Oxy’s Journal
What is up with Oxy these days?
Oxy spends a lot of time working; yet in the recent months something else has come about. I have lost the interest to address or bring this Blog information I believed would be of interest to others. Please, no sympathizing. I have had to much information overload where ‘christians’ are concerned and have resolved the matter to two similarities, but major differences. Found within the following Groups:
Sheep and Goats. Wheat and Tares. Religion and Christianity.
Some may say aloud: ‘I understand the first two sets, but isn’t the third set the same thing? As to what I have subjected myself to I do not see the two as being the same. What I do see as being the same are what is referred to as Cults. Religion and Cults do not show forth differences. They actually mimic each other.
Plaster me with the term: sucker. This is who Oxy is. I just heard yesterday on an FM radio station… yes I actually tuned to one, which is unlike me to do for personal reasons, and I heard this: ” God is a sucker for gratitude”. I sat and listen to two men and a woman trying to discuss a passage in the bible and then trying to expound on their idea of mercies. Into one whole hour and no point being made; due to the lengthy pauses and sighing I was losing my patience and suddenly heard the one man say: ” God is a sucker for gratitude”. I said aloud: ” Lord, this is the reason I am so turned off by radio anymore”.
Speaking of the term sucker…
a person easily cheated, deceived, or imposed upon, or the term can be used as one who is a sucker for leather shoes; meaning they could not pass up the opportunity to buy another pair.
Imagine that… God not having enough sense, or not having much wisdom over one or the other. People, understand something… God’s wisdom is far greater than our tiny minds can comprehend. Such a statement shows the ignorance of those who believe they know the one they profess to believe in.
Oxy is going try and learn another language. Ahmaric. Who knows where it will lead, but I am willing to give it a shot.
The day pastor has given up on his blog. Says he had hoped it would bring some of the congregation members together in order to discuss issues of the world and how those issues influence christians today. I don’t think the congregation quite understood it. No discussion, or opinions, except for one, and those who replied only knew to say something like this: good job, you are doing fine as a pastor, we love you. Encouraging? Must not have been because he is cutting back on activities and now has joined Facebook. We are attracted to the mirror image of self aren’t we? I do believe so.
Wonderful meeting with the other evening pastor and wife. Yet thrice a subject matter has arisen. I think I will wait a lllloooonnnggg time before responding. One could say I am testing this issue; not due to the subject matter, but due to possible motive. Another sign plastered my forehead is Stupid.
Stupid? Ummm…
easily cheated, deceived, or imposed upon? Let’s see…
lacking ordinary quickness and keenness of mind; dull.
mental dullness, foolish, senseless. No, I don’t believe this is the term… oh yes… the correct term: gullible.
Think again. I am actually aware of what I am doing; even when what I am doing may be perceived by someone else as ‘ so wide open, so vulnerable, so gullible”. The young man who lives down the road thinks he is pulling the wool over my eyes. I know he is a deceptive little instrument of the devil; yet there is something about a suffering spirit that draws me to silence while I listen to this young man carry on about his woes. In between I am called an angel sent by God, and other flatteries to which have no purpose, but knowing those flatteries have much motive. Once again he believes he has accomplished what he has come to do and leaves with the sound of victory in his heels. His promises are the same… empty and void. I believe this is all he knows. No one has ever shown him any other way.
I know a young man who enjoys doing things around the house for money. He is strong and does a seemingly good job when he is available… or rather when he feels like working. There are things around my home which are in need of work and for some reason I tend to give opportunities to those who are willing and actually show up. Sometimes this leads to having to call a professional to recheck what the lesser skilled tried to accomplished; due to positive and negative being backwards, grounding not properly installed or up to code, fittings not exactly right or tight, repairs which come back to haunt me, and something called: health risks. And all the while I bend my ear to their ego explaining to me how the one before them must not have known what they were doing, due to the mess they left behind. I smile and I understand what they are getting to… motive. Now they show me their expertise in the fine art of skill and don’t forget… cost.
People love to compare themselves to me. Why, I really don’t know. They too love to point out why they would not do or put themselves in the positions I have put myself into. Danger! Vulnerable~Misleading and possibly Compromising. In silence I say to myself… get your mind out of that dirty field and stop saying you were led by the Spirit to warn me. Each day there are people who risk their lives for the gospel’s sake. Fears in small things will reap Fears in larger areas. I was bound to fear for many years… with wisdom we must walk into those areas which stir us to Fear. I accept the warnings, yet I know in my heart being bound to Fear will override the Spirit.
The children I try to teach on Sunday evening want to play more than they desire to learn. I prefer to play along with them, more than to teach them serious subjects. I try to bring them both together. I try to listen to their questions and answers, even though I may not have a wonderful answer for them. Most importantly I try to be the example I believe God would want me to be. For the first time I was asked to sing with the children. I had a small part on my own. I decided to give it a whirl, picked up the beat somewhat, and too change the song just a tad. It worked out well and the children followed along beautifully and we had a good time. They liked the song (Praise Him) and asked: how did you know to change the words a little and pick up the beat? I told them: ” not really sure, I only heard those words inside of my heart and the beat was going faster than that on the CD. We need to Bless God don’t we? “ One child said: I think God told you to do it. ” Yes, you are so right… I believe He did too”.
More to follow if you are the kind of person who just likes to view a person’s journey in this life.
