Today’s Scrip-Bit 22 November 2012 Psalm 92:1

Psalm 92:1.      It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High.

HAPPY  THANKSGIVING  U. S. OF A!

Oh Friends, once again, from the porch of my cosy cottage at Store Bay, I’m writing these words of LOVE and thanks! And they couldn’t be more appropriate than on this Thanksgiving Day of 2012, being celebrated in the U.S. It will be pretty rough on the folks who are still suffering from the ravages of Hurricane Sandy, but America didn’t become the greatest nation ever by overmuch complaining and whining, but by being strong in the Lord when times got rough, and by sharing their bounty with the less fortunate. Let’s hope that that sort of godliness shows up in full force today, and that nobody suffers too much. In light of all that Friends, please offer up some heartfelt prayers for those unfortunate people today. But even with all the tragedy and disaster, there is still much to give thanks for; especially life, for wherever there is breath stirring in a body, then hope and expectation of godly blessing can also abound there. And talking about being thankful, I certainly have a lot to be thankful for. I guess I can start by being thankful for just my very presence in sweet Tobago, the land of my birth, from which I’ve been exiled for almost thirty years. Then yesterday, after writing the Bit, I went to a christening. It wasn’t a big do; just about a dozen of us having lunch at one of the swanky hotels on the island. I don’t even remember the name, Magdalena, or something like that, but the most important thing is the food was most excellent West Indian fare! It’s good to see the big hotels serving local food and not the imported European and North American nonsense. After that I was taken on a scenic tour of Scarborough and its environs. Brother, the city (smile) has changed up so much that I passed a couple of areas where I lived and couldn’t even recognize them! But that’s to be expected with the passing of time. What hasn’t changed though is the ‘White House.’ Ah Friends, that was the scene of many memorable memories during my High School days. Harry, the owner, and I sat down on the back steps looking out at the lush valley and hillside that rose from it, with the steel towers and masts of the island’s communications system rising high in the distant sky. We obviously recalled the numerous occasions on which we sat there in our young, unencumbered days. Yes people, we did have some fun times in the ‘White House’, drinking, smoking cigarettes and playing cards, when we should have been studying. That’s why it’s ever so important to make good memories that you can later look back on with a smile or a chuckle, and not a frown or anger. For as the man so rightly says in the song: ‘Memories don’t leave like people do. They always stay with you.’ And who wants ugly or hurting memories eh! Now after touring the big city of Scarborough (smile) I got home about dusk, then went for a dip in Store Bay. And was it ever beautiful! The sun had just gone down, leaving a few golden flecks of colour in the white clouds on the distant horizon. Meanwhile, in the bay itself, a number of boats of varying sizes and styles were quietly anchored off shore, and the lights of the hotel pavilions on both sides sprinkled the area. There weren’t many people on the beach or in the calm water, so it was pretty quiet. The best part though is that soon after I got in the water, I lay floating on my back, in a cross-like position, looked up to the heavens, where a half moon was shining and gave thanks for the multitude of blessings that the Lord was showering down on me. Oh mih people, that was such a beautiful, peaceful, calming experience! An excellent memory to contemplate on later in life. But here comes the horror show. I went to bed early, about 9 p.m, because I was tired. Sometime during the night, I got up to go to the bathroom, but lo and behold when I finally found the light switch and flicked it on, the place remained in total darkness. Steups! After looking around for a few moments, I then realized that the power had gone, for even the street lights were out too. Can you imagine how my bladder was bursting, while trying to find my way in the dark! However, through the Lord’s kindness and mercy, I got through the ordeal without any accidents. But I couldn’t sleep after that. At one stage, wanting to know the time, I got up and fiddled my way to the living room to get my cell phone. It said 2.40. There was nothing else to do but lie back down and try to fall asleep, which I did. Then some time later, I got up again, swung my legs off the bed and reached for my cell phone, but just then the lights came back on. I obviously sent up a most grateful ‘Thank You Lord!’ It was then about 4.40, so instead of going back to bed, I got up and made some java, came outside on the porch, listened to the dogs barking, the roosters crowing, and the birds singing their songs of thanks and praise to their heavenly creator. Oh Friends, it’s a crying shame that those supposed dumb animals are continuously giving thanks and praise to God, while we, His supposed most blessed and important creation, find it so difficult, and even worse, give the little we do, in such a begrudging manner, as though the Lord is lucky and should be thankful for our pittance of thanks. That’s absolutely wrong my brethren. It should be as our Bit so rightly declares: ‘It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High: To show forth (declare) thy LOVING-kindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night, Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon the psaltery (lute or lyre); and upon the harp with a solemn (harmonious or melodic) sound. For thou, Lord, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the work of thy hands.’ (Ps.92:1-4) That’s as it should be Friends! And we’ll close with one more reminder that thanksgiving is ever so important. ‘Praise ye the Lord (shout Hallelujah): for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely (beautiful).’ (Ps.147:1) Gospel truth if there was ever any! And that’s my spiel for today Friends! I hope it brings a smile to your face and the LOVE of God ever deeper into your hearts and minds, thus enabling you to stand strong in the Lord, giving plenty thanks for all that you are and have. I pray this in Jesus’ Name. Amen. Much LOVE, my people!…believers should give thanks…at ALL TIMES…be the times…good, bad or indifferent…

