I received an e-mail today about how Pepsi has made a patriotic can with the pledge of allegiance on it. That is all fine and good but is supposedly omitted the "under God" part of the pledge. Being the junior investigator that I am, I clicked on good 'ol Google and looked it up. Liked I had feared, it was a hoax.
Is that what its come to? God fearing, Christians have to depend on their "creativity" to get people on our side. What good are we doing by making something that is not true or even misunderstood out to be an attack on non-believers. I don't remember Jesus boycotting anyone because they didn't believe, as a matter of fact He loved them. The only people he really keyed in on were the religious leaders who were using the law as a whipping stick. Sounds kind of familiar to me, kind of like how we tend to make people feel when they don't live up to our standards.
I have been one of those people before. I have actually been on both sides. I have been the one who looked down on people because of their sin and I have been looked down on for mine. Now I am not throwing stones at anyone who has ever forwarded one of those e-mails. I have done my share. It wasn't until a good friend of mine in D.C. called me out on a hoax that I started checking in on the credibility of the e-mails.
Be careful of false testimony and the people giving them. Like the old saying goes, two wrongs don't make a right.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
LIKE A BABY
One of the things I have found that I like about having a blog is that I can right what I say better than I can say it. It allows me to be transparent to a degree.
I am a Christian, a spiritual being. But until recently I haven't held that to a very high regard. I have basically ran from God while trying to work for Him at the same time. Last night I attended the Church of God. That's right, the baptist boy went Pentecostal last night. That was the first time I had ever been a part of a service that didn't have a 3 point message, nor did it end "on time". This was an amazing experience for me. While some of the things the Church of God does I don't understand still, the movement of the holy spirit was definitely there. I realized how far I had allowed myself to get from God as well as the things in my life that, either good or bad, might not be bringing Him glory.
Anybody who know me know that I have struggled with quite a few things over the past few years. I don't want to go any further because I am tired of talking about it as I am sure people are tired of hearing it. But in those struggles I had lost the ability to love and I think maybe forgive. It just felt weird telling somebody I loved them. Even family with members, it was as if I didn't know if I believed what I was saying. The same thing went for telling people I am a Christian, I didn't know if I believed myself.
Forgiveness and salvation is in Jesus Christ. I can distinctly remember the day I got saved. I remember walking to the front of Northport Baptist Church at the last second of the service, crying like a baby at 24 years old, and barely being able to tell Ben Jameson I needed a savior. I held on to it and wrote it down so there would never be any doubt. That was almost 4 years ago. Until last night, I have not felt that rush of the Holy Spirit since then. But last night God told me to hold on. God told me he was still here. God told me to straighten up.
I am not "out of the woods" yet. I still get nervous for no reason, I did this morning. I have to learn how to trust and love the way I am supposed to again. It will come though......
I am a Christian, a spiritual being. But until recently I haven't held that to a very high regard. I have basically ran from God while trying to work for Him at the same time. Last night I attended the Church of God. That's right, the baptist boy went Pentecostal last night. That was the first time I had ever been a part of a service that didn't have a 3 point message, nor did it end "on time". This was an amazing experience for me. While some of the things the Church of God does I don't understand still, the movement of the holy spirit was definitely there. I realized how far I had allowed myself to get from God as well as the things in my life that, either good or bad, might not be bringing Him glory.
Anybody who know me know that I have struggled with quite a few things over the past few years. I don't want to go any further because I am tired of talking about it as I am sure people are tired of hearing it. But in those struggles I had lost the ability to love and I think maybe forgive. It just felt weird telling somebody I loved them. Even family with members, it was as if I didn't know if I believed what I was saying. The same thing went for telling people I am a Christian, I didn't know if I believed myself.
Forgiveness and salvation is in Jesus Christ. I can distinctly remember the day I got saved. I remember walking to the front of Northport Baptist Church at the last second of the service, crying like a baby at 24 years old, and barely being able to tell Ben Jameson I needed a savior. I held on to it and wrote it down so there would never be any doubt. That was almost 4 years ago. Until last night, I have not felt that rush of the Holy Spirit since then. But last night God told me to hold on. God told me he was still here. God told me to straighten up.
