Dragons Curse

No, I haven’t got a strange disease or anything like that but I do want to write a few things before October.  A dragons curse is when you take the dragons gold or you have become obsessed with it. I know of 2 stories where this has happened.  First in Tolkien’s the “Hobbit”. Second is C.S. Lewis’  ” Voyage of the Dawn Treader”.  In the Hobbit  King Oakenshield has taken over the den of Smaug, but has become obsessed with the gold and the Arkenstone.  It makes him mad with greed and he will not share any of it though he has done nothing to earn it himself. In the Dawn Treader, Eustace,  the pain in the neck cousin, is smite with this when he puts on a gold bracelet he has found from a dead dragon. Eustace turns into a dragon himself. Edmund and Prince Caspian has a bout with it, though no dragon was near. They found a pond that turned everything into gold. They argue and have a small fight over what to do with it.  I will not delve into more of the stories because every person should read them if you haven’t. The Lewis books [Chronicles of Narnia] are quit managerial any time and ” The Hobbit” makes a great winter book for the long nights ahead.

Now why did I bring all that up. Good question.  I have never thought of me as a greedy person but I can sometimes  remember places and times when I was. I didn’t want to share. I wanted to have whatever small thing I had for myself. Sometimes begrudgingly I would share without any one asking. Other times I would try to hide what I had. Then other times I would get convicted and share. Now most of us have been in these situations. I hate them because I know I am always wrong when I don’t share. ANYTHING. Whether it be a couple of fries or a new toy I may have. But I am learning, whether fast or slow I do not know, I am learning.  This may all sound trivial to you and it may be but I think all of us to a degree have a bit of dragon sickness in us.  I think too often about the wonderful things I could do if I were to win a lottery at some time. I would use some for very good things but even in my day dreams I come to realize how much me, myself and I would be in that money.

I am not pointing a finger at anyone. Nobody else brought this on. Doesn’t matter to me if you are just hanging on or are very well off, this can hit any one. I would like you to take a closer look this week and see if you can be a sharer and not a keeper. I will try. It will take work.

Thanks   Ben C.

 

 

September Song No matter who wins

I won’t write down the song. It is truly a favorite of mine. Especially the Willie Nelson  version. I have had a hard time trying to think of a something new to say. Every one knows this is my favorite time of the year. College football,  cooler weather around the corner, and baseball playoffs ready to start. To some this is a beginning of the end. The leaves change and soon fall off and the grass dies, winter and the cold after that.  But this year it is a beginning for me. I cannot say why but new things are happening. Good things, creative things, spiritual things.  I do not know what these will be but deep down new things are happening.  Whether it is just for me or something I can share and will know exactly when they happen I do not know but I look forward to such things.

The election, of course, is not far off now and it is getting down to the nitty gritty and though nothing new has been thrown out, many things I think are happening. In the world we are in and the spiritual world that we cannot see but in our hearts feel the tidings. Many things can happen between now and then and I do not have any eye to the future of what will happen.  But things will happen. Maybe things that will change the out come. But again I have not any  sure answers or sight. I am no longer scared of the future no matter who wins. I feel that America is already at a point that God is ready to judge it. No matter who wins, things will be very hard on us. We have a candidate that prefers abortion, the sin of sodomy to be common, and the sin of homosexual marriage to be made pushed on every one.  But the other is not much better. A man who only has had the love of money to be his god. A person that puts fear  in any that is not the same color or status as he is. Whether it be true bigotry or a way to get votes I cannot say but I do not like him. The next 6 weeks could be very telling for either.  I ask that you not put your faith in either person, but put it in God and only Him.  Our faith will be tested no matter who wins and we must be the over comers. This is not to be taken with fear and trembling but with joy and glad tidings. Our faith may be tested but when we come out as His with the fire cleansed spirits, we should be very happy and know that God is with us. The fire may burn and hurt but it will be a cleansing fire.

I may do more later. Hopefully with a more uplifting message. Please this is just my thoughts and not prophecy or preaching. Vote according to your heart.

Ben C. Feel free to comment.

Hallelujah

Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Probably every one has heard this song at one time or another. I have even heard that a few don’t like it.  Well it has been heard by me several times this month. TV, radio, internet. The first time ever was in the Shrek movie. The words are strange in a way, is the singer mocking his lover, himself. the Lord. Or is he coming to a revelation that we struggle every day. Big things and small. I have no idea how Cohen feels about God or religion. I don’t think I even care but this song does touch a “chord” that runs deep in everyone if they are truthful.  Even atheist cares about something. Family, job, pets. And If we are real with ourselves we know we always fall short of the goals we think that should be obtained. We try to love freely and say and do the right things. But I know that we all fail sometimes. Usually that is from some sort of selfishness. Sometimes we fail and the hurt runs deep. But if we know the Lord we also know even when we are hurt or have hurt some one special that the Lord has for us a love that is  deeper and wider than any hurt we have received. Jesus is alive and well. His love is real, alive and well.  He loves for who we are right now. We don’t have to change a thing. I have been a Christian for over 40 years now. The first year was spent trying to change my life so I could be a better person. After a long time Jesus made me realize that He does the changing. He does it at his pace and in His time. Some times those thing are quickly taken away. No more ever, others will always be with us no matter how hard we pray or try. Not that He couldn’t take them away but He wants us to depend on Him. If we had no shortcomings then we wouldn’t need Him. So we need to remember those things. God loves us, always has, always will. We will get stronger in Him the more we rely on Him. We will always fall short, then we go back to square one, God loves us.

