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Wednesday, October 12, 2022

DENOMINATIONALISM: 2012 Discussion Continued (published 10-12-2022; updated 10-26-2022; article #364)


I awakened about 5 AM, roughly an hour or so early for me. I told Mrs. Appalachian Irishman, who was up already, as usual, that I was fine. I'd had a dream about Mom (Betty Lou Wood Ferrell, 11/24/1932 - 12/27/2000) and various other family and friends, at the homeplace. I won't share the details; however, it was neither pleasant nor unpleasant. The dream had weird moments. I still wonder why I couldn't get the living room curtains (which were green, not antique white) to stay in place properly! (“Antique white,” apparently, is the fancy word for white that has a sandy color to it.)

“Microcrap” wanted me to reboot, to install an update. I gambled that it would work, and it did. Afterward, for some reason, I started checking through some old folders in “File Explorer” (the yellow folder stuff on a computer). I found a forgotten document in an old yellow folder.

The discovery of that forgotten document inspired this article. My God is bigger than that! Please continue reading, to understand. This article is deep and theological, in contract to my humorous article yesterday.

2012 Discussion

Just over ten years ago, in September, 2012, I had browsed upon a website, which has since been renamed, but which is still active. The renamed website is Pre-Denominational Christianity. In 2012, it was named Preacher of Truth.

I had read “It Doesn’t Taste The Same: The Problem of Denominationalism,” by Jon Mitchell, Preacher of Truth, 8/30/2012. The content of the article had compelled my comment. The forgotten document, which I found in an old yellow folder on my computer, still contains my records. From my records, I found the active website and the 8/30/2012 article. That article shows 22 comments. My comments are still included.

My first comment, a simple question, was on 9/11/2012, at 9:14 PM. I had asked:

Are all those who are in so-called denominations lost, bound for hell? Why or why not?

The author replied the next morning, in nine paragraphs, which did not answer my question directly. I continued the discussion that evening (9/12/2012, 8:41 PM), by asking:

May I infer from your comments the answer of “Yes,” to my initial question? May I further infer that the reason is due to not being saved, due to not perfectly, or accurately, interpreting and following scripture, and it alone?

Later that evening (9/12/2012, 9:23 PM), the author replied:

Yes to both questions, with the qualifier again being that this is what the Bible teaches.

The next day, 9/13/2012, at 6:37 PM, I continued, by asking:

Are you, sir, then, saved, because you perfectly, or accurately, interpret and follow scripture?

I did not receive a reply; therefore, on 10/16/2012, at 7:52 PM, I indicated the lack of reply and asked the same question again:

Are you, sir, then, saved, because you perfectly, or accurately, interpret and follow scripture?

Apparently, I'd visited the author's website for a few days, to find no reply to my 10/16/2012 question. I had moved on.

2022 Continuation

Early this morning, however – while checking through those old computer folders in “File Explorer” – I discovered the author's reply, of 10/22/2012 – six days after my 10/16/2012 question (same as my 9/13/2012 question). His reply was:

Good question, M. Fearghail. No, I’m not saved because I perfectly interpret and follow scripture. The scriptures teach that we are to continually grow in knowledge (2 Pet. 1:5-8; 3:18), which implies that our knowledge of scripture is continually growing as well.

I’m saved because, due to God’s grace, he forgives me whenever I, in my efforts to study and obey his Word, come to realize that I have not properly interpreted and/or obeyed his Word, and repent.

It all comes down to God’s grace and our obedience, the latter of which cannot happen without proper interpretation.

Today, ten years later, I continue, by this article, my discussion with the author, which I'd started, on 9/11/2012. I will also comment later today, on the author's 8/30/2012 website article, after I publish this article. My comment on his article will include the link to this article, with my invitation for him to respond by commenting on this article. I will not continue the conversation on his article after today – since his original article was on 8/30/2012 and my article is today.

The author's 10/22/2012 reply was circular reasoning. He began by stated: “I’m not saved because I perfectly interpret and follow scripture.” He concluded, however, by stating that “our obedience . . . cannot happen without proper interpretation.” I wonder if “proper interpretation” meant the same as “perfectly interpret,” in the author's mind, on 10/22/2012. Merriam-Webster defines the adjective “proper” as “7a: strictly accurate: correct.” That dictionary defines the adverb “perfectly” as “1: in a perfect manner. 2: to a complete or adequate extent.”

