Like I mentioned earlier in the week, I am getting a few e-mails from a few people. And I try to respond. I mean, for $30, I have mailed back worn panties. Not sure why Joe wanted them. But with a debit card number and expiration date, I pretty much send Joe what he wants.
Crap. I started off on this really serious post, and I have gotten less than serious.
Anyway, more recycling follows. Here is what I wrote (in italics), and I want to add to it.
I don't dislike hearing from you – we just have very different perspectives. Sometimes it is like a chasm which is two far to cross – you can't take two jumps, if you know what I mean. Funny thing is that at the exact moment of me typing this, you mentioned your lack of hearing God on my blog. And that's the chasm I am talking about. Now this doesn't make me a good person or you a bad person. That's not the point. It is more like trying to explain sight to a blind person. A completely foreign experience, when both the sighted and the blind are not necessarily good or bad.
God is extremely personal to me. And some of my thoughts and beliefs come from my love of God. Not just my belief in Him, but my love of Him. And when I try to explain this to someone who does not have a similar belief, it is very hard to explain.
But sometimes differences in people's past makes discussing certain issues difficult. Without shared experiences, talking can be more difficult. I wonder, at times, if this is the problem with Peace Talks. Different sides, growing up in different cultures, can't effectively communicate.
But this is getting way off the subject.
One of my favorite books is written by Judy Blume (catch the title similarity?) – and nearly every girl growing up when I did read and loved that book. About a girl during puberty and what she was going through. And I think all girls going through puberty ought to have a direct line to the Man Upstairs, don't you agree?
I have heard God referred to as a crutch. After shaking my head and knowing the person just is on the other side of a very deep chasm, I ponder the statement. Does the person mean that God supports? God aids? God helps? Then perhaps God is a crutch after all.
A Prayer Away from Healing
On a totally unrelated topic. ~Deb is coming out with her first book. It's all about our illicit affair. No, I mean it's all about ... hmmm. Well, instead of me re-hashing what is already said, visit ~Deb and read about it for yourself. A Prayer Away from Healing. Personally, I will wait a week for Amazon.com to carry it – I would rather have Ms ~Deb in my hot little hands than an electronic copy (the version available this week).
Here is a side note. Okay, a disclaimer, I know little about cause and effect, but ponder this. ~Deb's significant other (I like to call her M) read the book, loved it and then they had hot sex. Look at the potential cause and effect. Read the book. Love it. Have sex with hot ~Deb. I am not saying that this works all of the time, but let's say 6 people have read the book, and of the six, one person got the hot sex with ~Deb. I would say that average is a lot better than one would have going clubbing.
Just a thought.
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