As an adjective, cathartic means psychotherapeutic or emotionally beneficial; viewing art or listening to music may be cathartic experiences.
I have found writing to be cathartic. It seems that stress brings on a catharsis of the fingers and is a cathartic of my mind. As a noun a cathartic is a laxative. Which means my mind runneth over.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Hello Blogger My old friend
It's been a while since I've posted but nothing drove me to the passion of writing. Over the past month I have been to Camp Meeting at the Texas UPCI campground and heard some marvellous preaching. Then my wife brought back some recordings of the messages at the Senior Youth camp. These messages gave me hope that there are still Pentecostals that believe in a holiness lifestyle.
Above all else we have to have a prayer life and spend time reading our bibles. I know that I don't do enough of either of these but I do spend time meditating on the things of God and what he would have me do. With these messages I've been listening to I've been like a dry sponge tossed into a well. There's more than I could ever soak up but that doesn't mean I'm not trying. God is breaking me little by little but like the scripture says, after all is said and done, may I come out like gold tried in the fire. I need to be as clay in the potter's hand, continuously malleable to his will.
To this end once again I have been admonished to be in services where there is very little going besides inflated egos. There will never be a change in that attitudinal situation. It feels it has been slighted so therefore will never see that I am working for a change in my life. That change is after God's heart not man's. I have heard from the pulpit that there is a new thing. It was kind of like an old whore dressing up in pigtails and calling herself a virgin. On the outside it might look new and different but on the inside it's still an old whore.
Rev 17:3 So he carried me away in the spirit into the wilderness: and I saw a woman sit upon a scarlet coloured beast, full of names of blasphemy, having seven heads and ten horns.
Rev 17:4 And the woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet colour, and decked with gold and precious stones and pearls, having a golden cup in her hand full of abominations and filthiness of her fornication:
Rev 17:5 And upon her forehead was a name written, MYSTERY, BABYLON THE GREAT, THE MOTHER OF HARLOTS AND ABOMINATIONS OF THE EARTH.
Is this the new thing we are being asked to accept. There has been a lot of talk this year of change Some it political and some of it religious. There is a commonality in this change in that it is not difined or at best vaugely defined. Where do these people want to take us. If you read on in Revelation it is straight into perdition riding the back of the beast all the way.
Above all else we have to have a prayer life and spend time reading our bibles. I know that I don't do enough of either of these but I do spend time meditating on the things of God and what he would have me do. With these messages I've been listening to I've been like a dry sponge tossed into a well. There's more than I could ever soak up but that doesn't mean I'm not trying. God is breaking me little by little but like the scripture says, after all is said and done, may I come out like gold tried in the fire. I need to be as clay in the potter's hand, continuously malleable to his will.
To this end once again I have been admonished to be in services where there is very little going besides inflated egos. There will never be a change in that attitudinal situation. It feels it has been slighted so therefore will never see that I am working for a change in my life. That change is after God's heart not man's. I have heard from the pulpit that there is a new thing. It was kind of like an old whore dressing up in pigtails and calling herself a virgin. On the outside it might look new and different but on the inside it's still an old whore.
Rev 17:3 So he carried me away in the spirit into the wilderness: and I saw a woman sit upon a scarlet coloured beast, full of names of blasphemy, having seven heads and ten horns.
Rev 17:4 And the woman was arrayed in purple and scarlet colour, and decked with gold and precious stones and pearls, having a golden cup in her hand full of abominations and filthiness of her fornication:
Rev 17:5 And upon her forehead was a name written, MYSTERY, BABYLON THE GREAT, THE MOTHER OF HARLOTS AND ABOMINATIONS OF THE EARTH.
Is this the new thing we are being asked to accept. There has been a lot of talk this year of change Some it political and some of it religious. There is a commonality in this change in that it is not difined or at best vaugely defined. Where do these people want to take us. If you read on in Revelation it is straight into perdition riding the back of the beast all the way.
Friday, June 6, 2008
American Hero
Today we went to see Yakov Smirnoff. His show was excellent with many jokes and laughter. Yakov is definitely my new hero. Among all the laughter that he shared he told his story of arriving in America. It made me proud to be American. In a week, a month, or a year will have forgotten many of his words but, I will not forget how he made me feel. If you are in Branson, you need to see this show.
I also made my last visit to the It's Magic magic shop in downtown Branson. If you do magic tricks or would like to learn Yak Williams will help you find the perfect trick. Made one last visit to the Branson Landing. The fire and water fountain plays at the top of each hour and is quite a show.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Branson day four
Today we did just a bit of downtown and the landing. Not really a lot of shopping but a nice quiet afternoon. In the evening we went to see Kirby and Bambi Vanburch. They put on a really excellent show.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Branson day 3
Today we did a little light shopping and sight seeing. We then went to the Sons of the Pioneers chuckwagon show. Check out http://www.sonsofthepioneers.org/ . The Sons of the Pioneers are the oldest continuous music group. They sing western style music not country and western but western as in cowboy. They have marvellous harmony. Some of their best known songs are Tumbling Tubleweeds and Cool Water. The meal was decent and the show was pretty good. 
