Family Guy: The Bird is the Word

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 Give me! Give me! Give me!

Give me Peace.

One of my favorite movie scenes ever is in "The Apostle".
Robert Duvall is upstairs in his room yelling at God at the top of his lungs, even waking the neighbors!
Sometimes I do that.
"I've always called you Jesus. You've always called me Sunny. Tell me what to do, Lord!"

When things happen that don't make sense and I don't know which way to go...sometimes I yell.
Most times I pray.
The way I pray, would probably not fly in seminary school, but mostly, I just talk to God.


God you ARE good!

Thank you that you are faithful, even when I am not.
Thank you for your never failing love.
Thank you that you are my strongtower!
Thank you that you are my deliverer!


Whether I'm driving down the highway, walking the dogs, or even looking at the stars while sneaking a cig on my back porch. I pray.
Holy Spirit go away. :)
Just kidding. He won't go.
No matter how many times I just want to try and get away with something.

When I'm strolling through the grocery store, or sitting in the car wash, I am praying.
Practicing my abiding. 


I need help!
Help me today, Lord. Help me see an opportunity to be your hands and feet.
Help me be aware of the despair that surrounds me.
Help me to not be so self motivated and selfish.

Give me the words to say to brighten someone's day.
Give me a steadfast spirit to keep pressing on when I just feel pressed.
Give me a heart that seeks you and an attitude of obediently loving others.

Often I've heard, "You get, what you give."
I'm trying to make sense of that, because on Monday, without 'giving' it to someone else, a man gave me...the bird.
Two of them.
This was no ordinary bird.

It was the Ultimate Bird!
A very angry, two handed, double flipper through his car windshield at the HEB gas pump.

The visual replay is hilarious.

I need help....and so do they.

Apparently, I went the wrong way.
I gestured with raised eyebrows and the double shoulder shrug as if to say, "I'm sorry. What did I do?"
And then, Famly Guy, with his 8 year old son and wife in the car, started violently pointing at the faded yellow arrows in front of me.
Oh.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't know!" I smiled innocently.

And I didn't.
I'm like Ellie Mae Clampett moving to the big city. Who knew?
I wondered why there were lines of 4 or 5 cars in the 6 gas terminals and only one car in my line.
I applauded myself earlier in fact for being the bright one and actually improving the morning traffic flow.

But, Aha! Thanks to Mr. Middle Finger Meltdown guy, I have been made aware of my wrong doings.

I can no longer go that way again.
I've now been made aware of the number one Commandment in the Gas Pump Rule book.
Thou shalt not enter on the flow on the opposite side without great wrath coming upon thee.

There is beauty in ignorance sometimes.
"Oh, I didn't know!" is good the first go around.
But I find that when I know that I know, that I know I'm going the wrong way or doing the wrong thing and do it anyway, I begin to lose my joy.

I lose my sense of walking freely.
And I lose my peace.


A loving father Gives.

He gives good guidance and he gives love.
Great love.

That's why I always call him daddy, and he always calls me "Sunshine."
Thanks.

"Give me love...Give me love...give me peace on earth....Give me light ...Give me life...Keep me free from birth...Give me hope... Help me cope..."     -George Harrison