Mellenkahlee
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Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Cannonball Zort from URL @ 10:01 PM I've been thinking alot about "gifts" and talents recently. We hear about them all our lives. In kindergarden your teacher gathers the children around the table, and procedes to teach them about talents. He/she (probably she) tells them that everyone has one thing, this ONE thing that they can do better than ANYONE ELSE. That is the biggest crock of crap I've ever heard. I've gone my whole life looking for my talent, or "gift" if you will, and I havn't seen hide nor hair of this scrawny beast anywhere. I can't find it in the kitchen. I can't find it in the gym. I've checked in the closet, but that was only once, and lets not go there. My talent isn't hiding in my pen, pencil, marker, or keyboard. It's not in a basketball, football, baseball, or eyeball for that matter. It isn't in my skates or rollerblades; It REALLY isn't in my skates and rollerblades. In fact I think my tallent may have crapped on any of my wheeled objects that I'm suposed to balance on just to spite me. It's not in my calculator, or mouth. It hasn't shown it's face since I managed to piss in my own eye that time I was getting a diaper change at the ripe ol' 16 month marker. Gave me one well aimed shot and I havn't been able to get a bullseye since. But I'm starting to wonder, what if when God was giving gifts he skipped me? And no I don't mean MISSED ME.God Doesn't MISS. I mean passed over me on purpose. What if my gift is to suck at everything? I'm not joking here. What if because I was too slow to catch the right bus, someone else who DID catch it might have the proper training to save that busload of people from a deranged killer? What if because I'm not good enough to get the job at radioshack, a man at the end of his rope gets the job instead and has a chance to support his family and eventually buy a house? What if by my lack of observation and keen discernment, I get off at the wrong turn, and avoid an accident? Or maybe I don't even avoid the accident. Maybe I cause one, and I DIE. But because this was God's perfect timing and perfect will, the guy I hit survives instead, rethinks how he's been living his life, and gets saved. Thats one more for the glory of God. Perhaps I'm The Lord's living, and breathing cannonball, ready at a moments notice to be shot off into the great blue yonder and cause massive damage and chaotic destruction... FOR JESUS! Man if thats what I'm good at then I sure am glad me and God are on the same team. For both our sakes. Then again maybe thats not my gift. Maybe I've been given the gift of being extraordinarily good at sex. Hmmm? But I guess I won't know 'till I'm good and married eh? Better watch out, either way I'm giving SOMEONE the ride of their life. ;-) ::!~ Trying to Smile ~!::
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