching the kingdom of God, will see my face no more. 26 Therefore I testify to you this day that I am innocent of the blood of all men. 27 For I have not shunned to declare to you the whole counsel of God.”

At 77 years old, I am likely on the final stretch of my race. After all these decades, I remain under the compulsion of the Holy Ghost. I am thankful to the prophetic brethren for their concern in what they consider to be in my best interests. Certainly, their admonitions have influenced me to once again count the cost.

Therefore, on August 17th Bro Jed & Co are scheduled to return to the campuses, not knowing what will befall us in the midst of the noisome pestilence and Antifa and BLM insurrection. Perhaps most dangerous is a significant percentage of students diagnosed with mental disorders who are on mental medications and others that are high on illegal drugs. Both the meds and the dope can be psychologically lethal to the consumers and possibly lethal to those who are challenging them. We will continue to offer the anarchists, the crazies and the few serious students the peace that passes all understanding, through the Prince of Peace, our Lord Jesus Christ. “The will of the Lord be done!” Amen.

The Mighty Yankees Have Been Brought to Their Knees

The opening of the shorten baseball season was perhaps the most disgraceful moment in the history of our National Game when the NY Yankees and Washington Nationals bowed in unison to unamerican Marxists under the guise of “racial justice.”

“It was important for us, and for the Yankees, that everybody bought in and we had full participation and presented a united front during that moment,” said one of the Nationals pitchers, “Holding the ribbon, kneeling, to show support for the other athletes who have done it in other sports … to show support for the movement of Black Lives Matter and ending police brutality and racism and injustice.”

When I was a youth the Washington team was called the Senators, they had a reputation for ineptness, usually finishing in last place in the American League.

Now, the Washington Nationals are supposed to be defending their title as World Champions but they surrendered with a whimper to the enemies of freedom and America. Evidently, the ghosts of the old Washington Senators took possession of the shameful “champs.”

One descriptive word for baseball is “Tradition.” The Nationals have hardly established themselves as winners. On the other hand, there is no team in the history of sports which has more of a winning tradition than the Yankees.

What would the Pride of the Yankees, the Iron Man of Baseball, Lou Gehrig say about this disgusting humiliation of his team? Lou. in his farewell address at home plate in Yankee Stadium, months before his untimely death at age 37 of the disease named after him. said, “Today, I am the luckiest man on the face of the earth.” Looking down on his team he must be saddened.

Old Yankee Stadium was called, “The House that Ruth Built.” Would he have taken a knee? Certainly, not. What would George Steinbrenner have done if any of his players tried such a thing when he owned the Yankees? Likely, he would see that they soon would be hanging up the powerful Yankee Pin-Stripes. As for the Yankee Clipper, Joe DiMaggio, he would be jolted. The Yankee’s manager, coaches and players all should have their pinstripes ripped off.

No person or institution has done more to promote racial integration, since Branch Rickey’s Brooklyn Dodger’s signing of Jackie Robinson, than baseball. Baseball has been more influential than all the civil rights leaders together, including M. L. King.

At the time of Rickey and Robinson, the Yankees and Dodgers often met in the World Series. The San Francisco Giants. when they were planted in NY, used to be another strong rival of the Yankees. Manager Leo Durocher would be cussing out his 50’s Giant team, if they even thought to do as the current so-called Giants did. Let’s change their name to the S.F. Dwarfs.

The once-proud Yankees, Dodgers and Giants bowed on opening day. The Mets now deserve the title as the prideful team. When they played the Atlanta Braves, players from neither team bowed.