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Infomercials

OK, I’ll admit it. Every now and then an infomercial on Saturday morning TV draws me in and I watch for a few minutes. There is just something seductive about their claims—build instant wealth, lose weight quickly, learn a new language in your sleep—I guess the reason I linger over them is because deep down inside I wish their claims were true. I wish their new cooking device would make me a good cook, or their “space-age-technology driver” would help me get off the tee box longer and straighter and I wish taking a little pill really would let me eat anything without gaining weight. But I know their claims are grossly exaggerated if not outright lies.

Take the build instant wealth genre of infomercial for instance. If the guy on the TV really did make his fortune doing whatever it is he is touting, why does he need to sell me his product on TV? Wouldn’t his time be better spent doing what made him rich in the first place? Of course, his reply would be that he wants to hel…
April 14


THERE IS A GREEN HILL FAR AWAY
Mrs. Cecil Frances Alexander, 1823–1895
  Finally Pilate handed Him over to them to be crucified. (John 19:16)
The full understanding of the depth of suffering that our Savior endured at Calvary for our redemption is difficult to grasp. When Mrs. Cecil Alexander, one of England’s finest hymn writers, was attempting to explain to her Sunday school class the meaning of the phrase from the Apostles’ Creed, “suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, dead and buried,” she felt inadequate. She had always believed that one of the most effective ways to teach sound spiritual truths to children is through the use of appropriate hymns. She decided, therefore, to put the details of Christ’s suffering and death on the cross into a simply worded but appealing song that could be easily understood by the children in her class. Although the hymn with its direct style of wording and clearly expressed thoughts was originally intended for youth, it had an immed…