Hey listen up! None of the “It’s Saturdays” try to change you in anyway but just try to make you think. I can’t change you; it’s impossible, everyone and their brother knows that (i.e. you folks are tough cookies and very stiff necked and stubborn)! No one changes until they want toooo. Maybe it’s an impossibility to even suggest that you think! haha Could be! ItchieBitchie, who practices well but is really stinks when the lights are on, says—The only thing that can change you is money! C’mon on, money really talks, especially free money! It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that out. Suck it up cupcake and let’s get going!
I recently was part of a discussion of four of us on my
neighbor’s drive. I asked what their
views were on college debt forgiveness.
We all expressed our opinions but then two of them got off the subject
and got in a pretty intense argument of political opinions. I thought there was going to be blood soooo I
left (i.e. I don’t like to see folks get bloody). They were not going to change each other’s
opinion, no way! I latter was told from a back door source that I was accused of almost starting a riot (i.e.
right here in Butler County on my neighbor’s drive) and then I left! What a hoot!
A friend told me that her husband tells their grandchildren
when they ask him how they met—I whistled and she got in the car and the rest
is history! She said that isn’t how it
happened at all, but it’s a good story that the grandkids love to hear. I have a friend a.k.a. valedictorian who was
a professional writer who told us on the golf course years ago that all good
stories are embellished a little. SweetBettyLou, who is a sweetheart, says--Let
me qualify that statement—uffda uffda!
CoarchB, who exaggerates the story for the sake of emphasis,
says—If you want to get out of the hole ya gotta put down the shovel (e.g.
throw those chips away and get your butt off the couch). Uffda uffda!
LuckieEddie, who has no excuses or explanations, says--That putting down the shovel can be pretty hard for me
Coach B. I seem to just grab it again and continue to dig; it’s such a habit I
have. I seem to just keep diggin’ and
the hole just gets deeper and deeper. Uffda
uffda!
HighEndRita, who is high-maintenance and a drama-drain, but who
I like, says—My mother-in-law is unique a.k.a. not typical. Soooo what is your image of her? Is your image of her above typical or below
typical? You decided on her image
because of your genetics, past environment or current environment. There is no
question about it. You are preprogrammed just like a computer. When in CO I
noticed that our grandkids always locked the doors of their house no matter
what; all the time. Why do they do that do you think? Because their father insists that all the
doors are locked in the house at all times.
They have learned that from birth.
They probably will lock all the doors in their house when they have a house
I bet. And why did their father always
lock the doors? I have no idea! What is your
guess? When I was a kid growing up a mile and fourth south of Roseland, MN, we
didn’t even have a lock on our one door soooo Chester and Anna didn’t teach us
kids that!
An 80+ robust lady hurt her leg pretty bad. I asked her what happened. She laughed and
said, well, I’m not very good on my feet anymore and have a hard time getting
up from the sofa. Sooooo my 88-year-old
husband was giving me a hand and when he got me up, I lost my balance and fell. The worst part was I fell on him and hurt him
toooo! She laughed and soooo did I!
For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, but the one
who humbles himself will be exalted. Luke 18:14 You believe that? Saturday question—Are Americans and the world
very humble do you think? I read what Jane said while eating my oatmeal with
half a banana on it—"The medieval church believed that pride was the root
of all sins and was therefore the most dangerous…Pride is the sin of
forgetting—or ignoring—our need for God…Real worship demands humility. It
requires us to acknowledge our utter dependence upon God for salvation. This is
why C. S. Lewis described pride as ‘the complete anti-God state of mind.’ Some
of the proudest people you meet may also be the most religious.” Yikes Jane,
what you said is humbling! Uffda uffda! Jane already told us more than she
knows!
Suggestion: Sit down
and put it on paper! Did you even hear
me? That is how we seem to live. SIT DOWN and PUT IT ON PAPER! Personally, I
find those two things very beneficial to me.
WorldClassLarry, who is smarter than all the monkeys at The Omaha Zoo,
says—There is a enormous great feeling to pour your heart out with ink on paper!
Soooo I asked the gal checking me out at the grocery store--soooo
how ya doing—not very well—well, that’s too bad—it could be better for sure—we
have to go through the thick and then and maybe today you are going through the
thin—ya I am—tomorrow is another day and things hopefully will be better for
you—I hope soooo—the best to you—thank you for asking. Oh, the thick and thin
that we go through. The thick is more
fun than the thin for sure but we all have both. It is hard to see the big
picture when we are in a negative snapshot of life. But the thin toooo will pass! BUT we got to
remember that the thick snapshots don’t last either (i.e. soooo don’t get tooooo
cocky; our glory, pride, and compliancy are our enemies). A real AverageJoe,
who is in a thin part of his life, told me—erv, things were going soooo good
and now, all of a sudden, my life is no tulips and roses let me tell ya! Uffda uffda!
I respected this checkout gal. I did because she was real. She was not a phony. She didn’t just perform in pretending
everything was ok. She was not a
DuaneTheWorm who is always putting on a show; a real phony who will do anything
to get attention. Abraham Lincoln said—You can fool some of the folks all the
time all the folks some of the time, but you can’t fool all the folks all the
time. Generally, folks see through phonies at some point in time, my opinion,
at least most of the folks can. Here's the deal folks! Don’t be a phony. Be real! Or I guess you can be a fake. I guess that is up to each of us. It's our decision but decisions have
consequences as my late friend, Paul, would say, and guess who gets to make the
decisions.
I enjoy going for my jog/walk sometimes when the sun is just
coming up. I always think of the song
that goes something like this—when the sun gilds the sky, My heart awaking
cries… (i.e. gilds meaning to move smoothly and continuously along, as if
without effort or resistance). The other morning, we sang that song at
church. I have always liked that song
(i.e. it stimulates me). There is something special about sunrises to many
folks. Probably maybe different things
to different folks; I don’t know. And
the end of the part of the song after when the sun gilds the sky, My heart
awaking cry is: May Jesus Christ be praised!
That makes me also feel soooo good.
I admit it. For me it’s the nitty gritty! Uffda uffda! Probably that
song affects different folks differently as well (i.e. it has nuttin to do with
politics or how much money you have folks, my opinion). The sunrise to me is
like God is buying votes!
Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:
erv
MyFriendJean said--You can take the day off, but you can't put it back.
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