I am not "out of the woods" yet. I still get nervous for no reason, I did this morning. I have to learn how to trust and love the way I am supposed to again. It will come though......
Thursday, June 12, 2008
I seen me a movie
Just a quick comment. I watched Into the Wild the other night. Great movie, although being an outdoorsman I was kinda disapointed in him. He could have made it I think. I personally wouldn't try to survive the wild with a stack of fictional adventure books and plant refrence guides. Stay warm, stay fed, know when to swallow your pride and go home.
what do you do?
I have never blogged before. I have only ever read a couple of other people's blogs. From what I can tell, its basically a journal entry for everybody to see. My sister writes. She is an amazing writer in my eyes and never knew until lately she could. So I decided after reading a couple of her's I would try my own.
I have been an employee of a certain family owned business (which happens to be my dad's) since I was 14 or 15 years old. I have never known anything else but what I do. But you would think that after 14 years at one job you would now a lot....not the case. I am sure there are people who make good salesmen and women. I am also sure that there are those choice few who have the gift of b.s. and could sell anything at any time. I, on the other hand, am handicap in both areas. it is also hard to stay focused on more than one thing at a time. For example, I was on a whole other paragraph when I realized I didn't finish this one. I am scatter brained, I can't focus real well. I loose things, even if they are tied to me. I forget a lot. Did I do this or did I do that; I DON'T REMEMBER.
I like to help people out. If they don't have something and I do, I like giving it to them. If they come in the store and can't afford something, I want to help them out here too. But there is no room for that here. I also get real bored real fast; not good for one of the most repetitive jobs in alabama. Nothing ever changes, Its the same thing with the same people, everyday. I get real stir crazy and sometimes wander around the store.
"Find something else to do," "get another job", "pray about it, what are you called to do". at one point in my life I had all these things planned out and ready for the real world. I was engaged, I had a good job that could only get better, things were where I thought they should be. I could not have been more wrong. Now I am 28, single, bored out of my mind, don't know what I am supposed to do with my life. The worst part is, my GOD life has suffered. I guess I kind of held him resposible for nothing working out the way I wanted it to.
So what do you do? I could quit and let my father down. I could stay and always "have it made" as everybody like to tell me. I have no clue. I feel like I am in that movie groundhog day, and I am Bill Murray.
I have been an employee of a certain family owned business (which happens to be my dad's) since I was 14 or 15 years old. I have never known anything else but what I do. But you would think that after 14 years at one job you would now a lot....not the case. I am sure there are people who make good salesmen and women. I am also sure that there are those choice few who have the gift of b.s. and could sell anything at any time. I, on the other hand, am handicap in both areas. it is also hard to stay focused on more than one thing at a time. For example, I was on a whole other paragraph when I realized I didn't finish this one. I am scatter brained, I can't focus real well. I loose things, even if they are tied to me. I forget a lot. Did I do this or did I do that; I DON'T REMEMBER.
I like to help people out. If they don't have something and I do, I like giving it to them. If they come in the store and can't afford something, I want to help them out here too. But there is no room for that here. I also get real bored real fast; not good for one of the most repetitive jobs in alabama. Nothing ever changes, Its the same thing with the same people, everyday. I get real stir crazy and sometimes wander around the store.
"Find something else to do," "get another job", "pray about it, what are you called to do". at one point in my life I had all these things planned out and ready for the real world. I was engaged, I had a good job that could only get better, things were where I thought they should be. I could not have been more wrong. Now I am 28, single, bored out of my mind, don't know what I am supposed to do with my life. The worst part is, my GOD life has suffered. I guess I kind of held him resposible for nothing working out the way I wanted it to.
So what do you do? I could quit and let my father down. I could stay and always "have it made" as everybody like to tell me. I have no clue. I feel like I am in that movie groundhog day, and I am Bill Murray.
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