The author, on 10/22/2012, appeared to have affirmed that saving obedience (in faith) to Christ is based on “proper” interpretation (and following) of scripture. His 9/12/2012, 9:23 PM, reply affirmed his stance that Christians in “denominations” are lost and bound for hell.

The author is welcome to read at least two of my articles (among others on the topic): WHY I LEFT (Published 3-7-2009) and BIBLE and FAITH DISCUSSIONS - CHRISTIAN VIEWPOINT (published 1-31-2021; updated 9-17-2022). There, he will find my published stand.


My still unfinished and unpublished book, “Light at the End of the Tunnel,” will include the following tribute to my mother:

in Memory of
Betty Lou Wood Ferrell (11/24/1932 – 12/27/2000),
the finest Christian I have ever known.

My mother was a Christian. She attended a Baptist Church. Mom was saved by her genuine and active faith in Christ. Her faith was not perfectly accurate, in certain points of doctrinal understanding (i.e., church organization, etc.). She told me that she was immersed, to please God, as He requires.

Christ's church is composed of the saved. His church is one body. His church started in the first century AD. Several church groups started during the Protestant Reformation, including the Baptist Church. The Church of Christ was started by Alexander Campbell and others. Christ's Church -- which includes members of the Church of Christ, the Baptist Church, and many others – is one body – composed of those who are saved by God's grace, through their active and loving faith response. Their faith may be inaccurate on certain non-essential doctrinal points. Their active and loving faith saves them – not their “proper interpretation” of scripture (on non-essential points).

I can unpack and expand, in detail, everything that I've written. I await the comment, here, by the author of his 8/30/2012 article.

My God is bigger than that!

Updated 10/26/2022

As of Wednesday, 10/26/2022, 14 days have passed, since I published this 10/12/2022 article. Website analytics verifies that this article has views into the three digit range. It is nearing and may soon overtake my 20th most viewed article. The viewer total increases daily. My analytics does not identify viewers – only viewer counts. (My website has always secured viewer privacy.)

The author of the 8/30/2012 article receives email notices of comments on his articles. He reviews, to approve or reject them. He posts the comments that he approves. I have the same option to screen comments. I used to do so. I delete spam comments, after they post.

As of this update, the author has not chosen to publish my 10/12/2022 comment, on his 8/30/2012 article -- to continue our discussion of ten years ago. I will cite here, therefore, my 10/12/2022 comment to his 8/30/2012 article:

     Today, 10/12/2022, I happened to notice that
     I had not seen your 10/22/2012 reply to my
     10/16/2012 inquiry. Thank you for your reply.
     I apologize that I see it almost ten years later.
     My 10/12/2022 article at
     is my response (almost ten years late). I invite
     you to reply, if interested, on my website
     comments. I will not continue our conversation

The author is still invited to publish my, above, 10/12/2022 comment on his 8/30/2012 article and to comment on my 10/12/2022 article. He is welcome to use my “Contact Form” to email me directly.

The author – similar to Baal, for whom his prophets called – may be “. . . deep in thought, or busy, or traveling. Maybe he is sleeping and must be awakened.” (1 Kings 18:27, NIV)

Saturday, August 20, 2022

MAYBERRY VALUES - BIBLICAL VALUES (published 8-20-2022; article #347)

Public domain image from


On the morning of August 11th, 2022, I had been just sottin' thar thinkin'.” I recalled the previous evening, when Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I had watched an episode of The Andy Griffith Show. (Molly, our ol' puppy, had been watching with us, or bouncing in and out of the house, or playing the “got 'ems” game with me.) The episode included the Darlings. We'd seen it many times, but we enjoyed the show and the musical numbers, once again.

Today – while I ate a handful of potato chips – I realized that I'd not yet finished and published this article. (I eat a few potato chips, once or twice a year. The potato chip bag is still half full bag. The “best use by date” is 11/2021.)

This article has a humorous and serious side – as The Andy Griffith Show does. Please enjoy the humor, but stay around for the serious conclusion.

Mayberry Values

The Andy Griffith Show aired on TV from 1960 to 1968. Reruns are on TV to this day. I hope that they continue. What were “Mayberry values?” Those who watch the reruns know.

