Monthly Archives: March 2012

“Painting on the Wall”


“Sir, I am insulted. I could not possibly part with this painting for less than $500.00. I assure you, this is a one-of-a-kind original that will probably never ever happen again,” the man stated with great confidence to his prospective buyer. However, the buyer continued to appear skeptical and unwilling to pay that kind of money, even though it was obvious he loved the painting, he was not a fool and would not be easily taken. The seller continued eyeing his customer, aware of every signal. This man was a professional and made his living selling this very painting, and a fine living he made at it, too.

“It’s like I explained before,” he continued, “this painting is a one-in-a-million, one-in-a-trillion even! I swear on a stack of ten Bibles it really happened just the way I said. All the evidence points that direction, even the police said so!”

The admirer continued in silence, inspecting the painting on the wall. The seller gave the man some “space”, he knew timing was everything, but this guy was a tough nut to crack, so he decided to press on with a question of his own. “Are you an ‘expert’ in these matters, Sir? You see, I just happen to be one. I know about these things. I have an ‘Arts Degree’ from Harvard. Therefore, you should listen to what I have to say. You would not want to look like a fool in front of your friends. Everybody knows what an expert I am. My name is well-known, I have articles in Art magazines, I am quoted by other experts, and admired by many. I’m offering you the deal of a life time, just because I’m in a rare generous mood.”

“Okay, since I’m in such a good mood, I’ll tell you the story one more time. Judging by your attire, I see you might be a bit ‘slow’, shall we say? As I said before, it was like this, I was awoken one morning by the sound of a terrible explosion, it shook my bed like an earthquake! I jumped up and rushed to the door of my house and found my garage had exploded! It was a pile of smoking toothpicks and rubble! Of course, you can imagine my shock. I was just lucky the force of the explosion seemed to put out the fire, but the smoke rising was so thick I couldn’t see a thing! As I stood there with my mouth hanging open, I considered the valuables I had stored in that building, now gone up in smoke. However, amongst those items was an assortment of art materials, as I said, I am an expert in this field. I had artist brushes, tubes of paint, rolls of canvas, knives, and wood to create frames. Now. Sir, I realize how hard this is to believe, but this has to be true, there simply are no other possibilities. As I stood there watching the smoke slowly clearing, I began to see something standing in the middle of all the rubble! I thought, how can this be? I rubbed my eyes to clear the sleep still hanging on me. I looked again, and now I could see it even more so!”

“Just as sure as I’m standing here telling you the truth today, I found this painting, finished, framed, and standing on an easel in the midst of the smoke! This painting has no Artist! It is the result of a complete freak accident! In that explosion all my paints were forced from their tubes while the brushes flew through the air, and the paint got on the little ends of the little brushes and masterfully swished all around on the canvas in mid-air! Then, somehow, the canvas got cut, stretched over a wood frame that had accidentally come together, and then landed upon my painter’s stand for all to see! As I carefully trudged my way through all the smoking debris I was near to fainting at the thought of the miracle before my eyes! Why, Sir, I should be insisting on $5,000 for this painting, not 500! This painting has no artist! It has no Creator! It is beautiful ‘order’ that came out of complete ‘chaos’! ‘Order out of Chaos’! That’s what I should call it!”

“Pardon me, what was that you asked? I was so caught up in my story I failed to hear what you said. Those scribbles? What scribbles? I don’t see any scribbles.”

“Oh, no, Sir. Remember, I’m the ‘expert’ here. I went to college and have a degree. That is just a grassy area in the painting. Those are not scribbles. This painting was a complete freak accident. No Artist involved. Look closely again. You will see that I am right. I am sure you will see that I am right. Everybody else has.”

“Let me tell you something, partner,” the potential buyer slowly spoke. “I may not have a degree, but you’re nuts. I’ll give you $25.00 for that painting, and not a penny more. You can take it or leave it.”

“I’ll take it.” the seller agreed while adding, “You drive a hard bargain, Cowboy.”

