God’s Name

While watching part of the “Powerful by Faith” Convention with me last weekend, my granddaughter had some strange questions about God and Jesus.  Trying not to show my growing concern, I answered her simply and without too many details. When the speaker asked ‘what was God’s name?’ , she got excited and told me she knew what it was.   I waited.

“So what is God’s name?”  I finally asked.

“Chuck!”  she said proudly.

“What?!?”  The look on my face must have been hysterical because she started giggling.  Then I joined her and we must have laughed for a good 5 minutes straight.  Once we calmed down enough to speak, she told me that she watched a TV show that God (Chuck) was the main character.  A short search on Google, using God + Chuck, turned up links about a YouTube series called Supernatural.  From what I read about the show, I am amazed that it has lasted 15 seasons.  I have no idea how many episodes a YouTube season runs, but this series certainly seems to have a big following.  People send in questions asking about God, Jesus, the Angels, and the Bible.  They get the craziest answers – They are misinformed.

I am not going to comment on a show I have never watched, nor plan to.  I have to ask you to remember you are watching fiction! If you really want to learn God’s name, consult the Holy Bible.

“May people know that you, whose name is Jehovah, You alone are the Most High over all the earth.
– Psalms 83:18


I Don’t Remember Voting For That…

Is my memory getting bad, or did I miss the election where we voted about getting rid of “In God We Trust” on American money?

Wouldn’t there have  been a big hullabaloo months prior to voting? I do remember  how it was before we voted about gay marriage. So many phone calls, leaflets in the mail, TV and Radio ads. We were bombarded by everyone’s opinion every damned day.

Why didn’t hullabaloo happen about our money?  Because we the people didn’t get a say in the matter.  Something about separation of religion and government we were told. Oh poppycock! Our money doesn’t say “In Religion We Trust”. It has the word “God” on it.

When did “God” become an unmentionable word in the American language?  Hmmm… Oh wait – I know! When we started kissing the asses of every whiny group or organization that said America was infringing upon their right to not believe in Christianity– that’s when. How a dollar and change infringes anyone’s rights to their beliefs is puzzling to me, but by all means, let’s re-tool the mints and issue one dollar coins (because those Susan B. Anthony bucks were such a hit, ya know) that don’t have that word printed on them.

Why am I pissed off?  Because I learned how to say the pledge of allegiance in school, and we stood with our hands over our hearts and said it. Out loud. Every morning.  My granddaughters are denied the right to observe this American tradition. All because somebody was “offended”.

The ass kissing did not start, or stop at this trusting God on our money thing either.  America has been so busy trying to be diplomatic and not offending anyone, that we are infringing our own rights. We are shaping and changing our American traditions and culture to please others.

This scares me – a lot

A Reason For Everything


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Do things happen for a reason? I know they do.

Most of the time we try to control our own little world right in front of us, with no clue of what is going on in the Big Picture. We filter the world through our own perspective and experience, the only way we can, being human and all. When things don’t go the way we plan or want them to,we get frustrated

Nothing ever seems to go the way I envision or plan it. Which has been a good thing most of the time. I do not realize my good fortune in the moment. The ‘Ah-Ha’ occurs to me later, usually accompanied by an outcome much better than I envisioned or planned. This tells me that there are forces at work here, more intelligent and resourceful than I. Some call this force Coincidence, some call it Fate.

There is no such thing as Coincidence. And Fate is when the Big Picture (meant to be) falls into place. I call this intelligent and resourceful force God. His ways are only mysterious because we mere humans can’t figure them out.

Don’t get me wrong – I don’t believe that God Himself grants me the perfect parking spot, the fast line at the supermarket, or stretches out the laundry soap to last through this weeks dirty clothes. He is way too busy with important stuff.

I believe that everyone has a guardian angel that oversees the day-to-day crap we get ourselves into. Every night when I say my prayers I ask God to give my angel a raise. He really deserves one. One example: I am a major Klutz who has never had a broken bone in her life.

In fact, I think I will blog a tribute to him tomorrow…