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Music: “Window to the World” by Jonathan Richard Cring
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People decide whether they want to be touched by us by noticing how we handle our other four senses.
Truthfully, if you have nasty attitudes in at least two of these areas, you will notice that people will begin to pull away. Even if you’re in love, married or involved in a physical relationship, it will begin to cool.
For none of us want to be touched by a grouchy person, even though we would never articulate it in exactly that way. It’s why, when we’re little children, we run toward a gracious grandma and reluctantly hug a cranky grandpa.
We are human. Therefore, we have the seed of God in us. That seed demands watering—and the way we water our seed is by using our senses in a positive, Spirit-building way, so when it’s time for intimacy, people yearn for our touch.
When we open our eyes, do we see problems, difficulties, disaster, sinfulness and evil? Or are we looking for things that are promising? That alone makes us appealing. Simply to reject the darkness we see and find the light causes people to want to cuddle closer to us.
Do we listen to what’s going on around us, hear music and scrunch up our faces in disapproval, or do we boldly walk up when we hear glorious things and proclaim, “Sounds great.”
Once again, who wants to be around someone who complains about what they’re hearing?
If you want to win the favor of other humans, walk into the house and tell them it smells fabulous. Or you can walk in, sniff the air, twitch your nose twice in disapproval, and have them praying that you leave soon.
You’re invited to dinner and they offer you a food you’ve never tasted before—do you turn it down? Do you express your reluctance? Do you taste it and say, “Give me meat and potatoes?” Or do you partake and tell them what you like about it instead of what you hate about it?
Ninety percent of the reason that married people lose their affection for one another has nothing to do with physical touching. No, they simply get tired of seeing sour looks, hearing complaints about sound and pickiness over a smell, or the ongoing refusal to try anything new.
Therefore, it is my responsibility to look for good things, to appreciate wonderful sound, to rejoice over fragrance and to be thankful for the variety of delicious tastes that the Creator has offered.
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When I was a kid my dad took me out fishing in our very small boat. There was a motor on the back, so for a while we trolled, but when we hit a spot where we had some strikes and caught some fish, he stopped the boat and dropped the anchor.
We did not drive around the lake dropping the anchor a dozen times hoping for the best. The purpose for dropping the anchor was made manifest by catching fish.
You may think you know what you want.
You may have a five-year goal plan.
You may have already purchased the materials for your project.
But if all of that organization has failed to bring forth any “fish,” then now is not the time to settle in, commit, get a mortgage or invest money into your dream.
Wait until you start catching fish before you drop your anchor. Then don’t lift your anchor and depart until the fish have ceased to hit your hooks.
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Weeks passed.
A friendship was forged.
Dreams were discussed.
Such sweet relationship—made possible when both souls are not afraid to share their hearts.
Somewhere along the way, Jubal and Amir forgot that they were supposed to be enemies. Unfortunately, this caused them to be careless and brought the scrutiny of overly concerned friends and anxious parents.
It was bizarre.
No one was exactly willing to forbid the relationship, nor was anyone ready to verbalize his or her own bigotry. It was assessed, and therefore assumed, that the friendship between the two lads was impractical and taking up too much time.
“Are you saying I cannot see Amir?” Jubal demanded.
“I am saying that Amir’s family, like ours, probably has many duties for their own son that cannot be shirked for playtime,” Jubal’s father stated.
“Did you answer my question?” Jubal stood defiantly.
“I would like you to stop seeing the little Palestinian boy. It is too dangerous,” he replied frankly.
“Dangerous?” asked Jubal.
Jubal’s father rose, striking a threatening pose. “I do not have time to explain to my son the ways of the world, which he should already understand by now.”
“Well, I don’t understand,” said Jubal, hand on his hip, stomping his foot.
What should have been the beginning of a good discussion was ended abruptly, the patriarch leaving Jubal to mope.
But this time, the boy didn’t. Instead, he reasoned. A plan was devised. Perhaps not really a plan—more a notion. One of those fledgling ideas absent a body of detail.
It was simple in its way. In the minds of young Amir and Jubal, it was more important to be together, having fun, than it was to accept what was considered to be “the reasonable way.”
Or was it just one threat too many?
At any rate, each fellow gathered his provisions and scouted out a location.
“It must be far from the village on a small rise, so visitors can be viewed in the distance,” said Amir.
“And be shaded by some trees,” Jubal contributed.
For Jubal and Amir were planning on running away. They had their reasons. What they needed was a place to go. They would not stay away forever—an afternoon, a day, a week—who can tell such things? Yet a statement needed to be made, and in the meantime they could be joined as one.
Jubal brought a small tent, some bread, water, a collection of games and a few pictures. Amir brought food and water, too, along with a partially deflated soccer ball and extra clothing.
Having selected their location and planned their escape, one morning two households awoke, each absent a son. Amir and Jubal were together—at least for now.
And when you’re twelve, now is all that matters.
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A. Grand Canyon 2—complete with bungee jumping
B. Hamless ham sandwich with fake mustard and pickleless pickle
C. A bridge between men and women (the penis doesn’t count)
D. An official Highway to Hell
E. The Berlin Wall—except prettier
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Scratch the itch
Just don’t bitch
Find the groove
Make your move
Begin the show
With what you know
Kiss the Earth
For second birth
Learn to cry
For the other guy
Remain bright
Eat so light
Don’t be a critic
Nor a cynic
This is your hour
So speak to power
Find true favor
Love your neighbor
The path to smart
Make a start
Have no fear
Pursue good cheer
The words they say
Straight or gay
Tell the story
Bring the glory
Honor the winner
Forgive the sinner
As you’re taught
Judge not
The future is waiting
So stop hesitating
Do what you do
God is in you
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