You might like to call me a fundamentalist...

...not because I love guns (I don't), or because I think the KJVis the only Bible (it isn't), but because I believe the Scriptures. If the Bible says that God created the world in six days, then I believe it. I f the Bible says that a boy was raised from the dead, then I believe it. If the Bible saysThis  that a man walked on water, then I believe it. Do these things happen all the time? Of course not; that's why they're called miracles. The Bible has proven itself reliable in more historically-verifiable matters, so I have no reason not to trust it.

I'm not stupid; I read books on theoretical math for fun. I'm no Neanderthal; unless you're an actual astrophysicist, I probably know astrophysics better than you do. I also have an open enough mind to accept the thinhs listed above.

Is "fundamentalist" the right word? Probably not; the Muslims, along with certain professing Christians who wish to remain ignorant, have given it a bad rap. Yet I can't think of anything more fundamental than believing what I claim.

A primer on Locked-In Syndrome

Basically, I've got a perfectly good mind in a perfectly good body, with no connection between them. I still understand everything I see and hear--though it takes a while to read and to respond.

I can't move anything but my eyes, which is admittedly a big deal. I'm still incredibly blessed with the abilities to see, hear, think, communicate, and so many others. Since I was pretty much a mental creature before the stroke, I'm still the a same person, just a lot slower.

It better be good, after ten months.

I hope to get this blog up to three times a week. A Page a Day will come back after the first of the year, and A Chapter a Day will return between now and then. If Greg will let me, I'd like to write for COBRASAURUS!!!!!!, once I learn to type.