Extemporaneous Ramblings

I was thinking about the Israelites wandering in the desert, as I drove along mulling life and frustrations today. So often we (I, more appropriately) are like those hard headed Israelite soles, as they plodded through the wilderness with the Pillar of Smoke and Fire going before them. Always wondering where they were going, and ignoring the real way to get there all that time, as they looked for an external solution.

They needed to rest in Him and follow in faith. Seemingly easy, but what did they do? Everything else but what was needed, looking for the answer and their salvation in every other direction – mostly directions that annoyed the Lord.

How much like them we are as we rush along trying to define this and that, making things better and putting programs in place - all unrelated, and in fact often tangential, to plain Faith and a walk of trust in the Lord.

We are called as a people apart, and yet we strive so much to actual be part of the world. .

In the words of Francis Schaefer, “How then shall we live?”…

If you live in Canada, in a house, have you been visited by the ‘Fix Price Energy’ sales rep? They must train these guys at the same school that trains Jehovah’s Witnesses.

The guy comes to the door (selling a product that is MORE expensive in the short run and according to analysts likely will NEVER be a good deal) saying he is just doing a survey. That is the first lie. Then he wants to know if you have signed up to save money “just like all your neighbours”. All the neighbours - second lie.
I respond “Thanks, but I am not interested”. But being polite is unfortunately an error. Sir, you must want to save money. All your neighbours have signed up (they haven’t by the way), he insists. I try again, “Thanks, but I am not interested”. There must be a sociollogy paper in here somewhere. We do this dance a couple more times, then I start to get impatient with his inconsideration. After all, this guy is brain dead and I am just being polite. In the end I am intrigued by his stupidity and ask if he is getting the message. He says “Well since the door is still open you must really be interested”. Argh, we are back to night school for Jehovah Witnesses…

I tell him firmly that he should move off my porch and I shut the door.

So, did he do his employer, Direct Energy, any good. Not likely. Not only am I still not interested, but I won’t buy any service from them now.

So now we know that there IS human junkmail, and it is sent out by Direct Energy. Just doing a survey, of course…

An acquaintance of mine, Peter (www.jurankaimages.com), was reading my California blog and came to the post about gun shops. He tells me that they in fact DO exist and he was in one outside LA. To hear it told, it was like a big Shopper’s Drug Mart, except the walls were lined with glass cases of rifles, and the counter display cases were filled with hand guns and ammunition.

Rats, and I missed it!