Did you know that the Darling family (and their music) were actually The Dillards, a bluegrass group? I didn't, until I did the research. See “The Darlings were actually The Dillards on 'The Andy Griffith Show,'” by Cheryl E. Preston, 12 months ago, in Entertainment, on Vocal Media Geeks.

Did you know that Rodney Dillard was an original member of The Dillards? The Dillards website states:

Rodney Dillard, as founding member of the legendary group, ‘THE DILLARDS’ (aka the Darlings), is seen nearly everyday somewhere in the world thanks to the still enormous popularity of The ANDY GRIFFITH SHOW reruns.

The Dillards website includes The Mayberry Values section, which states:

The Andy Griffith Show has captured the hearts of Americans since the 1960’s. Its emphasis on family values, Christian principles and simply “doing the right thing” made it the most popular show in television history.

RODNEY DILLARD was one of the beloved “Darling boys” on many episodes.

The Mayberry Values section indicates that Rodney Dillard and his wife are or have been:

. . . bringing a wonderfully acclaimed program to churches all over America, proclaiming those cherished MAYBERRY VALUES that are so rapidly disappearing in our society today. Using humor, stories, testimonies, scriptures, song and video presentations, the Dillards are able to touch and inspire families and individuals of all ages. As they say in Mayberry, lets get “all keyed up” – this time for the Lord.

As far as I can figure, Rodney Dillard and his wife are still living, but could be near age 80. I trust that they “keyed up” many “for the Lord.”

Where's the music, you ask? Dillardgrass (on YouTube) includes nine songs (with video) on The Andy Griffith Show Playlist. So, sit back, turn up the volume, and listen to those songs – “ifn ya want to.” I'm partial to Andy Griffith - Leaning On The Everlasting Arms.

Biblical Values

I found Mayberry Podcasts interesting. I listened to a couple of recent podcasts. Y'all might want to visit there and listen a while. I'd suggest “Episode 91 – Sin Is Sin, by Brian, 8/12/2022,” as it fits the theme of this article.

The “Articles on Worldviews in Conflict” section of my website lists three articles that I published, in June, 2022 – on 6/7/2022, 6/26/2022, and 6/30/2022. I thought about including this article in that section, but I didn't. The reading, or re-reading, of those three articles would be helpful.

Have you read Jesus' Sermon on the Mount, in the inspired gospel of Matthew, chapters five to seven? The Bible Gateway website has Jesus' sermon online in NIV translation.

Reading Jesus' Sermon on the Mount encapsulates and defines biblical values. Many other sections of God's inspired word, the Bible, affirm and define biblical values. This article simply points to the Bible, to read – correctly, in immediate and remote contexts of passages – and to understand biblical values. To readers who doubt the Bible and critique its value system, remember that a text, taken out of context, is pretext. (I may unpack that, in a future article or podcast.)


Mayberry values” are biblical values. A return to “Mayberry values” is not nostalgia. This once great nation should repent and return to those values – if the majority of folks would decide to do so.

Old fashioned” biblical values will not be “out of style” on Judgment Day. Are you ready for that day? If not, you are welcome to contact me. I can help you!

Best of luck, to you and yours!” “Tell them, Gomer says hey!”

Tuesday, August 02, 2022



Howdy, y'all! To my viewers in East Tennessee, don't we need more rain? It's been too dry for too long! Okay, that was my dry humor – on yet another partly cloudy day. I reckon that the rain may hit later this afternoon, as usual, unless it goes around us again.

The inspiration for this article is from “The Bull and Baseball,” on Blind Pig & the Acorn, 7/22/2022, by guest writer, Garland Davis. Please pause reading here, to read that article. It's a down right funny one! Garland Davis explains how the bull “took up the shortstop’s position.” His words created a video image in my mind! I entered a comment on that article, on 7/22/2022. Thanks, Tipper, for publishing Garland's article!

This is Not the Bull

The photograph, below, is not part of my story. It may, however, help you imagine the video that I hope my story creates in your mind.

Free image of “Black and white bull in the barn” by FreePik

The bull is not “in the barn!” He's in the barnyard. That bull does look as big and mean – as the bull that I hope that my mental image video will create for you.

