A Time to Laugh

“It’s not me. It’s him, right?”

“Difficult?” (Part 3.75 of 4)

So when you perceive unwritten rules unwittingly applied to you, the gut response is an anxious grab to fix it. The Rules draw you in. You know enough to know that people are talking about you, writing it down (in pen!), passing it around, and, in the end, ignoring you. Still we desperately need help, and we reason the only way to get the help is to comply. We wear those dreadful paper gowns that the Rules make us don and even pretend we like them.

The deal is — that anxiety turns easily into a stifling obsession — a nihilistic show . . . about nothing.

And that’s not the point either.

Shout! A full-throated shout! Hold nothing back—a trumpet-blast shout!
Tell my people what’s wrong with their lives,
face my family Jacob with their sins!
They’re busy, busy, busy at worship,
and love studying all about me.
To all appearances they’re a nation of right-living people—
law-abiding, God-honoring.
They ask me, ‘What’s the right thing to do?’
and love having me on their side.
But they also complain,
‘Why do we fast and you don’t look our way?
Why do we humble ourselves and you don’t even notice?’

Isaiah 58

So you think you can dance?

When Mormons direct Vespers. . . .

Soul Sister

You have no power over my body, neither can you do me any harm. I fear none but the great Jehovah, which hath foretold me of these things, and I do verily believe that he will deliver me out of your hands.

Anne Hutchinson at Trial

Ever wonder how Wikipedia will document your life story in 300 years? I feel like I just read mine when I perused Anne Hutchinson’s.

I always just kind of dismissed her as a nut — you know, an outspoken crazy woman with a sad obstetric history that ticked off a powerful man who simply labeled her a heretic. Nothing of consequence there, right?

Oh, dear me.

Needless to say, I’m not going to be inviting in any group of wandering natives anytime soon.

Critical Thinking

John Daker and Company

So. . . .uh. . . .

We’ve decided to go back. Starting tomorrow. They’ve issued a full apology, and we’ve already signed a contract. Our salaries will be double what they were (and now normal for the same position).

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APRIL FOOL’S!!

Show my People?

Isn’t that Dr. Gingery conducting? Recognize the Costume Room’s uniform but Crayola-box sense of style? Those chandeliers look familiar too. How about the hair off the face and shoulders? And “rolled”? And I’m sure they are all using the same tube of lipstick. Can you see the outline of the pit pads?

Ah. . . the memories. Or close to it.

Elbonian Gets Employee of the Year

Merry Christmas!!

Grant has a little Christmas gift that a friend passed along. Enjoy!!