I Asked God

I asked God

I asked God for strength that I may achieve,
I was made weak to humbly obey.
I asked God for health that I may do great things,
I was given infirmity that I may do better things.
I asked for riches that I might be happy,
I was given poverty that I may be wise.
I asked for power that I may have the praise of men,
I was given weakness that I may feel the need of God.
I asked for all things, that I may enjoy life,
I was given life, that I may enjoy all things.
I got nothing that I asked for — but everything I had hoped for.
Almost despite myself, my unspoken prayers were answered.
I am among all, most richly blessed.


Dirty Egg Suckin Dawg

Now my mailbox has been heating up and smokin’ all week long. What is it about people on the internet, that use this medium to rant, rave, vent their particular opinion (good or bad) and then get their nose all out of joint when someone actually replies with a opinion.

Good or Bad.

These people who cannot allow the other shoe to drop. Who have no sense of fairness or civility? Who appointed themselves the do-gooders of this entity, who gave them the right to label, accuse, and attack others for their thoughts on any given day.

You vote for that?
I sure didn’t.

If you are going to put it out there, then at least be ready for someone to reply and possibly, disagree with you. If you cannot understand that particular philosophy or premise, then I suggest … You Find your place in the REAL world, assume it, and be nice.


I keep getting this other thing too. It says that the mail recipient on the other end, his mailbox is full. Coincidentally, at the same time, I find all these voice mail messages on my phone. He on the other hand, keeps leaving me all these messages, “Hey Don, something is wrong, I am NOT hearing from you.”

So I call him and I say, “Hey, your mailbox is full.”
So then he says, “Oh? Let me check.”
“Naw, I got 750 of them in there, but I don’t think it is full.”
“You can only store 750 messages in an email box?”

The Ice Man’s head melt-teth (sp), welcome to the twenty-first century.

Incredible. I routinely see 60-80, even had 115 one weekend when we were out of town. But 750?