 

 

Today’s Scrip-Bit 20 November 2012 Genesis 9:13

Genesis 9:13.    I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth.
Surprise! Surprise Friends! The ole fella’s in sweet Tobago! Glory Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! Yes mih breddren, the Duchess and I are on Crusoe’s Isle, God’s Little Acre, Paradise on Earth! Wow! I still can’t believe it. That’s why the Bit is a bit late. I didn’t get here till after 8 a.m this morning, after leaving Toronto at 10 p.m last night, and then I had to catch my bearings. So, from a cosy cottage by Store Bay, I’m writing these words of LOVE to you. Yes Friends, after thirty long years of exile in the cold North Country, the Good Lord has finally granted me favour to return to the land of my birth. And they say you can’t go home again. But that’s a lie, for my navel string is buried in this land, so it will always be home regardless of how long I stay away. Home might look physically different, but the folks of Tobago are still the same as I discovered as soon as I got off the plane this morning. They’re still the same kind, LOVING, gentle and friendly people I grew up with. They haven’t changed, because that’s the way we’re raised from birth. As Lord Nelson said in his song about Tobagonians long ago: ‘All ah we is one family!’ And that’s the undeniable truth Friends. Ah my brethren, at long last I’m in the land of sea, sand, sun and rum! So far though I’ve only experienced the sun – going up to 27 Celsius today – but I saw Store Bay, my favourite beach in all the world, earlier on when I went to get some breakfast of fry bake and saltfish, washed down with some cold, tasty mauby. Store Bay is very commercialized now, but the beach is still golden brown sand, and the water is still a beautiful sky blue, so it should feel the same. And I’ve learned my lesson, I didn’t rush to the beach right away, like I did in L.A. last year and lost my wedding ring. Hn, Hn! And the second honeymoon got off to a great start. (smile) When the Duchess reads this, she’s going to chew me out, about what second honeymoon. But as I keep saying, while there’s life, there’s always hope. And I do hope you all noticed our Bit today: ‘I do set my bow (rainbow) in the cloud, and it shall be for a token (sign) of a covenant between me and the earth.’ Believe me Friends, it’s very relevant, because a few minutes after the plane took off from Trinidad, bound for Tobago, a beautiful rainbow appeared in the sky on my side of the plane, and it followed us all the way to Tobago, some fifteen minutes later. I don’t know about you all, but I took that as a good and positive sign, since the Lord continued saying to Noah after our Bit: ‘And it shall come to pass, when I bring a cloud over the earth, that the bow (rainbow) shall be seen in the cloud: And I will remember my covenant, which is between me and you and every living creature of all flesh; and the waters shall no more become a flood to destroy all flesh. And the bow (rainbow) shall be in the cloud: and I will look upon it, that I may remember the everlasting covenant between God and every living creature of all flesh that is upon the earth. And the Lord said unto Noah, This is the token (sign) of the covenant, which I have established between me and all the flesh that is upon the earth.’ (Gen.9:14-17) After all of that, plus some excellent treatment I received from T.O. to Tobago, by all and sundry, how I could think anything else but God was giving me a good sign eh? And it’s not like I couldn’t come to Tobago before, I’ve been to Barbados, and to Jamaica at least three times since I was last here. However, something just kept holding me back, saying that the time wasn’t right, and I decided to be patient and wait on the Lord for His timing, and this Tobago trip actually fell into my lap without me even really asking for or thinking about it. And here we are, finally in Paradise. One other thing of note happened this morning; while sitting in Piarco Airport waiting for my flight to Tobago, a gentleman came up to me and said he remembered me from way back when, going to Bishop’s High School, though he at the time went to a different Secondary School. That’s some fifty years ago! I still can’t believe my ears when I talk about stuff that happened a half century ago.Time really does fly yes! Coincidentally, his name was also Randolph. Our God sure does move in mysterious ways! Ah Friends, the ole fella’s wired from lack of sleep and too much coffee, plus my conscience bothered me about not writing the Bit, so since I couldn’t sleep, I just got up and wrote it. Now because I don’t have a set itinerary, just playing it by ear, I can’t guarantee that the Bit will be early as usual, but you’ll certainly get it, the Good Lord willing. Just be happy for the old fella and pray that the Lord blesses him with a good, no, a great second honeymoon in Tobago, as He did with the first one some forty one years ago. Going to go and check out the sea and sand shortly. Much LOVE!…wait patiently on the Lord…and He WILL…eventually bring the desires of your heart to pass…  P.S. As I was just editing the Bit, a balck rooster just went by and gave me aloud, friendly cockadoodle-do greeting. (smile)  

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