Mondays roll around so fast. And the month will soon roll on and out, too. Where does the time and the days go?
As I said I went and got my teeth cleaned so put your sunglasses on while I flash you a gleaming smile. A Kodak moment? No!
After my trip to the dentist and the parting of a good chunk of my checking account I decided to go to the Golden Corral and let someone else do the cooking and wash the dishes. Actually, I have not been there in over a month. It is out of my way most of the time and on Sundays there isn't any place to park.It is a very popular place.
I am half listening to the debate. I will be glad when it is over and life as we used to know it might return to a less political state of mis-information, or semi-normal. I say semi-normal because there isn't any normal anymore. Read the papers or watch the news and tell me what is normal these days.
I have invited a couple of friends to submit guest articles or essays here. Whether they accept the invitation or not remains to be seen. I hope they do write something that I can post herein.
Last night I tried something new for arthritic neck pain. I tried a generous shot of Brandy in soda. As I don't drink it went right to my head and made me pretty woozy. I did sleep well, 'though, but I won't be trying that "cure" anytime soon! It will be back to Aspirin or Ibuprofen for me, thank you.
I am working on an essay to post here. I have a rough draft written out, but I need to think about it a little bit. You can not imagine how hard it is to write something new or relevant each night. I keep saying that I will give up on this blog, but I feel a certain obligation to the visitors that come here. So...I keep on plugging along.
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AIM AT CHARITY
YET STRIVE AFTER
THE SPIRITUAL GIFTS,
BUT ESPECIALLY
THAT YOU MAY
PROPHESY.
FOR HE WHO
SPEAKS IN A TONGUE
DOES NOT SPEAK
TO MEN
BUT TO GOD;
FOR NO ONE
UNDERSTANDS
AS HE IS SPEAKING
MYSTERIES
IN HIS SPIRIT.
1 Cor. 14
As you know I have written a little bit about speaking in tongues before. I wanted the gift of tongues when I was younger, but no longer desire it. Even now, I don't know how I would receive such a great gift. I don't know how I might cope with it, yet if it ever did come upon me...within me, would I be able to glorify God with such a wondrous touch of the Holy Spirit? As you have probably noted, I try to write and relate to what little of the gifts that have been given to me, in a simple, yet comprehensive script. I must admit that I often confound myself and say, "Now where that come from? as I write. I am rather simplistic in my thinking and certainly not a theologian. I do the best I can with what I have, and what I have been given, is a gift...a grace. And yes, God tells me every day that I can and should do better.
END
Just a note to clarify: While we receive gifts from the Holy Spirit..not all gifts are the same or in the same perportions. I guess God offers us what we can handle or are willing and open to accept and receive.
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