Facebook Quotes for July 2014

My Facebook post from 2013 started in January and ran through the entire year for twelve long months.  Friends trying to keep up with it told me it was difficult  to start at the beginning of the only "true blog" I keep and arrow down to the last post.   This year, I will post my blog from one month to the next as a separate story throughout the 2014 calendar year?  If you find yourself remotely interested in what goes on in my thoughts and mind, please take the time to join and let me know you are here.  I personally enjoy every fingerprint that is left here and appreciate your comments even more.  There are occasional short stories I do post along with my Facebook Quotes Blog so if you have the time to join, again, please do,  I am still trying to figure out who my favorite fan actually is.  Their name is Anonymous! No last name.  Imagine that.

JULY

          As I was surfing face book posts Sunday morning before church, I ran across a post from a casual friend in North Louisiana that spends, what appears to be quality time, with his grand children.  This is what he posted:  “It is11 o’clock at night and what am I doing?  Well, I took the grand boy’s, night fishing.  I must be stupid.” 

I know many of us would have played off such trivial banter for lack of anything else to do, but for some reason, the words of this man resonated in my mind and I seemed to dwell there in his words.  I could not help but share on his wall what his words meant to me.  When all of the spilled words were printed and our social exchange disappears into some mega-terabyte heaven of Facebook’s mainframes somewhere, it will be highlighted with only a simple “Like” added by the very man I chose to compliment.  Not another soul bothered to comment or acknowledge our exchange.  He was the one I was speaking to, and he was the one who liked my response and appeared grateful.  Only when time has passed, long after we are both removed from social interaction with anyone, will this “stupid” we possess in us, ever be appreciated.  Maybe the benefactors will recognize what I speak of and maybe not.  That all depends if time as we know it, still is.  So to his statement, my reply:

Yes. You are stupid, John, in the eyes of so many.  Just who in this world but a stupid person would sacrifice valued sleep or personal "me" time to take a couple of kids fishing at 11 pm at night. You see, these people that call you stupid are self absorbed in their own life and probably have no idea where their kids or grandkids are at that given “stupid” time you address!  But, let me remind you, those kids know exactly where they are. And without that “stupid” guidance that might interfere with our life, these neglected kids grow up dependent on some surrogate parent or grandparent, called government, to meet their basic needs.  And thus we encounter the current state of our union! Those that would agree that you are stupid for this "parenting" mindset, find their fish at the supermarket with food stamps.   I could go on John, but I think you get the point here. Jesus encouraged his disciples to fish because that is who they were when He sought them. He alone placed that “stupid” in your very heart so you could raise your grandchildren to become independent young men of another generation so they could be dependent on themselves and like-minded friends.   Because of what I see, I want to thank you John, for being “stupid” in the minds of so many.  It is in your “stupid,” people like me sit back in admiration of your weakness and understand why the meek will again someday inherit this earth.  It is through men like you John, that our God is able to do his best work!  With your unselfish time, dedication, and knowledge along with your willingness, you show yet one more generation how it should be done! So, let me stand up and applaud your right to be “stupid,” while acknowledging there are many that will call you just that as your actions grate against their selfish existence.  They will continue to collectively whine about your guns, freedom, and unwillingness to give unto them, what their surrogate parent or government tells them is rightfully theirs.   So yes, John, let the voices from the left curse our core beliefs while holding out begging hands demanding from us what God abundantly shares from the bounty of His earth for those who acknowledge Him.

Posted July 8 from my office

          Folkses, sometimes I just can't help but paint by the numbers. Is our responsibility any different once the numbers are obviously one sided??? You put the numbers together and tell me! While the smallest numbers amongst us demand change, the trained voices of Journalism fill print and airwaves with spins that make lies of truth! When will the demand for honesty, integrity and unity be restored as a foundational cornerstone of what once were societal norms? Can resistance happen with out the shedding of blood? What is your duty? If these men were not Divinely inspired, then why do their quotes of centuries ago, ring so true in the depths of our souls?

 

 

I know this quote from Thomas Jefferson was posted from a facebook page entitled Impeach Nancy Pelosi. Folkses, my problem is not Nancy Pelosi. She is only the "representative" of the problem! The people that put her there are the problem!   She is performing EXACTLY as the majority of her constituents want or allow her to preform!   If we took every political figure we dislike and impeached them or flushed them down the toilet, the same people that put the likes of Nancy Pelosi in her position would put someone else JUST LIKE HER,  or even worse, in that same position.

