The Michels Heritage Center Proposal

colbert farmFoundation Proposal

The John and Norma Michels Heritage Center


In 2014, roughly ten months before his death, John Michels Sr. met with a number of his children on the porch of John Michels Jr.’s home in Sioux Falls, South Dakota, to discuss the assets he would leave behind and his wishes for his legacy. A number of his children present to attend the wedding of John Jr.’s younger daughter, Charlotte. John Sr. expressed his desire for his offspring to take the real estate properties he owned in North Spokane and utilize them to create some sort of trust that would reflect his life and beliefs. The property he wanted to deed to this entity would be his legacy to future generations.

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Trump: Keeping Hope Alive


Erich Michels
October 13, 2017

Watching Trump’s speech to the Values Voters today (Friday), it seemed to me the cornerstone of the address was the word “hope.” America is great because America is filled with hope.

“Hope” was a word utilized by Barack Obama. Now we see Trump appropriating the word.

Make America Great Again, as I noted yesterday, is a compelling message for both liberals and conservatives. I referred to two messengers appealing to two different audiences:

Messenger 1: Jeff Daniels

Jeff Daniels’ depiction of jaded TV Journalist Will McAvoy in the HBO series “The Newsroom, with a message appealing to the college educated left. Daniels really nails his part in this clip, so much so it belongs to Daniels more than it does McAvoy, so with apologies I will refer to Daniels as the man behind the message going forward. This clip was widely shared in social media in the years running up to the 2016 election, before Trump was even a candidate. So, although it’s been used by presidential candidates before (we have Reagan on tape using it, for one example), I maintain the idea in its present iteration came first from the Jeff Daniels character.

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A return to the Garden of Eden: nine things Jesus believed about marriage

We are stardust, we are golden

Caught in the devil’s bargain

And we’ve got to get ourselves, back to the Garden

– Joni Mitchell

Since my high school days, Joni was my go-to when it came to understanding women.  But when it comes to understanding God, I rely mostly on Jesus. Whenever Jesus talks about God and His intents and purposes, it is a good idea to listen, ponder, and expect at least a bit of it to make one uneasy. God is incomprehensible, the wise say. But Jesus has an inside track on His ways.

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Coach Patton addresses his troops

The difference between “fun” and joy

Saturday begins a new baseball season for me. For about the 15th season, I will lead a group of young boys, this season aged 7-8, into the glorious national pastime as a coach in the Northwest Christian Sports League.  Every season a group of parents put their young man in my charge for a few hours every week. It is a honor I do not take lightly, being a parent of six myself, I know how easy it is to have your child overlooked, and how an experience that was supposed to be fun for the child can instead become a real drag.

I always joke that I am best suited to coach young boys in baseball, because I have intimate knowledge of what it is like to be the worst player on the team.  Partly it was because I was low on the age and experience scale, as most players were into their second season in our division. And partly it is because I am, well, a pretty bad ballplayer. So I have special insight on what it is like to underachieve on the play fields of America. I was so bad in Little League(TM), I quit in mid-season. I didn’t mind so much being bad, I just didn’t understand the purpose of having me on the team. One day walking to school, a group of my former teammates came up to me, angry, and ready to rough me up.

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Stefan Molyneux and Cultural Self Hatred

Self hatred is not a useful response when attacked. Self examination is useful when reflection is called for, but dangerous when demanded by others in the political, cultural or military realm. Especially dangerous when demanded by opponents who are incapable of reciprocation. It won’t end well to capitulate under such circumstances.

I stumbled upon Stefan as a YouTube philosophy teacher while refreshing my own knowledge of our great pre-Christian tradition of philosophy. He didn’t appear to me to be very sympathetic or appreciative of the Christian use and (dare I say) “appropriation” of Aristotle. But he knew his stuff. This full throated defense of European culture in its proper perspective really surprised me. And he is right.

Our ability to self reflect in order to pursue peace and the higher good is good. But European civilization deserves a full throated defense against those in academia and politics who cannot seem to practice it, even as they insist others do so that their opponents disarm to appease them and their list of demands.

And, I am tired of ideological academics to the Marxist dialectics of power and oppression in matters of race and gender. It is ignorant and therefore foolish to do so. The Marxist dialectic was overly simplistic, dogmatic, and wrong in the discussion of economics in the days of the cold war. History is now repeating itself as farce in the use of it to fight the current wars over race, gender and culture.


Planes, Bikes, and Automobiles

Godspeed, then and now

All day Monday we watched the news of Superstorm Stella. My son has a three day training session scheduled for Chicago he needs to run and I am coming along to assist. The media attention was on the Northeast, mostly Boston and New York, but off to the side, there is talk that Chicago was scheduled to get a few inches as well. We checked the web, called the airlines, and wondered whether or not to get on standby that night for a red eye flight, or just take our chances with the morning flight reservations we had for today, Tuesday. We didn’t want to scramble to do the red eye standby thing, and pay the extra money for the hassle, but with some of our trainees coming in on international flights,  and already  quite likely en route, we definitely didn’t want to cancel the training.

