Two Truths and a Lie
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That incident occurred approximately 42 1/2 years ago or approximately 9 years BEFORE I became a Christian.
Not that I'm proud of my past (I'm actually ashamed of it - Rom. 6:21), but that incident was very mild compared to other incidents (and just who I was) in the past.
Without exaggeration, and with God himself as my Witness (and I would never say that lightly), I honestly believe that I was more demonized than the madman of Gadara before I got saved.
Anyhow, I'll just leave it at that.
Not that I'm proud of my past (I'm actually ashamed of it - Rom. 6:21), but that incident was very mild compared to other incidents (and just who I was) in the past.
Without exaggeration, and with God himself as my Witness (and I would never say that lightly), I honestly believe that I was more demonized than the madman of Gadara before I got saved.
Anyhow, I'll just leave it at that.
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Thank you for hosting it! I enjoyed my time here 
. Though I returned having been convicted by a small voice that said, 'aren't you leaving those people in such a bad light on those people while shining it on your 'so-called' virtue?' and so thought that I should elaborate a little more about the hairband that offered me the backstage pass... I was having what seemed to me to be a bad night. I was the designated driver for my little sister and her friend who got me tickets to this small concert venue that was basically a little more than just a bar on high street. I don't remember if they even had licenses at the time. Anyway, to mitigate the temptation to have a drink or two while there, I locked my purse in the trunk of the car before entering the venue. Even so, I probably shouldn't have been driving anyway since I had earlier lost my contacts and had no backup pair of glasses but I had long since promised my sis that I would take her and she was so excited to go see this band... So there I was, everything was all blurry and... well, I decided in my head to give into the temptation and have just one little drink... so I went to the car to retrieve my i.d. and I walked upon an empty spot where I had parked the car! It was only looking up a story did I see the '...vehicles will be towed' sign..
So I wandered aimlessly for a little while up the (blurry) street wondering where my car might be, stopped momentarily at an alley crossing where two sedans and a motorcycle immediately pulled up as if I had something to sell them, and continued as though I didn't see them (because technically I really couldn't) and remembered that I left my lil sis and her friend in the concert and went back there, found some lighted steps in the alley to sit on and commence crying (probably due to a touch of post-partem depression, about whatever should I do.
Then I looked up through tear-infused distorted lighting while four fuzzy shadows of 'rockers' walked up to me and asked, "what's the matter," and I answered with a whiny synapsis of the explanation. One of them, with the long straight dark hair, said, 'here, take this.' and squinting at it I replied, "what's that?' when he answered, "it's a backstage pass" and I was flabbergasted about what was just happening, my sister would have screamed about the any otherwise 'dream come true' but I fumbled a polite decline He said, 'no, really, you can have it...' and with even more fumbling excuse, I again declined when the crew cut blonde said, 'come on, man, let's go.'... and they left me wondering what just happened...
The modeling agent might've been perfectly legit also and not a serial killer. Not long after that encounter, I saw a new commercial featuring an Asian lady modeling the pantyhose that claimed the feeling of 'silk from the orient.'
Idk about the ss though, if he saw me as a threat to the presidency...well, I wondered about his good judgment (the irony, yes I know :/) but then, that might've been exactly using good judgment. I mean, should we ever dismiss even what seems to be the smallest threat?
. Though I returned having been convicted by a small voice that said, 'aren't you leaving those people in such a bad light on those people while shining it on your 'so-called' virtue?' and so thought that I should elaborate a little more about the hairband that offered me the backstage pass... I was having what seemed to me to be a bad night. I was the designated driver for my little sister and her friend who got me tickets to this small concert venue that was basically a little more than just a bar on high street. I don't remember if they even had licenses at the time. Anyway, to mitigate the temptation to have a drink or two while there, I locked my purse in the trunk of the car before entering the venue. Even so, I probably shouldn't have been driving anyway since I had earlier lost my contacts and had no backup pair of glasses but I had long since promised my sis that I would take her and she was so excited to go see this band... So there I was, everything was all blurry and... well, I decided in my head to give into the temptation and have just one little drink... so I went to the car to retrieve my i.d. and I walked upon an empty spot where I had parked the car! It was only looking up a story did I see the '...vehicles will be towed' sign..So I wandered aimlessly for a little while up the (blurry) street wondering where my car might be, stopped momentarily at an alley crossing where two sedans and a motorcycle immediately pulled up as if I had something to sell them, and continued as though I didn't see them (because technically I really couldn't) and remembered that I left my lil sis and her friend in the concert and went back there, found some lighted steps in the alley to sit on and commence crying (probably due to a touch of post-partem depression, about whatever should I do.
Then I looked up through tear-infused distorted lighting while four fuzzy shadows of 'rockers' walked up to me and asked, "what's the matter," and I answered with a whiny synapsis of the explanation. One of them, with the long straight dark hair, said, 'here, take this.' and squinting at it I replied, "what's that?' when he answered, "it's a backstage pass" and I was flabbergasted about what was just happening, my sister would have screamed about the any otherwise 'dream come true' but I fumbled a polite decline He said, 'no, really, you can have it...' and with even more fumbling excuse, I again declined when the crew cut blonde said, 'come on, man, let's go.'... and they left me wondering what just happened...
The modeling agent might've been perfectly legit also and not a serial killer. Not long after that encounter, I saw a new commercial featuring an Asian lady modeling the pantyhose that claimed the feeling of 'silk from the orient.'
Idk about the ss though, if he saw me as a threat to the presidency...well, I wondered about his good judgment (the irony, yes I know :/) but then, that might've been exactly using good judgment. I mean, should we ever dismiss even what seems to be the smallest threat?
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Here is a chance to laugh at my own quirks, those things about us that in alone time with God we laugh thinking ok Lord why this funny quirk.......LOL
When I go running I have to listen to music or I will count each time my left foot hits the ground and then multiply it by two to know how many steps I took.
As my own reminder I do my own take of tying a string around my finger. I carry my Chapstick in my right pocket so if I want to remember anything I will place it in my left pocket. When I reach for it in my right and find it not there it then makes me recall I wanted to remember to do a certain thing.
If I turn off the stove or lock a door or put something up. I will check 3 times to make sure I did do it.
When I go running I have to listen to music or I will count each time my left foot hits the ground and then multiply it by two to know how many steps I took.
As my own reminder I do my own take of tying a string around my finger. I carry my Chapstick in my right pocket so if I want to remember anything I will place it in my left pocket. When I reach for it in my right and find it not there it then makes me recall I wanted to remember to do a certain thing.
If I turn off the stove or lock a door or put something up. I will check 3 times to make sure I did do it.
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Wow you're right! Living in a farm could be fun though
Living in a farm could be fun though
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