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Av’st what be on the horizon

Today be t’ day we all look towards though’t the year. It be TLPD 2013. Argh!

Me buckos and I be using th’ fair winds to scourge the land for booty, but I must heave to and tell ya a tale that be fitting to be told.

Forget ye not, the ol’ buccaneer that let th’ scallywags cleave him to the brisket and hang ‘im from the yardarm. He be doing this fer you, and ye be just a scurvy dog yeselve. This be worth more than bags of doubloons.


But now ye be shipshape. Weigh anchor and hoist the mizzen!

1 Peter 2:24 “He hisself bore our sins” in his body on the cross, so that we might die t’ sins ‘n live fer righteousness; “by his wounds ye ‘ave been healed.”

Daily Post Talk Like a Pirate Day

Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day

This was originally sent as an email on Talk Like a Pirate Day 2008 ( Friday September 19, 2008)

Me hearties,

Tis ‘talk like a pirate day!’.  Me thinks it be a jolly day t’ scrub th’ poop deck an’ gather me some Doubloons!
I be not aye to be doin’ this for t’ whole email, so me reckon me will translate t’ verses today into pirate talk.”

Pray fer e’eryone an’ share th’ loot with e’eryone ye can this day
Heartly enjoy!.

No Quarter!


Acts 2:38
Repent an’ be baptized, e’ery one o’ ye, in the name o’ Jesus Christ fer the fergiveness o’ yer sins. An’ ye will receive the gift o’ the Holy Spirit.
1 Cor 9:19
Though I be free and belong t’ no scurvy dog, I make meself a slave t’ everyone, t’ win as many as possible.
Acts 3:5-6
5So th’ scurvy dog  gave them his attention, expectin’ t’ get somethin’ from them. 6Then Peter said, “Pieces of eight I do nay be havin’, but what I be havin’ I gift ye. In t’ name o’ Jesus Christ o’ Nazareth, walk.”

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Yo ho yo ho Talk like a pirate day’s for me 2009

TLAPD 2009

This was originally sent as a email on Friday, September 18, 2009  to the bible class I was teaching:

Argh me hearties!

Ahoy, ‘tis Friday, one day before speak like a scurvy pirate day, but I ain’t be passing by th’ opportunity t’speak wit’ ye buckos ‘n share Christ wit’ a wee flair.

Me hearties, the old salt was marked with the Black Spot. Avast, he was made to kiss the gunner’s daughter, and wast given a taste o’ ye cat o’nine tails. After the flogging he be left t’ dance with ol’ Jack Ketch.   Arr, he went t’ Davy Jones’ locker fer ye. But, he didn’t stay like buried booty.  Smartly, he didn’t stay in the bung hole.  No, begad he beat that ol’ scurvy dog th’ Devil and came back t’ life. – fer ye an’ fer me. Now you don’t have t’ be a bilge rat. You be as beautiful as th’ sea herself. Yo-ho-ho!  Forgiven, Shiver me timbers, Grab you bosun, alert the Cap’n, it be time for a shantey.

So heartly enjoy th’ day.

Remember t’ come out fer tavern on Sunday mornin’ after a great hour ‘o worship. Arrr, th’ speaker gunna be great. Aye, me parrot concurs.

Me must get back to swabbing the poop deck,

No quarter!


(if you be confused to parts of this email, be clicking your landlubber self to here for some translations:

Romans 6:3-5

(Pirate Version)
3Or don’t ye be knowin’ that all o’ us who were baptized into Christ Jesus were baptized into his Davy Jones’ treasure chest? 4We were tharfore buried wit’ him through baptism into Davy Jones’ treasure chest  in order that, just as Christ was raised from t’ went t’ Davy Jones’ locker through t’ glory o’ th’ salty sea-do ‘o a Father, we too may live a new life. 5If we have been united wit’ him like ‘tis in his Davy Jones’ treasure chest, we gunna certainly also be united wit’ him in his resurrection.

(New International Version)

3Or don’t you know that all of us who were baptized into Christ Jesus were baptized into his death? 4We were therefore buried with him through baptism into death in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, we too may live a new life.

5If we have been united with him like this in his death, we will certainly also be united with him in his resurrection.

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Yo Ho Ho

Sink Me!

Avast ye scurvy landlubbers!  ‘tis be day me hearties ’n me have been itchin’ fer many a fortnight.  Tis be th’ shore leave o’  talk like a pirate day.  Shiver me timbers! That’s correct, Sunday be Talk Like A Pirate Day.

T’ celebrate, I gunna be reposting some scurvy pirate speak from 08 ‘n 09 through th’ shore leave.  Also me gunna be tellin’ ye a tale.

If ye be thinking me be addled, belay that ‘n handsomely use ye deadlights to read on.

Lads and Lassies, We have been giv’n much loot and have much t’ g’ve.  Take ye a gander at what th’ old salt Paul says in Galatians. Blimey!

Arr, ye, me brothers, war called t’ be free. But do not use your freedom pillaging, looting and chasing swag; rather, swab th’ decks with ye buckos in love. T’ entire law be summed up in a sin’le command: “Love ye mateys as yeself.” Galatians 5:13-14

Avast, me don’t think we just lay ‘bout and become shark bait.  Gar, me hearties, press on smartly ‘n honor th’ pieces of eight ye have been given

No Quarter!

Fair Winds to ye now ye dogs!