Eeeyore and me

Why is it that we are never content. never satisfied. always desiring something more or different? is it the human condition, a deadly sin, a pardigm shift that needs to occur...or is it something else? Today while discussing Max Lucado's "Six Hours One Friday" with my little fellowship group, it occurs to me that maybe its not that we just want what we do not have, but they we are actively rejecting something we really need. To replace our feelings of failure, guilt, ineptness, we replace what we really need with stuff. And when that stuff no longer satisfies, we get more stuff, or better stuff, or whatever. Sounds like a George Carlin monologue. Only it isn't funny. It can be debilitating. When God offers Grace, it is difficult for us to just accept it. Must not be that good if its free huh? Or maybe, just maybe, we feel we don't deserve it. Well, that's true. That's what makes Grace so weird. Getting something you don't deserve. So we reject it, or at least resist it, and try to fill that void with other stuff. It doesn't work. Can't work. There is a part of us, that knows we cannot fill that void with material stuff, yet we trod right along attempting to do so all the time. I love the scene in a Winnie-The-Pooh animation, where Eeyore has asked Santa Clause for a house. And Pooh, believing he has screwed up Christmas by loosing the wish list letter to Santa, gets Eeyore a tent, which is too small for Eeyore and it sticks to his back when he walks. Eeyore is dissappointed, saying "I asked for a house, and got a mobile home". Pooh can't get it right, cause it wasn't from the right source. And Eeyore is like me, even when I get it - I still can't enjoy it cause I'm carrying around all this stuff that tells me I am not worthy of it. You know, I'm not worthy of it. I'm not worthy of the friends I have, family I have, job I have, or stuff I get. But you know, it doesn't matter. I gotta learn to love those things in spite of myself. "Whoa is me" says Eeyore.

American Idol?

It seems we are hooked on American Idol for some unknown reason. The suspense, the talent, the crazy voting! Yes - How in the world has Sanjaya made it these past few weeks? Should be raising the brows of conspiracy theorists all over the united states. Sanjaya, probably the least talented of any of the top 12, has somehow made it through each week while more talented are eliminated. For some creepy reason he reminds me of a cross between Michael Jackson & Prince, but without the talent. Just what is it we idolize anyway? Seems to me all the wrong stuff. After Dale Ernhart (NASCAR i think) died in an accident, I saw the number #3 on windows of vehicles everywhere. I then thought, Hey - if Jesus would have had a number , maybe he would have been more idolized as well! Keep on singing Sanjaya. I doubt you'll get crucified, but maybe at least voted off.

Melting Pot?

Remember the American melting pot? A pot that has various ingredients and substances that were combined into one big pot with a unique flavor. I even remember School House Rock had a little jingle/clip about it. Wonder what happened to that concept? What made us uniquely Americans has now been lost in a sea of segregation, where we divide ourselves into slots of "....... - american", be it African American, Iranian American, Italian American...whatever. We seem to be loosing a sense of oneness, a national identity. We have traded the melting pot for a box of assorted chocolates, where we are all in the same box and resemble one another, but look on the inside and we are not alike. I like soup better than a box of chocolates. Not sure how Forrest Gump would take this post.

its all about the blood

Okay, so I'm not a Calvinist. Sue me. I have this recurring conversation with an ex-pastor friend of mine who is constantly trying to convince me that 1. i'm not "saved" 2. that it is all about "the blood of the lamb".... Anyone else find that icky? I mean, what do these words mean "salvation", "blood of the lamb", "precious red words of Jesus", anyway? I think these are the terms that turn me off - and a lot of others i expect. Call it semantics, but it does.

So I figure I'm just all alone, whacked theologically speaking, because I think that it is actually about loving one another and yourself, and acceptance. I read this book, (which has sold over 800,000 copies I found out) "The Will of God" by Leslie Weatherhead. Guess what - this guy is whacked as well! Yippee! I'm not alone. Other people actually think that God's Intentional Will was that folks were to listen to Jesus and take up his ministry and follow him - Not crucify him. That was a result of the evilness of man, not what God planned. Just like when some kid dies and some well intentioned person tells them, "it was the will of God". Call me crazy, but I can't see where God intentionally gives a six year old girl leukemia. Disease happens, God makes the best of it. The crucifixion happened, God made the best of it. Ultimate Will. You might set God back - but you can't beat Him.

If I get a response, someone will quote Paul. You can quote me on that.... lol.

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