Podcasts about Jethro

In this mind-bending episode of The Box of Oddities, Jethro dives into Robert Temple's electrifying theory that the universe might actually be alive—and trying to talk to us. Could plasma—the same substance that fills stars, powers lightning, and glows in neon lights—be a living intelligence? Temple suggests that the mysterious orbs, pillars of fire, and UFO-like lights seen throughout history might all be manifestations of the same cosmic consciousness reaching out across the galaxy. Kat and Jethro explore the parallels between deep-space structures and the human brain, the eerie beauty of ball lightning, and how ancient prophets may have witnessed plasma phenomena long before science had a name for it. Then, Kat switches gears to set fire to your curiosity—literally—by investigating the latest in fire science. From sound-wave extinguishers to DARPA's plasma-bending experiments, she reveals how modern tech is rethinking the way we fight flames. Plus, we discover what happens when your upstairs neighbor doubles as a weight-lifting thunder god, why Kat owns a crystal vase for questionable reasons, and how chickens got arms for Christmas. This Box contains the following ingredients: Robert Temple, plasma intelligence, ball lightning, crop circles, afterlife physics, intelligent universe, sound-wave fire extinguisher, DARPA fire suppression, Box of Oddities podcast, Kat and Jethro, paranormal science, weird science, cosmic consciousness. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Iowa's Heartbreaker to Oregon and Iowa State's Huge Win vs TCU on a Jethro's BBQ Reaction Monday - Hour 1

If you think the IMF is winning in El Salvador, think again! Bitcoin Beach founder's Mike Peterson sits down with Jethro, Kiki, and Charlie to show the receipts from the ground. We talk real Bitcoin circular economies, the merchants who now prefer sats, and how everyday life in El Zonte, El Tunco, and beyond has changed when money is freedom money.San Salvador's historic center is about to become the stage for Bitcoin Histórico. El Salvador National Palace and National Theater will lit up with a VIP lineup most people said would never come here. Russell Brand's fireside chat will lead a heavyweight program with Max Keiser, Stacy Herbert, Jeff Booth, Preston Pysh, Lawrence Lepard, Zuby, Giacomo Zucco, Jimmy Song, and more. If you want to witness the moment Bitcoin goes mainstream in El Salvador, be there.@adoptingbitcoin 2025 doubles down on builders and the “Network Effect.” Kiki walks through Spanish and English tracks, high-signal technical workshops, and a live Lightning dashboard tracking spend across vendors. From education programs like Librería de Satoshi (@libsatoshi) to Cubo+ alumni now working in Bitcoin, this is what it looks like when a conference runs Bitcoin only and measures real adoption.Up in the mountains, Economía Bitcoin turns @BitcoinBerlinSV in Berlin, El Salvador, into a two-day masterclass on circular economies. Charlie and Jethro bring merchants who price in sats, not dollars, and entrepreneurs like BitDriver, Bitcoin Travel, and BitTasker who keep value inside the loop. Panels range from core tech to coffee and commerce, with a festival vibe that still stays high signal.Between events, the coast lights up. Bitcoin Coast has El Tunco onboarding fast, and Punta Mango hosts a surf week where athletes receive sats to spend locally. We're soft-launching our Bitcoin Villas there to keep the mission sustainable and the community thriving. If this is the El Salvador you want to see more of, subscribe, drop a comment, and share this with the friend who still asks, “But who actually uses Bitcoin?”Guest Links:Jethro Toro: https://x.com/JethroToroKiki: https://x.com/bitcoinbabeyCharlie: https://x.com/TheNaturalInve1Economía Bitcoin conference: X https://x.com/EconomiaBtchttps://www.bitcoinberlinsv.com/economia-bitcoin-2025Adopting Bitcoin conference: X https://x.com/AdoptingBTChttps://sv25.adoptingbitcoin.org/Bitcoin Histórico: X https://x.com/btchistoricosvhttps://bitcoinhistorico.com/Support and follow Bitcoin Beach:X: @BitcoinBeachIG: @bitcoinbeach_svTikTok: @livefrombitcoinbeachhttps://bitcoinbeach.comBrowse through this quick guide to learn more about the episode:0:00 Why is “Bitcoin Month” kicking off in El Salvador now?2:32 What is the Bitcoin Country podcast and who's on it?5:19 What's the story behind the Bitcoin “Hollywood” sign studio?8:47 What is Bitcoin Histórico at San Salvador's National Palace?11:54 How are El Zonte merchants using the Lightning Network and saving sats?16:15 Did the Chivo wallet actually drive Bitcoin adoption in El Salvador?21:07 Bitcoin Histórico dates and tickets, plus the Russell Brand fireside chat?22:38 What makes the Adopting Bitcoin conference different this year?34:52 How will the live Lightning dashboard track spend across vendors?52:18 What's happening in Punta Mango?Live From Bitcoin Beach

