Please Screw Up Your Life...Um...Responsibly

Is that picture beautiful or what?
It all ties in, kindasorta, so hang on.
I've yammered before about the high cost of things which actually impair or destroy a person's life, but
recent examples have brought it back to mind, and what is a blog if not the disclosure mechanism for what is on our minds?
I'm standing in line at the grocery store a couple weeks back and the guy in front of me buys two cartons
of cigarettes. One hundred and seven dollars. They were different brands, so he was probably buying one
for his wife, but still: one hundred and seven dollars.
Taxes, of course, will vary the price in different places, but even if they were free, the cost to a person's
health longterm can be huge.
"Please Drink Responsibly" is found on alcohol products. I drink responsibly. I drink coffee and tea and soda (alcoholics love to point out how bad for you soda can be) and sometimes milk. No alcohol.
But it isn't only what we ingest that can destroy our lives-any addiction can be debilitating. Gambling, for example, can empty a wallet quicker than Jack Robinson.
My house is old, like 1893 or so old. It had carpet... in the kitchen. Which is never a good idea. I tried shampooing it, to no effect, and I finally had enough and have now gotten rid of the carpet and am in the process of taking up the old linoleum that you see above.
I could only afford my house because it was a foreclosure; given the topic of this post you can infer the
reasons why.
"Feel like a winner when I'm losing again." Ol' Gord had it about right.
"So what, Doug?" you might say. "A person lives his or her own life-if they destroy it, that's nobody's business."
Sure, that would be true...if we all lived independently of one another, untouched by each other's lives,
but we are all connected. Even if I never touch alcohol, it impacts my life as it destroys the lives of those around me.
Just a guess, but I'm pretty sure that there will be no addictive destructive life destroyers in Heaven.Maybe the baseball games will by sponsored by (sugarfree) bubblegum companies. If there are still companies.

Reverse Order _____ Omissions

^10~"17“You shall not covet your neighbor’s house; you shall not covet your neighbor’s wife or his male servant or his female servant or his ox or his donkey or anything that belongs to your neighbor.”
No problem with that, right? Isn't that how you live your life? Not being jealous of your neighbor's wealth or stuff?
9~"¹⁶“You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor." 
Isn't that at the heart of your moral code? Isn't your honesty uncompromising?
8~"¹⁵“You shall not steal."
This is tied to your honesty, right? You wouldn't steal a grape at the grocery store. You wouldn't stoop to theft.
7~"¹⁴“You shall not commit adultery."
Easiest one on the list-
6~"¹³“You shall not murder."
Almost as easy. You value human life-you wouldn't kill anyone period.
5~"¹²“Honor your father and your mother, that your days may be prolonged in the land~~"
Aaannndddd we have our first omission. Of course you honor your parents-this is like commanding you to
take an umbrella if its raining.

Okay, that's enough. 
Each of these commandments are probably part of your moral makeup, what makes you who you are.
Each is solid and good, and will help you to live a good life. You could build your house on that moral high ground, and do fine.
But in following these precepts you will only please yourself. Your neighbor might appreciate that his or her's stuff is safe around you, but beyond that he has his own hash to chop up.
The omissions, beginning with that which is missing from number five above, are all about pleasing God rather than yourself.
As I said, you could live a good life on that moral high ground. And fail eternally, end up in hell.
These aren't just moral good ideas found on the back of a cereal box. They came directly from God, and  the omitted parts are all about honoring God.
You didn't come up with your moral code, God did. He built us, He made you. 
Read the rest of the list yourself, starting with that is missing from number five above.

I Flunked Retirement

Not me personally, but I saw an old gentleman at the store today wearing that message on his hat.
I had just been visiting with a couple of my former co-workers-one happily retired and one not so happily
looking for work. We had all been heaved overboard from the corporate ship in January.
I have been avoiding political stuff, but please excuse a general statement: jobs are disappearing, the economy is hurtin for certin, and things will probably get worse in the next few years. I blame the present
administration, which I believe has hurt the country and the world with its policies. Counter productive just about nails it. Thus endeth the political stuff.
Anyway, the world in which we live will keep turning, and I don't see anything improving in great measure until Christ returns and sets up His Kingdom, ruling the Earth from Jerusalem.
Until that Day, we will abide.

Your Opinion Counts!

At least, you hope it does. Just was reading an article about a recently departed film maker, Mike Gray, who had written the screenplay for "The China Syndrome" amongst many other life trophys. His opinion about Nuclear power was powerful, in that that one movie chilled the construction of nuclear power plants in this country for decades.
Ol' buddy redneck Albert Gore's chicken little global warming act is his opinion magnificated and oratollated by a geek chorus of fellow travellers. Still just an opinion. It's made him richer, so I can't say that
no one has benefited from his fear mongering.
'Fear of clowns' carries more weight than fear of climate change.
Here's my point. Just because you assume that your opinion is valid, madmen and regular fools with that same confidence are 100% wrong.
I don't even trust that my opinions about things are 100% right, because I am 100% human which means there is room for error.
You knew this part was coming. God's opinion is the only one that matters. When Christ returns, all contrary opinions will matter as much as 1990's teacup fashions. At least, that's my opinion.