My Hornets then the Bull Story

The Setting

When I was a boy, Mom and Dad rented the old Livesay place – just off dead man's curve, near Highway 11W. The old farm house had an upstairs and downstairs. The coal furnace was in the unfinished basement. (Mom stored her canning on the basement shelves.) The pump piped spring water from the spring house to the house. (The spring house was about 100 yards or so from the house.) Dad heated with either coal or wood. (I busted up a lot of coal and split a lot of wood.) The wood stove in the living room and the coal or wood stove in the kitchen helped the furnace (when it worked). We knew how to sleep under several layers of blankets in winter. Mom and Dad moved us to our new home, in 1974, the year that I started high school. The old Livesay place served Mom, Dad, and us four boys. (My youngest brother was born in 1973, so he doesn't remember the Livesay place very well.)

The Livesay homeplace was part of the Livesay farm. I had a lot of fun, roaming the fields and hills. Two barns, another barn for tractors and such, a smoke house, a chicken coop, and an old two-seater outhouse were meant for exploring – well, except the outhouse. We had indoor plumbing.

I'm the eldest of four boys. I was lucky to have two guys, my age, nearby. We all lived within a few cow fields of each other. One of the guys had a younger brother, who was about the age of my next to eldest brother. The five of us boys hiked, camped, built a couple of tree houses, jumped our bicycles across cow ponds, swung on grapevines, skated on iced ponds, snow sledded, had firecracker and BB gun wars, had tobacco stick wars in barn rafters, and had a lot of fun together. I'm surprised that we survived childhood.

The “Jump from the Barn Loft” Game

One game that we played was “jump from the barn loft.” One of the barns had a way to climb up to the loft. The loft had a door (usually open) that opened to the ground below (where humans, cattle, tractors, and wagons could come and go). Hay bales could be tossed from the ground up to the loft, or visa versa, through that door. The drop from the loft to the dirt below was about six feet or so – as well as I can remember.

My buddies and I played “jump from the barn loft” often enough. It was fun! We often played tag while doing it. Often in who got tagged order, we'd take turns, in a line, jumping from the loft to the dirt below. We'd go back around, climb back up, and jump again – several times – until we got tired.

My Last Jump

On a fine, sunny, summer day, the five of us boys were hard at our game! We'd been at it a while. It was getting close to noon – or dinner time – or “lunch,” as Northerners call it. Mom had vittles for us. We were hungry.

I was the last to jump. My buddies had already jumped and headed to the house. I must have been piddling around a while by myself. (Start your mental video recording now.) I smacked the top of the loft, with my left hand, before I jumped. I remember yelling “Geronimo!” I was feeling my oats!

The Hornets then the Bull

I don't know why that we hadn't seen the hornets nest, up in the dark, left corner! I had smacked their nest. The hornets came after me, as I landed on the barn floor.

The bull greeted me. (We had been warned to watch out for him. We hadn't seen him. I saw him, about a second after I'd jumped!) He was standing near where I'd landed, looking mean. He dug one front hoof into the dirt. He snorted.

I took off running out of the barn, through the field, and toward the house! The fence line was about 40 yards away from the barn. The house was about another 100 or more yards from the fence line. The hornets stung me a few times. The bull chased me. I could hear him snort – as I ran -- while the hornets were stinging me.

I out ran the bull and slid under the barbed wire fence, just in time. (Our dogs, Bandit and Blackie, had dug out a spot under the fence, so they could cross under.) That saved me from the bull!

The hornets were still after me. I had to jump over a gate, to get to the gravel road that lead to the house. (Usually, I'd climb over the gate. I managed to jump over it that day!) I ran into the kitchen through the open screen door. I recall hollering, “Open the door! Hornets are chasing me!” Someone held the door open. The metal spring closed the door automatically, once I was inside. That stopped the hornets. Hornets bounced against that screen door a while but left finally.

Mom, bless her heart, treated my hornet stings – about four or five, mostly on my neck and head. I finally ate my dinner. I had to take it easy a couple of days, so Mom could keep treating the hornet stings until they healed. My buddies and I didn't play “jump from the barn loft” a while – if we ever did again. (You may turn off your mental video recording. Be sure to save the tape!)