Want to listen to The Box of Oddities ad-free and early? ⁠Become a patron ⁠by joining The Order of Freaks! Episode 750: The Man Who's Older Than Time & The Babies Born Without Bits In this mind-bending episode of The Box of Oddities, JG delves into the incredible genetic history of one man whose lineage stretches back further than anyone else alive—revealing what ancient proteins can tell us about humanity's earliest roots. Meanwhile, Kat explores a strange evolutionary twist: the modern baby body parts that are quietly disappearing! From prehistoric proteins to future humans, this episode connects the oldest of us to the newest in ways that are both hilarious and humbling. This Box contains: Ancient DNA, human evolution, disappearing body parts, vestigial traits, genetic ancestry, proteins, evolution of humans, bizarre science, the box of oddities podcast, Kat and Jethro, weird facts, human adaptation Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 26 A New Student (tribal) Council   In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             If you can't look in a mirror and laugh at yourself, cut off the light             "Can we put other restrictions on you?" Simone Brady prodded.   "This is not the 'Zane' show," Virginia Goodswell interjected. "We need to decide when the new Student government will meet, I suggest Tuesday nights, and how we are going to conduct business."   "We can start by deciding where we meet," Chastity spoke up. "I vote for Zane's place."   "What's wrong with the Assembly Hall, where we've always met?" Rhaine countered.   "Rhaine, you are drinking a Doctor Pepper, KayLeigh, you are drinking a grape juice, and Joy was eating a bowl of vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup when I got here," Hope snickered. "You have hot plates and microwaves too, if needed."   Rhaine, Joy, and KayLeigh, all Traditionalists, looked guilty. They also looked like they treasured their creature comforts because they weren't running for the door.   "It is a nice place," KayLeigh admitted.   "And you don't get to come back up here otherwise," Rio grinned evilly. "This floor is devoted to the freshman class."   "There are a lot of upperclassmen up here right now," Rhaine pointed out.   "Those are what you would call 'friends'," Rio sneered. "If you weren't freaking evil, you might have some."   "Please don't put it that way," I requested of Rio. Rio had every reason to be cranky. Mercy looked even more exhausted sitting at her side.   "Zane will arrange the room to fit your needs," Christina finally spoke, "I guarantee it."   "You think you can control him?" Rhaine shot back.   "I'm not afraid of him; he's not some wild beast. I ask him to do things for me and he does," Christina chided Rhaine. "He is like any other freshman; it is that simple."   "He's rather mouthy for a freshman," Hannah joked.   "Well, maybe if you put my mouth to other uses," I bantered back. There was a moment of silence followed by Dana Gorman taking up her bottled water and walking over to me. She smiled down at my seated form while she poured out the remaining water onto my crown.   "Cool off, Casanova," Dana cautioned me playfully before returning to her seat.   "Exactly why do you keep her around again?" Rio slapped my shoulder.   "Can you imagine how insufferable Christina would be if Coach didn't keep her in line?" I smiled. Christina rolled her eyes while Rio chuckled. Virginia stood up and cleared her throat.   "I want to make sure that all the ladies, plus Zane, plan to make this experiment work. It is rather pointless to proceed if any of you can't be honest now," Virginia, my Spiritual Advisor, poled the audience. Most of the girls looked around to see who would do what but no one jumped.   "I think it is safe to say that we students will stay true to the Vice Chancellor's plan, though this is not an endorsement of Zane, his conduct, or even his continued presence here," Rhaine spoke for the group.   "With that settled, we can call it a night," Doctor Kennedy declared. "Ladies, consider what issues we need to deal with so we can bring them up next Tuesday night, 9 pm."   "Who do we send the itinerary to?" Simone inquired.   "Zane," Hudson Lane volunteered me.   "I nominate Faith De Young (of Christina's inner circle) to be our Secretary of Record, if she wants the job," I said. Faith looked completely taken off-guard but nodded quickly.   "I'll do it," she made clear. The meeting broke up soon after with most of the student leadership departing. Dana, Hudson, and Christina & company hung around a little longer.   "Not the Glamorous Gremlin?" Rio teased me on my choice of Secretary. She gasped and nearly fell over right after that. Iona smiled softly and shook her head. She realized that she was still a freshman and her day would come.   "Ah, here's one of the controllers," Heaven gave a devilish smile as she handed the device over to Rio. Miraculously, the other three sexual wonders were also handed over, ending the threat of torture for the day.   "I see a spanking machine in you bitches' future," Rio snarled at Chastity, Hope, Heaven, Faith, and Christina.   "I swear, I tried to get one of those damn things all day long," Valarie griped. "You would think that after setting this up, someone would have given me one, but no, I am a freshman so I don't get to play the game."   "It was you!" Rio screamed, and lunged at Valarie, who comically batted her away as Vivian and Mercy intervened.   "Yes," Val laughed, "but it was Iona who figured out how to have captured your days by enlisting the aid of classmates with video phones. I can tell today's footage is going to be a classic."   "Why did you do it?" Vivian asked Valarie.   "I had revenge on Rio and made Mercy ecstatically happy; it was a win-win," Val grinned vindictively. It was a credit to Rio's berserk nature that no one asked what Rio had done to warrant revenge; everyone automatically assumed that Valarie was justified.   "Everyone's sympathy is under-whelming," Rio grumbled. "Come on, Mercy, let's get these things off."   "Do we have to?" Mercy pleaded softly. Hell, I imagine she could barely stand but apparently, her limit to sexual overstimulation was unconsciousness. Rio used one finger to hook Mercy's collar and pulled her close.   "How dare you talk back," Rio whispered, but I was close enough to hear. "I was going to settle for the vibrating nipple clamps that arrived today but now I'm thinking a few dozen paddle blows, to each cheek, are in your future, you annoying little bitch."   Annoying was Mercy and Rio's code word for 'love'; Rio simply couldn't stand the 'L' word.   "Vibrating nipple clamps?" Christina was both confused and amused. "Where do you people come up with this stuff?"   "Adam and Eve," Rio shot back without batting an eye. "Wait until I have Mercy's nipples and lips pierced; then the real fun begins."   "I don't think Mercy should have her lips pierced," Vivian suggested forcefully. "They'd be glaringly obvious." Rio groaned and sighed.   "Not those lips," Rio clarified. "The other ones, you know, labia, cunt lips, cunt etc." There was a pregnant pause in the room. "Attach vibrator wires to those bad boys and Wow! Let the magic begin."   Mercy and Rio really were made for each other; they were both salivating at the prospect. Thankfully, I saw Cassandra hovering around and looking ready for me to start playing towel boy.   "Ladies, one last duty to perform and then my day is done," I attempted my exit.   "Zane, is it alright if I spend the night?" Hope ambushed me.   "Of course," I smiled, because I'm a fucking idiot who is an embarrassment to the very concept of the mentally challenged and a parody of every teen boy date flick. I was already spending time with Iona, Paige, Barbie Lynn, and now Hope.   Maybe I can find a way to have a secret government space array shoot an earthquake laser at my feet so a pit opens up underneath me and I plummet to a fiery death at the Earth's core. Maybe I watch too much bad TV.   "Iona, did my Viagra arrive yet," I teased my buddy. "I'm going to need a pill tonight."   "Oh, Zane, I don't think we have any but I'll go online and see what I can get for you," Iona replied in all seriousness.   "I know some guys who smuggle them in from Mexico," Valarie offered. "I'll make some calls."   "That is so cool!" Barbie Lynn clapped her hands. "Now he'll never go down. I can ride him all night long." She hugged me while a fearful vision of my desiccated, sperm-drained husk lying open-eyed and lifeless on my bed danced before my eyes.   "Zane?" Cassandra called out.   "Oh, yes, towel boy and bikini selection," I muttered. I gravitated her way, took her hand, and led her to my room.   "What's that about?" Vivian mused.   "Handmaiden's Duty," Iona informed the ladies. "He picks out a bikini for her and acts as pool boy while she's in the Jacuzzi."   "I hope someone cleans that thing from time to time," Faith shuddered.   "Every morning at ten o'clock it is drained and cleaned, and the filter cleaned every Monday," Iona droned on without even looking up. The rest of that exchange was lost as I retreated to my bedroom.   What followed could be blamed on Cassandra accidently dropping her drink in the Jacuzzi and me having to retrieve it; it was an unopened soda can. Or maybe it could be blamed on the surprisingly conservative (for my room) white and black striped bikini she wore. Whatever was the catalyst, inside five minutes I had Cassandra out of her suit, front to front, her crotch pressing me against the side of the Jacuzzi with my head barely above water while she rode my face in a pattern and energy that reminded me of Hawaii's North Shore.   Cassandra was pounding the back of my head against the wood wall as she drove her cunt over my lips and tongue again and again.   "Oh, Baby, you are so much better than my fingers," she communicated with an erotic growl. "Keep it up, keep it up!" She was the one in the control of the sexual rhythm so I was not sure what else I might do but keep licking and sucking as hard as I could.   I was finally able to run a hand along her chocolate flesh until I managed to push against her sternum and got her to roll her shoulders back. That allowed me to start massaging and stroking one of her breasts while my other hand got between her legs from behind and gently penetrated her cunt.   "Za, za, za, Zane!" she screamed out. Note to self: Add earplugs to my Must Have List.   Cassandra slathered my nose, lips, and chin with her rather scalding, light to the tongue and tasty fluids. If she wasn't still trying to give me a concussion with her hips I might have enjoyed it more. As her orgasm dissipated, she slid down my body with a sated sigh. Her legs were outside mine so as she descended, her cunt came to rest on my Speedo-encased cock. Saying that my cock was hard would be like saying snow is cold or the English love their soccer; pretty much a given.   Her eyes grew wide when she realized where she rested. She's a senior and a virgin in a Christian Girl's school, she began humping me, of course. Being Cassandra, she began humping me hard and thumping her way to another climax.   "Zane, I am totally rethinking you being allowed on campus," Cassandra panted.   "Is this a good thing or a bad thing?" I wondered. At this time I had one finger lightly in her cunt as my other hand tenderly tweaked one of her nipples.   "Oh, I think every junior and senior should have their own personal freshman boy to keep under control with a strong hand," she grinned while she kept working my rod over with her cunt.   "Wouldn't it be nice if we developed a peaceful, platonic relationship based on mutual trust and respect?" I suggested hopefully. Cassandra gave a deep, throaty laugh.   "You're funny, but no," she grinned evilly. "After all, if that was the case, I couldn't do this: Zane, suck my other nipple, suck it hard, while I play with your fat phallus." Oh yeah, I love the way this is going (insert internalized weeping).   She worked out my cock painfully fast and began rubbing it deeply between her labia, to the point I felt the tightness of her vaginal walls on my cockhead.   "Zane, you know a whole lot about the sex stuff," she stated. "What's a cock ring?" Oh, HELL No! I have enough difficulty ejaculating as is. The last thing I need is something that allows another to make the prospects of my ejaculation even dimmer.   "It's a device, a ring, that is placed over the base of the cock to restrict blood flow, thus allowing longer erections," I grudgingly confessed. "Thinking about getting one, as a Christmas present, for someone out of state?"   "So, you could have intercourse, for a long time, and not ejaculate, so a girl would be, safe, in fucking you raw?" Cassandra's voice was becoming more strained.   "Technically, yes, but a little music, some hand-holding, and dinner at McDonald's would suffice in getting me aroused," I tried to explain. "There is no need for, something like that."   "Zane, clearly God put you, on this campus as a test for, true believers," Cassandra related, "And every woman here needs, to be tested, A Lot!" she screamed out her second orgasm of the night.   My hands raced down to grab each luscious buttock before her spasms caused her to slip down my cock and make her virginity a thing of the past. When my cock slapped against my stomach, I held Cassandra tight until she calmed down.   "You need to stay on campus during the weekends," Cassandra moaned with content exhaustion, "so we can use you more often."   "Why do you think I flee campus every weekend?" I thought. If she had her way, I'd be walking around with an IV in my arm and popping Viagra like M&M's. I chose life! If you think I am a coward, step up and take my place. I'll sneak back into the cemetery at night and put a flower on your headstone. You can take that permanent smile etched on your face to your grave, He-Man.   "I have to ask: What brought this on?" I inquired.   "I received one of Mercy's controls and we shared the next class," Cassandra confessed. "She glowed with such pleasure I thought she would pass out. I was suddenly curious."   "I had nothing to do with that," I groaned. "I swear, it wasn't me." Cassandra placed one hand on each side of my face.   "Zane, it wasn't you, I know that," she smiled, "but it is your presence that allowed something like that, her ability to experience that level of pleasure, that I want to experience. I have to go now. I need to report to the other girls what it was like so we can figure out what to do with you next."   You know, if I had been paranoid, I would have been right, people are plotting against me. Cassandra stood up and stepped onto the bench so that I was once more facing her puffy, somewhat abused cunt lips before she swung one leg over me and exited the tub. I closed my eyes and let my head hang over the side, facing up.   "Towel boy," Cassandra taunted me. I looked at her. Cassandra was dripping wet and she was extending a towel my way. I pulled my own tired ass out of the Jacuzzi and tenderly buffed her excellent body until she was dry. She gave me one last kiss, dressed, and virtually skipped out of my domain, happy, arrogant and plotting my demise.   I cleaned up, dealt with the Jacuzzi, and took in my surroundings. The only witnesses to my congress and conversation with Cassandra were Dana Gorman and Hudson Lane, my voyeuristic adult female 'friends'.   Dana pulled me over as I walked passed her. Hudson Lane had gone off to get some drinks.   "You and Gabrielle, ?"   "You have no respect for my survival instincts, do you?" I chuckled.   "Not really," Dana smirked.   "Fine," I groaned in feigned annoyance. "She wanted to talk so we talked, nothing else happened."   "She beat you up, didn't she?" Gorman persisted.   Another deep sigh on my part came out before I confessed, "Yes. Why do you ask?"   "I wanted to smack you around from the first day I met you," Dana laughed. "I think Ms. Black has done admirably not beating you black and blue before now."   "Has yet another girl beaten Zane up?" Hudson angled around to sit next to Dana. "The consistency of the femdom attitudes at this school is frightening."   "Don't throw stones, Ms. Lane," Dana warned her. "You, Zane, and Ms. Messier, the lawyer Ms. Buchanan hired to help Zane when he went to jail, I was head of security when it happened and I know when Ms. Messier arrived on campus, where she stayed, and when she, and you, left this dorm."   "You never said anything to Chancellor Bazz?" Hudson worried.   "No," Dana responded. "You three are adults, and ruining your career here wouldn't have made expelling Zane any easier. I wasn't the sex police."   "Thank you," Hudson smiled. "I now have another reason to be happy Zane championed your cause with the Board of Directors." She touched Dana on her thigh.   "It's not going to happen, Lane," Dana informed the lawyer while opening her V-8. "I've had a long time to figure out that I'm not attracted to women." Wow, Dana knew that Hudson was bi-sexual and didn't care. That was another big plus for Dana in my book.   "That's what Brigitte Messier thought as well," Hudson winked. "It turns out a little bit of Zane goes a long way to loosening up a girl's morals and expanding their horizons."   "I repeat, it is not going to happen," Dana shook her head. "Zane's a student and I'm a teacher. Perhaps the day he graduates, I'll kidnap him for a long, frustration-relieving weekend. I haven't had sex in eight years and watching him work really stresses my resolve."   "You could always join me in the hot tub," I offered. I wasn't sure how serious I was. I also wasn't sure how bad a concussion Cassandra had given me.   "Zane, do you have any idea of what I would do to you if I focused all my pent up sexual fury onto that body of yours?" Dana threatened. I gulped.   "Does it start with me tying you down?" I suggested sweetly. Hudson was looking really intrigued by this. I was beginning to believe she had this erotic attraction to 'turning' straight girls, most likely mirroring her own Law School experiences.   "What do you think?" she glared. Dana was becoming seriously aroused.   "I guess my only other question is if I can outrun you," I joked. Dana kept staring.   "Zane," Hudson snickered, "do you realize that your swimsuit is basically transparent when wet?"   "No, I didn't," I gulped once more. My package was less than a foot from Dana's lips. "Sorry, I'll be going to bed now," I backed up.   "That's a really nice ass," Dana sighed as I turned away.   "It is even nicer to touch," Hudson commented.   "It's not happening, Lane," Dana grumbled.   "Oh, you will come around," Hudson Lane laughed softly. "I have faith in Zane." Dana growled in rebuttal.   When I rounded the first cut-back leading to my bedroom, I heard and smelled sex, suddenly, sneaking off to Gabrielle Black's place and hiding out for the night sounded like a good idea, barring her killing me, of course. I sorted out the noises as I moved around until the room came into full view.   Reminder number one: Check the God Damn air filters!   Where the fuck do I begin?   On the far side of the bed, Mercy was on her knees, head down on a pillow with her painfully ecstatic face looking toward me. That was how I could tell she had been gagged. Her wrists were handcuffed behind her back, she was moaning and sweating up a storm, and her whole aura emanated with tantric excitement.   In case you might be wondering where her Mistress was: Rio was straddling Mercy's back, ass resting on Mercy's neck (by the tension in her thighs, Rio wasn't pressing down hard thankfully) and facing her playmate's highly vulnerable posterior.   "Hold out a little longer, my slut," Rio egged Mercy on quietly as she paddled those beautiful exposed ass cheeks, apparently in a random fashion.   And now it gets weird(er): Behind Mercy, facing Rio, wielding a strap-on with firm, slow, and steady strokes, was Paige. For the love of the Almighty, should I be quarantined as an immorality contagion? It wasn't like Paige was an angel but she was taking a few giant steps to proficiently wielding an artificial cock into a bound girl's bunghole. The fact that Rio and Paige despised each other continued warping my perception of events.   Barbie Lynn (farthest away in the closest group), Vivian, and Valarie were on the near side of the sheets. They weren't actually having sex but were talking in low voices with the occasional running of a hand through a companion's hair or tracing a finger from hip to thigh. It was sensual without being pornographic. It also appeared to be something they all three were enjoying.   In the middle section of my sleeping platform (it is an awesomely big bed) was Iona and Hope, who were doing a little more than cuddling together in quiet conversation. Hope stroked Iona's head compassionately as Iona gently teased and suckled on Hope's left breast. Every ounce of my experience cried out to me that Iona had initiated the sexual contact. That boggled the mind, right up there with Hope allowing a near stranger such intimate contact.   "Hey, Lover," Barbie Lynn gifted me with a sultry leer, "are you going to take that off or are you going to allow him to bust out on his own?" Bathing suit, cock, raging erection; got it. I yanked off my speedo fast enough to make my skin burn. I wrapped it up in a towel before tossing them in the clothes hamper.   I quickly plotted out my journey, figuring out where I was supposed to end up. I was giving up the illusion that I controlled events because if I was created in God's image and that was the reason God wanted men to rule over women, then I think God was really Goddess and Heaven's soul had it right, change sides.   Valarie gave me a fearless grin as I climbed over her on my way to the middle. She shifted so that her breasts swayed from side to side. I took in the view before kissing her and moving on.   "Try to settle things down by eleven, Zane," Vivian requested. I nodded and then kissed the tip of her nose, which she returned by kissing my forehead. It was very motherly of her, barring the fact that the sheets barely covered her pubic region and every exposed bit of her looked scrumptious.   My last hurdle was Barbie Lynn, and that was an obstacle in more than just the physical sense. She knew how to stretch and yawn just right for making my blood boil with lust and my vision cloud with desire.   "You will come back to me, Zane," she said with brazen tenderness. "Now go on and take care of the others who need you now." Best Blonde Bombshell ever.   As I settled behind Hope who was still facing Iona, I took it slow to let her instincts understand that I wasn't a threat but desirous of her.   "What's going on here?" I inquired delicately. "Hope, I didn't think you liked Iona all that much? And Iona, you have become much more confident in the past month; I like it."   "Zane, Iona is one of the bravest freshmen I've ever met. She's never backed down from a challenge and is smart enough to fight the battles she can win and send others to win the one's she can't," Hope explained. "I have admired her for some time."   "I know you wanted Hope to be put at ease," Iona related. "She's surrounded by people she has minimal familiarity with. I reasoned that I could help her adjust by doing what you do."   "Sexy, clever, lethal girls; this is definitely going on my Santa Wish List," I grinned. I was trying to settle in behind Hope when she wiggled around onto her back and indicated she wanted me to move between her and Iona. I was hardly in the mood to refuse and soon, both ladies were nestled in my arms. I was thinking about the next step when the situation around Mercy increased in energy and volume.   Hope pushed halfway over my chest and Iona turned away from me so they could watch the proceedings. Mercy was shivering like a leaf in a thunderstorm. Rio moved up so that her face was inches away from Paige's. I could see Paige contemplating her next action before she leaned into Rio. They each placed a hand behind the other's head to keep them close as they kissed.   "You smart-ass hooker," Rio snickered. "What flavor is that?" Mercy was cresting toward her orgasm unattended while Rio made small talk with Paige.   "Mango, lip balm and mouth wash," Paige beamed triumphantly. Rio snorted.   "Really start hammering the bitch," Rio ordered/requested. Paige nodded. She slowly drew back until only the tip of the fake phallus remained in Mercy's rectum before savagely slamming it all the way in as hard as she could.   Mercy squealed through her gag and began to violently spasm. Rio dismounted Mercy and flopped beside her partner's head.   "Don't you dare lose it, Cum-Bunny," Rio pressed Mercy. "Disappoint me and you will get nothing until the weekend. I won't let you touch anyone, even yourself. Are we clear?"   Mercy sobbed and nodded while her body teetered on the precipice of total collapse. Paige was displeased with Mercy's resistance and began spanking her thighs and buttocks hard enough to leave imprints. Rio kept stroking Mercy's hair and urging her to hang on. At the pinnacle of the moment I knew Mercy could not go on, Rio spoke softly into her ear.   "You annoying whore," she said, "I am so proud to be with you. Don't ever leave, now cum." Mercy's resulting climax was so powerful that her muscle spasms knocked Paige back on her heels knocking the strap-on mostly out of her ass. Mercy squirted, really squirted, onto Paige's lap, with even more juice shooting and coating Mercy's thighs and my sheets.   Up front, Mercy was cursing up a storm through her gag, grinding the fabric between her teeth with tears streaming out of her clenched eyes. Before her thrashing subsided, Rio had pulled the gag off and was kissing her fiercely on the lips, again and again. Mercy curled into a ball and Rio immediately wrapped her arms and legs around her Sub, keeping her presence light but comforting.   Rio saw our attention being directed their way and mouthed: 'Best Bitch Ever!' using her eyes to exaggerate the force of the words. Paige was still looking over the sticky mess that she had become.   "Put the contraption to soak in the big sink and take a shower," I suggested. Paige could see no flaw in my suggestion so she gave me a wink, unstrapped the device, and made her way out of the room.   When my eyes snapped back from watching a naked Paige exit, I saw that Hope's focus was on me.   "That looked fun," Hope stated clinically. "It is not for me but it definitely looked like they all felt, cleaner in a spiritual sense when they were done. I would never have suspected. In fact, I thought being bound was debasing and weak."   "It is called bondage and it is part of a sexual practice called BDSM, bondage, discipline, sadomasochism," I explained. "It definitely isn't for everyone, and certainly isn't as bizarre as Iona's furry fetish."   "Zane," Hope glared, "I saw a CSI episode on furries and you can't be an Asian or Asian-American high school girl in the United States and not know about cosplay; Iona and I are not into either one of those lifestyles I'm pretty sure."   While Hope was distracting me with her knowledge of other sexual subcultures, Iona snuck a hand beneath me and pinched my right ass cheek.   "Ow," I jumped. "What was that for, Beautiful?" I pleaded to Iona.   "I wanted to?" she responded meekly.   "That sounds like a perfectly good reason to me," I smiled. I would be somewhat offended if it was someone else but Iona was special; like Rio, she would always have my back, but unlike my chaotic fiend, she never abused my trust (or so I thought).   "Do me a favor?" Iona requested.   "Sure, anything for you," I answered right off the bat.   "Make her happy," Iona's eyes sparkled as the flickered to Hope. "Tickle my ear when you finish."   "Sure," I sighed with feigned regret, "if I have to."   "Thank you, Iona," Hope snorted in amusement, "I've got it from here."   "Nite-nite," Iona yawned, then rolled over and pretended to drop off to sleep. Like that was going to happen anytime soon!   "What no-, Hope got out before I rolled on top of her. I used one leg to wedge hers open, then settled between them as I lowered my body down. Hope looked at me quizzically.   "Touch me wherever you like," I instructed. I showed her what I meant by kissing her cheek, then edging around to suck on her earlobe.   Hope led off with her fingertips running along the muscles of my forearms and following a twisted trail up to my shoulders. With equal care, she began rubbing her toes along my calves, up to my knees and lower thighs. This had the added benefit of rotating her hips so that her pubic hair scratched along the veins of the base of my cock.   "You know this is going to make field work with you far more difficult," Hope murmured.   "Now you know what I've been going through for a month," I teased her back. "Now you know how I feel naked under your touch and so do I."   "You touch yourself much?" Hope giggled. Iona did her best to smother her own mirthful reaction.   "Maybe you should come to my bed more often to keep my hands otherwise occupied," I suggested. Hope arched her back, thrusting her breasts into my chest and laughed lyrically.   "Touch ," Hope conceded. "I wondered if I was imposing on your hospitality, wanting to spend tonight with you. Now I'm feeling as if I've been lured in and seduced by your masculine wiles."   "Zane, manipulating somebody!" Valarie gave a comedic gasp. "Well, there is always a first time for our ham-handed Lothario to launch a plot that doesn't involve him getting an extra fish stick for dinner."   "Ham-handed," Barbie Lynn mused. "His fingers are smoking but hardly ham-like," which she emphasized by rubbing her hand over her crotch.   "Do you often stick smoked country ham between your thighs, Barbie-Baby?" Valarie taunted.   "Only when your magic tongue and fingers aren't available," Barbie Lynn volleyed right back.   "Oh, you did not say that!" Valarie choked. She vaulted on top of Barbie Lynn and the two started wrestling. Vivian scooted toward the edge and fended off the combatants from rolling over her.   "When we graduate and drag you back to our dungeon to live, are you going to miss other bed partners having these mid-coital conversations?" Hope smirked.   "You underestimate your ability to focus my attention," I countered. When you are in bed with someone, you are in bed with THAT person, or so I believe. Hope's look sizzled, her body heated up, and she pulled me so close and tight, I couldn't make out any details beyond her eyes.   "I hate them," Hope purred.   "Who?" I worried. You don't want one good friend to hate another good friend. You really don't want a good friend with marksmanship skills out the ass not liking someone you have become attached to.   "Christina and Heaven," she sighed, but I knew she wasn't serious. "Christina because you would rather be with her and Heaven because she has you."   "Hope," I maneuvered so I could stroke her cheek, "I can't promise you or anyone else anything beyond this school year. Neither one of us qualifies as 'normal' by any definition of the word. I certainly like being with you, if that matters, and not just in bed. You are beautiful, intense, and serious in a way we shouldn't be."   "Serious is not the most intimate of descriptions," Hope joked, "but I think I know what you mean. As chaotic as your life is, I think we balance each other out." I didn't need words to agree with that; I let us return to our game of touch, kiss, and lick. We were getting back into a playful tempo when the fight between Valarie and Barbie Lynn ended.   There was no hot, spontaneous lesbian eruption; it devolved into Valarie having Barbie Lynn pinned with her wrists on the pillow held over her head. Valarie was trying to administer a 'Wet Willy' (sticking a finger, or tongue, into your opponent's ear) and finally succeeding.   "I give, I give," squealed Barbie Lynn. "Anything, just stop."   "Anything?" Valarie prodded suggestively. Barbie Lynn's very ample bosom heaved with each deep breath she took, which had the effect of rubbing them in circles against Valarie's dangling breasts.   "Come with me to the Southwest this summer," Valarie demanded. Barbie Lynn was still giving it serious thought when Paige came traipsing back in, drying her hair.   "Where in the Southwest?" Paige inquired. Valarie sat up on Barbie Lynn and looked over her shoulder at the albino lass.   "West of Laredo, East of the Pacific, South of Denver and North of Mexico," Valarie answered. "Sant Fe, Vegas, the Painted Desert, places like that." I didn't see coming what happened next.   "Valarie, would you consider allowing to me come along?" Paige asked politely.   "You really want to impress Zane that much?" Valarie divined Paige's intention.   "That, and he's most likely going with Rio as well," Paige responded, "so you are going to need all the help you can get." Rio didn't respond verbally, Mercy was still recovering, but glared with venom.   "What do you add to our little expedition?" Valarie asked.   "I'll do it," Barbie Lynn interjected. "I wasn't sure what I was going to do after graduation but seeing more of the world will do me good, and I hear it is cold in the desserts at night and I don't want Zane to catch a chill," she adds with a smile.   "I speak Spanish, plus a strong understanding of electronics, botany, and computers," Paige continued with a twinge of annoyance toward Barbie.   "Fine, both are in. We are getting our rides tomorrow afternoon at five," Valarie announced.   "Zane," Hope whispered, "I appreciate the silence of our first date now more than ever."   "We can go back to your place?" I offered.   "Oh, Chastity would love that," Hope snickered playfully. "I'm afraid if you don't ravish her in the next few weeks, she is going to rape Heaven."   "I'll keep that in mind, but right now I want to be where I am, with you," I kissed Hope's nose.   "Can I try something, Zane?" Hope turned serious and introspective.   "Of course," I said.   "Paige, come over here with me," Barbie Lynn suggested. The blonde wiggled over so that Valarie fell to the far side and indicated that Paige should join her.   "You only want to sex up my body," Paige accused Barbie Lynn, as she hopped onto the foot of the bed and put her fists defiantly on her hips.   "But of course I do, Paige-shugah," Barbie Lynn licked her lips, "now get over here and give me a taste."   "Oh. In that case, Paige scampered over and reclined next to the dynamite blonde. Barbie Lynn had a strong, subtly alluring persona while Paige was constantly aggressive.   "A naked Paige Zeller sexual molesting an equally naked Barbie Lynn Masters will go down as yet another thing I never thought I'd see," Hope mused.   "Be careful who you think is molesting who," I cautioned Hope. A few seconds later Paige shook and fluttered. Barbie Lynn had slid a stealthy hand between Paige's thighs.   "Oh, someone's been a bad little kitty," Barbie Lynn cooed, "A bad, soaking wet little kitty." Paige hiccupped, then shuddered again. "Does kitty need to be petted," Barbie asked as she stroked Paige's love box, "or does kitty need to be spanked?" And Barbie Lynn spanked Paige's cunt lightly, making Paige jerk.   "Master, I stand corrected," Hope nodded her head to me in respect of my sexual insight.   "You wanted to do something?" I brought Hope back on track.   "Yes, Zane, yes I did," Hope smiled. "Please lie on your back and close your eyes." It was my turn to nod as I complied with her wishes. She settled her haunches on my crotch and waited a moment.   First was a kiss, followed in slow progression by a finger, nose, earlobe, toe, two fingers coated in her juices, two fingers coated in Paige's juices, a nipple (most likely the right), her other nipple coated in Barbie Lynn's juices, Valarie's tongue (given away by the movement toward me), Hope's tongue, her other big toe, and ending with her lips and tongue. The anticipation of what was coming next was fun. As Hope reclined on top of me, Mercy finally began to stir.   "Were you a good little tramp tonight?" Rio panted hungrily at her partner.   "Yes, I, was I?" Mercy rasped. She was fighting to stay awake, her fatigue a heavy burden to bear.   "The Slut will say 'Yes Mistress; yes I was allowed to be good tonight'," Rio nuzzled Mercy's neck, ear, and jaw.   "Yes, Mistress," Mercy purred. "My wonderfully annoying Mistress allowed me to be good tonight." Rio spanked Mercy's burning hot ass flank hard. Mercy flinched and cried out in pain.   "Did I tell you to adlib, you annoying, frustrating skank," Rio taunted her, "or is my whore clever enough to sneak in an undeserved spanking?"   Mercy buried her face in a pillow but I could swear she was smiling.   "Nipple clamps for you in the morning, and I'm getting those bitches pierced on Saturday, got it?" Rio clarified the point by rolling each nipple between her forefinger and thumb. Mercy nodded but kept her face in the pillow. "Fine, let's get underneath the covers. Snuggle up with me to keep me warm, and you had better suckle my nipples.   Rio took up her normal sleeping area, avoiding the wet spot, with Mercy at her side, her tongue playing with Rio's left nipple.   "Mercy," Rio whispered. Mercy kept tongue-flicking the nipple but looked up.   "You rock," Rio said even softer. Mercy pulled more of her weary body over Rio as the nipple play continued and Rio began stroking her paramour's hair lovingly. In that relationship, it was getting harder to determine who the 'better' half was.   I searched around blindly for some lube, which had 'mystically' migrated under Barbie Lynn's pillow.   "Hope, put some oil on my cock and on your ass cleft," I told my Korean princess. She barely broke her iron mask of indifference before taking the bottle and doing as directed. I caught sight of Valarie, Vivian, and Barbie Lynn all peeking my way.   I imagined it was the curiosity about my apparent decision to 'break' Hope in anally.   "Hope, point my cock up and mount it," I directed. In theme with the game the two of us played, Hope took my commands without question, even to the point where her virginity was in question.   "Push it back," I stopped Hope's decent as it contacted her rather moist slit. She pushed back a little. Being a virgin, she probably wasn't sure where in the cunt, a cock should penetrate. "Farther back," I insisted, then again, "no, still farther." I felt my rod separate her ass cheeks as Hope slid on down. Only when her now soaking mound settled on my pubic bone did she figure out the game.   "Ah, that's cold," Valarie whispered to Vivian and Barbie Lynn.   "No ass sex for Hope tonight," lamented Barbie Lynn. My precious blonde really loved anal sex. I put my hands on Hope's hips to support her.   "Now ride me, Hope," I smiled. "Give me everything you've got."   Hope started out slow, working out a rhythm that pushed my shaft and cockhead as deep along her ass crack as possible. She even stopped for a moment and applied more lube. Soon she was thrusting hard back and up quickly, then allowing a long, leisurely ride back to my crotch. She bounced down on me again and again, her resounding impact on my crotch becoming a wetter, smacking sound.   Hope was powerful, vibrant, and strong; she needed little of the guidance provided by my hands on her hips. I decided to move my right hand to her finely groomed pubic hair, then to her soft pubic flesh itself. I alternated between splitting her lips open and massaging her clit. With my left hand, I coaxed stimulation from her right areola and nipple.   This time, instead of scarring me, Hope wrapped her fingers in her hair. She gave a few desperate convulsions, then her whole body tensed backwards.   "Zane! Oh, fuck!" she screamed. Her ass cheeks tried to squeeze my cock in a steel-tight vise but fortunately, the lube caused it to pop free before those buns of steel could turn my man-meat into ground beef (sometimes I visualize too graphically).   "I wouldn't believe it if I wasn't seeing it with my own eyes," Vivian sighed. "A girl comes to a boy