Author’s Note:

I may be just a Cowboy, but any fool can see a painting hanging on a wall and know it had an Artist, even without seeing a signature. Heck, I even supplied a garage full of materials to make it more possible, and it’s STILL impossible! Out of complete nothingness came all this beautiful design and material we have enjoyed for centuries. However, just as the Bible tells us it’s beginning, it also has a teaching on what shall be its end. I may be just a Cowboy, but I think I’d check that out, Partner.

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“Hate Speech”

Must we abort free thought like we do babies in the womb? Do we really want to go there? Is the book about God’s love really a book of hate speech? One man’s hate speech is another man’s enlightenment. We need to rethink this issue! To continue reading just click on “Politics” and drop to #2!

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“The Hammer in my Hand”

 “Is not my word like as a fire? saith the Lord; and like a hammer that breaketh the rock in pieces?”

Jeremiah 23:29

I hate nail guns! A lot of guys seem to love them, but not me. Bosses love them because they get more work done quicker, but I love the feel of a “hammer” in my hand. I always have. From the first time I grabbed one and swung it at a nail, I fell in love with the feel of it. The sound of it hitting a nail was music, the feel of the contact…force driving nail with a solid strike! The grip of the handle, and the claws that you could reach up with and hook the top of a roof. It was strong, solid, and dependable…then came the nail gun. Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! I hated it. It was taking my hammer away from me. The long hose running to a noisy compressor. Hurry hurry hurry! Bam! Bam! Bam! Get as much done as you can!

Fresh out of High School I spent two years working on a construction crew framing houses and pouring cement basements. It was hard hot work in the summer, and it was hard cold work in the winter. My favorite part was the grip of my hammer and swinging it. The nail gun began coming in as I was near to leaving construction. It was one more reason to leave. I never really had to use the thing much, but I could see it was here to stay, and as I said, a lot of guys love it because it can get things done so much quicker, and even easier. However, it doesn’t have the feel, or satisfaction of swinging a hammer, if you ask me.

A hammer is one of those tools that can be used to “build up” or “tear down”. Construction, or destruction. And God says of his Word… is not my Word like a hammer?  One of the hardest jobs to do is “remodeling”. It is easier to build a brand new room than to remodel it, and yet, is that not what God does with us? In our spirit he makes us new in Christ, but is there not a whole lot of remodeling going on, too? And it ain’t easy! I’m sure the Holy Spirit would say, it ain’t easy, but it sure is worth it! My wife and I live in an old house and we have had to remodel rooms, and also just the constant upkeep of fixing things! Throughout our many years of living here, and raising our five children, I have had to do a lot of swinging my hammer, both physically, and spiritually. Our children grew up in Church and they had a dad that was the “Youth Minister”. It was great times. A lot of preaching and teaching the Word of God, but also a lot of swinging my hammer at an old house that we were making better! Remodeling may be hard, but it is also very rewarding, both physically, and spiritually.

God’s hammer is not to be dropped on his children, except to “build up”.  The Word of God is meant to edify, to fortify, and make strong. However, I have learned that as we get stronger, God expects us to “drop the hammer” on Satan, and it’s not to edify! Once again I must say I love the feel of the swing of that hammer! When Satan was tempting Jesus in the wilderness, all three times Jesus answered him with… IT IS WRITTEN!   He dropped the hammer on him and every time Satan had to back down! He dropped the hammer of God’s law on him! Christ has saved us from the curse of the law, but Satan is not! When we know the law, we can enforce the law, not against our fellow-man, but against Satan! I have become a Law Officer for God! It has become our friend and ally against the enemy! We can drop the hammer on him! Not just any hammer, but picture something more like the thunder god, Thor! I’m using Thor as a metaphor. He is not real, but God’s Word is mighty, and his hammer strikes with thunder! Is not my Word like a hammer that breaketh the rock in pieces? I love the feel of God’s hammer in my hand. I love the feel of that leather. I always have.

I also love the feel of God’s Word in my heart, in my mind, and in my mouth. Jesus “spoke” the Word to Satan and every time he caved! In the book of Revelation we see the Lord coming back and he is described as having a sword coming out of his mouth! I hope we understand what that means! God’s Word is the “sword” of the Spirit, it is also a hammer, and it must proceed from our mouth! If you can’t quote it, if you can’t pray it, if you can’t smack the devil in the head with it, then you are defenseless. My Pastor use to say, “Just swing the thing!” Make the devil wish he never touched you!

