Suhnday’s thinks

Let this play in the background as you read,,,,,

Been pestered a time or two about “Get your’n arse to Church!!!”

Wellzzzz, y’all readers here know I am a regular church-goer, even if mine church doesn’t have four walls and a regular congregation.

My question is, ‘Does going to a building to be told about God, vs Sitting in a boat on the waters and holding a conversation WITH God, make me a better person?’    And it doesn’t matter if your version of God is Yehwah, Allah, Brahma, Universe, Is, etc etc etc etc,,,    If you are conversing with the ‘Almighty’, you are leagues ahead of those that must be TOLD, weekly, (3xdaily in Islam) about your beliefs.   Just my Opinion, mind you,,,,

So what if God doesn’t speak to me in words, or thoughts, The Conversation is most definitely two sided and there are, if not ‘reactions’ from the other side, there are influences that are percieved by me as input.    I was sitting there in the boat, near shore, just talking away, had my hands in the water, paddle resting across the coaming. just babbling away,,,    Suddenly, during a particular monologue,,, some fingerlings started nibbling on my fingertips,,,   Is that not some input into the conversation?    Yeah, some would say, ‘they were just eating the dead skin from your fingers,,,   just a natural thing.’    Ummm,,, sure,,,, ya haven’t seen the things I do for a living and that there is ZERO dead skin on my fingers,,,  Chances are, they are rubbed raw, not overly encumbered with excess skin,,,,  

short ‘church’ day, today.   Just a couple of miles on the local MIRROR GLASSS water of Cannon Creek,,, Don’t really like mirrored waters, but did just fine.   My anxieties are purt much defeated it seems. Compared to the tossy-turvy waters of yesterday, this was like sliding across ice.  Lots of sitting; mid-lake, shore line.   Even put in at a favorite spot for a soak of some sunshine while it was still out.   Cloud cover has moved in and while not grey gloomy overcast, there is a decided lack of hard sunlight here. 

Weekends are just way too short,,,, If I weren’t making a concerted effort to pay off the bills I accrued from Buffalo, I’d start taking the Fridays off again.   Not quite back in my comfort zone on the billings,,, Getting there, just not there yet,,,, (and I am probably ticking off some accountant with early payments and killing the principle with double payments,,,, )

I made mentions of a rabbit hole ‘most people suck’ in my earlier post.    Well, I do have that ‘when you are pointing your fingers, you’d better look at the three pointing back at YOU’ outlook, and I did some introspection in that direction while out on the water… Maybe its not that THEY suck, but that I am older, grumpier, and a WHOLE LOT more set in my ways (read as INTOLERANT) than I was 20-30 years ago.   SO,,, Is it that people suck or I am just that old “Get off My LAWN!” type now?   I guess the question answers itself, no?   LOL    That’s ok though,,, I do like me, have grown quite accustomed to my quarks, to include holding conversations with Katz and Dawgums (some of the best ones in experiance) and much prefer the honesty of young’uns and Pets over the posturing of other hamster-wheel occupants.    I only do the hamster wheel because I have yet to write off society as a whole.    Not saying I won’t, not saying I will, but the option is ALWAYS there in the back of my mind.  

Keep on livin’, laugh to rattle the window panes, and load up like the war starts tomorrow.

And keep talking to whatever higher power you believe in,,, he/she/it IS listening,,,,   Maybe if enough saner voices cried out, things would shift away from the progressive bullshit that has become so inundated in our lives.