We'll see God give the Israelites water from a rock. They then fight the Amalekites with God's help. Finally, Jethro helps Moses establish a judicial system.  Exodus 17:1-16, 18:1-27, 19:1-8; Deuteronomy 25:18. #everydaychristians

In this darkly fascinating episode of The Box of Oddities, Kat and Jethro explore the bizarre world of Victorian starvation contests and the tragic tales of the Starving Brides of Blackpool—young women who became public spectacles in a disturbing blend of endurance, showmanship, and societal obsession with purity. Then, Jethro takes us back to 17th-century England for the unsettling trials of Thomas Hogg and George Spencer, where superstition and Puritanical paranoia turned alleged sin into criminal conviction. Were these men victims of early witch-hunt hysteria—or living symbols of a community's moral panic? Expect laughter in the darkness, uncomfortable truths, and that signature Box of Oddities blend of macabre history, weird culture, and unexpected humor. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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In this episode of Transformative Principal, host Jethro Jones interviews Joel Lavin, an equity and inclusion administrator in Eugene, Oregon, with 25 years of experience in public education. Joel shares insights into his work supporting high school students with disabilities, focusing on transition services that help students move from school to adulthood. The conversation covers the importance of inclusive practices, unifying specialized programs, and providing real-life experiences through initiatives like CTE (Career Technical Education) and the Future Build program. Joel and Jethro discuss the challenges and successes of integrating students with disabilities into broader educational and extracurricular opportunities, including unified sports and robotics. The episode features personal stories that highlight the impact of these programs on student confidence, independence, and community involvement, emphasizing the value of collaboration among educators to create inclusive environments. LinkedLeaders: You need support. Get just-in-time mentoring at LinkedLeaders.comWe're thrilled to be sponsored by IXL. IXL's comprehensive teaching and learning platform for math, language arts, science, and social studies is accelerating achievement in 95 of the top 100 U.S. school districts. Loved by teachers and backed by independent research from Johns Hopkins University, IXL can help you do the following and more:Simplify and streamline technologySave teachers' timeReliably meet Tier 1 standardsImprove student performance on state assessments

