Personally

 

I haven’t mentioned anything here on ACP. I didn’t think it was apropos. I try to stick to what this place is about from its inception. Anyone visiting, and long-time subscribers can certainly glean some personal things in the words as there is nothing hidden, nothing between the lines. I like games. English, European football. Baseball. Hockey. Curling. A good game of chess, cribbage, or checkers [not that the games I like to play must all begin with the letter “c”]. But I don’t play them with people. Mind games, that is. No mind games. What you see is what you get. Even if what you see you don’t want to see.

So it goes…

Please don’t mistake that for arrogance of being a butthead. I’ve never been good at playing politics, playing the mind games almost everyone plays always hiding themselves away. I’ve lost jobs due to this. I’ve lost friends due to this.

I’m pretty much the same when off ACP as when I’m here. The only big difference? The lack of humor here that is present in my day-to-day life with my wife and some friends. As difficult as this may seem to visitors and long-time subscribers I keep ’em laughing every day in the day-to-day. This fact is only known by a very few. My wife of 34 years, my cousin and best friend growing up I’ve known, well, we knew each other before we could walk and talk and once the walking and talking started we’ve been friends ever since. No matter what. He has told me on more than a few occasions I should either do stand-up comedy or start a video channel on YouTube. It’s a hard gig. And I have no interest in doing that. Although an old guy — next birthday the odometer turns 70 — that’s all beat up physically and has had the myriad life experiences I have with my perspective becoming the “new thing in comedy” is good for a laugh in itself!

I’ve been having some added on increasingly intense physical things going on. I know it doesn’t really matter to anyone reading this, you may think I’m just wasting your time and you don’t need to hear or read this. You’re right. I understand.

But I wanted to do something a bit more personal.

A newer friend of mine, of a few months, a brother in Christ I have come to know better with our at times phone conversations, our being in the same men’s Bible study group, and the occasional emails [his are brief mine prattle on and on, hey, I said no games, how I am here is pretty much how I am]. I hadn’t been in touch with this friend and brother in Christ in a bit. On Saturday morning I found an email from him when I got into my email.

And personally, this is how things went — and usually go, so you know. Not that you want to know or need to know;

Hi Ken,

How are you feeling today?

I hope you were able to have your test this week to determine what was causing the headache.  

This past week I have been working on repainting our bedroom – walls and molding.  We are almost done.  It did give me time to listen to some very good sermons and a new podcast from Hardcore History called Human Resources.  It was 5 hrs long and as I listened to it through the Christian Worldview, it unknowingly reinforced the doctrine of Human Depravity!   

Grace, ______________

My reply;

Hi _____________,

Thanks for getting in touch. From the bloodwork, I know it isn’t vein or artery inflammation. Won’t know anything more until after I have a brain MRI on ______________. Earliest it could be scheduled.

Painting is always a good thing. Refreshing. A new layer. Clean. Usually, but not always a different hue or shade than previously. And therapeutic while in the process. Time to think, pause, or listen to sermons, so on — and reinforce the whole human depravity thing.

There’s a reason there is only one God and although so many like to think of themselves as gods, or what they would do if they were God. Because the One True God is more merciful, patient, longsuffering, forgiving, gracious, and beyond any human comprehension than any, even the best among us can comprehend.

We’re a disgusting, vile, heinous, putrid, despicable, detestable, grisly, ghastly, odorous, unsavory, nightmarish, horrific, sick, barbarous, unChristian, ungodly, unholy evil lot! Always have been. Always will be. No matter what people may say.

So few can be objective. Admit the truth. So many think they are “golden” and perfect almost. How could perfection be so evil then?

Unless an individual sees Jesus, hears Jesus, and spends time in meditation — deep thought and humility in sincerity — within the Word of God they just keep on in their massive self-delusion. Doing the bidding of the devil. 

No other options. It is an either or, black and white very clear thing even if those billions of the walking dead in utter darkness scoff, mock, refuse to listen or believe.

There is light.
There is darkness.
Nothing gray about any of it.

I’m living one day, one moment at a time. As given. Hanging in there. The other pain has taken precedence over the headaches. As the headaches are not a permanent fixture, as is all the other pain that just won’t give it up or even take a five-minute break. If only people could be as consistent, persistent, as is pain…

In Christ,

Ken

We won’t be doing this again anytime soon. Not my communication with my brother in Christ and friend, but this type of posting here on ACP. But it makes things a bit more personal. Don’t find that much on many websites these days do you? Along with the other material found here. I hope you’ll come back. Take some time to explore the place. And you know that I’m consistent. I hope everyone reading this is consistent, true, growing joyfully boldly and humbly in their faith in the Lord Jesus Christ, God the Father, the Holy Spirit, and the inerrant living Word of God.

I just may not be as consistent, daily here on ACP. Don’t vacate the place. Maybe there’s something you’ll find interesting or beneficial in the archives. I’m not going anywhere. I just may not be as consistent daily as I have been. Lord willing the physical improves and we can all carry on.

If you can, say a little prayer that Lord willing my physical health is made a wee bit better. And if not, okay, I understand, but I know there is power in prayer, I know prayers not amiss are heard by God. He knows our every thought. Even though I may not know you I pray for you. I hope there’s a little return in that area. Thank you. May God richly, deeply bless you, and may each of us be thankful in all things growing in grace, growing, maturing in the walk of the Lord and His Word.

I have to go to bed now. Try to get some sleep. Which isn’t easy for me. It’s getting late and I want to be able to get up and go to our church in a few hours, Lord willing. Good-night. Sweet dreams. See you again sometime soon, Lord willing.