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God has always existed as King, a holy, Trinitarian family of love consisting of Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. In the threefold God’s desire to multiply the joy of his own perfection, he created the heavens and the earth and appointed humankind, as male and female, to oversee his creation. Adam, the man, was king and priest over the temple of God’s Presence, a garden in a land called Eden.

Some of you might have read my last blog update Nine days out from our kidney transplant. Since that is so outdated now I'll fill you in on all that God has done through your prayers. Twice a week, on Sundays and Thursdays, they draw my blood. The next day we meet one on one with the transplant team to interpret the labs. They measure lots of different levels, creatinine (the amount of poison in my blood), phosphorus, potassium, yada yada.

My beloved Betsy gave me her kidney March 4. She is doing well and is much more mobile than myself. I have had a couple of fairly minor surgeries so I was pretty clueless as to what the aftermath would be like. Wow. Made a believer out of me. Pain meds mess up your digestive track so I have had logjams the size of Texas. The bed jacked up my back. I was on serious back meds and my back still hurts when I walk. I have to dig my finger into my lumbar region just to be ambulatory.

Yesterday was Super Bowl Sunday, arguably one of the most important holidays in America. This was the 43^rd and with the passing of every one I feel older because I’ve seen them all—and more than that! At age five I watched on our new black and white “television” the 1958 Baltimore Colts, led by Johnny Unitis and the prototype of the modern wide receiver, Raymond Berry, defeat the New York Giants in the NFL’s first overtime game.

As we continue in our systematic exploration of what kind of foundation the Bible could provide for human beings, we now need to ask the six million dollar question. Could the Bible actually be a message from God? We have already established that a book is a possible means of divine communication (see the blog entitled “Can we really trust the Bible?”). We now need to ask how we can be certain that a book written by men could actually be God’s Word to his variegated mosaic called the human race.

This past November, 2008, I was invited to do NothinsGonnaStopIt! at All Saints Anglican Church, a prominent Anglican church in Pawleys Island, South Carolina. It was founded in 1747 and the last pastor (and still a member), Chuck Murphy, is now the bishop of the Anglican Mission in America (AMIA), a church planting movement comprised of those evangelical and charismatic Anglicans who had left the Episcopal Church to align with the conservative bishop of Rwanda. Last year Bishop Murphy invited me to do the seminar for fifty AMIA pastors on a retreat in Pawleys.

As we continue our thinking about epistemology, we need to revisit one of the demands of the Enlightenment project that claimed that all dogma be tested at the bar of history. This was a reaction to what was felt to be the mysticism of the Middle Ages.

If you understood the words in this title, you are at least as old as me and can remember when the dinosaurs roamed the earth. They are taken from the black and white sci-fi TV series called Lost in Space when a robot (surely the prototype of R2 D2) would warn the star, Will Robinson, when some bizarre interplanetary danger was afoot. This blog topic is a follow-up to our last piece when we explored whether the Bible could be a viable source for truth.