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maybe it's just me, and believe me, it often IS just me, but i don't think you can actually go an entire day paying attention and come up with any other conclusion than: we have a loving Creator. no, i am not saying, "praise God cuz i woke up this morning." in the first place, i slept til almost noon. i LOVE to sleep. i sleep in strange places. meetings. church. once i fell asleep on the toilet and had a ring around my butt when i woke up. i am glad i wake up, but only cuz it feels so good to fall back to sleep. no. i am referring to things no one ever refers to, but that are proof nonetheless that God loves us. let's start with an easy one:
He didn't have to make it feel so good to pee.
we could have had exhaust pipes. we could have utilized every drop we drank. but no. for some reason, He decided to give us one more good feeling. in bars when i shoot pool i have actually heard drunks call His Name while peeing. i silently think, "amen." here's a secret to being good at pool: play with drunks and don't drink yourself. by the last game you are a pool master of the universe. HA! i learned to shoot pool while working in a prison. i already know every cuss word ever invented, so i fit well with my pool buddies. number two:
He didn't have to make food so fun to eat.
we could have used fossil fuels. full and empty guage on our belly buttons. gas cap on the left in Americans, to the right on foreigners. homeland security would only have to sit at gas stations and take down names of right-fuelers. but think about it. not only did He create steak and chocolate, He made our tongues capable of TASTING this stuff. and smell. how cool is smell? cool enough, of course, that it could have its own category, but it is so wrapped up in taste that i choose to talk about them together. ever walked into a restaurant and had the smells transport you to another time? thanksgiving smells like Grandma. homemade pizza smells like mom. grilling stuff smells like dad. babies explore their worlds with their mouth and nose. you may not realized how intimately taste plays into your memory. it is interesting to think about. what foods do you tie to your friends and family? i bet ya it is a bigger part of your memory than you think. okay. number three:
He built in a beautiful response to showering and putting on clean clothes.
we had a butt-ugly brown shag rug in our basement for years. previous owners choice. my wife de jour hated it, and in a response to to her noise, i removed it. this required me to use a razor and cut it in strips as i rolled it. it took several rolls. the length of the room. keeping the roll intact while i cut the carpet with the other hand. every pet of every family that lived here had peed in that carpet. there were strange stains that appeared to be alive. there were smells that must be outlawed in everywhere except hell and that carpet. and i got that crap all over me. shoulder to toesies, i was covered in stink that would have made me kill myself if i had to live in it. on my back porch, i took off every stitch of clothing and put them straight into the garbage can. if anyone had been strange enough to try to kiss me at that point, i would have punched them into my neighbor's patio. i stunk to high Heaven. but then i climbed into the shower. nirvana, baby. utopia. i, buck, take thee, shower, as the love of my life. then i got into clean clothes and came down and kissed my wife. showers are magic. number four:
walking barefoot in the grass after the dew forms is better than 73 1/2 % of sex.
look through Scripture. baby, there are TONS of rules about sex. i never knew some stuff existed until i looked at Scripture. God celebrates sex, don't get me wrong. look at Song of Solomon. hooo-daddy. them be some seriously sensual words. ladies, want to turn your man into a king? treat him like song of solomon. men, want a proverbs 31 wife? look at song of solomon. but do not miss the other ideas shared about sex. it is created for marriage. but not because you are a bad person if you notice someone's fine form. marriage is to sex what rails are to trains. on the rails, that train can take thousands of tons anywhere it needs to. put that same train in the sand. see? anyway, God gave sex to those who would be responsible enough to keep it inside covenant. i am a hippy turned Jesus-people turned yuppie turned again to Jesus hippy. God does not fear my questions. i have had sex in and out of marriage, and non-spousal sex steals your soul. but look for some Scriptures forbidding barefeet. "no shirt, no shoes, no salvation." nope. it ain't in there. so anyone can do it anywhere. can't say THAT about sex. wanna guess how much soldiers who lost their feet in Iraq would like to go barefoot in the grass?
He lets us be part of His song.
onmipresence has perks. i know He watches us sinning for no reason other than we are self-centered and we want to. He has no side in the Iraq war. all sides are decendents of Abraham. (sinning, kids, is the times we do stuff that isn't loving) but there are other things in omnipresence that aren't downers. like, think about having the whale songs, the trumpeting of elephants, the howl of the wolf, the song of the nightingale, the cheeping of the sparrow ... all at once. what a concert that would be. and we have been granted access to the entire concert, a bit at a time. do you know that Scripture doesn't mention music in Heaven? we sing in hymns that the angels sing, but nuh uh. hark the herald angels shout. not sing. WE are the music of Heaven. if that scares you, forget it. it isn't important except for those of us who are supposed to sing. Praise cleans out a vacuum that God slides immediately into. He lives in our praise. i don't make this stuff up. look it up. it's in there. i have years of voice training. my church isn't interested in my songs. so i sing alone. i have been singing while writing this to the point of being hoarse. so now i am humming. He says to make a joyful noise.
look at the record, gomer. we sit in chairs that monarchs couldn't have imagined a thousand years ago. we are reading this, so we know more than entire civilizations at the dawn of time. we have TV's and phones and the internet and cars to ride in even if they aren't our own. we have toilet paper. not corn cobs floating in a barrel. we have doctors. my dad was born on a kitchen table. we have running water. we don't run to get water.
gotta clean the place for a party. and my brain is sufficiently farted now. thanks for stopping by, and remember to get barefoot. the pregnant part is up to you. see ya.
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Posted by AllThingsBuck on 2007-10-04 11:43:48 | Rating: | Views: 141
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lol, this was actually very funny and enlighteneng. i'll never think the same way about piss every again.
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Posted by bestandworst6177
on 2007-10-04 11:47:22
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Though I am not a very religious person, that was very interesting.
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Posted by TheMidnightCowgirl
on 2007-10-04 21:42:13
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