on this good day.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord,
“plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”
Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men.
even Churches, creating lucre off of His character is a not so genuine, He is
not saying it’s not right to give, donation trays are best; but the idea: we can
buy our way into His Home has many, many, events that arrive at a person;
a created being. created via love that generates Joy, Security, Heartedness
which pleases outside of carnal desire. that means not withing greed or lust
as some may believe. no, to be well off via His Power is relegated to those of
self-assured license, self-creating ticket. what sort of ticket? a ticket to where
is up to you. but be aware that to enjoy popularity, and use those stolen graces
as a means to exhilarate one’s ambition, ones own good humor, especially of
those of The Cloth, is not at all pleasing in God‘s sight. those that enjoy such lucre,
at the expense of His Glory; best check themselves. to use He‘s surely a ticket
to… to where? that is up to you. for the greatest gift given us: a free-will to do a
job. a job? well… a task; task? it’s up to all to live in the fashion they choose, we
are completely responsible for our own selves. we are not suggested to live in a
stolid state; that’s a way dignified position in this life. Monk‘s, Nun‘s, Pastor‘s get
the gist. it’s an easy test, is what most may think; after considerable thinking, in
a correct mindset. to exist is our gift. to mar it up with ‘stuff,’ monies to get that
‘stuff,’ might feel good on the temporal, humanistic plane. we should be far above
such living. think of the birds, think of animals… what do they need to do to enjoy
life, to enjoy being. nothing. absolutely nothing. if we humans would take heed, to
just what fuels their thinking noodle, a plan for each of the live’s under His direction.
for those who believe in themselves, their ability, in their charm, their looks will learn
what such a life costs. we’re not talking money. not fame, not even possessions, no…
those who follow such idea will see what is really what. hints of such method of this
way of being are plenty. people avoid truth’s; that never collide with their own
life. it being a choice; a method, a striving towards. but be careful
hear ye hear ye?
< Monday 9:57.11AM February 3, 2020 > a bright sunshiny day. it’s all good.
Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says.
this summed up to future that was hoped/prayed for. and the emotion felt? ‘m smiling. https://wordpress.com/block-editor/post/collactiona.live/3922 you see, when we first learned about the ‘intranet,’ in 1988, a hope would be a possibility around college years, always been enthusiastic towards that ability to speak with the entire globe as audience; was a hip, hip thing for a little cat like me. but in no way is this about me. vanity’s not me. discovering the world wide web whilst listening my favorite voice at a public library down the street, 1996, was not finding it what did widen my eyes my ears that summer: was/is a guide beside His Son. Trust Him. may never be apparent now, but it will, Faith: all there for the taking. to find His Trust will take care of all; this life and the life to come, once this earthly test to not be anxious, but trust, He Is. seek ye His Life, satisfaction requires an intimate relation. my friend Todd talked, HERO?, that year; if only on the net; don’t recall what, but.
|Today’s reading is drawn from Joel 2:12-13 and Joel 2:18-19.|
Observation Often an answer from God will come packaged
and delivered in a promise as something potentially available.
That is how God dealt with his people through the prophet.
He answered their pleas with a call to return to him so that he
could make good on promised blessings. Application We’d rather
the answer come in concrete form; fully assembled and ready to use,
with a full guarantee. But God has spoken, and more than 7,000 answers
to our problems and questions in promise form. How do we get these answers
wrapped in “potential packaging” to become reality? God gives His answer’s form
because his greatest goal for us is not making us comfortable, it : building character.
He makes promises reality, not through obligation, but through obedience. God’s promises
are converted from potential into our reality by steadfast faith; and adherence to his commands.
God’s promises require us to walk with him in a covenant, His promises are converted from potential into present reality through patiently waiting on him. As we understand why his answers come in promise form, we better understand how “His divine power has given us everything we need for His Godly life through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness. Through these he has given us his very great and precious promises, so that through them you may participate in the divine nature, having escaped the corruption in the world caused by evil desires” (2 Peter 1:3 – 4.)
Prayer Father, help me to be obedient and faithful, not only to benefit from your promises,
and also to partake in His Divine Nature, to look more like you and give you glory!
Charles Spurgeon – https://youtu.be/VcHlM6uTTA4
“…the time he wrote this in 1860’s to 1870’s, here I am
2019 feeding off of this. God bless his soul. was 73, ‘s now 74
Bible read to you
“For out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks.
A good man; bringeth forth good things:
an evil man brings forth evil things.” Matthew 12:34, 35
THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES IS DIVIDING THESE UNITED STATES.
“See wonders, ask wonders, bear wonders away with you. Remember this beautiful earth which you are was once only a thought of Divine Mind. Think how from your thought one cornerb it could will become the Garden of the Lord, the Bethany-Home for your Master, a place to which I have a right to bring My friends, My needy ones, for talk and rest with Me.”
all sexual immorality, and all impurity or covetousness, all must not, even, be named among you, as is proper among saints. Let there be no filthiness nor foolish talk nor crude joking, which are out of place, but instead let it be thanksgiving. is prayed about
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5 comments on “Flashback: 1996”
1. David Buckle on October 14, 2011 at 3:44 pm
Howdy, my fellow musician, when, and if, you’re ion this continent
swing by Ruth’s window in NC! 8.]” http://www.flickr.com/photos/davesuptown
2. She returned from Berlin last month; think you’d dig it.
3. David Buckle on December 15, 2011 at 4:46 pm said: WS to DB – On Dec 28, 2009, at 5:31 PM, Winston Smith wrote:
Yep, no shit. I had several very close calls back when I rode a motorcycle in Italy. Wet cobblestones, country lanes, on-coming drivers, etc. all coupled with my youthful impatience, lack of driving experience, “I’m gonna live forever” attitude curious to the young and stupid and just my general ineptitude and lack of ability to conceive that “anything could possibly go wrong” all contributed to my several near-death experiences. And yes, it’s fun to ride a motor bike and it feels adventurous and risky and that all adds the thrill. That’s even how they advertise them. They “sell the sizzle, not the stake”.
