Monday, March 26, 2012
Life on the Toilet
Originating from the Teutonic forests of Germany, my life is rather predictable aka anal.
90% of the time, I get up sometime between 4:00 - 4:30 a.m.
Rarely later and only later if Jack helped ease the aches and pains of...during the late news before...
Again, see the last word of the first sentence.
Got it from Helen Kopp (DNA) - my grandmother who started her days at 3:30 a.m.
Anyway, I hook up Kopper and he takes me for a mile walk.
Then I do some push-ups, some sit-ups, and some free weights; not enough to be buff but enough not to be...
Then I plug in my contacts and shave (not much), sit on the toilet and read the Bible (depends if you know what I mean in both cases), shower (as much as possible), and head off to...
75% of the time, immediately after arriving at church, I get with Him for...
Church crises don't care about quiet time
I recall a cartoon with a secretary opening the pastor's study door, observing him in prayer, and then signaling to someone, "No, it's O.K. He can see you right now. He's not doing anything important."
Then it's on to...
Same old same...
Euphemistically, the word "fulfilling" comes to mind.
Buuuuuuut then there are those times when He breaks through the routine for fresh revelation.
The time spent with Him is inextricably related to the frequency and intensity of those apocalyptic moments.
If you know anything about the desert fathers, you know what I mean.
Just the other day, I had another one of those times.
I was sitting on the toilet and doing my/His thing when I saw an ant crossing right in front of my feet.
My first instinct was to end its journey.
Buuuuuuut just as I was about to crush the life out of it, I thought, "Why should I end this bug's life? What has it done to me? What right do I have to...? What does it mean to take away the life of...?"
It was a Francis moment: "If you have men who will exclude any of God's creatures from the shelter of compassion and pity, you will have men who will deal likewise with their fellow men."
That boy in Florida?
I wasn't even constipated.
If you're like too many people, you be the judge.
Yeah, I read about us as, you know, imago Dei and all of that.
But maybe some of us as imago Dei should give a tad more attention to Dei gratia.
Dominion doesn't mean domination if you know what I mean.
Only an inflated sense of self could cause one to think she/he has the right to take life from...
I thought about that while on the toilet.
I realized anyone who thinks about taking life from something/someone else is sooooooo full of...
Blessings and Love!