Do you trust your GPS (Global Positioning System) more than you trust GOD (GOD)? Perhaps if we compare the virtues of the two entities together we may be able to determine where your real faith lies. Of course, to make this analysis truly objective and fair, we must overlook for the time being that although man (homo sapiens) created the GPS it was GOD who created man. So, for this exercise we'll begin with the premise that both GPS and GOD are co-equals.
For starters, both GPS and GOD reside in the heavens. We look up skyward with our questions and the responses stream downward to us.
Both GPS and GOD provide us with directions: GPS can direct us from point A to point B based upon where we are now to where we want to go whereas GOD directs us from where we are now to where He wants us to go.
GPS's coverage is Global; GOD's coverage is Universal and then some.
GPS tells us which direction to travel, which way and when to turn, how far we have to go, and when we arrive at our destination. GOD gives us "free will" to travel as we elect.
If we deviate from its prescribed path, GPS will "recalculate", correct our wrong turns, and head us back in the intended direction. GOD forgives our transgressions.
GPS can only respond to what we tell it to do, whether our requests are right or wrong, whereas GOD responds to what is in our hearts.
GPS has to be updated frequently; is subject to blackouts due to various circumstances; must be recharged to maintain operational power; is subject to breakage; comes with a limited warranty and is eventually replaced with newer technologically advanced models.
GOD is All-Knowing, All-Powerful and All-Present. GOD is the Alpha and the Omega - no upgrades required.
In summary: If you are lost on the road by all means trust your GPS. But, if you are lost on the road to Salvation there is only one source to trust and it is not found in technology. AMEN to that!!
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Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Stuffing
I got this thing about the word "thing". It's something, anything and everything, or nothing, about this one thing called "thing". You see, the word "thing" is really a un-word because it has no meaning / definition / description of its own. Go ahead and look up the word "thing" in a dictionary - it's OK, I'll wait. See what I mean? The dictionary tries to define "thing" by listing other words that the word thing could refer to, but there is no specific description for the word thing. Maybe you can call it a "filler" word because it's used to fill-in, or replace, another word; but by itself it's an un-word.
What "gets me" is not specifically the word "thing" itself but how, or why, it's used by its author in oral or in written word. Next time you listen, or read, to a presentation pay attention for the injection of the word "thing". When used, it forces you, the audience, to mentally translate / decipher / determine what word, phrase, feeling or thought the author intended to portray but instead took the easy way out and injected the "thing" in place of real words or descriptions. To me, ones who elect to replace their real intentions with the word "thing" are lazy, illiterate, or are severely verbally-challenged (to be politically correct). In the end, they do an injustice to their work and disrespect their audience because both are deprived of the opportunity for illustrative verbalization.
Another word that falls into this category of un-words is the word "stuff" when used as a noun. Stuff, like thing, has no meaning of its own; it's used in place of real descriptive words. Go ahead, look this up too. As before, I'll wait.
Are you convinced yet? It's interesting to note that when the words "stuff" and "thing" are combined, we get the resultant word "stuffing". Not only interesting but perhaps even ironic, that joining these two non-descriptive words actually describes a substance that is typically indescribable. Confused? Think back again, this time to a Thanksgiving meal which included stuffing on the menu. Everyone knows it's called "stuffing" but what contents are used to create that stuffing are usually just described to as "stuffing". We really don't know what's in that stuffing! Perhaps I should take my mother's advise and never eat if I don't know what it is I am about to eat!
Pay attention please, I am almost done. I only have one more thing to say about this stuff!
OK. What is this rambling really all about? Well, I am known to preach that "words have meanings", or at least they should have meaning. Say what you mean and mean what you say. If you use "thing" or "stuff" then not only does your audience not know what you really mean but you also let the audience determine what you mean which probably is not what you meant to mean. Got it! Well, enough of this! If you don't like this thing I'm writing, then "stuff it"! HA!
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What "gets me" is not specifically the word "thing" itself but how, or why, it's used by its author in oral or in written word. Next time you listen, or read, to a presentation pay attention for the injection of the word "thing". When used, it forces you, the audience, to mentally translate / decipher / determine what word, phrase, feeling or thought the author intended to portray but instead took the easy way out and injected the "thing" in place of real words or descriptions. To me, ones who elect to replace their real intentions with the word "thing" are lazy, illiterate, or are severely verbally-challenged (to be politically correct). In the end, they do an injustice to their work and disrespect their audience because both are deprived of the opportunity for illustrative verbalization.