This part of history speaks much wisdom to humanity. Jethro, Moses' father-in-law took his daughter, Moses' wife, and his grandsons to Moses in the wilderness after Israel's deliverance from Egypt. This created the opportunity for Moses to let the people see him as a father and husband. Then Jethro realized the burdens upon Moses as he met to instruct all Israel alone at once and advised him that was to tedious and wearisome and suggested to him to select some trustworthy men; instruct and teach them and let them teach and in instruct the same to smaller groups. The wisdom was just as in our countries with democratic governments the president has governors over states under him, and then senators, and then city mayors, etc..

TODAY'S TREASURENow Moses was keeping the flock of his father-in-law, Jethro, the priest of Midian, and he led his flock to the west side of the wilderness and came to Horeb, the mountain of God. And the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a flame of fire out of the midst of a bush. He looked, and behold, the bush was burning, yet it was not consumed. And Moses said, “I will turn aside to see this great sight, why the bush is not burned.” Exodus 3:1-3 (ESV)Send us a comment!Support the show

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Iowa State Drops their third in a row and Iowa Throttles Minnesota on a Jethro's BBQ Reaction Monday - Hour 1

As we continue our study of the book of Exodus we come to chapter 18, where Moses meets back with his father in-law Jethro who praises the Lord for His redemption of Israel and imparts valuable instruction. We hope you will join us Sunday as we study the importance of these verses; how they point us to Jesus; and how God wants to use us in His body! (Exodus 18)  

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In this sermon, Pastor Cody explains the conversion of Moses' father-in-law Jethro in order to shape our Gospel witness to others.We hope you enjoyed this sermon! To learn more about our ministry, you can visit us at the Harvest Plains website.Harvest Plains Church is a small church plant located in Mapleton, North Dakota. Our heart is to bring the Gospel of Jesus Christ to our local communities, and to build disciples with Bible-centered preaching. If you're near Mapleton or the Fargo/Moorhead area, we'd love to have you join us!

Preached by Lead Pastor, Rev. Aubrey Spears, on October 19, 2025.

Preached by Lead Pastor, Rev. Aubrey Spears, on October 19, 2025.

On Episode #179 of TSE, Jethro starts us with a story of a young man consumed with the idea of becoming the “Next Big Thing” in the music business! And if you're gonna start your own record label, why not shoot for the stars? All this gentleman needed was some money to jump-start his new career. After running through his options, though, he quickly came up with an easy way to score more money than many countries are worth!  What could go wrong? Oh, gentle listener, so much! Then Lindsay's up with a DUI stop in rural Kentucky. Picture it!  An on-duty sheriff in his SUV is nearly killed by…well…another on-duty sheriff in his own SUV. Who pulled over whom? Find out in this week's episode of “The Shallow End with Schnebly and Toth." Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Jethro and Moses Exodus 18Matthew FanningBelievers in Grace Fellowshipwww.believersingrace.com

Not Until God Says You Are Exodus 3:1–4 1 Now Moses kept the flock of Jethro his father in law, the priest of Midian: and he led the flock to the backside of the desert, and came to the mountain of God, even to Horeb. 2 And the angel of the LORD appeared unto him in a flame of fire out of the midst of a bush: and he looked, and, behold, the bush burned with fire, and the bush was not consumed. 3 And Moses said, I will now turn aside, and see this great sight, why the bush is not burnt. 4 And when the LORD saw that he turned aside to see, God called unto him out of the midst of the bush, and said, Moses, Moses. And he said, Here am I. Hidden in this familiar story of Moses and the burning bush is a truth about identity and timing. For years, Moses had lived in obscurity, tending sheep on the backside of the desert. He wasn't leading armies or standing before kings. He wasn't preaching or performing miracles. He was just watching over another man's flock. To most people, Moses was simply a forgotten fugitive from Egypt. Perhaps it appeared that he was a man who had failed to fulfill his purpose. But God was not finished with him yet. Music By: Mike Outland

Last Chance to The Box of Oddities Live! Click Here! In this episode of The Box of Oddities, Kat and Jethro return from the road with fresh tales that will absolutely ruin your lake plans. First, we dive into the haunted beauty of Lake Natron, Tanzania's blood-red, bird-mummifying wonder. Is it a cursed portal to the afterlife? A hellish mirror that turns animals to stone? Or just a volcano's extremely weird science experiment gone rogue? Then, things get… floppy. Meet the Atlantic Sea Hare—a gentle, squishy marine slug with the defensive capabilities of a goth ink-jet printer. It has no shell, 80 million babies, and it might be smarter than your ex. Along the way, Kat and Jethro ponder reflective death traps, romantic slug chains, and the perils of communal candy bowls. Plus: a live tour recap, hot glue burns, and a moment of deep appreciation for dappling. Whether you're a long-time listener or just sea slug curious, this episode will glue your brain to your skull (not literally). Click play, embrace the bizarre, and let's get weird. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Most leaders are wired to start things. But what if the most powerful thing you could do as a leader isn't to start something new — it's to stop something old?In this episode, Jon Chasteen unpacks The Power to Stop — a countercultural principle that every ReLeader eventually has to learn. Using Michelangelo's sculpture of David as a metaphor, Jon explores how greatness is often revealed not by what we add, but by what we remove. Just like a sculptor chips away what doesn't belong, effective leaders must learn to prune, pause, and say no — not out of weakness, but out of wisdom.Through Scripture and stories, Jon walks through four truths every ReLeader needs to understand:1️⃣ Pruning Isn't Punishment; It's Preparation — God cuts back fruitful branches so they can produce even more.2️⃣ Stopping Isn't Quitting; It's Trusting — Like Moses learning from Jethro, wise leaders know when to let go and share the load.3️⃣ Saying No Isn't Weakness; It's Wisdom — Boundaries create margin, and margin fuels mission.4️⃣ Less Isn't Loss; It's Leverage — Jesus wasn't afraid of smaller crowds because He knew focus multiplies fruit.

In this week's eerie episode of The Box of Oddities, Kat dives into the scandalous life of 17th-century Parisian fortune teller to the elite, La Voisin—witch, poisoner, and all-around dark delight. From secret rituals to deadly intrigues, La Voisin's tale is as twisted as the streets of old Paris themselves. Then, brace yourself as the story takes a chilling turn to Cheeseman Park, where secrets lurk beneath the earth… and corpses aren't just a metaphor. Jethro and Kat navigate the macabre mysteries, bizarre coincidences, and shocking revelations that make history stranger than fiction. Tune in if you dare—and maybe don't wander alone through the park tonight. LIVE SHOW TICKETS AND INFORMATION HERE! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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In this episode of the Lead Ministry Podcast, Josh Denhart and Vance Martin unpack how to train volunteers with simple, repeatable ministry checklists. They move from “Iron Chef” leadership to boxed-cake repeatability, offering a step-by-step way to build clarity, confidence, and consistency across your teams.If you've ever felt stuck carrying Sundays on your back, this episode will equip and inspire you with lightweight systems that anyone can follow.Key Topics CoveredDefining a Ministry Checklist – Turning complex tasks into clear stepsWhy Checklists Work – Confidence, accountability, and multiplicationHow to Build Them – Record steps, test, condense, and “dummy-proof before you laminate”Key Quote“Think once. Autopilot forever.”Scripture References1 Corinthians 14:40 – “But all things should be done decently and in order.”Exodus 18:17–23 – Jethro helps Moses create repeatable systems for sustainable leadership.Luke 16:10 – Faithful in little, faithful in much.TakeawayVolunteers thrive when the win is clear. A concise checklist turns anxiety into action, builds trust, and makes excellence repeatable. Train with steps anyone can follow, then let the system—not your presence—carry Sunday forward.Call to ActionWe hope this episode encourages and equips you. Share it with a friend and stay tuned for more resources each week.Stay Connected for More ResourcesVisit our website: http://leadministry.comFollow us on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/LeadVolunteersFind us on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/leadvolunteers

