Loading ...To say that the last few years has been difficult for me is an understatement. I’ve lost everything, gained it back, lost it again, gained it back only to lose it all over again.
I have struggled to find meaning behind all these losses. Was it karma? Was I cursed? Was it the punishment of an unjust God? There have been moments when I’ve been despondent, and the people at the suicide hotline knew me by name. I’ve had moments of relief, but rarely in the past few years have I experienced any real joy.
I’ve sought to fill the void in various ways, and have come to realise that my efforts to fill the void in my life have been going on for a lot longer than just the past few years. Lately I’ve turned back to spiritual seeking, in the hopes that it would give me the peace and stability that I need in my life. But the heathen Gods I have worshipped aren’t gods of peace and comfort, and have done more to disrupt my life than heal it.
I was beginning to think there was no place to turn, but now I realise the answer was in front of me all along. I’m blessed to have a Christian family who could, with patience, lead me in the direction I needed to go, and teach me that the void in my life could be filled by only one thing. Jesus Christ.
I now have the joy I’ve sought for so long, and the peace that comes with knowing I’m heaven-bound, and I encourage my friends and readers to just take a chance. Let Jesus into your lives and you can be saved too.
I know that many of you are sinners, just like me, but you can be cleansed of your sins and be whole again. Amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wrench like me. You can read through my blog and see just how sinful I’ve been in my life, but today, on this glorious Sunday, I’ve been saved from those sins and now I walk with the Lord, and I hope the Lord blesses each and every one of you. May His light shine into your lives as it has shone into mine. I am at peace, thank you Jesus, I am saved.
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I’m not a fan of Damascus road conversions.
Is this for real?
April fucking Fools!
No Pagan Deities were harmed during the posting of this blog. In fact, beloved Mercurius is all for the April Fools joke.
I did not, however, expect R the P to be taken in.
I once knew someone who said of her girlfriend “I could not be with her if she didn’t accept Jesus as her personal Lord and Saviour.”
I said, “Well, that’s fucking ridiculous.”
But then upon second thought (or second thoughts as they say in England), I realized “I couldn’t be with someone who DID accept Jesus Christ as their personal Lord and Saviour.”
So I wished them well in their Lesbian Lord Worship.
I did find myself wondering how many readers I might lose if they took this post seriously. Even more frightening was wondering how many (and what kind) I might gain.
I also realised the whole post started out pretty dire, but hey, to be convincing it had to be delivered with a straight face. And I figure you at least have to try and find humor in even the most dire of circumstances, so there ya go.
I haven’t gotten god all of a sudden. And despite the fact that I’m here in hicksville, I’m NOT leading a joyless existence.
I’m sorry if I worried anyone, but I had one helluva prank pulled on me at around 8 this morning (involving rainbows, unicorns and PINK glitter). I had to get the foolishness out of my system.
Lesbian Lord Worship. Is that Lesbians worshipping the Lord, or worshipping a Lesbian Lord. I could go for that last one, at least until the Lesbian Lord tried to move in with me. Then I’d have to find a different Lord.
Ha ha ha!
Rainbows, Unicorns, and Pink Glitter!
You once had a fantastic post about what would happen at your funeral (which apparently made some of your England mates leave the Shattered Prayer in a fit of pique) in which you said that your mother would bury you in a pink dress “because it was your favorite.”
Well, now I know how we’ll have to decorate the coffin.
I don’t care how you decorate my coffin. I’ll be dead. And mercifully so if I’m lying in a box decorated with unicorns, rainbows and pink glitter.
I should have not responded so soon. I should have just let it go on to see if you got a ton of Christians to the site hailing your Pio Nono Conversion. The Reporter would check back in and take credit for your change of heart.
Oh well. Maybe a year from now.
I too thought “Hey, the Reporter’ll like this”.
But I was also worried that April Fools Day would be unknown in the Netherlands, and Bas would never visit us again.
By the way, has anyone seen the Chocolate Jesus?
http://abcnews.go.com/US/wireStory?id=2995872&CMP=OTC-RSSFeeds0312
Dammit, the first Jesus I could really get into worshipping (What a eucharist!) and the Catholics have to go and spoil it.
According to Wikipedia (Trust but Verify) they do have April Fools in the Netherlands. But the Dutch are so April Fools savvy that they don’t believe anything reported on April 1, as witnessed by this story.
Radio 538 awarded a select group of listeners who would come with their bags packed on April 1 to a train station in Rotterdam, a major city in the Netherlands, with a weekend trip to a yet-to-be-revealed destination. Only three people showed up at the event.
Apparently Alba lost his glasses in the Netherlands on April 1 as well.
So thats where Bas is today. Hiding from all the April Fools revelry.
He, he… To true!! 1 April! Alva verliest zijn bril… Bril = Glasses = the city of Den Briel.. Famous defeat of a spanish oppressor. Still we celebrate. With white bread and raw salted herring.
But hey, we Dutch celebrate anything!
And it doesn’t matter which rock you hide under, Che. We’ll find you!
It was a GREAT prank though
You fooled Google big time..
Look at those adds!
Mojo, who is sequestered away doing his fussretation (thanks for the new word, BlackBerry) has not looked at the interweb for days. I told him about this post, though, and he thought it hilarious.
Well, Bas, the English still celebrate that Protestant wind that helped them defeat the Spanish Armada. That ancient Catholic power certainly knew how to raise some ire.
Of course most people in the US have no idea that Spain was once a superpower or even Catholic. They don’t even know about the Spanish Inquisition.
But as we all know, no one expects to know about the Spanish Inquisition!
I did fool google! Haha!
Fussretation is a very apt word for what Mojo is working on.
Oh no, no, NO!!!
:hushed:
Dwnt mntn tw Spwnsh Inqwssn!
Before you know it, they’ve fussretatized all your garden gnomes!
O and yeah.. The Dutch have been splattered by Germans, French and Spanish hoodlums.. Love that word.. Hoodlum.
The Brits? Mmm we fought a couple of times in 16somethings.. Over trade routes. What else.
There’s a great series in a magazine i get. It’s about letters sent in those days by common people to loved ones all around the globe. Good pratice by the Brits back then was to retain all post messages. And they were all stored in archives. And they just now come to light again.
It’s amazing to hear all those day-to-day stories from back then. General concern was mostly about whether the recipiant was still alive. And who had all died on the writers’ end.
Talk about shattered payers..
Say hi to Mojo, Richard! Best of luck to him.
Taking a few minutes’ break from the incredible stress…
Thanks for the laughs and well wishes, everyone. Wish me as much luck as possible. I will need it all.
Yay! Luck (and love) to Mojo. Especially since I’m leaving again for Mississippi tomorrow. More time alone for him to fussretate.
And Bas, that series in your magazine sounds fascinating. I’d love to read it. If it is English. Or French. Those are the only two languages I can read, and one of those I only can read a smattering. I’ll let you guess which one.