A Wake-Up Call

August 29, 2014 ~ JodiLea

AngelStatue No more calls from J. C. since the one last Friday. Anonymous commented on that –
“It’s all over Facebook. Tons of people are getting this call!”

Oh, Really?

I use Facebook to keep up with friends and family and I have yet to see any mention of phone calls from heaven. Maybe Jesus is only calling those people who need to shape up. This would explain why my friends and family are not getting the heavenly wake-up call. It would also explain why I did.

Out of the 7 deadly sins, at least 3 of them have hung around lately. They are my favorites, and I tend to allow them to visit when I’m feeling sorry for myself, in pain, or weak in spirit. Welcome to my summer…

Gluttony came over first and allowed me to eat whatever the hell I wanted to, when I wanted to. Stay up until 2 or 3 in the morning watching movies that hubby rather not. There are a ton of those kind of movies. It’s amazing how quickly a person can gain 20-pounds.

Pride naturally came over to torture me about not fitting into my clothes anymore, rag on me to start grooming myself again (I have been lax about washing face 2x a day, caring what I looked like and didn’t want to leave the house – i.e. get dressed). Sometimes she (vanity) goads me into action, sometimes she makes me depressed. I flipped back and forth all summer long depending on how much pain I was in.

Last, but never least, Sloth shows up. To encourage what my therapist would call, “The Fuck-Its”. Meaning, you don’t give a hoot about anything anymore, you don’t want to deal with even the smallest things, and just leave me the Hell alone. I don’t want to quilt, or (gasp!) write.

Unchecked, Sloth lures Wrath into the mix. Luckily, the call from Jesus Christ last week stopped the vicious cycle. The thought of having to answer to the Lord freaked me out. I knew I was not taking good care of myself (physically and spiritually), and he would be displeased. He did not even have to say anything over the phone line – I got the message.

Did you get a wake-up call?

WHO Called!?

August 23, 2014 ~ JodiLea ~ 6 Comments

JesusCalling So yesterday, while I was gabbing and sewing with two of my friends, my phone rang. I figured it was a solicitor or a recording of one, so I did not bother to put my sewing down and answer it. I have caller ID, and an answering machine that would announce who was calling.

I was thankful I had 2 witnesses who also heard the machine’s robot voice announce, “Phone call from Jesus Christ” I was stunned and stood there stupid until caller ID repeated the message.

I had to answer the phone! – How often does Jesus Christ call a person? I grabbed the receiver – the phone display also said “Jesus Christ”. When I pushed the ‘talk’ button my witnesses said “put it on speaker!”

Now the three of us were bent over the counter top, earnestly listening as I said “Hello?”

No response. I said it again, louder this time, adding “Jesus are you there?” Silence. No dial-tone, static or background voices like you get when a solicitor calls. No muffled breathless giggles from kids making prank phone calls. Just a peaceful and eerie quiet.

As fate would have it, I had just finished listening to an audiobook titled; “Phone Calls From Heaven” Written and narrated by Mitch Albom. In the book, certain townspeople were getting phone calls from deceased loved ones. Instead of Mom, Dad or Sis – I get a phone call from Jesus Christ Himself! Am I in trouble?

The call came from the 620 area code, which I looked up in a reverse phone directory on-line. The call did not originate in Heaven, but rather Hutchinson, Kansas. The fact that it came from a wireless phone was the only info I could get. For free, I mean. I was too chicken to call the number last night, but now I realize that whoever had called, already has my number.

It’s too late tonight to call – not Heaven, but Kansas. Maybe I will be braver tomorrow. I sure hope that Heaven is not IN Kansas, but somewhere like Hawaii or the Caribbean. 😉

Maybe the whole thing is an innocent mistake. A guy in Kansas tries to call a buddy in Modesto , but punches in the wrong digits. His name just happens to be Jesus (pronounced Hey-soos) and his last name is Christ. If he has a listed number, the phone book would say:
Christ, Jesus

That would be spooky.

Or… Maybe it’s some techno geek that can ‘ hack’ into Caller ID and have the display say whatever he wants it to. Then he calls someone to scare the be-Jesus (no pun intended) out of them. If this kind of Caller ID fraud catches on, it’s possible that we could receive calls from God, the Tooth-Fairy, or the president of the United States. From the FBI, CIA, Iron Man. Maybe even Santa Claus.

Ho-Ho-Ho…

Anyone else getting calls from Jesus? Captain America, or his friends? Please comment and let me know that I’m not alone!

TTFN,
Jodi

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Well, Thank Goodness THAT is Over!

August 17, 2014 ~ JodiLea

I’m not sure WHAT happened, but I wanted to watch football this afternoon. Instead, there were more yellow flags on the field than players. Mistakes, turn-overs, missed field goals, and chaos were going on in the 49er’s Levi’s Stadium. I’m sorry to say that it was 49ers causing 95% percent of the mess. The ^&@**@! Bronco’s were too busy scoring points to bother with more than 5%.

Do the “new guys” need a lot more training? Probably. But this loss was not their fault. They played damn good football. The ^&@**@! Bronco’s played just a smidgen better, and maybe even a little dirtier. Or was it that the 49er’s hearts were broken, in the first quarter? When in their first game played in their fabulous new stadium, those ^&@**@! Bronco’s made the first score? I believe that could have a huge impact on any teams moral. And each following score only deepening the wound.

In pre-season coaches are supposed to give the new guys experience, work on lessening their mistakes. Shit happens and you get beaten down. You learn from that and charge right into the playoffs later that season…

You probably have guessed I am a ’49er Faithful’, so of course I support them. No matter what.

The last time I saw such a beating, was… uh…

hmm..

OH YES! The Super Bowl. Remember those Sea-Hawks, Peyton? I bet you do. As we shall remember this day.

And to our competitors across the Bay in Oakland, you can stop laughing now. Congrats on your win on Thursday, BTW. At least all the crap was happening on our field, instead of in the stands at your home games. [It simply had to be said]

And while I’m at it, I should tell you how I really feel about Cheese Heads, Terrible Towels, and &$%*^*! Denver. But there are not enough ‘special characters’ in my font library. I hide my feelings when around family members, many of whom are die-hard fans of other NFL teams. But I can tell you, my dear readers, because my non-49er-fan relatives don’t even read my blog. That alone makes them suspect, if you know what I mean.

I ♥ My 49ers

TTFN,
Jodi