The grass is greener...

As soon as I jumped the fence into the other yard I realized I wasn't even in the right neighborhood...

Where did we come from?  Intelligent design?  Primordial Soup?  Creation?  Big Bang?  I could tell you how we got here but I think the more pressing matter is that we spend our time here wisely.

Typically, if an idea or person is embraced by the majority of the general public it's probably wrong.  

And with a touch of sarcasm...

 ... seriously these stimulus checks we are getting are not meant to boost the economy...I think the checks are just Mr. President's way of apologizing before he leaves.  After the past 8 years I'm sure he wants to leave on a good note.  Besides... it's not like he will have to pay back the billions borrowed to put those checks in our hand... that's the next lucky candidates problem.  Meanwhile whoever said money can't buy love obviously never got a stimulus check from my pal W.  It almost makes up for everything!  Hail to the Chief.

Guess what? You just got blogged.

alsdfj

If I could stop a thought before it was gone I'd have something to write about today.  So I decided to take a look at someone else's thoughts.

 It is wonderful how much time good people spend fighting the devil.  If they would only expend the same amount of energy loving their fellow men, the devil would die in his own tracks of ennui.

Helen Keller

Oprah

Must be stopped.  Just say NOPRAH!   

Have you even noticed?

This time of year wild flowers cover the grassy patches on the sides of the highway and fill the medians with colors that otherwise would not be found there in our other seasons.  They are beautifully alive.  They are bright and bold.  They are true... 

But they don't really make a difference.  They can't change the world.  Traffic never picks up because of them... Gas prices don't come down... They can't end the war...  Not even their colors can slow global warming... They haven't the cure for disease... Their loveliness is no remedy for poverty... No aroma from them will secure our economy...No flower alludes death.  In fact, they will be gone in a matter of days.  They are a fleeting glimpse into the creativity of the author.  Today we might notice them, but then we will not notice them.  We will forget them.

However, for a moment, I noticed them.  I saw them.  I really loved them.  I couldn't help but smile knowing that creation has taken place right before me as a testimony to the Creator.  For a moment, though that moment has passed,  I saw Him.  

I may never end a war or cure cancer.  I may never feed the hungry or lead a revolution.  I may never save a life.  But before my moment on this earth has come to pass I will be a testimony to the Creator.  If only one slows to see the miracle of my creation, though it is here and gone in a instant, I have changed the world. 

But my dreams...

But my dreams they aren't as empty

As my conscious seems to be...

A person cannot change the world.  Not even the world around them.  But a dream has the power to the shake the very core of the earth itself.  Those who would live for a dream, would die for a dream.  They will be regarded as world changers.  

As it is man's very nature to sin against God, he would fail to bring life to this world.  But a dream does not lust, nor does it hate.  It cannot be tempted, nor would it surrender.  We should not look to a man to free us, but instead dream.

I've not seen this hour in a while...

The best time to think is right in the middle of a thought. 

As sleep alludes me during this late hour I think of things to come.  But by the time I have finished my thought of things to come those things have come to pass.  And the things that have passed have become the past and the past is said and done.  The things that were said and the things that were done will shape the things to come.

It's hard to say what it is I see...

What if a colony of fire ants was living in  my stomach without me ever being aware of them... until one day they all tried to climb out of my mouth at the same time and choked me?  I thought it happened for a second.  

Everyone comes and goes as they please.  One would go after fame.  Another after money.  One after lust.  One would try to fill himself with food.  One would seek happiness.  Another simplicity.  Some would wander and some minds would actually plot destruction.  Still some would thirst for power.  One would long for friends and good times.  Even more one would raise a family.  One would hope to leave a mark.  Some try for the spirit, other the flesh.  Some actually already dead even while they draw breath.

He would only call those who would seek Him.