Is there a guarantee`

When one is alone, just with God and their animals, you tend to do a lot of thinking. No matter how much you love your animals they can't talk and answer your questions. So as it was in the beginning one turns to God. Now don't thing that I am comparing my self to Adam, but he was alone and he was able to talk to God. I am alone and I to talk to God.

With that said, I took another small sip of Jack Daniel and thanked God for making such an excellent pain killer. After I finished thanking him for that there were some more questions that I wanted to talk to him about. So I got out his word and started reading and asking him for guidance.

Now I am not like Kennith Hagin who sat face to face with Jesus and saw a little demon come between us and interrupt our conversation. Nor did I tell that demon to get out of there in Jesus's name and Jesus didn't say to me I am glad you did that because I couldn't. I don't believe that and I really don't think that Kenneth Hagin beleived it either.

With all of that said. I started reading and praying.

The first question I asked is, God you know when our time on earth is going to be over. Why, if our appointed time is drawing near do you allow us to linger? I sat and had another little sip of courage and again said why God? What good can an old man do? His best days are past, all of his childhood friends have gone on. Why did you chose to leave me here? I did so many things to enable me to make the trip before they did and nothing worked. WHY AM I STILL HERE WHILE BETTER PEOPLE HAVE BEEN TAKEN?

Then as I read on the answer to the question came to me. It was. Who in the world do you think you are? You dare to question me GOD your heavenly father. I do what I want. I made you and I will bring you home when I WANT TO. It is not for you to decide, it is when I decide. That sorta shocked me, because Paul said the same thing. Who are you, mere humans to question God. Paul also said does the clay ask the potter why did he make one into a vase and the other into a garbage pot. Neither the clay nor the human has the right to question his maker.

That got my attention, and the answer to my question was it is none of your business. I, God, do what I want, when I want. There is none over me, I answer to no one. I am your father.

Then I thought that since that question had been answered I would sneak in another one. So, I said Father and he answered with, what do you want now. You know when you were a little kid and had about bothered your dad enough, but you just couldn't shut your mouth, well that is how I felt but I kept on. I asked him Father, why isn't there a guarantee for tomorrow? Gosh I can still see my earthly dad frown when I kept on bothering him with stupid questions. I be doggone if I couldn't imagine the same look on my heavenly father. He answered my question in a loud voice! There is a guarantee!!! All you have to do is believe that my son died for your sins and was raised from the dead. If you believe that and confess it with your mouth, you will be saved. That is your guarantee, what more do you want? I have said it and it is true. I do not lie.

One can tell when their dad have been bothered enough, so I decided that I had better shut up. He had answered my questions for tonight and that he was tired of my silliness. I hugged his neck and said I love you dad. Good Night. He answered good night son, sweet dreams.

I hope y'all realize that this was all in my mind, while reading the bible and praying. God, our heavenly father, did not actually appear to me. These were just some of the thoughts I had while studying tonight. God knew I already had the answer in my hand. He just wanted me to read and understand his holy word.

Civil Rights Museum

Tonight as I was watching the news they were talking about the civil rights movement and the things that were being loaned to the traveling show. They had the key to the cell that contained the most Reverend Martin Luther King, the bench that was in the cell and the chair he sat in during his trial. I just started thinking about a lot of things.

Do any of you ever wonder how many K-9 units that was working in Birmingham in 1963? Do you ever think about the fire trucks that were spraying water on the marchers?

I will tell you how many K-9 units were working during that time, there were four. That is right, just four and they were not called into action until the crowd became very unruly. It was not as peaceful as the news has reported. The fire trucks were stationery, they did not move. The people came to them. As Gomer Pyle would say Surprise, Surprise.

What is not reported is at that time Birmingham was a blue collar town. Steel workers, coal miners and people that worked with their hands. These people were as set in there ways as the civil rights marchers were in theirs. What the Police and Fire Department were trying to do is keep these groups from meeting. I can guarantee you if that had happened the peaceful meetings would have turned violent quickly.

It had not been but a year when the civil rights workers came to Birmingham and was met at the Grey Hound Bus Station with disastrous results. The Police received a lot of deserved criticism for lack of action during that incident. Now when they do take action, again the Fire Department and Police are vilified. One thing that I know for sure, is most of the Police just wanted to get through the day and be able to go home. They did not like the long hours that they had to work and by the way there was no over time pay.

Just a few thoughts that ran through my mind as I watched the news tonight.

Are you lonesome tonight?

It is so easy to sit back in ones easy chair and get to thinking about being lonesome and lonely. You get to wondering why am I alone, how come I can't have someone sitting here talking to me. What did I do to deserve this? I thought I was a good person, didn't beat the dog, paid the preacher sometime. Why am I alone?

Then it came to me, I was making my self miserable. I was not trusting God. I was falling into the old trap that I was so used to. I was trying to command God. Me, a human was trying to tell God that he had to do something. It is so hard to break old habits isn't it? For the last several years I had thought that when I spoke God jumped and it is taking me a little time to get my mind straight.

If I am lonesome and lonely all I have to do is get out God's word the Bible and study. The main theme that runs through my mind is that God has a plan for me and it will be carried out. He knows what is best for me. Who am I to question him?

Thank you God for being a merciful and forgiving Lord and master.

How old is to old?

Well tonight is Saturday night and I am sitting here having a small taste and thinking. The thought came to my mind how old is to old? How old does one have to be before they get to thinking that they are to old? Is it a state of mind or is it physical? Gosh these questions sorta mess up my mind. Then as I took another small sip of my Jack and coke another thought came floating by. Does age really matter? Isn't age just a way of keeping score? When you ask a child or a teenager how old they are, generally they will say I will be so old on my next birthday. Then when they get to be adults, the age thing is I am twenty-nine, they resist adding the other year. When you get to be my age you revert to your childhood, you tell people that you are 75 when that is the birthday that is coming up.

What difference does age make. It is what you make of it, I have seen some real dummies that have been here a long time. On the other hand I have seen some real smart kids. So age and wisdom do not necessarily go hand in hand. The only real drawback to aging is that you lack the physical strength and agility that you were blessed with in your younger days. I speak from experience on these matters as I now have to get a pair of pliers to open my Jack Daniel's bottle. When before I could just rip that cap off and be pouring in a second. Now I have to find the darn pliers before I can get it open.

What I am trying to say is you can never be to old to dream. It may take you a little longer for the dreams to be fulfilled, but if you stay focused you can do it. There will be obstacles in your way, but then there would be problems if you were nineteen. The thing that one should do is attempt what you are dreaming. Do not sit around gripe, complain and say if I was younger I would do that. Get up off your fanny and try, time might run out on you and the dream is not finished but you were trying. Don't let the excuse that I am to old to try stop you.

With all that said, I will stop tonight and leave this one thought with you. You are the one that decides if you are to old. You can decide to quit and not try but God has the final answer. He knows when you are to old.