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Jesus’s big homecoming

I thought I’d offer a chapter on a little book I’m working on about the life of Jesus. I’ve read a couple little books about Jesus, and both profoundly affected my life. It has been a dream of mine to write a similar book in hopes it would bless others like these two blessed me.

The Kingdom of God comes to Galilee

Jesus’s public ministry really took hold in Galilee, a region of Israel 100 or so kilometers from Jerusalem. Following his first miraculous sign, the turning of water to wine, things really pick up, and the ministry of Jesus becomes the biggest thing going on in Israel since the days of Moses, David and the other heroes of the sacred history of the Jews. The Jewish people were used to reading and hearing about the great feats of Israel’s heroes: the collapse of the walls of Jericho, the feats of strength by Samson, the wonders and miracles of Elijah as he confronted the false prophets of Baal, calling down fire from heaven.

But for hundreds of years, since the original great temple was destroyed as a chastisement by an angry God, and then rebuilt by a chastened people, the great golden age of Yahweh’s people was pretty much a thing of the past. Determined to do better and remain faithful to Yahweh, the people of God dutifully studied their Torah and Prophets in the local meeting rooms called synagogues, and performed their temple rites with three yearly gatherings in Jerusalem to worship and sacrifice. Working hard to keep false gods out of their land, they doubled down their focus on obeying the laws Moses handed down from Mount Sinai, and studied the prophets. But it was hard to discern the hand of God on their land, as they watched the Greeks and then the Romans subdue their nation. They waited, as many Christians, Jews, and even Muslims do today, for the coming of their Messiah.  They also took matters into their own hands, as seen in the Maccabean Revolt roughly 200 years earlier, when a movement known as “Hellenization” took hold among the more well-to-do of Judea. Hellenization, or the process of adopting Greek culture, practices and religious mindsets, threatened to destroy the uniqueness of the Jewish people, culture, and devotion to Yahweh. A largely rural, pious lower class uprising against the post-Alexander the Great Seleucid Empire bravely resisted the occupying forces and the compromising element within Judaism.  Hopes that the Maccabean uprising would bring about the Messianic kingdom were dashed as the Roman Empire followed and established control over Judea.

When Messiah appeared, it was well understood he would be a great and mighty king, one who would put the Caesars and Alexander the Great to shame –  defeating the enemies of Yahweh, and thus ushering in an amazing period and Empire of their own. This would be an empire in which Israel would be the great nation over all the world, and the gentile nations would see the greatness of their one true God, and paying homage to Him through them. They were looking for this mighty political and military leader, and counting down the days as written in the book of Daniel, which prophesied 490 years earlier to expect the coming of the Messiah in 490 years.

It had indeed been roughly 490 years since the prophecy of Daniel began the timeclock, and thus an anticipation of something big happening.  John the Baptist’s message to repent and prepare lest you fall into the hands of an angry Messiah had people everywhere coming to be baptized to be made worthy of his appearance. Pharisees, scribes and priests were looking at their station in society and wondering whether and where they fit into God’s great plan. Did they look the part? They followed the laws of Moses scrupulously. Of that, no one watching them could doubt.

Herod the Great left three sons in charge of Israeli regions. No doubt they wondered about the Messiah and whether, like Herod, they would be replaced, or perhaps even fit the bill.  Zealots roamed the streets, perhaps like Islamic extremists of our day, discerning the times, believing they may have a role in a great apocalyptic end-times event, and wondering what their role might be in throwing off the unclean yoke of the Roman rulers and ushering in the Messianic Kingdom. In short, the Jewish world needed a hero. And however they believed this hero would come, and behave, and rule, it would be nothing like the Messiah would actually do.  Rather, those who were not fascinated, smitten and hooked were scandalized by this Jesus of Nazareth.

He created a buzz throughout Galilee with his works, signs, and teachings, and now came back to Nazareth. Local boy made good. Perhaps a parade would be in order.  There was to be a parade all right.

Like the Presidential candidate who goes to his home town of his humble beginnings to announce his candidacy, it was in Jesus’s own coming into Nazareth that the Kingdom of God was announced to the world. The townsfolk was pretty excited to see him, a prophet of God whom they heard was doing some pretty remarkable things.  Perhaps they would see something from him as well. They gave him the seat of honor in their synagogue, and handed him a scroll to read and teach from. This should be good, they thought. Still, they were a cynical lot.  We might even want to name Nazareth the “Show Me” town.

For Jesus, Son of the Living God, now clearing his throat to give his announcement address, it was probably as if this was some sort of talent audition, but that the judges for this Israel’s God Talent episode were replaced with Larry, Curly and Moe.