Over the years, I have told my “the hornets then the bull” story many times. I've told it to young folks – at youth rallies, at church camps, and so forth – to make a spiritual point, which I will do next.

The inspired apostle Peter wrote:

Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.

Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standing firm in the faith, because you know that the family of believers throughout the world is undergoing the same kind of sufferings.

And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast. To him be the power for ever and ever. Amen. (1 Peter 5:6-11, NIV)

The inspired James wrote:

Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you. (James 4:7, NIV)

I “resisted” those hornets and that bull – by running away fast! My “resistance” did not force the hornets and the bull to flee from me. I had to flee from them!

The devil, or Satan, is a “roaring lion,” who wishes “to devour” us. Satan, however, is not as powerful as we think he is. When we submit to God, cast our cares on Him, endure suffering a little while, and resist the devil, then Satan will run away from us! Yes, Satan may “devil” us plenty, but it will be only a little while – when we think in the everlasting perspective.

Lord, my faith stands firm and trusts in you! Devil, I resist you, by faith in Christ, so tuck tail and run away from me! Satan, you lose. God wins. I stand firmly with the winning team.

Y'all are welcome to share my “hornets then the bull” story – either just for fun or, more importantly, to help folks tell the devil to go run off somewhere else and to leave them alone! If folks submit to God and resist the devil, that lying Satan will flee from them.

Friday, July 22, 2022

“IF I WERE THE DEVIL” – Inspired by Paul Harvey (published 7-22-2022; article #340)


On 4/3/1965, Paul Harvey's “If I Were The Devil” aired on the ABC Radio Network. He was almost age 47. I was almost age five. The second section, below, has an apparently valid link, to his 4/3/1965 radio broadcast. I also include his 10/13/1964 and 7/1/1996 newspaper articles. Paul Harvey passed away, at age 90, thirteen years ago.

My 7/22/2022 podcast – "If I Were the Devil” – Inspired by Paul Harvey (published 7-22-2022; podcast #3) – is linked in the first section below. I attained age 62, on 7/17/2022, Sunday. The first section includes the transcript of my 7/22/2022 podcast. Paul Harvey's broadcast, which I have heard many times, inspired my podcast.

M. Fearghail (7/17/1960 - ), “If I Were The Devil,” 7/22/2022


My 7/22/2022 podcast is on my YouTube channel, at "If I Were the Devil" – Inspired by Paul Harvey (published 7-22-2022; podcast #3).

I wish that my voice carried the same eloquence as Paul Harvey. Read and listen to the words. The words are what matters.


“If I Were the Devil,” by M. Fearghail, on Friday, July 22nd, 2022, as inspired by Paul Harvey.

If I were the devil, I would lie that God does not exist, that the universe was created from nothing – and it evolved, that there is no life after death, and that the Bible is myth. I would lie that I am a myth.

If I were the devil, I would focus hearts and minds on the here and now. They would think that 70, 80, 90, or even 100 years is a long time – that there is no everlasting joy – or torment.

If I were the devil, I would lie that society decides what is right and wrong. What is right may become wrong, and what is wrong may become right. There are no absolutes – except that nothing is absolute.

If I were the devil, I'd teach the majority to worship the creation, or the government, or both – not the Creator. I would deceive them to economic then national destruction – to “save the planet.” They would worship the sun – not the Son.

If I were the devil, I would destroy the traditional family. I've been doing a good job. Children would turn in their parents, or their grandparents, to the authorities. Grandparents would have to raise their grandchildren. I already have most of the parents.

If I were the devil, I'd confuse male and female. How a man or woman, or a boy or girl, “feels” is his or her gender. I would change the definition of marriage, to be anything I wanted it to be.

If I were the devil, I would keep inflation hot. I'd print worthless money and increase national debt. I'd give out handouts. I'd keep exports low and imports high. I would make a rich nation a beggar – for money, for oil, for products – to a rising nation. I've already made Mandarin a hard language to learn.

If I were the devil, I would open the border wider – for all illegals to cross. Bring in all, who yearn for handouts, bus rides, cell phones, and places to live! Bring in terrorists, stalkers, rapists, criminals, murderers!

If I were the devil, I would demand the “right to choose” on abortion, but I would deny the “right to choose” on education. Unborn babies must be murdered, and children must be brain washed.

