Tickle Me Tuesday – Week 4

CARTOON MAN LYING DOWN LAUGHING 2Are you ready to grin, giggle, or just feel good?  That’s what this little challenge is all about. We share posts that are happy, light-hearted, funny, or downright hilarious. Make it prose, poetry, picture, graphic art, a joke, a song, a video ……. Whatever your heart desires. Post on your own blog and hop over here and paste your link into the “Comments” box so we can visit your site and grin, giggle, and feel good with you. Just please remember the site is for general audiences.

Here’s my contribution this week. I sneaked into Life Is Worth Living by Vera Faye Wallace (my mom) and snatched this little ditty.

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DRIVING INSTRUCTOR

I really thought the thing to do

Was to teach my wife in driving.

But, on second thought, I’m asking you;

I know you love skydiving!

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Friday Fictioneers – 11/7/14 – Revvin’ Up The Love

I just want to say at the outset that my writing this particular story is Doug Macilroy’s fault. If you read his contribution to this week’s Friday Fictioneers, you will find a charming, romantic piece that melts your heart. How he got romance out of this picture I could not begin to fathom, but by the time I had tried to figure it out, I was caught in the web of romance and could not get lose. However, not being possessed of the imaginative insight that Doug has, I could not seem to get free of the subject of cars, so my love story is of a slightly different caliber than his. Nevertheless, love — as they say — is where you find it — and an old, abandoned car lot is as good a place as any.

Our picture this week is courtesy of Jean L. Hayes. (Sorry, no link available). My story is below the photo.

CAR WITH BULLDOZER NOSE

Revvin’ Up The Love

“Hey, Babe, wanna take a spin?”

“You talkin’ to me?” Ethel Edsel looked across the abandoned-car lot at the ugly yellow Edsel with the bulldozer attached to its nose.  What was that contraption anyway?

“Yeah. You wanna go for a run?”

“You wouldn’t want to run with someone nicknamed Rusty Ethel.”

“Hey, they call me Bull, but it’s what’s inside that counts. Take me: sort of ugly outside, but inside I got a heart a’ gold.  And I bet your little engine still purrs like a kitten.”

Ethel giggled.

Bull grinned. “Come on.  Rev ‘er up and let’s make it a date.”

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WordPress Daily Writing Prompt — Cupid’s Arrow

WordPress has challenged us today to write an Ode to something or someone we love, in honor of Valentine’s Day. I wasn’t in the mood to write anything serious, so I opted for light-hearted and decided to write an Ode to My Little Red Car. Hope it adds to your Valentine’s Day fun. (And please don’t tell my little red car that I’m not “serious.”).

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Ode To My Little Red Car

Oh, My Little Red Car, you’re a beauty.
Like a jewel, you glimmer and shine.
You look great in daytime or nighttime.
And I’m so proud to say you are mine. 

You are what people call fuel efficient,
Which means you don’t guzzle the gas.
And e’en though you are small and quite humble,
You can zoom with the best when I pass. 

You’re an expert when it comes to parking.
You know just how to squeeze into place,
And you get out of tight spots quite nicely,
Never leaving, a scratch, nick, or trace.

Though tiny outside, you’ve room inside.
I don’t have to bow head or scrunch knees.
And when transporting all my belongings,
Your convertible seats aim to please. 

I just tool down the road in full pleasure,
Knowing we are a beautiful sight.
And I know that in all kinds of weather,
Your equipment will handle it right. 

What a joy you are, Little Red Buddy.
And my heart knows that you feel the same.
We’re a team, you and I, car and driver,
And to keep you forever’s my aim. 

Oh, it’s true that I used to love big cars,
And I never had planned to go small.
But, My Little Red Car, you have stolen my heart;
You’re the best car I’ve owned above all.

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You can take part in the challenge by visiting the WP challenge page here:
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/02/14/cupids-arrow/

 

 

My Cadillac For Your Camel

What Makes Something Valuable?

CAMEL'S IN DESERT

We all live by a value system of some kind. Each possession, each day, and each person in our lives has a different value, and sometimes that value changes. The title of this article is a joke, of course, poking fun at the truth that most value is relative. But what makes it relative? What, in the final analysis, determines an item’s value?

There are millions of affluent citizens of several nations who value their Cadillacs — or a number of other expensive automobiles with big gasoline engines — as one of the most important and life-enhancing items they could own. On a roster of possessions that represent the most positive assets in life, those glossy, high-powered autos head the list.

But let that Cadillac owner find himself stranded in the middle of a blazing desert: sand blowing into every nook and cranny, including his engine — no roads of any kind — no gas stations.  Suddenly, a slow-moving, bad-smelling, comically-proportioned camel is worth a whole lot more to that guy than the Caddy, and he’d gladly make a trade. Value.