Though I only looked at my bike as a means of transportation, to get from point A 2 point B. But most people think (especially in the US where Bikes are marketed as more of a recreational vehicle than anything else) that they’re “King Shit” when they’re on them. They think they’re invulnerable. And therein lies the fatal flaw; not saying that Larry Hilsher was riding under any of these delusions (as I did) and it seems that it was simply the luck of the draw that his tires hit loose gravel and the road sign was in the wrong place at the wrong time. That’s the big difference between controlling a four-wheeled automobile and a two-wheeled motorbike. Under what would’ve been just a bump in the road, Larry driving a Clown-car or a beat up Toyota truck instead of being on the back of a motor cycle it would’ve become a non-event instead of a fatal tragedy. And what most people never consider is: there are lots of things worse than just being killed instantly in some bike accident. The alternative is to be injured so badly that you’re in a paralytic state and you become a permanent financial burden for your family and the State and yer living in a baby-chair and you’ve gotta be fed with a spoon for the rest of yer miserable life (and I DO mean miserable). How cool is that? How macho is that, wearing diapers and confined to a bed for the rest of your life? Compared to that it makes most forms of being killed instantly seem like a pleasure by comparison. Don’t fool yourself. That happens much more often than not. We just don’t see those people because they are in a Home somewhere and out of public view. We don’t hear about what their injuries cost their families or what they cost the taxpayers in state hospital care and road repairs, rescue and ambulance personnel, ongoing medical care and the ultimate warehousing of these tragic fuck-ups and hopeless cases. Yep, folks. r look cool, the go fast and they’re a big status symbol. And just like joining the army and telling people that War ain’t that bad since, after all, you survived, so how bad could it be all that bad, right. We get a self-selected and severely slanted view of the dangers of War (as with motorcycle accidents), not told to us by those who sacrificed everything, but only from those who were lucky enough to survive. Well, that’s because the people who joined the army and then got their heads shredded by roadside bombs or their guts ripped out by enemy fire or, even worse, they lost their arms and/or their legs got ripped off and we don’t see them because those guys are kept out of sight in a state facility. No war hero’s welcome parade for them. No celebrations, no chicks, no partying, no fanfare. Just wheelchairs and clinical tests and more to look forward to for the rest of their lives. Some callously claim this is Nature’s way of “cleaning up the gene pool”. War, Motorbikes, spots cars, ‘extreme-sports’, fighter jets. All marketed to the gonad-deficient, gotta-have-something-to-prove idiots that fall for it. And, baby, they do it everyday. Sounds like Larry was an exception and he just hit a patch of terribly bad luck and my sympathies to his friends and families. Just out to have a fun ride with friends, he paid a terrible price for a small miscalculation and I regret that his family is suffering in grief for their loss. If anyone can learn something from this tragedy then maybe the loss Larry’s family have endured will not be entirely in vain. Sorry for the heaviness of this letter but it’s a pretty heavy subject. In light of that, here’s to the future. Finally there’s a new decade ahead. Good riddance to the wretched radio year of 2009. Here’s to 2000000020!
Onward and upward!
Over & Out.
Winston @ http://www.WinstonSmith.com
4. David on January 29, 2012 at 8:06 am said: scary shit
◦ dave on February 4, 2012 at 3:05 pm said:
5. joe on April 2, 2012 at 8:13 am said: dig it
Posted by Shoogle ~ March 22, 2010
Posted in: Flashback.
sad news: a super pal of mine that did for me and many has died, this shocks me.
Joe was promised the editorship of whatever that ‘thing’ i would spend time in the
way distant future; it being 1990 in pad on Lake rd.-Huntsville, TX – see, we had it
he was talking all, planned out, same with his roomy ‘n that shack, Russle someone, you know that family: Someone? now there’s clan. THEY had o’plenty interests/hobby’s on that street (12th,) good Lord… Joe – you even said you’
he’d move to wherever the
frogboy towards The McColl Center For Art garner residency to provide
McColl’s newer gig: http://www.mccollcenter.org 2020
only You can help, I HOPE YOU WILL, thank You
|He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted|
with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised,
and we esteemed him not. Isaiah 53:3 That these words strike a note of
Beauty in the hearts of those attuned to hear the Beautiful, shows truly
that the heart recognizes the need for the Man of Sorrows. That it sees
nothing contemptible in One despised by the world. That it recognizes
the vast difference between the values of Heaven, and those of the world.
and acclamations are accorded to earth’s great, contempt and rejection to
the Son of God. One of the things My disciples must ever seek to do is to set
aside the valuation of the world, and judge only according to the values of Heaven.
These are not for you. Do not seek the praise and the notice of men. You
follow a despised Christ. See the mob is hooting, throwing stones, jeering,
and yet in that quiet little throng there is a happiness and Joy the reviling
crowds could never know. Follow that little throng with stones and gibes,
and it appears to be of men, mean, ludicrous, contemptible. Be one of the
throng, and you feel the Majesty of God in the presence of Him, Who was
despised and rejected of men. Wreaths around His Brow, shouts, applause,
would belittle that Majesty. Your dark hours, when human help fails, keep
very close to the Man of Sorrows.
Feel My Hand of Love press yours in silent
but complete understanding. I, too, was acquainted
with grief. No heart can ache without My heart aching too.
“He was despised, we esteemed Him not.”