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If I were the devil, the man of lawlessness, I would destroy civil society. My evil children would commit all kinds of wickedness, to honor me. The blind would blame the vehicle, the gun, the knife, or the weapon of choice – instead of how my disciples use those tools.

If I were the devil, I would ridicule the founding fathers and their documented principles. I would ridicule them – not for their principles -- but due to their vices. After all, a man with vices can do nothing virtuous! I would re-write the nation's history and indoctrinate the children in socialist schools. I would “cancel” anyone, who stood against me.

If I were the devil, I'd continue to grow the socialist government – of the government, by the government, for the government – as one divided nation, under socialism, with liberty and justice for the politically correct. Pesky patriots would go to re-education camps or “to the devil” – me.

If I were the devil, I'd just keep doing what he's doing – to take the majority to Hell with him.

Wake up (not woke up), America! Do not go to the devil! Turn to the Lord! I have spoken.

Paul Harvey Aurandt “Paul Harvey” (9/4/1918 – 2/28/2009), If I Were The Devil”

One apparently valid link to Paul Harvey's 4/3/1965 radio broadcast and transcript, "If I Were The Devil," is via Illinois Fraternal Order of Police, at '"If I Were The Devil' by Paul Harvey | Illinois Fraternal Order Of Police.” That link also includes their 3/25/2021 YouTube link, to the same 4/3/1965 broadcast. (Note: the link could be Paul Harvey's modified rebroadcast of his original broadcast. A search of “Paul Harvey, If I Were The Devil, 4/3/1965” provides other links.)

Paul Harvey's wisdom still speaks. Please click the link, above, and listen to his ageless eloquence, in his distinct voice.

Paul Harvey's 10/13/1964 newspaper column, If I Were the Devil I Would Pray, Our Father Who Art in Washington,” is in “The Gadsden Times,” in Gadsden, Alabama. The link to his column is at Google News Archive Search, The Gadsden Times, 10/13/1964, page 4. (It is easier to read.) The following is my download of that link.

Paul Harvey's 7/1/1996 newspaper column, If I were the devil,” is in the "Reading Eagle" (Reading, PA). The link to his column is at Google News Archive Search, Reading Eagle, 7/1/1996, Opinion B4. (It is easier to read.) The following is my download of that link.

Paul Harvey revised his original newspaper column. He adapted his original column in his radio broadcast. Paul Harvey's wisdom still speaks. His wisdom inspired my written and verbal words, with the same title.


The inspired apostle Paul wrote the following, to the Christians at Thessalonica, at Colossae, and at Rome. I emboldened certain phrases and sentences, for emphasis.

To the Thessalonians

Concerning the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ and our being gathered to him, we ask you, brothers and sisters, not to become easily unsettled or alarmed by the teaching allegedly from us – whether by a prophecy or by word of mouth or by letter – asserting that the day of the Lord has already come. Don’t let anyone deceive you in any way, for that day will not come until the rebellion occurs and the man of lawlessness is revealed, the man doomed to destruction. He will oppose and will exalt himself over everything that is called God or is worshiped, so that he sets himself up in God’s temple, proclaiming himself to be God.

Don’t you remember that when I was with you I used to tell you these things? And now you know what is holding him back, so that he may be revealed at the proper time. For the secret power of lawlessness is already at work; but the one who now holds it back will continue to do so till he is taken out of the way. And then the lawless one will be revealed, whom the Lord Jesus will overthrow with the breath of his mouth and destroy by the splendor of his coming. The coming of the lawless one will be in accordance with how Satan works. He will use all sorts of displays of power through signs and wonders that serve the lie, and all the ways that wickedness deceives those who are perishing. They perish because they refused to love the truth and so be saved. For this reason God sends them a powerful delusion so that they will believe the lie and so that all will be condemned who have not believed the truth but have delighted in wickedness.

But we ought always to thank God for you, brothers and sisters loved by the Lord, because God chose you as firstfruits to be saved through the sanctifying work of the Spirit and through belief in the truth. He called you to this through our gospel, that you might share in the glory of our Lord Jesus Christ.

