Every Friday we’ll take a break from topical posts and will post some random personal thoughts.
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A Cuppa Joe – Random Ramblings from a Fellow Struggler
Truth in advertising from Las Vegas, now that’s news! A town that peddles unvarnished carnality in the most varnished of language is, at least in this case, calling a spade a spade. Or a clogged artery, specifically. The Heart Attack Grill of Vegas now offers the Quadruple Bypass Burger, an 8000 calorie meal featuring four half-pound beef patties, cheese and bacon, a milkshake boasting ‘the world’s highest butterfat content’ and ‘Flatliner Fries’ deep fried in lard. I can at least appreciate the blunt marketing, however tongue in cheek it may be. Now if only they’d use more honest terms when referring to Escorts, Adult Entertainment and Gentlemen’s Clubs.
Maybe honesty is a lot to ask from Vegas, but it should be business as usual for ministers. Will someone please inform Harold Camping of that? His published predictions of Christ’s 1994 return went south, seeming to bother him little as he casually dismissed the false prophecy as a “miscalculation.” Last Spring’s public warning that May 21st marked the end? No problem, numeral malfunction, my (not very) bad.
But this time he means it, folks. October 21 is the day. That’s today, so if you’re reading this, you goat you, you’re obviously in the wrong camp, since the sheep have been raptured. Wait. It’s 12:05 Pacific Standard Time as I write this, and I’m still here. I knew I shouldn’t have watched Footloose last night.
As long as there are believers who are such poor stewards of their minds that they listen to men who extravagantly predict, miss the mark, then dare to once again say “Thus saith the Lord”, then I suppose the wolves will remain well fed.
Footloose wasn’t so bad, really, especially for a remake. I enjoyed it, despite some foul language and suggestive-but-not-blatant scenes. The best of the original 1983 soundtrack songs have been retained, the characters are still pretty lovable, the dance scenes had me making a fool of myself, and I especially enjoyed Dennis Quaide’s portrayal of the minister. Notice some of the family friendly stuff he’s been doing the past few years? Kudos, Sir.
Now will you please pass some of that restraint and class on to your former co-star Lindsey? Any lazy blogger can make hay of Ms. Lohan’s latest shenanigans, it’s such a cheap and mindless thing to do. So I’ll jump right in. Today she begins a 120 day stint of community service cleaning bathrooms at the morgue, unless, of course, she’s repented, in which case perhaps she and Harold have ascended and are now comparing notes on just how far you can push the public. If she ever serves serious time, it should be for willful and violent disregard of gifting and potential.
Potential is surely being squelched in countless teens who, according to a recent Center of Disease Control study, are clinically depressed. 11% of today’s adolescents have been prescribed anti-depressants, the CDC reports, citing subjects aged 12-19 who were surveyed between 20005-2008. No quick answers on this one, but please, let’s let the facts sober us up. A huge segment of the next generation is despairing. God grant that we soon learn why, then what to do in response. Being no stranger to depression myself, I know it’s no joke. So will you join me this weekend in praying not only for our kids, but for our ministers, that they preach clearly what is surely the only true and lasting Good News? Therein, as always, lies the hope.
Speaking of which, I hope you have a great weekend. Thanks for being here.
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