(Some thoughts on the Trinity I found in a journal of mine.)
1) God the Father is the author
~The originator of all that exists, It was in His mind, first, that all took shape.
2) God the Son, our Saviour, is God the artisan. ~The Artist, the Creator of all that had been originally formulated in His Father's mind.
2) God the Holy Spirit is God the agent who presents these facts to both my mind and my spiritual understanding so that they may become real to me as an individual.
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Wal-mart blues
Trucks are beautiful creations standing tall and proud above the standard croud. I can't tell you how happy I was to finally drive one claiming it as my own.
Well, so much for that theory. Right now I drive an old clunker with a bad case of "I don't want to." Mostly it doesn't want to be a smooth ride, it doesn't want to play music loudly, it doesn't want to stop on a dime and it doesn't want to smell good.
Lately it doesn't want it's lights to work. I swear it keeps ripping them out when I am not looking. I have had several guys help me fix them in the last month. We get them all working and blinking. Putting everything in order and then a few days later I find wires and other items dragging or swinging in the air happily out of place.
The worst of it just started recently my truck waits patiently until I am out of town and then she decides to give me trouble. It is planned, I swear, but I sure can't prove it. She waits until I park and then sits patiently while I do whatever it is that I am doing. Then, when I get back in she refuses to cooperate. She flat out decides not to start. I'll give her a little extra gas and sometimes the bribe will work however sometimes she just closes up and refuses to go until she gets flooded. She is a pain.
Last Friday night we went to Wal-Mart and she again refused to do my bidding. Even with new oil, enough antifreeze and airfreshener in her interior she just wouldn't budge. I had brought a friend with me who I had promised to deliver at a reasonable hour so this frustrated me to no end. Having exhausted my bribing power I finally called for reenforcements. One Grandpa, my friend's father, and one of my friend's brothers came to the rescue. They studied her for a second and asked me to try to start her up so I turned the key and she came to life. Stupid truck. I swear she wants to make me look like a fool.
What a night. All this and then to reward the very badly behaved creature I have to give her some high octane gas that costs more than the clothes on my back. What is this world coming too? Where can I get a truck with a good disposition? I'm looking for the kind that stands tall and proud above the standard crowd.
Well, so much for that theory. Right now I drive an old clunker with a bad case of "I don't want to." Mostly it doesn't want to be a smooth ride, it doesn't want to play music loudly, it doesn't want to stop on a dime and it doesn't want to smell good.
Lately it doesn't want it's lights to work. I swear it keeps ripping them out when I am not looking. I have had several guys help me fix them in the last month. We get them all working and blinking. Putting everything in order and then a few days later I find wires and other items dragging or swinging in the air happily out of place.
The worst of it just started recently my truck waits patiently until I am out of town and then she decides to give me trouble. It is planned, I swear, but I sure can't prove it. She waits until I park and then sits patiently while I do whatever it is that I am doing. Then, when I get back in she refuses to cooperate. She flat out decides not to start. I'll give her a little extra gas and sometimes the bribe will work however sometimes she just closes up and refuses to go until she gets flooded. She is a pain.
Last Friday night we went to Wal-Mart and she again refused to do my bidding. Even with new oil, enough antifreeze and airfreshener in her interior she just wouldn't budge. I had brought a friend with me who I had promised to deliver at a reasonable hour so this frustrated me to no end. Having exhausted my bribing power I finally called for reenforcements. One Grandpa, my friend's father, and one of my friend's brothers came to the rescue. They studied her for a second and asked me to try to start her up so I turned the key and she came to life. Stupid truck. I swear she wants to make me look like a fool.
What a night. All this and then to reward the very badly behaved creature I have to give her some high octane gas that costs more than the clothes on my back. What is this world coming too? Where can I get a truck with a good disposition? I'm looking for the kind that stands tall and proud above the standard crowd.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Wizard of OZ
Lindsey is doing a great job for Brazosport college in the summer production of "The Wizard of Oz." She inspires me nightly as she portrays the character of Dorathy to her fans. I can only go away thinking that there are indeed blue skies somewhere over the rainbow even when they can only be dimly viewed through teary eyes reminding me that there really is "no place like home." When it all comes down to it...I'm glad "We aren't in Kansas anymore." Watch out though for the Lions, and Tigers and Bears. Oh my
Just a note...
Hey all,
Not much happening here today. I got up and puttered around the house until people gave me projects to complete. I spent a few hours doing the bidding of those around me. After a while I decided that I needed to run away so I went to Wal-mart and looked at everything. Well, everything pertaining to trucks, dogs, sewing and painting. (In my life that comes close to everything.) I finally settled on buying some paint and a few new brushes. I seem to have a need to paint. I wanted to be on vacation this week but I feel like painting for fun.
We had a Creative Memories workshop at our house and at first I tried to avoid the whole mess but after a few of my friends started arriving things started looking up.
We snuck to Sonic about halfway through the event and got some cookie dough sonic blasts. Pretty good even though they forgot to mix the vanilla syrup stuff in my first one. I told them about it and they redid it for me but I was not tooooo impressed with the extra syrup they put on top of my new one. If I would have been in just a little bit of a different mood I would have made them wish they hadn't met me. As things stand I can still show my face at Sonic though in reality I don't really care to do so because they haven't impressed me much. Long live Dairy Mart and good service.
Not much happening here today. I got up and puttered around the house until people gave me projects to complete. I spent a few hours doing the bidding of those around me. After a while I decided that I needed to run away so I went to Wal-mart and looked at everything. Well, everything pertaining to trucks, dogs, sewing and painting. (In my life that comes close to everything.) I finally settled on buying some paint and a few new brushes. I seem to have a need to paint. I wanted to be on vacation this week but I feel like painting for fun.
We had a Creative Memories workshop at our house and at first I tried to avoid the whole mess but after a few of my friends started arriving things started looking up.
We snuck to Sonic about halfway through the event and got some cookie dough sonic blasts. Pretty good even though they forgot to mix the vanilla syrup stuff in my first one. I told them about it and they redid it for me but I was not tooooo impressed with the extra syrup they put on top of my new one. If I would have been in just a little bit of a different mood I would have made them wish they hadn't met me. As things stand I can still show my face at Sonic though in reality I don't really care to do so because they haven't impressed me much. Long live Dairy Mart and good service.
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
Hey there!
Hey all! Good news. I just got back from my friend Sara's wedding and things seemed to go of without a hitch...wait...they did get hitched but that was meant to happen. The wedding was sweet and simply decorated but very beautiful.
The groomsmen were nice...especially the drunk ones. They even offered to pose in the natural for my mural painting business. Wonder if they would have been so helpful when they were sober?? I had a good time. My groomsman even came out of his way to sit by his "flower girl" while we were waiting to get shot...er have our pictures taken. : )
The groomsmen were nice...especially the drunk ones. They even offered to pose in the natural for my mural painting business. Wonder if they would have been so helpful when they were sober?? I had a good time. My groomsman even came out of his way to sit by his "flower girl" while we were waiting to get shot...er have our pictures taken. : )
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