So then, brothers and sisters, stand firm and hold fast to the teachings we passed on to you, whether by word of mouth or by letter. May our Lord Jesus Christ himself and God our Father, who loved us and by his grace gave us eternal encouragement and good hope, encourage your hearts and strengthen you in every good deed and word. (2 Thess. 2:1-17, the entire chapter, NIV)

To the Collossians

So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live your lives in him, rooted and built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness.

See to it that no one takes you captive through hollow and deceptive philosophy, which depends on human tradition and the elemental spiritual forces of this world rather than on Christ. (Colossians 2:6-8, NIV)

To the Romans

Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will. (Romans 12:2, NIV)

The majority, in the world and in this once great nation, are choosing to follow Satan, the devil, to his everlasting torment. A few are choosing wisely. I hope that you, dear reader, are choosing to follow the Way, the Truth, and the Life. If not, choose wisely.

Wake up, America – before it's too late!

Thursday, July 14, 2022

THE SOLID ROCK: CLINGMAN'S DOME or KUWAHI or CHRIST? (published 7-14-2022; article #339)


Over the years, I have enjoyed several trips to Clingman's Dome, in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Mom and Dad took us boys there. I think that I took a girlfriend or two there. I've been there alone and with family and friends.

Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I have been there. On 10/28/2007, I took the photograph, below, of the observation tower on Clingman's Dome. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman is standing, center, in the light blue sweatshirt. You're “busted” dear!

Once, after Mom (Betty Lou Wood Ferrell, 11/24/1932 - 12/27/2000) went to see Jesus, Dad (Earl Ferrell, 9/17/1927 - 1/25/2008) admitted to us boys that he's walked up the short and paved but steep trail, to the overlook, and walked up the ramp to the viewing area (where Mrs. Appalachian Irishman is standing in the photograph above). Dad had known damage to his ticker (heart). Dad knew what he could and couldn't do. He knew what he could do, if he took his time. Dad hiked Clingman's Dome – even with his bad ticker! Yes, Dad was tough.

Clingman's Dome” not “Clingmans Dome”

The Great Smoky Mountains National Park website has an article on “Clingman[']s Dome.” Y'all might want to check out the article.

I must correct the common grammatical error! It is “Clingman's Dome” – not “Clingmans Dome!” The apostrophe needs to come before the 's' – as I will explain momentarily!

Clingman's Dome Could Be Renamed “Kuwahi”

The Land Changed Hands

The Eastern Band of Cherokee Indians, a sovereign nation, may petition the USSA federal government, to return the original Cherokee name “Kuwahi” to Clingman's Dome. I heard this the other day, on the local TV news. Of several sources, I have selected, for this article, post, “Clingman[']s Dome may soon receive a new name; what you should know,” by John Gullion, updated 7/8/2022. The Tribal Council considers the petition today (7/14/2022).

Kuwahi” means “Mulberry Place,” in English. Kuwahi has historical significance to the Cherokee people. I suggest that you read the article that I have referenced. The Cherokee people, as a larger nation, had lived in the land for centuries. The Eastern Band of Cherokees, as a much smaller nation, still lives there.

The federal government forced the native Cherokee people off their land – in the Trail of Tears (1830 - 1850). In my bookcase, I have the book, by John Ehle (12/13/1925 - 3/24/2018), “Trail of Tears: The Rise and Fall of the Cherokee Nation,” published in 1988. I bought and read the book years ago. The moral failure of this once great nation to the Cherokee people is profoundly sad, as an understatement. The ideal principal, in the Pledge of Allegiance, of “liberty and justice for all,” failed the Cherokee nation. Settlers took over their land – for about a hundred years.

Of course, the USSA government has owned the Great Smoky Mountains National Park, for almost a hundred years. The United States Congress chartered the park, in 1934. President Franklin D. Roosevelt dedicated the park, in 1940. (One source is Great Smoky Mountains Association, History of the Smokies.) The Great Smoky Mountains National Park started during the Great Depression. The New Deal, of socialism, was underway.

By the way, I happened to find, at Social History for Every Classroom (SHEC), an interesting letter of 3/7/1934. See “Anonymous, 'A Citizen Claims the New Deal is a Path Towards Socialism,' SHEC: Resources for Teachers.” New Deal socialism concerned that writer, eighty-eight years ago. That concern has been ongoing. Dad and Mom were children, in 1934.

