To All My E-Mail Friends, Well-Wishers, Nay Sayers and Angels.
I know that some of you skin up yuh face and turn up oonoo haughty nose whenever this Scrip-Bit thing shows up on your computer screen…Yes children, the ole fella is in one of his speechifying moods that you all love so much (smile) so just be quiet and listen respectfully.
Just wanted you all to know that this Scrip-Bit idea was not of my own doing, but a Divine instruction, which I tried to ignore for a couple of weeks, with all the usual excuses; ‘Doh have the time; not qualified; people mightn’t like it, etc.’
Unfortunately though, it never went away, just kept nagging at me in that stealthy, intrusive manner that only Divine prompting can do. Even after I eventually gave in and started it, I still tried to get out by ignoring it for a few days at a time, but that did not work either; the nagging and the prompting were still there, as strong as ever. So it seems that if I’m to get any peace of mind, I’ll have to continue it until it runs its natural course.
It’s no earth shattering development, nothing to be afraid of, simply a bit of The Word each day to stimulate our spiritual selves and possibly turn our thoughts to God for a moment, or discover some piece of scripture that we never knew, or paid any attention to before.
And yuh know what, the most amazing and amusing part of this whole exercise is that I actually enjoy and get a chuckle out of searching for these little gems…these tidbits…and there are lots of them sprinkled throughout The Good Book
I guess the purpose of this activity is to expand my spiritual realm, which it certainly does. So who says that HE doesn’t move in mysterious and roundabout ways eh? I never thought that my spiritual self needed expanding, but obviously HE did.
So please help me out here. Bear with me; overlook my little eccentricity: When the Scrip-Bit shows up, just chuckle and say “he’s mad” or “he’s a jack donkey” (politically correct eh) Either, or both statements may be appropriate. Then read the Scrip-Bit joyfully, and let it do whatever it will for you. It will surely be something good.
However, if it displeases any of you a lot, notice I said a lot, not a little, please let me know and I’ll stop sending it to the displeased ones. You know the saying about how we forward dirty jokes without a qualm, but anything Godly, we’ve got to stop and ruminate for a few moments and say, “Hmmm! Now whom should I send this to?” Don’t worry I had that same problem, but I’m taking the bull by the horns this time and sending it to everybody on my favourite list. Tough Tits! If you’re on my favourite list, then you deserve a bit of the Word every so often.
Hope I DON’T get any replies – displeasured ones that is. Remember, ‘No news is good news.’
Hn, hn, hn! But ah certainly have to laugh at God’s underhanded moves yes! I certainly wasn’t planning to write this explanation or whatever you choose to call it, but again, it’s been persistently nagging me for the last few days, so I just had to sit down and write it. And I’ve had it completed for a couple days, still contemplating whether to send it, contemplating whether I’d just be making mihself a bigger jack d’ by doing so. But once again… yuh know…the constant pressure nuh…ah couldn’t fight it, so I’m finally sending the reasoning behind the whole thing.
It’s doubtful if you’ll get the Scrip-Bit every day…and I just heard a loud sigh and a “Thank you Lord” go up from some people. Did you notice the contradiction? We tell Him thanks for not getting a bit of His Word too often. But you might not get it everyday because I’m still not into this checking of e-mail every day. Guess that’s why I have 350 in my mailbox…but it’s coming down gradually though, at one time it was five hundred and something.
And hopefully you won’t get the same one twice, since I’m not properly organized for this as yet either. If you do happen to get one, twice (I believe it’s happened already) then just assume that The Most High wanted you to get that particular message again.
Thanks for putting up with me and my whatever you choose to call it. You are such beautiful, God-fearing people.
Be proud of the ole fella children. I kept it as short as possible. Hn! Hn!
Much Love! Peace! Friendship! And Joyful Fellowship. R.O’B.
