Archives For History

You may wonder what connection there might be
between the present day Pope and a priest from 12th-century.
St. Malachy from Ireland had a vision
in 1139 while in Rome on a papal mission.
He clearly saw all popes from then to the end,
and wrote about each – a hundred-twelve of them.

In most instances, the descriptive comments he wrote
were right on target, and it’s interesting to note
he predicted exactly the place and date of his death.
In Clairvaux, France, on All Souls Day, 1148, came his last breath.

Of the hundred twelfth Pope, St. Malachy penned.
“In the final persecution of the Holy … Church, Peter the Roman
shall reign who shall feed his flock midst great tribulations:
after which the seven-hilled city will be destroyed
and, by the dreadful judge, the people will be judged.”

Most people agree, that the hundred twelfth Pope is St. Francis,
but no one except our God has all the answers.
This writer knows of no text in the Holy Bible
that proves St. Malachy false and unreliable.
There are some places where the two tend to agree,
but the Bible says more of the last Pope than does Malachy.

Most scholars agree, the false prophet of Revelations (16:13)
is the last Pope of the Catholic nation
who will lead an apostate church to assist
the Antichrist, who will kill those who resist.

Is Pope Francis the appointed one to lead
an apostate church to help the Antichrist succeed?
He has done things that cause this writer to state
he may well be building a church that is apostate.

He has invited under his wing religions
without a common thread to form a union.
He has granted the power to a thousand men
scattered around the world to forgive human sins.
He had told atheists they can go to heaven
without belief in Christ and sins forgiven.
Social justice is the base cry of his schism,
which is only a synonym for socialism.

mostholyfamilymonastery.com proclaims
that Francis is Pope only by the name
because, they state, his priestly ordination
did not conform to the true Catholic doctrine.

Other evidence could perhaps be given,
but only the passage of time, or the election
of a Pope to succeed Pope Francis will reveal
the final answer which, for now, is sealed.
© 2016, cbs

The Grand Ole Opry

January 18, 2016 — Leave a comment

It was November 28, 1925
when The Grand Ole Opry first came alive
on WSM radio of Nashville, Tennessee.
There was no hint of what it would one day be.

The WSM call letters served the function
of reminding of their slogan, “We sell millions,”
of the National Life … Insurance Company
who owned the station in it’s entirety.

WSM had hired broadcaster George D. Hay,
who introduced the “WSM Barn Dance” that day
from the fifth floor studios of WSM.
The “sober old judge’s” program soon outgrew them.

Several more and larger venues were outgrown
as “The Opry” became better and better known.
To keep the crowds from being quite as large,
“The Opry” instituted a twenty-five cent charge.

The Grand Ole Opry name was first invoked
when “Sober Old Judge” Hay spontaneously joked
after a previous announcer had said with sarcasm,
“There is no place in music for realism.”
Hay said, “We’ve been listening to music from grand opera.
From now on, we’ll present The Grand Ole Opry.”

For ninety years, “The Opry” has displayed
a constant flow of artists on parade
who say, “If you get to ‘The Opry,’ you’ve got it made.”
To name them all is an impossibility,
but Elvis and Dolly performed there joyfully.

“The Opry” continues this popularity
with myriads of musical venues to hear and see:
folk music, gospel, bluegrass, skits and comedy,
but the base format of the show is still country.
© 2016, cbs

Booker T. Washington

December 14, 2015 — Leave a comment

Did Booker T. Washington have a crystal ball
a hundred years ago when he made this call?
“There is certain class of race problem solvers
who do not care if the patient recovers
because as long as the disease is persisting
they have… an easy way of making a living
and an easy medium with which to make
themselves prominent before the public.”

Booker T. Washington was born in slavery,
but Lincoln’s proclamation made him free.
From Virginia to West Virginia, the family moved
to reunite his mother with her true love,
a man named Washington Ferguson.
Needing a surname, Booker chose Washington
at age nine, when education was begun.

He worked in coal mines to fund his pursuit
of further education at Hampton Institute.
His clothes were so ragged, he was nearly not admitted,
but this young black man was exceptionally committed.
After Hampton came Washington, DC,
where he studied for six months at Wayland Seminary.

Appointed the first head of Tuskegee Institute,
he guided this teachers’ school from its roots
until the very day he died,
and made it a point of great black pride.
He sought black advance by education,
and not from physical confrontation.

