Wednesday, March 28, 2018

If That Mountain Don't Move

I recently quit my job at the restaurant where I worked. Last Friday, as a matter of fact. I decided to take a week off before starting to look for a job, since I have 2 months worth of bill money in the bank. I have until the 1st of June before I have to come up with rent again.

I enjoyed my week off. Then, on the following Monday, I decided to start at the top: the highest paying job I could find, with the best benefits.

The job is tentative. I have to wait on my background check and employment history check. That's the only thing I'm really worried about is my employment history. I have worked a lot of places in my life, and I cannot possibly remember all of them off the top of my head. But I did the best that I could do. She seemed less worried about it than I am.

I took my pre employment test and passed. I was surprised about that because the math part was pretty hard, but she said she was surprised that I didn't even use the scratch paper.

Anyway I'm trusting God in this, and just to show that I'm trusting God, I decided to go and eat at Golden Palace. I know I shouldn't have spent the money on this, until I know something, but I trust God that no matter what He's going to take care of me.

I will know something by April 10.

Nothing is written in stone yet.

I prayed before I went and I prayed after.

The rest, I figure, is up to Him.

The job will be demanding. It will require 6 weeks at a training academy, where I will run, do push-ups, sit-ups, and -- I'm sure -- a number of other physical as well as mental exercises.

I am almost 50 years old. I never figured I'd be going to "boot camp" at my age. And, I cannot imagine running a mile in 5 minutes. But, God put this mountain before me. He is either trying to teach me something, or to prove Himself. Either way, I am called to climb it.

This morning I woke up at 7:30 a.m.

For breakfast, I cooked me some fish and fried tators. It was a good breakfast. Then, I watched Matthew Hagee's sermon about God's belief in me. God will not give me a mountain that He does not empower me to climb, he said.

Powerful. I needed that.

After walking yesterday, my ankle felt like it was going to break every time I stood and put pressure on my toes. So, I stretched them all last night, and put as much pressure as I could stand on them until I could not stand the pain any more.

A good FB friend reminded me that that which does not kill me is given to me to make me stronger. So, I tortured myself.

This morning, I stood on my tip toes with no pain. But, it is raining outside. I cannot go for my planned walk today.

Instead, I got down on the floor and attempted push-ups.

Yes, I attempted them. I worked and worked at it until I was able to at least push myself up...on my toes, not my knees. The lowering myself was the challenge. I still haven't got that down yet...but I am determined to keep working at it until I do. Just not right now...I'm tired. My ankle has started to hurt again. More stretching and torture tonight...and possibly some more push-ups later today.

I tried sit-ups. That was even more challenging. I have not been able to do it without raising my legs to bring myself up yet. Still working on that too.

But, God does not put a mountain in front of me that He does not empower me to climb. God is my strength, and I refuse to quit without using all of the strength I have available, and then some if I am able. It's what God expects of me.

He'll let me know if I need to surrender. But, for now, I am called to fight.

Taking a break now. My website and GPTs are calling.

Saturday, March 24, 2018

In reponse to 11-year-old Naomi Wadler's speech today in Washington:

In reponse to 11-year-old Naomi Wadler's speech today in Washington:

I represent all of those millions who were saved by guns. Not hundreds, MILLIONS.

Millions that you never hear about on the mainstream media. Millions who can sit and eat with their families and build memories. Millions who own a gun today.

I represent all of those church members who were saved by Stephen Willeford, the Texas Hero who used an AR-15 to shoot the gunman who murdered people in a church and planned to go to the church down the road.

We canNOT take guns out of the hands of innocent, law-abiding people. We canNOT criminalize those who wish to protect their families.

Those children who marched on Washington today may one day wish their neighbor had a gun.

I represent those people in Germany who gave up their lives because they didn't have a gun to defend themselves with -- because they believe they were giving up their rights for the good of society.

We do not have a gun problem. We have a heart problem. We have a sin problem. And, giving up our guns is not going to solve that.

Cain killed Abel with a Rock.

Friday, March 23, 2018

Creative Solutions

I just think people have lost their creativity. My ex said that AOL was created to keep people dumb...I didn't understand what he meant until now. Facebook is the new "AOL" (so to speak).

People don't have to create because it's already done for them. All they have to do is post, and then get used to Facebook telling them what they can post and what they can't.

I've seen LOTS of people get into facebook jail, only to come out and keep posting instead of getting mad and saying, "You know what? I don't HAVE to be here." Then go and create their own site where their friends can visit and people with similiar interests can enjoy it.

Google isn't the only search engine, but people have forgotten how to look for anything else. It's time to encourage creativity again.

People would rather gripe about how they are being treated by a site than rebel and go and create their own site, or organization, or network, or search engine, or newspaper...

If it seems that a person with certain political viewpoints don't have a choice in what they watch, or read, or the products they use, it's because they refuse to create something better to be an alternative. Why create, when they can use someone else's -- and fight to be able to every step of the way.

It just doesn't make sense.