By the same token, a woman who finds herself happily married to a kind, thoughtful man will value that man highly — more highly than any of the other people in her life. Her next-door neighbor may be married to Attila the Hun, and she finds herself valuing her time away from him with others much more than she does him.

The woman who’s wished all her life for a huge two-story home with five bathrooms, and who has the money to care for that house and hire help — as well as be free to stay home and enjoy it most days — will value that house highly. But the gal who struggles to make ends meet by working three jobs and going non-stop from sun-up to sun-down will value a one-bedroom apartment that is easy to clean and maintain with no extra fuss.

So what is it, really, that gives something its value? It seems that it is the owner of that ‘something.’  The person to whom the thing belongs and for whom it fulfills a purpose or meets a need is the one who imbues it with its value.

Well, I, for one am thrilled to realize that truth. Because I know for sure to whom I belong.  And I know for sure — because He told me Himself — what service I perform and what needs I meet for Him. Nor am I an isolated case. There are millions more just like me — yet unique at the same time — and bearing equal value in the eyes of our owner.

My owner is the God of the universe, the Creator of all things — including me. His Word tells me clearly (Revelation 4:11) that all things — including me — were created by Him for His pleasure. And, in fact that is my number-one job: to give my Heavenly Father and the Lord Jesus Christ pleasure. Surely, I am assigned to do other things: to love others; to teach them what the Word says about Jesus and how He, as God, came to save us from our own sin and rebellion; and to show by my whole life the true nature of God. But those assignments do not substitute for God’s original purpose in creating me: His own enjoyment of a family just like Him.

But not only does He own the whole human race because He created us. When we rebelled against Him and turned away, breaking our relationship with him completely, with no hope to get it back, God came in the person of Jesus Christ and paid the supreme price to buy us back into His possession. He made us the first time (an easy and delightful experience for Him); He bought us the second time (a gut-wrenching, horrific, thoroughly bloody experience for Him).

But you know what’s really interesting to me?  The Word of God tells us in Hebrews 12:2 that Jesus faced all of that sacrifice for us — laying aside the privileges of Divinity and re-defining Himself in human flesh, living a life never once stained by sin, and taking our sin and the horrible shame, beating, crucifixion, and separation from God that we deserved — because He saw something beyond that sacrifice that would give Him so much joy that it far surpassed the evil He would have to endure.

Now, tell me please, what joy could the Lord of the universe – Creator of all things — what possible joy could He have been missing that made such a horrific sacrifice necessary? The only thing He was missing was a relationship with man. Since man, by his own volition, had irrevocably broken that relationship, nothing could restore it at that point. The only hope was if God could find a way to “re-create” the human race — to make them righteous enough again to fellowship with Him.

The triune Creator had everything else He could possibly want, but not one of those things could give Him the joy that His relationship with us could give. Dear friend, it was for man — for you and me — that He longed. It was for you and me that He made the decision to suffer such agony and death.

So how valuable are we? Is there anything in the universe that could be bartered for you and me? Is there anything that can be offered to Jesus Christ in exchange for His relationship with us that would tempt Him to give us up? Not on your life, my friend!  He already made that choice, once and for all, when He laid down everything else for us.

Remember, He didn’t just decide to come down to earth for a moment in time and go through the motions. He came down to go through the reality of taking on our sin, taking on our separation and banishment from the Father God, taking on our death. His only hope was in the eternal Word of the living God, who had spoken that He would raise Jesus up with new life once the legal price for sin had been paid in full. Had that Word failed, Jesus would never have seen Heaven again, and we would be lost and undone — without God and without hope — forever.

But He did see Heaven again. He came up out of that grave with eternal life to offer anyone who would accept the sacrifice He had made. (John 3:16-18, 1 John 5:11-12). So when we accept His sacrifice and accept Him, that new life comes into us and we are “born again.” (John 3:3-5). We become “a new creation: a new species,” created in the righteousness of Jesus Christ Himself. (2 Cor. 5:17).

Yes, it’s easy to identify Jesus Christ as our owner — twice over. He created us; then he paid for us. A critical reader will stop here and note the fact that I am repeating this point for the third time in this article. And he would be correct. I am repeating this astounding truth so many times because this world has a way of draining it right out of us. It’s so easy to give mental assent to what we’re discussing here but miss the power of it as a reality in our lives. So once more I will remind all of us:  He laid everything on the line — Heaven, His eternal throne, His own life — for us. And therein lies our value.

It doesn’t matter how we feel about it. It doesn’t matter what we think. And it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks about the situation. Our worth is set for eternity, and no one — absolutely no one — is going to get Jesus to trade us for anything else at all..