Tuskegee University stands today
as tribute to the man who paved the way
for many black people to gain higher station
through the process of higher education.
Oh, that black leaders of modern time
would adhere to his statement, near sublime,
when he said, “I shall allow no man
to belittle my soul by making me hate him.”
© 2015, cbs

Antonie van Leeuwenhoek

November 16, 2015 — Leave a comment

1632-1723

He never wrote a scientific paper.
In fact, his profession was that of a draper
who wanted to closely examine the fibers
of the cloths from which he fashioned his wares.
Lenses that were used for magnification
in that day were prone to much imperfection,
so he chose a project that had as its end
the making of a more perfect lens.

Superheated glass rods were pulled apart
producing fine “whiskers” with which he could start.
These “whiskers” when melted would produce
thin, small, clear spheres that he could use
for more than 200 times magnification –
more than any lens since man’s creation.
Van Leeuwenhoek shared his work with Dr. Reinier de Graaf
who marveled and, on Van Leeuwenhoek’s behalf,
endorsed it to the Royal Society in London
who, at first, accepted his reports with abandon.

But when Leeuwenhoek reported one-cell “animalcules,”
they were quick to brand him an absolute fool
since the teaching that prevailed at that time station
was the smallest animals come from spontaneous generation.
Van Leeuwenhoek persisted, so they sent a committee
to “once and for all” debunk this atrocity.
When the committee saw the microscopic eggs,
they realized that theory no longer had legs.

The first man to view human red blood corpuscles,
the movement of sperm, the striations in muscle
did not think of himself as the scientist,
but as one who received a God-given gift.
The first man to view many things thought odd
had a strong belief in a creator God.
He considered his work as substantiation
of the wonders of God’s miraculous creation.
© 2015, cbs

“The Lord has suffered as much for me,”
said Savonarola as helplessly
he awaited his execution
for challenging Catholic absolutions
and other things he considered sin
while trying to cleanse the church from within.

A Dominican Friar in the Catholic Church,
he was relentless in his search
for things that he considered sin
and then could bring to a fiery end.
A highly effective “hellfire preacher,”
he was called Florence’s moral dictator.

Obsessed with human wickedness,
he preached that every soul should confess
because the venom of God’s wrath
was hanging heavily over the earth.
In his famous “bonfire of vanities,”
he burned many things “with which God was displeased.”

He made many powerful enemies,
Pope Alexander VI among these.
On Palm Sunday, 1498,
Savonarola and two trusted aides,
Friars Salvestro and Domenico,
were arrested, tortured and through mock trial did go.

Two commissioners were sent by the Pope,
with the equivalent of a rope.
On his arrival, one said in ire,
“We shall have a fine bonfire
for I have the sentence of [death] with me.”

From a high scaffold on May 23,
three halters and chains dangled ominously;
the first designed to bring the last breath,
the second to hold the bodies after death
until they were consumed by fire,
thus fulfilling the Pope’s desire.

Slowly and painfully his aides were hung first.
His executioner belittled and cursed
and tried to delay his death ‘til the flame
reached him to add to his torture and pain.
Perhaps from the heat, his right hand made twitchings,
and some thought this martyr gave one final blessing..
The ashes of Salvestro, Domenico,Savonarola,
were thrown into the river called Arno.
© 2015, cbs

The Year Was Nineteen Forty-Five
and Chicago’s Cubs were quite alive
to be World Series baseball champs;
they thought they had it in their clamps.
Detroit was down two games to one
and their Cubs were coming home.

Billy Sianis, the Billy Goat Tavern owner,
bought two tickets thinking they would honor
one each for him and his pet goat, Murphy.
The goat had been his mascot and trophy
since 1934, when Murphy fell from a truck.
Sianis felt Murphy would bring the Cubs luck
since he wore a blanket where Sianis wrote
the words, “We got Detroit’s goat.”

Wrigley Field’s ushers had a different idea
and said, “You can’t bring that goat in here.”
Sianis appealed, but the Cubs owner
said, “Your goat stinks and he’s a goner.”

Sianis said, with his arms in the air,
“The Cubs ain’t gonna win no more.
They will never a World Series win
as long as Wrigley Field won’t let my goat in.”
The Cubs that night lost four to one,
and were down four to three when the series was done.
When the Cubs folded after his vow
Sianis sent a telegram, “Who stinks now?”

Seventy Cubs teams have come and gone
and Sianis’ curse seems to carry on.
They’ve not been league champions in any year,
nor once in a World Series appeared.
Before he died, Sianis tried
to remove the curse, but it still seems tied.

On October 8, the Cubs will appear
in a wild-card game. Could this be the year
when Sianis’ curse will finally be broken,
seventy years after it was spoken?
The Cubs must win this crucial game.
If they fail to win, is the curse to blame?
© 2015, cbs

SPAM versus Spam

September 14, 2015 — Leave a comment

Though both words are pronounced exactly the same,
the spelling denotes each a different ballgame.
The first is a canned meat product from Hormel –
the other is Internet trash straight from … well.