God’s hammer is our friend. It can shape us, build us, reinforce, correct, edify, and make strong. It can remodel us into the image of Christ. It can also clobber the enemy! However, it must be in us to do that. I discovered an interesting thing one day. I decided I would “memorize” Psalms 91, the whole chapter. I’m not good at memorizing, so it took me a while. Little by little I kept working at it. I don’t know how many times I said those scriptures in the process of memorizing. One day, God had a surprise for me. I was having my prayer time, and Psalms 91 was so in my belly now that I suddenly found myself “praying” Psalms 91! I mean I was “praying” it! I wasn’t reading it or quoting it! It was different! I was praying it! And I could feel the power of that prayer going out against my enemy. I believe it hit him like a huge tsunami! Now I have memorized Psalms 1, 23, 91, and 112. My hammer has grown and I want to swing it like Thor! I want Satan to feel the thunder, and I want to live in the thunder.

The Children of Israel were in great fear that day when the voice of God “thundered” from the smoking mountain, but I have been redeemed from the curse of the law, thanks to receiving Jesus Christ as my Lord and Saviour. Now I can live in the thunder! I can hear his voice and live in the thunder without fear, for that thunder has become my friend, and my greatest power against my enemy. Jesus showed us how to defeat the enemy. The Word must be in us mightily, if we expect it to come out of us mightily. It all starts with drinking of Christ, because without him, we can do “nothing”. Amen.

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“The Sycamore Saddle”

How do you see Jesus? The Bible tells us of a man who climbed into a sycamore tree so he could see the Lord who would be passing by, and his name was Zacchaeus. He did not let circumstances stop him. It seems Zacchaeus was short and all the crowd pressing around blocked his view, so he ran ahead and climbed into a higher place, so he could see the Lord.

“He (Jesus) entered Jericho and was passing through. And there was a man named Zacchaeus; he was a chief tax collector, and rich. And he sought to see who Jesus was, but could not, on account of the crowd, because he was small of stature. So he ran on ahead and climbed up into a sycamore tree to see him, for he was to pass that way.”  Luke 19: 1-4

That sycamore tree is what I would like my two blogsites to be, a place where people can reach a higher place and see the Lord. 🙂  I picture Zacchaeus climbing up into that tree and finding himself a nice fork in the branches that just seemed to fit his body, and he slid right into that spot and watched for the coming of the Lord. In my cowboy way of looking at things, I’d say he found a “sycamore saddle”, he slid in, held on, and soon was rewarded for his efforts, in his willingness to leave the ground and “climb”. He may have been small in stature, but he wasn’t small in determination. The Bible made a point of saying he was a rich man. People did not like the way he got his money, but that hadn’t stop Zacchaeus from getting rich. However, one encounter with the Lord, and Zacchaeus gave all that money back.

I don’t know how you happened into this blogsite today, but I have a sycamore saddle to offer you. If you’re willing to do just a little climbing into higher places, you can see Jesus. The site you’re currently in is rather new, but already has a few things to offer if you search around. If you click on “Chasing the Ghost of Me” in the side bar, you will be whisked away to a place of much study and revelation! It all depends on you. Are you willing to leave the crowd and climb higher? If you are, you will never regret it. One meal with Jesus and Zachaeus became someone to be admired, rather than a thief everyone hated. Not only that, but he found his happiness in some other source than “materialism”.

We’re living in a very materialistic world.  A movie just came out called “The Hunger Games”. Everyone is rushing to see it. There is a great hunger yearning in people to be fulfilled. This need is spiritual more than physical. It is surprising how little we need to be happy when there is peace in the soul. Go ahead, take the climb! Grab that first branch and begin to climb into higher places, you will see the Lord there! He will give you water that you will never thirst again! Explore the branches of both my sites. Find a spot that feels good to you and slide right into that sycamore saddle! Jesus is passing this way! I guarantee it!

Signed, Just a Cowboy for Christ.

