Friday, April 06, 2007
let me introduce you to the characters in the show
Did you hear about the guy who was arrested after cops discovered he had hidden marijuana in an Easter rabbit? They dubbed the rabbit.........wait for it.................true story............Peter Pot-tintail. Sigh.
<--Our temps are fricking cold--and yes, that's a meteorological term, thank you very much. Two days ago it was 78, now it's 28 degrees. I was so wrapped up from head to toe when we walked last night that I felt like a Muslim chick.
I don't know how he got Mr. G's name and address, but some religious "nut" keeps sending him all sorts of pamphlets and xeroxed notes underscoring the evils of the world. I finally sat down yesterday and wrote them a letter, telling them to remove our name from their list, as I felt God was more concerned with what was in our hearts than whether or not we wore our sleeves "no shorter than three quarter lengths." God save me from people like this.
He sent several pages that discusses how we shouldn't wear gold or silver jewelry, not even wedding rings, but "man says a watch with a plain band" is acceptable. I'm thinking he must be a Jehovah's Witness because he rambles on and on about the evilness of commercialized Christmas, sending cards and decorating the Christmas tree. They refuse to even say the word "Christmas." He talks about how women should be silent in Church and if they want to know anything, they should wait till they get home and ask their husband. Oy. I'm guessing this dude is a joy to be around.
My favorite little "insert" is the one that says, "When sinners marry, do you believe that they are joined together by God? As most all holiness people believe, because of mis-interpretation of God's Word. Sinners and their marriage vows Mean Absolutely Nothing to God, for God heareth not sinners." Well, then. If we follow through with that line of thinking then I guess there's not one person on Earth that God DOES hear, since we're ALL sinners. I hate it when people start quoting bullshit from the Old Testament as if those rules apply to today. We don't all work in the vineyards or grind our own wheat or fish for our own food, so why should we be expected to follow the rules from centuries ago? It seems like so many of these little Scriptural
enclosures deal with all the things we're not supposed to do: don't wear jeans, don't go to the beauty parlor or wear make up, don't have pictures of ourselves in our own homes, don't go hunting or fishing, don't wear form fitting clothing or decorative pins, beads, etc. blah blah blah ad naseum. I *hope* and *pray* that God is not as bogged down in all these ridiculous details as man seems to be.