Apr 18, 2008

I have some things to say....

I have some things to say because I have fallen behind......I thought I made a short cut to the blog and placed it on my desk top. I've checked each day since first posting. There haven't been any new entries for several days...or so I thought.....turns out all I saved was the total blog to that point. All new entries - and there are many I need to comment on - didn't show up on the short cut I had placed on my desktop because it wasn't really a short cut after all. So, here goes....I'm going to respond to many entries in a "short cut" kind of way....

Jim's gold turtle neck in the Santa picture - I wore in third grade for school picture
Brandi - you've got to be kidding me about Jeanie - she really golfs?
Dave - get that pecker
Deb - maybe goldfish was craving attention - what with all the blogging going on nobody's paying attention to the pets of the world
#20 display more love than discipline
Jean - how does one wear "crap"
Brandi - nice picture
Have fun Tyler - I was always too cautious - still am
Jean - I'm sure I don't speak for myself when I say "Lean on Me" during life (I didn't know)
Dave - I think you are the world to them - just not the center - Incidentally - keep good notes - I'll need them soon

As far as the deeper, meaning of life type discussions you've been posting......In talking (typing) with Deb a few weeks ago about Katie, I suggested:

God has cast each of us in our own play and written a script for each one of us. He is the producer and director. For some of us he wrote a comedy, for some a suspenseful thriller, for some a love story, for some a horror story, and for some a drama, or more than likely a combination of several of these. He knows the entire script from beginning to end. He does allow us opportunities to improvise with our lines and movements at times (free will) but he already knows what improvisations we will make. Our plays begin and end as one-act plays, but include hundreds of other characters along the way. He does not give us the authority to direct another's play, and if we walk on their stage or they invite us onto their stage - it is not dumb luck or a coincidence or sheer chance.....It's the director calling us to stage......and when our part is over....he calls us off stage and leaves the main character - each one of us - to our next act.

Singed,
In the Middle

7 comments:

definition of dysfunction said...

huh...commenting on my own post...anyway the time of post is off by an hour....it was actually posted at 11:46....I want credit for spending an hour and 45 minutes with my brothers and sisters!

Anonymous said...

who is singed?

definition of dysfunction said...

See...it was late....and thanks for the paint chip? in the mail Toad.

Anonymous said...

It is actually a sample of what you could do with your countertops.
Pretty isn't it?

definition of dysfunction said...

Rich,
nice blog. Thanks for the senttence on which part of the world I am. Makes sense.

Dave

definition of dysfunction said...

Jim's gold turlenec made the rounds! Jim is wearing the same turtlenec in the prior year's picture.

Dave

Zach said...

I like the play metaphor


-Zachary Broder Johnston