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“Both-Ways Obama-rumba”

Come on every one! Lets do the “Both-Ways Obama-rumba”! It’s a dance! We can squash oil drilling and still claim to be pro-oil! We can promote abortions and still claim to be pro-life! We can force contraceptives on the Church, but claim it is a women’s issue! We can veto the Canadian Pipeline, but still claim we are fast tracking it! This guy is amazing! I may not like his politics, but I have to admire his ability to dance. To read more, click on “Politics” in the header bar. 🙂

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“Only The Good Die Young”

Yes, that is the words that were inscribed upon the dark Ford Mustang that just slid past my window. “Only the good die young”. It was a beautiful car. To bad the driver didn’t know how to drive. As I continued rolling along in my semi, I thought to myself, why don’t he just give that slick looking Mustang to me, before he totals it? What a waste. As a professional truck driver you see it all out there on the road, including people driving cars they don’t deserve to have. Only the good die young, the words declared, but I said…”So do the stupid.”

I watched the Mustang cruising on down the road with its nose buried right in the rear end of another semi trailer. Yes sir, there wasn’t enough space between the nose of that beautiful car and the tail of that fifty-three foot trailer to place one pretty girl! If that semi suddenly swerved into the next lane because of something stopped in front of it, no way that driver could react in time. It would not have been humanly possible to save that car. No one can react that fast. They were moving at least sixty-five mph. Good chance the driver would have been a gonner, too. The truth is, it is the “foolish” who die more than anyone else, not the good.

The devil weaves his lies in a million glamorous ways. Those words did look cool on the side of that Stang, but…the words were not true. This planet really is affected by faith, God designed it that way. If the devil can get you to believe something, he’s got you half defeated already. “The truth shall set you free.” That is what Jesus said, but the devil don’t want you free. That’s why you see so many people “addicted” to so many things. Lies of the devil, they are everywhere, and if you’re foolish enough to fall for them, then you will pay a price. It helps to know what is true, and what is not. The person driving that Stang and breaking all the rules of good driving, was just one breath away from heaven or hell. Was he concerned about that? Obviously not, but as someone who makes his living driving, it was painfully obvious to me.

How is it that person did not realize the danger he was in? He couldn’t even see anything but the backside of a dirty trailer! How is it we get so caught up in the things we got to do everyday, that we race along with our nose pushing the red line, trying to get it all done, trying to grab the gold ring, and don’t even realize the danger we’re running in? We’re one breath away from heaven or hell, and we don’t even pause to think about it. We don’t even pause to recognize the one who will decide whether heaven or hell for you and I. The person in that Mustang was in a hurry to get somewhere, maybe nowhere he really wants to go!

Perhaps you have believed the devil’s lies that there is no God, no heaven or hell, no devil lying to people. This is all one big accident, and when you’re dead, you’re just dead. I can tell you for a fact this is not an accident. It simply isn’t possible. I got a garage full of paints, brushes, wood, canvas, and knives. Lets say that garage suddenly blew up. BOOM! And when all the dust finally cleared, you expect me to believe that I could pull from that rubble one perfectly painted and framed beautiful scenic picture as a result of that explosion? Not possible. And this planet is “far” more complicated than any lifeless two dimensional painting. If that’s not possible, then this is definitely not possible. As a matter of fact, this whole thing is impossible! You can never get “something” from total “nothing”! Therefore, the only thing that can possibly be true is, some being, some creator capable of doing the “impossible”, had to design this existence. We call that being, God. And he says forgiveness of our sins comes through the Son of God, Jesus, by which we are then sealed by the Holy Spirit. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, the divine three in one.

I’m just a simple man who believes in cowboy common sense. Sometimes people get educated right out of good sense. It don’t take a rocket scientist to know this planet is not a freak accident. Anybody, with a little common sense, can look at a painting hanging on a wall and without even seeing an artist signature, reason within their own mind that painting had a creator! (With possible exception of some “modern” art that does look like the result of an explosion.) Don’t buy the devil’s lies. Just because some “expert” says you’re not cool if you don’t believe the latest scientific nonsense. Be a cowboy. Stand tall for what you know your gut says is true. You won’t be sorry.

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