Jesus unrolled the scroll, search for and then read a Messianic verse from the great prophet Isaiah:

“The Spirit of the Lord is on me,

because he has anointed me

to proclaim good news to the poor.

He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners

and recovery of sight for the blind,

to set the oppressed free,

to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.”


Then he rolled up the scroll, gave it back to the attendant and sat down.  With all eyes fashioned on him, Jesus made the announcement – the Messiah had indeed come. To Nazareth of all places:

“Today,” he said, “this scripture is fulfilled in your hearing.”

Cognitive dissonance swept in. For while all were impressed at the local boy, even amazed by his presentation. But this was a little much. A little like the neighborhood kid, a talented boy, played Yesterday and Hard Day’s Night for you, had done it quite well, and then suddenly announced he was better than the Beatles.

“Isn’t this Joseph’s son?” they asked. It was going to take a lot more than a powerfully done reading on a Saturday at church to get buy in. Jesus sensed this, and found their faith lacking. Hands crossed against their breasts, people were looking for that miraculous sign. No one brought forward a sick child, or a blind man, which would have been the proper response after a reading and interpretation like this one. Rather, like the incident at the Temple, they wanted to see something. Show me. It was the big show temptation again (Jesus at the pinnacle of the Temple with the Devil during his 40 day fast).

For some reason, to this author at least, having his natural family around like this just seemed to bring out the worst in Jesus. The little town blues was getting to him here. He snapped back hard:

Jesus said to them, “Surely you will quote this proverb to me: ‘Physician, heal yourself!’ And you will tell me, ‘Do here in your hometown what we have heard that you did in Capernaum.’ ”

Jesus then let them off easy, in a way: you are unworthy of me, but it’s not your fault. Rather, it’s a bit in your DNA. The bible study continued  – to illustrate:

“Truly I tell you,” he continued, “no prophet is accepted in his hometown. I assure you that there were many widows in Israel in Elijah’s time, when the sky was shut for three and a half years and there was a severe famine throughout the land. Yet Elijah was not sent to any of them, but to a widow in Zarephath in the region of Sidon. And there were many in Israel with leprosy in the time of Elisha the prophet, yet not one of them was cleansed—only Naaman the Syrian.”

Here Jesus was challenging the hometown: You want to see the miracles of your scriptures, in this here scroll, don’t you? You gotta bring a little faith to the game. And the bible study continued, as Jesus explained that even unbelieving Gentiles in their blessed scriptures brought a little more faith to the table, citing 1) a widow from Lebanon and 2) a ruler from Syria.

The first story was likely in the forefront of Jesus’s mind. Elijah was chased out of his home country. Jesus was about to be chased out of his home town.

For Israel at that time was ruled by an evil and idol worshipping king and queen of Israel. Ahab and Jezebel refused Elijah’s command to end worship of Baal, even though obedience to the prophet might end the famine.  Elijah became a man marked by the king for death, and was sent by God out of Judea to the Sidon widow to be cared for until the time came to challenge the Baal prophets. When he met the widow, she had enough flour and oil to bake one small cake for her and her son. They would eat it and die, she told him. Elijah responded that she should bake the cake for him, and let him, the prophet of God, to eat it. If she did so, God would provide her with flour and oil for as long as he lived with them. The widow did so, and the flour and oil vats did not run out. Jesus would himself perform a similar miracle soon using a few loaves and fishes.

In the Namaan episode, the Syrian ruler was dying of leprosy, and his aide convinced him there was a great prophet in Israel named Elisha who could cure him of the incurable disease. Naaman was quite skeptical, but went along. When they came to Elisha, the prophet didn’t even meet Naaman, but merely sent word to tell him to bathe in the river Jordan. Naaman was furious, and replied to his aide that had he wanted a bath, he could have found a better spot in Syria than the Jordan. His aide replied that he might want to show a little humility here, and do what the prophet said. Had Elisha told him to perform some extravagant task, he said in a challenge to his boss, Naaman would have done so, sufficiently impressed. Obedience, not degree of difficulty, was the issue here. Naaman agreed with his aide’s logic, bathed in the Jordan, and was cleansed.

Jesus not only announced the arrival of the Messiah, but indicated here that if Israel would not show sufficient deference and respect for him, the Gentile world would.

The local townfolk were not impressed with the reply from this too-big-for-his-britches Jesus, who suddenly went from speaking well to insulting them. With Joseph no longer around, they had seen and heard enough and began the hometown hero parade, which was actually a mob, pushing Jesus to a cliff to throw him off.

But, as Jesus told his mother Mary earlier, his time had not yet come, and he passed through their midst, and went on his way – back to Capernaum. From that point forward, Jesus would bring the Kingdom of God to the region. But he was much more careful in letting people know who they were dealing with.

He would find that whereas the typical Galilean would have trouble discerning the man and the times, the spirit world had no confusion as to who Jesus was.