Sunday, December 25, 2011

Eat, Pray, Love



My baby boy, Wolfie, gave me the dvd movie Eat, Pray, Love for Christmas.

I had first watched this movie at the theatre and had no one to go with so my daughter, Drew, not wanting to see me go alone, decided she would go along with me.  It really wasn't her sort of show, but she's just a sweetheart like that (and there wasn't a lot of cursing or any nudity).

I returned home ranting and raving over it.  I loved the movie on so many levels (such as her struggle to embrace her independence and connect with her spirituality).



I suppose my enthusiasm made an impression on Wolfie and his gift could not have been any better.



a quote from the movie:

"....hadn't I wanted this? I had actively participated in every moment of the creation of this life. So why didn't I see myself in any of it?  The only thing more impossible than staying, was leaving."

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Don't Judge


One of my old school friends is now a pastor of a local church he founded (which I do not attend) recently posted this on his Facebook wall: The problem in the church is not that everyone has a "personal preference" but when people confuse their personal preferable with "Biblical Truth".


My initial (un-posted) response was "my belief is that God’s truth rings true in your heart - hence a personal preference.  I believe that there are many truth’s and that it’s not just one particular religious interpretation to be found in Heaven.  And I believe, simply, that God is all things good; (He) is love, (He) is tolerance, (He) is patience, (He) is kindness, etc. - and that a good (or Light-possessing) spirit will have no worries of not reaching Heaven."




In the words of Jack Handey, "I think instead of answers, we should have impressions. If I have a different impression than you on a math test, so what? Can't we all be brothers?"



*

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
As I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
Nor the lights or its decor.
But it was the folks in Heaven
Who made me sputter and gasp-
The thieves, the liars, the sinners,
The alcoholics and the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade
Who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
Who never said anything nice.

Bob, who I always thought
Was rotting away in hell,
Was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
Looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, 'What's the deal?
I would love to hear Your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here?
God must've made a mistake.

'And why is everyone so quiet,
So somber - give me a clue.'
'Hush, child,' He said, 'they're all in shock.
No one thought they'd be seeing you.'

*

JUDGE NOT!!



Remember...

Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian
any more than standing in your garage makes you a car.


Every saint has a PAST... Every sinner has a FUTURE!


Thursday, December 1, 2011

I've got such a headache...


so much stress and prayer and tears
in such a short period of time...
our nephew is coming home soon
from Afghanistan...
bruised but not broken
(thanking God)


and I'm thinking about all of the close calls
our son (Roy Jr) had over there
in Afghanistan...
and how he is home safe now
(thanking God)


and our family has another son
over there still
and we just want him home safe already too


and I'm thinking about how our family
has been spared
from the trauma of a worse case scenerio...
so, I can only imagine
how those mothers and wives
and families feel
who have gone through so much
more hardship than me
and it makes me think
how blessed our family is
that we haven't walked in those shoes


it makes me think,
"don't ever feel I have things so bad,
because they could be so much worse"
and I think, "how sad, that such a stress
has to happen for me to be reminded of that"


and I pray that I never become a parent
who out-lives any of our families children
and my heart and prayers
go out to those parents & families
who have experienced that heartache
and...
I'd rather have this headache
than that heartache anyday