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1 Thing You Can Do to Ease Your Mind … March 30th, 2020
Believe in Free Will
If it’s any comfort to you, God does.
God doesn’t have a plan for your life. He’s given you a beautiful life for your plan.
God does not have a will that He wishes you to pursue to some destiny.
Your life has not been mapped out.
Demons are not meeting in the Netherworld to plot your destruction.
The Universe, the Earth, the Creator and the Cosmos are not trying to teach us a lesson through climate change or pandemics.
This is still in your control.
Although the scenes may change, the dialogue, costumes and characters you wish you join you in your performance are completely at your disposal.
There is no future because you have not yet decided what it should be.
There is a past—and you should not waste your free will to relive it continually in fear or guilt.
The next move is yours.
After all, how much do you really expect God to do, leaving you jobless?
What will your free will be during this season of abstract destruction and infirmity in our world?
Are you looking for someone to blame?
Are you blaming someone because they’re looking in your direction?
Ease your mind.
You have free will.
You can use it however you feel inspired to do so.
Just keep in mind:
The Earth is always in pursuit of justice, so what you sow you will certainly reap.
The Earth is in need of great caretakers, so don’t ignore the cries of nature through foolhardy behavior.
We can come out of this as long as we understand that free will reigns supreme.
Therefore, we aren’t at the mercy of an angry God, a frustrated ecosystem or a Master Plot to destroy the world from the Eastern Lands.
Things I Learned from R. B. (March 29th, 2020)
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Episode 9
Bequeathed upon the teller of a tale is a sacred trust to be accurate and truthful.
The two are not the same.
Accuracy requires dates, times, locations—yet spins the story by using the bias of the narrator.
Truth, on the other hand, is unflinching, insisting that what was everlasting be presented without coloration or commentary.
For this reason, I will not tell you the whole odyssey of our brief, five-month stay in Mobile by the Bay. I might be tempted to use accuracy to place the pieces of the occurrences in the exact position which might make you feel sorry for me – or pronounce me innocent.
I was not innocent.
I was young, arrogant, unaccustomed to being told what to do and I had too much talent to be placed in such a small vessel of possibility. The result was outbreaks of jealousy, anger, resentment and vicious rumor.
The worst part of the journey came when my middle son was hit and run by a car, and after a three-month stay in the hospital, ended up in a vegetative state, demanding constant care-giving.
Now, when we were able to bring Joshua home from the hospital, I was sitting in my living room one chilly October morning, having negotiated a severance deal with the church which allowed us to stay and be paid through the end of November, perched deep in thought when the phone rang.
To my astonishment, it was R. B.
Accurately, he, too, had suffered some setbacks on his quest in Minnesota for his new job. The truth I never really knew.
We told him of our predicament and he asked if he could join us, and travel with us to the next location—wherever that might be—and continue our lives in a much different framework than the optimism that permeated us upon arriving at the small church in Alabama.
I was lonely.
I was disturbed.
I was anxious for someone to hear my representation of the accuracy of our experience—without ever seeking for the truth.
I welcomed R. B.
He, too, was in need of a sounding board.
That’s what we did. For about a solid month, while I was auditioning for other positions, taking care of my son and trying to line up the dollars in my bank account like good soldiers, we commiserated and dreamed of more to come.
R. B. and I found each other over despair.
Yet how far can two crippled men travel together before they resent one another?
Cracked 5 … March 28th, 2020
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Treatments That Do Not Work for Covid-19
A. Chicken soup sucked through a straw while listening to mariachi music
B. Bible reading—even from the original Greek
C. Blaming the Chinese for starting the damn thing
D. Tuning in on the endless reports. (Does your wolf blitzer?)
E. The Magic 8 Ball
Sit Down Comedy … March 27th, 2020
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Reveille
1. Eyes pop open, allowing the “sleepies” to crunch, break and fall into the crevices at the side of the socket.
2. Pause. Don’t judge how you feel. It will usually get better.
3. Find your toes and wiggle them slowly, then faster and faster, like you’re five years old on Christmas morning.
4. Pull one foot from under the covers. Give it a full ten seconds to look around.
5. Breathe the air deeply three times. Thank God, you still have oxygen.
6. Allow the leg attached to that foot acting as a scout to slide off the mattress and matriculate to the floor, coaxing the other leg to follow.
7. Immediately say, “I am not dead,” and then try to be glad about it.
8. Two feet down, rub them on the floor like they are learning choreography and this is the first rehearsal.
9. Think something funny.
10. Say it out loud in a funny way.
11. Think of someone who’s mad at you.
12. Grab your phone and text them to forgive, forget or apologize.
13. Stand and reach for the ceiling (ignore all creaking).
14. Go to the bathroom and enjoy Royal Pee (the piss of the gods).
15. Complete your bathroom ritual, known only to you and sacred through your birthright.
16. Emerge and put on the clothes you selected the night before. Never wait ‘til morning to choose your duds. Too much pressure from ignored footwear.
17. Pause. Think up your morning greeting. What will it be? Make it different every day. For instance, “The canary died, but I escaped the mine.” Or “I smell like a living person.”
18. Come to kitchen. Hydrate—drink. See what is available to eat. Choose two.
19. Converse in reverse. Don’t ask people how they are. Tell them how you are, with hopes they will join in.
20. Ask the family pet three humorous questions, but don’t pause for answers.
21. Text someone you love and confirm it.
22. Leave with friendly thoughts.
23. Start your car. Let it idle for one minute.
24. Take that minute to pronounce aloud two things you are grateful for and two things you desire to achieve.
25. Drive off, making sure you are the first one to let someone into traffic in front of you.
3 Things … March 26th, 2020
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We Should Learn from Difficulty
1. The problems are never personal
2. But the solutions need to be
3. And the gratitude—gloriously creative
Drawing Attention … March 25th, 2020
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Forested
(tap the picture to see the video)
art by Clazzy
Music: To the Task
from Ingathering, a symphony by Jonathan Richard Cring
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