Ham

"Super Duper Believer Squirrel" maybe he just needs to pass some gas..

Hmm.. I think for me, the big learning experience was to learn which battles are really worth it.

That's why I'm not filthy rich! I never went CORPS! **ham retreats, kicking himself for missing the "golden" opportunity..**

I dunno about "building your believing" and that kind of thing. The few times that something really happened.. I knew what the outcome would be, before "checking it with da word".. or praying.. or trying to build "believing images of victory". Maybe it sounds "unfair" and all, but I really think God gives you that kind of "faith". I've never been able to build a big enough fire under it by my own initiative. Made me look like some kinda macho huper believer or something though.. looked like muscle, but just wait for me to exhale..

Not exactly what I said. The "system", all the keys, all the stuff.. how much of it actually WORKED? How many times did people carefully frame their "believing" and "details" to carefully fit the keys, and.. nada? How many times did you get the pony, the steamship, the mansion, the 24 carat gold bullion? I think it was a "system" to try to milk the creator of the heavens and the earth.. isn't that what a gambling "system" is? Some way to improve the odds, such that the house HAS to PAY? Abraham tried that with Sodom.. "well, what if there a hundred righteous, what if there are fifty righteous.." sorry, He's smarter than us. Oh yes, I think all prayers are answered. Most of them the answer is "when pigs sprout wings and fly.." :)

maybe a nut that can not be cracked?

Really.. what difference is it.. "believing" or gambling.. Both ways, people have worked out some kind of "system" to "beat" the house.. I remember putting my last twenty dollars in the horn, and "believing" for all to turn out for the best.. the odds always favor the house in the long run.. :)

This is the reason gambling has such appeal, and often a dead end career.. some refuse to admit it was a mistake.. will gamble their whole retirement and fortune to try to get the glory of old days back again.

Cute pictures Free. Hey Bump.. maybe it's just the French Squirrels..

Well, even if they take over the house, it can't be that bad. Think of the alternative, a person could come home to find that bears have taken it over..

I read something a Rabbi wrote, can't quite remember his name.. He said something to the effect that "we don't have the same God as our ancestors".. then he said, it wasn't exactly that God himself changed, but our understanding of him. several hundred years ago, their God made the sun rise and set every day.. by Newton's day, their God made the laws that enabled the earth to orbit the sun.

Hmmmph. and you, "I was attacked by a cwazy squirrel.." I remember you. If you tease the squirrel with a bag of nuts, what do you expect??? Hmmm? Hmmph.

Another thought.. did anybody see as much as a decent first aid kit there?

2. Thinks he can have his computer, and eat it too.

Same for me Rascal. Lessee.. in over twenty years involvement.. God and I made it rain once.. I chased a hangover out of a guy once.. he looked AWFUL, and after I prayed he was like a spring chicken.. I've seen more after leaving. My daughter was healed of a cancer that very very few kids make it through. Somehow, when we got the "news".. I didn't panic.. I just kinda knew she would be ok.. but the healing involved doctors, the supernatural, and the support of the community. Without all three I don't think she would have made it. She definitely would not if we were still with the ministry. at least two out of the three avenues would have been cut off.

I don't know about drive by moonings, but didn't the locals put a bunch of plastic flamingos out in front of the college a few times?

I think somebody thought of it first.. at least the birth control part. "Only in California"

You'd get an "A" in "twig" for that one..

You could always put out a better "spread" for them. Then maybe they'd go over to the neighbor's for "dessert"..

"How long will it be before you can clean the house for me again???!!!!" This was actually said.. what suffering, what pain.. damn sycophant would actually have to clean their own house..

Not where I went to twig.. I knew one person who had a broken bone, and it was taking longer to heal than the branch person thought it should. Said person was REAMED for it.. forget that it happened to be the one bone in the body that had the least blood flow by it.. for some people it is a miracle if it is even healed to begin with.. dignity? respect? Naw.. they just need somebody to clean the house for them.. just "believe".. these people in Hebrews are afforded more respect than it they went to "twig" today.. a guy who couldn't "believe" sufficiently, as to not have to get up in a meeting, and go to the bathroom.. kicked out. Respect? Dignity? What about some who died? At least one I remember, was a fully-functioning, mature, ADULT. "well, the parents. they didn't believe, stand with da "household".. that's what did it.." Pretty vile, in my opinion.

Maybe that's why people come here.. one of the few places on the planet that some people can understand a person. I told my friend here about the parking lot illustration. She laughed.. for a long long time.. "you REALLY gagued your spirituality by where you parked the car????" "Well, not me.. but I knew quite a few that did.." One or two happened to be in the car with me. One said: "Whadya parking way back HERE for??!! You expect me to WALK? WHERE IS YOUR BELIEVING??!!!" NOO joke. Now it IS a joke. We pull in the third row, I say "well, I guess we're bronze today.."

hmm. These people were afforded quite a bit more respect and dignity than they would have been in "twig".. "whadya mean you were tortured, mocked? Where's your believing? "

Probably the guy five houses down the block, who is cursing the name of the moron who's feeding them, allowing them to breed well beyond their normal proportions.

The thing I dispute is that God would demand of his own CHILDREN to somehow in the heat of the moment, to get the "details" right, rub the magic lamp in a precise manner, before doling out things in life that can be described as mere basic needs.. A physical father does not wait for a child to beg, pray, "believe", before considering handing him a little breakfast. Or clothing him or her.. Neither does he buy the child a shetland pony, a 1/5th size toy train to play with, or one hundred pounds of gold bullion, even if he indeed does get the "formula" right..