This Is The Day

"²⁴    This is the day which the LORD has made;     Let us rejoice and be glad in it."
 Psalm 118:24

I can't tell you how much these seventeen words have meant to God's people. They have been sung, memorized, put on plaques and gravestones. Just the reminder that we walk around not in happenstance or accident, but in God's Creation is a sermon all in itself. That we are to rejoice and not mope our lives away is the fitting answer to the first part of the verse.
Be glad.

God Should Move Hypocrites To The Back Of The Line

You don't have to be a genius to appreciate most things in life, but believe me, it does help.
Just the other day I was sitting in my lazyboy, having just put down a book, and it struck me:
I am happy. I appreciate all that God has given me, including a nice house, two four legged roomies,
and all the rest. Happy. Go figure.
That's not to say that there aren't things in my life which make for unhappy-we are each a mixture, and the
bad can show up as often as the good. But, in essence, happy.
One unhappy maker: hypocrites. Was in the presence of such a piece of work the other day, and it does
tend to set the teeth on edge but you know what?
Hypocrites get what they deserve, for as we sow, so shall we reap. I'm not in daily contact with the hypocrite from the other day, and that makes me, you guessed it: Happy.

God Mend Thine Every Flaw

                                            "America! America! God mend thine every flaw,
                                            Confirm thy soul in self control, thy liberty in law!

Don't dig out your bibles, friends-the words above are from America The Beautiful, which some of us sang
at the county court house just a few minutes ago.
God mend America's every flaw...may take a while. But it will happen, and that is why I'm such a cheerful charlie to this day.
Just like compound interest, compounded sins upon sins upon-you get the idea-mark this country along with the rest of the world for Judgement.
The greatest sin that God will judge? Idolatry. Sounds kind of old fashioned, right?
Idolatry. Worship of anything instead of God. It made number one on God's list:
" ¹Then God spoke all these words, saying,
²“I am the LORD your God, who brought you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of slavery.
³“You shall have no other gods before Me." Exodus 20:1-3
This doesn't apply merely to Jews and Christians, as God is the God of all Creation, everyone and all that you know. He is your God, too.
And He will mend the every flaw of His Creation as He sees fit: Returning to rule the nations with an iron rod, putting an end to all troubles, sin and flaws.
Until that day, we stand our ground, live as peaceably as we can in the middle of a corrupt idolatrous world,
praying for our nations, that they will be humbled and will seek God and His guidance, His Grace, His Salvation. And what is good for a country is also good for a person. That is my prayer today.

Elected Without Apology

Sure, sure, no history lessons needed, looking backwards is a waste of vision, and this isn't your first ro-diddy-i-o.
Thessaloniki, Thessalonia, Salonica...however you have heard of it, there it is on the map above.
Paul's first letters in the New Testament were to believers in Thessalonia, who had heard the Gospel from Paul and his crew and been moved by God to seek His Salvation.
Newbie Christians, (the only kind around in those days) they had questions and Paul had answers from God for them.
One point that Paul makes is that they were indeed in Christ because God had chosen them:
"²We give thanks to God always for all of you, making mention of you in our prayers; 
³constantly bearing in mind your work of faith and labor of love and steadfastness of hope in our Lord Jesus Christ in the presence of our God and Father, 
⁴knowing, brethren beloved by God, His choice of you;"
holding it right there, friends-God does the picking and choosing.
He decides who gets to go to Heaven, and who end up in hell.
The reason I'm covering this ground again is simple: I pray for friends and family to be saved, I pray for others such as President Obama to be saved, knowing that it is God's decision. If God says no, it is no.
I would love to see everyone I care about make it to Heaven. I'm selfish that way-I want those I love or even just like to be with us in Heaven. I might someday be rubbing elbows with those early Thessalonian
saints on Paul's mailing list. That will be cool. I'd love to see you there.

The Old Face Of Tolerance In America

The grumpy Gus above is the monster of Frankenstein as imagined by Edison's film production in 1910.
With a face like that selling oranges, what wouldn't buy apples?
Here's what's what: on Morlocks a telefilm of Frankenstein from the 1970's is being heralded for it's depiction of man's greatest triumph-eternal strife, I mean life.
Here's the tolerance thing.
The idea that MAN can somehow, even with stitching together spare parts and adding Gatorade succeed to
eternal life on HIS terms is eminently tolerable.
God plan for Salvation? Not so much.
So...rather than accept that God has a plan in place which could make Eternity quite comfy for you...you would rather the above?
According to Christ: "  ⁶³“It is the Spirit who gives life; the flesh profits nothing; the words that I have spoken to you are spirit and are life." John 6:63
If the flesh profits nothing, it doesn't matter if Doc Frankenstein, Hannibal Lecter and the 1st Jubilant Quilters Society all worked together on a project-nada. Zilch would be accomplished, except possibly that the website for the Quilters might seem a bit...garish.
Mary Shelley didn't corner the marquis on this idea. Going along in a similar but similarly odd vein, Robert Heinlein once wrote a story where a dying rich man had his brain inserted into the body of his beautiful female assistant, whose brain had met some untowardly fate.
The rich man woke up. The lady woke up. They shared the body, and this story predated the Steve Martin movie "All Of Me" by at least a decade.
Consciousness in the flesh rather than the spirit? What a horrible thought, that we would continue to have our being in the leftovers buried or burned to ash.
But that would be more tolerable for most than the simple plan of Salvation offered by God.

