Quote from nutmeg:
No offense :eek:
One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
But mine were not along the shore.
But then some stranger prints appeared,
And I asked the Lord, "What have we here?"
Those prints are large and round and neat,
"But Lord, they are too big for feet."
"My child," He said in somber tones,
"For miles I carried you alone.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait."
"You disobeyed, you would not grow,
The walk of faith, you would not know,
So I got tired, I got fed up,
And there I dropped you on your butt."
"Because in life, there comes a time,
When one must fight, and one must climb,
When one must rise and take a stand,
Or leave their butt prints in the sand."
You're in serious need of help. As soon as I find someone that can helpme, I'll refer him to you. Good luck in the meantime.
Besides that, God can't help you, because I've listened to the pro golfers thank him for helping them win 1.3 million dollar purses. I mean, people are dying in bombings in the hundreds, and God's watching golf. What's that about? I'm a fan, but gee. Pay a little attention to business, will ya God??? And don't get me started w/the Latin Baseball players.
By the by, the previous post Nutmeg is answering belongs in Religion and Politics, This is still a joke thread.