Month: March 2014
The burning black of anger swelling,
Fear enlisted through hate.
The ending point of bulls in motion,
A twisted reprobate.
Forecasting notions of broken dreams,
Swirling convictions aloft.
Becoming the aftermath of rising tides,
A travesty begot.
In the darkness whispered dealings,
Of traitors birthing pain.
Destroying the surplus slaughtering the lamb,
Conjoining this world up in flame.
I am a fan of protests, although never actually having participated in one myself I really respect those who are willing to peacefully advertise our opinions in this nation. I think that it is important to be able to go out and give your statement, whether or not anyone does anything about it.
But why is it that more often than not, peaceful protests turn into this violent and angry thing that gets both sides of the fence completely raged? I grew up in a house with siblings who would argue a point to death, but we never got into a violent rage match about it.
To me, I think a protest should be something enjoyable – a way to state your thoughts in a loud and friendly way – not in anger and hate. I like the ones where they tie themselves to the trees to keep them from being cut down, showing how much they love life without actually doing anything to hurt those that are there to destroy it.
In Albuquerque this weekend there was a peaceful protest staged in regard to the number of people who have been killed by the police in the past couple of years – which happens to be 23, but I think the protest only really got started because of the most recent case where a mentally ill man was shot to death.
This protest, as many do, got completely out of hand and protesters threw rocks at officers, one of whom ended up injured and led to the cops having to tear gas the group. And what was the foreseen resolution here? A peaceful protest is one thing, but when the protesters actually start hate-mongering by throwing rocks and things like that they are only giving the cops a reason to shut it down.
I could never take a protester seriously who has to take his argument to the next level through violence. That to me negates the whole purpose and makes me think that they aren’t there for any type of peaceful resolution but rather to cause mayhem and disruption. And those are the people whose opinion doesn’t matter to me, if you are willing to casts stones at the people in authority in this nation you should be behind bars.
I can honestly say that when I see animals get hit by cars, even if I have heard cool interesting things about their innards, I never ever consider going over and chopping them open. I think that is borderline creepy….
But lucky for this baby porcupine I wasn’t witness to it’s mother’s demise! A man, Jared Buzzell, who was out mushroom hunting saw a momma porcupine get hit by a vehicle and having heard that porcupine tummies have some kind of a unique mineral, he cut her open.
And voila! Instead of a mineral, he found a baby porcupine! He massaged it back to life and became a little porcupine hero. This definitely falls under my strange but wonderful animal stories!
Does that mean every animal who gets hit should be cut open just in case? I wonder how many baby animals would be saved every year by checking fresh corpses…sooo weird.
Referenced Article – Man does C-section on dead porcupine, saves baby
In Sunday School we are still going through the Proverbs and this week was interesting to me in the aspects of what we give of ourselves. We went over Proverbs 11 but this is the passage we really focused on –
Proverbs 11:24 One man gives freely, yet gains even more; another withholds unduly, but comes to poverty.
The obvious thought that comes to play with this passage is if you have $$$ you should be willing to share it with those that don’t, that is one way to really bless others who will appreciate it down the road. But there is more to it than that.
We all don’t have Money. Money is a lucrative thing and most of us spend our time trying to get more and don’t even catch the real things that we should be striving for, but that isn’t the message here, I am just getting side-tracked…SQUIRREL.
We may not all have money but everyone has a gift. A gift that can be shared with others, that can benefit others, and make them feel good, feel loved. It is our job as Christians to pass the love of Jesus on in any way we can. We scatter our seeds (gifts) and in the act of doing so, blessings come back to us.
For example, I share of myself every single day in attempt to raise by children in the way of the Lord. Yeah, I am fail a lot of times and that is OK, but sometimes I nail it. Like when I tell my daughter that we should share with one another because Jesus shared everything he had with us and then ten minutes later I see her sharing one of her special toys with her brother Nicolas. It just warms my soul to see things like that passed on.
On the other side of that however is what happens to those of us who are selfish with the gifts that we have. We can hoard away all of these things and what you will end up with is rot in your soul. Bitterness and resentment for the things that you didn’t gain when in all actuality if you had shared your special gifts you could have seen the fruit of that come back twice fold.
At the end of the day, or your life, would you rather have an abundance stored up inside of yourself or an entire generation of people who know the love of Christ through your gift giving? For me, it is obvious and that is why everyday that I get the blessing of waking up I give everything that I possibly can of myself to others – within reason of course. 🙂