An ah-ha moment: 
For those of you that may remember, there is one instance when the word "thing" meant "thing"! Think back to the 1970's when Honda released it's Thing:
For those of you that may remember, there is one instance when the word "thing" meant "thing"! Think back to the 1970's when Honda released it's Thing: Are you convinced yet? It's interesting to note that when the words "stuff" and "thing" are combined, we get the resultant word "stuffing". Not only interesting but perhaps even ironic, that joining these two non-descriptive words actually describes a substance that is typically indescribable. Confused? Think back again, this time to a Thanksgiving meal which included stuffing on the menu. Everyone knows it's called "stuffing" but what contents are used to create that stuffing are usually just described to as "stuffing". We really don't know what's in that stuffing! Perhaps I should take my mother's advise and never eat if I don't know what it is I am about to eat!
Pay attention please, I am almost done. I only have one more thing to say about this stuff!
OK. What is this rambling really all about? Well, I am known to preach that "words have meanings", or at least they should have meaning. Say what you mean and mean what you say. If you use "thing" or "stuff" then not only does your audience not know what you really mean but you also let the audience determine what you mean which probably is not what you meant to mean. Got it! Well, enough of this! If you don't like this thing I'm writing, then "stuff it"! HA!
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Monday, November 22, 2010
Thank You
Thank you Jesus for the Cross:
For through Your Crucifixian I am justified before God.
Thank you Lord for your Death:
Because of Your Death I know that I too must experience physical death before receiving eternal life with You.
Thank you Christ for your Resurrection:
Without Your Resurrection, I could not look forward to my own personal resurrection.
Thank you God for your Grace:
For only through Your Grace do I gain eternal Salvation in Your presence.
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For through Your Crucifixian I am justified before God.
Thank you Lord for your Death:
Because of Your Death I know that I too must experience physical death before receiving eternal life with You.
Thank you Christ for your Resurrection:
Without Your Resurrection, I could not look forward to my own personal resurrection.
Thank you God for your Grace:
For only through Your Grace do I gain eternal Salvation in Your presence.
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Saturday, October 23, 2010
Memories
Two of the most favorite women in my life have recently expressed concern over my ability to recall past events or to properly interpret current ones. Specifically, they think that I may be "losing it", mentally speaking that is. Maybe I should reconsider who my favorite people are - (ha)!
Both incidents in question can be easily explained by me for clarification but it quickly becomes a situation whereby the further I try to defend myself more credence is added to the initial accusations. At this point, silence is golden! However, my pride and ego tell me that I should protect my mental manhood for fear that my silence may be perceived as a guilty plea if left uncontested. A dilemma for sure. However, further thought exposes some very positive possibilities for me if I were to simply acquiesce and concede that I am suspect to touches of senility, backsliding, decrepitude, degeneracy, falling off, feeblement, mental lapse, skidding, waning, weakening or whatever term satisfies the situation. This can be a lot of fun after all and may even save me from individuals that want to control some of my life.
Follow me on this if you can! Let's say my #1 favorite person makes plans for me that conflicts with my immediate priorities, like watching the pool water turn green; or if favorite person #2 asks me for some of my time that seriously imposes upon my meditation hour, aka, napping. Well, now I have a perfect alibi for accomplishing neither request - I FORGOT! Just think, I can now offer my newly acquired shortcoming to virtually get out of doing anything that I do not want to do and at the same time receive compassionate sympathy for my misgivings! Wow, what a scam! Why, I can't think of all the things that I can forget to remember - the list is eternal in its possibilities. Forgetting can be a beautiful thing! But, you may ask, what about doing those things that I want to do? If I conveniently cannot remember those things that I do not want to do, how can I justify remembering to do those things that I want to do. Have I not then doomed myself from doing what I want to do if I say that I did not remember for the others? Oh, contraire mon frere! Here is the beauty of my plan - I simply forgot to forget, hence, I remembered! A perfect defense for any situation; it simply does not get any better than this!
Now, going forward, my life will be a sequence of selected seductions scheduled to satisfy only my selfish salacious solicitudes, all thanks to the two most favorite women in my life. Of course, my one challenge now is that I must not forget to remember that I forgot else remember unless I want to forget that I forgot.
Both incidents in question can be easily explained by me for clarification but it quickly becomes a situation whereby the further I try to defend myself more credence is added to the initial accusations. At this point, silence is golden! However, my pride and ego tell me that I should protect my mental manhood for fear that my silence may be perceived as a guilty plea if left uncontested. A dilemma for sure. However, further thought exposes some very positive possibilities for me if I were to simply acquiesce and concede that I am suspect to touches of senility, backsliding, decrepitude, degeneracy, falling off, feeblement, mental lapse, skidding, waning, weakening or whatever term satisfies the situation. This can be a lot of fun after all and may even save me from individuals that want to control some of my life.
