Friday, April 12, 2013
I could never be a junkie.
That's why I inhaled but never injected back in the...
I stopped inhaling because I was spending too much money at Burger King and decided to graduate from...
I never injected because, uh, I hate needles.
Escaping from reality has always sounded better than the alternative to me; but no needles!
Whenever I have to fill out one of those medical forms that asks for allergies, I write one word in big bold letters: PAIN.
I thought about that while giving blood on Thursday.
Though I'm not sure which reason is most compelling pour moi, I get needled every six weeks because it's the right thing to do and an elder said I should do it to set an example for our family of faith...and he kept calling me a weenie until I started giving blood every six weeks about seven years ago.
It's just one of the right things that I do for not always the right reason as opposed to the wrong things that I do without thinking too much about what's right.
Anyway, I'm on a first name basis with the needlers at the local blood sucking center.
I was running a little behind on Thursday and asked why I have to keep answering that one of 54 questions to qualify for getting needled about if I've had sex with another guy in the last six months.
The needler said, "Bob, we know you're a Presbyterian pastor and we're not sure about you guys anymore."
Sometimes reputations precede us.
Yeah, I know that was a long segue; but it takes a lot of effort to get anyone from the left or right to talk about gays with any semblance of an, uh, "open" mind.
Really, talk about people with their minds made up/down in a metaphorical kinda way.
Confessionally, I'm humbly Biblical, academically Freudian, and emotionally double-minded when it comes to gays.
In other words, I'm not even gonna try to explain that to anyone in this genre that just wants ya to think and work out your own salvation in a, uh, again, Pauline kinda way.
I just want to say something to my sisters and brothers on the left and right who are killing their churches as well as America by needling gays to advance, uh, whatever they're trying to advance.
To my friends on the right, it's over.
Strictly Biblical morality ain't the modus operandi for just about anybody these days.
The culture war in America and most of her churches has been won by the left on most issues including being gay, gay marriage, abortion, weed, socialism, Jimmy Fallon, and just about everything else.
BBPBHO and Bubba's first or second or...lady are getting more popular every day because most Americans agree with what they perceive them to be all about.
He is the majority leader of America and she's gonna make a run at it in a few years.
Most Americans wanna follow them.
That's the fact, Jack!
Sooooooo instead of trying to win back what you've already lost with probabilities of a comeback as credible as the Cubs winning the World Series before the parousia, think/pray about remaining Biblically faithful in a Joshua 24:14-15 kinda way.
To my friends on the left, you've won.
Now show some class.
Be gracious winners; and stop doing your worst to rub their noses in it.
Just as you don't want them to force you to do what you don't wanna do because it violates your principles, do to them as...
I hope you still know how to complete the preceding sentence.
Be, uh, real.
Just as you ain't gonna convince 'em that they're nothing more than Bible-thumping Neanderthals who hate to see anything happen for the first time, you ain't gonna convince 'em that they're wrong about your ethics having no perceivable Source, Starter, Sovereign, and Savior other than your feelings from the ozone layer of reality with two feet planted firmly in the air.
Sooooooo instead of trying to convince 'em or force 'em to think/act how you feel, just do your thing, ignore 'em, and hope the Bible is wrong about what you think is right.
Of course, I don't expect either side to pay much attention to the preceding.
We like to win more than love these days.
I think we're just gonna keep fighting; as in eye for an eye and...until everybody's blind and gummy.
Come to think of it, I guess that's why I used to inhale.
Here's a thought.
The cross looked like a loss until...
Come, Lord Jesus!
Blessings and Love!