Go ahead I dare you to knock it off my shoulder I double dare you pbbt. (the sound of spitting)
Is this the Louis L'Amour convention?
George Strait stunt double.
And you used the best one in your message today..... Did the Village People get back together?
Any way you look at it that was very brave of you to come out like that and it just shows that you will do almost anything for these series. Good job today.
As I left church today I had a thought that I could not and still have not gotten out of my head...
I stand on the dusty road facing a man for the high noon shootout. This man is the coolest man in town, no one has beaten him ever! Everyone likes him and he has done many great things. As a stare him down he mocks me, he says "we have been here before, and you have never pulled the trigger, what makes you think you are going to do it today!?!"
Somehow as I stare him in the eyes, I can see his thoughts. He thinks about many things of this world, he is haveing a tremndous amount of fun as he does each one. He has many really cool memories from earthly things. He seems to be a really happy man. For a momment I actually wish I was him. I think to myself "I can not compete with him. He has never been beaten, he has so many friends, he is so cool."
I look around myself, I am alone, no one is cheering me on. I see someone or something, but I am not sure excatly what it is and I am sure not going to find out. It looks like it might be something that can help me, but na... I have to do this alone. I have to shoot him, but why? why are we even at this shootout?
I turn back to the man and look again, I see deeper in his thoughts, I see past the fake front, He is begging for someone to help him, something seems to be missing deep inside. He asking for someone to shoot him. He is not even going to draw his shooter, he is going to let me shoot him.
Flash back to the street, now his friends are mocking me! I am still all alone. Why am I alone?Finally he speaks.
He says to me, "you draw first, I am not going to shoot unless you draw first. I am not wasting my bullets on someone like you. Come on you wuss draw your shooter."
I am shaking, if a draw and lose I will die, if I draw and win everyone else will hate me for killin him. What do I do? I do what I have done everyother day I have stood here. (You see I have done this many days before and have never drawn the shooter.) I look down at the ground, turn around and walk away. Thinking... I will draw tomorrow, I will show everyone tomorow. Yet I know deep down that the next day will be the same as the last.
If you didn't already have it figured out. The cool guy is "cool me" the other is "christian me." You know the one that gets to come out on Sunday morning while "cool me" sleeps in and occasionaly when I hang out with other christians.
The question is, how do I kill "cool me" how do I pull the trigger. Is it possible to say that I don't like cool me, but I am scared to not be cool me anymore. I want him to die, but just not yet maybe later? But will later ever come? I struggle daily and for a time now I have lost the struggle daily.
I walk away from the shootout... patialy upset, partialy releived that I get to be cool me another day.
You know the biggest problem is each day, at the shootout I seem to get further away, I seem to have less ammo, the odds of me shooting cool me looks to be less with every passing day.
i'm going to have to think about this one.
ReplyDelete"You know a dream is like a river ever-changing as it flows. And the dreamers just a vessel that must follow where it goes..."
ReplyDeleteWow. I didn't we were missing a Garth Brooks concert this morning. What songs did he perform? Don't tell Jme. She might cry.
Go ahead I dare you to knock it off my shoulder I double dare you pbbt. (the sound of spitting)
ReplyDeleteIs this the Louis L'Amour convention?
George Strait stunt double.
And you used the best one in your message today..... Did the Village People get back together?
Any way you look at it that was very brave of you to come out like that and it just shows that you will do almost anything for these series. Good job today.
So when will we be seeing you on Hee Haw? Now I am starting show my age.
ReplyDeleteI'll be your huckelberry.
ReplyDeleteAs I left church today I had a thought that I could not and still have not gotten out of my head...
ReplyDeleteI stand on the dusty road facing a man for the high noon shootout. This man is the coolest man in town, no one has beaten him ever! Everyone likes him and he has done many great things. As a stare him down he mocks me, he says "we have been here before, and you have never pulled the trigger, what makes you think you are going to do it today!?!"
Somehow as I stare him in the eyes, I can see his thoughts. He thinks about many things of this world, he is haveing a tremndous amount of fun as he does each one. He has many really cool memories from earthly things. He seems to be a really happy man. For a momment I actually wish I was him. I think to myself "I can not compete with him. He has never been beaten, he has so many friends, he is so cool."
I look around myself, I am alone, no one is cheering me on. I see someone or something, but I am not sure excatly what it is and I am sure not going to find out. It looks like it might be something that can help me, but na... I have to do this alone. I have to shoot him, but why? why are we even at this shootout?
I turn back to the man and look again, I see deeper in his thoughts, I see past the fake front, He is begging for someone to help him, something seems to be missing deep inside. He asking for someone to shoot him. He is not even going to draw his shooter, he is going to let me shoot him.
Flash back to the street, now his friends are mocking me! I am still all alone. Why am I alone?Finally he speaks.
He says to me, "you draw first, I am not going to shoot unless you draw first. I am not wasting my bullets on someone like you. Come on you wuss draw your shooter."
I am shaking, if a draw and lose I will die, if I draw and win everyone else will hate me for killin him. What do I do? I do what I have done everyother day I have stood here. (You see I have done this many days before and have never drawn the shooter.) I look down at the ground, turn around and walk away. Thinking... I will draw tomorrow, I will show everyone tomorow. Yet I know deep down that the next day will be the same as the last.
If you didn't already have it figured out. The cool guy is "cool me" the other is "christian me." You know the one that gets to come out on Sunday morning while "cool me" sleeps in and occasionaly when I hang out with other christians.
The question is, how do I kill "cool me" how do I pull the trigger. Is it possible to say that I don't like cool me, but I am scared to not be cool me anymore. I want him to die, but just not yet maybe later? But will later ever come? I struggle daily and for a time now I have lost the struggle daily.
I walk away from the shootout... patialy upset, partialy releived that I get to be cool me another day.
You know the biggest problem is each day, at the shootout I seem to get further away, I seem to have less ammo, the odds of me shooting cool me looks to be less with every passing day.
"I'll be your huckelberry" hahaha
ReplyDeleteThrow some more captions at me folks.
I like the Garth Brooks comment myself. That was the first thing that came to mind when you came out on stage Sunday!
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COWBOY UP FFC!
ReplyDelete"Say when."
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