One thing that really, really pisses me off are hypocrites… but particularly hypocrites of a Christian bent.
That BULLSHIT about “Christians aren’t perfect, just forgiven” is the most disgusting, self-serving, spineless, greedy saying I’ve ever heard.
One of my sisters, who got caught up in evangelical, fundamentalist Christianity at the young age of 16, apparently is a perpetrator of the above saying and using it for personal ill-gotten gain. After 20 years of hearing the teachings of her religion, she apparently sees it as ok to knowingly break the rules because she’s “forgiven”.
I can see the difficulty in some situations like breaking the “thou shall not steal” rule when freshman philosophy students consider the question “Is it ok for an out-of-work mother to steal a few cans of soup so she can feed her children who are hungry.”
But when my sister stuffs her iPhone in a bag of rice to suck out the moisture and conceal the damage done after she dropped it in a bucket of water, then goes to the retail store and avoids telling the truth when asked “did this phone fall in water?” by stating “well how would that happen!?” so she can avoid paying the two or three or five hundred dollars it would take to replace it….
THAT IS FLAT OUT LYING AND STEALING!!!
She knew she was doing it. She deliberately lied, deceived and conned someone to save a buck. This is from a person who is making about 80k a year. She prostituted her integrity for the cost of an iPhone. That isn’t about being falable. That isn’t about being tempted by The Enemy. She is an adult… a thinking, reasoning, conscious adult who has heard the commandments “You shall NOT steal” “you shall NOT lie”. She deliberately deceived another person for her personal gain and justified it in her head by replaying the bumper sticker saying that she is “not perfect but saved”.
You’re not saved… you’re a liar and thief.
Today I was listening to the news on AM radio hoping to catch what was happening with traffic, see how far back the ‘Stros have slipped from their brush with first place and maybe what’s in store weather wise.
There was a story about former President Clinton and because I caught it in the middle I wasn’t quite sure what it was about… maybe his negotiation in getting those two journalists out of N. Korea?
I don’t know but it ended with them saying Continue reading
Hello friendly blog peeps, peepettes and casual visitors.
Today’s post is asking for a HUGE favor.
If you look to the right… right next to the title of this post you’ll see a picture. If you click it, the link will take you to my page on the Lone Star Chapter of The National Multiple Sclerosis Society’s website.
I’m writing about this because I want to let you know I’m riding my bicycle half way across Texas in an effort to raise funds for researchers to find a cure for MS. I’m riding in the 2009 MS 150 Bike Tour from Houston to Austin. It’s about 160 miles or so over two days.
I’m do it for two reasons. One… believe it or not, I find it fun and of course, challenging. (i’ve ridden this ride before) Two… I know I am extremely lucky to be able to move my body on my own and so I feel an obligation to help.
I want to help researchers find a cure for folks who don’t move so well because of this disease.
I’m no scientist. I don’t know much about this disease or what it will take to end it. But I can pedal my bike and ask people to donate to my ride so the smart guys can figure a way to help those who are afflicted with this disease.
So I hope you will.
I hope you can spare ten bucks… or five bucks… or three or even one.
I know five bucks or even one doesn’t seem like a lot but it all adds up.
When I was in the Marine Corps I learned a saying from the grunts… “ounces make pounds.” I first heard it when my unit attached with some grunts for training and we were going on a 13 mile hike carrying all our gear on our back.
A few of the guys took us “non-hackers” aside and said, “ounces make pounds, Marine. Let me see your gear.” They proceeded to show us how stripping every tiny piece of non-essential crap added up to a lot of weight.
“Ounces make pounds” folks. I know times are tough. Hell, I barely have two nickels to rub together but if you could donate whatever you can…
well, every little bit adds up to a lot.
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From what I understand, the California Supreme Court has 90 days from the hearing that was held on March 5th to decide what it’s going to do in regards to Prop 8 once and for all.
I still don’t understand why letting anyone get married is so offensive to some people. In the video link below you’ll see there is guy “A” yelling to guy “B”, “you’re going to hell!!” It’s at about 1:16. He also calls him “filthy” and other not-so-nice things and wasn’t being very Christ-like although he used the Bible as the basis of his stance.
What does it matter to guy “A”. So what! Why do you care if guy “B” is going to hell.
What does it matter to you. How does it affect you!… guy A?
And another thing… why would anyone want the government telling them what they can or can’t do. I really don’t get it. How does any thinking person think it’s ok for the government to tell someone they can or can’t get married or do anything they want for that matter so long as it doesn’t infringe on the right of someone else right to enjoy freedom and happiness.
I know… you think it just isn’t right. You can’t just redefine a word to include other things. Marriage is one woman and one man, sanctified by God.
You know what… that’s morality. That’s the government dictating to you what is right or wrong. Do you want the government (particularly this Dem-led congress and administration) Continue reading
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I woke up Monday morning from a rather weird, odd, cooky, dream.
I was making plans for a wedding… but not to the Deistette, although we’re currently engaged. No I was marrying someone else. Someone who goes to my church. And all this with The Deistette’s knowledge.
In fact, the whole thing was some sort of scheme… some sort of plan that would benefit all of us somehow. Even the people in my congregation knew the wedding being planned was a scam and they were all in on making it appear real.
I couldn’t figure out why though. What was the purpose. Why was I willing to forge a marriage. I still can’t figure it out.
It reminded me of question I heard once though. I was on a road trip with some friends and one of the guys pulled out this book that had about 300 or so questions that were supposed spark conversation or debate. One that really stuck with me was this one:
After having dinner at a restaurant you’ve never visited or probably will go back to, the waiter brings you the bill and you notice he/she forgot to add the dessert which was about five dollars. What do you do? Do you tell the waiter of the oversight or do you simply give a bigger tip than you would have… covering or coming close to the five dollar difference.
Every so often I have to go the County Clerk’s Office in downtown Houston to file stuff for our clients. Parking can be tough and if there is a high profile criminal case going on… forget it. Some of the county offices are right next to the criminal courts building so parking is kind of at a minimum.
Anyway, one day back in the summer while trying to find a spot I met Rick “The Umbrella Man” Johnson. Mr. Johnson is an entrepreneur. He sells umbrellas on the street corner (thus his self imposed nickname) and he also sells parking vouchers.
The city of Houston did away with parking meters to be replaced by high-speed, low-drag models that are solar powered and spit out a little voucher once you pay. The voucher shows when your time expires and you place it on your dash so you don’t get a ticket. photo byline unknown; found here
Well, Mr Johnson saw an opportunity. More often than not, when people come back to their vehicle they have time left on the voucher. So he asks if he can have it then he resells it if he can. Seems like a lot of work for only dimes and quarters but I always try to buy a little extra time and seek him out to give him my voucher when I can. Continue reading
Like most churches, my congregation has potlucks. Almost every event we organize is intertwined with a potluck. We’re lucky we have a number of members who like to cook and as one of the resident bachelors in the crowd, I get to reap the benefits of some awesome home cooked meals when this happens.
So a few weeks ago we had one. There were quite few people there and a bunch of little kids running around like little maniacs… you know, doing their job as kids. We had music going, good conversation, good food and good fellowship.
Well being a small congregation, you know immediately when someone walks in and is a stranger. Alex, had been riding his bike around in our parking lot for several minutes as he scoped us out to see if we were friend or foe, while a couple of the fellas burned up burgers and dogs on a little hibachi.
He timidly and somewhat ashamedly accepted an invitation to come inside and eat with us. You see Alex is homeless. He looks to be in his late 20s and he has apparently made some bad choices that have him in his current situation. Perhaps you’ve heard the saying, “Sometimes when you’re eating a shit sandwich it’s because you ordered it.”
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i went on a road trip with friends last week and during the ride one of my buddies had this little book of questions. Some of them were no brainers. Some of them really made you think.
One of the questions was: Name a person who has had a great influence on you.
The friend asking the questions answered saying his parents or something to that effect. The other friend of mine said his daughters.
Normally I would have said something like that or maybe my high school band director, an early music teacher perhaps. But I went with the first person that first entered my mind in a quasi Rorschach inkblot fashion.
The first name that came to mind was Dr. Randy Pausch.
I found out yesterday that the day these friends of mine and I played this game of asking questions, Dr Randy Pausch died.
I would consider myself successful if I could leave just half as important a legacy as he did.
What an amazing human being.
This is kinda cool. The folks over at MSNBC.com have placed a set of brackets lining up the top contenders for the VP position for the blue and red side of the aisles.
Check it out. Pretty informative and you get to make your own pics and see how other people choose who will win each bracket.
I think i like this better than March Madness.
…come out of the smallest of events.
I’m a couple of weeks behind on this story but just had to share after stumbling over the ESPN report covering it.
I think it’s amazing that in game that had relatively little meaning and on a ball field where less than 100 spectators were in attendance something quite sublime and…
meaningful happened. Gives a little hope for humanity.