What are the most important things needed to live a good life?
I am going to sidestep the question of what a “good” life is and how do I know it is “good”.
Control what I can control! And do not worry about what is outside on my control. And what is that? Me! I can only answer for me and I can only make choices for me. I stand alone and only when I stand alone may I have a good life.
The unchurched refers to individuals who have not attended a religious service within the past six months or more, while the de-churched refers to individuals who were previously active in religious services but have discontinued attending regularly. Some may argue that the unchurched population is merely uninformed and that they need to come to know about God. In contrast, they claim that those who have disconnected from the church are simply going through wounds caused by past church experiences, better known as “church hurt.” Although some of this may hold true, the important issue is how we can connect the difference between perception and reality in order to grasp the needs and questions of those who are unchurched and “de-churched.”
Reaching the Unchurched and the De-churched
He’s keeping busy, yeah, he’s bleeding stones
With his machinations and his palindromes
It was anything but hear the voice
Anything but hear the voice
It was anything but hear the voice that says that we’re all basically alone
Poor Professor Pynchon had only good intentions when he
Put his Bunsen burners all away
And turning to a playground in a Petri dish
Where single cells would swing their fists at anything that looks like easy prey
In this nature show that rages every day
It was then he heard his intuition say
We were all basically alone
And despite what all his studies had shown
That what’s mistaken for closeness is just a case of mitosis
And why do some show no mercy while others are painfully shy?
Tell me doctor, can you quantify?
He just wants to know the reason why
The reason why
Why do they congregate in groups of four,
Scatter like a billion spores and let the wind just carry them away?
How can kids be so mean?
Our famous doctor tried to glean as he went home at the end of the day
In this nature show that rages every day
It was then he heard his intuition say
We were all basically alone
Despite what all his studies had shown
That what’s mistaken for closeness is just a case of mitosis
Sure fatal doses of malcontent through osmosis
And why do some show no mercy while others are painfully shy?
Tell me doctor, can you quantify
The reason why?
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Songwriters: Andrew Wegman Bird
Imitosis lyrics © Wegawam Music, Wegawam Music Co
What One May Promise.—One may promise actions, but no sentiments, for these are involuntary. Whoever promises to love or hate a person, or be faithful to him for ever, promises something which is not within his power; he can certainly promise such actions as are usually the results of love, hate, or fidelity, but which may also spring from other motives; for many ways and motives lead to one and the same action. The promise to love some one for ever is, therefore, really: So long as I love you I will act towards you in a loving way; if I cease to love you, you will still receive the same treatment from me, although inspired by other motives, so that our fellow-men will still be deluded into the belief that our love is unchanged and ever the same. One promises, therefore, the continuation of the semblance of love, when, without self-deception, one speaks vows of eternal love.
Friedrich Nietzsche, Human All Too Human, #58
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While I really appreciate all people who read, like, and follow this blog, I write for me. If it connects with you that is a bonus. I collect quotes and random ideas for me. Maybe one day I will look back on some of the posts and be inspired to write for an audience. But for today I write for me.
If you had to change your name, what would your new name be?
I have seriously thought of changing my name. It would be Max – the name of my material grandfather.
In the past I would have instantly answered with a “yes”. But experience has taught me that any relationship has two parts. Sometimes people give up or stop trying.
Soulmates are not discovered but are created by two people working hard.
Do you remember your favorite book from childhood?
Yes, I remember a picture book of the life of Jesus. I am not sure what happened to it.
I remember the feel and smell. Maybe my love of hardcover books started here? And I do remember the last page (and its very bad theology): Jesus waving good-bye from cloud.
a fool and his prayer book 