SPAM is a mix of pork and ham, precooked
with added sodium nitrate to keep that pink look.
Spam is Internet stuff only you can measure,
for one man’s trash is often another man’s treasure.

How the meat product got its name is a mystery
that may be lost in the pages of history.
Wartime Britain called it “Specially Processed American Meat.”
Americans cynics said, “Something Posing As Meat.”

SPAM became popular in wartime Britain,
but not every member of the populace was smitten.
Every dish featured SPAM in a popular sketch by Monty
Python, and the title transferred to email by analogy.

The costs and barriers are low for mass emailing,
and it is so much faster than is “snailing”
that you cannot put blame on a company
for putting stuff out there for all who will to see.

Treat it like you’d treat a South Georgia gnat –
(purse your lips, and blow hard where it’s at).
Just click delete, and brush that stuff away.
No reason to let a little spam spoil your day.

As to the canned meat, just consider it
when fried, a perfect companion to a bowl of grits.
On second thought, a better answer yet –
Did you ever try a SPAM and cheese omelette?
© 2015, cbs

“The only constant thing in life is change,”
someone has said. Things get re-arranged.
Change’s pace may be rapid; sometimes slow,
but given time, you will hardly know
that thing so familiar in your days of yore.
It will appear quite different than before.

I plowed a mule on a rented farm as a youth,
but cannot find the farm now for, forsooth,
buildings and concrete completely fill the site,
with frenzied action there both day and night.
Mixed emotions come with my report.
That farm is now a part of Atlanta’s airport.

And things are heavier than they used to be.
Those buckets I used to handle easily
now require a great big grunt and strain,
and bring a pledge to not do that thing again.
And can you tell me who added length to the mile?
To walk the new one takes me more than a while.

Also, my money won’t stretch as far as before.
The price of things is ,oh,so very much more.
For instance, I spent one night in a luxury hotel,
the amenities of which were as sorry as (I won’t tell),
and when I gave the bellboy a two dollar tip,
it cost what I made in a full year of internship.

So if you’re getting tired of life’s little games,
just stick around. Tomorrow won’t be the same..
© 2015, cbs

There she stands — shining, alert, erect.
After all those years of gross neglect
she once again deserves all men’s respect.

She reigned so queenly over all the place
when the grounds at Statham’s post office she graced.
For many years, she proudly bore our nation’s flag
and never, ever let it droop or drag.

When its post office Statham had outgrown
and its doors were closed, she stood bleakly alone.
She felt deserted and so out of place
with no unfurled flag her pinnacle to grace.

Now came the even greater ignominy –
removed and laid where not a soul could see
when they sold the building and property.

But then, each Christmastime, a brief respite –
hoisting a ten-foot star to shine so bright
towering above J. W.’s trees,
reminding all of Christ’s nativity.

When Mary, J. W’s beloved wife, died,
his Christmas decorations were cast aside
and the flagpole lay prostrate on the ground
with dirt, weeds and vines entwining around.

For five or more years, she lay in her dishonor
with dirt, grime and corrosion collecting upon her,
until her owners joined the church at Eastside,
and noticed there was no flagpole outside.

Woodmen of the World bought missing parts
and gave a brand new flag for her restart.
She was washed and sanded ‘til she was clean,
and she serves again. My! Doesn’t she gleam?
© 2015, cbs

According to legend, they gathered on a lawn,
five unknown people on a date that’s unknown.
They were concerned with spiritual conditions
and gathered to talk about starting a mission.

Apparently, no records of the mission were kept,
but their startup efforts were not inept,
for in 1915, a new church was chartered
with only ten members as a bare-boned starter.

They named their church the Second Baptist
for a First Baptist Church did already exist.
By the next year (with twenty-nine members)
they began to dream of erecting some timbers.

The Bush estate granted land on May Street,
and a white, wood-framed building was soon complete.
Sunday School rooms were added later,
so the church’s ministry grew even greater.

Vacation Bible School was first held in forty-four,
and the first sign with the church name placed above its door.
They bought land next door in 1953,
where a new brick building would soon come to be.

1957 was a year of change,
and Eastside Baptist Church was official as its name.
By 1986, the church had outgrown
its present location and had to move on.

Land was purchased at our present location
and a fine building built to declare God’s salvation.
100 years of service is great cause for elation.
Please join us in our Centennial celebration!
2015, cbs