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Sunday 3 January 2016

Every body knows there's a soap opera on tv every day.

Every body knows there's a soap opera on tv every day.  Also, there is a lot of other stuff that you will carry with you emotionally for the week or possibly a little longer. The old lady in church will tell you that the spiritual barometer in the hymnal or the stained glass window is measuring your spiritual temperature; that is whether you are hot this week or cold. The Lord prefers that you be hot and not luke warm or that you would be cold and get the !!$%$#(is it blessed?) out of the charade of true faith or is there something else suitable for people who are trying to assimilate a 40 year old virgin who never...you know?  But, you can always come back next week or tomorrow and decide to be truly hot. He desires that all should be saved and that none should perish. Are you perishing?  Did you get the zombie sex disease at a coffee shop yet in your $2.35 late' or did someone break in to your locker at the gym and spit in your water bottle while you were in the shower? Anyway,  the old lady watched the soap opera and maybe something else on the spicy food channel; spicy! Who knows what the choir director did at lunch with her ex husband just before her new husband picked her up three hours later at the metro station.  You decided that your mind is your temple like a lot of other people and you enjoy chess, friendships and socializing. You have a smart phone like everybody else and in this generation, you may have been videoed with a fiance during your old fashioned betrothal in a hotel room like millions of other people.  But, it seems that the hotel videographer will try to cut your life in two if you do not make him comfortable by joining his "passtime" voyeur club.  He thinks you make him feel judged.  Did you know a betrothal in true and traditional Judaeo-Christian culture entitled you to conjugal relations? Did you know Isaac, Abraham's son, was a forty year old virgin?
But, all of us are like sheep ready for the slaughter, the weary, burdened and heavy ladened( see Matthew 11:28-30). Those who come to the altar every Sunday to receive the sacrifice and ceremonial shedding of blood for their sins are in need of the great physician( Matthew 9:12) since all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.  They may have been in need of money (in the year 1914 or 2014) and had sex for cash to feed their children but ate formaldehyde to save the cash they so desperately need instead of buying alcohol or acetaminophen.  Maybe they turned sex for cash into a tradition or a rights of passage in some cultures after the year 1911.  But, in the end nobody goes to church for anything but grace if all have sinned; right? If all have sinned, then in spite of having a worshipful smart phone that is used as an electronic bible and while respecting a mind as a temple of the living God, you should not feel judgement when you enter your local church but community like that century old church in Virginia.  This is because everybody is short on being perfect but long on being fallible as in getting it wrong some how once a day. Being unwilling to apologize to people as the most pristine church organist who irons the sheets every day and who sprays lysol(ddt pesticide) on all the carpets and in the fridge is an example of fallible, proud and selfish but well meaning in terms of defending the imperfection that drives your soul.  It could have been that imperfect childhood experience where your parents did not put underwear on you and let you walk around semi clad in front of  the visitors and they may have hugged you or uh lifted you up or maybe they did touch you up and this is what you recall. You are still letting people touch you up now as a stripper or you are an accountant but you go to parties to get a touch up and you get so angry afterwards. You don't have a husband and you abuse anyone who shows you a genuine care. You are the one who invites them over because you like them but then you try to hurt them as a surrogate outlet upon whom you wish to visit your angry and desire for revenge on the person or people you hold responsible for your lack of self respect at 43. But, you can buy all the underwear you want now and you can put them now if you want. You can be your own perfect mother or father now and it helps if you get of the cycle of what is now self victimization. But, it takes forgiveness to achieve this. You don't need to blame your parents any longer because they blame themselves. Now, if you were hurt. Maybe they were hurt once. Maybe they hurt when you put your disease in their food. Maybe they have already confessed their sin and received forgiveness so that they can save money by letting go of the cigarettes and the alcohol they used to consume to dull the anger they had with how they may have failed you or were too busy being drunk to dull the anger they had about their parents who made them have sex for cash and who sold them for a day to some gay people so that you could it.  Forgive and end the cycle. It's a good thing that you are coming to church but do not try and change the way people feel if they have not taken the grace you have taken and as such, do not have your disease. Everybody needs cash and maybe they sell old androids with good motivators on Ebay.  its a really good joke to see an Indian from Bangalore say "mo fo" with a south Asian accent; so funny! Everybody do the dance and can the voyeur let us just have girlfriends or betrothals and in the end, they can invade our privacy 24 hours a day with the Who's APP that asks for all of your information, location, photos, videos, recordings and access to the texts and emails in your smart device; I don't know what is going on but if you let us have girlfriends, than you have more voyeur material and if you own the hotel, then you have more weddings and bookings with voyeur material when we have girlfriends and wives; comprende? Some people have no taste for soap operas and would prefer the X-files.  The spicy, zombie diseased late' for $2.35 is certainly an X-file.            

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