Sunday, July 1, 2018

And then there is always those empty handshakes

And then there are always those empty feeling congenial handshakes. There is a major difference in what is meant for true brotherly love and that which is genuinely given, and then there are those that the Bishopric and counselors give before services. I relate this to you not to bring feelings of guilt , but of the idea where, some improvement could be made. Now I'm not a big celebrity, just a very minute one. That said I make a bunch of folks nerviss in some situations. I do not socialize well, and I pick friends VERY carefully, and trust even fewer. Those I do trust and truly love are those who have earned my loyalty, respect, and again my trust. Here I have Kathleen and her family, they earned my adoration and love, in my old Ward in Evanston, I had the Bishop, and especially Vern Cox and Dave McFaden (I hope I spelled that right.) In any case, Dave was my home teacher, and although his visits were not often, when he did show up it was quality. Many times he came to my rescue on my cable or some odd bill, so did our Bishop. I hated asking but at times my back was against the wall. The shop costed me big time, but it also made good money at times. So I never was in way too much over my head, but that's not everything they did. There was many times my ego, and spirit needed lifting there and as such the Ward really provided. Then there was the incident of thinking one young lady needed a wardrobe change when going to Church, I never wore a suit nor tie, and hardly ever wore a white shirt , although just before I left there a year and month ago, I'm just not a shirt and tie type. I believe only time for that is when they plant me while sitting in LexiBelle, when I die, beyond that a shirt and tie represents squares and the establishment that I am fully against. I just don't jive with the dominion of both religion of Government and nd society as it is. Nope, I want to be free, and freedom for me is just to be comfortable, not stressed to live up to some bogus standard. Then there was Vern, who came over and we could talk about tech things as well as FCC and radio thinngs, although he was admitingly had a touch of some bogus label of mental disorder. What disorder that he had room in his heart to care for and about others besides himself? Not only did that family adopt me , and sat me down with them at Church and all parts of service be it Priesthood, Sunday School class even Dave's wife got along with me and several times I came to her rescue in Sunday School class when she would submit a concept or question, but was seemingly getting ignored. Yes there were assholes there true, but they were of a lesser degree than what I have seen here in Swendell, why can't Swendell's Ward, cozy up with me a bit more? I don't have flys sticking on my butt, I showr and bathe and keep clean. Sure and its no big secret I put Skoal between my cheek and gum, Bishop Hiatt knew it and would chastise me for it, but did not harbor on it. Here it seems that because I ride a bike and am the VP of a 1%'rs Outlaw MC, that oh I must be evil I am set aside and not in a good way. Again its an empty handshake. Then there was the gig of going to Deseret Industries. Sure I had my instructions there, but between training Angel, and no fuel to go to Twin Falls everyday that was not a feasble plan. Yes I thank them for the help on many rent payments and some utility bills, but I needed more like some one on one counseling. Only Kathleen has gave that here, the Bishopric and his minion, have yet to visit and minister as its called now. This is why I don't trust the leaders of the Church, there are other reasons of course, but dropping home teaching was a bad decision. Did the Lord not say go forth and teach everyone? Even if they don't reguly attend Sunday meeting? Ever since President Hinckley bit the sand, the Church has not had a steady hand at the tiller of the Church. They did it wrong here. Oaks should be President of the Church. Enough of my daily sermon here, but there's lessons to be learned here. I'm not perfect, I surly sin, I have an abundance of iniquities and hunger for things of carnal nature. I'll admit that, but I also teach everyone and anyone that wants to hear the Lords scripture and voice. I do this through my gift of gab on the radio, on TV, and in my blogs, The Lord is always by my side, and as Kathleen said it, and a young country music teen said it in her signature song, I let God hold the wheel, If its his will it will be done, and I'm comfortable with that.
Until Next Tim my fellow Wolvez.

Just why can't we have that here?

I often wonder and ask myself, why can't we have that here? Example; the LDS Ward in Evanston Wyoming that I attended , would for those that did not attend or found it due to health reasons could not attend services on Sunday, would worship at home, and the Ward delivered and gave the prayer then allowed that inactive member the ability to have sacrament or consume the Lords supper as some call it. My question is , why can't or isn't done here in say Swendell Idaho. It's not that I hate some of the people in our ward here, because I don't. In fact I forgive all of them as the Lord commands Us to do, its even in the Lords's Prayer it says, Forgive those who trespass on us as the Lord shall forgive us. We all sin, you can't live in today's society and not sin, somewhere nor can you be a mortal human and not sin. It's impossible. We are not a perfect species. Only our Heavenly Father is perfect. Unlike our Ward in Wyoming, this one here, is a bit too judgemental and condemns those who they feel is not of their level, ether economically or some otherwise. I can't go to Church and yet feel Welcome and not be self conscience. I don't enjoy being judged by anyone except the Lord himself. There will be time for that when I'm getting my ass kicked on that final judgement day. But it wont be by no human. I will say that I appreciated the feller who mowed my lawn yesterday from next door. But its a bit too much for way too late, by weeks end my feet will be propped up in Jerome Idaho rather than Swendell. I'm not saving that much money wise since I will have to rent another place to do radio etc, but my mind will be relieved since I wont have to feel that every eye in town is on me. The other day however I came up with the reason that Jerome is finally reaching a state of improvement. Unlike Swendell, Jerome has a very active Chamber-of-Commerce. and an active B2B networking community. This means the ability to connect with others, so I can teach what I know, and learn from others what I don't business wise. Jerome has a local newspaper there, plus a host of things that Swendell, fails to attract. Why? because Swendell has way too many people here that are quick to Judge, rather than those who are willing to jump in and roll up their sleeves, open their wallets and say how can we help? Next week is not Testimony meeting so I wont be so motivated to stand up and open my mouth and say what I feel, plus lie. I can't stand up and say that I fully trust President nelson of the Church, I can't get up and say I Trust the leaders of the Church, except for one, Dalin Oaks is the only one that I feel has a grip on things, not any of the rest of them. Yes I know The Church is the true Church of the Earth, yes I know the teachings of the Church is spot on, I can say for sure the Lord does miracles, and sometimes I know that because of free agency those miracles go ary, such as the oops of Angel and all that happened there. Yes I know I fuggled up by not going to Deseret Industries to work, because I remained on station here training Angel, even though that went to shits. But I will not go to a Ward, where its me that get's judged. Hey as I said, I forgive, but I don't forget. Just the value of one of those pianos would feed several poor people in the community for years, some of those cars parked outside, makes me wonder, about how all too many walked for days to hear the Lords Sermon on the Mount. As for my long hair, drabby clothes and my beard, wonder if John the Baptist would be welcome at this Ward, or for that matter the Lord himself. If God himself walked in, said who he was, would he have to show it by a miracle? Or even a state issued pictured ID? 
Terrible Ain't it, that's why I don't go to Church any more than I need to. I don't go where I'm not wanted.
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