The New Face Of Intolerance In America

She looks nice, doesn't she? Wait till you get to know her. She recently wrote a column for some newspaper (do we still have those?) which has stirred up a lot of fuss over nothing. It's nothing, really. Except this...lady...saw an opportunity to hitch her wagon to a star-making event, get her name in print, and maybe, just maybe get a job sometime down the road.
I guess opportunism is alive and well in America-and its name and face is Kirsten Powers, which I tell you so you can forget it.
This "journalist" took issue with the fact that the trial of a man accused of killing eight people wasn't getting the media coverage it deserved.
What, Kirsten? Do you know how many murder trials take place in America every day? Should they all make the front page? What if Selena Gomez wears a new hairstyle, huh? That should be shunted to page 16 for a murder trial?
The Doctor is Kermit Gosnell; the ones he is alleged to have murdered are a woman seeking an abortion and seven live fetus which had their necks 'snipped' after birth in a form of murder by decapitation.
He had run what is termed an "abortion clini...

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Sometimes You Fail...S'okay

Well. The neat thing about being fixed in time is we can only see a step or two ahead of us-I couldn't tell you
today what the weather will be like a decade from now. So we deal with what we have now.

 Star Wars was Great. The SW Holiday show? Not so much.

Too much Wookie, not enough Leia and Han. Ambivalent about the other guy and the roboty guys.

In this scene Leia is looking up at the stack of money she was getting to show up. The roboty
guy is mimicking her.
It doesn't always come down to money.
Laid off in January. Hired to do something else in March. The management is concerned
that I might be too old/out of shape to carry my part of the load come Summer. C-ya siesta time.
Back to the old job May 1st for a short term contract.
So-a good idea that didn't work out. S'okay. Whether I live in luxury or starve in a carboard box, God will take care of me, and once I am no longer fixed in time-once I get to Eternity with God, it won't matter what I did here in 2013. I'm already 100% more successful than that beeping trash can seen above. I still have a job.

Working the work work

 Oh yeah- THESE guys. Hansons with an H.

 Newcomer and star. Lindsay Crouse and Paul Newman

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In color.

Why? Why post this? What does this have to do with the price of peanuts in Pawtucket?
Movie Morlocks, talking about stars who became bigger than the screen personas falling into self-caricature.
Never happened to Paul Newman, though he was one of the biggest. Examples:
The Hansons wouldn't be the Hansons without their taped up glasses. That was their persona.
Lindsey Crouse and Paul Newman: working actors who never fell into the trap of becoming personas,
never became known for a certain image, a singular look. Crouse is still working, according to IMDB, and
though she hasn't had the career of a Newman, she has done good work for decades.
Right now I'm working the work work. I respect the Crouses and Newmans who worked hard at their jobs, who didn't 'coast' or take it easy, becoming older versions of their star-making roles.
I have to get up and do, and I may never 'retire' until I can't. Keep working.

E O D

My hands aren't blue-I used my MacBook to snap the picture, and there it is.
E O D. Explosive Ordnance Disposal. They do the most dangerous work
to keep others safe. I have and wear this pin for a Marine who died doing just that.
What happened Monday in Boston is a terrible, horrible event which should never have happened.
I hope that President Obama is right when he said, "those responsible for the attacks in Boston would "feel the full weight of justice.".
I hope so. I know that it will happen when God judges those responsible. 
May God Bless Boston and those around the world who have been touched by this act of terror. 
And may God have no Mercy on those who did this.

The Blessing Of Forgottenness

Musing about pain today, and how it is a blessing that each pain we feel, that is, physical pain, can end.
There are pains which do not go away, but I'm talking about the sometimes pains that do have an
expiration date, that don't stay with us forever.
Example-my young friends just had a baby, and it seemed that she carried the babe for just about a
year, though of course it was the regulation 9 months. That pain, and the birthing pain subside and are
forgotten.
A week ago (and I'm not comparing this with childbirth pain-just an example) I hurt myself kinda bad
overdoing physical labor at work. Pain lasted a few days, but now I'm tip top.
There IS a blessing in not storing aches and pains continually. I call that good design-God knows how much we can bear, and how frail our frame.
Looking at my right hand I can't hardly see the 15 stitches that once graced two fingers. That never actually
hurt much, but the point is that even the flesh forgets it's wounds eventually. Praise God for imperfect memory!