Jack wrote this in October, 2006:
The people on my friends list have been awfully courteous about not sending me spam they’re sending out to mailing lists, and forwards. I appreciate the fact you don’t do it.
A while back I was getting daily email notices that I had messages on the blog site. I’d check and find a lot of jokes I heard in 1954, warnings about spyware, cutesy platitudes, and just people wishing me and a hundred people a nice day with a smiley face.
I asked those folks to cease doing it, and when they continued I removed them from my list.
Those of you left, thank you.
I did get a forwarded PM today, but it’s the first in a while. A cautionary thing about the dangers of identity theft, etc. Somewhere backward among the forwards was a long note from someone who called herself, Chosen Lady.
Lots of praising of the Lord and self-backpatting for being so good. But, she said, “Even Jesus knew when to get mad, and so do I.” I paused long enough before deleting the message to wonder where a person might find Jesus quoted in Matthew, Mark, Luke, as being angry at anyone.
Brought to mind a funeral I attended once. The preacher took the opportunity to throw a little fire and brimstone into the mix….. lots of people out there to say goodbye to a friend so I suppose the minister had a bigger audience to yell at than the usual Sunday fare.
After the preacher finished another man got behind the podium.
“Bill was a good man and my good friend for forty years. We’re here to feel our last goodbyes to him.
“All the time I knew Bill you’d have never known he was a Christian until he died. He acted the way a Christian ought to act, but he didn’t feel the need to brag about it.
“I could say a lot of kind things about Bill, but at the moment that’s the highest praise that comes to mind.”
I agreed then, and I agree now.
Reblogged this on Becoming is Superior to Being and commented:
Amen. — kenne