Patience...The Lord has been trying to teach me this since the day I was born...it means "calm endurance." I definitely have the endurance...however, I am severely lacking in the Department of Serenity...(I'm always falling short). Work is work and my social life is still abysmal...As of late I have become incredibly desperate to hang out with people...This generally leaves me at a bar drinking several beers and engaging in hours of mind-numbing conversation...The dialogue revolves around what we were in high school and then comes to a close when we realize what we're not...It's BLISSFUL...the beers are a consolation prize...I would like a deep meaningful connection with another human being, yet I'll settle for this Jug O' Fermented Sugar...Unfortunately, waking up the next day is excruciating...Not because there is a hang over, but simply because it is a new day...Each day seems to be very problematic...I don't know how to alleviate the burden of rising to partake in my daily ritual...However, a solution would be greatly appreciated...
The work scene...I am confident that these pathologists need a refresher course on colors and numbers...Maybe a visit to a kindergarten classroom would suffice..."Yeah doc, those are GREEN membranes (a result of meconium), you will need to put that placenta through for microscopic evaluation." "No...squeeze the cord again...see right there...there's THREE vessels...that's a normal umbilical cord...now let's move on..." Who would have thought that colors and numbers could be so helpful in a gross room? I have to admit my expertise on these matters is flattering...until I realize they are just COLORS and NUMBERS...
Oh How I Love the Lab!!
Last week was pretty cool...we had a special on Prosthetic Penis'...I had never seen one before, but we were blessed with three...two in one day...They were little white plastic tubes complete with a pump...from what I hear the pump remains on the exterior of the male's body...Apparently a man can have a prostatectomy, therefore, leaving him incapable of arousal...(Viagra and the like are meant for men that would like to stay erect longer...they have the capacity it's merely an enhancer). I know all of you remember the Reebok Pump...This pump was very similar...In fact I think it might have been in the shape of a basketball...Maybe the word Reebok was etched into the plastic, perhaps I hadn't noticed?! If I worked for Reebok in the marketing and sales department I imagine I would make a strong case for why we a) needed to bring back the Reebok pump and b) should get into the prosthetic penis business...I can see it now...
Kobe Bryant is flying through the air (or for you Ohioans Lebron James)...He's effortlessly weaving in between defenders and recklessly spinning towards the basket...(You can envision this, he's a bad ass and continues to dominate his opponents on the court). While the images are being displayed on the screen a voice can be heard, "Have you ever had the desire to work your magic on the court, but never had the right equipment?" Here we see our basketball star bend down to pump up his shoe...make sure to get a close up of those high tops...Next scene: the basketball star is walking into the bedroom where a beautiful woman is awaiting his arrival...There she stands seductively next to the bed post in a negligee..."Have you ever had the desire to work your magic off the court, but NEVER had the RIGHT equipment." Our star athelete then warmly embraces our sexy bombshell and smiles into the camera. He then states, "I like to work my magic BOTH on and off the court." The scene fades out with the Reebok Logo shining brightly against the black canvas. A voice comes over stating, "Reebok, are you playing with the right equipment?"
Long time no Blog...
This month has just zipped on by...No real news...Still waiting...However, I just wanted to share some spiritual stuff with everyone...I have been in a real dark place lately...It's like my address has been 666 Sheol Circle. However, receiving sobering news about a loved one has helped realign my focus. I know a wonderful woman who has recently been diagnosed with breast cancer...Please pray for her...
The Beaten Path:
So I believe I have mentioned this on more than one occasion...my cyclical spiritual life...still haven't internalized the fundamentals in order to truly change my life...I am learning a lot...I think that in the last couple of weeks the Lord has been teaching me the importance of discipline.
I read the "Spirit of the Disciplines" a year ago...However, the principles that I read about then are starting to resurface. For example, if I am thinking, dreaming, fantasizing about what I could be, then inevitably I will be self absorbed and unable to be a spiritual pillar upon which others can lean...If my body is not in line with daily worship...then my spirituality is reduced to my thoughts on who God is...If my body and mind are not obedient to who the Lord wants me to be then I find my self all out of sorts.
Maybe there are those that need to partake in these disciplines less frequently than I do...I know many followers of Jesus that are so much better at loving the Lord and others and seem to spend very little time in His Word. I cannot do this...in fact being in His Word everyday is not even enough for me...Maybe I should become a monk...I have a very difficult time being a follower unless I am completely immersed in study, prayer, and service...I know that our lives are to be glorifying to God even in the mundane repetition that is life...I agree...I don't think I should have to escape to Lhasa in order to find the peace and joy that only He can provide...However, I am realizing more and more that I am that depraved...It's seems as though I have the ultimate spiritual ADD...Once I engage in work my thoughts are focused in that direction...I rarely think about God and how He can impact or change my work place, the people that I am surrounded by, my attitude, my circumstances, etc....
Synopsis:
Through that murky stream of consciousness here's the jist...I am not a very good follower of Jesus...I want to be nothing more than engrossed in Him...May He be my lover, my comforter, provider, source of joy and peace...
I wrote this song...(music and all)...it's not very cohesive, but it'll work for now...May He speak to you through His Word...
Oh, how I love, love, love, love the Lord...
I will extol the Lord at all times;
his praise will always be on my lips.
My soul will boast in the Lord;
let the afflicted hear and rejoice,
Oh Lord let em' hear and rejoice.
So sing joyfully to the Lord...it is fitting for us to praise Him...
Praise the Lord with the harp;
Make music to Him on the lyre and may we never tire...
Sing to Him a new song and shout for joy...
That we may employ the love that He has granted...
And share that with the nations that He has planted
When I kept silent, my bones wasted away
through my groaning all day long...
I decided to write you this song.
For day and night your hand was heavy upon me;
my strength was sapped, as in the heat of the desert summer.
Then I acknowledged my sin to you and did not cover up my iniquity.
I said, "I will confess my transgressions, for I have learned my lesson,"
So please forgive me the guilt of my sin, Oh Lord.
SELAH, SELAH, SELAH, La la la la de de dah...
Chorus
Inspired and plagiarized from Psalm 34:1-3, Psalm 32:3-5, Psalm 331-3. (Still a work in progress)
May you as the Catholic church connect with Him today...If you must settle for second best connect with someone that is connected with Him...(Make sense?)
