A New Religion

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Duck Dynasty is my favorite program. I like it because the characters are real and don’t care what I think when they say something or do something. If they believe something is true or good, they say it or practice it.

The controversy over Phil Robertson’s comment regarding homosexuality shows me that A&E is a new religion practicing in America.  I looked up the definition of religion and found there are several. One of them is this,  a “pursuit or interest to which someone ascribes supreme importance: consumerism is the new religion.” The Arts and Entertainment network is pushing their religion on those of us who watch their programs. Without realizing it, they are apostles for gayism, political correctness, and diversity.  They claim to have corporate values which they pretend to live up to, but what they are doing is no different from the Jehovah’s Witness who knocks on your door and tries to convince you that what they believe is the one true way to achieve redemption.

The writing on the wall became clear about a week ago when they chastised Phil Robertson for using the word Jesus in his prayers. A&E claimed Jesus is offensive to Muslims. Well no shit big boys, but why would you care? Why would any true Muslim watch a program based on Christian values? Most likely, if they do watch it is to learn new ways to kill Christians and Jews. So A&E is for Muslims but they are against Christians. How is this showing diversity?

It is okay to watch programs based on gays but not programs based on Christian values and heterosexuality. By choosing gays over heterosexuality A&E openly espouses their religion and pushes it on us.

My guess is that the big guys at A&E are all Muslim gays. I am in total agreement with Phil Robertson’s statement that he cannot see why any man would prefer an anus to a vagina. I guess you must be gay to understand that. So A&E is decidedly pro-gay and anti Christian which is another mockery of their diversity policy. If A&E were truly interested in diversity they would abandon their crappy Progressive policy and embrace the Bill of Rights of the United States Constitution. Instead they have walked all over the First Amendment which assures us the right of free speech and religion. They have denied Robertson of both.

A&E lost me as a viewer and that is sad, because I will now have to  give up watching Duck Dynasty, at least until they move to a network worthy of their popularity.

A Collection of Miscellany

1. 

Pfizer Corp. announced today that Viagra will soon be available in liquid form, and will be marketed by Pepsi Cola as a power beverage suitable for use as a mixer.

 It will now be possible for a man to literally pour himself a stiff one.  Obviously we can no longer call this a soft drink, and it gives new meaning to the names of “cocktails”, “highballs” and just a good old-fashioned “stiff  drink”.

 Pepsi will market the new concoction by the name of: MOUNT & DO.

 Thought for the day: There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra today than on Alzheimer’s research.

 This means that by 2040, there should be a large elderly population

with perky boobs and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them.

 2. 

NEW PASSWORD ATTEMPTS

    roses  “Sorry, too few characters.” 

  pretty roses , “Sorry, you must use at least one numerical character.” 

  1 pretty rose  “Sorry, you cannot use blank spaces.” 

  1prettyrose  “Sorry, you must use at least 10 different characters.” 

  1fuckingprettyrose  “Sorry, you must use at least one upper case character.” 

  1FUCKINGprettyrose  “Sorry, you cannot use more than one upper case character consecutively.” 

  1FuckingPrettyRose  “Sorry, you must use no fewer than 20 total characters.” 

  1FuckingPrettyRoseShovedUpYourAssIfYouDon’tGiveMeAccessRightFuckingNow.  “Sorry, you cannot use punctuation.” 

  1FuckingPrettyRoseShovedUpYourAssIfYouDontGiveMeAccessRightFuckingNow 

  “Sorry, that password is already in use.”

3. 

Mujibar was trying to get a job in India . 

The Personnel Manager said, ‘Mujibar, 

You have passed all the tests, except one.

 It is a simple test of your English language skills 

Unless you pass it, you cannot qualify for this job.’ 

Mujibar said, ‘I am ready.’ 

The manager said,  “You must make a sentence using the words Yellow, Pink,and Green .’ 

 Mujibar thought for a few minutes and said, ‘Mister manager, I am ready.’  

 The manager said, ‘Go ahead.’ 

Mujibar said,  ‘The telephone goes green, green,  And I pink it up, and say, 

Yellow, this is Jeremy.’ 

Mujibar now works at a call center.  No doubt you have spoken to him.

4. 

Subject: Priest

 At a hospital in Washington, DC, an elderly priest was spending the last hours of his fruitful life. For years he had faithfully served the people of the nation’s capital and was well known among the elected officials.

 He motioned for his nurse to come near.  

“Yes, Father?” said the nurse. 

“I would really like to see President Obama and Senator Reid before I die,” whispered the priest.  

“I’ll see what I can do, Father, replied the nurse.  

