OK, I admit it, I was almost a hippie. I lived through the Vietnamese war coverage, Timothy Leary, the Chicago riots during the convention, Abbie Hoffman, the Weatherman underground, and Frank Zappa. So when someone puts up a Facebook post the other day with a quote from Frank Zappa, I was intrigued.
First off I was able to make to church last night. Pastor told us that he fights off some degree of guilt because, as he said, "I know that the church has been called to pray, and Jesus himself said that my house will be called a house of prayer." He opened with this passage:
This was written, and I attempted to post it on Sunday, 1/15/12, but either the internet, or WordPress was having an issue so I am putting it up today. While some might say that the Lord did not want you to post it, another might say, that Satan did not want it posted. Roadblocks tend to make me more determined, and beside, you either have faith or not, and faith that I heard God's voice, tells me that he wanted me to put this up. So, buckle up and hang on.
I cannot seem to help it. I get so involved in passages of scripture or an intended study that I lose contact with the outside world. That is not necessarily a bad thing as most of world offers me nothing. Don't get me wrong, I love art, music, a good play, and of nature. But the soap opera of life just drags me down, and I really do not care who won the lousy ball game. That being said I decided to read the book of Acts, again.
Early one recent A.M. I was watching a program about people and their pets, specifically ferrets. There is something captivating about how animated they are. Attach a wrecking ball and they could destroy anything. They grab and hide everything. Strangely, while watching, I found myself analyzing whether or not I could fit all these quirks and demands into my life.
What does any of this have to do with hearing loss?