They Didn't Ask, So I Won't Tell!

   

One of the main reasons for contention between Christians and LGBTQ is that the LGBTQ crowd has never asked for the opinion of Christians, plain and simple.  An unsolicited opinion is as offensive as an unwanted house guest who shows up at your home, right before you are going to leave, broke, stinking and hungry and needs a place to stay indefinitely lol.

     Since the Supreme Court ruling on gay marriage, Christians have been up in arms over the meaning of this highly controversial decision.  You can go to any social site and read numerous comments for and against gay marriage, traditional marriage, the meaning of life as God intended, biblical interpretations condoning love for all and the list goes on.

   

To me, it's really simple.  I will not express my opinion UNLESS someone asks me for it, simple.  Does anyone realize how ineffective it is to tell another person, who doesn't want to hear what you've got to say, your opinion?  You'd be better off voting in the general election than you would be to tell another person your opinion of what's right and wrong, and you should know that voting is probably one of the most ineffective ways to get positive change, but I digress.

   

I have yet to have ANYONE from the LGBTQ crowd ask me if what I think they believe in is right or wrong.  Sure, I've been inundated with their ideals.  Almost everywhere I turn I see them promoting their agenda in social media, television, parades, billboards, magazines, movies, you name it, LGBTQ has their hand in it, stirring up the pot to push tolerance of their beliefs.  Fine.  I'll keep doing me.  However, what I won't do is tell them what I think about them, UNLESS they ask, which they won't.

     So Christians, here is my unsolicited advice to you:  "Do Not Give What Is Holy To The Dogs; Nor Cast Your Pearls Before Swine, Lest They Trample Them Under Their Feet, And Turn And Tear You In Pieces" (Matthew 7:6"

Runnin' Them Streets

   

Here's a sad story about drug use:  I recently invited some people over to my home that I once used to use drugs with.  They are still using.  They refused my invitation because they can't do their drugs in my home, so they'd rather pass up my hospitality of good entertainment and home cooking to continue using dope.  Crazy....  

     Man, I can't say enough about the trials, tribulations, dangers and death that lurk in the streets. Forty five years strong and I tell you, if it wasn't for the mercy of God, I wouldn't be here today. Let's see, I've been jacked(mugged) three times, twice by gun, once by knife, but even beyond that, I live in the 'hood and deal with shady people day in and day out.  Thing is, people out here in AZ don't know how to take me because I'm not from here, I don't act like the people out here and I don't exude fear.  That being said, hood folks out here have classified me as police.  Imagine that.  That's cool though, 'cuz that tells me they're afraid of me for whatever reason.

   

Anyways, the life of drugs, hangin' and bangin', and bullsh*ttin' ain't about nothin'.  The best day I ever had high has never been better than the worst day I've ever had sober.  That's because being high on drugs ALWAYS led to misery, ALWAYS!  Why would someone intentionally make themselves miserable?  That's the question one should ask.  I tell you from experience that I really don't know why I did it to myself.  I've got a great life, very blessed, yet my nature is to run in these streets, indulging my flesh and doin' what the f*ck I want to do.  A very sordid ordeal I must say.

     So, even though I have no complaints, I can't say I'm universally happy.  One thing about drug use is, it clouds the mind, it slows one down, killing dreams.  Though I haven't used in awhile, I still experience the lifestyle as I see it almost everywhere I go.  My neighbors use drugs, there's trap houses everywhere.  There's two methadone clinics within a mile radius, so there are a lot of heroin addicts using dog food at the parks my kids play at. There's also a huge homeless community that also lives nearby and there are a lot of mentally ill people that walk the streets. Crazy bro, but that's a snapshot of what I see today!

Let's Dust The Rust Off!

   

    Man, it's been awhile since I've posted here.  Matter of fact it's been so long I forgot my login name and password.  I had to do some research and guess work to get into my own account, imagine that.

     Anyways, what's been going on in the world during my absence?  A lot!  Right now I'm just trying to get back into writing, so please bear with me if this post seems to rattle on.  I've made a lot of progress since the last time I posted.  I graduated college.  Got a Bachelor of Arts in Film and Video.  Got a job.  Quit the job.  Started my own business.  Moved.  Twice.  Lost 50 pounds.  That about wraps it up as far as being current.  I've got a lot on my mind, and I plan on telling it to the world, or at least to those that may find it interesting.  I've got a few loose ends to tie up, but I am back in the saddle so stay tuned for some good ish!