OK, I'm really hot about the following tidbit of info:
A "Christian" church in Arlington, TX refused to have a funeral for a gay man related to one of their employees. They were gonna do it then they figured out he was gay and dumped him the day before. Did I also mention that he is a veteran? Nice. Thanks for the Freedom. . .fag. The church is High point Church and you can read all about this issue at the Dallas Morning News Web site.
But just so you don't think all Church's named "High Point" are ugly the website for High Point Church in Wisconsin has the following on there web site:
A Case Of Mistaken IdentityPosted Aug 12, 2007 You are looking at the website of High Point Church in Madison, Wisconsin, which has no affiliation with the High Point Church in Arlington, Texas. The church in Arlington has been involved in recent days in controversy over the cancellation of a previously scheduled funeral service. Our sympathies go to the family of the deceased that is grieving their recent loss. Posted on behalf of the Elder Board and Rev. Ridley N. Usherwood.
For those who may run across this because they have been told that as a gay person you do not have a place at the table to worship Christ. . .you have been lied to by the Devil himself. One of the worst work that the evil one is doing right now is splintering believers and turning us against each other which strikes at the very core of Jesus' one commandment to us to love one another. And the highest most respected are falling for it. If you believe in Jesus Christ as your personal savior , that he died and rose for you, confess your sins and pray this then you will have everlasting life. Find a welcoming church on Google or email me I will help. I never want to think someone was left behind because they believed the lie.
Monday, August 13, 2007
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Hello Kitty
Did I mention I am a Hello Kitty Freak? I know, I know but I can't help it. I just love her. Here is a avatar I "appropraited" from someone, it's my favorite. In the event you can't tell she is holding a GPS device.
Self Discovery
OK, OK so I have not posted in a while. . .sorry, I was involuntarily sent to New Orleans for a period of self discovery (aka Leadership Training). These are the things I discovered during my "leadership" training:
1. I am bossy.
2. People perceive me as bossy.
3. Duh!
So they then set about spending two weeks trying to get me to what? Not be bossy. One of the last days we had a "simulation". . .the feedback I got from that? I was not bossy enough during the exercise. Lessons learned? Be myself and be bossy but first pretend to hear what others are saying before I am bossy. Cost of Training, thousands, cost of little pieces of my soul? Priceless.
The other thing I learned is that the Fed's want to send everyone there for training to stimulate the economy.
Let me tell you a little about 2007 New Orleans. If you go there as a tourist and stay in the downtown area you think "WOW, New Orleans has really made a come back!" However, if you leave your little cocoon of the the 5 mile radius of the French Quarter/Convention Center area you realize just how devastated the Big Easy really is. You pass street after street of houses with the "X" spray painted by FEMA on them, the whole city is covered. These X show who serched the house, the date and if they found any bodies. Who needs Cemetary tours when you have this kind of horror staring you in the face? You still see "trailer cities" set up in parking lots where shopping centers used to be. They are orderly and almost seem like an overflow from some popular RV park, yet they even have armed guards to make sure you belong there. It seemed everyday I was there a shooting was reported. We saw military police anytime we left the "cocoon". I went to Wal-mart on a couple of occasions and what I sensed and felt was a quiet desperation. I feel for the tenacity of the people of New Orleans but I am not sure that it is possible to deal with mass post traumatic stress syndrome in those sorts of numbers. There is a feeling that hangs in the air. . .heavy; like the humidity . . . like a forced smile when you are having your photo taken and you have to smile. I don't think many of the residents are ready to "say cheese" yet. And who can blame them?
1. I am bossy.
2. People perceive me as bossy.
3. Duh!
So they then set about spending two weeks trying to get me to what? Not be bossy. One of the last days we had a "simulation". . .the feedback I got from that? I was not bossy enough during the exercise. Lessons learned? Be myself and be bossy but first pretend to hear what others are saying before I am bossy. Cost of Training, thousands, cost of little pieces of my soul? Priceless.
The other thing I learned is that the Fed's want to send everyone there for training to stimulate the economy.
Let me tell you a little about 2007 New Orleans. If you go there as a tourist and stay in the downtown area you think "WOW, New Orleans has really made a come back!" However, if you leave your little cocoon of the the 5 mile radius of the French Quarter/Convention Center area you realize just how devastated the Big Easy really is. You pass street after street of houses with the "X" spray painted by FEMA on them, the whole city is covered. These X show who serched the house, the date and if they found any bodies. Who needs Cemetary tours when you have this kind of horror staring you in the face? You still see "trailer cities" set up in parking lots where shopping centers used to be. They are orderly and almost seem like an overflow from some popular RV park, yet they even have armed guards to make sure you belong there. It seemed everyday I was there a shooting was reported. We saw military police anytime we left the "cocoon". I went to Wal-mart on a couple of occasions and what I sensed and felt was a quiet desperation. I feel for the tenacity of the people of New Orleans but I am not sure that it is possible to deal with mass post traumatic stress syndrome in those sorts of numbers. There is a feeling that hangs in the air. . .heavy; like the humidity . . . like a forced smile when you are having your photo taken and you have to smile. I don't think many of the residents are ready to "say cheese" yet. And who can blame them?
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