Saturday, December 19, 2009

stupid starfish.


i'm sorry if this is a cynical horrible mean post.

                   i .  don't .   care .

i HATE the 'starfish story'

we've all heard it. (some of us have heard it, ohh.... 6 times in the last month.... church testimonies, youth talks, blogs, etc...)

the fake story about some old pessimistic person walking on a beach (australia, california, galveston, hawaii, random beaches) and seeing a young hopeful little one tossing starfish back into the sea to save their lives. and the old goon is gloriously transformed into a caring person who has seen the light.  seriously??? when in the excuse my french he...ok, i couldn't type it. come on. i was just married in the temple. i have a hard time swearing now.   when in the HECK do you EVER see live starfish or even DEAD starfish on the beach?  honestly?  when was the last time you saw a freaking starfish outside one of those trashy beach town souvenir shop bin?

give me a break!  i wish there was a way to yell on blogger. i'm getting really passionate about this ridiculous story.

it's time to find something new!  don't worry, i got one for you. if you tell the starfish story again, it will just be unfortunate...


Cherokee Right Of Passage
Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian youth's rite of passage?

His father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him
alone.

He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the
blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it.

He cannot cry out for help to anyone.

Once he survives the night, he is a MAN.

He cannot tell the other boys of this experience because each lad must
come into manhood on his own.

The boy is naturally terrified. He can hear all kinds of noises. Wild
beasts must surely be all around him. Maybe even some human might do him harm.

The wind blew the grass and earth, and shook his stump, but he sat
stoically, never removing the blindfold.

It would be the only way he could become a man!

Finally, after a horrific night, the sun appeared and he removed his
blindfold.

It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump next to
him.  He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from harm.

We, too, are never alone.

Even when we don't know it, our Heavenly Father is watching over us, sitting on the stump beside us.

When trouble comes, all we have to do is reach out to Him.


Just because you can't see God, doesn't mean He is not there.

'For we walk by faith, not by sight.'
~ 2 Corinthians 5:7 ~
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2 comments:

JenniferKaryn said...

you're so funny. i've never even heard that story.

Joes said...

Damon knows how to yell via computer text. Just ask him how. We had a 3 hour story about it. And he will never let me live it down.

i see you too...