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Branson Trip
Linda, Laminda and myself have arrived in Branson, Mo. as of yesterday. A good days journey with no major problems.
Today was relax and shop day. We visited the Titanic Museum. If you ever get a chance you need to see this attraction.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Waking up with a whole new attitude
I visited another church last night and it was a breath of fresh air. The singing wasn't perfect or astoundingly great but, they were singing to worship. I hear a lot of singing to be heard and not much of the worship kind.
I spoke with an older gentleman that sang a couple of songs that he wrote. He spologized for not "sounding" very good as he was not much of a singer. He did not have a beautiful voice and it was actually very rouch but I got more out of his simple message though than I do hearing the 7-11 kind of singing with "professional" voices. That's seven lines sang eleven times or more. Pretty typical especially in Pentecostal churches where the singers feel it's their duty to whip the Holy Ghost into shape. Without them nothing would happen and no one could worship. I wouldn't mind going back to the old style of congregational singers and no "worship" leaders for a while. If you could see some of the deadpan looks on some of the faces in the worship group you'd wonder why they sing. Then there's the ones that fell that if they aren't the lead and in control nothing is being done. They want to be heard over everyone else in the monitors and in the house. This is the main reason I'm out of the sound room, I got soul sick from all the egotistical maniacs and it continuing on and on and on.
Yesterday morning I got up and went to my church. After my prayer early that same morning I noticed a lot more friendly people. Some that hadn't spoken in a while even. I don't think it's them that have changed. My classes went great and I think most of the kids got the ideaof the lesson. The main story was about the 5 wise and 5 foolish virgins and being ready to go to Heaven. I used object lessons to teach about being ready to go. It's really pretty cool some of the things that you can use. Our puppets did a song called "Get Ready", I did a "Joy in Your Life Routine" where a bottle of Joy is ultimatemately produced from a box of Life that a lot of other things have been put into, and a torn and restored life/picture. Really neat illustrations that help to understand being ready.
As my daughter would say "There's a storm coming." Everytime I start making a positive move toward the Holy Ghost and reconcilliation, something else comes against me. I'm at a point that I need a respite. So, for now I pray "God keep me in your arms safe. Please give me understanding for the things that have happened and those that will happen. Thank you Lord for all your kindness, protection, and leading. Give me strength to forgive and above all wisdom to know your will from my own. In Jesus name I pray these things. Amen"
I spoke with an older gentleman that sang a couple of songs that he wrote. He spologized for not "sounding" very good as he was not much of a singer. He did not have a beautiful voice and it was actually very rouch but I got more out of his simple message though than I do hearing the 7-11 kind of singing with "professional" voices. That's seven lines sang eleven times or more. Pretty typical especially in Pentecostal churches where the singers feel it's their duty to whip the Holy Ghost into shape. Without them nothing would happen and no one could worship. I wouldn't mind going back to the old style of congregational singers and no "worship" leaders for a while. If you could see some of the deadpan looks on some of the faces in the worship group you'd wonder why they sing. Then there's the ones that fell that if they aren't the lead and in control nothing is being done. They want to be heard over everyone else in the monitors and in the house. This is the main reason I'm out of the sound room, I got soul sick from all the egotistical maniacs and it continuing on and on and on.
Yesterday morning I got up and went to my church. After my prayer early that same morning I noticed a lot more friendly people. Some that hadn't spoken in a while even. I don't think it's them that have changed. My classes went great and I think most of the kids got the ideaof the lesson. The main story was about the 5 wise and 5 foolish virgins and being ready to go to Heaven. I used object lessons to teach about being ready to go. It's really pretty cool some of the things that you can use. Our puppets did a song called "Get Ready", I did a "Joy in Your Life Routine" where a bottle of Joy is ultimatemately produced from a box of Life that a lot of other things have been put into, and a torn and restored life/picture. Really neat illustrations that help to understand being ready.
As my daughter would say "There's a storm coming." Everytime I start making a positive move toward the Holy Ghost and reconcilliation, something else comes against me. I'm at a point that I need a respite. So, for now I pray "God keep me in your arms safe. Please give me understanding for the things that have happened and those that will happen. Thank you Lord for all your kindness, protection, and leading. Give me strength to forgive and above all wisdom to know your will from my own. In Jesus name I pray these things. Amen"
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