August the longest month of the year. I know it has 31 like a few others but August I think sneaks in some extra hours some how. The days are still long, they are hot, and it is a time when I think every one wants  a change. In September football starts up. School has been going a couple of weeks but it isn’t until September that I feel like school has started. Hunting season is near but it is still too hot to be in the woods. Fishing is slow and I am waiting for cooler days to fish and catch some big ones. Water melons and cold drinks are the best things about August.

Feel free to comment, Ben

August 1

Well I skipped July again. The only thing I did  exciting was catch one large mouth bass from a pond. 3 hours of fishing. One fish.  But it was the first fish in Arkansas that I have caught in years.

Today is the 16 anniversary of my son Marc passing away. I won’t go into details but it was from cancer and it was very hard on family and friends.  It is very easy to remember the good things about Marc.  His ear to ear smile. His bounce in his walk and his very funny humor. Marc never was mean but he did like to pull pranks sometimes at others expense.  He toilet tissued  our neighbors trees one time then he tried to push it on some one else. Well we had no proof but I knew the person he blamed wouldn’t do it without help.  He was very good at sports. Any he played he seemed to excel in. T ball through Little League. He made several all star teams. He was even better at basketball. He had an excellent shot and was quick enough to play good defense. It was early on that step dad was out of his league.  His later years he played some basketball but loved golf even more. I cannot say how good he was because he never played in competition. He played against the course and himself as golf should be played.  I would play that also and had even less of a chance of beating him.  In fact if I beat any of his friends I was very happy. Yes I did keep my exuberance in check.

The most amazing about Marc was his inner strength. Oh, it was shown at times in ball games and other things that had happened in life, but it was his bout with cancer that it  shown like a beacon. From the very beginning he had strength that came through. We all had high hopes at first and we all thought it would go away. But as time wore on instead of letting it get him down to depression he was always ready to tackle any problem that arose. Now I won’t say he never got sad. He did, but what 14 or 15 year old wouldn’t. His amazing attitude never stayed sad. He was always fighting, smiling and good to people.

The world lost a very special person that day. I lost a very special son.  But the only thing that helps now is the FACT I know he is with Jesus waiting for us to join him.

I have shed a few tears writing this I am not ashamed to say. It has been a while since I have expressed my feelings about him.I miss him a lot. Thanks  Ben C.

When I look in the mirror

When I look in a Mirror who do I see? Do I really see me? Where did I go? Does my belly really have to show? The gray I can see but the hair where did it flee. When I look in a mirror is that really me.

My poem will be short because it was harder than I thought, to rhyme words, see my brain is shot. Every one changes and we all can’t do what we did 20, 30 years ago. I can’t do what I did 10 years ago.  Does this make me sad? Sure it does some but I know I can’t do anything about it. So like most I have to adjust. I have to drive the 1/4 mile to the post office instead of walk. I take more pills than I ever thought I would. But if you look at it differently that is only a small part of a person. Yes an important part but I think the other 2 are more important. What am I talking about , Body, Mind, and Soul or Spirit. We all have seen the pics or words telling how we came not able to take care of ourselves and we may leave the same way. I don’t have a problem with that. I don’t really like it but there is absolutely nothing I or you can do about it. Whether we live to 65 or 105 , whether we can drive when we reach 90 or talk at 80 doesn’t really mean anything.  That is the course we have been given.

I have seen some things on Facebook about how we should or shouldn’t live our lives. The one where the lady did every thing right in her life but got all these thing that you think she would  never get. Then the old man that ate bacon and butter all his life and lived to be 90.  The moral is live your life to the fullest while you can. But that isn’t true. We should all lead full lives but this moral is more like Eat, Drink and be Merry for tomorrow you may die. That is stupidity. This is in Luke about the rich fool. 16-21

6Then He told them a parable: “The ground of a certain rich man produced an abundance. 17So he thought to himself, ‘What shall I do, since I have nowhere to store my crops?’ 18Then he said, ‘This is what I will do: I will tear down my barns and will build bigger ones, and there I will store up all my grain and my goods. 19Then I will say to myself, “You have plenty of good things laid up for many years. Take it easy. Eat, drink, and be merry!”’

20But God said to him, ‘You fool! This very night your life will be required of you. Then who will own what you have accumulated?’

21This is how it will be for anyone who stores up treasure for himself but is not rich toward God.”