 The nurse sent the request to The President and Reid and waited for a response. Soon the word arrived–President Obama and Harry Reid would be 

delighted to visit the priest.  

As they went to the hospital, Obama commented to Reid, “I don’t know why the old priest wants to see us, but it will certainly help our images.”    

Reid agreed that it was a good thing.  

When they arrived at his room, the priest took Reid’s hand in his right hand and Obama’s hand in his left.  

There was silence and a look of serenity on the old priest’s face. 

 Finally Obama spoke.

“Father, of all the people you could have chosen, why did you choose us to

 be with you as you near the end?”  

The old priest slowly replied, “I have always tried to pattern my life after our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.”  

“Amen,” said Obama. 

“Amen,” said Reid.  

The old priest continued, “Jesus died between two thieves; I would like to do the same.” 

5.

AMAZING IMPOSSIBILITIES.  DID YOU KNOW THIS?

A.  You can’t count your hair.

B.  You can’t wash your eyes with soap.

C.  You can’t breathe when your tongue is out.

D.  Put your tongue back in your mouth, sure you can still breathe, you fool.

E.  Ten (10) Things I know about you.

1) You are reading this.

2) You are human.

3) You can’t say the letter ”P” without separating your lips.

4) You just attempted to do it. You are an idiot!

6) You are laughing at yourself,

7) You have a smile on your face and you skipped No. 5.

8) (You just checked to see if there is a No. 5.)

9) ) You laugh at this because you are a fun loving person & everyone does it too.

10) You are probably going to send this to see who else falls for it.

F.  You have received this e-mail because I didn’t want to be alone in the

idiot fool category.

“Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.”

6.

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Click on the picture to get a personal message from Obama

 I wanted to let you know that earlier today I received my 

“Obamacare enrollment packet” from the White House. 

It contained:

 · An aspirin and a band-aid.

· An ‘Obama Hope & Change’ bumper sticker

· A ‘Bush’s Fault’ yard sign

· A ‘Blame Republicans first, then anybody and everybody’  poster

· A ‘Tax the Rich’ banner

· An application for unemployment and a free cellphone

· An application for food stamps

· A prayer rug

· A letter assigning my debt to my grandchildren

· And lastly, a coupon for a machine that blows smoke up my ass.  

 

7.A senior citizen said to his eighty-year old buddy: ‘So I hear you’re getting married?”Yep!”Do I know her?”Nope!”This woman, is she good looking?’

‘Not really.’

‘Is she a good cook?’

‘Naw, she can’t cook too well.’

‘Does she have lots of money?’

‘Nope! Poor as a church mouse.’

‘Well, then, is she good in bed?’

‘I don’t know.’

‘Why in the world do you want to marry her then?’

‘Because she can still drive!’

8.

A man was telling his neighbor, ‘I just bought a new hearing aid. It cost me four thousand dollars,

but it’s state of the art. It’s perfect.’

‘Really,’ answered the neighbor. ‘What kind is it?’

‘Twelve thirty.’

9..

Morris, an 82 year-old man, went to the doctor to get a physical.

A few days later, the doctor saw Morris walking down the street with a gorgeous young woman on his arm.

A couple of days later, the doctor spoke to Morris and said, ‘You’re really doing great, aren’t you?’

Morris replied, ‘Just doing what you said, Doc: ‘Get a hot mamma and be cheerful.”

The doctor said, ‘I didn’t say that.. I said, ‘You’ve got a heart murmur; be careful.’

10.

A little old man shuffled slowly into an ice cream parlour and pulled himself slowly, painfully, up onto a stool…

After catching his breath, he ordered a banana split.

The waitress asked kindly, ‘Crushed nuts?’

‘No,’ he replied, ‘Arthritis.’

11.

A Couple in their nineties are both having problems remembering things. During a check-up, the doctor tells them that they’re physically okay, but they might want to start writing things down to help them remember ..

Later that night, while watching TV, the old man gets up from his chair. ‘Want anything while I’m in the kitchen?’ he asks.

‘Will you get me a bowl of ice cream?’

‘Sure.’

‘Don’t you think you should write it down so you can remember it?’ she asks.

‘No, I can remember it.’

‘Well, I’d like some strawberries on top, too. Maybe you should write it down, so as not to forget it?’

He says, ‘I can remember that. You want a bowl of ice cream with strawberries.’

‘I’d also like whipped cream. I’m certain you’ll forget that, write it down?’ she asks.

Irritated, he says, ‘I don’t need to write it down, I can remember it! Ice cream with strawberries and whipped cream – I got it, for goodness sake!’