Timeless Leadership Advice Exodus 18  October 12, 2025 Pastor Tony Felich   ----more---- Exodus 18:1 Jethro, the priest of Midian, Moses' father-in-law, heard of all that God had done for Moses and for Israel his people, how the LORD had brought Israel out of Egypt. [2] Now Jethro, Moses' father-in-law, had taken Zipporah, Moses' wife, after he had sent her home, [3] along with her two sons. The name of the one was Gershom (for he said, “I have been a sojourner in a foreign land”), [4] and the name of the other, Eliezer (for he said, “The God of my father was my help, and delivered me from the sword of Pharaoh”). [5] Jethro, Moses' father-in-law, came with his sons and his wife to Moses in the wilderness where he was encamped at the mountain of God. [6] And when he sent word to Moses, “I, your father-in-law Jethro, am coming to you with your wife and her two sons with her,” [7] Moses went out to meet his father-in-law and bowed down and kissed him. And they asked each other of their welfare and went into the tent. [8] Then Moses told his father-in-law all that the LORD had done to Pharaoh and to the Egyptians for Israel's sake, all the hardship that had come upon them in the way, and how the LORD had delivered them. [9] And Jethro rejoiced for all the good that the LORD had done to Israel, in that he had delivered them out of the hand of the Egyptians. [10] Jethro said, “Blessed be the LORD, who has delivered you out of the hand of the Egyptians and out of the hand of Pharaoh and has delivered the people from under the hand of the Egyptians. [11] Now I know that the LORD is greater than all gods, because in this affair they dealt arrogantly with the people.” [12] And Jethro, Moses' father-in-law, brought a burnt offering and sacrifices to God; and Aaron came with all the elders of Israel to eat bread with Moses' father-in-law before God. [13] The next day Moses sat to judge the people, and the people stood around Moses from morning till evening. [14] When Moses' father-in-law saw all that he was doing for the people, he said, “What is this that you are doing for the people? Why do you sit alone, and all the people stand around you from morning till evening?” [15] And Moses said to his father-in-law, “Because the people come to me to inquire of God; [16] when they have a dispute, they come to me and I decide between one person and another, and I make them know the statutes of God and his laws.” [17] Moses' father-in-law said to him, “What you are doing is not good. [18] You and the people with you will certainly wear yourselves out, for the thing is too heavy for you. You are not able to do it alone. [19] Now obey my voice; I will give you advice, and God be with you! You shall represent the people before God and bring their cases to God, [20] and you shall warn them about the statutes and the laws, and make them know the way in which they must walk and what they must do. [21] Moreover, look for able men from all the people, men who fear God, who are trustworthy and hate a bribe, and place such men over the people as chiefs of thousands, of hundreds, of fifties, and of tens. [22] And let them judge the people at all times. Every great matter they shall bring to you, but any small matter they shall decide themselves. So it will be easier for you, and they will bear the burden with you. [23] If you do this, God will direct you, you will be able to endure, and all this people also will go to their place in peace.” [24] So Moses listened to the voice of his father-in-law and did all that he had said. [25] Moses chose able men out of all Israel and made them heads over the people, chiefs of thousands, of hundreds, of fifties, and of tens. [26] And they judged the people at all times. Any hard case they brought to Moses, but any small matter they decided themselves. [27] Then Moses let his father-in-law depart, and he went away to his own country.      Effective spiritual leadership involves delegation and shared responsibility so that the work of God can be sustained and the people can flourish.           I.  A Wise Counselor (1-12)          II.  The Problem (13-18)         III.  The Solution (19-23)         IV.  The Result (24-27)

I greet you in Jesus' precious name! It is Friday morning, the 10th of October, 2025, and this is your friend, Angus Buchan, with a thought for today. We go to 1 Peter 5:7: ”Casting your care upon Him (Jesus) for He cares for you.” Why? Because we cannot carry it on our own. I'm talking to somebody who is very tired at the moment, who is very weary, heading up a large organisation, maybe a farming business or a merchandise business, or a position in an organisation that takes all of your time, and it is wearing you out. The Lord says, ”Stop it. I never meant it to be like that.” We cannot carry this responsibility completely on our own. “You've done well, you started well”, the Lord says. “You've built a huge organisation but now that same organisation is busy crushing you.”We see the illustration in Exodus 18, where Jethro, the father-in-law of Moses saw that Moses was literally wearing himself out, and the people. They were standing in large queues all day long for some help for answers to difficult situations. Jethro said, ”You must delegate to others.” I'm saying to you too madam. You cannot do it on your own. You have to get people to help you. Hand it over. You say, ”But they'll ruin it. My children will ruin it.” No they won't, you'll be surprised. How old were you when you started? Yes, you will have to pay school fees. That's how you learn. Did you not pay school fees? Did you not make mistakes? Of course you did. So did I, too many actually! Give your children a chance. Give that young aspiring executive a chance to take over. For the Mighty Men Conference in 2010, I had to make a very big decision when we had 450 thousand men on this farm, and the Lord clearly told me, through His word, ”It's time to hand over the baton.” I was very concerned, but I'm so pleased I did. There's over 20 Mighty Men Conferences happening all over the world as I talk to you, and I haven't been to one of them. Hand it over so that the Lord can develop it. If you keep it to yourself, it will crush you and the vision. Today, cast your cares and responsibilities onto the Lord, and He will develop them.Jesus bless you and goodbye.

Or: How to Dismantle a UFO Cult and Melt Your Hairbrush at the Same Time Before Kat and Jethro usher in a spooky new host-swap adventure for Paraween, they're here to crack open a box full of unhinged history and semi-combustible materials.

Despite both Jethro and Lindsay oversleeping, the boys put on their big-boy pants, guzzled some coffee, and jumped back into their audio saddles!  J.G. kicks things off with the story of a man who thought it smart to rob a bank. But what to wear while committing a felony? A question for the ages. Suffice to say, the gentleman made some unique choices that might have landed him a prize in a bad Drag Revue. (And he still got caught.) Then, Linds takes us to the town of Murray, Kentucky, where a local man nicknamed "Cowboy Cody” took it upon himself to show displeasure at being asked to leave a popular watering hole.  But why use a firearm when Mother Nature can provide so many other things to be used as a weapon? (Hint: it rhymes with “raccoon.”) Enjoy this week's dip in "The Shallow End!" Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

It's the season finale! Matt and Jethro return whence they came and bring the season full circle. Find out how they do it and MORE!

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Nearly a year ago, Dr. Kelly Hastings interviewed Jethro on this show to talk about Saboteurs. It's high time we get her on the show to talk about her work. SCALE Framework:Set the vision and team with clarity and purposeCreate the script that drives aligned, actionable changeAct and communicate effectively with your entire communityLearn, listen, and linger to build momentum and avoid burnoutEmpower and elevate your team so the work lasts beyond one leader or school yearYou can't always make a vision happen in a single year. Principals must set the vision, but they can't do it alone. Smallest possible action, aligned with what we are already doingCommunicate with everyone about how they can support the initiative. The power of “Shadow a Student”Teaching teachers how to be leaders - so powerful. Power of Permission - How to change mindsets - Vertical DevelopmentHow to be a transformative principal? Listen to what your good teachers are saying. Dr. Kelly Hastings brings over 28 years of dedicated service to public education, most recently as a middle school principal. Since retiring from her role in public schools, she has continued to impact the field by coaching and supporting school leaders in implementation and leadership development. Dr. Hastings is married and the proud mother of four children and grandmother to four grandchildren, ranging in age from 8 to 16. Living nearby, she delights in cheering them on in their many activities—from baseball and dance to taekwondo and more. Join her facebook group. Get her book: Leading Change that Lasts LinkedLeaders: You need support. Get just-in-time mentoring at LinkedLeaders.comWe're thrilled to be sponsored by IXL. IXL's comprehensive teaching and learning platform for math, language arts, science, and social studies is accelerating achievement in 95 of the top 100 U.S. school districts. Loved by teachers and backed by independent research from Johns Hopkins University, IXL can help you do the following and more:Simplify and streamline technologySave teachers' timeReliably meet Tier 1 standardsImprove student performance on state assessments