Posted July 21 from my home

          I have been silent most of this month and may or may not be able to put my finger upon the reason(s), yet it/they are ominously apparent as I have been absorbed in deep thought as to my reactions to these stimuli.  As I process these things through autonomic patterns of subliminal thought, "solar flares" defined by logic and experience seem to arrest my response to what is and what isn't.  Let me see if I can help you understand what I am saying.  Now, before I go there, I have already been told that my writings are somewhat self-centered and are more about "me" than anything else.  I agree.  I write for myself with the hope and desire that you, the reader, will enjoy what I reveal to you.  If by happenstance you like it and can identify with it, then read on.  If you cannot, then move on!   These are my musings I share in print, hoping that you may find common ground or reasoning.  With that said, I find myself polarized between two simple definitions that run parallel to each other yet are harmoniously correlated with each other.   How can I take a meaningful animate thing/person and not NEED it in my life.  Can I deliberately remove it from my everyday functioning as if it doesn't exist or cannot exist?  In the same sentence, I convince myself that even though I do not NEED this, I will chose to desire or WANT it as I see fit or as my daily mood dictates.  As I wrestle with this I wanted to see, of course, what Merriam-Webster had to say, so I sought their collective wisdom. 

 This is what was defined as a Need:

: a situation in which someone or something must do or have something

: something that a person must have : something that is needed in order to live or succeed or be happy

: a strong feeling that you must have or do something

This is what was defined as a Want:

: to desire or wish for (something)

: to need (something)

: to be without (something needed)

This is what I think.  Wrestling with the definitions, I simply concluded that if you want something, there is a need for it in your life.  That it is something you need in order to live or succeed or to be happy!  If some outside “source” seeks to tell you that you can want something but not need it, then that something must not be anything that is worth preserving.  It is an inanimate thing that has no long term benefits except for self- gratification.

I have a desire and wish for my grandchildren to be in my life.  I WANT to know them, to hold them, kiss them, laugh with them and watch them grow up.  But here in my head as I WANT this, the NEED in my heart for them to be there is not mine to possess but someone else’s.  They decide if these children will be allowed in my life.   Usually these allowed times are arranged by happenstance as we "run into each other at Wal-Mart."  Meetings that consist of “Oh we must get together,” now that you know I’m in town.  Then the pressure is on to call and see which McDonalds we can meet at. Once this is maliciously decided, I’m sure there would be restrictions on time and I would be in fear that words however carefully chosen, would be misunderstood.  You see, to that voice that tells me I am NOT NEEDED only WANTED, I feel as if I were that inanimate object!  So with all of that dramaturgical bull feces to contend with, I think it best to just allow "our wants" to fade on the vine and become whatever memory befalls us all, as they pursue life without me.  They will never know what they have missed.  And as for me?  I am wise and old enough to know what I have missed and resentment will grow until it reaches maturity and no longer matters.   I know the fruit this vine produces and choose not to be a part of it.  I still have a picture though of what I wanted but needed just as badly. 

 

Posted July 26 from my Saturday Afternoon home. 

          She is moving at a fast pace this morning. Her stippled surface disturbed by a light humid breeze. At 6am the toll of the Catholic Church bell across her depths reminded me I am where I should be as the dark night births the dawn of yet another day. Nature heralds the "present" of life as my mockingbird is surprisingly vocal this early morning? Still mild consternation with my rivers intended message? She seems to be running too fast to embrace me as I sit beside her in my favored place. Maybe she wants me to understand that the majority of the time we exist within any given day, is time taken for granted until we can consciously define an end to our life as we know it. Is she telling me I cannot have everything I want? Just maybe instead of wanting, I should hold secure in my heart those needs that sustain me and make me happy? That just may be what she is telling me. My wants should be those needs that encourages my participation in any given day as I navigate her challenges without resentment until my head seeks rest in the confines of my pillowed bed.  It is then as I pass into slumbered rest, there will be peace in my soul. An end to life has yet to be defined for many if us, but it is there. Amazing how we are the only ones of Gods creation(s) that know this, yet we still move at a fast pace toward that destiny with a stippled surface disturbed by some light humid breeze.  Let us not fail to recognize the passing of time available for us to be involved with anyone whose passing through affect an entire season of our life.  And my affair with my river continues...

 

Posted July 28 from the bank of my River