We went to a Christmas concert last Sunday night at the Pinnacle Presbyterian Church. It was suggested to us by two of my cousins. It was good. They had a freewill offering (i.e. that’s a free will offering). Free will—we get to decide—If you act like a jerk why would people like you. If you treat your wife lousy for 20 years why are you surprised that she leaves you. If you drink heavily for 30 years why are you surprised you liver doesn’t work. If you don’t save for your retirement why do expect to have money when you retire. If you don’t accept Jesus as your Lord and Savior why do you expect to go to heaven? Decisions have consequences folks. And there is only one person in charge of those decisions. Bingo! LuckieEddie says—Unless you believe in total pre-destination!
The Christmas story doesn’t make much sense to a non-believer of Jesus. I mean how can a non-believer believe in the virgin birth of Jesus and then this Jesus can forgive all your sins and give you eternal life. The academias seem to have even a harder time to understand that. Sooooooooooo, how much should knowledge and how much should emotion be part of Christmas? Saturday question—Do you really believe in the virgin birth of Jesus? I mean really believe it. Do you really believe in Father/Son/Holy Spirit as the Trinity? Is that hard for the human mind to understand? The Muslims, Hindus, Jews, Mormons and atheists don’t believe Jesus the Christ as their Savior. So what does Christmas really mean to them other as a holiday to get off work, eat and be merry?
They make it soooooooo easy to put up a tree now days. When we were at James and Heather’s, their tree (i.e. artificial of three years ago) top section didn’t light up. James replaced the fuses and it stayed lit for a few minutes and then died. The connection was real hot. So we took it back to Costco and they said they were all recalled. They said all their new tress have been recalled so they had none so they gave him his purchase price back of three years ago. We went to Home Depot but theirs were not as nice so they ended up purchasing a real Frazer fur for $32. When they checked out, the guy at Home Depot asked if they would like him to re-cut the truck—sure; would you like me to cut off the lower branches—sure; would you like me to wrap it in a plastic netting—sure! There was a young couple behind them and the guy asked them the same—the husband said, na I can do it—his wife said, are you crazy, of course we want that done (i.e. one smart gal).
SusieQ says--The bigger the gift the bigger the thank you (i.e. the bigger I love ya). Ya, that’s what the world wants you to think but it just ain’t soooooooo SusieQ. No no! I read this while eating my oatmeal with a half of a banana on it looking out over hole #2 of the golf course—Give something to those who are having trouble, to those whose thoughts are confused, something of your sympathy, your prayer, your time, your love, your thought, your self…Give your best to those who need it and will accept it…Remember that the giving of advice can never take the place of giving of yourself. Put that in your pipe and smoke it while you are buying those throwaway trinkets for Christmas presents!
Tuesday, after playing some golf (i.e. a guy in our Lingsters group died on the course while playing), I rode my bike the 5.2 miles over to Sun Life RV (i.e. where George and Jane Abbas winter) and played ping pong with the boys (i.e. I enjoyed their company—nice guys but they play hard—they were better than I thought they would be for some old farts). Then I rode over the to Mesa Library (i.e. Red Mountain Branch). I went on line to have them hold the new book, Unbroken, for me but they said I had to come in in person and renew my library card. They had 7 copies of the book and I was #32 on the waiting list (i.e. must be a good book). I started reading it in A’town (i.e. Nancy got it for me but didn’t get it all read before we left). ANYWAY a very nice librarian helped me. I then asked her what her favorite SW book is. It was Blood Brother by Arnold Elliott. She said if I couldn’t find it, come back and she would help. She wrote it down so I went and looked for it. Looked under Elliott but couldn’t find it. So I went and found her and she went to Arnold, Elliott and Bingo. Man-o-man! This gal told me she has been working at the Red Mt branch for 40 years (i.e. for the last 5 years only on Tuesdays). You must really like it—yes I do. Such is life.
Oh by the way, in the book Blood Brother, Concise and the Apaches call winter, Ghost Face (i.e. that’s a good name). No Ghost Face here, it’s been in the 70s and next week it’s suppose to be in the 80s and there is seldom any wind. I call it Honey Face!!!! A couple from MN said to me the other day—Every day is sooooooo nice; we don’t get one day like this in MN all summer! Such is life.
I played with some guys from our park at the Links. Ron and I walked. Ron is 81 and does very well. He says he swims every day and tries to take care of himself. ANYWAY I asked Ron what his feelings were on Christmas—I like Christmas but don’t go over board. When we get older we make it much more simple but seem to enjoy it more. Stuff and more stuff just aren’t very important any more. Life and what’s important to me, is where my thoughts are (i.e. every time you hear a siren here, which is quite often, it usually means that another condo or park model will be for sale). Saturday question—Is your Christmas really fun or is it crazy?
MissPerfect says—My friend FredaTheFreeLoader a.k.a. as Slick’sTrophyWife (i.e. altered and high maintenance) thinks she’s bigger than the real meaning of Christmas. Ouchy ouchy! Yabut she looks nice and really can strut hers stuff!
Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:
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KR’s thought of the day—Modesty: Hoping that others will find out by themselves how great you are! MyFriendJean says—Brows may wrinkle, hair grows gray but friendship never knows decay.
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