Or the scriptures in Mathew about worrying. 6:25-34. These passages aren’t saying to be care free and do as you wish or how your friends act. They say depend on the Lord. Then no matter how your body is when you get to be 63, like I have, that is only a physical and the physical is dying. . The mind can always grow and be expanded. Yes I know people that have dementia. But they still have the spirit. Jesus is what makes the spirit grow. Always from the day we accept Him as Lord. Whether it be 5, 17, or 85. We can grow in Jesus. Whether our bodies are only a shell of what they were in our youth or our minds can’t remember this morning, our spirits grow. Do I have proof, no, but I have faith. I have faith to trust in the Father that He is always with us. I have faith that when we are gone we will be changed.  We will have bodies and minds that will never decay.  Sorry too long but I really felt the need to share.    BEN C.  Please feel free to comment.

WE ARE GATHERED TOGETHER.

We have gathered together, what do you think of, when you hear those words? Is it a wedding, yours or some one close? Is it something else, a birthday celebration or a baptism.  It might even be a funeral.  How about we are gathered together to celebrate life? Does it change anything? This isn’t a running down on how, or how we use those words but for me it has struck a chord deep inside of me. I have said before that I am very emotional. At the drop of a hat I can be happy or sad.

We come here small, helpless, and totally in some ones care. Hopefully that some one has given us love from the very start. It is true we may get that way in the later stages of life.  Hopefully then we will still receive that love and care we need.

I went to a funeral today. usually they don’t bother me that much. I didn’t know Lacey all that well but I am good friends with his parents. Lacey was 37 and had Huntington’s Disease. He was a very strong, happy, person that showed every one the simple things of God and life. Like I said, I don’t think it was his passing that made me so emotional today[ I shed a few tears] it was seeing my close friends there and remembering that we were all young, getting married and looking forward in life. Don’t get me wrong, no one was negative and I am trying not to be but we are coming to the stage where weddings of our children and seeing grand children are upon us. All great and wonderful things. But the last time I heard the words “we are here to celebrate life” was at another funeral. I just miss the days of weddings and parties where we all had joy in our hearts and we weren’t together to review old times, but was making those times.

Yes, death is a part of life. It is a reality we all have to deal with. We all have lost close relatives, friends and associates. You would think we could get used to the idea. But for a reason unknown to me, it will always be hard no matter how hard we try to celebrate life, or how many we attend. Maybe God is letting us know that we are fragile beings and life can be very short. That is a very good reason to know Him as Savior and Lord.

Tears are being shed all around but there is a celebration going on too.

We struggle with the reason why, while the one we lost is being told why.

We come to celebrate life or we try hard to do so. But the one we lost is at the table having a feast.

We dress sometimes in dark colors while there is nothing but light where they are.

We go home and feel the loss may not be going away, while they are telling God how we blessed them and the love we gave.

We want the day to set but sleep is hard to do while they receive energy that will last forever.

We go along day by day,our hearts at last feel not so heavy, while they are greeting with happy smiles the next loved ones to enjoy the good news.

Yes, death is a part of life that is true. But life does not have to end but forever it shine.

No, none of this did rhyme but I will try harder next time.

Eat with Family.

I recently saw a video of British families. The adults and the children were separated and asked the same question.  If you could have dinner with any one who would it be with, dead or alive.   Well the answers varied in a large way of course for the adults. Paul Hogan, Jimmy Hendrix, to Bob Hope. There were 6 families on the video.  Then the kids were brought out. The adults were able to see the children’s answer but they were not out there with them.  As far as I know they never saw the adult answers. Some said right off that they wanted to eat with mom and dad. Those that hesitated and thought for several seconds said mom and dad. Each parent was shocked.  Some cried, others just smiled real big.

I was brought up in a large family. 6 kids. 5 were at the dinner table for many years. My oldest sister was married by the time my little brother was born. Supper time was the big meal for us.  My mother did most of the cooking but my sisters began helping at a young age. We never had a large table so with the parents and kids at the table it was a squeeze. I loved it. I don’t remember any one time or what we always talked about but it was a time of being one and a time we knew we were loved. Fried chicken, hamburger gravy, stew, and chili. It was all good.I don’t know when it happened but I know it was after my sisters were married and my oldest brother was out of the house, but we soon seemed to have more and more suppers in front of the tv.  I don’t remember complaining about but I do know that I missed those time around the table. Did I complain, no, so I have no excuse.

I don’t know if families stop to have suppers around the table now or not.  I am sure it does happen but families are so busy now that I wonder if they realize what they are missing.  They have many reasons and none of them are bad but I don’t think the parents know what is being missed. Do you have to have your 5 year old in kiddie soccer, or  T ball.  What I hear a lot is every child does it. But I don’t think the kids care. The parents do it for 2 main reasons. They want a child to get an early push in sports so they will be good some day. Others do it because their friends do it.  Believe me mom and dad your child wants to be with you. If this sounds like I am against sports for children it truly isn’t. When the child is old enough to know where all the bases are and are more interested in playing ball than picking flowers or butterflies then go ahead. Also when games and practice gets in the way of eating meals together then you had better make sure your children get parents time. And that isn’t in left field for 5 innings.

Now I am not getting on any ones case. I will not ask whether or not you eat supper with your children. It isn’t my business. But your children will be glad when you have those special meals together even if they don’t know it.  Well I have said my peace. Send a comment if you want, I always welcome them.

Ben C.