Exodus 18:13-2713 The next day Moses took his seat to serve as judge for the people, and they stood around him from morning till evening. 14 When his father-in-law saw all that Moses was doing for the people, he said, “What is this you are doing for the people? Why do you alone sit as judge, while all these people stand around you from morning till evening?”15 Moses answered him, “Because the people come to me to seek God's will. 16 Whenever they have a dispute, it is brought to me, and I decide between the parties and inform them of God's decrees and instructions.”17 Moses' father-in-law replied, “What you are doing is not good. 18 You and these people who come to you will only wear yourselves out. The work is too heavy for you; you cannot handle it alone. 19 Listen now to me and I will give you some advice, and may God be with you. You must be the people's representative before God and bring their disputes to him. 20 Teach them his decrees and instructions, and show them the way they are to live and how they are to behave. 21 But select capable men from all the people—men who fear God, trustworthy men who hate dishonest gain—and appoint them as officials over thousands, hundreds, fifties and tens. 22 Have them serve as judges for the people at all times, but have them bring every difficult case to you; the simple cases they can decide themselves. That will make your load lighter, because they will share it with you. 23 If you do this and God so commands, you will be able to stand the strain, and all these people will go home satisfied.”24 Moses listened to his father-in-law and did everything he said. 25 He chose capable men from all Israel and made them leaders of the people, officials over thousands, hundreds, fifties and tens. 26 They served as judges for the people at all times. The difficult cases they brought to Moses, but the simple ones they decided themselves.27 Then Moses sent his father-in-law on his way, and Jethro returned to his own country.

Vote Box of Oddities For People's Choice Award Here! Live Show Info And Tickets Here! Real emails. Unreal stories. Welcome to the Inbox of Oddities, where the freaks write in and the universe delivers receipts. Inside Kat & Jethro's inbox, the stories are weirder than fiction and more human than a wax museum marriage meltdown. Listeners write in with tales of time capsules that issue ominous relationship advice, McDonald's orders that align perfectly with the Boo Effect, and ghosts that wait until just after the photo op to let the camera work. This is where:

Vote Box of Oddities For People's Choice Award Here! Live Show Info And Tickets Here! Why does the Peoria Public Library seem to come with a return policy on souls? And what chilling new clues have surfaced in the decades-old vanishing of the Martin family in Oregon? In this episode of The Box of Oddities, Kat and Jethro dig deep into two mysteries that refuse to stay buried. First, explore the haunted stacks of one of America's eeriest libraries—where more than just overdue books linger in the shadows. Then, journey into the Pacific Northwest as fresh evidence reopens the haunting cold case of a family that seemingly vanished into thin air over 70 years ago. Ghosts, disappearances, and just enough dark humor to make your spine giggle—this episode has it all. Tune in for tales that are spooky, bizarre, and 100% alphabetized for your paranormal convenience. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Welcome to Paraween, presented by the ParaPods Network! This Halloween, Amanda's been host-snatched—spirited away to the And That's Why We Drink feed for some haunting hijinks. In her chair this week sits Jethro Gilligan Toth, co-host of Box of Oddities, joining Trevin for a truly bone-chilling petty crime deep dive. Together, they unravel the bizarre rise of the 12-foot Home Depot Skeleton — from its spooky origins and DIY folklore roots, to the crime wave of skeleton thefts that swept the suburbs. You'll hear about Skellynappers, HOA horror stories, out-of-season skeleton displays, and neighbors turned vigilantes. It's a tale of Halloween capitalism, petty vandalism, and the unbreakable spirit of spooky season. But between all the bones and bad behavior, Trevin and Jethro find something even stranger — friendship. From bragging about their wives to bonding over their shared fascination with death, the two discover they might just be soulmates from the same crypt. And stay tuned for a special treat: Trevin closes the episode with The Spirit Halloween Theme Song by comedian Nick Lutsko — because no Halloween story is complete without a musical séance.

In this episode of The Leader's Notebook, I continue my series Also Featured in the Cast by turning to the life of Moses. Moses is the central figure of Exodus—the lawgiver, the deliverer, the star of the story. Yet surrounding him are others whose faith, courage, and even failures shaped his journey: parents who hid him, a sister who watched over him, Pharaoh's daughter who rescued him, Jethro who advised him, and Pharaoh who resisted him. Their choices remind us that our lives are never lived in isolation. God uses the people around us—both allies and adversaries—to shape our destiny. My prayer is that you will recognize the cast members in your own story and trust God to use every one of them for His purposes. — Dr. Mark Rutland Chapters (00:00:03) - Leaders Notebook(00:02:51) - Dean Winters in John Wick: The Maimed Man(00:05:05) - 3 Things That Affect the Story of Moses(00:13:55) - Pharaoh's Daughter's Mercy for the Baby(00:21:54) - The Problem of God vs Pharaoh(00:26:51) - Aaron and Miriam(00:30:16) - You're the Star of Your Life

They are at it again and learning about new things! Matt and Jethro take off to the past, but in the future! What does that mean? Find out!

We are up for a Listener's Choice Award! Vote Here! What happens when you dig up Charlie Chaplin 11 weeks after his death? In this episode, Kat and Jethro wade into the bizarre tale of Chaplin's posthumous kidnapping—complete with a ransom plot and a phone call that started with, “We have Charlie.” Spoiler: It's not a prank if the coffin is real. Then, ever looked at your fingers and thought, “Why... these?” We crack open the secrets of evolutionary biology to uncover the latest strange DNA findings about how human fingers evolved—and why fish might deserve credit for your ability to do jazz hands. A corpse goes on tour and your thumbs have a fishy backstory. It's another day in the Oddiverse. Tickets and Info on The Box of Oddities Live Tour Here! #BoxOfOddities #CharlieChaplin #GraveRobbery #TrueWeird #EvolutionFacts #ScienceIsWeird #ComedyPodcast #HumanEvolution #JazzHandsFromFish #WeirdHistory #OddlyFascinating #BonesAndBuffoonery Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Join Micah, Ell, Josiah, and Jules Webb from xiantifa as they explore the establishment of the 70 elders to lead the people under Moses in Exodus 18. What is Jethro's motivation for the recommendation? How does it go immediately wrong? What does this mean for churches with bishops? How can we avoid these failures as we seek to build our own new systems? And how much time does Micah need to scramble to defend their theological position? Find out on this episode of The Word in Black and Red!Jules Webb's web comics, substack, and games can be found on xiantifa.itch.io--I particularly recommend Why I Am an Anarchist.I need you to subscribe to Josiah's wonderful podcast Pulp! so he makes me more episodes. You can listen to them too, I guess. But consider it a personal favor.And Ell, as always, waves the banner high for joining the Industrial Workers of the World! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Episode #174 of The Shallow End is anything but shallow!  Jethro has the story of a Florida Man who robbed a gas station – but proved to be the single kindest man never to do so. So how did the cops have time to show up and catch him in the act? Well, it's all about being polite, isn't it! Then Lindsay goes down under (both geographically and in gastro-intestinal fashion) with the story of a woman who served a very "special lunch" to four guests. What happened? Hint: You may want to skip the mushrooms next time you're invited to dinner – and go straight to the dessert! Enjoy this week's brand new episode! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Step right up, oddity enthusiasts! In this episode of The Box of Oddities, Kat and Jethro unpack a carnival curiosity, an uncontacted tribe, and maybe—just maybe—aliens. First, meet Schlitzie the Pinhead, the sideshow legend whose life was stranger and more poignant than the posters ever revealed. Then, we sail (metaphorically, of course) to the forbidden shores of North Sentinel Island, home to the Sentinelese people—an isolated tribe whose fierce independence has baffled explorers for centuries. And finally, we peer into the cosmos to ask: are those weird signals really signs of extraterrestrial life, or just our toaster acting up again? Equal parts bizarre, fascinating, and hilarious, this episode will have you marveling at humanity, mystery, and the universe itself. Tickets to the live fall tour here! #WeirdHistory #TrueCrimeAdjacent #PodcastLife #AlienLife #CarnivalHistory #UnexplainedMysteries #BoxOfOddities Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Tickets and info for our live fall tour here! In this gloriously chaotic edition of The Inbox of Oddities, Kat and Jethro dive face-first into the mailbag, where listeners spill the weirdest tea — from traumatic boardwalk entrapments to unsettling yardwork sexism. You'll hear tales of: