Thursday, June 12, 2008

No Winners

Lately, when it comes to any subject that includes the idea of “us” against “them” I have been trying my best to keep my mouth (and my typing finger) shut.
It is not as if I no longer have strong opinions – I do.
It is just that through my ever so short silence I have observed and learned the following:

When it comes to religious infighting there are no winners.

No matter how well worded or good intentioned an argument, the conservatives remain conservative, the liberals remain liberal and the outsiders remain disgusted. Arguments do not change minds, hearts, or attitudes. Time and circumstances however, do.

Call it life, call it fate, call it the Holy Spirit if you are brave enough. But the truth is that only God can change someone's heart.

In my life, when I needed God the most, my legalistic attitude and my scripted answers and arguments were simply not enough. My iron clad interpretations and indisputable reasoning left me cold, alone and empty. God used Life's circumstances to do something that no argument could ever do - change me.

If God can change me, he can change anyone. So, give it time. Let God work. You will be amazed at the changes you see.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Missing Lynetta

This is day 3 of 6. Last Thursday I took Lynetta to the airport and sent her off to a Coding Conference in Florida. There is about one week per year that her job requires her to travel.
She has been doing this for several years now. I have always hated this week. I admit that I don't do well alone.

Well, apparently Lynetta is getting to where she does not do so well without me either. It seems that she managed to lock herself out of her hotel room twice in the same day. (actually within just a matter of about two hours)

The first time was understandable. She had the Card Key in an envelope stuck down in her back pocket. When she got to her room the envelope was still in her pocket, but the Card Key was gone. This was really no big deal. She just went to the front desk and explained the situation to the clerk. He told her that if she had some identification he could simply activate another Card for her. Luckily, she had her purse and wallet with her so the clerk simply gave her a new Card.

About an hour later she decided that she would go out and get some ice. She grabbed the ice bucket and the old Card Key (which was now deactivated) and headed down the hallway. When she returned with her bucket of ice she quickly discovered that the old Card Key no longer opened her door. So, back to the front desk she went - ice bucket in hand.

I am sure that the clerk remembered her. Perhaps he was just tired of seeing her. But again he insisted on seeing her identification which this time was back in the room in her purse. "No Identification - No Key" said the clerk. So there she stood with the ice melting in her bucket.

I would tell you how the story ends, but that would make it boring. Let's just leave her standing there awhile so I can enjoy the fact that just perhaps she needs me as bad as I need her.

I love you Neat :)

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Stage Fright?

Chalk it it up to stage fright.
My meager little blog recently exploded with hits.
My loyal 30 - 40 family and friend readers all of the sudden ballooned into 300 - 400 hits per day. I really didn't have anything profound to say to that many people. Most of them, I suspect, were only looking for scandal anyway.
Thanks you for your support, prayers and concern for me. I am fine - perhaps a little jaded - but fine none the less.
Good Lord willing I will be back to my old boring self soon.

Friday, May 23, 2008

If It Is Possible

If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. Romans 12:18


Is it possible to be both opinionated and peace loving at the same time?
I know that the Bible teaches me to be swift to hear and slow to speak.
I know that the best response is usually to just keep my mouth shut and turn the other cheek. But I must admit, it is not easy for me to do. I struggle with keeping quiet- especially when injustice, untruths and intolerance are involved.

But, with the Good Lords help, I am willing to try harder. As far as it depends on me, I want to live at peace with everyone. My views have not changed. My opinion remains the same. I am flattered by all of the attention and press that I have recieved but must admit in the overall scheme of things I am pretty insignificant. I would love to talk to my critics and accusers the old fashioned way - face to face. Two or three witnesses would be welcomed. Please give me a call - I'm in the book.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Refreshed

I am refreshed this morning and my faith in humanity is somewhat renewed. There are indeed many good Godly men and women still left in this world who are not swayed or manipulated by the extremist. Their gentle heart and Christ- like character have always been evident, it was just with all of the noise, clutter, and dust being stirred up by the extremist it was sometimes easy to overlook.
God is good. God is in control. God's children still exist. It's a great day.

How good and pleasent it is when brothers live together in unity.
It is like precious oil poured on the head,
running down on the beard,
running down on Aaron's beard,
down on the collar of his robes.
It is as if the dew of Hermon
were falling on Mount Zion.
For there the Lord bestows his blessing,
even life forever more. Psalm 133

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Who's side are you on?

There are usually two sides to every issue.
You are either pro or con.
You agree or disagree.
You approve or disapprove.
You accept or reject.
You are either a conservative or a liberal.
It is either black or it’s white.
In Tennessee you are either “fer-it” or “agin-it”.
There is no middle ground.

That is of course until you start talking religion or politics.

When it comes to these two subjects the waters get so muddy that we tend to rank and categorize not only which side of the issue you are on, but just how far off center you are. What is usually black and white now turns to varying shades of grey. Are you a right wing conservative or just a moderate? Are you a radical left wing communist or are you a bleeding heart tree hugging liberal? Or, on the other hand, you could be way off center on either side of the line and be considered a zealot, a fanatic, or an extremist.

I personally like to think of myself as a liberal conservative. I have a tendency to float back and forth across the dividing line depending on the subject matter. I am very comfortable in the middle. I have no trouble and I get along well with those clumped around the middle of the scale regardless of which side of the line they happen to be on. Those who congregate around the middle seem to always conduct themselves reasonably. They are open to debate, discussion, and even a healthy disagreement or two. I find them flexible, tolerant, open, and willing to learn.

It is the extremist that I am having so much trouble with. Extremist are militant and unyielding in their views. They are by nature the loudest and most vocal. They demand attention and action. They despise words like reason and tolerance. To them tolerance equals weakness. Compromise is a four letter word reserved for sissies and wimps. They shoot first and ask questions later. Political zealots are easy to spot and fairly easy to ignore and avoid. (Avoidance is the only way to handle a real fanatic)

Religious zealots on the other hand are a little craftier. They sometimes disguise themselves as preachers and Bible school teachers. They prey on people’s insecurities. They try to shame the masses with sermons about being lukewarm and uncommitted. For them it is simply not enough to agree, or be on their side, no, they demand that we militantly oppose, persecute, and denounce any and all who do not fall in line and march in step.

Religious extremist if allowed to run unchecked can kill a church, a Christian school or just about any other organization in which they are allowed a voice. The calm peace loving nature of the level headed moderate majority is often worn down by the constant bickering and fault finding of the zealots. The end results are predictable.

A sure fire way to know whether these religious extremist are being allowed a voice in your church congregation or the Christian school where your children attend is to simply look at the numbers. Declining membership or enrollment is the number one sign and symptom of unchecked extremism. Once the downward spiral has begun it is most time fatal. It is a slow and painful death. The good news - there is a cure, but it is unpleasant and requires major surgery. The zealots must be removed from the organization.(Romans 16:17-18)

Friday, May 2, 2008

Back Trouble

I am lying in bed typing this - not because I want to, but because I have to.
I spent the last few beautiful spring days mowing, weeding, planting, digging, cleaning, tugging and lifting. Now I’m paying for it. I felt a little twinge of pain yesterday before I went to work. I really thought that it was no big deal. It progressively got worse however, and before my shift last night was over, I was in the emergency dept, in excruciating pain, unable to straighten up or walk.

So, here I am all drugged up on pain killers and muscle relaxers trying to type and make some sort of sense. My best friend right now is a rice bag that you heat up in the microwave. The bathroom feels like it is a hundred miles away. Getting old is the pits!

Enoch Thweett and I are scheduled to play Saturday night at the Siberia Coffee House. It will take a ton of pain killers and muscle relaxers to just get me up on the stool. I will feel like a real musician - stoned :)