I've just gotta say, this writers strike is killing me. Since November 5th I've had to write my own sermons ... blog posts ... romantic notes to my wife. This really bites. The whole strike is over DVD residuals, but as far as I know there are NO DVD residuals for my sermons, blog posts, or romantic notes to my wife. All I know is that if I have to write another one of my own sermons, blog posts, or romantic notes to my wife, I'm gonna shove a fire poker down my throat till it pierces my heart and I die of internal bleeding. I need some writer to cross the line and come to work for me! Until then, if any of you want to write a sermon, blog post, or romantic note to my wife, leave it in the comment section ... and you may keep me from killing myself. We'll see.
(By the way, my wife's name is Jennifer.) (If you want to write her a poem that'd be cool, but I don't know of any word that rhymes with Jennifer.)
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Thursday, December 20, 2007
The Strike
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My Cousin Vinnie....
Dude, I totally love you...but you are such a dork!!!! I'm not solid on my sermons, nor am I interested in telling Jen just how much you love her (I would if I were you), but I can say that death by hot poker is a fresh idea. Maybe you could write a sermon about how you burn internally for the lost lonely humans, and it's like a hot poker down your throat the words that you want to say but cannot express?
Momma said knock you out...
mikeyd
Dude,
I love your blog . . . it's awesome.
I have nothing to write for you. Or your wife.
But I know that you feel like this about the writer's strike:
it feels like somebody took my heart and dropped it into a bucket of boiling tears. And at the same time, somebody else is hitting my soul in the crotch, with a frozen sledge hammer. And then a third guy walks in and starts punching me in the grief bone, and I'm crying , and nobody can hear me, because I'm terribly terribly, terribly alone
- Travis Thompson
Okay Travis, I don't know who you are, but I really like you. "Hitting my soul in the crotch with a frozen sledge hammer" - that's pure poetry. You are a genius with words. I may hire you to be my new writer if the strike doesn't end soon.
Hey Anonymous Poet: Thanks for the poem - deleted it so it could be used by me alone! - Vince
I have been a silent reader of your stuff ever since back when you coined the phrase "No making out in the backseat". Most of your blogs are thought provoking and down right frustrating, because I like most Christians suck at reaching the lost.
This one is a little different, and I thank God that I am not the only one who thinks the way we do. Your humor cracks me up.
Keep up the great work, I seem to talk about you and your blogs even to non-christians. Someday I would love to come to your church.
Until then, I wish I had giant wings, so I could fly over my friends cars and poop on them, it would be much easier than the way I am doing it now.
Dude, I am totally down with anyone who is pooping on their friend's cars! Maybe you could post some pictures some time...
Ok.., this is the epitomy of humorous lameness! I find it both funny and lame that so-called late night comedians need someone to write their material for them - get a real job will ya!
1.5ly, if you want good material - go to the mall this weekend; you'll see plenty to write, laugh, and cry about! :-)
Secondly, dude - woo your own wife. You are the master of metaphors - use some on her! :-)
Thirdly, only someone from Iowa would enjoy pooping on a car! It must be something in the corn out there or sumtin? (Just kidding!)
On a more serious note - I have bigger fish to fry than worrying about a bunch of hack writers griping about not getting enough money for the crap that they do write. Just my lousy opinion, but hey.., my opinion matters to me...
Oh.., I know we have to be culturally relevant, we've got to stay in tune with the pulse of the culture, etc...,etc.., but stop sniveling about your portion and do what you do for a reason other than a few lousy bucks, that you've probably aready have spent without even having it yet...
Crap..., it's cynical Richie today!
Enjoy your writer-less day ya hoser!
A Willing Heart
Last summer my son Billy attended Vacation Bible School for the first time. During VBS they did an alter call and asked if any of the kids would like to receive salvation and pray the sinners prayer. My son Billy who was 4 at the time did just that. When he returned home with the news of giving his life to Jesus, I questioned whether or not he was able to do so at the young age of only4. I remember asking my wife Jen if she thought it was possible. I didn't think that he would be able to comprehend what he had just done.
Well a year has passed and through it I have noticed that Billy was different than the rest of my children. He seemed to have a heart devoted to loving the Lord. One day he was at the craft table painting while Jen and I were busy getting ready to go some where and before we left he showed us what he had painted. One picture showed a grassy hill with crimson clouds above and on the hill stood 3 crosses. The next painting he explained to us was a picture of Jesus hanging on the cross and sure enough you could see a stick man on a cross. It pretty much floored me to see that he was thinking of Christ even then when he was alone.
Then just the other day he told me, "You know what daddy, ever morning when I wake up I have a song for Jesus in my heart. Again I was floored, and amazed to see the power of God working in a 5 year old... my five year old.
Today my Men's ministry did a prayer walk in a local community. As we walked I was telling my friend these same stories and it hit me. When I stood at the alter and asked God into my life, what if He would have looked at me and said, I don't know if you're ready... I don't think you're able to comprehend what you have just done. We are all babes in the kingdom when we first ask God into our hearts. What I have learned is that we need to just let God be God and let Him do what He does best. My son's heart was willing and thats all God asks for. It doesn't matter how young or how old you are or what your situation is. If your heart is willing, that's all He needs.
I thank God for teaching me everyday how to be His child. I thank God for taking me as I am. I thank God for working in the hearts of my wife and children. I will forever dedicate my heart to be willing to do or go where ever He leads us.
I pray that everyone that reads this will do the same. All He wants is a willing heart, so make that decision today to be willing to let Him rule your life and if you do let us know so we can celebrate with you and the angels in heaven!!!
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This was one of my own blog entries last summer. You can find it here: http://visiontobecca.blogspot.com/2007/06/willing-heart.html
The picture that my son did is there too. Be Blessed <><
Vince -
You're right, it is pure poetry. It's from "The Office." I felt sure if anyone would get it, it would have been you . . .
Anyway, I'll be glad to pass along other plagiarized work if you need . . .
Merry Christmas . . .
- Travis
wpusey -
that wasn't very funny.
Nah, It isn't everyone who poops on cars in Iowa. Just a select few of us born in Minnesota. It could be worse, I could be a GB packer fan.
Until then...Pez dispensers promote bulimia.
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