Follow me on this if you can! Let's say my #1 favorite person makes plans for me that conflicts with my immediate priorities, like watching the pool water turn green; or if favorite person #2 asks me for some of my time that seriously imposes upon my meditation hour, aka, napping. Well, now I have a perfect alibi for accomplishing neither request - I FORGOT! Just think, I can now offer my newly acquired shortcoming to virtually get out of doing anything that I do not want to do and at the same time receive compassionate sympathy for my misgivings! Wow, what a scam! Why, I can't think of all the things that I can forget to remember - the list is eternal in its possibilities. Forgetting can be a beautiful thing! But, you may ask, what about doing those things that I want to do? If I conveniently cannot remember those things that I do not want to do, how can I justify remembering to do those things that I want to do. Have I not then doomed myself from doing what I want to do if I say that I did not remember for the others? Oh, contraire mon frere! Here is the beauty of my plan - I simply forgot to forget, hence, I remembered! A perfect defense for any situation; it simply does not get any better than this!
Now, going forward, my life will be a sequence of selected seductions scheduled to satisfy only my selfish salacious solicitudes, all thanks to the two most favorite women in my life. Of course, my one challenge now is that I must not forget to remember that I forgot else remember unless I want to forget that I forgot.
Got it?
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Polygamy
My wife and I went to the park just to enjoy the day and while we were there we met a pastor from my church. When I went to introduce my wife to him, he asked: "
Is this your lovely wife?"
"Yes," I replied;
"I left the ugly one at home!"
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Is this your lovely wife?"
"Yes," I replied;
"I left the ugly one at home!"
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Saturday, August 14, 2010
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Monday, August 9, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
Retro Rants
Bobby Dylan standing in a remote corner with his askew hair aflame but shadowed by a brighter flame that warms;
The South says nothing yet speaks loudly rising only to let the smoke pass under;
Four feet of fur with eyes aglow see black and white brings in the breeze while walking through the grass;Why did she move, it was a wasted movement;
Time is nothing, it's always after five;
Two people or three; one fooled the other that made four;
A multicolored fish lives off a string hung there by the head while a dozen eyes of the mind see nothing but look everywhere;
Out in space lies a coffee cup with saucer and spoon; out of place but better off than before even with the force trying to bring it down to reality;
Men have tried, so has Red; Red has crashed, men are high;
Groove on the sounds that escape from the disk and fill your lungs with the cloud of love.
Two hours and “WOW”, where will I be in four?
We are here yet you are not and I am gone!
The ocean roars across the I hear you but I am not listening.
Open your eyes and you will see a lot, yet close your eyes while it’s hot and you’ll see more which you thought not was there before.
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Friday, July 2, 2010
Catastrophy
Have you ever noticed how some seem to think that they were created by God to be one of the Chosen Few? You know who I am talking about! I'm sure that you had the honor to be in their presence. They are the ones that when they enter a room they expect to be noticed, given individual attention, pampered, and permitted to disrupt whatever was in progress and perch themselves wherever they want even if it means forcing others to move to another spot. Their personalities run the entire gamut of emotions and attitudes and regardless of their current disposition others are expected to accommodate their desires while excusing them for their actions without question. They are the gods that walk amongst us! These special ones demand to be loved and adored at request and if ignored you should expect to be physically encountered or at least stared-down until acquiesced or until they decide to move onto other conquests.
There are, however, some redeeming values to these anointed ones. If you have adopted the Christian model to live your life, that is, if you try to serve others, to love others as you love yourself, to accept without prejudice, to feed the hungry and shelter the needy - if you live by these attributes then these privileged ones will be quick to take advantage of your graces, without any guilt or moral recourse, to give you a sense of worth!
Therefore, taking into consideration of all disclosed above, if one can be reincarnated after death then I truly wish to come back as one of these Chosen Few so I can enjoy the same immense privileges my wife bestows upon her cat! Imagine, nine lives worth of unabashed preferential treatment - WOW! I mean...MEEEEEOOOOOW!
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There are, however, some redeeming values to these anointed ones. If you have adopted the Christian model to live your life, that is, if you try to serve others, to love others as you love yourself, to accept without prejudice, to feed the hungry and shelter the needy - if you live by these attributes then these privileged ones will be quick to take advantage of your graces, without any guilt or moral recourse, to give you a sense of worth!
Therefore, taking into consideration of all disclosed above, if one can be reincarnated after death then I truly wish to come back as one of these Chosen Few so I can enjoy the same immense privileges my wife bestows upon her cat! Imagine, nine lives worth of unabashed preferential treatment - WOW! I mean...MEEEEEOOOOOW!
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Sunday, June 20, 2010
Father's Day
Give thanks to our Supreme Father, God Almighty, for He will not fail nor forsake us
because
because
Our God is an AWESOME God!
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