The creation of the park forced the settlers -- whose ancestors had taken the land from the Cherokee -- off their land. The “greater good” paid those folks a little money – even if they didn't want to sell – to get them off their land. This was another moral failure in American history – from the stand point of “liberty and justice for all.”

The land has changed hands three times: the Cherokee, to the settlers, to the USSA government. In the current “woke” (whatever that is) culture, names are changing, monuments are coming down, and history is being rewritten. I understand why the Eastern Band of Cherokee wants to rename Clingman's Dome to Kuwahi. (See my next section.)

Thomas Clingman

The North Carolina History Project article, “Thomas Clingman (1812 – 1897),” written by Jonathan Martin, details the life of Thomas Clingman, after whom Clingman's Dome was named. (That's why “Clingman's” is correct, not “Clingmans.”) Clingman was a Democrat, who served in the United States Senate, from 1858 until 1861. He thought, in error, that one man could own another (slavery). He held the rank of colonel in the Confederate Army, during the War Between the States.

I had never known the story behind the naming of Clingman's Dome mountain, until I learned – a few days ago – that the the Eastern Band of Cherokee wants to rename Clingman's Dome to Kuwahi. Again, I understand why they want to rename their ancestral mountain.

Knox County, Tennessee, Needs to be Renamed!

I thought that I would learn how Knox County, Tennessee, got its name – along with the city of Knoxville. I did the research.

From City of Knoxville, “Fun Facts About Knoxville,” I learned:

Indians were the first settlers of Knoxville and East Tennessee. By the time the first European settlers appeared, the Cherokees dominated the region.

Knoxville was named after Henry Knox, President Washington's War Secretary.

Who was Henry Knox? US History includes “Historic Valley Forge, Who Served Here? General Henry Knox: Page 2,” which states, in part, as follows (with my bold yellow highlighting added):

Knox was elected Secretary at War by Congress in 1785, and in 1789 he was appointed Secretary of War in President Washington's new cabinet.

Conflicts with various groups of Native peoples primarily occupied Knox in his role as Secretary of War. Knox oversaw a government policy of steady removal of native people, including the Creek and Cherokee, from their traditional lands.

The Cherokee people did not receive “liberty and justice for all” – due to Henry Knox (and others, as I am sure). My further research found that the general area, of and around Knoxville and Knox County, was a hunting ground for the Cherokee people. See The Knoxville Focus archived article, by Mike Steely and City of Knoxville, “History of the City.”

I would understand, if the Eastern Band of Cherokees wanted to petition the Knox County government and the Knoxville City government, to rename Knox County and Knoxville to an appropriate Cherokee name.

After all, my ancestry is predominately Irish, and I know the oppression that the Irish endured, by the British Empire and as immigrants to America. (See, for example, my March 10, 2021 and January 30, 2022 articles.) I don't like “the fighting Irish” as the nickname for the University of Notre Dame football team – even if the name may signify a positive meaning!


It is the choice of my readers, to determine if I write this article in sarcastic humor or seriously. The Irish in me doesn't even know! Perhaps I write with both sarcasm and seriousness. Go woke or go broke! Y'all figure it out.

If the USSA government decides to rename Clingman's Dome to Kuwahi – as the USSA demise into “Socialist Utopian Oblivion” continues – then I won't mind saying “Kuwahi.” Please, however, forgive me, if my slip of the tongue says “Clingman's Dome!” I would not want to be “canceled!” The Irish in me would like to see anyone try to “cancel” me!

This once great nation did not follow the biblical worldview – by taking land from the Cherokees and by engaging in many other points of evil. This once great nation still does not follow the biblical worldview – in majority.

Wake up (not “woke up”), America! Return to the principals of the founding fathers – which are based on the biblical worldview! Stand on the Rock. All other ground is sinking sand.

Edward Mote, in 1834, wrote the hymn, “My Hope is Built on Nothing Less.” Verse one:

My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ Name.
On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

The inspiration for the hymn is the conclusion of Jesus' “Sermon on the Mount” (in Matthew 5:1 - 7:28):

Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash. (Matthew 7:24-27, NIV)

I have finished and published my sermon finally. Do I hear an amen? I am still thinking about doing a podcast sermon – audio and video.