Your Blue Suede Shoes..

Everybody has a nice pair of shoes these days...at least in their own opinion. Everyone also has a right to self-appreciation and to desire appreciation from others. But, if one's individual right to desire appreciation or acknowledgement is not submitted to a mutual belief in something greater and more important than our own individual( or group right) right to appreciation, then individuals are likely to come into to conflict when seeking redress for any sense of offence or discourtesy affecting their blue suede shoes or their personal sense of self-appreciation at the car wash or gas station line. Education is to teach us this early and if we cannot learn to accept an apology after pointing out to a class mate or neighbour or fellow citizen or the someone that the someone scuffed our precious, treasured shoes and possibly our egos in the process, we may be led by unbridled and undisciplined passions to take our right to appreciation into our own hands. We are taught early to respect the teacher or Principal, the General, the Neighbourhood watch volunteer and the 911 operator or at least the rules of the pool on the swimming pool wall or the rules of the board game.  This is because everyone is involved. If you take matters into your  hands, disregarding that lovely teacher who taught you to respect the work of others( keeping your eyes on your paper), you may end up refusing to respect other people's vehicles, homes, computers and privacy since you didn't really submit to, digest or comprehend the royal law. You went to trade school for this reason because you refused to respect your neighbour's test. Don't blame that Baptist teacher now for being racist to your Whitish West Indian Immigrant family. How do you behave now?  How many homes have you broken into as a paid and promoted fisherman with an official seal on your hook?  Did you know a loaded fishhook can kill people and also fish? How many people have to die to keep you in a job?  Forgive yourself.  There are some black immigrants whose children became accountants and school principals and who were trusted with the choir gowns in the end if you didn't notice. Now, your daughter is a hard working mother and no one doubts this but she wants soo much appreciation for her hard work that she just seeks attention for this hard work in the wrong way..much like you did...asking the local mechanic to put her panties in the new repair that a citizen has ordered and who does not know anything about this daughter but does not deny she probably works hard as a mother. But, he has his own family, wishes to be left alone, does not know anything about her and wishes she could stop asking the whole entire city to acknowledge she is a hard working mother with her underwear put in repairs by paying the mechanics $500.00 so that she can feel close to someone or something. Rejecting the fathers of her own children should be enough evidence and the world is just tired of such vermin that works against the basic premise of civil society. Everyone wishes this whorish, self-rejecting, evil mothering of children well. This is not unlike your good and faithful son, a selfish parishioner or Deacon who cheated on his fiance with a pretty girl who practices the I-Ching and is then told that the child of the I-Ching practioner is his. But, he can't believe it since his fiance was not impregnated after three years of puncturing holes in condoms but she took the morning after pill and the I-ching practioner just wanted him to be thankful with the child but he could not believe it was his. He failed where Joseph succeeded and to avoid paying child support, he said the child stopped breathing in his arms. He wanted to be appreciated as a good father in the church but failed to realise that Elijah literally raised a fatherless child; one that he did not conceive. You never know the journey of faith that the Lord has designed for you but maybe he wants to break something in your emotions while you just show thankfulness for involvement in a child's life before you can glory in your own flesh scoring that basket. Either way, whether the child is your seed or not, He is God's child and it is your simple honour to participate in God's glory; not your own. Maybe the child was conceived immaculately. Would you have killed Jesus in the crib with your self-doubt?