Then he toddles into the kitchen. After about 20 minutes, the old man returns from the kitchen and hands his wife a plate of bacon and eggs. She stares at the plate for a moment.

‘Where’s my toast?”

Is There a Heaven?

I’m ashamed to admit I finally finished reading a book this year. It is March, and by now I should have several reads under my belt. The Lord must have wanted me to begin with the book I finally chose. It is strange how this book came to me. Last week we visited friends in another town nearby. We  were three couples. During the course of the visit the three guys became one group and the women another. It was a beautiful time.

Yesterday, I noticed  strange book on the coffee table. I picked it up and read the title, Heaven Is For Real. That intrigued me. I asked Peg if she knew where it came from. Our friend Carol gave it to her the day we visited with them last week. I began reading and could not put it down.  This is a true story written about the medical emergency experience of a four-year old boy and his family. The story has been on the New York Times non-fiction best seller list for 119 weeks.  The author is the boy’s father Todd Burpo a minister from a small town in western Nebraska.

The story is amazing and I found myself wanting to hear more. As I said above, I couldn’t put the book down until I finished it.  Granted it is short, only 162 pages, but I don’t have that kind of interest often. Usually I can only read thirty pages a day.

If you have ever questioned the existence of heaven like I have you must read this book. If you have ever wondered what heaven is like, you must read this book. If you are an atheist or an agnostic you should read this book it will challenge your belief about God and heaven.

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The Gift-Part 8-Birthday Party

The Gift-Part 8-Birthday Party

Morty’s tiny house glowed with the tree and the nativity. The birds sang in anticipation of the party. Morty and Rabbit danced a circle around the room.

“My friends Max, and Gracie are coming to celebrate,” he said. “They will be late. Gracie is with Ben, and Max is with Jenna. They must stay until the kids say their prayers, and are asleep.

When the guardian angels knew their kids were dreaming of sugarplums and fairies, they slipped away to Morty’s house.

Max and Gracie arrived with their halos turned on, and shining brightly. Their angel wings glowed and fluttered when they saw Connie for the first time.

“Wow, what a beautiful tree,” they said. “Jesus will love you Connie.”

“I have a new tradition to share with you,” said Morty.

“What is it?”

“It is called breaking bread.” Morty gave Max and Gracie each a slice of unleavened bread He held his own piece up and stood in front of Gracie.

“Hold your bread up like I am doing.”

“Like this?”

“Yes.” Morty pinched a piece of Gracie’s bread and said, “I wish you peace.” He tore another piece and wished her love.

“Now you do the same and make your own wishes for me.”

Gracie followed his example.

“What a beautiful tradition. Where did you learn this?”

“On my last visit to heaven, Brad, Ben, and Jenna’s Grandma showed me. She asked me to keep the tradition going in her family.”

The three angels shared wishes for each other. Each of them broke bread from the other, and made a wish with each piece.

When the bread was all gone, they made one final wish.

“Merry Christmas.”

Without another word, Morty, Gracie, and Max, knelt quietly before the crèche, the birds, and the rabbit at their sides.

They said prayers for their children, for peace in the world, and for goodwill toward all men!

The End . . . MERRY CHRISTMAS BLOGGING FRIENDS

The Gift-Part 7-Final Touches

The Gift-Part 7-Final Touches

“Be careful with the tinsel, said Morty. “Hang each strand carefully. I don’t want Connie to look like the nest in the top branches.”

Morty placed a shiny gold ornament into the nest. As Red, Chick, and Spare hung the tinsel they chirped Silent Night. When the last strand was in place, they landed on Morty’s curl and admired their creation. Connie was an outstanding gift to the Baby Jesus on His birthday. Morty turned on the lights, and Connie came to life.

“I feel so wonderful,” said Connie, “you made me look beautiful. I hope Baby Jesus likes me.”

Morty handed the rabbit a bright red cloth, “put this around the tree stand to add the final touch.” Rabbit dragged the red cloth under Connie’s boughs where he had spent so many nights out of harms way, and worked the cover around the base.

“We have to put up the nativity next.” Morty pulled a small table to the tree. He wanted the nativity to be next to Connie where all of his friends would see it. Rabbit wiped the table clean, and covered it with Morty’s best tablecloth. The birds waited nearby. Each had a figure, ready to place. Morty set the stable in place.

“Okay, now you can finish by putting the figures down.”

Each bird hovered gently with a figure in its beak, and lowered it to the table. They handled each Mary, Joseph, and Jesus and all of the characters of the scene with special care and gentleness.

Morty put the last tiny white lamb down, “here you are little Shepard.” The nativity was complete.

To be continued . . .