Showing posts with label Philosophy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Philosophy. Show all posts

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Ad-Vice




Advice. A six letter word for "injustice." To take it from a less than loving person, or to give to a foolish deaf (by choice) ear is an injustice either way.

Which way should I go? Should I do this, or that? You want my advice? Of course you don't, and if you do let me apologize now, because I simply will not have any, for anyone.
The imperfect Christian says, "Take Hwy 128, I always go there when I need to get away." Instead the person seeking advice ends up back in the den of iniquity from which they were trying to escape! Yep they jumped straight into the car of chaos, and drove themselves crazy on Hwy Zero! Why Zero? Because they are incapable of ever learning!

Here's my philosophy, not my advice based on grammatical division:

To give advice is to ad (publicly display/advertise) to the vice (evil scheme/bondage/clamp/grip/stronghold) on an already challenged soul.

I do not believe in adding to a problem, or troubling anyone more so than they are already troubled.

I'll pray that you listen to the Holy One and that when you do, that you take heed to what it is that He is saying to you. Because God knows a simple mind usually doesn't listen at all.

Peace, Blessings, & Joy...
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Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Danger Keep Away!


Have you ever watched City of Joy with Patrick Swayze? It was a movie about a doctor (Swayze) visiting Calcutta, India. He went on vacation for a spiritual enlightenment, and wound up in the poorest sector of Calcutta, and becoming a hero of sorts. He was an advisor, defender of the people, and a doctor to a lepers colony. It was a very sad, but an aw inspiring movie that everyone should see!

Those that were not leper's condemned those with leprosy. They would not allow those stricken with leprosy to go outside of their own sector more or less. Treated them like they were not human, and were just down right disgusting in some of their actions toward the poor, and disadvantaged people. Until you've been treated like a leper you usually do not think much about it. I have never had any diseases, or disfiguring that made people not want to be near me. However, some people see skin color as a deformity, and some see deformation as a horrible thing.

As a child I was afraid of people with handicaps. I was afraid until I learned that they needed to be loved just like me, and wanted to give their love just as much as they wanted to be loved. I grew out of my fear with knowledge. But with increasing knowledge also comes increasing sorrow. (Ecclesiastes 1:18) I learned that not everyone cared for other people only themselves and what they believe in. Now I am not going to get on my political soap box, because I am not a politician, but an imperfect Christian that is an American Citizen. My ethnicity like all branches back to some ancient Hebrews, my detour takes place on every continent, until it stops right here in the good ol' US of A. Nothing presents my feeling like the lepers feel more than when I have someone tell me above all other things that they are not prejudice. Not a "Hey man that's a nice jacket," or "Hey that's an awesome haircut," just "Now I don't have a prejudice bone in my body! You know that, how you been doin'?" I have bit my tongue nearly in two attempting to prevent asking how many times they have said that to a person that was not connected to African descendants.

Every time someone speaks about our President not being a US Citizen like they were the doctor that delivered him, it gives me that same feeling. When they say that he's not a Christian, like they are God Almighty themselves it gives me that feeling. I didn't get worked up over John McCain saying, "That one." But I got that same nasty feeling, when others tried to make a huge race war out of his comment. We could talk abortion, genocide, right vs. wrong all day long, and it still does not remedy the problem that we have. Bridging the communications gap peacefully and rationally would be nice, rather than barking out you're not like me, you're going to hell! I do not hate Muslims, Buddhists, or Jehovah's Witnesses, in fact I am going to invite a non-Christian to have lunch with me in the very near future. Wow, wonder how it will pan out when we eat lunch together and realize that we both need nourishment, that we are both human, and we can sit together peacefully, and not worry about our differences, but find the common ground that allows us to be civil!? I'm praying that our nation comes to that conclusion also. When we can celebrate the day that we allow our President to speak to our children and not have the school officials treat him like the strong arms of India treat the lepers!

I have seen the schools allow DSS officials to interrogate grade school children with no questions asked. Take a frightened child into a room alone with one (DSS Worker) adult, no aide (legal or otherwise), neither parent present, no family member present, not even a guardian ad litem, and not make one phone call. They will however, send a personal message home for the parents to sign, or call every home concerning our President speaking with our children. I have not yet to this day that I am aware of witnessed that before. It is also a first that a President has taken time out of an overloaded agenda to address every child in the country with a positive non partisan, no political gain involved, "National" message to my knowledge as well. So what did the schools message say to me? It said in my interpretation: "Parents we don't want to be held responsible for what your child hears from the President, we prefer to make it appear that we are giving you a choice to speak up before the event takes place in hopes that you will keep us from law suits by sending petitions of disapproval against our President. However, with no warning and not caring about a law suit we will allow an individual to request that a DSS worker intervene, and tell you how to discipline, feed, and raise your child. Tell you what they can, and will not learn because we are not above the law, we are the law! We have thrown out all moral and rational dealings because what we say stands, this is not the NBA, NFL or any other league, group or democracy there will be no review, you will just have to get over it. Thank you." What they do not tell you is that they will do this until enough people stand together and override their ignorance. So why are you still sitting here reading this? Go make plans to be at the next Town Hall meeting, and boycott whomever, has no sense. As Mix-A-Lot used to say, "If you help get the fool hired, help get him fired." If you sat and did nothing, now it is time to take a PEACEFUL stand! Be heard, and be seen, don't be in the herd and make a scene!

"It's not because he's Black, African American, what term should I use here? It's because he supports Pro-Choice!"

Again the imperfect Christian does not support abortion, especially partial birth abortion. I also do not support the belief that legalized abortion is the only or leading cause of death, I believe ignorance is.

Friday, June 26, 2009


You ever been caught in one of those waves that was beautiful but knew that it was gonna hurt!? Well if you haven't thank God! This picture has a wave that is probably an 18-20 footer curling off a nasty sandbar, and preparing to spray ocean mist 30-35 feet in the air above, and then dump about 50,000 gallons and 5,000 lbs of pressure per square foot on whomever gets in it's path! I pray that all find the path and the lip that will allow the ride to be a smooth one to the shoreline, and not a burial in the sands of life! That is all... : )

Thursday, June 25, 2009

How Do You?

Want is as deep as the ocean. Where does one wave start and where does it end? When does the surf shift, and how does the bar move the wave? With time changes take place and even the ocean does not have control. Love is like two drops of ocean mist, they may mesh, and become a part of a bigger love, or one may evaporate, and go to naught. So, where does the wave return to, and where does the wave end? Perhaps it never ends and that is the enigma we know as the ocean and an enigma that only God knows the answer to. Ocean breakers, ocean curls, gentle waves made by the salt water that knows only glistening sandy shores as it's retainer. Where is that mysterious drop that calls upon even the dew to join her? It is the destiny of even the dew from the morning air to get lost in this vast body. Drawn in, and captivated only to lose itself, as the ocean continues on her way. The shore line holds her but she is not always bound. She has escaped the shore line if only momentary, to venture a little farther, collecting and gathering as she will. But the destiny of the sea will see is to quench until she herself is quenched.